Qi Ning waved his hand, the teacup flew out, many people didn't see what was going on at all, the cup was like a meteor, and then they heard a scream of "ouch", and the teacup hit a spectator sitting in the crowd. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The man was hit on the bridge of the nose, and blood suddenly came out of his nostrils, and someone on the side immediately held him, and some people got up and shouted, "What is this?" How can a grand literary event be so arrogant and rude? ”

At this time, there was a commotion in the venue.

The deans of the eight major academies suddenly showed dissatisfaction on their faces, Xue Danqing frowned, stared at Qi Ning, and asked in a deep voice: "Mr. Zhuo's Qionglin Academy has always been thoughtful, how can you hurt people in front of everyone?" ”

"Dean Xue, I just said, then I'll make two jokes, I'm open-minded, I can laugh it off, but if you want to insult my students in words, then there is nothing to discuss." Qi Ning said lightly: "You can't hear that this person is disrespectful, but I can hear it clearly." ”

"You're spewing blood!" The man who was beaten covered his nose and said angrily, "I didn't say it. ”

"Everybody's heard, right?" Qi Ning smiled: "No matter how much the voice is disguised, it can't be changed, and the timbre of the words that came out is no different from you." If you deny it, this is the end of today's book meeting, let's go to the yamen first, and explain this matter clearly, not only why you are not disrespectful, but also who is behind you. ”

"Commanding?" The man hurriedly said, "No one instructed me, it was me!" At this point, the voice stopped abruptly.

At this time, many eyes were fixed on him, and the man knew that he had lost his words, and he was embarrassed, and lowered his head, but did not dare to speak again.

Qi Ning smiled and said to Xue Danqing: "Dean Xue, this is the venue of your Longchi Academy, you also heard what he said, whether you want such scum to stay here, please think about it." After all, this is the land of Sven, and this person's words stink, if he continues to stay here, he is afraid that it will make the real literati present feel uncomfortable. ”

Although most of the literati at the venue were quite disdainful of the women's academy of Qionglin Academy, it was still too much to insult in front of everyone, and many people immediately cast a look of disdain for that person.

Xue Danqing's face was a little ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "Take him out, from now on, you must not step into Longchi Academy for half a step." ”

Two scholars from Longchi Academy walked over, picked up the man, and took him down.

The female students of Qionglin Academy suddenly felt refreshed, and when they looked at Qi Ning's gaze, they showed awe.

After taking the man down, the venue returned to calm, and Xue Danqing continued: "This grand event, we still invite five great Confucians from the past and the present to preside over it. The voice suddenly raised: "The five people invited this time are Yuan Ning'an, Yuan Laoshangshu, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, the Shenhou Mansion Ximen Shenhou, Xiling Wu Shandao, Huiji Chen-Xichang and Mr. Zhuo Qingyang Zhuo!" ”

Every time Xue Danqing mentioned someone, there was a burst of chanting.

The Jinghua Book Club will invite five highly prestigious Confucians to preside over each session, but one of the places has always belonged to the Ministry of Rites.

The Ministry of Rites manages the etiquette of poetry and books, the first literary event of Dachu, the Ministry of Rites is naturally strongly supported, and the book meeting has always been held, and the Ministry of Rites will also be invited to participate in the hosting, which has formed a convention, Yuan Ning'an has been in the position of the Ministry of Rites for many years, as long as there are no special circumstances, almost all will come to participate.

However, the other four positions change somewhat every year.

Although Ximen Shenhou is the leader of the Shenhou Mansion, he is also one of the painting saints of the Four Arts, and he is also a well-known figure in the literary world, but he has never participated in such a grand event.

At the annual book fair, the competition of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting is four, and there will be some small controversy, but as soon as I hear that the Ximen God is out of the battle, everyone feels that at least above the competition of painting art, there is the Ximen God in charge, there will never be a controversy, and the paintings evaluated by the painting saints in the four arts masters, of course, no one will question them.

As for Wu Shandao and Chen Xichang, although Qi Ning had never heard of them, from the cheers of the scholars and talents around them, it could be seen that these two people were also extremely prestigious, and they were by no means ordinary people.

When the name of "Zhuo Qingyang" was reported at the last one, although the cheers were small, the shock was extremely amazing, and everyone looked at each other and was dumbfounded.

Zhuo Qingyang, as the number one Confucian of the Great Chu Empire, his status in the literary world is of course undoubted, as long as he is a scholar, he will be in awe when he hears the word Zhuo Qingyang.

Zhuo Qingyang appeared in such a literary event, according to common sense, it was definitely expected, and no one was more qualified than him.

But as the dean of Qionglin Academy, Zhuo Qingyang appeared at the table, which of course made people feel a little inappropriate, although no one had doubts about Zhuo Qingyang's character, but Qionglin Academy was created by Zhuo Qingyang, if Zhuo Qingyang did not have a trace of favoritism towards Qionglin Academy, then no one believed it.

Qi Ning was also taken aback when he saw Zhuo Qingyang appear at the banquet, thinking that this old man was really joking, leaving Qionglin Academy and running to do something.

Some people couldn't help but whisper to each other, and at this moment, the five had already appeared in front of everyone, Yuan Ning'an, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, sat in the center, Shenhou Ximen Wuhate and Zhuo Qingyang sat on the left and right, although Wu Shandao and Chen Xichang were not weak in prestige, they were obviously worse than these three people, and they sat on the left and right sides.

When the five arrived, the deans of each academy led their disciples to get up and pay respects, and the five of them also bowed their hands in return, and after taking their seats, Xue Danqing cleared his throat before saying: "Everyone here also knows the rules of the book club, and the old man repeats it here." The major academies compare the four arts of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting with each other, and each item is scored by five judges, ten points is the best, and the full score of each round is fifty points! ”

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a voice say, "Wait! ”

Xue Danqing turned his head and saw that Zhuo Qingyang had already stood up, and everyone's eyes looked at him, Zhuo Qingyang said: "This time, the old man was originally going to lead Qionglin Academy to participate in the competition, but he was invited by Yuan Laoshangshu!" Speaking of this, he bowed his hand to Yuan Ning'an beside him, Yuan Ning'an immediately returned the salute, and Zhuo Qingyang continued: "Lao Shangshu insisted on letting Zhuo participate in the assessment, Zhuo thought again and again, and he was getting older, but he was afraid that he would not have many years to live, so he agreed to participate in the assessment this year." ”

Everyone couldn't help but bow slightly.

Zhuo Qingyang used to occasionally participate in the evaluation of book clubs, he is well-versed in the past and the present, and he is fair, so the book clubs he participated in have always been fair and fair, and the results of the evaluation have never been controversial.

It's just that since Qionglin Academy participated in the book fair, in order to avoid suspicion, Zhuo Qingyang has disappeared from the table, and he has not appeared for many years.

"But this time to participate in the evaluation, the old man can only be judged." Zhuo Qingyang said slowly: "The old man has also explained this matter to Yuan Laoshangshu. ”

Yuan Ning'an got up, he was old, and beckoned to Xue Danqing, Xue Danqing hurriedly walked over, Yuan Ning'an explained a few words, Xue Danqing hesitated, and finally said loudly: "Everyone, this year's rules have been slightly changed because of Mr. Zhuo's suggestion. Coughed twice, and then said: "In each round of evaluation, Mr. Zhuo will not score, so the full score will be forty points, whoever gets the highest score will be the winner of the round, but just like the annual book fair, the winner or loss of a round cannot be determined, after four rounds, which college has the highest score will win the crown of this book club." ”

The rules were established, but everyone was more respectful of Zhuo Qingyang, thinking that Zhuo Qingyang was doing this, obviously to avoid suspicion.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the hour has come, so there will be no delay." Xue Danqing said loudly: "In the first round of the competition to test piano skills, everyone knows that each academy, each family has a person who can come out to perform, and all kinds of musical instruments can be selected, mainly to test the attainments of music and rhythm. He arched his hand and said with a smile: "Longchi Academy is responsible for the holding of this academy, according to the rules, you can only be the first to show ugliness and take the lead in sending people to perform." Turning to look at the seat, he saw Yuan Ning'an bowing slightly, and then beckoned to the seat, and soon, one of the eight disciples of Longchi Academy came out, twenty-three or four-year-old, with a delicate appearance, standing in the center of the venue in front of everyone, first to the five, and then raised his hand and waved around.

"In Xia Liangbo, he is a disciple of Longchi Academy." The man said loudly: "To be able to participate in this round of competition this time, I would first like to thank Dean Xue of our Longchi Academy!" Speaking of this, he paid a deep tribute to Xue Danqing, Xue Danqing waved his hand and nodded with a smile, only to hear Liang Bo continue: "I also want to thank the senior brothers and junior brothers of the academy, but my most grateful is my mother, when I was young, my family was very poor, and my mother-in-law worked hard day and night to make me study, and I was blind!" At this point, his voice choked.

There was a sudden silence in all directions.

Liang Bo's eyes were slightly red, and he said: "Just a few days ago, I received a letter from my hometown, telling me that my mother was seriously ill in bed, but she still cared about me and asked someone to bring me a string of rock sugar gourds, which was my favorite thing to eat when I was a child!" Speaking of which, I took a brocade hand, opened it little by little, and took out a shriveled sugar gourd, "I am reluctant to eat, this is the love that my mother gave me, I want to keep it by my side all the time, and when I see the rock sugar gourd, I will feel that my mother is close to me!" Speaking of this, he sniffled before he said: "Today's song, I think of the bits and pieces of the past, and the hard work of my mother, specially composed for her, I hope you like it." ”

There was a burst of applause all around, and all the disciples of Longchi Academy raised their arms and shouted, supporting Liang Bo.