Next to the square where the cultural gathering venue is located, there is a two-story restaurant. It was the Cuihua Building that the bearded supervisor of the labor camp had been thinking about.
It is the most high-end restaurant in the county. Because of its unique location advantage, it has naturally become the first choice for many people who cannot or do not want to sit at the viewing platform.
On the second floor, facing the square, the four elegant rooms where you can directly watch the ceremony are all occupied at the moment.
In the room on the right, a graceful woman is standing by the window. Her appearance is of course first-class, but what’s even better is the cold and fairy-like expression on her face, paired with her curved and graceful alluring figure. , creating a strange sense of beauty that makes people want to worship, but at the same time feel uncontrollable blasphemy.
This time the Imperial Concubine visited Jiang'an, and dignitaries gathered in Jiang'an. The imperial court arranged many matters, and people naturally also had exchanges with each other.
This is the leading brothel industry in Zhongjing City, the vanguard team who came to Sishui Prefecture to carry out technological poverty alleviation.
Even in Zhongjing City where beauties gather, she, Miss Ning Bing, is considered the most famous among all the courtesan, big and small. She is orderly and prosperous all year round.
"Girl, what's so good about the cultural fair in this small county? It's already enough for you to receive those country bumpkins these days."
The maid on the side looked distressed, thinking of her master.
Oiran Ning Bing's expression was still cold, and she said calmly: "You and I have nothing to do, just watch it for fun."
Next to their room, three well-dressed middle-aged men sat around a square table on three sides, all looking toward the venue.
In the next room, Mr. Yun and Su Shidao were sitting leisurely, drinking from small cups and looking at the venue.
In the other room at the far end, Feng Xiuyun stood by the window, and his eyes accurately found Xia Jingyun's figure in the crowd.
Can you still surprise me?
Xia Jingyun also watched curiously to see how this cultural gathering was played.
"Our conditions today are limited and there are many people. We will not engage in the routine of drinking wine and drinking water. The first three levels are for sharing elegance and fun, and the last level is to win with poetry! Anyone who signs up, please come forward, and those who are willing Come forward and join us in this grand event to congratulate the country, congratulate your majesty, and congratulate the empress!"
To put it simply, each case corresponds to a level, and each level has a guardian.
When the participants reach each level, the finalist will take out a tray with dozens of brands on it, pick one from it, and then answer the questions according to the questions.
If you answer correctly, you pass the level, if you answer incorrectly, you will be eliminated.
Those who pass the level come to the fourth level and choose topics to compose poems. The merits of the poems are judged based on their level of poetry. The winner is the final literary master.
When the presiding scholar finished speaking, the place fell silent, as if no one wanted to be the one to take the lead.
Breaking the ice always requires a little trouble.
Fortunately, the organizer of the cultural fair had already thought about it. When a sitter came on stage, the atmosphere gradually became lively and the cultural fair officially started.
After many students participated one after another, Zeng Jimin, the host, also stood up and appeared.
Zeng Jimin, who is known as the most talented person in Jiang'an County, passed the first three levels without any hesitation. He could answer every question correctly in the shortest time, attracting continuous applause from the surrounding crowd.
When he finally recited the last verse with the title "Inspirational", he was greeted with applause from the whole audience.
"The books are as affectionate as old friends, and the joys and sorrows of morning and evening are close to each other.
There are three thousand words in front of my eyes, and there is not a speck of dust in my chest.
Living water flows everywhere, and the spring breeze brings new flowers and willows.
The golden saddle and jade are looking for a fragrant guest. If you don’t believe that there will be spring in our house. "
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"good!"
When the poem came out through a loud voice and was copied and quickly sent into the room by the men guarding downstairs, Su Shidao couldn't help but slap the table and shout "Hello".
"Living water is everywhere with the flow, and flowers and willows are fresh in the east wind! The joy of reading is written in a witty and vivid way! I thought Jiang An Zeng Zize was just a diligent scholar, but now it seems that he is really magnanimous and pure, worthy of a sentence What a scholar!”
Mr. Yun also nodded slightly, "This last sentence coincides with the lifelong admiration of my mentor. The purpose of studying and serving as an official is to fully display what you have learned and to manage the world and benefit the people. You cannot just be busy looking for a fragrant guest in that golden saddle and jade." .”
Su Shidao picked up the wine glass and said, "It's a shame!"
...
Beside Oiran Ning Bing, the maid said in surprise: "Girl, this person is so powerful!"
Ning Bing's face was still as ice-like, "It's just the appearance of a middle-aged man."
She was quite dissatisfied with the phrase "Xunfang Ke". What happened to Xunfang?
If you want to find beauty, you are not qualified yet!
What kind of prude are you pretending to be!
It's not like she hasn't slept with the high-ranking officials in the court. She has a golden pheasant embroidered on her chest and a green pheasant tucked into her crotch.
Pretend to be serious, but once you take off your clothes, it’s hard to be serious!
Pooh!
...
As for Feng Xiuyun, her literary attainments are not outstanding and she doesn't care who performs well. She only cares about Xia Jingyun's performance.
However, judging from the reactions of the people present, this Zeng Jimin does have some real talent and learning. It would be difficult for Xia Jingyun to win Wenkui.
But she didn't expect that Xia Jingyun felt very relaxed at this moment.
Zeng Jimin is indeed quite good. What is rare is that he has a sincere heart and can be regarded as a pure scholar. But in terms of literary talent alone, Wen Kui who wants to stop him from winning this literary society is still far behind.
When Zeng Jimin returned to his seat, led by Xu Dapeng and others, there was thunderous applause.
The local people who made up the majority of the onlookers also applauded, and the scene reached a climax for the first time.
After Zeng Jimin appeared, Xia Jingyun still did not move, his eyes were fixed on Lin Feibai.
As long as this noble gentleman from a scholarly background appears, he will be ready.
Just when everyone thought the overall situation was decided, he came out of nowhere and became a blockbuster.
Not long after, just when everyone felt that Zeng Jimin's poem was too difficult to surpass, Lin Feibai stood up as expected.
The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and he slowly came to the first desk and saluted the old gentleman.
The old man stretched out his hand as before, gesturing towards the newly replaced tray.
Xia Jingyun's pupils shrank slightly. Although the old man's movements were the same as before, this time his hand was lowered. Although it was not much lower, in the eyes of Xia Jingyun, a thoughtful person who had done many behind-the-scenes operations before, , this gesture has a hint of guidance.
And the most important thing was that Lin Feibai actually took the piece indicated by his fingertips.
As expected, Lin Feibai passed the next three levels in one go just like Zeng Jimin did before.
Moreover, in front of the math questions in the third level, there was no need for scratch paper at all. With his little hands behind his back, he was like a proud peacock, showing off his gorgeous and powerful mental arithmetic ability in front of everyone, but he didn't expect that Xia Jingyun had seen through the ugliness. butt.
Seeing that he didn't even move his pen, he casually reported the correct answer, and there was a burst of exclamation from all around.
Seeing Lin Feibai's slightly proud look, Xu Dapeng said in puzzlement and angrily: "When did Lin Feibai become so powerful!"
Xia Jingyun smiled and said, "Brother Boyi, do you want to know how to sleep with an oiran without spending money?"
Xu Dapeng immediately ignored his anger, his expression changed, and he quickly said: "Gao Yang, teach me!"
Xia Jingyun smiled and said: "The tuition fee is one tael of silver."
Without hesitation, Xu Dapeng took out a small piece of broken silver and put it into Xia Jingyun's hand, and said boldly: "No need to look for it!"
Xia Jingyun put the money into his pocket and stretched out his hand to signal Xu Dapeng to come over. He whispered in his ear: "Let others treat me."
"Xia Gao..."
Xia Jingyun quickly reached out to cover his mouth and apologized to the sudden looks from around him.
Xu Dapeng also reacted and didn't dare to make any more trouble. He glared angrily. Xia Jingyun whispered: "Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet."
Xia Jingyun waved again, and Xu Dapeng came over again honestly, "Maybe let the oiran fall in love with you, and privately agree to sleep with you for free."
Xu Dapeng was breathing heavily when he realized that he had been tricked. Before he could get angry, Xia Jingyun whispered: "Actually, I was answering your doubt just now."
Xu Dapeng blinked, "What doubts."
Xia Jingyun smiled and thought, "It's just a question of when Mr. Lin became so powerful."
Xu Dapeng frowned and thought about what the two had in common. Suddenly his expression changed, "Are you saying they are secretly communicating?"
Xia Jingyun nodded, "No need to say this!"
While the two of them were joking about these few words, Lin Feibai over there had also finished accumulating his strength, and after a moment of pondering, he was ready to present his masterpiece.
What he got was also titled "Inspirational".
With Xia Jingyun's prompting, Xu Dapeng also understood that the other party was here for Zeng Jimin!
Sure enough, Lin Feibai's next words confirmed Xu Dapeng's guess. He smiled and said: "Brother Zize's poem about loving books and encouraging learning was amazing. My younger brother is not talented, so he also wrote a poem to encourage learning. I hope that my son will Brother Ze Yajian.”
After saying that, he tapped the folding fan and chanted slowly.
“It is easy for a young man to learn but hard to become an old man, and an inch of time cannot be taken lightly.
Before I realized the dream of spring grass in the pond, the phoenix leaves in front of the steps already sounded the sound of autumn. "
As soon as this poem came out, there were several sighs around Xia Jingyun, and then there was a burst of cheers inside and outside the stadium.
From the perspective of relevance and literature, this poem can indeed be said to be better than the one written by Zeng Jimin just now.
Although these scholars themselves are not very good, they still have a good level of appreciation.
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"Girl, this Young Master Lin is so awesome. He is good-looking and has such good literary talent. He is no worse than the young masters we have seen in Tianjing City! I didn't expect to meet such a character in Sishui Prefecture."
The maid stood aside, her eyes lit up with stars.
A trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the oiran Ning Bing, "It's just a bag of embroidery straw, but you don't have much ability."
"Girl, do you have any prejudice against others? Isn't this their real ability? How can you say that?"
Ning Bing glanced at the maid indifferently, "I have slept with her."
maid:......
"The day after I came to Jiang'an City, he came to sleep with me non-stop."
maid:......
“Is this understanding deep enough?”
The maid was completely speechless.
Ning Bing pursed her lips again, "It doesn't seem to be too deep."
