The chrysanthemum garden in the north of the city, in fact, is the courtyard of the Yan family, the pavilions and water pavilions in it, the flowers and trees are all complete, especially the chrysanthemum is a must, every autumn, all kinds of chrysanthemums are in full bloom, the garden is full of purple and red and gorgeous, so the Yan family named the garden chrysanthemum garden.

The Yan family is the descendant of Yan Hui, a proud protégé of Confucius, and is second only to the Confucian family in Qufu in the prosperity of literature in Jingdong. Every year, when the chrysanthemum garden blooms, the Yan family will invite some literati to drink chrysanthemums and chant poems, and over time, the chrysanthemum garden will become an influential cultural place in Jeju.

Yan Junqing is the son-in-law of the contemporary head of the Yan family, known as a literary name, and traveled around the world when he was young, and he never paid attention to any fame. This time I participated in the Jeju Autumn Festival, one was ordered by my father, and the other was the same mentality as Gu Haotian, and I went in to taste the taste of the imperial examination. Before the autumn season, he made an appointment with a group of friends for the Chrysanthemum Garden meeting on September 25, during which he happened to get acquainted with Gu Haotian and invited him to participate.

September 25 is a good time for autumn. In front of the chrysanthemum garden in the north of Jeju City, there are many literati and scholars from the beginning of the hour. Gu Haotian hired a carriage and only brought Pan Jinlian, who was dressed as a scholar, to come as promised.

The chrysanthemum garden is indeed famous, enter the garden, you will see the side of the path, under the rockery, by the pond, the yellow flowers are full of eyes, but there is the taste of "the garden is full of golden armor". The place of the meeting is in the center of the garden in a two-storey small building called the dark incense building, there is a pond of several acres in front of this building, a circle of flat land around, mixed with trees, rockeries, curved corridors, bamboo pavilions, and more ubiquitous chrysanthemums, it is indeed a good place to gather.

"Brother Gu has finally come to look forward to you."

Yan Junqing stood at the door of the Dark Fragrance Building to greet the guests, and when he saw Gu Haotian coming, he came up and took him in affectionately.

"This chrysanthemum garden is really exquisite, I didn't expect Jeju City to have such an elegant place." Gu Haotian praised.

"Don't hide it from my brother, but this is my family's other business, if my brother has leisure in the future, just come over, brother and I will greet you."

So that's the case, no wonder Yan Junqing looks like a master, Gu Haotian thought secretly. As they spoke, they arrived in the hall of the small building, where many people were already sitting, but they all stared at Gu Haotian with an inquiring expression.

"This is Gu Haotian, a good brother I met in the next autumn, but he is our Jingdong ......"

Yan Junqing knew that everyone was very curious when they saw him showing favor to this newcomer, and was about to report his name as a jade-faced Meng Wei, but was interrupted by Gu Haotian.

"In the Xia Yuncheng people's clan, the junior of the last school, Brother Mengyan is wrongly loved, I am honored to participate in today's rally, I have seen you here."

Gu Haotian didn't want to be in the limelight in this kind of place, so he took over Yan Junqing's words and took the initiative to greet those seated.

It turned out to be a junior boy, probably because the relatives of the Yan family came to see the world, and everyone knew it when they heard it, and they didn't take him seriously. However, a scholar in his thirties in the corner on the side stared at Gu Haotian viciously, eager to swallow him. As the so-called is not a family that does not get together, this person is the scholar surnamed Wang, the night before yesterday after he made a big scandal in Tingtao Tower, he saw Gu Haotian in the crowd of onlookers, and he thought that he designed himself, but there was no evidence, so he had to cry out and leave in embarrassment. When we meet today, we naturally grit our teeth.

Yan Junqing led Gu Haotian aside and sat down, and then said goodbye and went to his own business. At this time, there were about ten people in the hall, some talking, some listening silently, and some of them couldn't help but take out their own poems and works to read.

The atmosphere in the hall gradually intensified, with some responding and some commenting, but most of them touting each other. Gu Haotian listened to it for a while, but he didn't hear any refreshing masterpieces, and felt that it was so tight to sit inside, so he quietly slipped out with Pan Jinlian.

Yanjia Chrysanthemum Garden is full of beautiful scenery, Gu Haotian and Pan Jinlian are wandering around the garden at will, but they feel pleasing to the eye, which is far better than listening to those clichés in the hall. The two of them took a turn in the garden, and when they arrived at a water pavilion, they saw a few chrysanthemums by the pond, and a residual lotus in the pond, but it was very quiet, so they sat down and rested for a while.

"Little official, what kind of poetry is so difficult?" Pan Jinlian asked curiously.

"You mean the chrysanthemum poem?"

"That's right."

"What's so difficult about that, I just don't want to compete with those laymen."

"The petty official is bragging, otherwise you will make a song and listen to it?"

Pan Jinlian is now very close to Gu Haotian in private, and she has no scruples about speaking.

"Listen up, scare you damn girl." Gu Haotian said as he searched for chrysanthemum poems in his mind.

"There it is." After a while, he found one, so he faced the remnant lotus and slowly chanted.

There is no rain cover for the lotus,

The chrysanthemum remnant still has proud frost branches.

A good year must be remembered,

It is most orange-yellow-orange-green.

Pan Jinlian couldn't imagine that the little official really chanted, and it sounded very beautiful, she silently read it a few times, felt catchy, and couldn't help but worship it.

"Xiao Lian'er, what's the matter, it's shocked, and don't look at what kind of character your little official is." Gu Haotian was proud.

"What's the big deal, or you'll make another one." Pan Jinlian refused to admit defeat.

"Hehe, I have to convince your little girl today, and listen to me again."

Gu Haotian was about to start the cheating machine, but saw Yan Junqing coming from a distance.

"Why is Brother Gu here alone, I am so tired that I am easy to find."

"Didn't I go out for a walk because I was greedy for the good scenery in the garden?"

"Now is the time of excitement, and go back to have fun, why can't you play in this garden." Yan Junqing couldn't help but say, picked up Gu Haotian and went to the lobby.

Approaching the dark incense building, I only heard a burst of applause from inside, as if someone's masterpiece had come out. Gu Haotian followed Yan Junqing into the door, but once again succeeded in attracting everyone's attention, and many people wondered why Yan Junqing protected this kid tightly.

"This little man, it's because I can't get into your ears when the poems can't get into your ears, so I avoid listening to them."

At this time, some people saw that Yan Junqing was taking care of a nameless boy like this, and they were dissatisfied and deliberately made a fool of themselves.

"In the next layman, he is only a shallow learner, and he doesn't know much about poetry, so you just have to enjoy it." Gu Haotian replied without being arrogant or humble.

"Everyone, such a beautiful day, it is the time to show your talents, don't let it down." Yan Junqing saw that everyone was targeting Gu Haotian, so he came out to play a round.

Those people saw that the master's family came out to speak, and Gu Haotian admitted that he didn't understand poetry, so he stopped pestering.

"You're just afraid of being deceived, this little lang happened to be sitting opposite in the autumn this time, I see him writing like a god, but he is an extraordinary person, and now he is humble, I'm afraid he really looks down on me."

However, at this moment, a gloomy voice suddenly sounded in the hall.

As soon as everyone heard that this young man was actually a scholar from the current branch of Qiuqiu, he pretended not to understand poetry, which was obviously disdainful of being with us, so some people deceived him into thinking that he was making a fool of himself, and coaxed him to punish him for making poems.

Gu Haotian had just taken off and wanted to sit down and be quiet for a while, but when he heard this provocative remark, his heart couldn't help but catch fire. He looked for the sound, only to see that the person who spoke was the Wang scholar he met in Tingtaolou the night before, and he couldn't help sneering in his heart, it seems that this guy has not learned enough.

"Huh! Isn't this the notorious Wang Xiucai who was listening to Taolou the night before, no wonder I smelled a foul smell when I just entered the door, could it be that you came to this chrysanthemum garden before you washed it today. Gu Haotian stared at the Wang scholar and said jokingly.

Listening to the incident of Taolou the night before, it has spread all over Jeju Shilin and the people in the past two days, and even has the nickname of "Laxi Five Xiucai". At this time, when everyone listened to Gu Haotian's words, they immediately turned their attention to the surnamed Wang.

"I-I, I was framed by a wicked person, and sooner or later I will have to pay him back a hundredfold."

Under the gaze of everyone, the face of the man surnamed Wang suddenly swelled like a pig's liver, and he said hatefully:

"You are a talented person who has entered the Tribute Academy, but you pretend to be ignorant of poetry, aren't you bullying the ignorance here?"

I have to say that the person surnamed Wang also has some ability, and he led Gu Haotian to the opposite side of everyone in an instant.

"Gu Xiucai, today's yellow flowers are just right, don't be stingy, and write a poem to satisfy our hunger."

"Gu Xiucai is a young genius, there must be Li Du's talent, don't be impatient, just listen to it."

"If Gu Xiucai really can't write poetry, then where does Qiu Xiucai's poetry come from, it's doubtful."

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Under the instigation of several accomplices of the Wang family, the firepower in the hall was suddenly aimed at Gu Haotian again, some were maliciously instigated, some followed the trend and coaxed, some watched coldly, and of course, some people wanted to see this young man's talent.

Let's say that Yan Junqing originally thought that Gu Haotian had just arrived, and he was afraid that he would be left out before he called him back, but he didn't want to encounter this kind of situation, and he couldn't help but feel very uneasy, but he couldn't help it. He looked at Gu Haotian but saw that he was not happy and carefree, but just a contemplative look.

At this moment, Gu Haotian is thinking, if he doesn't write two poems today, it seems that he won't be able to pass the test, otherwise he will be fouled in the autumn in the future. He sifted through several well-known chrysanthemum poems in his heart, trying to find one that was appropriate for the situation.

But Pan Jinlian, who was guarding behind at this time, couldn't stand it, she was already a pungent character, and now she couldn't help but stand up when she saw her petty officials being bullied.

"It's not that my little officials don't know poetry, but they are humble by nature, since everyone likes his poems so much, it just so happened that he just made a poem in the back garden, and the little one will read it to everyone."

Saying that, Pan Jinlian read aloud generously:

There is no rain cover for the lotus,

The chrysanthemum remnant still has proud frost branches.

A good year must be remembered,

It is most orange-yellow-orange-green.

Let's say that Gu Haotian was thinking about using that poem to deal with, and suddenly heard Pan Jinlian read out the poem she had just read, and her soul was in a hurry, thinking that she would definitely die this time, and her reputation in this life would probably be ruined in the mouth of this dead girl. I was stunned for a while, and I didn't know what to do.