On the second day of the spring examination of Bailu Academy, the streets of Qingzhou City were crowded with scholars, either carrying guqins or holding dong flutes, a few exaggerated people carrying war drums and swaggering into the market, and even more wealthy scholars ordered more than a dozen small servants to carry a complete set of chimes towards Bailu Academy.

The blacksmith put down his hammer, the cook, who was stir-frying, didn't even know that the pot was burned, and the roadside vendor stopped shouting, and looked intently at all the strange things in the street.

Today is the day of the White Deer Academy's ritual and music debate, except for the talent of expounding the scriptures and asking the Tao, the rest of the abilities are still proficient. This so-called ritual music is not just a sound, but can be emotional. The so-called argument is not a shrew scolding the street, but a convincing person after quoting scriptures.

Bailu Academy has been unable to raise its head in the literary world of Longguo for decades, because it is hoped that the people selected to go to the capital can hold up the façade, and they will not fall behind in poetry, books, etiquette, arguments and other places.

Qin Chuan put the suona into the cloth bag, and ordinary people couldn't guess what it was. took off his padded jacket and put on a few close-fitting clothes to find Shen Lingqiu, don't look at Qin Chuan, although he is young, he looks quite tasteful in the spring shirt of a scholar.

Shen Lingqiu had already finished dressing up, and today she was wearing a goose-yellow satin robe, a white silk embroidered spring shirt inside, and small black boots made of deerskin on her feet.

"Let's go, it's not early, we have to leave early. Qin Chuan stabilized his mind and said to Shen Lingqiu.

Aunt Zhi came out first with the guqin, glared at Qin Chuan but didn't speak, and after Shen Lingqiu came out, the three of them joined Guan Lang and walked out of the Tongfu Inn.

When they walked to the street, Qin Chuan and the others all opened their eyes wide, and for a while they felt that the music team of Chun Manyuan was back, and the street was full of people with musical instruments, and many strange things that Qin Chuan had never even seen, so Qin Chuan touched the suona in his cloth bag, and he didn't know if this kind of thing could be on the elegant hall.

Several people walked towards the door of the White Deer Academy, this time the guards were stricter than before, from time to time to check whether there were swords and other things hidden in the musical instruments, tossing for a long time past the heavy gate, and followed the crowd to a meadow.

I saw the rockery flowing water here, there are a lot of wine glasses floating on it, and the cloth curtain is hung around it, if there is anyone who is poetic, you can leave ink treasures and other things here to your heart's content. It is said that this song of water was the first to be circulated in the White Deer Academy, and for a while, the readers of the Long Kingdom were following suit, but with the decline of the White Deer Academy, this song of the water flow gradually disappeared in the Long Kingdom.

It's just that I saw a few high-rise buildings of Bailu Academy elsewhere before, but now after I came in, I felt that it was unremarkable, except for some towering, there was nothing special, if it wasn't for Qin Chuan knowing that they were connected into a magic circle, he wouldn't be able to see a name when he came here.

When the servants and servants put down the things of the lord's house, they left the meadow. Qin Chuan casually found a place to sit down, looked around at the scholar, but he hadn't seen Meng Qing for a long time, so he asked Guan Lang with some doubts: "Where did this Meng Qing go, and he didn't even appear in Lile to argue?"

Guan Lang said quite smugly: "Hey, you don't know anything, right? If you want to enter the White Deer Academy, you only need to ask through yesterday's discourse, the scholars who come here are all going to the top three of the White Deer Academy, not to mention the money that can win the state guard, this glory alone is enough for the major families to face it." Although the people of Qingzhou are fierce, they have great respect for the scholarly family. ”

Qin Chuan looked at Guan Lang, who was holding a hole flute in his hand, and couldn't help but ask jokingly: "The scholars present are all holding strange things, as long as they can make a sound, then the teachers in Qingzhou City will feel that they have a lot of skills, you are holding a common hole flute, can you blow out a flower?"

Guan Lang disagreed: "The so-called practice makes perfect, if you wait and look at yourself, your jaw will definitely drop." ”

Qin Chuan turned his head and saw Shen Lingqiu holding the guqin wrapped in silk, and saw that the guqin was about two and a half feet long, it should be an eight-string guqin, in the ancient book it was said that this kind of guqin disappeared after the Battle of the Hundred Kingdoms, and there were very few people who had seen it in Longguo, and I didn't expect to meet it in Bailu Academy, so it was still in the hands of a woman, it seems that today's teaching is blessed.

While the crowd was chattering, a group of people came from the rockery, listening to the whispers of the people next to them, it seemed that the stewards and teachers of Bailu Academy were coming. It is said that the dean of the White Deer Academy who took office is very mysterious, and few people have seen his true face, even the teaching who has been in the White Deer Academy for decades has only heard of his name, but he has never really seen the real person, so the scholars in Qingzhou City don't even know who the White Deer Academy is.

Ten years ago, the dean of the White Deer Academy disappeared after returning from the capital for some reason, as if he had evaporated from the world. After that, several teachers who knew who the dean of Bailu Academy was, also left Qingzhou City one after another. In desperation, the former state guard of Qingzhou City appointed a highly respected teacher as the manager, so that the tepid Bailu Academy could survive.

At this moment, he stood on the grass, looked at hundreds of scholars with musical instruments and smiled: "Qingzhou has a prevalent literary style since ancient times, and it is quite famous in the Long Kingdom. Even a toddler can recite a few lines of poetry and hum a few tunes. Now there are more talents in the country, each leading the way for hundreds of years, the good sons and daughters of Qingzhou, prepare for the good life later, don't let the old man look down on you. ”

Looking at the appearance of this old man, it should be Han Cangzi, the steward of Bailu Academy, it is said that this person is good at music and rhythm, and knows hundreds of musical instruments. In the Longguo at that time, there was the name of Nanxu and North Korea, that is, there was Xu Mingjian in the south, and Han Cangzi of the White Deer Academy in Qingzhou City in the north, these two people were summoned by the sage, and played opposite each other in the capital for three days and three nights, none of which was repeated, which became a beautiful talk in the capital at that time. It's just that after Han Cangzi returned to Qingzhou City, no one ever saw him play a musical instrument again.

The scholar waiting next to him moved dozens of chairs at this moment, and several teachers sat in turn. At this time, a teacher took the roster and said to the following: "Qingzhou City, Zhang Hengshan of Zhangfu." ”

I saw a young man suddenly get up, at this moment he is suave, with a green jade hanging on his body, a spring shirt is obviously not ordinary, and there is embroidery on the chest. Zhangfu is the scholarly family of Qingzhou City, and each generation has a descendant who has entered Bailu Academy, and it has been three generations for a long time.

I saw Zhang Hengshan walking over with a musical instrument, and the people next to him were surprised: "This is ...... Gong Hou?"

"Yes, it is said that this is a musical instrument on the temple of the previous dynasty, but few people are proficient in it, looking at Zhang Hengshan's appearance, his skill must be not shallow. Another reader with a flute said.

Seeing that the words did not fall, Zhang Hengshan began to play, his voice was majestic, but it was very charming, and the readers below applauded, and even Han Cangzi nodded frequently.

After Zhang Hengshan stepped down, Jiao Xi took out the roster and said, "Ningzhou, Shen Lingqiu." ”

After Shen Lingqiu heard this, he opened the silk bag in his hand, and the person next to him couldn't help but open his mouth wide when he saw it.