Feng Jing, everyone in Bianliang City these days can be known, after all, it is a matter of great attention to everyone, and those who can stand out from it may be the ruler of the center of the imperial court in ten or twenty years, as long as they are some far-sighted people, how can they not take this opportunity to flatter.

In the past few days, the inn where Feng Jing has lived is really full of traffic, and there is an endless stream of people, those who ask for care, those who give gifts, those who are willing to be slaves and servants, and even a few officials and businessmen can't wait to send their daughters to the door, which makes Feng Jing so annoyed that he simply closes the door and refuses guests, but unfortunately people don't eat this set at all, and the wealth can be channeled, not to mention a few inn guys.

Even the innkeeper knew that Feng Jing was a strange commodity, and hinted to Feng Jing from time to time that his daughter was actually good, and admired Feng Jing's talent very much, and was willing to recommend himself to the pillow, hoping that Feng Jing would think about it or two, Feng Jing, who had been harassed to a little nervous breakdown, was furious on the spot, slapped the table hard, and went back to the room without saying a word to pack up the burden and prepare to leave.

This is worth it, you must know that Feng Jing is now the living sign of the inn, if he leaves like this and falls into the eyes of people who don't know, doesn't it mean that the service of his inn is not good, so that the Huiyuan Gong will not live for a long time, in this way, what is the reputation of the inn, scared the shopkeeper and begged hard, promised a lot of conditions, and promised not to disturb in the future, Feng Jing gave up, only to stop for a long time, I wanted to go out to the party, I could relax, but I didn't expect to be pushed out by everyone to prevent the disaster.

These days, how can it be so difficult to be a celebrity, Feng Jing was extremely depressed, and under Teng Maoshi's urging, he reluctantly smiled and walked out slowly.

"You are Feng Jing of the current science association." Song Qi suddenly smiled: "Someone said just now that poetry is the first in the world, and it should be you." ”

Those who knew what they meant laughed, but they didn't know what they were incomprehensible, and they asked others one after another, only to know that Feng Jing's words were in the world, and they laughed after knowing what was going on.

After all, except for a few lucky people, the people who are two yuan in the middle of the line will not be more than those who are three yuan in the middle of the line, but it is also certain that those who are admitted to the yuan will be extraordinary, and they can basically be sure that they will be in the palace examination and the first.

"In the next life, how dare you call yourself the first." Feng was not stage frightened, and said with a smile when he heard this: "When it comes to poetry, it is naturally impossible to compare with Xiao Song's bachelor, but it is difficult to be enthusiastic, so I have to come out to offer ugliness." ”

"Why are you so modest: if you win the top spot in the exam, which one is not an outstanding person, if you don't show it, others will think that you are just a vain name." Song Qi said, a smile escaped the corner of his lips.

Please be better than excited. Young talents. Zhonghui Yuan. It's the time when the spring breeze is proud. How can there be no slight leakage * arrogance in the heart. Smiled slightly and went to the bookcase. Holding the pen is dipped in ink, and the pen is flying. In an instant, the first mulberry was immediately presented in front of everyone.

"A gentleman in a flower. Win the trust of Dongjun. Win the trust of Dongjun. The first medal in the famous strategy flower. Tie up Baoding and soup flavor, thank you Dongjun. Thank you Dongjun. Incense should also be called for spring. ”

Feng Jing's words. Although there is nothing that has been recited through the ages. But there is a pride that cannot be hidden. But the scholars had nothing to say. After all, people are proudly qualified.

"It is worthy of being the first honor among the famous strategy flowers. Even if others want to. I don't dare to write such words. Song Qi said with a smile: "Huiyuan has already set an example. Do any of you have anyone else coming out? ”

Talking. If you don't come out again, won't the limelight be all covered up by the first honor. Look at each other. Suddenly, a large number of scholars rushed forward. Of course, there are also self-aware poems that can't work. Very consciously and quietly take a few steps back. lest I be called forward to make a fool of myself in public.

After a few words of courtesy. The scholars did not dare to slack off. Since you dare to come out. Naturally, I was prepared. Immediately move the pen. After a while, they put down their pens with confidence on their faces.

After the scholars write out the poems, there will naturally be someone to recite for everyone to appreciate, for a while, spring thoughts, spring love, spring rain, spring flowers, spring scenery sound endlessly, of course, there are a few poems that make people shine, and the author naturally also shows his face, humble in his mouth, extremely proud in his heart, touching the scene, and there are scholars suddenly inspired to burst out, wrote a few poems that make people admire.

In fact, many poems may not be made on the spot in response to the situation, but everyone doesn't care, as long as they haven't heard it, they should all be made now, after all, this party picture is lively and interesting, and it is really contemptible.

After a long time, although the scholars' inspiration is not exhausted, but it can not be as turbulent as spring water, thinking for a long time before barely making an ordinary poem, of course, it will not be appreciated and applauded by everyone, and the time is almost over, and I am afraid that it will not be limelight, but a fool of myself, and finally someone will remember the purpose of composing poetry.

As if something surprising had been discovered, someone in the crowd shouted, "Where's Little Song?" ”

Where did the self-proclaimed poet No. 1 Xiao Song go? After being reminded, everyone connected

, but found that Song Qi had slipped back to the shed and sat quietly, leisurely, chatting and laughing with a few friends, still holding a beautiful man in his arms, and his left hand was still sliding in the slender waist of the beautiful man, as if he had long forgotten the competition outside.

Looking at the beautiful man who was smiling shy in Song Qi's arms, the eyes of the scholars were burning with anger, which was really enviable...... No, he should be angry, he was braving the hot sun outside, thinking about poetry with hard work, and he actually ...... with beauties and friends in the shed, which is obviously not taking people seriously.

"Zijing, it seems that you are angry." Glancing at the scholars who were eyeing him outside, Zhao Ji chuckled and said, "If you don't go out to appease everyone, I don't know what these young talents will do." ”

"Give them a chance to perform, but they don't know how to be grateful." Song Qi sighed faintly: "Wait for me to go out to extinguish their anger, and then come back to you for a long talk." You got up, stroked the delicate face of the beautiful maiden, and walked out laughing in the shy complaining voice of the beautiful maiden.

"Look at Zijing's appearance, he is full of confidence." He Shi said with a smile: "I'll also go out to see if it can really overpower the young talents present with its poetic talent." ”

"It's fine." Zhao Xuan smiled: "It's that there is a lack of bachelors at this party... The disciple's poems, I'm afraid they will be much inferior, and it also makes Zijing more restrained, don't be too frivolous. ”

"Bachelor Xiao Song is literary and romantic, boy: It's not as good." Knowing that it was himself who he was talking about, Chu Zhen hurriedly gave in.

"If Zijing is half humble, it will make people feel a lot more at ease." Zhao Ji shook his head and sighed.

"Don't sigh, Zijing seems to have put down his pen, and: go and appreciate his masterpiece." He Shi chuckled, feeling comfortable, and walked lightly to the outside.

"Shuping, you're here too." Song Qi said, "Come and see my magnolia." ”

"Dongcheng gradually feels that the scenery is good, and the wrinkles and ripples welcome guests~. The green poplar smoke is light and cold, and the red apricot branches are in spring. Floating hatred and entertainment are less, and willing to love the daughter and smile lightly. Persuade the sun to hold wine for the king, and leave the evening light among the flowers. Zhao Yi was not polite, walked to the side of the bookcase, and recited the words carefully.

The first piece of the poem is written from the lake, the song is spring, depicting a vibrant, colorful picture of early spring, and the next film is written about life as a dream, ethereal, and fleeting, so it is necessary to have fun in time, reflecting the idea of floating life like a dream and having fun for the joy of geometry, and this idea is in line with the social trend of hedonism in the Song Dynasty.

This poem is in order, open and close freely, although lingering but not light, the wording is gorgeous but not flashy, the persistent life, cherish the time to be noble, lingering in the spring feelings are vividly written, it is indeed not just the poetry of the scholars can be compared, Zhao Yi just finished reciting, after a while, immediately got the applause and appreciation of the crowd, the applause thundered, and it did not stop for a long time.

Song Qi smiled, a little proud, arched his hand to signal to everyone, and received a burst of applause, and after a while, after Song Qi's appeasement, the applause slowly stopped.

"How is my magnolia flower, please comment." Song Qi said with a smile.

Song Qi's words really convinced most of the scholars, although there are still some people who are not convinced, but in front of everyone, they can't write such good words, and if they stand up rashly, they may have a reputation of being jealous and narrow-minded.

"The green poplar smoke is light and cold, and the red apricot branches are spring." Chu Zhen chanted softly and muttered to himself: "It seems that something is wrong." ”

After Song Qi's words were completed, the bookcase immediately filled the crowd of onlookers, and Chu Qian's voice was immediately heard by the people next to him, and this person was still a fan of Song Qi. It's clear that you are shallow and don't know what to do. ”

This brother Ren's voice was a little bright, as if in order to show off his loud voice, his voice was basically roaring when he spoke, as if he was afraid that others would not hear it, and someone dared to question such a good word, and the onlookers hurriedly looked at Chu Qian, gloomed, and began to discuss.

"I didn't expect this person to be good-looking, handsome and chic, and his strength was so ......small."

"Jealousy is really the original sin, and it hurts people a lot.

”

When everyone was crusading, occasionally a few people cast admiring glances at Chu Qian, feeling that this person was too brave to realize, and actually dared to speak their minds.

"Xiao Chu, what's wrong with my poem?" After knowing what was going on, Song Qi hurriedly stepped forward and asked, don't think that Song Qi is frivolous and uninhibited, he must be narrow-minded, just now I asked everyone to comment and correct, not to laugh and boast, but to say sincerely.

True literati often strive for excellence, hoping to hear the shortcomings in their works, learn from them and make breakthroughs, He Shi was like this when he first asked Chu Zhen for advice on painting, Ouyang Xiu wrote the famous Drunkard Pavilion Chronicles, and Song Qi was naturally the same.

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