Qin Han took Chu Luoning to find a table closer to the crowd and sat down, where the field of vision was wide, just enough to see the various groups of people in the competition.

Most of the players are young faces, but they are also the most energetic. Most of the elders sat nearby, drinking wine, discussing state and family affairs, and watching the competition of the juniors, which was for fun.

There are many competition items in the field, and the most spectators are the poetry and pot throwing competition.

"Zhou Li Baoshi" has a saying: "Raising the son of the country with the Tao is the six arts of teaching: one is five rites, two is six music, three is five shots, four is five masters, five is six books, and six is nine numbers." "The six artists of the gentleman, etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and counting. The elite class of the Great Jin Dynasty has inherited these traditions well. Polo juju, archery and pitching are basically very proficient, and there are even some outstanding ones. Of course, these things can only be sighed by the common people, and the family's income really can't support such a large expenditure.

There were also many women present, and most of the women who could read at this time were big families and people in the hook bar. Even if it is a woman from a large family, only a few families will let women go to school, and most of them read three from four virtues.

Only those who are famous in the Goulan are considered to be talented women, and a Goulan will often vigorously cultivate these Qingqi people, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, the more proficient they are, the more they can attract guests beyond them, and the more they can bring profits to the Goulan.

There are three middle-aged people in regular clothes sitting on a seat in the middle of the poetry competition venue, and I heard others say that among the three, the two temples are slightly frosty is Anping's Xuezheng, who was invited to notarize the competition.

This is also the reason why there are a large number of participants in the poetry competition, once winning is not only the glory of the place, if it is remembered by the academic administration, it will be of great benefit to the scientific examination.

What Qin Han is most interested in is the pot throwing competition, which is much more interesting than poetry.

There is a field in the middle of the field, and there is a quiver in the middle, and a white line is drawn some distance from the quiver, and two people are standing outside the line to compete. Every time someone hits, there will be cheers from the crowd.

Qin Han listened to the shouts of "piercing ears" and "arrows", and he had a feeling of uncertainty.

Qin Han was enjoying it, but he felt that someone was stabbed in the waist.

"Don't look at the pitcher, you can also make a poem and take it, once you enter the eyes of the University of Science and Politics, you will have more chances of winning in the future scientific examination." Chu Luoning looked at Qin Han, who turned around, and said.

Hearing the word scientific examination, Qin Han had a headache. "Luo Ning, forget it, I'm not good at writing poetry, I'm not inspired."

Chu Luoning was a little frustrated, and said again without giving up. "Really uninspired? Give it a try. ”

Looking at Chu Luoning's expectant eyes, Qin Han couldn't bear to refuse, but when he thought of copying the poems again, he hesitated a little, it was not his own, and if he copied too much, he would one day show his feet.

"It's too noisy today to calm down."

Feeling that Qin Han really couldn't do it, Chu Luo Ning sighed. "Hey, if you can't do it, you can't do it, I shouldn't embarrass you."

At this point, Chu Luoning was not entangled, and smiled at Qin Han. "I just heard that Li Guogong made a lottery in order to make everyone happy, and the content of the five poems hanging was not the same, and the five poems that won tonight were each rewarded with one hundred taels of silver. I don't know who would be so lucky today. ”

"What, what a hundred taels?" Qin Han gouged out his ears, a little unbelieving the sound he heard.

Chu Luoning patted away Qin Han's fingers in disgust and said. "The five poems that win will be rewarded with 100 taels of silver each."

Qin Han suddenly felt that it was nothing to copy a poem, a large copy of ancient and modern articles, and this could be regarded as making the poems of these predecessors generous in another time and space.

"Luo Ning, I feel that I have some inspiration, help me up, let me try."

……

Qu Huashang looked at Qin Han, who was sitting at the table and kept looking around, and pouted. "Hmph, Deng's disciple, I haven't seen the world."

"What's wrong, Sister Qu." Peng Shan'er looked at Qu Huasheng, who was constantly muttering, and asked with concern.

Qu Huashang raised her head at the crowd and said. "Sister Shan'er, that disciple also came that day."

Peng Shan'er looked at the crowd, and sure enough, she saw Qin Han who was talking to Chu Luoning, and frowned. "Shang'er, that person has a good relationship with the little grandfather, I brought you here today to find an opportunity to clarify the misunderstanding with the little grandfather, but don't make other messes, if the little grandfather holds a grudge, then you will not have a good time in Cuiranju in the future."

Qu Huashang was a little depressed and nodded. "Got it, Sister Shan'er.

By the way, sister, let's go and see what good poems there are. ”

After speaking, Qu Huashang pulled Peng Shan'er and walked towards the crowd.

……

Qin Han took Chu Luoning to Xuezheng and gave a salute to the three of them. "Dare to ask a few adults, can the little student participate in the competition."

Shen Yiru looked at Qin Han and smiled, and said, "Shifu's request is on the table over there, just feel free." ”

"Thank you, sir." Qin Han saluted again and thanked him.

Shen Yiru watched Qin Han walk away, shook his head, and said to the middle-aged man who was drinking tea beside him. "Brother Wen Lunxian, what do you think of these poems?"

Wen Lun snorted and continued to focus on the tea. "What do you think? I don't even want to read it, although these poems are good, but they can't be compared with those Jiangnan children. It seems that this year's scientific examination Anping is about to be at the bottom again. ”

Hearing this, Shen Yiru sighed and didn't speak.

……

Qin Han looked at a few pieces of rice paper on the table, on which were written the topics to be made.

"Mei Lan Zhu Ju? It's not hard to get there, it's very common. Chu Luoning said.

"It's just common and it's difficult, so many people have done it, it's not easy to think of it, what about the last one, what is it?" Qin Han looked at the table and didn't find the fifth.

"Here." Chu Luoning picked up a note from the corner of the table and said.

"None?" Chu Luoning looked at the words on the note and wondered.

"None? This one is even harder. Qin Han regretted it a little, Mei Lan Zhuju is easy to copy, what to do with this.

"Yo, you can also write poetry."

Just as Qin Han was thinking about which one to choose, a voice interrupted Qin Han.

Qin Han turned around and saw Qu Huashang dressed in red, he only felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Seeing Qin Han's gaze stay on his face, Qu Huashang hid his face and took a sip.

"Dengzi!"

The three words of Deng's disciple completely awakened the memory of the day of the Qin Han Poetry Meeting.

"You, you're..."

Thinking of the misunderstanding that day, Qin Han hurriedly bowed to Qu Huasheng, his face guilty.

"This girl, I really can't stand it on the day of the poetry meeting, I didn't know that those pastries were made by the girl at that time, and I thought that it was prepared by the poetry meeting, and I hope the girl is not strange."

"Who is she?" Seeing Qin Han's strange behavior, Chu Luoning's face was full of doubts.

In this way, Qin Han told Chu Luoning about the embarrassment with Qu Huasheng.

Chu Luo looked at Qin Han with disgust and said complainingly. "Who participates in the poetry meeting for the pastry of the poetry meeting."

Qin Han was a little aggrieved. "Li Cunxin."

"Liar." Chu Luo glanced at Qin Han, turned around and saluted Qu Huasheng.

"This girl, I'm really sorry for what happened that day, and it was also an unintentional move in the lower husband, I hope the girl will forgive me, Luo Ning is here to accompany the girl."

Qu Huashang was not a stingy person, but she was really wronged that day, and seeing the sincerity of the two of them, half of the anger in her heart disappeared.

At this time, he took a serious look at Chu Luo Ninglai, with a delicate face and beautiful clothes, he was really a beauty.

"Sister doesn't have to be like this, the events of the day have long passed, it's nothing."

Qin Han pursed his lips, his tone just now didn't look like the past.

Qu Huashang saw the logo embroidered on Chu Luoning's clothes, and exclaimed a little. "Sister, your clothes are from Wang's ready-to-wear shop?"

"Why, you also like the style of Wang's ready-to-wear shop?"

"Of course, his clothes are always the most special in Anping."

"I think so."

Qin Han looked helplessly at the two women who had been chatting happily since the beginning of their clothes, obviously they had just met for a short time, where did they get so many topics.

Qin Han patted Chu Luoning carefully, afraid of interrupting the two, and whispered. "Luo Ning, are we still participating in the competition?"

Chu Luoning was stopped by Qin Han, and only then did he remember what he was going to do, and his face suddenly became a little embarrassed. said to Qu Huasheng. "Sister Huashang, I still have some things, I'm afraid I can only talk about them next time."

Qu Huashang held Chu Luoning's hand affectionately and said with a smile. "It's okay Sister Chu, you go and get busy first, it just so happens that I have something to do, let's talk about it next time."

After Qu Huashang finished speaking, he rolled his eyes at Qin Han again, snorted, and left.

Qin Han shrugged his shoulders, not knowing where to provoke this eldest lady again.

Qin Han shook his head, turned around and began to prepare the poem, or silver, ah, phew, it still matters to win the favor of the scholars.

Qin Han thought of the poem, so he picked up the brush and prepared to write.

Seeing Qin Han's movements, Chu Luoning hurriedly stopped. "I'll write it." Qin Han's handwriting really didn't dare to show it to the scholars.

Qin Han dictated, and Chu Luoning also began to write slowly.

"Yongmei

There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone. I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance.

orchid

I love the orchid and don't make the color of the spring sun. The west wind and cold dew are deep in the forest, and no one is fragrant.

Hsinchu

The new bamboo is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it all depends on the old stem for support. There will be a new student next year, and the ten-zhang dragon grandson will surround the phoenix pool.

chrysanthemum

The three paths of the old garden spit out the secluded bushes, and the frost fell into the blue sky overnight.

How many people have not returned to the end of the world, and they have borrowed the fence to watch the autumn wind. ”

The more Qin Han read it, the faster he read it, whether it was what he had learned and read, or the three hundred poems of Tang and Song, Qin Han memorized it in one go.

Chu Luoning rubbed his sour wrist and looked at Qin Han with resentment. "Aren't you uninspired?"

"Uh."

Qin Han was stopped by Chu Luoning and smiled wryly. "Suddenly I have an idea, and my thoughts are like a spring, which is considered to be an occasional get, an occasional get."

Chu Luo glanced at Qin Han. "Really, if you say you can make a good impression on the students, you will not be inspired, as soon as you say that you have silver, you think you are like a spring, I think you are for the silver."

Being exposed by Chu Luoning, Qin Han touched his nose embarrassedly. "There's one last one left, I think about it, I think about it."

The last topic was wordless, Qin Han was a little worried, he had never seen this kind of topic.

Qin Han had no thoughts and began to pace back and forth. Do you want to give up, there's really nothing to copy. But this is a hundred taels of silver, I can repair the restaurant, and I can also invite a few martial arts masters to the beggars.

Qin Han was a little hesitant, thinking about whether to give up or not, turned his head and faintly saw the Buddha statue enshrined in another garden, and patted his head, this should be okay.