In the Wenqu Garden of the Study Workshop, the stage just now has been quickly demolished, and the space of the entire square seems much larger.

The sun has moved to the west, and the sun is not so hot, and the people by the Wenqu Pond are patiently waiting for the Wenqu Pond to begin.

Today's cultural gatherings are mostly young men and women, who are too old to lose the enthusiasm of their youth, and most of the younger ones are not very interested in such occasions. Many young men and women met through this cultural meeting, and they may come together one day in the future.

"Boom!" A crisp and loud gong sound sounded in Wenqu Yuan.

Everyone present stopped what they were doing at the sound of the voice. He looked at where the voice came from.

Jing Zetian and the others also stopped talking and looked at the platform that had already been set up in the square.

An old man in a brown robe, holding a gong in his hand, the sound of which was evident from him.

The old man saw that the scene had fallen silent, and everyone present also looked at him. Then the old man nodded to the attic behind him, which belonged to the private area of Wenqu Yuan and was not open to outsiders on weekdays.

It didn't take long for five people to come out of the attic.

Jing Zetian also looked at the people who came out, and one of them he still knew, that was his teacher Kong Xiang. The purpose of these five people coming here, Jing Zetian can also guess, they should be the judges of this literary meeting.

Five people walked up to the stage one by one and sat on the tiger bench.

The old man who struck the gong just now said in a loud voice: "Let you wait for a long time, I am Guo Chun, the manager of Wenqu Garden, as usual, today's literary meeting will only be collected, and those who win the first place can get the paintings of Yan Shigu, a master of calligraphy and painting, and can also get the opportunity of Tianxianglou Liu Yanran's solo dance, such a rich reward, in order to let Er and others play what they have learned today and show their elegance." ”

As soon as Guo Chun's voice fell, the crowd in the audience began to be restless, the men were eager to try, and the women could only watch calmly.

"Ahem, this cultural meeting, I am talking about the rules again, one of them cannot be more than twenty-five years old, and the other is that women cannot participate in the competition, okay, I will not be verbose, and I will introduce to you the judgment of today's cultural meeting." Guo Chunzhong was full of anger, and he continued to speak loudly without stopping.

"Hey, don't let the women participate." Li Shishi on the side said disappointedly, her face was very unhappy.

Jing Zetian is unhappy to see his goddess, and there is no way, it is already very good to let girls go to school in this era, after all, it is a patriarchal society.

"It's okay, the knowledge is your own, it doesn't matter if you compare it or not." Jing Zetian whispered comforting.

"That is, we don't learn from the literati, and men should still go into battle to kill the enemy." Yang Zhanfei's loud voice also comforted.

However, the comfort of the two had no effect, Li Shishi still looked depressed, sighed and said: "Actually, it doesn't matter to me whether to participate in the competition or not, the main thing is that the reward of this literary meeting makes me very excited, you must know that Yan Shigu's paintings are very rare, my father has asked for it many times and has not let Master Yan get it as he wished, but I didn't expect this literary meeting to come up with one." Li Shishi's eyes were still full of longing.

Hey, it seems that it is not enough to show off his literary talents in this literary meeting, and he needs to come out on top to make his goddess happy, Jing Zetian heard Li Shishi's words, and secretly thought to himself.

At the same time, I remembered that Yan Shigu's name was very similar to Yan Shichen, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, and according to the current name format, these two people should be related.

Thinking of this, Jing Zetian sat on his back and was ready to go, and Zhao Su, who was ready to go, asked, "Zhao Su, what is the relationship between Yan Shigu and Yan Shichen." ”

"Huh? This Highness doesn't know either? Yan Shigu is Yan Shichen's younger brother, because he is obsessed with painting and his painting skills are extraordinary, so he is attached to the Ministry of Industry, and sometimes if the Ministry needs his help, he will go, but he is obsessed with the way of painting on weekdays, and he has painted a lot of paintings, but once there is a trace of flaw in the work, he will burn it directly, resulting in not many paintings he has saved, and it is rare for the emperor to get one, and the white-haired old man in the stand is Yan Shigu. Zhao Su obviously knew these things very well, and said a lot in detail, while pointing to the stage.

It turned out to be like this, it seems that the plan to make a few paintings through Yan Shichen has come to naught, Jing Zetian thought in disappointment, he originally wanted to rely on the relationship to have a few paintings as heirlooms, but he thought a little far from this.

The entire Wenqu Garden was extremely quiet because Guo Chun was talking.

"The judgment of this literary meeting, is the princes present on the stage, I will introduce to you, sitting in the middle is Zhao Chongde, the secretary of the Shangshu, the first on the left is the Taixue Dr. Kong Xiang, the second is also the Taixue Doctor Ji Fang, the fourth is the calligraphy and painting master Yan Shigu, and the fifth is Liang Luowen, the director of my Wenqu Garden. I won't be verbose anymore, so I would like to ask Lord Zhao, the secretary of the ministry, to give you a few words. After Guo Chun explained the opening matter, he stepped down directly, so it can be seen that after Zhao Chongde said a few words, the competition began.

"Hey, Zhao Su, isn't Zhao Chongde your father" Jing Zetian asked in surprise, he didn't know many people, and even fewer people he had seen.

"Huh? You don't know my Daddy, I thought you did. Zhao Su deeply doubted at the moment whether his family was the top family of Dahua, it was normal for the prince of Dahua not to know him, and he didn't even know his father.

"By the way, I'm so smart, Zhao Su, your father is the biggest judge in the group below, and his words are the most effective, so you go to the competition, your strength is not bad, let your father give you the first rating, and then give Yan Shigu's painting to Shishi, this is a good idea." Yang Zhanfei, who was on the side, heard the conversation between the two and said loudly in his voice.

", it's okay for you to keep your voice quiet, there are so many people below, if you say it like this, how can Zhao Su do it, it's really a fool." Jing Zetian reprimanded Yang Zhanfei very dissatisfied, even if Yang Zhanfei didn't say it, he also had this intention, in his previous life, basically no matter what the game, the result of having a backstage and not having a backstage is different, and black-box operations exist everywhere.

Yang Zhanfei was not angry when he heard Jing Zetian scolding him, he touched the back of his head with one hand, and smiled embarrassedly, obviously he knew that he was too excited just now.

"This is not good, I, Zhao Su, am a gentleman and frank, even without the help of my father, I can come out on top." Zhao Su's chin rose forty-five degrees, and he said confidently.

"Okay, you don't have to do this, the Wenhui is a dispute between gentlemen, as for the paintings, let's talk about it when we have a chance in the future." Li Shishi interrupted the three of them, and her expression was still not so happy.

Jing Zetian on the side saw all these in his eyes, and couldn't help but want to relieve her worries, because she was unhappy, and she was also interested, this may be the feeling of a crush, Jing Zetian thought.