As soon as Gong Jian said this, the eyes of Gong Yu and Zhao Rong lit up. Gong Yu immediately started, searching in his mind for places they hadn't been to before, but they still wanted to visit.

But before Gong Yu could figure out the specific location, Zhao Rong had already asked with some excitement: "Gong, Brother Gong, are you going to travel with us?

Hearing Zhao Rong mention the matter of the literary meeting, Gong Yu remembered that in the past, after the annual examination, a large number of candidates would not return to their hometowns soon, and during the period before the list came out, candidates would often go out of the room and participate in various social gatherings. These few days are the climax of these readers' communication.

If Zhao Rong hadn't mentioned this matter, Gong Yu would have almost forgotten about it, after all, before the exam, his eldest brother had never thought about it, and he had any communication with those candidates who participated in the lifting exam.

So before, he had forgotten about this matter, but now that Zhao Rong mentioned it, Gong Yu was also a little unsure, would the eldest brother participate in those people's literary meetings?

In any case, these people have the same identity as the eldest brother, and it will be helpful for the eldest brother to participate in more literary meetings and get to know some candidates who may be successful.

So now not only Zhao Rong looked at Gong Jian suspiciously, but even Gong Yu had already turned his head and waited for Gong Jian's answer.

And seeing the two of them once again, with the same expression, Gong Jian couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it seems that the little friend newly met by his second brother is really heart-to-heart with him. Look at how many times these two people have had the same expression in this short period of time from just now to now.

felt funny in his heart, but Gong Jian didn't show it on his face. He is still very happy that his second brother can find a good friend who is in love.

Of course, Gong Jian also knows about the literary meeting, but what he is most impatient with is that he participates in this kind of boring literary meeting with those sour readers.

Thinking of the talents he met in the county school before, and his usual speech and demeanor, Gong Jian felt that those literary meetings were purely a waste of time. He waved his hand and said neatly: "I don't like to participate in those people's literary meetings, and I always feel that instead of discussing the scriptures and historical classics with them, it is better to read the books of the sages several times at home."

It can't be said that Gong Jian is working behind closed doors, in fact, when those literati get together, they often talk more about those stormy nights. As for the real learning, these literati did not know that there was geometric ink in their hearts, but in short, the matter of literati being contemptuous was the most common among these people, so how could it be discussed.

No matter how they pretend on the surface, in fact, everyone looks like they don't have much ink in their stomachs, but look down on the people around them. After going to the Wenhui once, Gong Jian would never attend these people's gatherings again.

Besides, the purpose of his participation in the imperial examination is not to be an official career at all, so it is not important to him at all to communicate with these people to pull down the relationship and lay the foundation for the future officialdom.

After hearing Gong Jian's answer, Gong Yu was completely relieved, but instead thought carefully about what he was looking for just now, which famous spot to go to first is the most important.

But Zhao Rong's mind is not as simple as him, on the one hand, he admires it very much, Gong Jian can directly say that he doesn't like those literati's literary associations, such a true temperament makes him identify with this palace brother even more in his heart.

On the other hand, he thought of his old gentleman. His gentleman also talked about the literary meetings he attended. In his mouth, the Nawen Society is not a simple gathering, but a representative of identity. Being able to participate in a cultural meeting of a specific group of people is in itself a proof of identity and an affirmation of one's knowledge.

So now, Zhao Rong is a little entangled in his heart, and he doesn't know what this so-called literati literary meeting looks like. But he also knew in his heart that with his talent for reading, it was impossible for him to participate in this kind of literary meeting one day.

Maybe it was because he saw the point in Zhao Rong's heart, a little stunned, Gong Jian smiled and said to him: "What, little brother Zhao Rong, are you more interested in this kind of text?"

Hearing Brother Gong open his mouth to ask himself, Zhao Rong hurriedly became nervous, and replied cautiously: "Well, Brother Gong is like this, I have never participated in this kind of cultural meeting, so I don't know what will happen at the literary meeting, and I will inevitably be a little curious." ”

Regarding Zhao Rong's answer, Gong Jian also felt excusable. After all, at their age, it is inevitable that they will still have this interest and longing for these cultural associations. However, his second brother had persuaded himself to communicate more with these readers, but why didn't he say a word today?

He turned his head to look at Gong Yu, but found that the second brother had already thought about other things and didn't pay much attention to the conversation on their side.

Gong Jian thought about it in his heart, and he also understood that his second brother was probably already thinking about what he said just now, thinking about where to go to play in the next few days. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but reach out and touch Gong Yu's arm, pulling him out of his thoughts.

Gong Yu, who was interrupted from his thoughts, blinked, and looked at his eldest brother innocently, not knowing what the eldest brother had to say to himself.

Seeing that Gong Jian had already smiled and explained: "I think you two have not been to this kind of cultural meeting, will you be curious about this kind of meeting? If you are both interested, I can take you to a few such cultural meetings." ”

After hearing Gong Jian's words, the expressions of Zhao Rong and Gong Yu were completely different this time. Zhao Rong is face was full of excitement, he had grown so big, he had never participated in the literati's literary meeting. Before, the old gentleman was only responsible for his enlightenment alone, and he didn't even have a classmate. Not to mention communicating with his peers, even he has a daily teaching conversation with the old gentleman, most of which he finds difficult for him to understand.

But now that he heard something, this palace brother actually said that he would take him to the cultural meeting, how could this not make Zhao Rong feel excited. You must know that Brother Gong is famous for his talents, and the literary meeting he participated in will not be a simple random gathering of scholars without fame.

And to be able to participate in such a high-level cultural meeting, Zhao Rong was of course excited. If he participates in the literary meeting, then when he goes home, will he and his old husband have more common topics.