"Ladies and gentlemen, today is the Hundred Flowers Poetry Club, the first literary event of the Great Zhou!"

Kong Kanglian, who was standing on the stage, put her fist to her mouth, coughed, and then glanced at the students in the audience, and said loudly: "As we all know, every year, the head of the Hundred Flowers Poetry Club will be selected by the imperial court, and without going through the imperial examination, you can directly enter the six ministries!" ”

Seeing that the students in the audience had a fanatical look in their eyes after hearing this, some of them could not suppress their excitement, clenched their fists, and looked at Kong Kanglian on the stage, looking extremely excited.

"Second Brother Li, this is your great opportunity!"

"Hehe, calm, calm! This kind of poetry will be a gathering of masters, although there are many people who have their names in vain, but there are inevitably one or two outstanding people! ”

"Haha. Second Brother Li is humble! Since Ma Qingyuan's rebellion, it is a good time for your second brother Li to take the lead! Second Brother Li should not be modest! You know, Miss Ruolan is waiting for you! ”

"Haha!"

In the audience, the two talented men laughed and complimented, causing the people around them to look sideways. When some people heard this inexplicable Li Er, they said that they were a person in vain, and that tone was simply not to take the students on the spot seriously. Immediately indignant.

For a while, the students in the audience were very noisy and discussed.

Looking at the noisy appearance of the audience, many students gathered together in groups of three or five, pointing at Li Er and the two of them, whose faces did not change color, their eyes were full of contempt.

With your triangular eyes and frustrated figure, you also want to win the favor of Ruolan girl. Don't pee on yourself, look at your own virtues, it's like a toad wanting to eat swan meat.

Bah!

On the stage, Kong Kanglian seemed to have been accustomed to such a scene, and looked at the students in the audience with a slight smile, with a slight flash of disappointment in her eyes.

Hey, these guys who usually claim to be talented people are full of male thieves and female prostitutes, they are really vain saint disciples!

sighed slightly, and when the talents were noisy enough, Kong Kanglian stretched out his hand and pressed it.

Seeing the red-faced students arguing in the audience, they glared at each other angrily, and then calmed down. Kong Kanglian stroked her beard at this time, and said leisurely: "The leader of this year's Hundred Flowers Poetry Club will be directly awarded the position of Taifu, and the official worship will be from the first product, everyone, can you hear clearly?" ”

As soon as the words came out, the audience was suddenly silent.

The students' eyes were full of disbelief, looking at Dr. Kong who was smiling leisurely on the stage, and their hearts were dizzy by the words Taifu.

The hall had been noisy just now, and it was as silent as death.

In the empty space, there was only the heavy gasping of the students.

"My lord, are you telling the truth?" After a long time, an old student with gray hair who was not confused swallowed his saliva, raised his head, looked at Kong Kanglian with excitement and excitement in his eyes, and asked with difficulty.

Kong Kanglian smiled, nodded, and then casually pointed to the next place in the stage. said: "The official seal and official robe are all placed there, if you don't believe it, you can see it at a glance!" ”

After hearing the sound, many students turned their heads and looked in the direction that Kong Kanglian was pointing.

Sure enough, on the side of the stage, in the ethereal white veil, on a platform, the gold and bronze official seals flashed under the bright lights, flashing with heart-warming light.

"It's true!" The student looked at the official seal in shock, his eyes demented. He couldn't speak, and muttered, "It's true?" ”

"Brother, you ...... It's all right! Beside him, a classmate saw that this person looked stupid, and in his heart, he pushed him with concern and asked.

"Hahaha!" The stupid scholar suddenly burst into laughter. Frightened, the scholar beside him hurriedly dodged, looking frightened.

The stupid scholar, his eyes became gray for a while, and he looked up frantically and laughed: "It's true, haha, I'm going to become a master, haha!" ”

Laughing maniacally, snot and tears flowed down in unison. The mouth was crooked, and the crystal saliva fell with a clatter. It was as if for a while, I was disturbed by the inexplicable surprise, and I turned out to be crazy.

Ay!

The student next to him, seeing this old scholar who was not confused, actually just glanced at the official seal, and lost his mind and became a madman.

The onlookers all sighed.

There is sympathy, perhaps because they think of their own difficulties over the years. It's just that they just sympathize, shake their heads and sigh, and no one comes forward to help.

And more uh, it's schadenfreude.

They are happy that they have one less competitor. Looking at the old man, he suddenly became insane, and a sneer appeared on the faces of those people, sinister and vicious.

Syllable...... At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, a scholar in a light cyan robe with a slightly thin figure opened the crowd and walked in front of the old man.

Then, in the incomprehensible eyes of everyone, I saw that the scholar grabbed the old man's neckline, and then, stretched out his hand, and slapped him in the face with a loud slap.

The crisp sound of slapping suddenly resounded through the hall.

Not only did they suppress the other students who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, but the students' eyelids jumped, and their faces showed a hint of horror, and they retreated quietly.

Son, listening to this voice, you can feel how hard the scholar tried. Tsk, that old man's face is red, how much it hurts!

At the same time, this slap also made the old man in a state of madness stunned all of a sudden.

He covered his face and looked in amazement, this scholar, who had never met before, felt the burning pain on his face, and gradually became clear, from anger to gratitude.

At the end, the old man suddenly squatted down, covered his face and began to cry.

"Alright!" The scholar shook his palm, apparently using too much force and hurting his hand. Then, looking down at the front of him, the old man who was squatting on the ground, hugging his head and crying, asked.

Hearing the faint inquiry of the scholar in front of him, the old man also knew that it was this scholar who saved himself just now, so that he would not go crazy and could not be saved.

After raising his sleeves and wiping away the tears on his face, he looked at Lu Heng with sobbing and hugged his fists and said, "Thank you Brother Tai for coming to the rescue!" Old Fan Jin, grateful! ”

After glancing at the other people beside him, he saw that most of those people were disappointed and indifferent. The old man remembered that he had been famous for so many years, and he had been accustomed to seeing the white eyes of the world, and he remembered that he had just been in a state of madness, and the indifferent crowd of onlookers was discouraged for a while. Shaking his head and sighing, he held his hands on the ground and stood up.

"That's it, that's it, the old man is already half a person who buys loess, and he doesn't want to fight for the top of this world!" After shaking his head and sighing, the old scholar clenched his fists, bent down and bowed deeply to Lu Heng: "Take care, brother!" ”

Lu Heng quietly watched the old man clasp his fists and salute, and then left gloomily. sighed slightly in his heart, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said to himself: "Take care!" ”

After this farce, Kong Kanglian on the stage was also afraid that this situation would happen again, and immediately stopped continuing to arouse the appetite of the students.

After glancing at the many students in the audience, after seeing the scholar in the green shirt, he nodded to him with a slight smile, and his expression was full of appreciation for the scholar's helpfulness just now.

And when Kong Kanglian showed such an expression to Lu Heng, the students around him looked at Lu Heng sideways. I felt remorse in my heart for a while. If he had known that saving the old man would have been so highly regarded by Dr. Kong, he would have gone at that time.

Hey, the opportunity just slipped away in vain!

After glancing at those talented people who shook their heads and sighed, with a look of regret and remorse, a look of contempt and disdain appeared in Kong Kanglian's eyes, snorted, and then looked away. He nodded to the three referees on the side.

Seeing the three current great Confucians nodding, Kang Konglian turned her head and made a gesture.

Many students saw a eunuch walking up with a small box covered with a red cloth.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the title of this poem is in this box!" After Kong Kanglian smiled, after seeing that almost all the talents in the audience were attracted by the box covered with red cloth, he smiled slightly and reached out to remove the red cloth covering the box.

"Next, I respectfully invite the world's famous calligraphers and painters, Mr. Dongfang to draw the first question for you!" Kong Kanglian smiled, waved his hand, and let the eunuch with the wooden box walk over. Then he looked at the referee's bench, an old man in a coarse cloth robe, and nodded, signaling that he could draw the question.

Mr. Dongfang, who was regarded as a famous man in the world by Kong Kanglian, stretched out his hand and poked into the box for a while, then withdrew his hand and took out the white paper scroll.

After opening the scroll and taking a look, Mr. Dongfang smiled slightly, pulled the scroll apart, and displayed it in front of everyone.

"The first title of this poem is wine!"

After hearing this topic, the eyes of the students in the audience lit up, and they couldn't hide the excitement in their hearts between the whispering looks.

For them, flowers before the moon, wine and delicacies are all things used to recite poetry in ordinary days. At this time, listening to Mr. Dongfang draw out the first question is their specialty.

How can the students not be excited?

Using wine to test yourself is simply a free gift!

Seeing the surprise of these students in the audience, Mr. Dongfang smiled, closed the scroll, and handed it to the eunuch. Then he smiled and said, "Everyone, don't be busy and happy first!" ”

In a word, after attracting everyone's attention again, Mr. Dongfang sat down, bit the teacup, and said with a smile: "This poetry meeting adopts the rule of seven steps to become a poem. Within seven steps, those who make poems can be directly promoted! If you go one step further, you will be fined a glass of wine,"

Mr. Dongfang smiled gloomily, glanced at the stunned students, pointed to the small water tank under the stage, groped his chin, and said sinisterly: "Oh, that's the vessel for punishing wine!" ”

(To be continued)