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The number of people who came to participate in the meeting, including the retinue and the officials who maintained order, was no less than 3,000 people

The venue was full of ceremonial decorations.

It's very lively!

Jia Qing and others lingered in the meantime, discussing poetry and painting, leisurely and wandering, but it was not as boring as they thought before they came.

As a celebrity in Jiangnan, Li Yunfei has acquaintances everywhere he passes, but he is indifferent, and there are very few people who can say three words to him.

As for Jia Qing, except for Du Feng, who was traveling with him, he didn't know any of the others, and together with Li Yunfei, he completely became a foil.

However, Li Yunfei was more enthusiastic about Jia Qing, and others basically couldn't interject in the conversation between the two.

At noon, Jia Qing said goodbye to Li Yunfei and Du Feng and left the country.

In fact, the Ministry of Rites prepared a free lunch in the canteen of Nanjian, but Jia Qing had other arrangements......

In Xicheng, in a large courtyard, Jia Qingzheng was standing inside.

"Yes, it's bright enough, and the pattern is good."

This is what Jia Yun spent a few days choosing, and it was used as the headquarters of the "Swift Windmill and Horse Travel".

Swift Windmill and Horse Shop was the name Jia Qing gave to his first estate.

"It's all done according to the requirements of the second uncle, this courtyard used to be used to open a martial arts hall, and the martial arts hall has been sluggish these years, and their owner wants to break up, and I happened to run into it, so I bought it at a price.

The nephew is planning to renovate this place, and according to the second uncle's wishes, the place where the horses are raised, the place where the car is kept, and the place where people live must all be separated.

I have selected a few people from the clan, all of whom are usually not very happy, listen to me and follow us to do no less than two taels of silver every month, and after doing well, you can also mix up with a manager, all of them are scrambling to follow me to do it, and these days with me is also very active.

I asked Ni Er to take someone to buy the carriage, and now there are eighteen in the yard, and I expect to buy more than a dozen to recruit some more people to start work. ”

After listening to Jia Yun's report, Jia Qing suggested: "The carriage can now be bought for ready-made temporary use, but you remember, don't try to be convenient, after you bring the carriage and horse shop on the right track, you have to start customizing the carriage with your own style, and walk on the road, so that people can see at a glance that it is my team of fast windmills and horses." ”

"Yes, my nephew understands!" Jia Yun said.

After that, Jia Qing looked everywhere again, and didn't find anything wrong, Jia Yun still did things very properly, and casually encouraged Jia Yun a few words, and then went home.

He did not participate in the later literary meetings.

……

"Second master, a guest has come to the door."

At noon the next day, Jia Qing, who had been playing cards with the maid all morning, was taking a nap and was woken up by Peifeng's hurried voice.

"Who?"

Jia Qing rolled over, didn't want to get up, and asked with dissatisfaction.

"Manager Lai sent someone to say that it was the second master's senior brother in prison, named Zhang Ziwen."

It's him, what is he doing here?

In the end, the relationship is not shallow, it is not good to slack off, Jia Qing turned over and sat up and said: "You tell Lai Sheng's people, welcome people to the front hall, and I will come later." ”

A quarter of an hour later, Jia Qing met Zhang Ziwen in the front hall.

"Why did Brother Zhang come here?"

The two are classmates and have a good relationship, so Jia Qing is not polite to him, and asks him directly when they meet, while beckoning him to sit down.

Zhang Ziwen was a little surprised by Jia Qing's directness, and after sitting down again, he said, "The teacher asked me to urge you!" ”

"Lord Sake? What is he urging me to do? ”

Zhang Ziwen said with a smile: "Who told you to be lazy, the teacher saw that the literary meeting was almost over, and he still didn't see your poems, so he asked me to supervise you!" ”

Sun looked down as the sacrificial wine of the northern eunuch, and of course he didn't come to Nanjing just to bring Jia Qing and a few people down, but as the main judge, he was responsible for the review work in the back.

Jia Qingdao said: "Didn't I make a couplet? Didn't you see it? ”

"Not enough!"

Seeing Jia Qing looking at him speechlessly, Zhang Ziwen explained: "What the teacher means, you are talented in poetry, this time, if you are clumsy, it will be a pity, so he hopes that you can make poems, first, this is a good opportunity to exercise, and second, to add luster to the North Prison!" ”

"If you want to add luster to the North Prison, there are two senior brothers, where can I be needed? Presumably, yesterday's Jingyi competition leader Brother Zhang must have been caught, isn't that enough? ”

Jia Qing complained. Indeed, not to mention the other person, this Zhang Ziwen alone is enough to add luster to the North Prison. Sun looked down at this move, to put it bluntly, he just wanted to squeeze Jia Qing, and wanted to see which step Jia Qing's poetry could surprise people!

"I can't say that, the land south of the Yangtze River is full of literary style, where do I dare to say that I will definitely win the championship......

It's just that the teacher's meaning is very clear, that is, Brother Jia, you will give it a try, this, ...... you see? ”

Jia Qing originally thought that with yesterday's shot, it was enough to occupy the top three names of Lian Zheng, and he could be regarded as having completed the task. Who knows......

However, Sun looked down on the meaning that he couldn't disobey, and he was depressed for a moment, so he had to say: "What else can I do, then let's go." ”

Hey, it's going to be plagiarized again......

Zhang Ziwen had a smile on his face, stood up and said, "Please!" ”

……

In the south prison, the figures are much thinner than yesterday.

"No, Brother Zhang, do you want to supervise me to compose poems before you stop?"

In the venue, Jia Qing complained to Zhang Ziwen, who urged him to go to the poetry stage.

Zhang Ziwen was a little embarrassed, and said apologetically: "This is what the teacher meant, and I ask Brother Jia ......to forgive me."

Old man Sun is really interesting, he actually gave this kind of order, and in the past, he thought he was a pedantic Confucian.

Seeing that the two also walked to the poetry platform, Jia Qing no longer paid attention to Zhang Ziwen, simply took three steps and made two steps, stepped up the wooden steps, and crossed the poetry platform.

He has to hurry up and "hand in his homework"!

"Is that you?"

Maybe it was a fateful arrangement, as soon as Jia Qing came to power, he heard a voice with resentment in surprise, which was still very familiar. Looking up, who else is Sun Wu who lost face yesterday?

Jia Qing thinks life is really interesting!

Ignoring Sun Wu on the other side, Jia Qing first saluted the judge and reported to the door: "Jia Qing, the prisoner of the North Prison, has seen my lord!" ”

The official looked like he was fifty or sixty years old, waved his hand and said, "No courtesy, well, it seems that you and Xiao Wu know each other?" ”

Jia Qing had a bad feeling, this judge and Sun Wu seem to have a good relationship!

Sure enough, I only heard Sun Wu interject in a aggrieved voice: "Back to the teacher, the disciple recognizes him, he is the son of everyone, relying on his identity, he has made the disciple ugly......"

The judge's face sank when he heard this.

Jia Qing was very depressed today, he was first forcibly pulled over to compose poems, and he casually went on a stage, and the main thing was still the teacher of the "enemy"! That's right, it's a teacher, because Sun Wu claims to be a disciple and not a student in front of him.

Now that Sun Wu is "complaining" in front of his teacher, it is not easy for him to defend himself, could it be that it is because your apprentice came stupidly to provoke me that I fought back?

Saying so is counterproductive.

Because, inseparable!

So Jia Qing didn't explain much, and bowed again and said, "Students come to take the exam, and adults are invited to ask questions!" ”

The judge was old and calm, and quickly retracted the emotions on his face, and said quietly: "The national dynasty is at war, so you can make a poem with this theme, no limit to rhyme."

Like them, you have a stick of incense time, go over. ”

"Yes"

Jia Qing raised his eyes and saw that there were four tables on one side of the poetry platform, and there were people standing next to two of them, so he walked over there silently.

Jia Qing's question doesn't seem to have any requirements, but Jia Qing knows that he has the meaning of making things difficult for himself, after all, how old is he and can know what war is? Not to mention writing poems.

However, Jia Qing was not dissatisfied, everyone has the heart to protect the calf, and the judge has the final say on what questions come up.

Sun Wu was in charge of lighting incense and timing next to him. What's funny is that Jia Qing can see it clearly, this guy deliberately straightened the incense when he lit it, and the stay time was not short......

If he does this, the incense will definitely burn much faster.

Seeing that he was slightly proud to insert the incense stick in front of him, Jia Qingzhen didn't know how to describe him.

That's probably what the clown looks like.

Ignoring these anymore, Jia Qing dipped his pen in ink, swayed freely, and after a moment of effort, a seven-word poem jumped on the paper.

Stop the pen and set the brush on the pen holder.

"My lord, the students are ready!"

The two buddies next to him turned their heads in disbelief, wanting to see what Jia Qing had written.

The old man who was the judge also looked at it incredibly, and made sure that Jia Qing was going to hand in the paper, so he ran over, picked up Jia Qing's manuscript and read it.

He made up his mind in his heart that if Jia Qing dared to grandstand him, no matter who he was, he would deal with him on the spot!

The majesty of Confucianism cannot be trampled on by such anointed disciples!