"What a noisy and noisy thing it is?"

The voice is very old, it should be an old man, and when he heard the voice, a white-haired old man walked into the high platform with the support of Taixue students.

"Wen Lao."

The students hurriedly withdrew their eyes from where Su Luo was, and saluted the old man respectfully.

The old man looked at one of the students, and said with a solemn face: "The Qionghua Festival is held once a year, in order to add a few hand-me-downs. ”

The student at the head of the Academy of Literature hurriedly bowed down and said, "What Elder Wen taught is that the students have been taught. ”

Four old men appeared in a row, and many middle-aged men and several middle-aged women appeared.

At this moment, Su Luo understood the gold content of the Qionghua Club, it was not a group of students who were messing around there, Mr. Taixue and Su Lao were here, I am afraid that there will really be a few hand-me-downs at the Qionghua Club.

"Mr. Wen is the elder of the Taixue Academy, and his status in the literary world is quite high."

Li Muxue looked at Wen Lao, sat beside Su Luo and explained to Su Luo.

Seeing that Su Luo was unimpressed, Li Muxue stared at Su Luo and said in surprise: "Don't you understand how high Elder Wen's status is?" Half of the civil officials in the court claimed to be the protégés of the old scholars. ”

Su Luo raised his eyebrows, if it is really as Li Muxue said, then Wen Lao's strength is indeed terrifying, the civil officials of half of the dynasty are all Wen Lao's protégés, Wen Lao stomped his feet, and it is estimated that the entire Great Qian Dynasty will tremble.

"Now that everyone is here, let's get started."

This year, Taixue Jiumei sat in the last row, and no one else was qualified to sit in the first row except for the elders.

The people in Mr. Wen's mouth have all arrived, and it is said that the old man and the gentlemen have all arrived, as for whether the students have arrived or not, they don't care at all in the eyes of Mr. Wen and others.

"Old Wen speaks, and students should obey."

The students in charge of presiding over the stage bowed to Wen Lao and all the old gentlemen, and then there was a series of words of praise and praise.

Su Luo and the others obviously didn't have the slightest interest in these words, and they yawned and were about to fall asleep. The students were tired of hearing it for a long time, and everyone's eyes were on Su Luo.

The six Taixue Jiumei beside him sandwiched Su Luo in the middle, which is what all students dream of, even if two of them are already famous. But the remaining four beauties are not masters, and their attitude towards Su Luo is very ambiguous.

Only the elders in the audience listened to the boastful talk of the students hosted on the stage.

"Now I announce that the Qionghua will officially begin."

The students presiding over the stage shouted, and everyone instantly boiled. All the male students looked at Su Luo viciously, and they planned to drown Su Luo with poetry and songs, so that Su Luo, a hillbilly, would be ashamed to leave the four beauties.

The female students in the field naturally hope to meet their Ruyi Langjun and Prince Charming at the Qionghua Meeting.

"Please give me a question."

The tradition of the Qionghua Club is given by the elders, and the students compose poems and lyrics with this word as the theme.

In the end, the elders and gentlemen will judge together to determine the final Qionghua leader.

The gold content of the head of the Qionghua will not be generally high, and the Qionghua will be equivalent to an assessment, and those who will win the head will participate in the scientific examination of the Great Qiandi Dynasty in the future, and there will also be extra points. The higher the fame of the leader, the more bonus points he will get.

There was once a head of the Qionghua Society, whose name was Daqian, and the Emperor Daqian exempted him from participating in the scientific examination, and directly entered the court as an official, and gave him a four-grade official, which was simply a step to the sky.

It can be seen how high the gold content of the Qionghua Club is, which is why there are Taixue elders who come to sit in the town.

"Lao Yu passed by the farm today, and saw the grain farmers sweating like rain harvesting crops, and saw the grain farmers with joy. The old man is also happy in his heart, and he will inscribe a peasant word today. ”

In front of the desks set up by the students, Mr. Wen raised his pen and ink, and the word 'agriculture' appeared in front of everyone.

"The penmanship is exquisite, the line is chic and elegant, and the gesture is tactful and subtle, like flowing water. The text is old and good. ”

The old man sitting in the audience nodded in praise, and the old man Wen blushed slightly and said, "Several gentlemen have praised it falsely." ”

A big 'peasant' character was hung up, and Wen Lao also stepped down.

"Wen Lao is still asking questions, but any students dare to come on stage?"

As soon as the presiding student said this, a student holding a folding fan in the audience shouted: "I'm coming." ”

"Li Qi, a student of the Academy of Literature, is not small in the Academy of Literature, and is good at seven-character quatrains."

Li Muxue explained in Su Luo's ear like a few treasures, and Lu Ruoyao heard Li Muxue's words and looked at Li Qi with a curious expression.

I have to say that the first person to come to the stage always has a full advantage, regardless of whether the poetry is good or bad, this courage alone adds a lot of points. Even if the poems are a little unsatisfactory, they will win a good reputation. What's more, as Li Muxue said, this Li Qi's writing is very extraordinary, and it will only add more points.

"Plum golden apricot fat,

Wheat flowers, snow and cauliflower, sparse flowers.

The day is long and no one has ever fallen,

Only dragonflies and butterflies fly. ”

Li Qi came to the stage, cranked the folding fan in his hand, and read out a poem in a hurry. Obviously, this poem was not written by Li Qi on the spot, and it should have been done with similar poems before.

However, this did not prevent Li Qi from playing, a poem, everyone present was amazed, and those who were friends with Li Qi even shouted to cheer for Li Qi.

Su Luo raised his eyebrows, he still has the judgment of poetry, Li Qi's poem is appropriate, and he writes about the situation of peasant labor from the side: in early summer, the farm is busy, and the peasants go out early and return late, so they rarely see pedestrians during the day. The last sentence uses "only dragonflies and butterflies fly" to set off the silence in the village, and there is movement in the stillness, which seems to be quieter.

"It's really a good poem, Taixue is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger."

Su Luo couldn't help but admire, but it made Su Yue, Eldest Sun Feng and Mu Chan'er look sideways.

Li Muxue didn't know much about poetry, so she grabbed Su Luo's shoulder with a cute face and said, "I see that you are all cheering for him, what is so good about this poem?" ”

Everyone didn't intend to solve Li Muxue's doubts, and they all threw this question to Su Luo. Since Su Luo dared to open his mouth to evaluate this poem, he should be able to comment on what is so good about this poem? Otherwise, it's just a trick here.

Su Luo saw that the eyes of several beauties were fixed on him, and even Leng Ling and Li Er's eyes were fixed on him.

Scratching his head in embarrassment, the corners of Su Luo's mouth rose and said, "Four words are enough to explain, 'movement and stillness are appropriate'." ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Su Yue and the others changed slightly, they thought that Su Luo was a big man who could only do kung fu, but now it seems that he has also read books.

No matter what era or place, people who are both civil and military will always be appreciated and admired by everyone. With the words 'movement and quiet', Su Luo successfully left a heavy mark in everyone's hearts.

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