"Classmate Lin, what can't you say? Every year at the poetry meeting of the palace, there will be a lot of dignitaries and nobles present to choose excellent scholars as sons-in-law, and there are many unmarried ladies who secretly have feelings for their favorite readers, and give birth to a lot of romantic stories. Do you say yes and no? Ren Cheng said excitedly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Wow! How can there be such a beautiful thing? Lin Yi was surprised.

Ren Cheng said with a smile: "Of course, every year at the palace poetry meeting, there will be more than a dozen romantic stories, classmate Lin, you are talented and good-looking, why don't you join us tonight?" ”

"Lin Yi, are you going tonight?" Wang Yu stared at him and asked, but in his gaze, there was a clear meaning that he didn't want him to go.

The purpose of these eight wise kings holding poetry meetings in the palace is nothing more than to win over scholars and cultivate their own power in the future. If he shows his prominence at the poetry meeting tonight and is honored to be favored by him, then he will definitely be wooed in the future, and then he will inevitably be labeled as the Eight Sages King, and he will be the party of the Eight Sages King in the future. The party struggle in this court is very terrifying, in case you stand on the wrong team, you are likely to lose your political life, and now that the situation is not clear, it is better not to rush to take sides. Besides, his wife is newly mourned, how can he have the leisure to fall in love with any noble ladies? Forget it! Thinking of this, Lin Yi said lightly: "I don't have the slightest interest in the poetry meeting held by the Eighth Prince, so I won't participate in tonight's poetry meeting!" ”

Wang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, with a happy smile on his face, while Ren Cheng looked disappointed and said, "Lin Yi, what a good opportunity to become famous, you didn't go?" It's a pity, anyway, my literary talent is not high, and my family is poor, so I guess I won't be able to enter the palace, or let's go to his door tonight to see the excitement, and then come back! ”

Lin Yi looked at Wang Yu and asked, "Classmate Wang, what do you think?" ”

Wang Yu smiled: "Okay! Now it's the scorching heat, and there is nothing to do at night anyway, so let's go and see the excitement to see which talented people are lucky enough to go in, and then come back! ”

Lin Yi nodded yes, and after school that afternoon, the students of Sizhai went to the palace together. Because it is a competition between scholars, it is likely that you will meet Miss Gui, so many students have dressed up carefully, dressed neatly and neatly, and even Lin Yi has changed into a neo-Confucian suit, holding a folding fan in his hand, dressed up in a romantic manner, walked out of the Taixue Gate, and walked forward with the flow of people.

The Eight Sages Mansion is located in the west of Bianjing City, far away from the Imperial Palace, the palace covers an extremely wide area, looking at the carved beams and painted buildings from afar, the green trees are shady, and the park of later generations has a comparison. In front of the gate of the palace, is a small square, all paved with blue bricks, there have been thousands of scholars gathered on it, both young and old, but mostly young people, everyone is looking up one by one to a big wooden sign in front of the palace to see, after seeing, they will bow their heads one by one and think, there are many students, after seeing, shaking their heads and sighing and leaving, but there are also a few students, after thinking about it, they walked up the steps of the palace, wrote something on the paper of a table, and then walked into the house under the guidance of several smiling palace family members.

Ren Cheng pointed to the big wooden sign with the fan in his hand, and said with a smile: "Every year at the poetry meeting, the Eight Sages King will ask questions on the wooden sign in front of the mansion. ”

"Oh...... Shall I just say? How could the Eight Sages King let all the scholars in the world enter his mansion, it turned out that such a barrier was set up. Lin Yi smiled thoughtfully.

Xu Hong, another student from Sizhai, said with a smile: "But I don't know what kind of topic the Eight Sages King will come up with this year, let's go to the front and take a look." Then everyone walked together to the wooden plaque.

The wooden plaque is five or six feet long and three feet wide, and there is a piece of red paper pasted on it, on which is written a pair of upper couplets: "Who will wear the lotus monk in the river?" This coupling uses the four homophonic words of "river, lotus, and, and he", which is not easy. When the students of Sizhai saw it, they immediately frowned together and thought hard about the next couplet.

Ren Cheng stabbed Lin Yi with his hand and said, "Classmate Lin, you are only eight years old, can you get this couplet?" ”

Lin Yi said with a smile: "Such a difficult pair, how can I be right, it seems that I have no chance to hold a poetry meeting with the Eight Kings Xianwang tonight!" With that, he shook his head, pulled Wang Yu's arm lightly, and walked out of the crowd with several students.

Wang Yu looked at him and smiled: "You really can't do it?" With your talent, if you come up and enter the mansion, maybe the Eight Sages King will look down on you and marry your only county lord to you! ”

Yang Jingwen also smiled on the side: "Yes! Oh, yes! Don't you want to be the princess's colt, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? And once you show your color in front of all the ministers, this autumn, you have a great chance of being a junior sergeant? ”

Lin Yi stretched out his fan and shook it, and said with a smile: "My son is not interested in marrying any county lord, as for what to make a name for poetry, it doesn't make any sense, which poems and articles can only be used for pleasure and entertainment, but it is of no great use to the country and the people, I have never paid much attention to it, let's go back!" ”

"Huh! I'm afraid that Your Excellency won't be able to eat grapes, so let's say that grapes are sour! Since you don't have the ability to go in, don't pretend here! An indifferent voice came from behind Lin Yi, which was very uncomfortable to hear.

Lin Yi was very annoyed, and when he turned around, he saw a person standing behind him, it was Wang Jinglong, who was looking at him coldly with a provocative gaze at the moment.

Damn, looking for something? Believe it or not? Lin Yi clenched his fists, thought about it, and put it down again. You can't mess with this kind of person, if you argue a sentence or two, he will definitely rush up like a dog and bark at you. Lin Yi held back his breath and said to Wang Yu and Yang Jingwen beside him: "Let's not argue with him, let's go!" After that, he turned around and left, just after taking a step or two, another person came in front of him, but it was a man in white, handsome in appearance, with a graceful temperament, holding a fan in his hand, staggering and walking towards this side, but his eyes were always fixed on Lin Yi's face.

Hey! Who is this son, why is it a little familiar, as if he has seen it there? Lin Yi also glanced at him, and was about to continue walking, but saw Wang Jinglong behind him take a few steps, ran to the boy in white, and said with a smile: "Wow! It turned out that Song Ziqing, the first genius in the capital, and Song Gongzi arrived, hehe! The little brother is polite! As soon as these words came out, they immediately caused a commotion among the surrounding students, and they all looked at the white-clothed boy with extremely eager eyes.

Lin Yi whispered to Wang Yu, "Who is this Song Gongzi?" Why do people worship him? ”

Wang Yu whispered: "This Song Gongzi is not an ordinary person. He has been a prodigy since he was a child, at the age of fourteen he was specially ordered by the emperor to enter Taixue to study, and at the age of eighteen he became a student in Tsing Yi, with good poetry, calligraphy and painting, and he is a first-class talent in our Taixue. This person is not only very good at writing, but also a business genius, and his family manages the 'Yongfuxing' shop, with large and small branches all over the country, and it is said that his family's money is more than that of the emperor? ”

Wow! Sure enough, it's talent! If this is placed in the future generations, wouldn't it be another Ma Huateng or Ma Yun? Awesome, awesome! Lin Yi also admired.

I saw that Song Ziqing bowed his hand to Wang Jinglong, and bowed his hand to the students who admired him around him, his eyes fell on Lin Yi, smiled at him, and walked over.

"Which self-made Lin Yi founded Bianjing Daily?" Song Ziqing arched his hand and smiled.

Lin Yi hurriedly returned the salute and smiled: "Don't dare!" Can't! Exactly under it! ”

"Oh......" Song Ziqing sighed lightly, brushed the ground, opened the fan in his hand, shook it twice, looked at him with both eyes and smiled: "I heard that Lin Gongzi is also a poet, why don't you go into the palace and show your talents." ”

Lin Yi was still groaning, only to hear Wang Jinglong beside him say sarcastically: "I'm afraid that someone is a vain person, who is called a genius in vain, and he can't be worthy of the Eight Sages King's lower link, so he can't enter the mansion?" As soon as his words fell, the surrounding students immediately looked at Lin Yi with their eyes. Ren Cheng and Lin Yi have always had a good relationship, and encouraged him to say: "Lin Yi, you show him the next link, don't fall into the name of our four fasts." A few of the four students beside him also cheered Lin Yi up.