The harvest festival is coming in a blink of an eye.

Although the crops were not harvested, Wenhuilou still sent out a post gathering literati and a gilded post, and Ji Jia also had a copy.

And now, Ji Jia and Qi Mo are in the private room on the second floor of Wenhui Building, playing with a jade pendant in the palm of their hands, Ji Jia is smiling a little...... Playful, in the hall outside, Ji Qian really did not disappoint him, and sang one of the representative masterpieces of the poet fairy Li Bai, "Will Enter the Wine".

The hall was full of applause for a while, and the voice praised by the private room next to him was so familiar, it was Nangong Jiu and Nangong Zhang.

Qi Mo raised his eyebrows and looked at Ji Jia, a little surprised, "You brother, your writing is so good, this work can be passed on." Then Qi Mo frowned and asked Ji Jia, "I'm not good at writing and ink, so I can't beat him...... Is Jia Jia Ke sure to win this work? ”

Ji Jia shook his head honestly, "No." ”

Qi Mo was stunned for a moment, and Ji Jia couldn't help but laugh with a rare stupid look, "Look at you bear-like, even if there is no better poem than this, don't I have any other way?" ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Qi Mo, hooking the cunning look at the corners of his lips, and the curvature of the flying tails of his eyes made Qi Mo's heart soft. With a chuckle, Qi Mo followed Ji Jia to the window, and the two stood side by side, looking at each other and smiling, they both understood each other's thoughts in their hearts, and they had a very tacit understanding.

A piece of praise and whispered discussion of the beauty of the sentences, such praise made Ji Qian happy, but he was still cautious, he knew that if there was still someone who did not appear, he would not be considered a victory.

Ji Qian was very conflicted in his heart, he was looking forward to the confrontation with Ji Jia in his heart, but he was also faintly afraid in his heart, but he felt that since he made this poem, among the several poems prepared for him by the system, he felt that it was the best. When he was in high school, he learned a lot of poetry, but after a few years, the most memorable one is undoubtedly this majestic "Will Enter the Wine", Ji Qian felt that Ji Jia could not beat this poem no matter how much he could.

While looking forward to Ji Jia's appearance, he was ashamed after hearing his poem, and on the other hand, he hoped that Ji Jia would not appear, so that he could enjoy the praise so calmly and be appreciated by the big people, so as not to cause any changes.

However, before Ji Qian could taste the complex taste of this, he heard a mocking laughter, which was very eye-catching and piercing in the hall of Wenhui Building, which was full of praise, and it was harsh, almost making Ji Qian feel a sharp tinnitus again.

That voice, he would never hear it wrong—it was Ji Jia.

"Oh, I have always asked Brother Ji to fall asleep, and the article is gorgeous and wide-ranging, and the poems and songs I have made can be admired by future generations, either magnificent or magnificent. The sages entered a dream and created a great writer - this is really just a dreamland, or are these works originally ......" Ji Jia stopped his conjecture in a timely manner and gave people room to make up for their brains, "I also heard that in the Wenhui Building, there are all talents, the whole country, and the reputation is resounding, and even children are singing, this is the credit of the Wenmo Conference." Talents who are well-known all over the world and help the world; Virtue has crossed the five continents, and he has become the pillar of the society - is this really the case? Ji Jia stood by the window, "I came into the building, what I saw and heard, the articles were all flashy, a group of scholars and carving insects, they didn't know anything about the lives of the people, and the rhetoric was the best in the world." Dare to compare himself with Kongqiu and King Chen, and Yelang should also have a Cheng dù, which is really amazing...... Sit up and take notice. ”

As soon as these words came out, the birds were silent.

Nangong Zhang also heard that it was Ji Jia, touched his chin, showed an interesting smile, put away his appreciation, and calmly listened to the movement outside, what he needed was a person with talents, not a person who only worked on the article.

On the other side, Nangong Jiu frowned fiercely, very upset in his heart, but he didn't immediately refute Ji Jia.

Silence is only a moment's work, being slapped in the face naked like this, the literati below is estimated to be the first time, just like a fierce tiger, the first time someone strokes his beard, it is estimated that he will be a little unable to react.

But once you come back to your senses, it's a vicious backlash.

Ji Qian lowered his eyelids and covered the smugness that flashed in his eyes, Ji Jia! You are so stupid! It's okay to suppress him alone, but Ji Jia is unexpected! Ji Qian could barely suppress the ecstasy in his heart, making his hands in his wide sleeves tremble a little-offended the entire literati group! Even the Son of Heaven wouldn't dare! Ji Jia, he's going to be finished! He's going to be done!

What a beautiful thing, Ji Qian pursed his lips and suppressed his smile, today, he is going to trample Ji Jia under his feet, so that he can no longer raise his head!

"Who is Your Excellency! It's too much of a deception, isn't it? One of them shouted at the private room where Ji Jia was, "Why are you sneaky and refuse to see it for the real day?" If it's not a rat, can you dare to open the window and compete? ”

Ji Jia laughed again, glanced at Qi Mo, Qi Mo flashed to the side, Ji Jia pushed open the window, the corners of his mouth smiled, but the words he said were not as friendly as his smile at all, "A careful person is a gentleman's belly." Since I have come, I dare to speak, but why do I not dare to open the window? As for the contest, I have already said that no one can match you in rhetoric, and I can't compare. ”

Another person raised his eyes angrily and glared at Ji Jiadao, "The erector is rude!" If you say that we know nothing about the lives of the people, I will tell you. Since the founding of the country and the governance of the country, I have worked hard to make the country prosperous, and after years of hard work, I have worked hard to level the world - there are no corrupt officials and corrupt officials, and there are no treacherous villains. ”

"Hehe, you know a lot, but you don't know more." Ji Jia arched his hand, the angry middle-aged man rolled his eyes, and Ji Jia continued, "Outside the Yumen Pass, the thieves are raging, and the West Liang is reckless, so that the cultivated land outside the pass is wasted, the famine is rampant, the people are not in good clothes, and the people are not happy!" Ignoring the national events outside the window, only reading the dead books of the sages in the book cabinet, working behind closed doors, and only the size of your fingers in your eyes, such a major event in the world, but you turn a blind eye, and you dare to be ugly. ”

"Listen to what you say, what you say is very big, and you may not really be learned." Another scholar stood up, compared with the previous two, he seemed much calmer, "I Daewoo has strict laws, one heart, a strong army, and defends the country." As for Hu Qi's southward raids, there are ancient times. Do you have any high opinions on the way to govern the country? ”

"When the people are fed, the world is the world." Ji Jia blinked, "With the frontier, build national defense, and take a firm stand; In the agricultural center of the Central Plains, water conservancy was built, and canals were opened to solve the scourge of drought and flood; With the court, purge the government and the opposition, improve the investigation, take the exam, don't use some mediocre people who are not diligent and have no mastermind. ”

The crowd below was the sound of breathing in again.

Although Ji Jia's words are annoying, there are some things worth reflecting on, and some people are already thinking about it carefully.

Nangong Zhang, who was in the Accord on the side, nodded frequently, he had already felt that it was really inconvenient to check talents, but if he took the exam, it was too bold, and the key interests involved were very wide-ranging, and he needed to think about it in the long run, and he must succeed in the first battle, otherwise he would die if he was unable to succeed.

"Hmph, the reeds on the wall are top-heavy and shallow; Bamboo shoots in the mountains, sharp teeth and a hollow belly! Another person stood up angrily, "I'm waiting for the Wenmo Conference, are you letting this yellow-haired boy go wild here!" Wenmo Conference, friends with Wen, you don't have any Wenmo in your chest, you should be ashamed to go home from here, and dare to say such rampant words here! ”

Ji Jia looked over when he heard this, and the person was close to not being confused, with a gloomy and unhappy face, Ji Jia couldn't help laughing.

This person's surname is Kong, it is a veritable drop of the book bag, originally his poems should be the leader, he was very dissatisfied with Ji Qian's birth, and now he has appeared, which may disturb the conference, so that he can't even get the second, so he naturally gave up his prejudice against Ji Qian and turned to deal with himself.

When Ji Qian heard the man say that, he also quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was glad that someone could pull back the topic that had gone astray, Ji Jia was the most eloquent, good at sophistry, and wanted to debate, and he and many people below were definitely not his opponents.

But when it comes to composing poems and lyrics, the ten Ji Jia are not as good as one of his systems.

Although others don't know his relationship with Ji Jia, but thinking that the six princes are present, there may be other big people hidden in the secret, and the relationship between him and Ji Jia can't be hidden at all, Ji Qian feels that he should say something, at least not to waste his efforts in the past two months, and ruin the good image he has created.

In this case, if he kindly reminds Ji Jia, even if he doesn't show his relationship with him, he will be benevolent and righteous, who will let Ji Jia not know whether he is alive or dead.

Ji Qian nodded, can't you just do it with face work?

"This brother, I think what Brother Kong said is reasonable," Ji Qian made a contemplative thought for a long time before making a decision, "Wenmolou originally met friends with literature, Brother Tai has a big mind, which is admirable, and he is not an unlearned person, why don't you compose a poem about it, or Brother Tai will share the classics for me and others?" ”

This is said beautifully, not only showing that he is broad-minded, but the other party is narrow-minded, after all, the direct cause of the matter is caused by his heroic poems, and he was sarcastically ridiculed by Ji Jia, and now he said this, he made a name for himself again, said that he was educated, and at the same time forced Ji Jia to a margin.

Qi Mo squeezed his eyebrows at Ji Jia on the side, Ji Jia glanced at him, then evoked a provocative smile, stepped back slightly, let Qi Mo step forward, and made a threatening gesture of clenching his fists, since Qi Mo was going to be at this time, then Qi Mo naturally had his own ideas.

Let's listen to what Qi Mo has to say first.

Qi Mo looked at Ji Jia's smile, his eyes were in a trance for a moment, such a radiant Ji Jia, he couldn't take his eyes off his eyes, couldn't open his eyes, and couldn't wait to hold him in his arms and kiss his eyebrows, so he wanted to press him under him...... Qi Mo was shocked. Shaking his head violently, he threw that thought out of his mind, showed the fox smile he had always had, and walked to the place where Ji Jia was standing before.

"I never rack my brains, search my stomach to write Chinese poems, and I don't do those studies that search for chapters and sentences and quote scriptures," Qi Mo smiled lightly, answering Ji Qian's question on behalf of Ji Jia, and at the same time glanced at Ji Qian and all the people below with contempt, "That's what pedantic nerds love to do, what does it have to do with Xingbang?" Since ancient times, how many of the great sages have left behind masterpieces? Shun was originally a farmer, Fu said that he was just a craftsman who built walls at the beginning, Jiao Qian used to be a pawn of fish and salt sellers, Guan Yiwu was a sinner in prison, Jiang Ziya was a fisherman, Baili Xi, Yin Yi and others were even slaves, as for the later generations of Zhang Liang and Chen Ping, they all had the talent to help the universe, and I have not heard of what classics they have cured and passed on what eternal poems. On the other hand, those generations of writers, such as Sima Xiangru, Yang Xiong and others, have been famous for a while, and what credit does they have for being in Jiangshan Sheji? Qi Mo said and laughed, with some ironic emotion, "It's a pity that these scholars now, open their mouths to the classics, close their mouths to the ancient teachings, busy all day long between the pen and inkstone, all day long thinking about making famous poems, so as to soar into the sky and make a blockbuster, I think you will only dance and ink!" ”

"You! ......" The eyes of the surnamed Kong turned white, and Ji Qian's face was like a snowflake, becoming snow-white.

This pause, the literati who were excited again, and when they were about to refute, they only listened to Ji Jiadao, "Not only that. Confucianism to this generation, has been considered a fall, specializing in pen and ink articles, only carved insect subtotals, can be described as youth endowment, Hao head poor scriptures, although there are a thousand words in the pen and there is no strategy in the heart, rhetorical endowment, ability to ascend to the sky, such a person, is the day of ten thousand words and there is merit? That's it, Yun Huan, you and I might as well think that we didn't go through this experience, Wenmo Conference, but Er'er. ”

The people below were even more red-faced, embarrassed and indignant. But when he heard that the other person turned out to be the famous side by side king, he could only watch the other party stride away, and made a note in his heart for Qi Mo.

After Qi Mo and Ji Jia left, there was a sound of slapping and laughing in a private room, and after a while, a handsome man followed and left, without looking at Ji Qian when he left, Ji Qian was shocked in his heart, it was the third prince.

After a while, the six princes also left, and when they left, they glanced at Ji Qian quite complicatedly, Ji Qian felt bad, thinking back to what Ji Jia said, he first began to say that each of his articles was a masterpiece, but he was only guided by the sages in his dreams, but the authenticity of them was doubtful - after all, he had no talent before, and there was no way to verify whether these excellent works were made by him or by the sages who dreamed.

At the last moment, he emphasized that his talent is just a worthless scholar carving worm, without the slightest opinion, and only making some good-looking articles - Ji Jia is going to ruin his future!

After figuring out Ji Jia's intentions, Ji Qian was extremely anxious, and he couldn't wait to immediately grab the people on the side and ask them what they thought of him.

Looking at the people around him in a blink of an eye, they were all like eggplants that had been frosted, Ji Qian was a little relieved in his heart, of course, what people were most concerned about was himself, maybe his affairs were not noticed by these strangers...... He still has a chance, a chance to build his own momentum!

Adjusting his facial expression, Ji Qian was about to incite the people around him, ignore the episode just now, and hold the Wenmo Conference to the end, when suddenly a person walked out of the second floor, Ji Qian recognized him, he was really the boss of Wenhui Building, the middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt who welcomed them into the building, Ji Qian had a very bad premonition in his heart, and secretly calmed himself, so he did not lose his temper.

Sure enough, the man was full of apologies, said something to show his great disappointment, and announced the end of this year's Wenmo Conference, and then ignored the anger and dissatisfaction of the people below - they are almost all Hanshi, and the termination of the Wenmo Conference means that they have been busy all year in vain this year!

There were all voices of complaining and dissatisfaction, Ji Qian only felt that he was in a cold sweat, it seemed that the people next to him were all laughing at him, laughing at his literary talent was stolen, and even if he was good at writing, he was also a straw bag, from the leader who everyone looked up to in an instant to the object of ridicule and sarcasm, and the inorganic prompt sound of the system sounded in his head, [The host's mental state is very dangerous, very dangerous, please stop imagining immediately], so that Ji Qian's ears sounded with a buzz, Ji Qian finally covered his ears and rushed out of Wenhui Building with a shout.

A few people behind him showed a mocking smile, it really can't be fake, it can't be fake, so it's not true, I'm afraid it's not true.

And a few other scholars dressed in shabby clothes left the crowd quietly-the things ordered by the young master have been done, that is, they just say some cool words, which is very easy to do-the second young master is also unbearing, but he can't stand it anymore.

***

The moon and stars are scarce, and there is a trace of unextinguished fire clouds in the sky, reflecting the bluestone paved road, cool and quiet.

Ji Jia and Qi Mo walked on this road one after the other, and at the end of the road was the Guogong Mansion, Qi Mo said that he was afraid that it would not be safe for Ji Jia to go back alone, so he insisted on sending him.

After today, presumably the two of them will become famous.

Although Ji Jia is Qi Yao's closed disciple, there are many people who know about this matter, and Qi Mo is really eye-catching, before in Wenhui Building, because he was in a private room and there was a problem with lighting, no one found out Qi Mo's identity for the first time.

Ji Jia walked in front, in a good mood, and his steps were brisk.

At this point, there is no place to worry about the Wenmo Conference - if it continues to be held, people will doubt the authenticity of Ji Qian's poems because of his words, and Ji Qian has no way to prove his ability, and he takes out Chinese poems one after another to try to redeem them? Just kidding, even if you are a real writer, it is impossible to keep your thoughts flowing and inexhaustible. If you don't refute it, then you will be even more strict, and what a shameless person you should be if you take the works of the sages as your own!

However, if those literati still have the slightest bit of energy, this literary and ink conference will not be able to continue, and they will all be said to be able to dance and write ink, and they will definitely toss something, such as verbal criticism and writing of Qi Mo or something.

Ji Qian can't soar into the sky anymore, the big trouble in his heart is gone, how can Ji Jia be unhappy?

Qi Mo followed behind, looking at Ji Jia's back, his flying hair, as if it was like a breeze caressing his heart, making his heart itch, Qi Mo's eyes turned, and he suddenly stepped forward in a few steps and grabbed Ji Jia's hand.