The little monk took Mao Yulong directly to the annex of the temple, where there are several plum trees that have been carefully cultivated and pruned for many years for the annual scholarly association, according to the sick thoughts of the literati at that time, these plum plants, cut the disease crookedly, but life is vigorous and tenacious, blooming proudly in the white snow, quite interesting.

When Mao Yulong came in, there were already three or five talents who had just passed this year, and it was very rare that the teachings of Hangzhou Prefecture and the professors of several prefectures had also arrived early, and they were surrounded by a group of future children.

Mao Yulong's arrival still attracted the attention of some people, after all, he was the youngest talent this year. Of course, among a group of talents, no matter who they are, when they see the poor Mao Yulong, they have a feeling of unconvincing in their hearts. When he said words of admiration in his mouth, he inevitably said a few words in his heart, which was pure luck.

Mao Yulong just wanted to be familiar with the whole process, and he didn't think about the meaning of climbing with other so-called same years at all, and after going through the motions and greeting politely, he found a secluded place to sit alone, clasped his hands, and quietly watched those high-spirited people talk there.

As the sun approaches, it is the time when the sun is abundant and warm, and the plum blossoms are blooming. There were 100 literati gathered in the garden, some of them were in the previous scientific examination, and some of them had just been in the middle of the land this year, shaking their heads one by one, with a draft in their hearts, waiting for the opening poetry meeting for a while, showing their talents. Especially this year, it is rare that the teachings of Hangzhou Mansion came in person, plus several professors from Hangzhou, everyone wanted to show their faces in front of them.

With the sound of a chime, the official drama began to be staged.

The annual Plum Garden Gathering has become the most prestigious event in Hangzhou, which is a song between singing and answering, of course, the most exciting drama, that is, the so-called small test where everyone gets together.

This is a very elegant thing, that is to say, according to the rules of the examination room, everyone should be in the situation, and then make the next article, according to the rules of the regular examination, paste your name on it, and give it to the teachers and professors who came today for comments. Those who are commented on by the professors and professors will ask for a good prize, called Xiao Dengke, and he is so happy every year.

Of course, the real Dengke is to have the grace of the imperial court and add fame to it. It's just a kind of entertainment here, let's make a joke. There should also be a lottery, that is, everyone gathers a part, there is not much money, and the picture is happy.

Of course, in the end, some of this lottery will have to be used to buy wine for the professors and professors in the audience, no matter how much or less.

However, Ming people are good at gambling, and in addition to this money, some people who do not admit defeat will bet on each other to entertain each other.

Mao Yulong only brought 50 yuan, and he was not qualified to participate in this kind of gambling competition at all, so he handed over the 50 yuan to the share, and then concentrated on preparing for lunch for a while, showing his cooking skills first, so that everyone could eat happily.

But everything is too unexpected, as the so-called literati are light, Mao Yulong, who was sitting in the corner admiring those sick plums, didn't want to provoke anyone at all, so someone went to provoke him.

The reason is not that he is too young and too popular. There are some literati who are indeed a little unconvinced, and take the initiative to come to the door to negotiate with him about writing, of course, this is a purpose that wants to suppress him.

At this time, in front of Mao Yulong's eyes, there was a very chic son, of course Mao Yulong knew this person, because in the whole of Hangzhou, those who didn't know this person were simply idiots - he was the richest man in Hangzhou, the son of the Song family, Song Yuanshan.

"In the same year of Mao, I just proposed that we play a small show, let's simulate the future examination room, I am willing to sit next to Mao in the same year, please don't postpone."

Mao Yulong was very surprised and confused.

This time I just responded to the scene, and I didn't want to compete with anyone at all. Especially knowing what kind of pound and two I am, I don't want to be too showy, I thought that I was shrinking in the corner and no one noticed, but after mixing this poetry meeting, I patted my ass and went home. I have to have a headache about my own family's affairs, how can I have the leisure to compare this writing with you, not to mention that the person in front of me is not easy to compare.

When it comes to the Song family in Hangzhou, it can be said that everyone knows and everyone knows.

The Song family is a large gentry in Hangzhou for hundreds of years, the family is prosperous, and there are many talents, especially at this stage, not only there are weavers, but also trading shops all over the city.

Because of the family's senior and thick family, in addition to the family history, in the past ten years, there have been a few jinshi, more than a dozen Xiucai appeared, by all the people in Hangzhou respectfully, a three-jinshi, up and down ten Xiucai.

And standing in front of him was Song Yuanshan, a son of the Song family.

This Song Yuanshan is the son-in-law of Changmen, ten years of cold windows, and he can be regarded as a hard study, how can his heart be higher than the sky, his life is thinner than paper, and he continues to rush to the exam, which is indeed not the first. This year, I am already twenty-seven or eighteen, and I got out of the examination room again, I thought that this time I could be at the top of the high school list, but I didn't expect to be preempted by a small 15-year-old child, how can I calm down?

This is one of the reasons, and there is another reason that has always made Song Yuanshan indignant, that is, this kid is from the Mao family.

Not long ago, his seventh brother was traveling in a carriage, and was intercepted halfway by several mischievous children of the Mao family, startled the horses pulling the carriage, and broke two ribs.

Originally, this incident was intended to alarm the government, but he was not his father, cherishing his feathers and protecting his face. thinks that a well-known scholarly family, going to fight with a few children, will inevitably fall behind and be pressed down. Although the other party also begged Li Zheng to apologize with a door-to-door apology, and also paid two or three thousand taels of silver for medicine, how could this make Song Yuanshan psychologically balanced. When I saw Mao Yulong today, it can be said that there is a new hatred and an old hatred, and we are all together, so this time, I am ready to directly lose Mao Yulong's face in front of the academic and political advisors and professors, and start to challenge on the spot.

Mao Yulong actually knew how many catties and taels he had in his stomach, and the child in his previous life was simply ignorant. This time, he was able to get the fame of Xiucai, to be honest, it was opportunistic. Compete with this kind of person who has really suffered for ten years, and there is absolutely no chance of winning.

Mao Yulong immediately stood up and bowed, his face full of humility: "Senior brother's writing is famous in Suzhou and Hangzhou, how can it be that I can do it as a hairy child?" As for me being able to become the head of the case this time, it's just a fluke, how dare I fight in the ring with my senior brother on an occasion like today, you might as well spare me. ”

Mao Yulong said this, but it made this Song Yuanshan feel even more indignant, this is obviously humiliating himself, this matter must not be resigned. So he shook the folding fan in his hand and shook it away: "Brother Mao Xian's chest and abdomen have their own hills and ravines, but it's just a joke for everyone, how can you refuse like this?" In this way, it is a loss of face for us students. Then he shook his head and said to the stinky feet around him: "Our prodigy is so modest, in fact, he is saying that we, the scholars of Hangzhou, are not as good as him in the cold window for ten years, so don't we underestimate us?" ”

These words caused public anger, and the scholars who gathered around them immediately became indignant, as the so-called literature has no first, and there is no second martial arts, and all people think that their writing is better than others. was won by this little child this year's case, everyone was indignant in their hearts, and at this time, they were provoked by this Song Yuanshan, and they were even more excited.

Of course, the crowd of literati is excited, but it is not outdated, but the words have not reached the point of moving hands and feet, and as a result, this verbal thing is more hateful than moving hands and feet.