Tomorrow is the autumn season, which is the day that the students of the Yu Dynasty are looking forward to but are extremely anxious.

The ten-year cold window is for the three days of this autumn.

If you can be named on the gold list, it will be like the carp jumping over the dragon gate, and the road after that will be a golden avenue!

And if it's not on the list...... What kind of face do you have to meet the Jiangdong father?

So, I don't know what year it started, the day before this autumn festival, there are many students who come to this Lanting set to worship - Lanting set is the most important place in the world, and I want to come to that Wenqu star to occasionally come here to live, if you get the favor of that Wenqu star, you can get that spiritual light in the autumn and write that splendid article, maybe you can be named on the gold list.

Therefore, at the back of the Lanting Pavilion, there is a special altar for cultural sacrifices, next to the altar is a seven-trick exquisite tower, this tower is not a wooden structure, but is built of bluestone, several windows are opened, and the interior is hollow, which is used to burn those articles for those literati.

At this moment, many students have gathered here, including Zhang Wenhan, Zhou Tianyou, Fang Wenxing and others.

They were going to participate in the autumn festival of tomorrow, and they were standing outside the crowd, chatting about the story of the manifestation of this festival, waiting for Yan Xiwen's arrival.

Yan Xiwen has already won the champion last year, of course, there is no need to suffer the sin of the past three days.

But Yan Xiwen, as the leader of the young literati in Shangjing, he is going to participate in such a cultural festival, which is nothing more than to encourage these poor juniors, cheer them up, wish them good luck, and may the Wenqu star always shine on you and so on.

This is a kind of spiritual sustenance, which has existed since ancient times and has lasted for an unknown number of years. Coupled with the legend of the manifestation of many Wenqu stars that have been handed down, the students who came to Beijing for the scientific examination were convinced and attached great importance to this cultural sacrifice.

didn't wait long for Yan Xiwen to come with his sister Yan Xiaolou, Yan Xiaolou was wearing a white face scarf, and Yan Xiwen looked festive.

"Thank you for a long time, just now Xiwen went to the Sifang Building to book a table of banquets, and I invite everyone to have a light meal at noon today."

When Fang Wenxing heard this, he smiled and said: "It seems that Brother Xiwen's good thing has been decided, but I don't know if this good thing is engaged to Miss Shulan or if there is a real shortage, he will be released?" ”

Yan Xiwen laughed and shook his head, "Shulan's side is quite bumpy, let's take your time in this matter." ”

To say this is to receive a real shortage, and all the students are envious and congratulate one after another.

After Yu Chao took office, he could not arrange work immediately, this had to wait, a radish and a pit, if the radish was not pulled out, this pit would not be there.

It is said that one of the longest-waiting jinshi was admitted to the jinshi from the age of 22 to the age of 48, a full 26 years, and got a prefectural position.

Of course, this is an individual case. But even if it was a three-phase gate valve like Yan Xiwen, he had waited for a full year.

For students like Zhou Tianyou and Zhang Wenhan, if they are admitted, it is common to wait for three or five years.

"Don't worry, this first step is the title of the gold list, and now Your Majesty is investigating and punishing disaster relief and embezzlement, there are many officials who will lose their heads, as far as I can see, this is Your Majesty's first step, and the next step should be to rectify the rule of officials, so gentlemen, you will definitely have a great future in the future!"

These students all know that His Majesty has sent four Qin Messengers to inspect the thirteen roads, and his Majesty's court pair is still posted on the wall of the Lan Ting Pavilion at this moment. It's just that they didn't think like Yan Xiwen, and now that Yan Xiwen said this, it means that many radishes will be pulled out, so this pit will be vacated, so everyone is excited.

Yan Xiaolou didn't think it was interesting, so she said to her brother, and left by herself, she went to the thousand steles to see the words listed in the first column of the first class.

"I met Dong Xiude in the Sifang Building just now." Yan Xiwen frowned slightly, and said: "I haven't seen him for a long time when I think about it, I thought he was picking up the sage book again, and he really calmed down to prepare for the autumn festival, but now it seems that this is not the case." ”

The second son of the Dong family is known to many people here, after all, he is Dong Shulan's second brother, but they have little contact with each other, because the Tao is different.

Everyone is a person who is dedicated to studying, but this second son of Dong is asking for a beautiful smile.

It doesn't matter if you ask the beauty to smile, in fact, many literati are just like this, it's not a dirty thing, and it can even be passed on as a beautiful talk, but this second son of Dong doesn't have any money.

This is a little embarrassing, but fortunately, this second son of Dong gave birth to a good skin, and went to the red sleeve move, and the girl Xue Feifei rescued him several times.

"Brother Xiwen said bitterly, he didn't understand, this is something that can't be done...... Brother Xiwen didn't ask Miss Shulan? ”

Yan Xiwen smiled bitterly, "I asked, he said that Shulan already has someone he likes." ”

How is this possible?

Can there still be that young man's fame in Shangjing that can overshadow Yan Xiwen?

In this great Yu Dynasty, in addition to the royal family, there is also a family that is comparable to the Yan family?

Everyone was puzzled, and Fang Wenxing asked, "Did he say who it was?" I'm going to see what's sacred! ”

He said...... It's Fu Xiaoguan! ”

……

Fu Xiaoguan!

It was quiet all of a sudden, but the expressions were different, mostly unbelievable. Especially Fang Wenxing and Zhang Wenhan.

At this time, it has only been more than a month since the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, and at the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Conference, the words spoken by Fang Wenxing and Yan Xiwen echoed in their ears again at this moment.

"If he wins, I will wait for him to take the lead, and if he loses, he will not set foot in Shangjing for half a step!"

"Okay, I, Yan Xiwen, swear that if what he says can be above us, then I will take the disciple ceremony if I see him in the future. If what he says is under us, then he will not be allowed to set foot in Shangjing even half a step! ”

Of course Fu Xiaoguan won, this countryman from Linjiang, did he come to Beijing? How good is that?

"I don't know if Fu Xiaoguan came to Beijing, but he is qualified to come, after all, we lost, and we were convinced. Okay, let's leave this matter aside for the time being, let's start the festival. ”

Zhang Wenhan was a little distracted, and there was a trace of anger hidden in his eyes.

He already knew about his sister Zhang Peier's defection to the river, and he also briefly talked about the beginning and end of the matter in his father's letter, and the beginning of his sister's surrender to the river was caused by Fu Xiaoguan.

Brother and sister have a deep relationship, and in a blink of an eye, his sister is gone, this revenge, he must revenge!

……

Fu Xiaoguan pasted the sprinkling strategy on the wall, and then he and Su Mo Chunxiu came to the Thousand Monuments.

He looked at the poems and articles on it very carefully, and it was true that there were no names of those bigwigs in his previous life, and he felt quite strange in his heart, and this crossing was a little strange.

Then he came to the Thousand Steles of the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Collection, looked at the water tune song on the top of the stele, smiled bitterly, and said: "This is special, it looks like an epitaph, do you want to scrape it off?" ”

Yan Xiaolou was reverently reciting silently when he heard this voice in his ears, and immediately frowned.