Qian Jin followed the prestige and saw a middle-aged Confucian student standing proudly at the door of the hall.

"Brother, that is the eighty-third generation great-grandson of the master, and His Majesty will call him Mr. when he sees him, you must not offend him." Liao Donglin reminded next to him.

Qian Jin was noncommittal, and continued to discuss the details of contact and tailoring with the women. Finally caught a few buyers, and if he didn't earn a few of their silver, how could he be worthy of the hard work of him and the silkworm girl in the past few days.

That generation of filial piety saw that there was no response to his words, and his old face couldn't help but turn into a pig's liver color. He stepped over the threshold and walked straight into the hall. Seeing this, the scholars automatically separated into one way.

"The woman who has not been out of the cabinet is not a girl at home to study for women, but she comes out to show her face, which is really shameless." That generation of filial piety went to those women and attacked directly.

These women are all from big families, and now they are scolded as shameless, which is simply a heart-wrenching word for women, and the thin-skinned tears are already rolling in their eyes. There were scholars next to him who were familiar with those women, and they wanted to speak out to defend it, but they were afraid of Dai Xiaoru's identity, and finally chose to be silent.

Qian Jin was chatting with those women about the key points, but was interrupted by this generation of filial piety, and he couldn't help but be a little angry. He turned his face and scolded: "Where did it come out to call a donkey, and if you want to call, you don't look at the place." ”

The first thing that every scholar in Chen Guo did when he was enlightened was to worship his master. As the descendants of the master, that generation of filial piety can be said to be the spokesperson of the sage doctrine, and his status is so respectful, but he doesn't want to be scolded as a donkey today. At this time, his face was flushed, his eyes were round, and he was about to have a seizure.

Qian Jin had already put on a smiling face, stepped forward to hold the arm of that generation of filial piety and said, "Ouch, I don't know if Mr. is coming, please forgive me for being rude." ”

Dai Xiaoru heard Qian Jin's accusation, and the anger in his heart calmed down a little.

People with good deeds thought that a good show was about to be staged, but they knew that they had just smelled the ignition and the smell of medicine had already died down, and they couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Dai Xiaoru stroked his beautiful hair and said indifferently: "Forgive you for the sin of ignorance." However, you have only won the champion, and you must respect your identity. It is really undignified to ponder these skirt hairpins with these boudoir women in public. ”

Qian Jin didn't respond to his words, but only asked, "Has Mr. ever eaten?" ”

"I haven't eaten yet......"

Qian Jin touched the silk robe on Dai Xiaoru's body again, and said with a smile: "The workmanship of this shirt on Mr. is very fine, and the materials are also very exquisite." ”

"It's all a gift from Your Majesty......"

"Dare to ask if sir's mother is alive?"

“…… Although he is 80 years old, he is still in good health. ”

Although Dai Xiaoru was puzzled by Qian Jin's words, he still answered patiently one by one for the sake of bearing.

After hearing this, Qian Jin stroked his palm and smiled: "Mr. is a contemporary Confucian, and my generation is naturally a high mountain." At first, I thought that Mr. jumped out of the crack in the stone, but today I learned that Mr. was also born and raised by his parents, and he also had to eat, drink, and Lazar. Taught. ”

Dai Xiaoru's previous anger had not been completely eliminated, but who expected that after Qian Jin was false and wronged, he scolded him as "jumping out of the stone". At this time, he was already so angry that "one Buddha was born, and two Buddhas ascended to heaven".

Just when the attack was about to occur, a guzheng sound was like a spring breeze blowing through everyone's hearts, like a spring water dingdong, with a faint sadness, and like the Sanskrit sound of the ancient temple, solemn and solemn. After listening to only half of the song, everyone's hearts were like drinking sweet springs, and the boredom was swept away. Even that generation of filial piety was listening intently at the moment, and couldn't help nodding and praising when he heard the highlights.

Qian Jin followed the prestige, but saw a woman in white playing behind the bead curtain on the high platform in the hall.

At the end of the song, everyone is still reminiscing. A silver bell-like woman's voice came from behind the bead curtain: "When the talented little woman saw Mr. Dai's anger, she played a song "Bodhi Pure Heart Mantra". I wonder if Mr. Dai is in a calm mood now? ”

Dai Xiaoru arched his hand and said: "The layman is elegant, and the music he plays is more like heaven." I think that my state of mind is still not firm enough, and if it weren't for the guidance of lay people, the contemptible person would almost have committed the 'hate' vow. ”

Qian Jin tugged at Wang Fusheng's sleeve next to him, and said strangely: "Yage is a woman?" ”

That Wang Fusheng had an expression that you only knew, but it was also hindered by Zhuang Yuanlang's face, so he only said: "That's true." Accord laymen have been famous in Beijing for a long time, writing a good poem and playing a good song, but never showing their true faces. ”

Qian Jin let out an "oh".

At this time, the woman behind the beaded curtain continued: "In that case, then please take a seat." Ladies and gentlemen...... Please take a seat, too. ”

After some humility, that generation of filial piety sat in the chief. Qian Jin wanted to continue to mix at the table near the door, but because of everyone's politeness, he had to lead the silkworm and the two to sit in the first place that time. The others were seated in turn.

The two maids pulled the beaded curtain open. On the high platform, a graceful woman dressed in white is sitting in front of a guzheng. Although she is graceful and delicate, she is covered with a scarf, so she can't see it very really.

The woman in white smiled: "You are all elegant people, please forgive the little girl for not showing her true face." Now that the bayberry in the south of the Yangtze River is ripe, the little woman is not talented, so she dares to invite all the gentlemen to come and taste it together. If these mundane things can lead to good poems from everyone, the face of this layman will also shine. ”

Dai Xiaoru is a descendant of his master and a contemporary Confucian, and no one argues with him for this first poem. Seeing him groan, he got up and hugged a fist at the high place, and chanted: "The flat-headed slave shakes the big fan, and May is not hot and suspicious of Qingqiu." The jade plate bayberry is set for the king, and the Wu salt is like a flower and white snow. ”

Everyone hurriedly praised "good poems" and "good sentences".

Qian Jin, who has little interest in poetry, is savoring the bottle of Western Regions wine on the table with a glass. This wine has a bit of a red wine taste, with a red color and a sweet taste. In a short time, he had already drained half of the bottle, and praised "good wine" and "good wine" repeatedly.

When he drank to a good place, he suddenly felt that someone was stabbing him with a finger behind him, so he remembered that neither Silkworm Niang nor Li Liang had drunk this wine, so he poured a glass and turned around and handed it over, but saw that Silkworm Niang was giving him a strong look.

Qian Jin looked back, and it turned out that everyone was looking at him.

There is an unwritten rule in this poem, that is, the opening few poems are given to people of status. Just now, Dai Xiaoru has already dedicated a poem, and it is his turn to be the champion. But since the last time he recited poems to the emperor at Juyong Pass, he has left a shadow in his heart, and if he plagiarizes the ancients, he will always show his feet, so it is better not to do it. So he smiled and said: "Brothers, I am a layman, and I don't know anything about poetry. You are at your own convenience. ”

With that, he drank the wine from his glass, and his face was already slightly drunk.

Everyone can't help but be a little disdainful, who believes that a champion can't write poetry.

At this time, a green-shirted Confucian man behind Dai Xiaoru walked out, punched Qian Jin, and said loudly: "Contemptible Fang Shi, learn from Mei Ruoting, the master of the Central Plains." Dare to ask the new champion to write a poem. ”

Qian Jin returned the salute and said, "I have never heard of it." ”

Seeing this, Liao Donglin, not far away, hurriedly ran to Qian Jin's side and sat down, and whispered in a low voice: "Brother, this Mei Ruoting is a master of science in the Central Plains, and his protégés are all over Chen Guo, you must not offend him, otherwise it will be extremely unfavorable to your future officialdom." ”

Qian Jin smiled and said nothing. Since preparing for the way of officialdom, his biggest headache every day is memorizing science. Now that the imperial examinations have been completed, those books have already been burned by him.

That Fang Shi heard that Qian Jin had contempt in his words, although he was angry, but because of the face of the Accord layman, he endured it and did not have a seizure. At this time, half a minute had passed since Fang Shi's invitation to the poem, and everyone saw that Qian Jin did not react, so many people whispered.

A white-clothed scribe got up and walked up to Qian Jin and said in a low voice: "Qian Shi said that the contemptible Fan is not sick, and he studied under Li Daoyang, a master of Jiangnan psychology. This Central Plains School usually overwhelms my Jiangnan School. You are a new champion and a Jiangnan person, if you are compared to this poetry meeting, our Jiangnan students will also be disgraced. ”

When Qian Jin heard this, he took a sip of wine, but he didn't feel that it was enjoyable, so he simply put the wine bottle in his hand. I saw that he stomped into the hall with some vague steps, saluted to the high platform, and said, "Sister layman, thank you for your hospitality...... I have something to say. ”

The woman in white frowned slightly, and said, "Please talk about the new champion, the little woman listens." ”

Qian Jin turned around, glanced at everyone, and said with a smile: "Do you compose poetry...... I won't. ”

Everyone thought there were amazing words, but they didn't expect Qian Jin to admit that he couldn't compose poems, and there were boos at the banquet for a while.

Qian Jin laughed, took another sip of wine, patted his chest and said, "But I know what is on the moon and what is under the ground." ”

Dai Xiaoru got up and said with a smile: "The ancients have poems as evidence: I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is not cold." Everyone knows that there is a Guanghan Palace on the moon, why do you need to say anything more? As for the underground, the women knew that it was the underworld. ”

"Then I ask you, have you ever been?"

"I didn't go to ......"

Qian Jin laughed and said: "I listened to Mr. chanting poetry, and the kid suddenly thought: If the Tartars commit a border one day, why don't you ask Mr. to chant a poem in front ......of the battle, and the enemy soldiers will retreat by themselves."

Dai Xiaoru was furious when he heard this, and he wanted to get up and argue, but he suddenly felt that his chest tightened, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out. This is the third time he has been angered by Qian today, and he is already a little anxious.

Everyone rushed to the rescue. After some tossing, that generation of filial piety was relieved.

Qian Jin looked at everyone, and he was a little bored. It's ridiculous that these people sit in the well and watch the sky every day, but they are still here to be elegant. He couldn't help but miss his mentor Yang Yinghe, and only when he discussed with Master Yang would he feel relaxed and happy.

He shook his head, confessed himself to the stage, and walked back to the table. In front of everyone's eyes, he bowed to the silkworm girl as a standard bending bow, and then took her little hand and walked out of the hall.

The silkworm mother knew that her master was in a bad mood, so she was a little annoyed with these people here. It just so happened that a few days ago, Qian Jinjiao's "cat step quick method" had been completed, so she walked up on the blanket with cat steps, and her posture was so unelegant that everyone paid attention to it.

When he arrived outside the hall, Qian Jin patted Li Liang's head and asked, "Did you bring food for Mr. and Xiangxiang?" ”

Li Liang patted the bulging bag and nodded with a smile.