Xie Shence and Wang Jiehua were secretly happy, and secretly said in their hearts that these girls were naughty.

The literati present, whether they were unknown Chinese on the first floor or good at Chinese on the second floor, were all thinking hard, and occasionally had feelings, so they quickly took pen and paper to write down the answers, and then asked Xiao Xiao to give them to the corresponding girl.

Among them, there are many talented scholars who bow their heads and think hard and are puzzled, and there are poor scholars who suddenly realize.

Wang Jiehua and Xie Shence finished reading all the questions, thought about it for a while, and then compared each other to see if what they said was right.

"Isn't a just a blowtorch?"

"The one with the new moon hook, is it a bear?"

"Where is Qinglong, what is magnificent, it is a scale!"

"The monk is sweating on both sides of the water, what's wrong with you?"

"What else, the nun planted rice with both hands and pressed the array"

"How?"

"It's just a homonym, the two lists enter the Shihanlin Academy, and both hands press the Chabu Political Division."

"Where did the Great Jin Kingdom come from?"

"More than ten years ago, the function of the New Deal of the Southern Song Dynasty was carried out for a period of time, and then it was withdrawn"

"I see."

The two whispered on the side, because the position was far behind, the scholars either stepped forward to look at the problem, or said to their friends, and few people noticed that Xie Shence and Wang Jiehua quietly solved these puzzles.

Soon after, a succession of scholars came up with the correct answers, and the steward of the Pearl Pavilion also announced these answers. The scholar and the yamani, who were called by name, both humbly gestured to everyone in the room, and then smiled and went to the girls' place with the little girl. And those who did not answer or answered incorrectly, some people responded with kind congratulations, and some people looked angry.

Twenty pairs of silks, adding up to about sixty questions, can finally be entertained by the girls, at most forty or fifty people.

Forty or fifty people, compared to hundreds of people in the field, is a drop in the bucket.

I'm here tonight for fun, and if you lose face on this, it's not good for everyone to meet in the future. What's more, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, since everyone has friends, there are also wrong, friends get benefits are naturally bright on their faces, and the opponent is in the limelight, so you have to find a way back.

There are only so many topics.

In the case of riddles, the winner is the one who solves it first. There is also a one, two, three, etc., and there is no distinction between upper and lower. These people have already gone in, so what about the rest?

Don't worry, there's still a chance.

Later, on the big stage, there were one performance after another. Or music, instruments, or songs and dances. There are girls with good skills, and they will boldly let their favorite talents order the show and perform on the spot, attracting the voice of the audience. This is a high level of self-promotion.

During the performance, if a talented person comes up with a good sentence, he will write down the result and pass it on to the girl who performs. If the girls have read it and think you have written well, then congratulations, you can also enjoy the girls' toast.

Xie Shence is familiar with a lot of "poems", but Wang Jiehua is by his side, and Xie Shence never dares to show it.

The two of them just quietly watched the girls' hard performances, or the foreign masterpieces of the talents.

A certain genius has a good sentence released, and everyone is unanimously praised. A certain genius was caught by someone on his behalf, and he was caught first, and everyone laughed at it.

There are also a lot of masterpieces in the Huaiyang Dao Shizi at this table, Xie Shence and Wang Jiehua also echoed a lot with everyone's wishes, Xie Shence also intentionally commented on one or two of the poems of one of the scholars, the comments were very pertinent, and won the approval of many people.

However, quite a few people are not all of them after all.

Xu Guangzu took the opportunity to say when everyone praised Xie Shence for commenting on the "Zhongzheng atmosphere": "Brother Wang has a favorite woman? If so, you might as well come up with a good work, let me wait to read it? ”

Everyone echoed it, saying that this situation and this scene are the time when poetry is spraying, how can there be no poetry? Besides, there are only five poems at this table tonight, which is already much worse than some friends in Hubei Province and Shandong Province, so it is time to thank God for giving a poem.

Xie Shence secretly hated himself for talking too much in his heart, and everyone asked him to write poems for other women in front of Wang Jiehua, didn't this kill him? Xie Shence said that he would not do anything.

When rejecting everyone's request, Xie Shence politely refused while looking at Wang Jiehua's face.

Wang Jiehua just lightly admired the dance, as if it had nothing to do with her.

Xie Shence was slightly annoyed.

It's about you, how can you be indifferent? If you don't agree, then say it, and if you say it, I'll have an excuse not to write it. Is this a rage? If you don't say it, if I can't write it, won't you be angry again?

However, Wang Jiehua didn't say it after all.

Wang Jiehua didn't speak, and naturally there were others who excused Xie Shence.

Liu Gaozhi admires Xie Shence more, in his opinion, Xie Shence should be a person with real skills, whether it is in poetry or other aspects, in short, there is the potential to make friends. He came with a wife and concubine (I don't know if it was a wife or a concubine), and he was forced to compose poems to other women in person, which was always a face-hurting thing, and it was not good for everyone to force him too much during the banquet. So Liu Gaozhi thought about breaking the siege.

"Brothers, since Brother Wang is unwilling, he must be a woman who does not like the stage here, since this is the case, I can't force it. It's good to be happy tonight, why don't you do it for someone else? ”

When everyone heard this, they just didn't allow it, saying that they had escaped the drinking order by Xie Shence before, and they couldn't refrain this time.

Liu Gaozhi knew what everyone was thinking.

Xie Shence was later, everyone thought that he was a member of the Chuzhou Wang family, but who knew that Xu Guangzu didn't try to find out the depth of the two times he asked, and some people were in a hurry.

It's normal to be in a hurry.

If you are from the Wang family, then everyone knows each other, and tonight they all give face to let you sit at the main table, so what if you identify yourself? If you don't say it for a long time, do you think that we are not worthy of your identity, and you are worried that we will curry favor and make you embarrassed?

If you don't, then well, please compose poems, and if you write good poems, it means that you have talent to learn, and you are still qualified to stay here. If you don't have the ability, please leave.

It's that practical.

Liu Gaozhi secretly scolded Xu Guangzu in his heart, and this time he counted him as the most able to stir up the atmosphere at the table, focusing everyone's attention on Xie Shence.

Xie Shence is naturally clear about all this. He knew, but he still didn't want to write poetry.

Not being able to look down on poetry is one thing, and not being able to do it is another.

In his cognition, poetry is a university question. However, in today's fragmented landscape, Xie Shence really doesn't think that there is anything to advocate for the vassal's elegant obscene lyrics and flamboyant songs or the self-pity of the literati. First, we cannot strengthen the country, and second, we cannot enrich the people. It's not Qu Tanmo's worries about the country and the people, and cynicism is far less useful than hard work. In a world where the literacy rate is barely 1 in 1,000, how many people can understand these poems? The Xie family is generally reluctant to work poetry. The "text" of the Xie family is a text that can calm the world, a policy for governing the country, not a poem.

As for not being able to do it, the reason is simple. Wang Jiehua didn't say anything, so Xie Shence wouldn't ask for hardship.

Xu Guangzu saw that Xie Shence did not let go, and his heart was even more contemptuous. While speaking, there was a good work from the scholar of Shandong Road, and the poet arched his hand towards the Huaiyang Road, which was both humble and self-satisfied, so that everyone here was also faintly ashamed.

Xu Guangzu said: "Brother Wang is to make a song, why not? Could it be that Mrs. Zun doesn't have this heart? Brother Wang just shirked such elegant things, did he think that vulgar people like us couldn't see Brother Wang's great work? If this is not the case, why does Brother Wang repeatedly refuse, and wants to sweep everyone's interest? ”

These words were quite serious, and they directly expressed their dissatisfaction with Xie Shence, and also pointed the finger at Wang Jiehua.

Wang Jiehua still didn't react, and Xie Shence was still ready to shirk.

It's a big deal.

Without waiting for Xie Shence to speak, one person said: "Brother Wang has an extraordinary bearing, and he must have been in the family for a long time, and he should be a person who abides by etiquette." If there is a poetic talent, how can they be prejudiced against us? Brother Xu said seriously. ”

Another person answered, "Brother Ning is right. However, in my humble opinion, Brother Wang does not write poems, but I am afraid that there is another reason. ”

"Why?"

"I'm afraid my Daoist brother is not good at this."

Another person feigned anger, "Nonsense, how can Brother Wang not be good at this?" Brother Wang didn't have a stream of poetry before"

"Is there a poem in circulation?"

"I'm afraid not."

"I haven't heard of Brother Wang's name before."

"My family is from Chuzhou, and I often correspond with my uncle Fangshangong, and there are many anecdotes in my uncle's letters, among which there seems to be no Wang Xuan and Brother Wang?"

"Fang Shan Gong is a poet everyone, Wang Lao Shangshu commented on its 'beautiful and lovely, and leisurely and long, unique', his old man is also enthusiastic about talented juniors, if he didn't mention it"

"Yes, when I think about it, the younger brother has never heard of Brother Wang's name"

"I'm familiar, I just feel like I've heard it years ago, but as for the name, I really haven't heard of it at all."

So the scholar surnamed Ning said: "Isn't it that Brother Wang is really untalented?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was quiet.

however

"It can't be true, right?"

"What about this"

"Are you still a child of the Wang family?"

"Fox fake tiger might?"

"Didn't you learn what to do here?"

"Fish-eyed bastard?"

"Hehe, really"

"Shameless"

For a moment, everyone's faces were full of disbelief and contempt.

Xu Guangzu took a sip of wine comfortably, and then smacked his lips.

Smacking his lips after drinking, this was not in line with his usual etiquette, but at this time he felt that it should be so.

Exposing a person's false face and restoring his original face is what he Xu Guangzu likes to do the most. He thinks it's a joy and the main thing he's going to do in the future. He is now one of the most prestigious people in Taixue, and he will definitely be an excellent imperial historian in the future.

Xu Guangzu thought so, looking with interest at Xie Shence's seemingly unchanged expression and Wang Jiehua's slightly discolored face.

Hmm, a little ashamed? It should be beautiful and lovely

Xu Guangzu didn't know that someone here had just mentioned a name. The old man was one of the people Wang Jiehua cared about the most, which made her body tremble slightly, which was originally calm.

"Let's go back." Xie Shence smiled slightly and said softly to Wang Jiehua.

Wang Jiehua nodded. So the two of them prepared to get up and leave.

"What? Ready to go? ”

"The poem hasn't been done yet"

"If you can't make a poem, is your surname real?"

"I'll have to make it clear before I go. Occupy two seats at the main table and leave without saying a word? Do you know how many people want to sit here and can't? ”

"Could it be that he was exposed and ran away? How can this trip be a Huaiyang Taoist? ”

"It's hard to say whether it's Huaiyang Dao or not. Liars? ”

"Are we stupid? Fool us and walk away? ”

“”

Xie Shence pursed his mouth. Wang Jiehua was neither happy nor sad, and her eyes drifted into the distance.

Everyone did not let go, and at this moment, a person came over in a little hurry, everyone looked sideways, saluted respectfully, and it seemed that the person who had reserved a seat came.

(ps: It's just a chapter of sweeping the grave and going to the grave, and I can't go up to pay tribute to the ancestors.) Good night~. ~）