As soon as these words came out, they were immediately strongly echoed by everyone.
"Yes, Master Zhou!"
"It's rare that everyone is gathered here, Mr. Zhou, just let us open our eyes!"
"That's right! After Lord Zhou successfully enters Wenyuan Pavilion, if we want to read Lord Zhou's masterpieces, it will be difficult for us to reach the sky!"
"Master Zhou, we all sincerely appreciate your masterpiece! You have given us a lot of experience, and this life is considered to be in vain..."
After hearing this, Song Huan couldn't help but sit up straight and looked seriously at the lobby on the first floor.
He wanted to see what this Tongpan from Guizhou was capable of.
How could he make these literati all seem to be possessed, fawning over him in all kinds of ways!
I thought that Zhou Nan would definitely seize the opportunity and perform seriously.
After all, when such a great opportunity to show off is presented to you, who would give up so easily?
But to Song Huan's surprise, Zhou Nan's face turned a little ugly, as if he was very dissatisfied with the people around him.
"I'm sorry everyone, I have been traveling all the way and I really feel a little uncomfortable."
"I'll take my leave today!"
"Someday, another day I will gather friends with poems and entertain you all!"
As soon as the words were spoken, Zhou Nan left the stunned and embarrassed people and ran away.
Everyone stood there, looking at me and me, wondering why this upstart in the literary world would abandon his armor and run away!
"I'm afraid Mr. Zhou is relatively introverted and can't stand our enthusiastic attitude for a while, so he left in a hurry, right?"
"There are extenuating circumstances, there are extenuating circumstances!"
"It is said that Mr. Zhou is from the Zhou family in Lingnan, a descendant of a famous family!"
"The Lingnan Zhou family? Hasn't it declined long ago?"
"Decline is just a way of saying it to the outside world. The Zhou family, a century-old wealthy family, is now keeping a low profile just to continue for another few hundred years!"
"Besides, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse! Even if the Lingnan Zhou family really declines, it can still be a few steps ahead of us ordinary people!"
"Tsk, tsk, that's how it is! I didn't expect that among the gentry's children, there would be talented people like Mr. Zhou who are dedicated to their work and devoted to the country!"
"The most important thing is that Master Zhou is still so low-key this week! He didn't even bother with such a good opportunity to perform!"
"It can be seen that this is a person who is truly dedicated to learning!"
"I won't say anything anymore. Mr. Zhou is bound to win tomorrow's Wenyuan Pavilion assessment!"
"That's right! Mr. Zhou can't enter Wenyuan Pavilion this time, and we won't agree!"
"..."
Listening to the noisy discussion among the people, Song Huan's brows wrinkled little by little.
No wonder, this general judge from Guizhou didn't care about the bumps along the way and went to Beijing to take the assessment.
No wonder, just the day before the assessment, this person also happened to publish a collection of poems, which aroused strong popularity among everyone.
It turns out that Zhou Nan was born into a noble family and could be regarded as a top second generation rich man!
What is it that allows a top rich second generation to pretend to be a small general judge and work hard to win the assessment of Wenyuan Pavilion?
Naturally, it is a greater power than what the nobles hold!
No matter who Zhou Nan wins over, as long as he successfully passes the test tomorrow, it will definitely not be a good thing for Song Huan.
Thinking of this, Song Huan immediately stood up and walked downstairs.
"Oh my Lord... Master, where are you going in such a hurry?"
"But is there anything wrong with our Huixian Accord's lack of hospitality?"
The madam brought melon and fruit tea and was about to deliver it to Song Huan personally.
Who would have thought that she would run into Song Huan head-on, with the wind blowing at her feet? She was startled and almost knocked over!
Song Huan had no time to pay attention to the other party and returned to the carriage like a gust of wind.
"Turn around and go back to the palace!"
"yes!"
The carriage sped along, and in the blink of an eye, it stopped outside the palace gate.
Song Huan went straight to the imperial study. Outside the imperial study, Xue Haizhen was explaining something to several young eunuchs in a low voice.
Seeing Song Huan appear, Xue Hai put on a smile and raised his feet to greet him.
"Meet Prince Rong!"
"Your Highness, if you ask to see His Majesty, I'm afraid you will have to wait for a while."
"Master Wang from Wenyuan Pavilion is inside, reporting to His Majesty about tomorrow's assessment!"
Facing Xue Hai's politeness, Song Huan also smiled and nodded.
"It's okay. I have nothing to do. I'll just wait here for a while."
"May I ask Eunuch Xue, how long has Mr. Wang been here?"
Xue Hai thought for a moment: "As soon as the morning court ended, Lord Wang came to the imperial study room to meet the saint."
"Roughly speaking, it's about an hour!"
An hour?
What on earth did Wang Shilu explain to Emperor Liang that it took so long?
Seeing that Song Huan looked abnormal, Xue Hai lowered his voice and whispered to Song Huan: "This year's Wenyuan Pavilion assessment is particularly important."
"Ten days ago, His Majesty summoned Mr. Wang to inquire about this matter."
"This shows that Your Majesty attaches great importance to this!"
Xue Hai's words instantly made Song Huan fall into deep thought.
Right.
This year, Daliang Chaotang has experienced too many changes. Shangguan Yi, Xu Rong and others have been dismissed one after another, and two great bachelors, Chen Zilin and Huang Deng, have died successively.
For Daliang Chaotang, these can be regarded as two unprecedented major earthquakes! !
In such a situation, the official mentality is turbulent and everyone is in danger.
Naturally, the selection of officials is particularly important.
As Yanguan, although they did not have actual military power, their words and deeds were enough to control a certain decision of Emperor Liang, and even control the movements in the Liang court.
If other courtiers collude with Yan Guan, the consequences will naturally be disastrous!
Although Song Huan knew these truths very well.
But meeting Emperor Liang today was an impulsive decision.
It was Xue Hai's few words that made Song Huan, who was still a little impulsive, calm down instantly!
Song Huan glanced at Xue Hai with gratitude: "Thank you, Eunuch Xue, for the tip!"
Xue Hai quickly waved his hand in flattery: "Your Highness, you are trying to break this old slave."
"This old slave has been following His Majesty for decades, and everything he has done is for the country and the country of Daliang!"
While he was talking, he heard the imperial study door creaking and being gently opened by the little eunuch.
I saw Wang Shilu wiping the sweat on his forehead and walking out in a hurry.
It is not difficult to tell from his very nervous expression that this hour is definitely the most difficult hour for him, bar none!
Seeing Song Huan standing aside, Wang Shilu wanted to pretend to turn a blind eye and just walk away.
But there was no other way. Apart from Song Huan and Xue Hai, there was no third person in front of the imperial study room.
He had no choice but to bite the bullet, stepped forward, and bowed to Song Huan.
"Wei Chen pays homage to Prince Rong!"
