The weather in Bianjing in May is hot, and the place near the water is undoubtedly the coolest, making it an excellent summer resort.

The shore of the tower lake is breezy and rippling, moist and refreshing. In the distance, the waterfowl flying, the light boat is rippling, the willows by the lake are fluttering in the wind, and the pavilions and pavilions are scattered, constituting an excellent picture of summer coolness.

In a pavilion by the lake, several scholars greeted each other, and hearty laughter continued. Although the words and deeds are courteous, they are not the vitality of young people, and they are obviously all scholars who come to participate in the poetry society.

Or stand on the edge of the railing and watch the scenery near the lake, or talk about poetry and books in groups, and occasionally gossip about the news in Bianjing......

"Bachelor Wang's book "A Hundred Years of Nothing to Do in this Dynasty" is blunt, telling the ...... of the 100-year maladministration of our dynasty"

"The official family intends to be a great and promising king, and they appreciate Bachelor Wang very much, and there are rumors in the court that the official family intends to use Bachelor Wang to reform and change the law......"

"In this way, it is very likely that Bachelor Wang will worship the prime minister, then Prince Wang ......"

"Today, Wang Yan Gongzi is back, and it is said that several children of the family have come together, but it is a good opportunity to make friends!"

"Yes, there are still a few cutting-edge and famous apprentices in the field. Look, isn't that one? ”

I don't know who reminded me, and a few people turned around and saw Huang Tingjian and a young man coming from the corridor.

"How can the surname Huang be so lucky? However, he was only a county lieutenant for a year, and he was promoted to the official of the four capitals, which is really ......" It is precisely for this reason that Huang Tingjian, as a new talent in the field, was fortunate to be invited to participate in such a high-level poetry meeting.

"Brother Lu is here, who is this?" The person in front said hello, looked at the young man beside Huang Tingjian and asked softly.

"In the next surname Lin, a single name is a Zhao character!" Lin Zhao has always taken the initiative and introduced himself directly.

Huang Tingjian then introduced: "Lin Zhao, Lin Dongyang, friends below! "It's abrupt to bring a friend, but it doesn't hurt.

"It turned out to be Lin Gongzi, fortunately, fortunately!"

"You're welcome, you're welcome!" There are really a lot of red tape in ancient times, and travelers are not exempt from vulgarity!

"I said Brother Luzhi, today it is a gathering of talents, elegant poetry, why bring a layman?" A hateful-looking guy came out from behind, and it was Ji Yun who had appeared in Xiangguo Temple before.

"Vulgar?" Everyone looked at Lin Zhao up and down, dressed in a satin robe, he looked dignified, and his body also showed a bit of elegance, why was he a layman?

Lin Zhao's face did not change and said, "It turned out to be Brother Ji Yun, what's the matter?" Any comments? ”

Everyone knew at a glance that the smell of gunpowder between the two was quite strong! So what kind of role is Huang Tingjian caught in the middle?

Huang Tingjian was quite helpless, and hurriedly said: "Although Brother Dongyang is a cloth cloth, he also has a bit of poetry and literary talent, and today I came to see the demeanor of all the gentlemen!" ”

Everyone who said one sentence was very useful, but Ji Yun didn't agree, and sneered: "Poetry and literature are just words? I don't know how many people in this world are famous! ”

"Brother Ji Yun, you may not know something......" Huang Tingjian just opened his mouth, but was interrupted by Lin Zhao: "Brother Lu, don't worry!" He turned to Ji Yun and said, "How are you doing?" ”

Ji Yun said with a smile: "Chant a poem in public, let us see the high talent at our feet!" He has already decided that a guy who can't even show off his talents and lift people in cloth clothes can have any talent?

Lin Zhao immediately said: "In this case, then ask Brother Ji Yun for advice." As he spoke, he raised his eyes and said, "The flowers bloom, the mangroves are crying, the grass grows, and the egrets in the Pinghu Lake are flying." The wind is sunny and the people are good, and the clouds and sunshine are singing a light boat. ”

At this time, the lake is indeed green trees and red flowers, the water birds on the lake in the distance are flying, the wind is light and the sun is just right, several boats and boats are wandering on the lake, and there is a faint singing. Although Lin Zhao's poem is not too good, it is also timely and appropriate.

Ji Yun said: "It's plain, what kind of talent do I have to learn?" ”

Huang Tingjian couldn't get used to this kind of behavior, and immediately said: "You may not know that a poem by Brother Dongyang in Xiangguo Temple is called the best!" ”

"Oh? Listen to it! "There was a lot of interest.

Huang Tingjian immediately said: "The vast and sorrowful white is oblique, the whip is the end of the world, the red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers!" ”

"This poem was written by Brother Lin?" Immediately, a scholar asked in surprise.

"Not bad!"

"I heard that there were people in Xiangguo Temple who made a poem in three steps, and got such a masterpiece, and we also talked about this poem, the artistic conception and connotation are classics, and I admire it!"

Someone laughed and said: "Everyone still praises Brother Lin, who has become a poem in three steps, which is even more powerful than Cao Zijian, who is only eight buckets tall!" ”

Suddenly, the attitude of the crowd changed rapidly. In any case, the reader's admiration for the talented man has never changed. Lin Zhao didn't expect that he would inadvertently become famous.

Ji Yun's face instantly became ugly, it was said that he left early, and he didn't know what happened later. How did he know that Lin Zhao would have such a good poem, and his face was suddenly ugly.

At this moment, someone shouted, "Your sons have arrived." ”

Everyone turned around and saw several well-dressed scholars coming together, with extraordinary momentum. Lin Zhao knocked clearly, and the one in the middle was Wang Yan, the son of Wang Anshi, Wang Yuanze.

I only heard someone whispering: "The one on the left is Wang Yan, the son of Master Wang, and that one is Kaifeng Mansion...... That's the Cao family......"

After listening to this, Lin Zhao sighed with emotion, where is the ordinary poetry club today, it is clearly a friendship meeting for the children of high-ranking officials in the Great Song Dynasty!

In addition to Wang Yan, there are several people who are Cao Jian, the nephew of the Empress Dowager Cao; Chai Ruone, a descendant of the Chai clan of the Later Zhou Dynasty; Wen and Fu, the son of Wen Yanbo, the famous minister of the Great Song Dynasty; Ercheng Gaozu Xingshu; Bachelor of Hanlin, the fourth son of the prefect of Kaifeng, Wang Zhongyi.

The last person was Zhao Zhongshan, the second son of Zhao Zongyong, the king of Yuhang County, and when he mentioned his identity, Lin Zhao immediately remembered the thrilling scene in Yangwan, Huaishui Mountain, and anger flashed in his eyes.

Everyone hurriedly met with them, but Huang Tingjian and Lin Zhao were squeezed to the back, and they had no chance to step forward. In front of him are the children of high-ranking officials of the Great Song Dynasty, the children of celebrities, and they have undoubtedly benefited a lot from making friends with them, so they are naturally vying for sycophancy.

Several Yanai seemed to be accustomed to such a scene, and replied, and after the atmosphere was not so warm, Cao Jian asked: "I heard someone chanting a poem, 'Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers', what a poem!" I don't know who did it! ”

Everyone hurriedly looked around, and after they dispersed, all eyes naturally gathered on Lin Zhao and Huang Tingjian.

When he saw the familiar figure, Wang Yan's eyebrows moved, and he said in surprise: "Lin Zhao, when did you arrive in Bianjing?" ”

Hey? All the scholars couldn't help but be surprised, it turned out that Lin Dongyang and Wang Yan Gongzi were familiar with each other, no wonder Huang Tingjian brought this person here to see what other people's sycophants were doing......

As for Ji Yun, his face suddenly became unnatural. He was jealous of Wang Yan, and even dared to occasionally make irresponsible remarks behind his back, but he was still very afraid in his bones. At this time, Lin Zhao was more relieved to tell behind his back, but he would die a miserable death. In fact, Lin Zhao never took it into account, and stepped forward and said to Wang Yan: "But about ten days, are the adults and sons all right?" ”

Because of Lin Zhao's participation, the murder of Meng Ruogu was quickly solved, and Wang Anshi was able to close the case and enter Beijing in time to face the saint. Recently, his father Wang Anshi has been reused and appreciated by the official family recently, which is based on Jiang Ning's early cracking, so he is also quite grateful to Lin Zhao in his heart.

"My father is all right, as for me...... Look at it! Wang Yan smiled and said, "Why did you come to Bianjing?" ...... with the Meng family now? ”

Lin Zhao said with a smile: "I came to Bianjing to take care of business, and now I am a partner with Miss Meng!" ”

"Oh!" Wang Yan nodded meaningfully, he knew very well that Lin Zhao was a capable person, and he would definitely not succumb to the little Meng family for a long time, the so-called hidden dragon in the abyss would definitely soar in the future.

No, just after coming to Bianjing, the classic poems have already spread among Shilin. It is not easy to make friends with Huang Tingjian, a jinshi in the same year, to participate in the friendship poetry meeting where such young talents and high-ranking officials gather!