If we talk about the invention of stone tools, for the first time, human beings were divided into classes. Then the emergence of writing is to forcibly divide classes among human beings.

In this era when culture was still in its infancy, literati always occupied a supreme position. For ordinary people, if they want to achieve the same treatment as literati, there is only one way.

That is to live desperately, as long as you live long enough, then even if the emperor sees you, you have to be polite, not to mention those great Confucians. But in fact, in this era of scarcity, it is also a luxury for the people to live so long.

Therefore, this has caused a higher and higher sense of superiority in the hearts of the literati, and the scholars and doctors call this a literary bone, and the common people call this integrity.

Maybe Qin Ze is just a pragmatic person, for him, where do these literati who chew words come from. On the contrary, it is scholars like Li Gang and Yan Shigu who can be regarded as real Confucians.

As for Wen Gu, only a poet like Wen Tianxiang is worthy of it.

It is also formal that their existence is constantly improving the spiritual accumulation of the times, rather than being like these self-proclaimed literati, who can show off their power by knowing a few words.

At least in Qin Ze's heart, he has never taken himself too seriously. Because in his opinion, only those who are useful to Datang are worthy of respect.

Lu Qu is like this, because he is reading sentences for the Confucian classics, which is a job that can benefit the people, so he deserves Qin Ze's respect.

And now he has taken the teachings of Confucianism and desperately rooted in the grassland. And this is not what Qin Ze hopes to see, if Confucian culture can really be implanted in the hearts of the Turkic people, then they will also become Tang people of different colors.

The two great Confucians, Zhang and Zhao, are also worthy of Qin Ze's respect, because what they do is to educate and educate people. On the contrary, Cui Ling, who sells his reputation and reputation, makes Qin Ze very ashamed.

If you have studied the books of sages all your life, if you just want to seek a half-official position, and then live a miserable life, you are a complete bastard.

There are a lot of big bastards, at least on this pavilion, there are more than half of them. The reason why the Cui family was able to gather such a large number of people was that these people wanted to climb the high branches of the Cui family. And if you can still get the appreciation of the two great Confucians, then you will not be able to soar in the future.

As for what to do after the soaring, it is not in their thinking.

This is a distinctive feature of every dynasty, always imparting culture at the same time, constantly creating a large number of literati who are vegetarian and vegetarian.

So from this aspect, Cheng Huailiang is the one that Qin Ze thinks should be the most important, after all, he has rushed to the front for Datang and killed enemies for Datang.

But in fact, they were forcibly expelled to the corner by this group of self-proclaimed talented literati.

Qin Ze also stood beside Cheng Huailiang, looking coldly at those noble literati, and couldn't help but sigh.

There are not only a few of them standing in the corner, the people of the Chang'an Poetry Society are all standing here, and even Li Shiyun is indignant at this time.

This obvious stratification naturally attracted the attention of Zhang and Zhao. After thinking about it for a while, I also understood the big sigh. The two looked at each other and smiled, but they all looked at Ling Yuelou on the side.

The eldest grandson was sitting on the platform, looking at Qin Ze and the others who were isolated under him, and he couldn't help but smile helplessly. Then he nodded at the maid on the side, and handed over a piece of paper.

The title of the poem is different every year, and no one can know it until then. The maid took the paper ball written by the eldest grandson and handed it to Zhang and Zhao.

Above is a small poem copied by the eldest grandson, which is the Yuanxi poem sung by Qin Ze that day, but in the moon and lamp words, there are silent traces circled.

The two great Confucians also instantly understood that this was to use the words Yuanxi, the moon and the lamp as the title of the poem. nodded at the moment, and then Zhao Xuanmo carefully accepted the paper ball, and then said to everyone: "The poem title of this year's Yuan Xi Poetry Club has been released, but it is based on Yuan Xi as the meaning, with the moon and the lamp as the words. Time is naturally a pillar of incense. ”

After Zhang Xuanmo finished speaking, someone naturally brought an incense burner next to him. Seeing this scene, Qin Ze was also stunned, and then shook his head with a helpless smile.

It seems that when I was in the Zuichun Building that day, the practice of lighting incense and looking for poetry was copied from here. It's just that the incense stick here is longer, about a quarter of an hour.

After all, this time the poem topic is much more difficult.

Qin Ze turned his head to look around, wanting to find out the location of Li Yifu, but he couldn't notice it at all after looking at it for a long time, he just saw a group of talented people, all with sad faces.

"Why is this year's poem more difficult than before?" Qin Ze lowered his head and asked Cheng Huailiang suspiciously.

Cheng Huailiang raised his eyebrows, and his face was also twitching. It's really what Qin Ze said, it's too arrogant. It's just that when he thought of Qin Ze's first poem on Yuan Xi, Cheng Huailiang immediately said patiently: "It's not just more difficult, most of the poetry titles in previous years are one word, like last year's one is just a mountain character, but this year it suddenly became two words, so it is naturally more difficult." ”

Although Cheng Huailiang's mind is not on this, he has been taught by his husband since he was a child, so he also knows the difficulty of these two words and one word.

Every time you add a word to a poem, it means that you have to consider one more artistic conception. Therefore, it is not these two words that are difficult, but these two artistic conceptions.

Cheng Huailiang said this, but he looked at Qin Ze as if he didn't care about himself. also poked his hand and wondered: "Why do you look like this, you seem to be very sure?" ”

Qin Ze spread his hands and said helplessly: "No way, I have always been shameless, and I know more fellow villagers, so I can copy more poems in my head." ”

"You don't even know where you are, and your fellow villagers?" Cheng Huailiang said disdainfully.

is worthy of being the son of Cheng Laoyou, and he already has his stalking style at a young age.

Qin Ze was bored here, but the two great Confucians, Zhang and Zhao over there, were also frowning, and looking at Qin Ze's gaze, they were also a little unhappy, only saying that Qin Ze was proud of his talents.

On the other hand, Fang Xuanling and the others upstairs in Ling Yue smiled helplessly.

Qin Ze is like this every time he composes poems, after all, the phrase "in Chang'an, don't say poetry" is not a nonsense. Sometimes they wonder if Qin Ze's poem is really plagiarizing others, but when they think that if there is really such a person, they can still not be discovered.

"He is deliberately trying to slap us literati in the face." Fang Xuanling looked at Qin Ze's bored appearance in the crowd, and said helplessly.

Tang Jian, who was on the side, shook his head at this time and said: "When the Marquis of Jingyang was in the Turks, he used to use the pseudonym Liu Ze, and revealed his identity to the old man with the sentence 'Chu Shui Huai Chu Ge, Qin Yu and Qin Ze'. So he didn't mean to do it, but he thought he should have been. ”

They are all ministers of the court, and when they heard Tang Jian say this, they all understood that this was to excuse Qin Ze again.

It's just that Tang Jian has never been friendly with anyone, but today he spoke for Qin Ze several times, which also made everyone curious.

Tang Jian just smiled and didn't say anything more.

How Qin Ze disrupted the Turkic Dynasty with the power of one person, no one in Manchang except Tang Jian and Li Er knew about it. When Qin Ze said that he wanted to pretend to assassinate him, Tang Jian was already shocked.

For five whole days, Qin Ze's body was so cold for five days. If it weren't for his miraculous survival in the end, where would there still be Qin Ze now.

And when Qin Ze returned to Chang'an, he didn't talk about it to anyone. Even the rumors that he had taken refuge in Jieli had been circulating in the streets, Qin Ze ignored it.

He talked and laughed freely, just like he was really light at that time!

Since then, Tang Jian's heart could no longer doubt Qin Ze.

After all, a person who is willing to exchange his life for the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty deserves his respect from Tang Jian.

The time of a pillar of incense is very fast, and during this time, the onlookers in the audience are also holding their breath one by one. I'm afraid that because of my own carelessness, I will interrupt the talents of these Wenqu stars.

Tables were brought up, and white paper was laid out on them. As long as you are a genius who comes up with poetry, you can come forward and write.

The first one to go up was naturally Changsun Chong, no matter how he talked about true talent and learning, he could indeed be regarded as the first talent in Chang'an. And followed by Cui Ling, before this guy went up, he deliberately showed a provocative look at Qin Ze.

It's just that Qin Ze is still calm and calm, and even smiled and made a gesture to him please.

And then there are people who keep coming out, like Song Zhiwen, who is known as the first genius in Jiangnan, and he is also the premise of fluttering clothes.

Qin Ze was not in a hurry, he just stood here and calmly watched them pass in front of him one by one.

Li Shiyun was also standing beside Qin Ze, and looking at Qin Ze like this, she couldn't help but shake her head and smile bitterly. I also know in my heart that if Qin Ze is willing, who else in this poetry club can steal the limelight from him?

It wasn't until the incense burner was about to burn out to the last inch that Qin Ze stepped forward leisurely. And Li Shiyun was also following Qin Ze's side, Shi Shiran's appearance, but Cui Ling, who was looking at it, had a gloomy face.

snatched Wang Yuxi from his side, not to mention, and now he is robbing Li Shiyun again, could it be that this Qin Ze is really his nemesis?

Cui Ling thought so in his heart, but immediately settled down. After these days of painstaking cultivation, he will no longer be easily provoked by Qin Ze. So he also looked at Qin Ze and Li Shiyun indifferently, and wrote in pairs on the ground.

The people present were not blind, especially Fang Xuanling, who looked like this at this time, and they all turned their eyes to Li Baiyao.

On the other hand, Li Baiyao was still expressionless, but when he saw everyone looking over, he said leisurely: "The little girl has always had a strong temperament, and since she has decided on something, she will naturally not refuse." ”

As soon as these words came out, they basically identified Qin Ze's son-in-law, so Fang Xuanling and the others couldn't help but be stunned.

Li Baiyao, who has a strong temperament, would even say such a thing!