"The verdant spring has never been so strange,
The fragrance of Yaoyao comes in midsummer.
In the frosty October, all the flowers bloom,
Only the pine trees show off their old branches. "
The simple seven-character poem describes from spring to summer, and then freezes from summer to autumn. Finally, it praises Songyun's perseverance and uses objects as metaphors to highlight the author's noble feelings.
This poem is not a masterpiece, but it is suitable for the current October season. It makes people's eyes bright and at the same time, they unconsciously appreciate the author of the work.
Then compare it with the two songs on stage, and it will beat them directly.
"This poem was written by Zhu Sihuan?" Someone whispered in disbelief.
"He couldn't even pass the exam, so how could he compose such a poem?" someone else asked.
Xu Mo lowered his head beside him and could feel that Zhu Sihuan's breathing was a little heavy. He coughed lightly, and Zhu Sihuan's back instantly straightened up, regaining his coolness and unruliness.
"What? Mr. Jiang, Mr. Yuan, how do I do with this poem? Is it comparable to the two of you?"
Following Zhu Sihuan's question, the two gentlemen on the stage both had dark faces.
Literati are aloof, usually placing themselves in a very high position and full of contempt for their peers.
As a result, before they could despise others, they were severely stepped on by Zhu Sihuan.
However, this boy was not modest either. He waved his folding fan loudly, clearly waiting for praise and praise.
"You can't tell, Mr. Zhu is also very talented and famous."
"If you already have this ability, you should win Jieyuan in the Juren Examination."
"Maybe Mr. Zhu is hiding his clumsiness."
The compliments came one after another. Although there was some strange aura mixed in them, Zhu Sihuan had a strong mind and accepted the compliments as if they were a spring breeze.
Jiang Chengyuan's face turned gloomy and he turned around and left angrily.
Young Master Yuan also pursed his lips and quietly walked off the stage.
Zhu Sihuan's face was radiant and he wanted to say a few more words, but Xu Mo gently tugged his sleeve.
You can be in the limelight, but if you do too much, you will be easily resented.
Smart people always have to leave at the right time in order to achieve higher fame and praise. For example, Mr. Fufeng from Anshui County shocked Wenchang Pavilion with three poems and never showed his face, using mystery to set off his supreme grace.
Zhu Sihuan also understood, but this feeling of compliments from all the stars was too intoxicating. He exchanged a few more pleasantries before reluctantly leaving with Xu Mo.
Since then, Zhu Sihuan has had a place in Wenchang Pavilion.
But this is not enough.
A poem will make others suspect that a ghostwriter was hired. You have to talk about it at a cocktail party, mention obscure literature, and express your thoughts to dispel everyone's doubts.
Xu Mo unceremoniously dug out several miscellaneous books and asked Zhu Sihuan to read them in five days, write down his personal understanding and summary, and finally make revisions and additions to make the article more outstanding.
In those days, Jiang Sheng was keenly aware that there was often an unmarked carriage parked in the alley next door.
A brother wearing a light gray robe would emerge from the carriage, tiptoeing into the small courtyard, grinning at everyone, and then sneak into the eldest brother's room.
Not long after, the loud sound of endorsements would be heard inside, mixed with painful wails and the crisp sound of bamboo rulers tapping on the table.
Jiang Sheng didn't quite understand what they were doing, but she thoughtfully found a wider and thicker bamboo ruler and replaced the original small thin ruler.
About eight days later, that brother stopped coming. Instead, the eldest brother put on inconspicuous gray clothes and quietly got on the carriage.
Everyone is very busy these days.
The second brother took Gao Dawan around Fengjing. While learning about the local customs, he also investigated whether there was anything that could withstand long-term transportation and continued his great transportation business.
The fourth brother studied the medical skills left by Dr. Wu until he became obsessed with it, causing nosebleeds several times without even realizing it.
Only Jiang Sheng and Chang Yan were idle, so the work of delivering cured meat from the workshop was left to them without hesitation.
Today happens to be the day of delivering cured meats once a month. The workers in the workshop have already piled two hundred kilograms of goods on the car, and Jiang Si is also waiting on the shaft of the car.
Although Jiang Sheng was curious about what his eldest brother was doing, he still sat on the cab and urged Chang Yan, "Fifth brother, hurry up and deliver the goods."
Chang Yan responded and climbed onto the shaft of the carriage on his hands and feet.
For things like delivering cured meat to Youranju, Jiang Sheng alone is enough, but his brothers are all busy with work. As the elder brother, he has the obligation to protect the only little sister in the family.
The carriage drove steadily and slowly. When passing by Wenchang Pavilion, Jiang Sheng saw Xu Mo's figure.
Her eyes lit up, and just as she was about to share it with Chang Yan, the back wall of the carriage was hit.
The little girl was sitting on the carriage shaft, which was not stable at first. It was only Fengjing who controlled the speed of the carriage that she was safe and sound.
Now with a sudden collision, Jiang Sheng lost his attachment point and fell sideways to the ground.
"girl!"
"younger sister!"
Jiang Si and Chang Yan were shocked. The former quickly controlled the frightened horse, while the latter jumped off the carriage, pulled Jiang Sheng and rolled to the side to avoid falling off the wheel.
A collision like this is not serious in itself. What is serious is that the horses will be frightened and frightened. Even if the driver tightens the reins, the carriage will move forward uncontrollably.
It ranges from being rolled over by wheels to being trampled under the hoofs of horses.
Chang Yan pulled Jiang Sheng and rolled around on the ground. When he reached the door of Wenchang Pavilion, he let out a sigh of relief.
At the same time, bursts of cheers erupted inside.
There was a familiar voice talking, expressing his thoughts and personal views on several ancient articles.
Jiang Sheng vaguely thought that he had heard his elder brother say something similar, but it was clearly not his voice.
She stood up unsteadily, completely unaware that her body was covered in dust and her little face was in a mess.
Chang Yan also heard it and said with a gloomy face, "Brother's sacrifice is really big."
Give up your things to others, and then watch that person shine through it.
Only Tao Xu in the world has such a mind.
The brother and sister looked at each other, both feeling unhappy for their eldest brother.
So much so that they didn't even notice when a maid jumped out of the carriage behind and stopped in front of them to take a closer look.
Until the maid opened her mouth, "Did you know that I was blocking the way of the Jiang family girl?"
Jiang Sheng and Chang Yan both raised their heads and looked over in surprise.
"You are foreigners." The maid's expression was calm, but her eyes were full of condescension. "Fengjing has regulations. Horses cannot run wildly, but they cannot run too slowly. Our carriage just hit your carriage, but it was It was caused by your being too slow and has nothing to do with our Jiang family."
"I have asked the girl just now. I won't argue with you. As long as you apologize to the girl, the matter will be revealed."
What he said was quite generous. He didn't ask for compensation, and it wasn't rude to ask for it.
Jiang Sheng and Jiang Si were trembling with fear and were ready to apologize and leave.
Only Chang Yan clenched his fists, and the coldness in his eyes almost solidified.
At the foot of Emperor Toyokyo, the emperor once stipulated that unless there was an urgent report, horses were not allowed to ride in the city, and even the speed of carriages could not be too fast to avoid hurting innocent people.
But Chang Yan had never heard of the rule that carriages were not allowed to go too slowly.
What's more, do you think he is blind? It was clear that the Jiang family's carriage was about to turn a corner, but it accidentally collided with the car in front, causing Jiang Sheng to fall off the carriage shaft and almost be rolled over by the wheels.
Before they could ask for compensation, the Jiang family actually asked them to apologize.
What a great official power!
What a temper!
