Hearing this, everyone put down their brushes, stepped forward with manuscript paper in their hands, and respectfully placed it on the table in front of Master Wen, Master Tang and Professor Fuxue.

The three of them picked up the manuscript, looked at it quickly, and when they encountered something bad, they put it aside casually, and when they encountered a good verse, they all smiled and praised twice.

The scholars who were praised were all proud, and the scholars who had their papers thrown aside were not decadent, anyway, there was a competition in the evening. When it comes to poetry, it is about inspiration, maybe when the time comes, I will have an idea and write a quatrain that shocks the world and cries ghosts and gods!

Writing poems and lyrics is not complicated, as long as you have read a few years of books and know the rules of Pingqi, anyone can easily make up two sentences.

So, all of them are able to communicate with each other easily.

There are more than 300 scholars, and there is not a single word on Wu Jie.

Seeing that everyone's papers were handed over, Master Tang stood up with a smile: "Whether the poem is good or not, I don't count it, I have to ask Master Wen and the professor to judge." If you have nothing to do, you can drink and have fun here, or go to the library of the academy to read a book. ”

At this time, Wu Lun stood up and shook his head: "Uncle Tang, what's the fun of drinking and having fun or going to the library to read, the younger generations might as well wait here for the evaluation of the poetry grade, and then have a wine tasting and poetry." ”

"yes, that's exactly how it should be." All beings applauded.

Obviously, Wu Lun often went in and out of the Tang Mansion and was familiar with the Tang family.

Hearing him say this, Master Tang was not angry, and nodded with a smile: "Okay, nephew Wu, just according to what you say." I'm going to ask for comments from the Acquaintance and the Professor. ”

Wu Jie secretly said in his heart: It's not interesting to drink and have fun, the people here don't know each other, and even if they do, they can't speak, so it's better to go to the library to read books and kill time, and it's best to find a few novels or something. It's really not good, it's better to find a corner in the library and stare at it. Just pass the afternoon, and after dinner, I'll go home.

I didn't write a word today, and looking at Wu Lun's appearance, it seemed that he was very confident in the poems he wrote. I'm here to see his praise and self-praise, isn't it uncomfortable for myself?

The ancients had an early dinner, and it was estimated that there would be three to four hours left.

wiped his face and stood up, and was about to leave, Wu Lun's gaze swept and fell on him: "Brother Jie, your poem manuscript hasn't been handed in yet, why don't I ask Tang Yuan to wait for you for a while, and I can also look at Brother Jie's means of turning your poem into a poem in seven steps?" ”

Hearing this, the scholars in the entire flower hall looked at it at the same time. Even Master Tang stopped, and when he saw Wu Jie's sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, his eyebrows were suddenly twisted, and his face was quite unkind.

Wu Jie smiled calmly, as if he didn't have the slightest shame: "Wu Jie is a shallow learner, and he can't write a word." ”

"Haha, Brother Jie, I heard that your dementia has improved, and you have taken the first place in my county exam, and I am happy for you for my brother. Who would have thought that you are still so demented, and you feel very sorry for your brother. If you are not well ailed, you might as well recuperate at home, and why bother running around and worrying people. Wu Lun laughed happily.

"Haha, yes, an idiot, what are you running around?" In the midst of laughter, someone whispered sarcastically: "It's strange to say, how can such a straw bag and nerd be the first in the exam." ”

"You don't know this, it is said that the county lord is pitiful to Wu Nerd's loneliness, which is particularly gracious. The county exam is like that, the examiner lets you win, you can win, everyone understands. ”

"Be cautious, be cautious, the county lord is not easy to discuss. However, it is just that Wu Da Fool won the first place, but it is the grace of the magistrate. It's just that he is not interested in it, thinking that he has become a great talent, and he is cheeky to drill among us, is there still a little self-knowledge? This time it's exposed, so let's hand it in! There was schadenfreude in his tone.

"yes, that's insulting. The dignified poetry meeting, the literati elegant collection, was originally a major cultural event in my Chengdu Mansion, but I invited such a person to come over, just like a rat, breaking a pot of soup. ”

Someone else shouted: "Wu Lun, Wu Gongzi, you are the elder brother, why don't you care about your stupid brother?" ”

For everyone's ridicule, Wu Jie didn't take it to heart. He thinks. In front of him are a group of rotten people who tend to be inflammatory, and there is no point in getting angry with them. Besides, he is still a little out of place in this world, feeling that this is just a dream, as if it has nothing to do with him, and there is no way to substitute it for him.

smiled calmly, didn't bother to talk back to them, arched his hand towards everyone, and walked straight out of the flower hall.

There was a ridicule from behind the sentient beings: "Cowardly, cowardly, it is really a person who has no blood surname." ”

"What blood surname will a fool have?"

Looking at Wu Jie's back, Wu Lun's heart was even more happy: Wu Jie, Wu Jie, you also have today. I think that at the beginning, when your father was alive, every time he wrote back, he would put on a stinky face of the court officials and elders in the clan, which taught me a lesson. What do you say, I Wu Lun is a rampant teenager, and his surname is frivolous. Now, hehe, what about rampant, what about frivolity, it's better than giving birth to a stupid son.

Back then, when Wu Lun was studying, it was still Wu Jie's father's tuition. It is said that Chang often sends money back to help Wu Lun's father and son, relying on the relationship between Wu Jie's father, Wu Lun can be regarded as a talent and fame in the examination.

Later, Wu Jie's father's official became bigger and bigger, and Wu Lun also followed with a light on his face, saying that he often talked to people, and often talked about this big official from the Wu family, as if in this way, he also had a light on his face.

It's a pity that Wu Jie's father died in the mutiny, and his house was raided by the imperial court, and the entire Wu family's relatives were also disgraced.

This time, Wu Lun not only did not mention the name of Wu Jie's father, but tried his best to disconnect his relationship with Wu Jie's father in front of others, saying: "Who is related to him, there are many people with the surname Wu in the world, and I can't fight with him for eight poles." ”

"What, you said that I relied on his talent in the exam. Hehe, the relationship between people in the examination room is not easy to use, and you have to rely on the real kung fu of every word, is it that my Wu Lun has been wasted in the past ten years? ”

However, Wu Jie's family history, if he is really a talented and well-educated person, he may not rely on the imperial examination to enter the officialdom in the future, and on the surface, this cousin relationship still has to be maintained.

If he is not the material for reading, the ghost will pay attention?

When Wu Jie returned to Xinjin County, Wu Lun specially held a literary meeting and asked Huang, Jiang and others to invite Wu Jie to observe nearby.

As soon as Wu Jie arrived, Wu Lun realized that this guy was just a fool and had no future.

So, Wu Lun turned his face on the spot and played tricks on Wu Jie until Wu Jie stumbled and fell into the icy river.

"Speaking of which, Wu Jie's father can also be regarded as a side branch of my Wu family, but because he became a big official, he became the patriarch, and he was also arrogant to the people in the clan. Now it's okay, you Wu Jie is a fool, and I, Wu Lun, have already gained the fame of showing talent, with my knowledge, it will not be difficult to be a person in the future. Once I marry Miss Tang, I will be rich and powerful, and then I will find an official position...... Hmph, aren't you the son of an official eunuch? Now it's become a waste, if you don't want to starve to death, come and pat me on the back, maybe big brother I am happy, and I can reward you with a bite to eat. ”

"Today, this poetry club is of great significance, as long as you can enter the top fourteen, you will be a student of Mr. Zongzhi, and Mi'er will be the opposite of the night. With my talent and knowledge, are you still afraid that you won't be able to move Miss Tang's heart? ”

"What the first fourteen, bah, Wu Lun, Wu Lun, are you so unambitious, if you want to take the first, how can you show my talent. I have been preparing for this poetry meeting for a long time, and I have guessed more than a dozen topics alone, and I have also made a lot of poems in advance. It was also my luck that I guessed Mr. Soyuki's title, haha, it's hard not to win the first place. ”

In fact, the title of the literati poetry club is also very easy to guess. It's nothing more than writing about the scene, and then deducting the season, weather and the owner's state of mind, although it is not in the middle, it is not far away. Do a few songs for him in advance, and then move a few more words, and it's done.

Thinking of the smugness, Wu Lun almost laughed out loud, took a big sip of the wine glass, and then waited for Jiayin.

As he expected, Wu Lun won the first place in this first competition. Just two Huang and Jiang also squeezed into the top fourteen.

Among the scholars in Xinjin County, three people were hit in one go, and they immediately became the focus of everyone.

At the beginning, other people were still a little puzzled, but when Master Tang read out Wu Lun's poems, it was another comment, and everyone was convinced.

I have to say that Wu Lun's poems are very well written, and they have the charm of the Sui people.

At the same time, many scholars from other counties came to talk with Wu Lun, wanting to get to know this rising star in Chengdu Prefecture.

Later, there was another competition. But no matter what, as soon as Wu Lun's seven words came out, it was already determined that he could be included in the door wall by Mr. Zongzhi.

As for Wu Jie, who didn't write a word just now and was a big ugly, it was just one of the tidbits, and no one cared about it when he laughed at it.

Wu Lun's poem is indeed well written, adding one word is too fat, and deleting one word is too thin. Eternal and smooth, and full of rhyme, reading it, the corners of the mouth are fragrant.

The title of the poem is "Shuzhong".

"Zigui cries to the end of the world, and Shu Dao is like the ancient world. Zhuge Wei Lingcun has eight formations, and the Han Dynasty has been in Sanba for the end......"

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