"He's here too!"

Chen Shaojun was really surprised.

I don't know if it's because Wang Xiaonian is too far away, or he came too late, or if Chen Shaojun's mind is not on other people at all, and he only focuses on those original Confucian and Taoist scriptures, so that for so long, Chen Shaojun didn't even find out that Wang Xiaonian also participated in the snow appreciation conference.

"No, what about his green cow?"

Chen Shaojun found out that although Wang Xiaonian entered the deer park, he did not ride the green ox that he had always been inseparable, perhaps this is also the reason why Chen Shaojun has not paid attention to him.

These thoughts flew through his mind, and Chen Shaojun soon heard Wang Xiaonian's voice:

"What's so beautiful about snow, there is snow everywhere, how can plum blossoms be beautiful? I like plum blossoms, so the title I did this time is called "Plum Blossoms". ”

"Yesterday I went to the Temple of Literature again, and I saw a few plum blossoms in the corner of the wall from a distance, covered with heavy snow, full of branches sinking, heavy, I think it is very beautiful, so I also wrote a poem with this. ”

"There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone. ”

"I know that it's not snow, because there is a dark fragrance!"

Wang Xiaonian picked up the rice paper on the table, shook his head, and slowly read out the poems written on it, although the voice fell, the charm lasted forever, and the scholars in the audience were stunned, and their eyes were extremely bright, full of admiration.

"This Jingyue prodigy...... It's amazing!"

"There are a few plums in the corner, Ling Han opens alone, this 'Ling Han' and 'alone' are used well, they all say that Mei symbolizes noble character among the four gentlemen, and the artistic conception of these two sentences is above the son of Nalan. ”

In particular, the word 'dark incense' is a spiritual language, and the person who can come up with this poem is really a ghost, which is enough to make people marvel and be convinced. ”

"This Wang Xiaonian was born in the local state capital, and he is not a person from Beijing, and he has not been taught by so many teachers and Confucians, but judging from the quality of this poem, he really deserves to be a prodigy, not my generation can compare!"

......

At this moment, everyone's hearts were mixed, if this Wang Xiaonian was the same age as them, it would be fine, but he was only eight or nine years old, but the poems he wrote surpassed the many scholars present, which was enough to shame everyone.

Let the crowd not know whether to praise him or envy him.

"Good poetry! It is rare to have such attainments at such a young age. Say, what reward do you want the mourning family to give you?"

The Queen Mother leaned forward slightly, looking at Wang Xiaonian in the distance, her voice was extremely soft.

"Queen Mother, the students don't want any rewards, they just hope that the Queen Mother can give them the gift and let the students ride the green cow in. ”

"The student doesn't understand, since the horse can enter, why can't my green cow?"

Wang Xiaonian straightened his waist and said with a straight face.

Hearing these words, all the scholars in the deer park who were originally amazed by Wang Xiaonian's talent suddenly burst into laughter.

A child is a child, and when he can get a royal reward, he actually thinks about his green cow.

Not to mention the scholars, even the queen mother on the throne couldn't help but laugh and laughed.

"What's so ridiculous?"

Wang Xiaonian glanced at the surrounding scholars at this time, and then looked at the Queen Mother on the throne:

"The Queen Mother also knows that I was born with a naked horn to hang books, and when the green cow is not there, my talent will be reduced by half, otherwise my poems will be better!"

After saying the last sentence, Wang Xiaonian's expression was extremely proud, and the laughter around him suddenly subsided, and they were silent, one by one.

Born with a crown?

Without the blessing of the crown, he can make poems of this quality, and if his horn hanging book plays a role, wouldn't the poems written be of higher quality?

However, the queen mother on the throne looked at Wang Xiaonian, and a doting smile appeared at the corner of her mouth:

"Okay, the mourning family promises you, in the future, inside and outside the palace, you will be allowed privileges, no matter where you go, you can ride your green ox, and no one is allowed to stop you. ”

"Of course, the fairy realm gold stone, like other rewards, will have to wait until everyone has finished writing the poem, but the matter of the green cow is only allowed to you alone. ”

"Thank you, Queen Mother!"

Wang Xiaonian bowed and said, finally showing a smile on his slightly childish face.

After finishing a poem, just when everyone thought that Wang Xiaonian would sit down silently like Nalan Gongzi, unexpectedly, Wang Xiaonian flicked his sleeves, suddenly left his seat and walked in another direction.

"What is he doing here?"

Everyone was amazed, the Queen Mother was present, Wang Xiaonian's actions were quite reckless and rude.

However, in contrast, what everyone was most curious about was what he wanted to do, in fact, even the Empress Dowager of Great Shang on the throne noticed Wang Xiaonian's strange behavior, and her eyes involuntarily moved with him, not to mention others.

"We're meeting again!"

Unexpectedly, a moment later, in front of Chen Shaojun's white jade table, Wang Xiaonian stopped, and in an instant, Chen Shaojun, who originally just wanted to write poetry quietly, also became the focus of attention of the audience.

"Who is this person, and what is Wang Xiaonian looking for him?"

"Isn't this the person who humiliated Xie Chuan before?

Everyone looked at each other, confused.

Although the time for this Jingyue prodigy to come to Beijing is still short, everyone knows that although this Wang Xiaonian is young, his temperament is very arrogant, and many sons of big families in Beijing have handed over posts, gifts, and asked people to pass on the word, wanting to make friends with him, but all of them were disdained by him, and the gifts he gave were also returned one by one, and a humiliating letter was returned, which made the other party very faceless.

But now, he actually took the initiative to walk over and meet with another scholar, and the two sides looked relatively familiar, which completely overturned everyone's cognition and made everyone have a strong curiosity about Chen Shaojun.

"The two of them know each other?"

Even the Empress Dowager of Great Shang on the throne was confused.

Others don't know the details of Chen Shaojun, but the Queen Mother does, after all, she personally invited this one.

However, the two people who are at odds with each other, and it seems that the eight poles can't fight together, can't help but make her a little curious.

"Hmm. ”

Seeing Wang Xiaonian standing in front of him, looking unkind, Chen Shaojun nodded slightly, which was a response.

"Chen Shaojun, don't be too complacent, let me ask you, do you look down on me?"

Wang Xiaonian was furious.

"Huh?"

Chen Shaojun was stunned for a moment:

"Where do you start?"

"Then let me ask you, when I first came in, why didn't you even look at me when I didn't exist?

Wang Xiaonian's face was displeased:

"Hmph, don't think I don't know! But I won't tell anyone else about Wen Shu, don't think I'll help you let others know about this!"

When it came to the four words of Dianhua Wenshu, Wang Xiaonian deliberately lowered his voice.

"What?"

Chen Shaojun was stunned at first, then understood something, and laughed dumbly.

After doing it for a long time, Wang Xiaonian was always obsessed with the fact that he lit the Wenshu in the Temple of Literature, and even thought that he didn't greet him before because of arrogance and underestimated him.

A child is a child, and although the poems he writes are amazing, his heart has not changed.

But the sky can see it, he really just didn't see it, or didn't pay attention, and he didn't mean to underestimate him at all.

"You think too much, if I want to be famous, I won't walk away at that time, I just need to show what Wen Shu gave me to a few great Confucian masters, and I don't need your help at all. ”

Chen Shaojun said lightly.

"You really got it!"

Hearing this, Wang Xiaonian's pupils suddenly shrank, and there was a trace of deep jealousy in his eyes.

Chen Shaojun nodded, this is not a secret, Wang Xiaonian is afraid that he knows better than he knows.

"Also, there's one more thing you're wrong about, I really just didn't see it. ”

Chen Shaojun continued.

"You still say!"

Wang Xiaonian was furious when he heard this, and he was even more angry:

"This snow viewing conference, I want to see what kind of poems you can make. ”

After saying this, Wang Xiaonian flicked his sleeves, and immediately became angry, brushed his sleeves away, and returned to his seat.

Chen Shaojun's expression was as usual, and he didn't seem to have changed in the slightest, but all the scholars around him looked at him deeply, and they all remembered this white-clothed young man outside the Wenhua list.

"Alright, alright, everybody continue!"

At this time, the voice of the brocade-clothed eunuch on the high platform sounded, others didn't know, but he knew that these two were the people that the Queen Mother liked.

There was a bang, time flowed, and the crowd quickly regained its calm.

Although Wang Xiaonian showed amazing talent, it also stimulated the competitiveness of everyone's hearts, and no one wanted to admit that he was not as good as an eight or nine-year-old child.

Next, more poems began to appear, and articles of every word and word of pearl continued to emerge, and even a few articles of even the words were splendid.

The fierce competition in Wendao was undoubtedly revealed again, and even Wang Xiaonian faintly felt some pressure, let alone others.

"Time is running out, hasn't Brother Shaojun started writing yet?"

Wei Zhen glanced not far away, secretly anxious in her heart.

There is a time limit for composing poems, and the snow appreciation conference, the queen mother can not stay there all the time, and the queen mother will go to the court to meet the ministers for a while, and at the same time participate in presiding over the winter ceremony, a pillar of incense is the time limit.

But now, even the pillar of incense was about to burn out, but Chen Shaojun was still sitting there, his head down, calmly, and grinding the ink strips carefully.

There are so many people at the snow viewing conference, and now he still has a few people who haven't finished writing.

The point is that the others still look more or less anxious, but Chen Shaojun doesn't mean to be nervous at all, not only that, Chen Shaojun also raised his head, not knowing if he was looking at Mei or thinking about something else.

"Ladies and gentlemen, time is running out, and the rules of the snow appreciation conference, if they have not been made after a pillar of incense is burned, it will be regarded as abstention!"

At this moment, the brocade-clothed eunuch beside the Queen Mother spoke, and his gaze slowly swept over the people around him.

In an instant, the atmosphere changed abruptly.

"Hmph, I thought you were so good, but that's it?"

In the distance, Wang Xiaonian looked in the direction of Chen Shaojun, his eyes full of sarcasm.

Chen Shaojun still didn't move, and Wei Zhen suddenly became more and more anxious.

Seeing that a pillar of incense was about to be completely burned out, at this time-

"Boom!"

Without the slightest warning, a dazzling golden light was like thunder, suddenly rising into the sky, and Wang Xiaonian's splendid article was different, that golden light was much thicker, and it was much more magnificent. And the golden light is not only six or seven zhang, but penetrates the heavens and the earth, and shocks the sky.

At that moment, the dazzling light reflected the entire deer park into a golden day.