Wang Quanzao is not a jealous and jealous person, he and Ma Changqing do not have any courtesy and interest disputes, Ma Changqing to put it bluntly is still the master book by his side, the more shrewd he is, the more beneficial it is to himself, when the time comes, as soon as three years pass, he will go to the field to take office, as long as Ma Changqing does not do things out of line, why should he be thankless to deal with such a person.

After determining the plan, the next thing is simple, Wang Quanzao knew the county again, sat in the pavilion, and immediately attracted the people in the garden, Wang Quanzao secretly looked, and sure enough, he saw a table outside the pavilion, sitting around a few people, these people are not as rich as these big families in the pavilion, but the look is the temperament of the reader, this is a temperament, the unique temperament after reading more, if you have to use one word to describe it, it is the word poor and sour.

If it is at another time, these people may be a little weaker in the face of those big families, maybe what day is today, this is the day of worshipping Fan Fuzi, Confucian saints, how can you people who live in the eyes of money compare with us, even if the clothes are not as good-looking as others, even if the sacrifices are not as rich as others, but just this title of Xiucai, today is better than everything else, that style, compared to the three grades of the court.

Scholars, Confucian temperament, pay attention to an elegant, gentle, even if they quarrel, they must speak softly, and they can't surprise others, of course, most of these conditions are made up by the younger generations in order to highlight the greatness of the saints, and even the saints can't do it, not to mention these talents.

Ma Changqing has a great grasp of the thoughts of these talents, you see them, I heard that they want to compose poems on the spot and worship Master Fan, isn't this what they are best at, and they are suddenly triumphant, and they have already thought hard and meditated to raise good works.

Seeing that time has passed little by little, the masterpieces in the hearts of the talents have been completed one after another, confident and ambitious, but the county master is gone at this time, this is the most painful time, just like in class, Mr. began to ask questions, he knew the answer, and desperately raised his hand to want Mr. to notice him, but Mr. had no follow-up, and he had to pay attention to the image of the literati, even if the grass had grown on his buttocks, he couldn't move a point, this was the most tormenting.

Seeing them, Wang Quan seemed to have seen what he looked like when he was a teenager, he had never been an official before, how could he not be so arrogant, but since he became an official, his mood has been different, more forbearance and weighing, where would he be so sharp.

Wang Quanzao was funny in his heart, this is good, since they expect it so much, this favor is also simple to do, Wang Quanzao was full of smiles, and said to the table from afar: "Where is Bai Zheng." ”

Bai Zheng's name is Wang Baizheng, he is the leader of this table, he is in his forties this year, he has been admitted to Xiucai more than ten years ago, but he has not been able to go further, but this Wang Baizheng is not discouraged, he has been defeated and defeated repeatedly, and the Great Song Dynasty has also given a little preferential treatment to Xiucai, otherwise this Wang Baizheng has not done anything in his achievements, and his family will be exhausted by him.

Of course, Wang Baizheng has not gained nothing in the past few years, at least his never-give-up spirit is regarded as a clear stream by local scholars, and he has been elected as the leader of the local literati by virtue of the title of the oldest Xiucai.

If it is said that in Bianliang City, Tokyo, there are many literati and scholars, and it is a great thing to be elected as the leader of the Chinese people, but in a small border county in Gaoyang County, Wang Baizheng and the people in their circle may not have as many servants as a large family, as a leader, it is nothing more than to eat and entertain, pay for entertainment, and finally be respected.

But now it's different, this is one of the few shining moments in Wang Baizheng's life, you see that Lord Zhixian at this critical moment, so many people, the first thing to think of is himself, what a glory.

Wang Baizheng hurriedly stood up, almost knocked over the table in a panic, and then said to Wang Quanzao: "Lord Zhixian, students again." ”

Wang Quanzao said: "I asked Bai Zheng about his name, and now I worship Fan Fuzi with poetry, so how about Bai Zheng first." ”

Wang Baizheng was overjoyed, and was rude again, and he was not polite, so he agreed.

Finally, at this most critical time, Wang Baizheng was trembling with excitement, and he couldn't wait to pour out a seven-character poem he just thought of like a bean, but the poem, if he just stood and said it, it obviously had no tone, and it was a little worthless.

Wang Baizheng left his seat, shook his head, paced back and forth in the garden, thinking about how long he would walk before saying this poem is the best, by the way, the ancients Cao Zhi took seven steps for poetry, so he would take six steps.

Thinking like this, Wang Bai was pinching his steps, and after taking six steps, he was able to recite the seven-word poem that had been brewing in his heart for a long time.

I have to say that Wang Baizheng can be the head of the literati in a county, and he is still at some level, a seven-character poem is neatly done, and the rhythm echoes, and no one can find fault with it.

However, Wang Baizheng's shortcomings lie in this, writing poems, in fact, there are traces to follow, what the sky is to the earth, the rain is to the wind, the mountain flowers are to the sea trees, the red sun is to the sky, if you want to make poems, you can take it back and forth, but when such poems are read, they are empty and tasteless, without any emotion, like chicken ribs, like chewing wax.

Wang Baizheng didn't think so, after reading it, he was proud, Wang Quanzao saw that Wang Baizheng was so attentive, there was no merit and hard work, so he responded with a warm smile and encouragement.

With Wang Baizheng at the beginning, it's amazing, there are still a lot of showmen behind Wang Baizheng who want to show their faces in front of Wang Quanzao, so the next scene is good-looking, just like the students in the classroom rushing to answer questions, the major showmen stand up and pick it up as soon as you finish speaking, and the form is similar to Wang Baizheng, you have to shake your head and take two steps, for fear that you won't have enough time to grind, and the county order can't remember yourself, until you are tired of walking, you can only say your article.

In this way, a person has to delay the time of tea, and there are more than a dozen people queuing up to compose poems, and the time is full at once, not to mention when it is Liu Mengchen's turn, even if these talents are allowed to line up to finish the poems, I am afraid they will have to wait until dark.

Now Liu Mengchen and the others are relaxed, one by one slowly drinking tea while watching the talents outside the pavilion perform their talents, in fact, not only them, Xu Deshan and others sitting on the outermost periphery are also a lot more relaxed, especially Xu Deshan, who may have eaten a little salty at noon, and now feel thirsty, and have asked for tea three or four times with the messenger who came and went. Now Xu Deshan is drinking happily in the shade.

Xu Deshan looked lively, but Xu Zheng and Xu Jing next to him were a little anxious, these two young masters didn't look at growing up in the house of the dignified Liupin Guozijian Siye, but they had never been out of Xu's mansion, where had they seen such a lively scene, seeing these people in front of them standing up one by one, chanting poems and eulogies, they couldn't help but feel excited and high-spirited.

Xu Zheng whispered to Xu Jing and Xu Deshan: "Second brother and third brother, you see those people, they were all invited by the county, I thought they were all exports, father-like characters, but listening to their poems, that's it, nothing unusual, I think even if I make a poem, I have to be better than him, otherwise we will also go up to do some poems, compare them, and show some limelight, it is not in vain." ”

Xu Zheng's words were in line with Xu Jing's thoughts, these two people were tired and worried for a day, and finally had a chance to retaliate, where could they miss it, Xu Jing hurriedly agreed: "Exactly, exactly." ”

After the two finished speaking, they all looked at Xu Deshan, this is a kind of natural herd heart, the two of them went to the city for the first time, they didn't see anything, they didn't know how to do anything, and Xu Deshan, first led them to eat in Piaoxianglou, and then led them into the county office, so as not to go home and be beaten, such a magical Xu Deshan has become the support of the two of them, and now the two of them want to go to the limelight, so they naturally want to ask Xu Deshan's opinion.

Then, the two were embarrassed, because Xu Deshan didn't seem to hear them speak, but was engrossed in drinking tea and watching the play, without giving them any advice, Xu Zheng saw this, he could only make a louder voice, patted and continued to ask: "Third brother, we also want to compose poems, what do you think?" ”

Xu Deshan heard Xu Zheng speak this time, looked up at Xu Zheng in surprise and said, "If you want to go, go and ask me what to do?" ”

Xu Zheng opened his mouth and closed it aggrievedly, and said in his heart If you didn't behave so badly, why did I bother to ask you, Xu Jing and Xu Deshan had a better relationship, and came forward and asked: "Third brother, you led the two of us in, we are naturally dominated by you, listen to your orders, where can you act without permission, and if you want to be in the limelight, we naturally have to ask you." ”

Xu Deshan touched his nose and said, "I haven't been to such an event, so I don't have any experience, but I think these people are a little interesting to recite poems." ”

Xu Zheng sneered: "At their level, they are not as good as me, what is there to see." ”

Xu Deshan said: "It's because the level is not high, there is something to see, if you have a mouthful, like your father, you can't understand it, then it seems to be meaningful, you can go if you want to, this kind of activity, the focus is on participation, even if you are seen as a joke, it is good to increase some experience." ”

After listening to Xu Deshan's words, Xu Zheng and Xu Jing's faces suddenly became very exciting, and I don't know if it was because Xu Deshan slandered Xu Caizheng in public, or because Xu Deshan regarded the two of them as a joke.