After reading it once, he didn't understand it, but he finally knew that he wasn't making it up, so he patiently read it again......

"You just did it?"

After three breaths, he asked. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Jia Qing grinned and said, "Only adults have a question." ”

The old man apologized: "I don't mean anything else, I just think it's incredible, seeing that you are not very old like this, who is the teacher?" ”

Seeing that the old man's attitude had improved, Jia Qing also became slightly respectful and said, "Master Fang, the assistant minister of the family teacher's cabinet." ”

It's not that Jia Qing shows off, every time he puts Fang Shou's official position out in advance, but for His Holiness, others can say "Fang Shou Fang", but Jia Qing can't mention the word Fang Shou, so in order to clearly introduce Fang Shou, he had to add his official position.

But since then, the shaking has been great.

In this era of learning and excellence, the cabinet assistants, which is the dream position of every scholar, is an unattainable dream, and it is the most pinnacle pursuit.

Now Jia Qing, who is not very old at first glance, is actually a disciple of the minister, Zizi, the future is bright! The eyes around him instantly became a little complicated.

Of course, if you are in the capital, this sentiment may be much less. But in other places, even in Nanjing, the second capital of the dynasty, this kind of worship of the cabinet is deeply imprinted in the hearts of every scholar.

"It turned out to be a senior disciple of the old Fang Pavilion, no wonder. I think that a few years ago, when the old Fang Ge was in the Ministry of Rites, he often came to the south prison to give lectures, and he also had some friendships, so the old man entrusted him to the big one, how about calling you a virtuous nephew? ”

"Adults love it, students dare not bear ......"

The old man said unhappily: "Do you think I just deliberately made things difficult for you?" ”

Jia Qingxin said: What do you mean, it's just good!

However, he didn't show it on his face, and bowed down and said, "The student doesn't dare to ...... The younger generation has seen the adults. ”

The old man smiled and nodded, as if he had accepted a good apprentice, he stretched out his hand to help Jia Qing, and said to Sun Wu, who looked ugly next to him as if he had eaten: "Xiao Wu, come and see your Brother Jia Shi." ”

Looking at the old man's face as if he had nothing to do, Jia Qing knew that this was the reason why the old man was almost trapped.

There is an elder who thinks about himself so much, Sun Wu is lucky.

But Sun Wu didn't understand, he was dissatisfied: "Teacher, you? ”

He was very aggrieved and felt that he was an abandoned baby......

Sun Wu didn't act, and the old man didn't urge, and said to Jia Qing with a smile: "Your brother Sun Shi has no father and mother since he was a child, and he grew up next to the old man, and the old man is busy with official business, so it is inevitable that he will neglect to discipline, which leads to his withdrawn and eccentric personality. If he offends the virtuous nephew in any way, please ask the virtuous nephew to bear with him. ”

Sun Wu's face turned black and red when he said this, and he almost doubted his ears.

Jia Qing was also very surprised, and hurriedly said: "Where do you speak, there is no gap between me and Brother Sun, and there is only a bit of a battle of wills when I go long, my lord says this, and the younger generation is afraid!" ”

Seeing that Jia Qing was not arrogant because of his "weakness", the old man secretly praised in his heart and said:

"The old man's surname is Zhao, and he is currently the secretary of the Southern Supervisor, you can call me Uncle Zhao."

"Do you know Mr. Qian from the North Prison?"

Jia Qing vaguely remembered that Qian Jingrun's mentor was in Nanjian as a secretary.

"That's another disciple of the old man."

"It turned out to be Mr. Qian's teacher, but it was the junior Meng Lang before."

Qian Jingrun is a teacher that Jia Qing respects very much, for the sake of his face, as long as this immoral brother does not come to provoke him in the future, he does not have to "step" on him anymore.

Zhao Siye waved his hand and didn't mind: "It's okay, we'll talk about it." Well, we've been talking for so long, they can't wait. ”

Exactly, after seeing Zhao Siye read Jia Qing's poem, the people below only praised it, copied it in their hands, and didn't preach it, so they continued the old with Jia Qing for a long time, and they were already a little impatient. Seeing that they had finally finished speaking, they all immediately cheered up.

Zhao Siye slowly opened Jia Qing's poem manuscript and read it in his old and vigorous voice:

"I heard that the soldiers of the three armies marched north

The vast and sorrowful day is slanting

The east of the whip refers to the end of the world

Falling red is not a ruthless thing

Turn into spring mud to protect flowers"

......

"You, you, although it is said that if you don't make a sound, it is a blockbuster, but you are too ...... I don't even know how to describe it. ”

At the gate of Guozijian, Zhang Ziwen said to Jia Qing with a complaint.

"Fluke, fluke." Jia Qing grinned.

Zhang Ziwen looked at Jia Qing with a hippie smile helplessly, and began to doubt his achievements in studying for so many years, there are demons in this world!

"Forget it, if you don't go when you go to see the teacher, I won't tell you, I'll go back to my life first."

Zhang Ziwen said and bowed, turned around and went back.

Jia Qing also took the car back to Ningguo Mansion under the escort of Li Yan and others.

……

The Nanjing Cultural Fair is not only a grand event, but also an official event, the purpose of which is to promote the style of the literati. Therefore, all the works made in the literary meeting and listed as excellent by the general evaluation team will be copied in dozens of copies, and sent by special personnel to the important squares and cities in the city and the city gates to publish the lists, so that the readers who have not been invited can enjoy it with the people in the city.

With the population density and complexity of Jinling City, it is really possible to become famous all over the world!

In front of Wende Square, under the archway, a large group of people gathered.

Most of these people are students from major private schools, or ordinary students from Yingtianfu School, or merchants who linger here.

Although they are not qualified to participate in the cultural society, in the eyes of most people, they are still upper-class figures, walking ten miles and eight streets, they are all respected and cultured people.

At this time, they were in full swing discussing the masterpieces screened out by the Ministry of Rites posted on the list, and if they couldn't discuss it, it often turned into a debate, which made the atmosphere more and more enthusiastic.

"Here we go again......"

A pair of officials galloped past, stopped in the middle of the way, and came this way with a piece of paper.

The onlookers hurriedly gave way, and waited for them to post neatly before they surrounded again.

"Hey, why is there only one poem this time?"

One spoke up. Guy used to pass on several works at the same time, and he had never passed on a single poem like this!

"It's not like the meeting is going to end, it's the last thing to pass......

"What's the matter, don't you look at what is written on it!"

As a result, there was a rare silence at the scene, and a person from the front helped everyone recite the above content. After he finished reading, after a few moments, all kinds of noises began to appear again.

"Wonderful!"

"The sentence 'falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers' is absolutely ......"

"After listening to this poem, I really want to be like those soldiers of the Northern Expedition, wearing armor to defend the country, even if it is a horse leather shroud!"

……

The discussion began to spread with a level of enthusiasm that it had not been before, until a voice asked, "The author's name is Jia Qing?" Who is this Jia Qing? Why haven't you heard of it? ”

"I don't know, but if I can write such a good poem, I guess I am not a mortal, I must be a poet!"

Many people have never heard of Jia Qing's name, but fortunately, there is the most advanced person who has solved the puzzle: "It is written on it, he is not from our Jiangnan, he is the prisoner of the Northern Prison!" ”

"It's actually someone from the North Prison, it seems that the North Prison is going to make a big splash at the Jiangnan Cultural Conference."

As soon as this person's voice fell, another voice said: "Beijian Jia Qing? I remember that yesterday there was also an absolute list here, and it was a wonderful anomaly, and that person seemed to be called Jia Qing......"

"Yes, yes, I remember when you said that, and many people applauded it at the time.

I still remember that pair, and I came to tell you about it......"

In a short time, similar scenes appeared in all the major markets in Nanjing, and the people involved were the same person......