The people in the palace don't know what poetry and books are, they only look at people's appearance, and improper appearance is disrespectful to the royal family, and it also means that their servants are not good at doing things.

At least this level, Chen Shaojun has passed.

"Father-in-law Lao has been waiting for a long time. ”

Chen Shaojun hurriedly stepped forward to salute,

"Childe is polite, this is what we slaves should do. ”

The Jinyi eunuch at the head smiled and returned a salute:

"The snow feast is not trivial, you can't let the Queen Mother wait, the sons of all the families in the capital have already set off, let's hurry up!"

"Then there is Grandpa Lao. ”

Chen Shaojun said.

Outside the Chen family's mansion, a gorgeous bronze carriage was waiting early.

The carriage is decorated with gold and silver, and the carriage is carved with dragons, which looks like a royal family.

The snow was falling heavily in the sky, but there was a light of its own in the carriage, and all the snowflakes were sliding to the sides before they could get within three feet.

Chen Shaojun could distinguish it at a glance, this was the power of the formation.

"Sure enough, it's a royal system!"

Chen Shaojun lifted his robe and quickly boarded the carriage.

In the past, there was a dead silence in Beijing, but today it seems completely different, Chen Shaojun opened the window and looked out, many adults and children came out of the house, playing snowball fights on the street, building snowmen, all kinds of frolicking, and laughter.

Not only that, but in addition to pedestrians, there were many horse-drawn carriages on the street, which galloped past them with thunderous sounds, leaving deep, clearly visible ruts in the thick snow.

On those car bodies, Chen Shaojun distinguished the emblems of various families and court officials, and almost all of these family families and court members were heading in the direction of the palace.

"In addition to the Deer Park, Wende Hall, Wude Hall, and Zhaohua Hall...... , Winter Festival, there are activities held everywhere in the palace, and even the queen mother is busy meeting with the ladies of the imperial court. ”

"All year round, officials at all levels and great families only have this opportunity to enter the palace, and they attach great importance to it. ”

On the side, the voice of the eunuch in brocade sounded in his ears.

Chen Shaojun nodded, their respective identities are different, and the royal activities they participate in are different, but in comparison, the snow viewing event presided over by the Queen Mother herself undoubtedly receives the most attention.

The carriage rolled around, passing through wine shops, teahouses, streets and alleys, and finally soon drove into the imperial city.

The palace is in the palace, the guards are strict, and at the moment when the carriage drove into the palace, in all directions, countless qi machines instantly locked the carriage, and inspected the carriage back and forth several times, and after confirming that it was correct, it slowly dispersed.

The Winter Ritual is not trivial, the stakes are significant, and the scrutiny of those entering and leaving is more stringent than ever.

After driving in the palace for a while-

"Childe, it's here. ”

Chen Shaojun stepped out of the carriage, surrounded by snow, like an ice and snow world.

However, in this world, a majestic and majestic building is extremely conspicuous, and when the surrounding area is white, only that one is shining with gold, still showing its original appearance.

It was a luxurious building, with bricks and tiles lined up like gold, radiating dazzling brilliance, and the carvings on the eaves of the temple were crystal green like jade.

Around this hall covering an area of hundreds of acres, there are a number of strangely shaped statues, and on the periphery of these statues, the snow is falling, a piece of white, but the inside is a warbler flying grass, old trees blooming, a piece of spring.

This is the deer park, also known as the "deer hall".

In winter, everything is depressed and there is a dead silence, and the deer park is specially built by the Emperor of Dashang in order to honor his mother.

It is famous in the whole big business, and almost everyone knows it, and no one knows it.

"I can't imagine that someone in Dashang knows how to use the formation to control the weather on one side, which is interesting. ”

Chen Shaojun said secretly.

"Chen Gongzi, you're finally here, quick, please here!"

Just when Chen Shaojun was secretly admiring, a voice came from not far away, Chen Shaojun turned his head to look, and saw a father-in-law in a dark blue palace robe bent over and waving towards him.

"Knowing that the son has entered the palace, the old slave has been waiting here for a long time. ”

The old eunuch's voice was extremely flattering.

Chen Shaojun smiled indifferently, already understanding what was going on.

is just a Wendao son, it is not enough for the other party to wait for him and curry favor with him, obviously only because of his other identity as an "ageless doctor".

Although there are still many people inside and outside the palace who don't know that he was the one who unveiled the emperor's list and cured the crown prince, but the other party is the person next to the queen mother, so it is naturally different.

"Father-in-law is polite, in the next first to come here, Father-in-law Lao leads the way. ”

Chen Shaojun said.

"Where, where, the son has meritorious service to the community, and it is also the honor of the old slave to be able to lead the way for the son. ”

The old eunuch said with a smile on his face:

"Childe, please come here. ”

Soon, under the leadership of this father-in-law, I walked through the palace walls, passed through the pavilions, and finally arrived at the location of this snow appreciation meeting!

"Childe, it's here. The minions went down first. ”

"There is Father-in-law Lao. ”

Chen Shaojun waved his hand, turned around and walked forward. From a distance, there is a lush plum forest in front of me, mighty and mighty, I don't know how many miles.

Under the plum forest, a group of sika deer walked freely, occasionally raising their heads, chewing on the plum blossoms in the lower places, and not being afraid to see someone.

The plum blossom marks on their bodies, the plum forest above their heads, and the wind and snow above form another beautiful scenery.

This is the Queen Mother's favorite deer park beauty.

Chen Shaojun's sleeves flicked lightly, took a step, and walked forward.

In the deer park, among the plum blossoms, white jade tables and chairs are neatly placed, arranged on both sides, and there are scrolls of scriptures, paper and pens on them.

When Chen Shaojun walked over, there were already some white-clothed scholars in twos and threes, talking in small words there, some of them were poetic, and even waved on the spot, wisps of essence emerged from the end of the pen, shining on the paper, causing bursts of applause from the surrounding scholars.

"It doesn't seem too late for me to come. ”

Chen Shaojun said secretly, quickened his pace, and walked inside.

Every year, the snow appreciation is the grandest gathering of Confucian scholars, and everyone who comes is the dragon and phoenix among the people, the young leader, who can show their talents in this assembly and be recognized by everyone, will become a masterpiece in the future without exception.

Soon, Chen Shaojun walked under the plum forest, and many people noticed him, but they only saluted each other, and there was not much intersection.

There are still some vacant seats on both sides, and the Queen Mother has not yet appeared, Chen Shaojun pondered for a moment, then chose to sit down by the middle one, and copied the book next to the table, just glanced at it, Chen Shaojun was moved:

It turned out to be the original version of "The Book of Rites", no wonder so many people are so eager for this annual snow viewing meeting. I'm afraid that just this casual volume of the original scriptures is enough to cause a sensation among the students. ”

This kind of original scripture contains the perception and state of mind of many sages when they first put pen to paper, and it is of great help to the improvement of the literary spirit of the scholars, which is incomparable to those manuscripts and printed books.

Even in the Temple of Literature, there is no such original, and its value is immeasurable.

Chen Shaojun immediately understood that this snow feast was a huge opportunity, not only the Heavenly Realm Golden Stone, but also these original scriptures alone could bring him a great improvement.

The more ancient the scriptures of Confucianism and Taoism, the more sages comprehend them, and the higher the requirements for the realm of talent.

However, Chen Shaojun has already reached the level of talent, and most of the original scriptures here have no restrictions on him.

Chen Shaojun picked up the book of "The Book of Rites" and looked at it quickly.

Chen Shaojun was so willing that he completely sank into it, and his literary temperament, which had stopped growing, also improved again at this time.

"'Ao can't grow, you can't follow, you can't be satisfied, you can't be happy', I can't imagine that this sentence in the "Book of Rites" has this kind of interpretation......"

Chen Shaojun held the scriptures and sighed in his heart.

And almost at the same time, the water was full and overflowing, and with this hint of understanding, the literary qi in Chen Shaojun's body skyrocketed, and he directly broke through the bottleneck and reached a higher realm.

Eight buckets of culture!

The so-called "reading the books of the sages and receiving the gifts of the sages", the sophistication of human feelings begins with the ceremony and ends with the ceremony, the original scriptures of these sages have a far greater effect on Chen Shaojun than imagined.

There is a way of "talent and eight buckets", to reach this realm, it is equivalent to the "ruthless" and "unicorn" in the text, although it is not as good as the Confucius Temple and others, but it has surpassed tens of millions of students in the world, standing at the top of thousands of students.

However, Chen Shaojun's tone has not stopped, and it is still growing.

Putting down the "Book of Rites" in his hand, Chen Shaojun got up, went to another white jade table, picked up another "Book of Songs" and read it.

He has a feeling that every book here is extremely precious, and after reading these books, his literary temperament can still increase a lot, and it is unknown whether he can directly reach the nine buckets of literary temperament and reach the realm of "master".

Chen Shaojun read quietly, forgetting things and me, and soon immersed himself in the world of books.

And at this moment, in another place in Merlin.

"Brother Xie is worthy of being a talented person in the 'Bag Firefly Zhaoshu', your previous pair, I have been thinking about it so far, and I have no clue, it is really an absolute for the ages!"

"Hahaha, Brother Wang, how can you and I be right about the 'smoke lock pond willow', I heard that many Confucians are racking their brains about this, and they are at a loss. Brother Xie, you are indeed an amazing talent. ”

"I have long seen that Brother Xie is extraordinary, and it is by no means a thing in the pool, this snow appreciation conference, I think most of it is Brother Xie who can come out on top!"

......

Under the shadow of plum blossoms, seven or eight scholars were gathering together, and the voices were getting louder and louder, and in the quiet atmosphere of the deer park, they soon attracted the attention of other scholars.

Chen Shaojun was also stunned at this time, and couldn't help but look over.

I saw that among the seven or eight scholars, a white-faced man in a jade crown and snow coat was sitting in the middle, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and gently responded to everyone.

In front of his desk, there was a piano, and Chen Shaojun took a closer look, it was the one with a scorched tail phoenix pattern.

"Xie Chuan?!"