Su Yu prepared drawing paper, except for the ones with pictures of beauties that were used for advertising.
Another kind is to draw a picture of a wise teacher teaching students in a unique way.
The beauty picture is for advertising, but the teaching picture is really used to register today's poems and send them to Zhang Xuezheng.
After all, if you take advantage of other people's banquets to advertise, you naturally have to give them some heartfelt benefits.
This kind of teaching diagram is easy to draw. Gu Changle drew it in one go without even having to revise it a second time.
It's just that the engraving and color matching will take some effort.
But after mastering the color printing technology, it is not difficult to produce different styles.
This also lets everyone know that there is more than one style of bookstore that can print such beautiful notes.
But all kinds of color paintings can be printed in batches.
When Su Yu took out this second different drawing note, Zhang Xuezheng's eyes, which were relatively calm just after seeing the beauty picture, suddenly lit up.
This is good!
Anyone can use beauty pictures.
But this teaching diagram is accompanied by poems written by the students who were selected by me today.
Such a thing, no matter where he takes it out, it will definitely be the envy of his colleagues or literati!
The admiral is the local administrator of culture and education.
They are not local officials, but officials appointed by the emperor himself. They must be from the second rank of Jinshi.
Their duty is to inspect and supervise the academic style and cultivate talents for the court.
So the poems that Su Yu wrote down in his unique painting note today are Zhang Xuezheng's political achievements, and they are capital that he can directly use to brag with others in the future!
Zhang Xuezheng narrowed his eyes with a smile and said with satisfaction: "I didn't expect that today's banquet would have a different kind of bonus."
"This also makes me look forward to your performance even more."
"However, the picture note on Su's desk is indeed rare. I feel that not everyone's poems can be printed on it."
"If you can't choose the best, it won't be beautiful."
"Let's do this. If you have prepared your talents, you can show them off. If I and Magistrate Lu think it's okay, how about having Chief Su copy them?"
The biggest guests at today's banquet are Zhang Xuezheng and Lu Zhifu. Of course, they can do whatever they say.
Because the paper Su Yu took out was so novel, except for a few people who were still stuck in the beauty pictures and stories just now, most people thought that their poems could be written on it and given to students. Sir.
Therefore, they are all gearing up and want to perform well.
After the commercial was finished, we came back to get down to business.
Zhang Xuezheng and Magistrate Lu both sat back in their original seats.
Su Yu polished his ink and waited aside.
Soon someone stood up and said that he had prepared a poem and wanted to be given some advice from Master Xuezheng and Master Fu Zun.
Zhang Xuezheng nodded and motioned for him to start.
What this person prepared was naturally a song to thank his mentor.
It's quite decent, passable, but nothing too outstanding.
Because he was the first to stand up, Zhang Xuezheng felt that his courage was commendable, so he asked Su Yu to copy him.
But I copied it a little bit behind.
But such treatment has already made the first person to stand up happy.
Even after he sat down, his eyes were always glued to Su Yu, making him want to stand next to Su Yu immediately and watch him write his masterpiece stroke by stroke.
Seeing that the first person who stood up was treated like this, those who were still watching felt regretful for a moment.
I regretted why I didn't stand up first.
Immediately afterwards, the second and third people also stood up.
Without exception, the poems prepared are all about thanking teachers.
But it's mediocre, nothing outstanding.
After all, they are all primary school students who have just passed the college entrance examination. All their previous time was basically spent on the imperial examination questions and articles.
Everyone in Zhang Xuezheng gave some comments.
But these comments are very superficial.
It’s nothing more than innocuous comments like it’s pretty good and the rhythm is pretty strong.
In addition to the poem that Su Yu wrote on the paper when he stood up for the first time, there was also a pretty good poem just now.
Su Yu was a little curious and looked up at Song Youming and Zhang Wenyuan.
Didn't these two people get their own poems and prepare to shine today?
Why don't you stand up?
Are they still waiting for the finale?
But unexpectedly, I saw Song Youming sitting on his seat, clenching his fist tightly with one hand, swallowing occasionally, and seemed to be muttering: "Next..."
"Stand up next..."
Zhang Wenyuan, on the other hand, was slightly lost in thought, his eyes always glued to the notebook Su Yu placed beside the table.
When Su Yu saw the performance of the two people, he immediately felt dumbfounded.
Bad food.
There is no need for a beautiful female ghost to test her wealth and sex. A picture and a short story about this special girl can make the souls of some innocent scholars fly away.
Fortunately, Song Youming finally plucked up the courage to stand up, and Zhang Wenyuan, who was sitting next to him, finally came to his senses.
Song Youming cupped his hands and said, "Student Song Youming also prepared a poem to express his gratitude to his teacher."
The first few capitals were ordinary, and Zhang Xuezheng was a little anxious when he heard them.
I'm afraid I can't even pick out a few good songs by Teacher Xie, and they won't be enough to fill up Su Yu's drawing paper.
You can't just show off this thing to your colleagues when the time comes, only to find one or two ordinary poems lying on it.
Weirdly shabby.
Seeing someone standing up again, he nodded directly to Song Youming Nian.
Song Youming read: "The mountains and rivers are full of green and the gardens are full of spring, and peaches and plums are vying with each other to show their smiles.
Spring is always there in the southeast, northwest, and only the teacher pays attention. "
After finishing reading, Zhang Xuezheng, who had been worried about not being able to fill up the drawing paper just now, became much more energetic.
He smiled and commented: "The Qi pulse is smooth, the artistic conception is profound, I think it is good."
"Your name is Song Youming? Which county are you from?"
Others just made one or two simple comments and did not ask any more questions.
This shows that Song Youming's poem attracted Zhang Xuezheng's attention.
Song Youming hurriedly said: "Sir, the student is from Hewen Town, Baipo County."
Um?
This place?
Zhang Xuezheng looked at Su Yu who was in charge of recording.
Su Yu smiled modestly at him.
Coming from the same town, it goes without saying that the two were classmates.
This classmate is pretty good at writing poems, but why can’t Su Yu, the desk clerk, not be able to do it?
But Zhang Xuezheng actually didn't know that he shouldn't ask too much of these primary school students.
At this stage, well-written articles are already the greatest strength.
Zhang Xuezheng's face improved a lot and asked Su Yu to write down this poem.
After Song Youming, Zhang Wenyuan also stood up.
He also cupped his hands and began to read the poem he had prepared.
It was the same song Su Yu gave him before.
"The Green Field Hall is open to occupy Wuhua, and passers-by give directions to Ling Gong's house.
Your Majesty has peaches and plums all over the world, so why bother planting more flowers in front of the hall? "
After reading it, Zhang Xuezheng's eyes lit up again.
The song just now was good, he liked it quite a lot.
But this one is better!
Zhang Xuezheng finally showed a satisfied smile: "Haha, the world is full of peaches and plums, good!"
"What a poem!"
As the admiral of academic affairs, his duty is to cultivate talents for the imperial court.
As the host of so many people, don't you just want to have students all over the world?
Zhang Xuezheng asked happily: "Which county are you from?"
Zhang Wenyuan also replied: "To tell you the truth, the students are also from Baipo County."
"Is it Baipo County again?"
The name of this place was mentioned frequently, and Zhang Xuezheng touched the beard on his chin happily.
"The first case of this court trial also came from this place."
"It seems that your county is a good place to produce talents."
A case leader, plus two young people with such spiritual energy and poetic talent.
It seems that this little-known Baipo County is still a place with a prosperous literary style.
