Wu Jie is here to make soy sauce this time, and as for the poetry meeting or something, he is not interested in it at all. Poetry is just a thing that is sung and entertained among literati, used to cultivate love, and when it comes to the scientific field, it is the eight-strand Shiwen test. Besides, he wouldn't do this kind of thing, even if he was lucky enough to be recruited into the academy, it would be a little embarrassing to really meet with that fiancée who came out of nowhere.

For him, the most important thing in front of him is the government examination in April, where is there time to go back to the school to be restrained.

But Kochi Prefecture is so enthusiastic to recommend himself to enter the academy, if he doesn't come, he will not look good.

So, let's deal with it first.

Therefore, after entering the Tang family's big flower hall, he quietly walked to the most remote corner and waited silently for the meal to start.

He didn't want to cause trouble, but things just found his head.

As soon as I sat down, the light in front of me suddenly dimmed.

When I looked up, it was Wu Lun, who had been lost for a long time, my distant cousin.

I have to admit that this kid is good-looking and very elegant. It's just that the arrogance between his eyebrows looks annoying.

Wu Lun raised his eyebrows, did not give a salute, and asked Wu Jie: "Why are you here, this is also where you came?" Last time, I didn't lose enough of the shame of the Wen Hui, my Wu family's face was all lost by you, go home! "It's like a brother teaching a little brother.

Huang and Jiang Ersheng followed behind Wu Lun, with a mocking face.

As soon as Wu Jie saw Wu Lun's big appearance, he felt a little unhappy in his heart. He didn't bother to pay attention, but looked left and right, pointed to his face again, and pretended to be surprised: "Are you talking about me?" You can come, why can't I come, I received an invitation from the Tang family. Besides, who can come and who can't come, it's up to you to decide? ”

Wu Lun's face was difficult to look at. In front of everyone, it was not easy to have a seizure, so he only shouted: "You stay honest with me, don't make trouble and make jokes." ”

Wu Jie smiled faintly: "Who are you?" Oh, I forgot, you're my distant cousin, why, you want to teach me a lesson? To tell you the truth, I don't want to come here either, but unfortunately, Lord County must let me come over, the invitation written by the Tang family himself. I can't help it. You are not from the Tang family, and it is not your turn to chase me. I forgot, cousin, you have always wanted to enter the Tang family, and when you enter the Tang Gate in the future, you are talking about this kind of thing. As a brother, I want to persuade you. A manly man, he would rather take it from the straight than ask for it from the song. Fame and wealth are loved by everyone, and they can fight with a knife and a gun in the field, and it is not the work of a scholar to go astray, but to make others laugh. ”

will pay tribute to Wu Lun's words in the past, Wu Jie's words are sarcastic, which implies that Wu Lun is obsessed with Miss Tang for the sake of wealth.

Beside him, a few scholars chuckled.

Wu Lun's handsome face turned red, and he held back for a long time before he whispered hatefully: "You fool, what am I doing with you talking so much nonsense, so I can do it for myself." ”

After speaking, he brushed his sleeves and left.

After a while, the old man of the Tang family accompanied two middle-aged people in official uniforms to come in.

These two people don't know what their origin is, they are probably officials from Chengdu Prefecture, Wu Jie has not been back in Sichuan for a long time, and he can't know him.

The other local scholars all stood up and saluted again and again: "Late life, please meet the elder Wen Tongzhi, and meet the elder professor." ”

Only then did Wu Jie know that it was Chengdu Mansion Tongzhiwen and Professor Fuxue.

Wen Tongzhi is a six-rank official, not very old, only in his thirties, wearing a cyan official robe. He had the highest status among this group of people, and he was in charge of the regular government affairs of the first government, so he coughed lightly and said that Mr. Zongzhi's return from Yunnan to his hometown to establish the academy this time was a major event in the culture and education of our Chengdu Prefecture. I Shu Chinese Changming, since ancient times out of Yang Ziyun, Sima Xiangru such a person. The article is a major event through the ages, the official is in charge of the culture and education of a government, and there is a etiquette, and the official is happy when he hears this.

Wu Jie was naturally not interested in listening to this official cliché, and while drinking and eating by himself, he peeked at the head of the Tang family, Master Tang.

Speaking of which, he is also his father-in-law. Wu Jie had heard Jiang and Huang say that Miss Tang was born with a beautiful appearance, and he was a little curious. The aesthetics of the ancients are very different from those of modern people, and the beauty in the minds of the ancients may not be ugly for modern people.

Take the Qing Dynasty as an example. When it comes to the emperor's wife, most people will use "** three thousand beauties" to describe it. But when Wu Jie saw the photo of the so-called great beauty Concubine Zhen on the Internet, he almost threw it up.

And what is the first place in the Qing Dynasty, Sai Jinhua, a shriveled little old lady.

Since then, he has been extremely wary of the beauties of the ancients.

As the saying goes, a daughter is like a father, and you can see how the Tang family lady looks from Master Tang.

Seeing this, Wu Jie shouted "obedient", and then shouted again.

This old man of the Tang family looks really festive, a short and fat man, a good Ming Dynasty version of Zeng Zhiwei.

If the father is like this, the daughter is probably not much better.

Fortunately, he didn't plan to marry Tang Mi, and he offended them to death, and finally escaped.

After Wen Tongzhi finished speaking, a scholar stepped forward and asked, "Master Wen, why didn't Mr. Zongzhi come?" ”

Everyone also felt strange, it was said that this poetry meeting was for Yang Zongzhi's selection of students, but he, the party, could not see anyone.

Next to him, Master Tang was a little embarrassed: "Everyone, Mr. Zongzhi has traveled a long way, and after returning to Sichuan, he is a little unaccustomed to the water and soil, so he can't come." ”

Next to him, the professor of Chengdu Fuxue shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Zongzhi is really a celebrity and gentleman!" ”

Wen Tong was still open-minded and smiled: "Mr. Zongzhi is a recluse, happy and quiet, but when he comes, this official will preside over it." In this way, there is no nonsense, just a few students. Poetry is a thing, it is difficult to have a good work between eagerness, it is better to come up with the topic first, so that everyone can prepare first. ”

Hearing that the question was going to be solved, the three hundred scholars all straightened up at the same time.

Wen Tongzhi glanced at everyone, and then said lightly: "Mr. Zongzhi said that he returned to his hometown from Yunnan this time, passed through Guizhou and the Three Gorges, and then went to Shuzhong against the water. Although the road is firm and difficult, how can the magnificence of the mountains and rivers be seen by scholars who are not out of the door? His first question was on the Three Gorges and Shu Road, and it was limited to one hour. ”

Soon, two descendants of the Tang family took out a large hourglass and placed it in the middle of the flower hall.

Now that the topic has come out, the scholars no longer have the heart to eat, they all frown and think hard, hoping to scavenge the dry intestines and write good sentences.

Only Wu Jie is still dry when the wine comes, and he eats it smoothly.

After a while, the people of the Tang Dynasty came to accept the banquet, and put a small table in front of everyone, and placed the four treasures of the study.

For a while, there was no more speech, only the sound of ink ingots rubbing in the inkstone. There are countless pens that fall on the fine Jiajiang rice paper, fast or slow, heavy or light.

There is agarwood in the flower hall, and there is a refreshing fragrance in the air.

I drank too much wine, Wu Jie only felt that his head was swollen and his eyelids were a little heavy, and he just wanted to find a place to sleep beautifully. In fact, in modern society, he also weighs half a catty. But today's wine at the Tang family's banquet is the best Jiannan Burning Spring, with a mellow entrance and a long stamina, so I drank a few more sips. And because he was healed from his illness, he was drunk.

It was a very humiliating thing to get drunk in the Tang family, and Wu Jie could only force his spirits to drink, and drank Qionglai flower tea without a sip to refresh himself.

As for writing poetry, he didn't have that interest! Besides, he can't write any Rausch poems, and the last time he was in the county examination room, that test poem almost suffocated him. Nowadays, if you force it to write, it will definitely make a big joke, so it is better not to write it.

I don't know how long it took for a furnace of agarwood to burn out.

Look at the hourglass in the middle of the hall that has come to an end.

Master Tang saw that the time was almost the same, and looked at Wen Tongzhi.

Wen Tongzhi nodded, and the sound of a cloud board sounded crisply.

Master Tang stood up with a smile: "The time has come, please hand in the papers." ”

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