Plane of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 100 Qin Guan is about to make a big move

The reasoning in Qin Guan's poem is appropriate, and it can be said that it expresses the greatest benefit of reading.

Qian Zhongsu, Golden House, Yan Ruyu, and many clusters, covering food, money, beauties and status.Clearly tell all scholars that studying for fame and fame is an excellent way to become a winner in life. Only after obtaining fame and fame can one get wealth, beauty and status.

These are the biggest temptations for readers.

At this time, someone said: "Every year there are countless people who catch son-in-laws under the rankings. Once they ascended the imperial ranks, they faced Yunyun. Back then, Prince Yun caught Lin Tanhua, his son-in-law. It is said that the dowry amounted to a million yuan. It was a good talk for a while! Isn't it just There is Yan Ruyu in the book, is there a golden house in the book?"

Another person said: "Let's not talk about it, brother Lin Hong won the Juren this time, and three or four big merchants came to him. The highest one is willing to marry 20 yuan. Yes, I am really envious of others."

A white-faced scholar next to him had a smile on his face, with a bit of complacency. It was obvious that the time had been very comfortable.

After listening to Qin Guan's two poems, Shen Yichen sighed to Qin Guan: "Brother Shaoyou, it's a good thing I said my poems in advance, otherwise, I would have to hold back."

"It's not that exaggerated, brother Xingwen, you are Jieyuan in the provincial examination, and I am the last one. Poetry is just a matter of elegance, and the right way of the imperial examination is the theory of classics, righteousness and policy. I am still far behind in this respect." Qin Guan was modest. One sentence.

Xie Mingtang, as the main examiner of this year, can be said to be the teacher of this group of students, and he also admires Qin Guan, especially the "Fu with Things Mixed" he can't put it down, and he often reads it these days.

Qin Guan just said that there are three poems, and now he has written two. He couldn't wait, and asked: "Qin Guan, don't make everyone wait, and tell the third poem."

When Xueshi Xie spoke, the chatter of other people died down, Qin Guan bowed slightly to Xueshi Xie, and then said: "The student got a little insight when he was stumped in reading, so he made this poem and asked the teacher for guidance. "

Then read a poem: "The knowledge of the ancients is inexhaustible, and the young and the young are the ones who are old. What is done on paper is always superficial, and I never know that this matter must be practiced."

This third poem is obviously different from the previous two poems. The previous two poems can be said to reveal a youthful spirit, but this second poem is much older.

Xie Mingtang stroked his short beard, nodded and said: "It's never easy to learn, we really need to learn the spirit of the ancients who worked hard to learn, develop good study habits when we were young, and do our best to lay a solid foundation, so that we can achieve something in the future cause."

Lynch exclaimed: "The phrase 'what comes on paper is always shallow' will definitely make this poem pass on to future generations."

Chen Yao, the servant of the Ministry of Rites, looked at Qin Guan and said, "I really think that this poem should be called "Poetry of Persuading Learning". , Don’t let your youth go to waste.”

Chen Yao looked at Qin Guan with a smile and said: "Brother Qin Zhang has given birth to a good son, this kind of poetic talent will definitely be famous in Zhao in the future."

Hearing Chen Yao mention his father's name, Qin Guan hurriedly bowed and saluted, and Qin Wei who was beside him also quickly got up to salute.

At this time, Cui Xuezheng laughed and said: "Qin Guan Qin Wei, it is a blessing that the Qin family has two candidates from the same discipline."

Everyone started eating, drinking and chatting. After several rounds of drinking, Lynch stood up and said, "Three days later, the Mid-Autumn Festival will be held. At that time, the Hangzhou government will hold this year's Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival. All of you are invited. Today we will gather Here, it’s better to warm up for the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Conference in advance, how about writing a Mid-Autumn Festival poem.”

Others naturally agreed.

At this time, Cui Xuezheng had an idea in his eyes, and he said loudly: "I think it's better to write out the poems and appreciate them together."

No one objected to this proposal, and Wangyuelou quickly prepared pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

Shen Yichen has now admired Qin Guan's poetic talent, he looked at Qin Guan and asked, "Brother Shaoyou, is there any Mid-Autumn Festival poetry to write."

"Brother Xingwen?" Qin Guan asked.

"Before I prepared a poem for the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Fair, but I want to read brother Shaoyou's poems first, lest my poems will be used to make a fool of myself." Shen Yichen sighed.

"You are the number one talented person in Hangzhou, so you are the younger brother Zhesha who said that." Qin Guan said.

Shen Yichen glared at Qin Guan, "Because of you, several of my poems have died."

Qin Guan smiled and spread his hands, expressing helplessness.

I am sitting on the poems and proses of countless elite writers of thousands of years later, and what I come up with are all the high-quality goods left over from gold mining in the sand for thousands of years. If these are not outstanding, then everyone else is blind.

Are the others blind? Obviously not, so no one can stop Qin Guan from pretending to be aggressive.

Qin Guan didn't hide his clumsiness either. When the other students were still contemplating their poems, Qin Guan stood up and walked to the desk to write a poem.

Cui Xuezheng kept staring at Qin Guan, seeing Qin Guan started to write a poem, he stood up calmly and moved towards Qin Guan, but he found that the prefect Lynch also followed.

"Brother Lin, I'll be in charge of singing, don't bother Brother Lin." Cui Xuezheng said.

Lin Qi's expression remained unchanged and he said, "This is the Luming Banquet held by the prefect of Hangzhou, so naturally I will sing about talents and rules."

The two glared at each other without giving way, and walked behind Qin Guan in no particular order.

At this time, Qin Guan only wrote half of it, but when the two of them saw the half of the words, they were frozen in place.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for the wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, what year it is. I want to go back by the wind, but I'm afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold on the heights. Dance to find out the shadows, so it seems to be in the world."

A kind of artistic conception of a bright moon in the sky and a lonely and faraway place vividly appeared on the paper, which made both of them go crazy.

Qin Guan's pen moves like flying, and the second half of the painting is done in one stroke.

"Turn to Zhuge, a lowly home, and sleepless nights. There should be no hatred, and what will last forever. People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes. This matter is difficult to complete in ancient times. I hope that people will live a long time and share the joys and joys of thousands of miles. "

As soon as the second half was finished, Lin Qi and Cui Shanfu shouted at the same time: "It's wonderful, it's really wonderful, it's so wonderful."

The voices of the two shocked everyone in Wangyue Tower, and everyone couldn't help but look over.

Cui Shanfu was about to reach out for the manuscript, but the half-stretched hand was grabbed from behind.

Lynch said: "Brother Cui, this is the Luming Banquet held by my Hangzhou mansion, so I should be the one to come."

Cui Shanfu was unmoved, "I am in charge of Jiangnan Literature, so it is more appropriate for me to read the trivial matter of reading poetry."

"Brother Cui is a guest."

"I'm willing to do it for you."

Although both of them said polite words, everyone could tell that they were arguing with the tone of gnashing of teeth.

Are you arguing over Qin Guan's poems? What good poems did Qin Guan write to make the two adults lose their composure?

At this moment, Xie Mingtang couldn't stand it any longer. How could the two court officials be so inappropriate in front of all the judges at the Luming Banquet. "You two don't need to earn money, I will read it."

(End of this chapter)