No one along the road dared to stop Jiang Yun, and they all made way for him. There was a pharmacy not far from the place where Fang had just collided, and the doctor with long sideburns put his hand on a man's wrist and tapped his pulse carefully.

"Help!" Jiang Yun was soaked, his hair was messy, and the man who was waiting for the treatment was startled, and the doctor was also stunned, and then saw the child in Jiang Yun's arms, and immediately made a decision, called a few apprentices, and treated the child.

Mo Yinian and the vendor followed Jiang Yun to the pharmacy, and the vendor saw that his originally clever and cute child was now closed with his eyes closed, and he didn't say a word, and he was even more sad, and he fainted all of a sudden.

After a stick of incense, after the doctor's vigorous treatment, the drowning child spit out a large mouthful of water, and his breathing was finally smooth, which made Jiang Yun and the others frown, and a big stone in his chest was also put down.

The peddler knelt on the ground with a thud and kowtowed to Jiang Yun and the doctor.

Mo Yinian hurriedly picked up the vendor, Jiang Yun took out some silver from his arms and gave it to the doctor as a fee, but the doctor refused.

"Saving people's lives is the pursuit of our generation of Xinglin people." The doctor waved his hand, "It's the son, you are desperate to save your life, which makes the old man even more admired." ”

Jiang Yun was very relieved to see the eager eyes of the hawker and the child who was gradually regaining consciousness on the side.

But in an instant, he remembered Su Mingyuan, who crashed into the vendor and the child, and couldn't help but clench his fists, "It's just a human-faced beast!" ”

Jiang Yun walked out of the pharmacy, a cool breeze blew, and Mo Yinian hurriedly took a piece of clothing to cover him.

"That Su Mingyuan's beast ears! If I hadn't happened to be around, I'm afraid that these two people would have lost their lives. ”

"Childe, don't hurt yourself for this kind of person." Mo Yinian said, "The official mansion went to the place where the ship sank, inspected it, and then explained something to Su Mingyuan, and then detained the boatman and left. ”

"What about Su Mingyuan?"

"Not taken away."

A cool breeze blew, and Jiang Yun only felt extremely sad in his heart.

Ordinary hawkers, in order to get up early and run around in the dark, just to support their families, but now they have been hit by a sinking boat, and the government is just whispering a few words? What did the so-called scholar who was elegant and reciting poetry done?

"The wine and meat stink, and the bones are frozen to death..."Jiang Yun's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, "It is said that Su Mingyuan is going to participate in the poetry meeting, but I want to meet him for a while!" ”

"Brother, are you alright?" A flesh-like man hurriedly ran over, saw Jiang Yun soaking wet, and hurriedly ordered his subordinates to hand over his clothes.

"I've heard everything, so Su Mingyuan is really not a thing." Beigong Boyu said, "But his Lao Tzu is a Su weaver in Jiangnan Weaving Mansion, and he is very majestic." ”

Jiang Yun heard the reminder of him in Beigong Boyu's words, and he smiled and thanked him for his kindness.

Immediately afterward, there was a roar of gongs.

"Yo, don't talk about people during the day, just say it." Beigong Boyu has some yin and yang weirdness, only to see a huge fleet appear on the water flow in front of him, there is Meng Chong in front of the road, there is a boat hall in the back, there is a five-story high cluster in the middle, the flag is fluttering, the eaves are pecked high, the whole body is thick painting boat, and there is a "Su" flag inserted on it.

And wherever they are going, there are people who take the first step to lay down the yellow sand, which looks very unspectacular.

"If this old boy is a thief, he can still be so majestic and fat, and I will obey him." Beigong Boyu said, "Forget it, don't care about this person, brother, you are soaked now, come back with me to freshen up." ”

After that, Beigong Boyu waved his hand to summon two sedan chairs, and ordered someone to take care of the hawker's affairs.

At night, Jiang Yun had difficulty falling asleep and leaned against the window railing.

Beirong, five buckets of rice, eunuchs, scholars... Everything he has experienced in the past two months has given him a deeper understanding of Dayan, and he has also become more aware of the lives of the people at the bottom.

When the life of the people at the bottom is so difficult, the wind and snow are still the same, and the war-torn place is still in misery.

Jiang Yun wanted to find an answer, but he couldn't give himself that answer right now.

"White Deer Academy..."Jiang Yun thought of the White Deer Academy, known as the first academy in the world, which is said to be full of worldly wisdom and can give all the answers.

Three days later, Jinling, unitary time.

Today is the annual poetry meeting in Jinling, attracting more than 1,000 scholars from the north and south of the river to participate, the wine shops along the shore are brightly lit, the painting boats are all over the place, the scholars from time to time to a few couplets, or the poetry is flourishing to write a few poems, which causes the ladies to giggle.

The Qinhuai River was lit up everywhere, and the officers and soldiers of the government came six or seven out of ten to maintain order, and there were also people from the Beigong family who organized them on the spot.

The Beigong family prepared dozens of painting boats early, and there were attendants in the painting boats to serve left and right, and there were a number of dim sums, such as the jade Shuyan cake, the jade treasure eight dream cakes, and the Luo Wei barley yuan stew, all of which are famous in Jinling.

Jiang Yun sat in one of the painting boats, dressed in a blue robe, silent, so that the lady on the shore could see that there was a little more melancholy temperament.

"Miss, that person is here too." Dongmei said softly.

The woman was sitting in the largest painting boat in the audience at the moment, holding a cup of Huangshan hair and tasting it carefully, while Beigong Boyu was far away, leaning next to Mo Yinian.

"Lord Su!" I don't know if I said it first, I saw Su Ping Su Weaving of the Jiangnan Weaving Mansion slowly boarding the boat, followed by more than a dozen officials, large and small, and the people who saw it saluted one after another, Beigong Boyu glanced at Su Ping, piled up a smile on his face, and greeted him.

"I've seen Master Su!" Beigong Boyu said, "This way, please." ”

Beigong Boyu brought Su Ping to a high place, and Su Ping looked at the bustle along the coast, and said lightly, "Young Master Beigong is so generous, I'm afraid this Qinhuai River belongs only to you tonight." ”

"Let the adults laugh, I'm just a rough person, I can't hide it, I hold this poetry meeting to promote my Jinling elegance."

Su Ping glanced at Beigong Boyu, he had heard of this person's deeds, "Hahaha, the prince of Beigong is really an elegant person.."

"About the weaving of the coming year.." Beigong Boyu mentioned softly.

Su Ping didn't answer, just smiled.

"Old Puff!" Beigong Boyu secretly scolded that if he hadn't been caught by his father last time, he wouldn't have been assigned this errand.

"My lord, Childe is there." One person stepped forward and said.

Everyone looked in the direction, and saw a white-faced boy smiling proudly in one of the painting boats.

"Ling Lang is really different, he is outstanding, this time he is at the top of the list!"

With a echo voice all around, Su Ping looked quite useful, "The child is not a weapon, don't torture me." ”

Beigong Boyu felt a scorn in his heart, but the master of Dongmei did not look at Su Mingyuan at all, but looked at the painting boat where Jiang Yun was.

There were twenty people sitting in the painting boat, and the scholars who came introduced each other, but Jiang Yun was silent.

An old man dressed in a gorgeous costume looked around with a smile, "I am Lin'an Xu Bin, and I am here today to be your questioner." ”

Except for Jiang Yun, all the scholars were stunned, and one of them couldn't help asking, "But the Confucian Xu Bin Xu?" ”

"The old man no longer asks about the affairs of the DPRK and China."

The gentlemen straightened their backs and showed a kind of respect. Xu Bin in front of him, who used to be a squire in the military department, won the trust of the emperor, but suddenly resigned sixteen years ago, and never entered the court again, only obsessed with studying books, and was called "Confucian" at that time.

The old man smiled indifferently, "Today I will make a five-word couplet, each person is divided into upper and lower couplets, if one person is out of the upper couplet and the next person is not right, then it will be the turn of the next person, if no one makes it, then this person can enter the next round." The couplet must be related to the land south of the Yangtze River. ”

The scholars took action one after another, if they could be appreciated in front of Lord Xu, maybe they would also be able to step into the court.

Xu Bin glanced at Jiang Yun, who was still silent, and smiled, "Let's start with this son." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Yun looked at Xu Bin, his eyes were flat.

He turned his head to look at the prosperity of the Qinhuai River, and the smoke lingered, fluttering like a fairy.

Seeing that he was still silent, a scholar couldn't help but laugh and said, "I'm afraid I can't do it, right?" ”

The scholars all smiled when they heard this.

"Smoke lock pond willow." Jiang Yun said flatly and took a glass of light wine.

At this time, everyone in Jiang Yun's painting boat was silent, and they were speechless in panic.

These five words express the scene of the smoke blowing through the fine willows in the south of the Yangtze River, and it also implies the meaning of the five elements, and the scholars are speechless. This pair is really a masterpiece, not only fitting the theme, but also sublimating the connotation.

"Wait! How do I know if you copied this sentence from somewhere else? A scholar said, obviously a little angry, only one person in each painting boat can enter the next round, how can he leave without showing his talent at all?

Jiang Yun glanced at this person, and Xu Bin smiled silently.

A glass of light wine into the throat, "peach burning Jinjiang embankment." ”

The scholar was speechless.

"Good!" Xu Bin slapped his thigh, "This son should be the first!" ”

"Come with me!" Xu Bin summoned a light boat and went to the front with Jiang Yun.

"This man still has some skills." The woman next to Dongmei said.

With Jiang Yun ending here, the results of the painting boat elsewhere also came out, but in the first round, hundreds of people were eliminated, and only fifty people remained.

Jiang Yun rode on the light boat, and saw that Su Mingyuan was in high spirits from a distance, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.