Faced with the shocked and curious eyes of his new friends, Jia Hu had to admit that he was delighted.

"Does age matter?" He asked rhetorically.

A few shuddered, and said again and again that it didn't matter.

Zhou Ren said with a bitter face: "Could it be that you will study when you are born in your mother's womb?" My father said that if I had been enlightened earlier, I would have been on a par with you. After saying that, he lamented, "I started to enlighten when I was four years old!" I study hard every day, and there are people who are more ...... than me" Zhou Ren didn't know how to describe it.

Lin Li patted him on the shoulder in understanding.

Others comforted him.

Jia Hu was puzzled, and Sun Muge couldn't help but explain to him that Zhou Ren's father was also a scholar, and he was reluctant to go out of office like his grandfather, so Zhou Ren's grandfather had to pin his hopes on his grandchildren. Unfortunately, Zhou Ren is the only concubine of the long house, and compared to several cousins, his grandfather is extremely strict with Zhou Ren.

Zhou Ren always lamented why his father was reluctant to go out, so that there was one less person who always stared at him to study, and his grandfather would not be so demanding of himself.

It turned out that this was the case, Jia Hu understood, this was because he thought that he had suffered so much and was the best among the students, but he didn't expect that a guy who fought for talent suddenly ran out and suppressed him unconvinced.

Thinking of the sound of Jia Yu reading that he occasionally heard in his mother's belly, he found that he was really like this.

He secretly thought and said: "Brother Zhou was enlightened at the age of four, but as soon as I could speak, I began to memorize the three-character scripture. ”

Thinking that his talent could not be concealed, Jia Hu generously told them about his natural memory.

Not surprisingly, he got a lot of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Sun Muge said quite directly: "I really envy you." No wonder you've learned so much at your age. If I had the ability, I wouldn't have to spend most of my time endorsing books every day. ”

Sun Muge was very struggling with rote memorization, and several friends who knew him laughed good-naturedly.

Jia Hu also laughed rarely, and said, probably it is really God who can't see people perfectly, but he lacks a bit of aura more than ordinary people in poetry.

When he smiled, Zhou Ren was stunned.

Jia Hu was born with a raised lip, and if he didn't smile, he seemed to have a smile. Originally, Jia Hu was young, probably in order not to be looked down upon by others, he always looked calm, and rarely smiled.

Seeing Jia Hu look at him strangely, Zhou Ren coughed, quite embarrassed.

Jia Hu naturally didn't know that someone would look at his smile and look straight in the eyes. It's not that he doesn't laugh, it's just that it's hard to imagine that a character who is in the mall will be full of smiles and happy at little things. That's what happened to Jahu. His peers would be in high spirits for a rare holiday, and he only felt slightly relaxed. When I went out to play with my friends today, I didn't shout and express my excitement like Zhou Ren.

"Oh? The Hu brothers and the madrigal are really the opposite! Zhou Renxing, who came back to his senses, said excitedly, "The poems of pastoral songs are even good for my grandfather!" ”

When did I become Brother Hu again? Jia Hu was a little puzzled, he had always been called Brother Jia before.

Sometimes, people's friendship comes so inexplicably.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them walked closer, and Zhou Ren kept introducing Jinling scenery to him in his ear.

"Brother Hu, this is our destination, Linyuan Pavilion." Zhou Ren pointed to a teahouse standing on the street and said, "Linyuan Pavilion has a history of more than 100 years, and non-scholars can't enter, and those who come in for the first time have to leave ink treasures - I was allowed to go upstairs because I wrote a poem back then!" ”

When I went in, it turned out that the first floor was a hall, covering an extremely wide area, and dozens of screens divided the hall into more than a dozen small spaces, in which there were tables. Most of them are vacant, and a few people are either reading or painting, swaying freely, and they are surrounded by many scholars.

"Look! That's a poem written by a madrigal! Zhou Ren pointed to a piece of writing on the wall, and said quite proudly: "Only extremely outstanding poems, texts, characters, and paintings can be selected by the pavilion master and hung on the wall of this hall." ”

Jia Hu Dingqing took a look, it turned out that there were four high walls, and there were many calligraphy and paintings hanging on the high places. He couldn't help muttering: "The owner of this building is not afraid that these calligraphy and paintings will be hung here and ruined." ”

Lin Li happened to be beside him, and said with a gentle smile when he heard this: "These are all excellent brushwork in the past ten years, and some of them are priceless, and they are all upstairs." After thinking about it, he added: "It is said that the treasures of the town pavilion on the fifth floor are all collected by the first generation of pavilion masters, and there is a genuine work of Song Huizong that is not recorded in the history books. However, few people have the honor to go up to the fifth floor, and I don't know if this rumor is true. ”

"I'm afraid it's true," Sun Muge interjected, "I was invited to go up that year, and I saw Mr. Wenyi, a calligrapher and painter, excitedly circling around it!" ”

Mr. Wenyi's appraisal will not be wrong, Jia Hu is thoughtful, but he doesn't know how to go up to the fifth floor?

"As long as the Mobao you left behind is selected by the Pavilion Master when you come for the first time, you can have a chance to go up to the fifth floor, just like Brother Sun." Jia Hu unconsciously said his doubts, and Zhao Yi, who had always been like an invisible person, opened his golden mouth, "We only know this one method." ”

Seeing this, these people all coaxed Jia Hu to a table, and asked him to show a lot of strength, and Sun Muge even said: "If it wasn't the first time, there would be no chance to go up to the fifth floor!" ”

People who were looking up at the paintings and calligraphy under the wall gathered around, looking curiously at the child, who was at most a teenager.

An old scholar said with some disdain: "In these years, even children dare to come to the Yuan Pavilion to give it a try, it is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers." ”

Another young man who also wore a fan in the early spring was quite chilly and pretended to be amorous, said: "Those who have ambitions are not old and can be seen by Sun Dacai, who wrote 'plum blossom poems', are not far behind." ”

Everyone immediately talked about it.

When Sun Muge wrote the poem "Song of Plum Blossoms", he was less than ten years old, "one piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five, six, seven, □□ ten pieces; Thousands of pieces of countless pieces, flying into the plum blossoms are not seen. [Note 1] "This poem full of childlike fun and aura can be written by Sun Muge at that time.

When Jia Hu polished the ink and began to think about the arts and sciences, the discussion quickly subsided. Everyone held their breath and condensed, for fear of disturbing his literary thoughts. This is also the unwritten rule of Linyuan Pavilion.

Just as Jia Hu and his party came in, a deep and steady voice rang out in the elegant seat on the third floor: "Wen Jing, the youngest one, but the one who went south with us?" ”

This person is the fifth prince, the purple-clothed young man who is in the same boat as Zhang Wenjing, the prefect of Jinling.

Zhang Wenjing took a closer look, could it be him?

"Who is he wearing Tsing Yi next to him?" The fifth prince asked again.

"Your Highness, that is Sun Dacai, Sun Muge." It's also sad to say, the fifth prince left the palace a few years ago and got married, but he didn't have any title on his head, and he was a bald prince. Of course, except for the crown prince, all the brothers are like this. His subordinates had no choice but to shout from His Highness.

"The one who wrote "Song of Plum Blossoms"?" Obviously, the fifth prince also heard the discussion of the people downstairs.

The fifth prince has been sitting in this teahouse for several days.

Jiangnan has many talents since ancient times, and he mainly stayed in Jinling this time, so he came to this prestigious Linyuan Pavilion to have a look.

This time when he came to Jinling, in addition to showing his father a little achievement, the five princes also wanted to see if there were any good seedlings worth recruiting. Start early, otherwise when it comes to the palace test, it will be difficult to do things under the nose of my father.

Today, Zhang Wenjing rested, and followed the five princes to the elegant seat he had chartered. The view here is excellent, open the window, you can see the people coming in from the door, and the table selected by Jia Hu is right under the nose of the fifth prince.

However, the seclusion here is also excellent, and the people below can only see a few figures, but they can't see who they are.

Zhang Wenjing looked at the fifth prince and seemed to be a little interested, and said, "Your Highness, I heard that Jia Hu has passed the county exam, why don't we go down and take a look at him?" ”

The Fifth Prince nodded happily.

A good start is half the battle, and it's undoubtedly a great place to make a name for yourself. If Jia Hu wants to accumulate capital for himself, he must use all his strength.

He pondered for a moment, raised his pen and wrote: "The University has clouds, and if wealth gathers, the people disperse, and when wealth is dispersed, the people gather. Why? The above words are cheap. ……”

I wrote a page, and just as I was about to ask someone to take it, I was carefully invited to the table next to me by the boy who was standing beside me. This is a special desk for writing essays, and next to Jia Hu's desk is a long long table side by side, which is just used to store articles that have not dried ink.

There were more and more people, and the five princes, under the protection of Zhang Wenjing, squeezed through the crowd and stood still in front of the article that Jia Hu had just written. The five princes were immediately attracted by this beginning.

After reading it, I couldn't help but squeeze over to read Jia Hu's new writing. Some of the people around recognized the new prefect of Jinling, and when they saw him following behind a noble young man and treating him respectfully, they couldn't help but make way for this young man who was not an ordinary person. The fifth prince was able to stand beside Jia Hu and see that he wrote this earth-shattering article word for word without thinking.

Jia Hu was completely immersed in his own thoughts.

He was a businessman, and as early as when he was studying in modern times, he thought deeply about the relationship between the status of a businessman and the state and ordinary people. After coming here, he was even more surprised to find that the business here is extremely backward, in the capital, the objects in the south of the Yangtze River are very sought after, just like the thousands of workers who accompanied Jia Min when he got married, which is the unique skill of the master in the south of the Yangtze River, and it took three years to make. However, the wood used was brought by the Jia family, because of the best pineapple wood in the south of the Yangtze River, Jia's mother disliked it as not worthy of her precious daughter. One after the other, not to mention how much it took to do it.

Then I heard that the treasury was empty, and the big merchants in the south of the Yangtze River, especially the salt merchants, showed off their wealth when the tide of the Qiantang River was high, and the ordinary people who had no power and power struggled to survive.

Jia Hu's article is what he has been thinking about for a long time, the relationship between the wealth of the whole country and the businessmen.

The role of the merchant is to communicate the north and the south, so that goods can flow throughout the country. Restricting commerce is restricting the blood vessels of material circulation, so the country as a whole is not rich......

In the end, Jia Hu wrote: "The people are not rich because the merchants are cheap, and the officials are not clear, it is the old country that is rich and the people are poor......"

The whole article was completed in one go, and looking at the final finish, Jia Hu suddenly felt refreshed.

At this time, he suddenly stretched out a hand and pulled away the rice paper in front of him.