Chapter Ninety-Six: The Prince of Xie Yuan

"Okay, it will definitely not damage Brother Tang's masterpiece. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Zhu Zhenguo listened to Tang Baishi's joke and was also happy. The poetry in my heart is strong, seeing that this Wu Zishan is good at composing poems by himself, I also know that Wu Zishan is a little unkind, and I want to prove my reputation as the first genius in the river.

Zhu Zhenguo took out a glass of good wine, drank half of it first, held it in his hand, and said loudly: "You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning."

You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink.

Brother Wen Feng, Dan Qingzi, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop.

Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.

The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time.

The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name.

In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years.

What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman.

Five-flowered horse, golden qiu,

Hu'er will exchange for fine wine and sell eternal sorrow with you. ”

After the words were finished, Zhu Zhenguo picked up the wine glass and drank the rest of the wine. took another cup, gestured to Tang Baishi, and drank it again.

Tang Baishi took a cup and drank heavily, and laughed: "Haha... As soon as Zhenguo's words came out, he was extremely heroic, and tonight was the best, even my painting was a little discolored. When floating a big white. ”

After speaking, Tang Baishi took another cup and drank it all.

The students on the side hurriedly took notes and wrote down Zhu Zhenguo's poems.

The night is too short, but the east has turned white. Most of the people are excessive, some people have fallen asleep on the table, and some people are still good when they walk around in this bamboo forest. There are also three or five friends sitting on the floor and talking about the future of life in detail.

The crowd slowly dispersed, and Zhu Zhenguo and Ouyang Wenfeng were also helped into the carriage by several people and returned home.

After drinking all night, it was already afternoon when he woke up, and Zhu Zhenguo got up slowly.

There were two uncles sitting in the hall, and they had just gotten up, and it was obvious that they had a good night of drinking yesterday.

The three of them ate some porridge and side dishes together, and each talked about the interesting story of last night.

In the evening, someone came to visit, it was Tang Baishi, who was a Danqing skillful hand.

Tang Baishi's visit was not a big deal, but he personally sent a delicately bound book and a painting.

The title page of the book reads "Bamboo Forest Collection", which is a collection of poems made by all the talented people last night, and the "Bamboo Forest Collection" sent by Tang Baishi is not an engraved version, but a manuscript from last night. Obviously, there is also a printed copy, but it has not been engraved yet, but this manuscript was given to Zhu Zhenguo.

As for the painting, it was made by Tang Baishi last night, and there is Zhu Zhenguo's inscription "Will Enter the Wine", the painting is one zhang long and two feet wide, and it is this big river rolling, the green mountains are reflected, the peaks and peaks are stacked, the momentum is even more extraordinary, and the atmosphere is surging!

Even Zhu Zhenguo, a layman in Danqing, can see that Tang Baishi's painting skills have been completed, and he will inevitably be famous all over the world in the future. When Tang Baishi is famous all over the world, Zhu Zhenguo's painting is bound to be worth a thousand gold, and Zhu Zhenguo can't help laughing when he thinks of this.

Tang Baishi obviously drank too much yesterday, but he didn't stay long, drank a cup of tea and went home. The two made an appointment to go to Zhongjing together.

Zhu Zhenguo put away the long scroll of paintings, thinking that tomorrow he would find a good craftsman to frame the painting well.

After a few more days, it's finally time to release the list.

The three candidates of the Zhu family arrived in front of the Gongyuan early in the morning, and there were many acquaintances, Ouyang Wenfeng, Tang Baishi, Dong Ming, Wu Zishan...

Several members of the Zhu family took a group of Zhuang Han to occupy a good position and wait.

The process is similar to the style of the previous list, and when the time comes, a few messengers hold a few rolls of big red paper and paste them directly on the long wooden plaque in front of the gate of the Gongyuan.

There was also an old scholar standing in front of the list, who was specialized in singing the charts, and he was also an official in the Nagong Academy.

Several members of the Zhu family had occupied a good position before, and as soon as the list was posted, several people saw the first position on the red list, a line of big characters, and the first place was Zhu Zhenguo, Qingshan County, Xianning Prefecture.

The few people who were originally nervous suddenly smiled.

Uncle Wen Guang didn't even look for his name, slapped his palm on Zhu Zhenguo, and said with a smile: "Good country, today is already this Xie Yuangong, I wish the ancestors of the family blessings!" ”

Zhu Zhenguo also responded with a smile, and he was overjoyed, if it was just a middle move, Zhu Zhenguo would not have many accidents, but this time he won the first place, and he had to understand the yuan, and he was extremely happy in his heart. hurriedly continued to look, trying to find the names of his two uncles in the list.

"Fourth uncle, fourth uncle, eighteenth, you won, eighteenth!" Zhu Zhenguo was the first to see Zhu Wenyuan's name, and shouted happily, but he was happier than he was in the middle of the lift.

Zhu Wenyuan also saw it immediately, and his face was already smiling, but he suppressed it a little, and even more summoned him to look for his eldest brother's name.

"Wen Yuan is doing well, big brother congratulations." Zhu Wenguang's heart was overjoyed, but he didn't seem to care much about whether he could be lifted or not, and he felt more relaxed than ever before, as if his reading career in the past 20 years had fulfilled his wish today.

More and more back, they still didn't see Zhu Wenguang's name, Zhu Wenyuan and Zhu Zhenguo couldn't help but be a little anxious, and their faces were no longer the joyful look they had before. Zhu Wenguang himself is also looking for it.

"Big brother, the third line from the bottom, it's you, it's really you." Zhu Wenyuan finally found Zhu Wenguang's name, and he was so happy that he didn't pay much attention to what he said, and said the sentence of the penultimate one.

"Uncle, you've been hit, you've been hit." Zhu Zhenguo is also happy. For himself, Zhongju may only mean fame and future, for Zhu Wenguang, Zhongju is the whole of Zhu Wenguang's life, the whole meaning of his life, and the only hope of the Zhu family for many years.

Zhu Wenguang also saw his name, but his face was not joyful, but he cried directly, and the tears had fallen in an instant.

Zhu Wenguang turned around and slowly wiped his tears with his sleeve, and then turned around and said: "The eldest brother is probably here, and your uncle and nephew must work hard from now on, and you must live up to the expectations of the family, and you can also serve the country in the future and share the worries of the Son of Heaven." ”

Zhu Zhenguo can also understand the uncle's mood at this time, and when he heard the uncle's earnest teachings, regardless of whether the ideas coincide or not, he nodded again and again.

At this time, the list of all the students present is almost the same, a few are happy and a few are sad, but it should be said that a few are happy and a hundred are sad, and there are still a few who can be famous on this list after all.

When Zhu Zhenguo was still looking for his uncle's name, many people had already gathered on Zhu Zhenguo's side, most of them were also acquaintances, but everyone who had a relationship with each other came up to say hello.

Zhu Zhenguo also responded frequently, thanking everyone for their congratulations, Zhu Zhenguo, who was lifted today, also congratulated, and those who did not win should also respond and comfort, just say that it is bad luck, and it will be successful in the coming year.

In the end, there were only a few people left who were really familiar with him, Ouyang Wenfeng won the ninth place, Dong Ming won the fourth place, and Tang Baishi won more than 20 places.

Even Wu Zishan, who looked at Zhu Zhenguo from afar and didn't know whether it was malicious and kind, also won the thirteenth place.

Uncle Wen Guang had already ordered Zhuang Han to ride a fast horse back to Qingshan to report the good news. After having this fast horse, it is urgent to return to Zhujiazhuang, and it is not as fast as the footsteps of the grassland horses to take the boat against the current.

Everyone gathered around, Tang Baishi met again for a party tonight, or the bamboo forest society, or the bamboo forest by the river, and the meandering water by the stream, but there were a few more people. Wen Yuan, Dong Ming is a newcomer, but Uncle Wen Guang accepted the invitation but declined politely.