Chapter 103 Star Picking Poetry Club

Not long after the emperor's footsteps came out of the room, there was a continuous sound of opening the door outside the door, and countless slight footsteps went downstairs in unison, Zhu Zhenguo was shocked, thinking that the emperor's guards were lurking around next door. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhu Zhenguo listened to the many uncluttered footsteps and walked away, and came back to his senses, but he was secretly happy.

"Everyone, this... Today... Are you alright? Zhu Zhenguo originally wanted to ask Xie Bingyu what was going on with the emperor, but he felt that he shouldn't ask that, thinking that Xie Bingyu had also knelt on the ground for a long time before Xie Bingyu, and hurriedly asked if there were any questions.

"The slave family has nothing to do, and Zhenguo can call Bingyu in the future." After Xie Bingyu said this, Rao is usually well-informed, but his cheeks were also red.

Zhu Zhenguo listened to the words, where do you not like it, today it is clear that the two are happy, and he confessed in front of the emperor, and Xie Bingyu responded to this.

"Hmm... Bingyu, why is this emperor here with you? Zhu Zhenguo was secretly happy in his heart, but he didn't dare to be proud.

"In the past two years, the emperor has always come once in March and May, and he doesn't say much when he comes, just listen to music, listen to more soothing tunes, and the slave family doesn't know why?" Xie Bingyu is a Qing man, how can he know what the emperor thinks.

"Oh? This emperor won't be in love with you? . . . Zhu Zhenguo was anxious in his heart, if this emperor liked to understand the ice language, then it would be okay, Zhu Zhenguo did not have the courage to face such a rival at this time.

"What are you talking nonsense about Zhenguo, how can you joke about the emperor, besides, the emperor has three thousand harems, where will he look at the slave family, the emperor is just listening to music here." Xie Bingyu is really a little speechless, where is there a scholar who says about the emperor like this at this time. But it was also explained, so as not to be too careful.

This Xie Bingyu was originally an official prostitute, and the people who came and went in the capital were all high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and most of the money he earned was also handed over to the Department of Education. This prostitute is not the meaning of modern **, but it is just a more lowly title, which has some similarities with the word Ji, but it is even more humble.

Of course, official prostitutes obviously also have *** who sell their bodies, but it is easier to distinguish.

"That's fine, but today I'm frightened. This emperor is really moody. Zhu Zhenguo said that it was okay, and he was relieved.

"Teach you to dare to talk nonsense in the future... Xie Bingyu said this, but he didn't feel much complaining, and he was more shy.

"Bingyu, I'll go back today to settle down, and come back tomorrow, this time I entered Zhongjing, probably won't leave." In the previous response, Zhu Zhenguo was a little exhausted.

"Hmm... Tomorrow, this star building poetry meeting. Xie Bingyu said that tomorrow this star picking building will hold a poetry meeting, obviously also hoping that Zhu Zhenguo can come, with Zhu Zhenguo's literary talent, in Hezhongjing, more participation in this kind of poetry meeting, will inevitably be fame and fortune.

"Okay, I'll be back tomorrow." Zhu Zhenguo also knows Xie Bingyu's thoughts, how can he live up to the beauty of the beauty.

Zhu Zhenguo got out of this star picking tower, and walked on the way back with a few companions, the road was not far, but Zhu Zhenguo felt that he was dreaming, and he just entered the capital, he met the emperor, and he had a play against the emperor. Although the process is still fresh in my memory, it doesn't seem to be real no matter how you think about it.

It didn't take long for a few people to return to this Dajiang Guild Hall, and those who knew each other in the hall of the guild hall came up to say hello, and those who were not familiar with it slowly knew that this Dajiang Xie Yuan Gong lived in this guild hall, and they also cast their eyes.

Zhu Zhenguo responded and went straight into his small courtyard, and several companions also noticed that Zhu Zhenguo was a little unusual today, but he didn't know what happened, and Zhu Zhenguo didn't dare to talk to a few companions about meeting the emperor today.

Fortunately, Zhu Zhenguo met it today, if it were another student who said "Troubled Times", knowing that the emperor is current, I am afraid that I will faint on the spot.

Zhu Zhenguo, who was tired, didn't say much, but went to bed early. But he couldn't sleep steadily, and in his dream, he met the tall and cold little guy at the door of the Star Picking Tower chasing him with a sword, and he woke up in fright.

On the evening of the second day, it was the poetry meeting of the Star Tower, and I wish Zhenguo to burn incense and bathe early and dress up.

In this capital, you want to see everyone, but it is different from the painting boat, either there is this invitation, or you want to pass the test.

What is a pass? There are five floors in the Star Picking Building, and the place of this poetry meeting is on the fifth floor, so you have to go up to four floors, and each floor has a question, and you have to answer four questions to be qualified to go up to the fifth floor to participate in the poetry meeting. So the number of people who can actually participate in the poetry meeting is actually not very large.

To say that this solution is really getting higher and higher, it is so difficult to see each other in this Zhongjing.

So who gets an invitation? Just say that one person knows the identity, Xu Song, a scholar of Hanlin Academy. This kind of character can get an invitation in Zhongjing City. This is more difficult to get in Zhongjing than in other county capitals.

If you want to ask what the official position of this scholar of the Hanlin Academy is, there is an analogy, that is, the secretary of the emperor, whether it is the edict or the official document of the emperor, must be written by the scholar of the Hanlin Academy.

There is also a saying: non-Jinshi will not enter the Hanlin, and non-Hanlin will not enter the cabinet.

This Hanlin Academy is also a preparatory place for high-ranking officials of the imperial court, and there is no cabinet scholar who is not from the Hanlin Academy.

This scholar Xu Song is the master of the Hanlin Academy, and he is the biggest official of the Hanlin Academy, with the official title of the second grade. That is, the first secretary of Emperor Chengping.

Of course, there are many official titles below, such as the bachelor of waiting, the bachelor of waiting, all of which are four-grade high-ranking officials, and then there are waiters and scholars, which are also considered high-ranking officials, and then there are some minor officials, doctors, servants, classics, and editors.

Zhu Zhenguo didn't care about invitations and other things yesterday, and of course Zhu Zhenguo was not eligible to receive invitations on such a formal occasion. If it is a one-day famous legend in Beijing, it can barely be directly entered with a post.

Zhu Zhenguo came to the hall on this floor, but he saw that it was overcrowded. The hall is full of readers, but the accent is from all over the world, there is a round Beijing official dialect, there is a bold voice in the north, and there is also a soft language of Wu Nong in the south of the Yangtze River.

Zhu Zhenguo was looking left and right, but he felt that someone had bumped his back, and when he turned around to check, he saw that a tall black-faced young man had already spoken.

"I'm sorry, there are so many people crowding each other, don't blame you." This black-faced young man looked sixteen or seventeen years old, but he apologized to Zhu Zhenguo with a smile on his face.

"It's okay to be down, brother, be careful of the long knife on my waist, it's not good to bump it." Zhu Zhenguo is also polite, this is not a big one in the capital.

When the black-faced young man saw that Zhu Zhenguo had a knife on his waist, he smiled and said, "Brother Tai is practicing martial arts? ”

"I have learned martial arts for a few years, and I am good at fists, feet, knives and guns." Zhu Zhenguo still said with some modesty.

"Haha... It's good to practice martial arts, it's best to practice martial arts, I also practice martial arts, but my family forced me to study, and reading is really embarrassing. "This young man is familiar with himself, and he also seems a little bold.

"Oh? Brother Tai also practices martial arts? Come to see you today? Zhu Zhenguo took a closer look at this tall young man with a black face, but he was tall and big, about the same height as Zhu Zhenguo, and he was dressed in Confucian clothes but was a little crooked.

"I've always heard people say that everyone is as beautiful as a fairy, and I want to come and see it today. However, Brother Tai is not like the people in Beijing, and he has come all the way to understand everyone. The black-faced teenager said bluntly.

"I am from Dajiang County, and I am added to Dajiang Jieyuan, and I will also come to see it today, hehe." Zhu Zhenguo didn't hide it, and when he met people, he said that he was Dajiang Jieyuan.

"You're Xie Yuangong, okay, haha... I met a talent, I am Liu Xuliao, you can call me Da Liao, you can help me answer the question in a while, I have been reading for a few years but I can't even take the exam, I donated a prisoner at home, but the martial arts are well learned, you help me today, and I will guide you in martial arts in the future. "This Liu Xuliao is obviously very happy to meet a Xie Yuangong, that is, the title has become you and me. I was still worried about not being able to answer this question just now, but now it seems that I have met a savior.

Zhu Zhenguo was stunned by Liu Xuliao's words, such a familiar person, it was the first time he met him in this world, and he had to help him cheat by himself, and he also had to instruct himself in martial arts, Zhu Zhenguo laughed and laughed, so he had to reply: "Look at the question first, look at the question first." ”

This Liu Xuliao was overjoyed in his heart, and he thought that Zhu Zhenguo had agreed, and hurriedly pulled Zhu Zhenguo to the crowd in front. Squeezed to the front of the head, I saw a big word "Nong" pasted on the plaque in front of the hall. Obviously, the poem is written with "agriculture". There was also a person standing under the plaque, but it was a person who looked like an old master, obviously the examiner.

Zhu Zhenguo felt that it was simple, this question was not difficult, and when he approached, he wrote with a pen:

Green all over the mountains and plains, white rivers,

The rain is like smoke in the sound of the sub-rules.

There are few idlers in the countryside in April,

Only then did the sericulture and the field be planted.

Zhu Zhenguo finished writing and handed it to the master, the master looked at it, just nodded, and the maid next to him made a gesture to ask Zhu Zhenguo to go upstairs.

Zhu Zhenguo just wanted to go upstairs, but his sleeve was pulled, Zhu Zhenguo looked back, and sure enough, it was Liu Xuliao.

"Xie Yuangong, and me. How did you forget about me. This tall Liu Xuliao said.

Zhu Zhenguo also felt funny, and said, "Come with your ears." ”

Liu Xuliao hurriedly stretched out his ears, and Zhu Zhenguo recited softly in Liu Xuliao's ear: "On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops fall into the soil, who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard." ”

Zhu Zhenguo chose the simplest and catchy poem and said it to Liu Xuliao, and he was afraid that Liu Xuliao would not be able to remember it, so he memorized it again.

This Liu Xuliao laughed all over his face: "Haha, remember it, remember it." ”

(There is always a little bit of a recommendation ticket or something!) ）