Early in the morning of the second day, Wu Qing walked into the county school and greeted Wang Fuzi first, and then he could be arranged to listen to the class.

But when Wu Qing arrived at Wang Fuzi's study, he was told that the master had gone out and asked Wu Qing to go to the Shuxiang Garden by himself. Wu Qing had no choice but to ask for the place, and then came to the scholarly garden of the county school, which is the place where the county school teaches.

Wu Qing walked into the scholarly garden, looked at it, this yard is really not ordinarily large, at least five or six acres of appearance, pavilions and water pavilions, all of them are atmospheric and elegant, stepping on the path paved with blue bricks, passing through several flower beds, a pavilion stands by the pool, the pool water is crystal clear, and several lotus flowers are budding to be released. Not far away is a flat land, on which there are many bookcases, some of the students have sat on it, some are chanting poems in the pavilion, and some are playing in the water by the pool. This is not at all the same as any teaching building classroom or the like in later generations, this is close to nature, such an elegant environment, it is really good to read.

"Where did you come from, country boy, don't retreat quickly!" A vicious voice rang out from the side.

Wu Qing was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned around, and saw a young man in his twenties dressed as a scholar with a hat on his head, he shook his fan lightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Wu Qing clenched his fists and asked, "In Xia Wuqing, this senior is polite." ”

"Hmph, didn't you hear my son-in-law speak? My son-in-law is the son-in-law of the county order of this county and the county order of Zhang County, get acquainted, hurry up and get out, don't get in the way of my son-in-law's eyes. Beside him, a lewd man dressed as a servant stepped forward.

It turned out to be a Yanei, no wonder he was so arrogant, Wu Qing knew very well that in this era, when he met a Yanei, he had to dodge it first, and then talk about it, a hero would not suffer a loss in front of him, not to mention that he really didn't have the strength to fight against such a Yanei. Clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Zhang Gongzi, I came here to listen to the class, and I have already received the consent of Master Wang." ”

Wu Qing said very clearly, he came here with the consent of Wang Fuzi, this era because Emperor Taizong attaches great importance to education, the status of literati is quite high, although Emperor Gaozong is not talented, but he continues the legacy of Taizong, and attaches great importance to literati, so the entire Tang Empire has great respect for literati, not to mention Confucianism, the first thing is to respect teachers. Although Zhang Gongzi is a Yanei (of course, the name of Yanai is only after the Song Dynasty), he also understands this truth, and the selection of talents in the Tang Imperial Examination depends on the recommendation and comments of the master.

At this time, many students were attracted by this place, and they couldn't help but come to join in the fun, and some people asked about the situation, and they couldn't help but be very interested in this child, who was only six or seven years old. Seeing that Wu Qing was surrounded by everyone, he was so calm, neither humble nor arrogant, and fluent in response, many people began to inquire one after another.

"Wu Qing? Where are the people? ”

"Wu Qing, isn't that the prodigy of Xubei Village?"

"Prodigy? Do you believe in this thing? ”

Soon, an elderly man arched his hand and said: "Everyone, since Wu Qing himself is here and is known as a 'prodigy' in the market, why don't we ask Wu Qing to write a poem for us, and let me wait to see the 'prodigy' style!" ”

"Okay, I'm for it!"

For a while, those who applauded, and those who applauded came one after another. Wang Fuzi, who was just about to enter the Shuxiang Garden, couldn't help frowning, and the servant wanted to say something, but was stopped by Wang Fuzi and said, "Slow down, and listen to how Wuqing responds!" ”

I have to say that the literati of this era just like this tone, chanting poems at every turn, showing their talents, attracting countless eyeballs, and countless pink fungus may be taken into their arms in this way.

Wu Qing still didn't have much expression on his face, he really didn't dare to compare with these people, he had only studied for three years, and he had really worked the rhyme, writing, and exegesis, but he wanted to say that he was composing poetry, and he knew his own level. But seeing the angry group of scholars, he didn't know what the consequences would be if he refused. In this era, literati are arrogant, dare to speak out, and ministers can die to admonish. If he confesses like this today, maybe if it spreads, it will affect his quality as a human being.

People can't be spineless, especially literati!

Of course, if this was more than a thousand years later, Wu Qing could be thrown directly into the trash.

"What? Wu Qing, is your 'prodigy' self-proclaimed? ”

"That's right, I think 'prodigy' can be changed to a dog boy in the future!"

"No, no, no, I think it should be appropriate to 'coward the child'." It was Zhang Gongzi's servant and scholar who said this, and Zhang Gongzi was smiling wickedly on the side.

Wu Qing glanced at Zhang Gongzi, and when he saw the ridicule in his eyes, the two servants were even more arrogant, and Wu Qing really wanted to give a middle finger. Looking around, some people showed puzzled expressions, and some people were still talking.

sighed in his heart, how should I live this game today, so he pushed away the crowd with his arms and walked towards the small pavilion, although Wu Qing's face was still calm, but his mind was desperately recalling the few poems he remembered before.

Dozens of scholars rushed up, seemingly not letting Wu Qing go. Wu Qing came to the Tang Dynasty to be most satisfied with his memory, which can be said to be unforgettable, this may be the gift brought to him by the crossing, and even the vague things that were a little vague in the past, under the continuous recall, can be slowly remembered.

It was summer, the early morning was slightly damp, this is the reason for the condensation of dew at night, although the sun has risen three poles, but you can see the crystal clear dew on the green lotus leaves, a few dragonflies fell on the lotus flowers that are waiting to be released.

Suddenly, Wu Qing remembered a poem in a third-grade Chinese textbook.

Wu Qing arched his hand and said: "Seniors, if you want to take the school entrance examination, please also tell me something, I will chant a song for you seniors to taste and taste." ”

A student came out and said, "Objects? I think it's the lotus in the pond as the theme! ”

"It's not right, it's not right." Zhang Gongzi shook the pu fan and said: "We are here today to see the demeanor of the prodigy, if it is an object, it is not that it does not show the demeanor of the martial arts junior brother, I think it is based on the season, what do you say?" ”

"Good, good!" The crowd agreed.

Wu Qing scolded Zhang Gongzi's eighteenth generation in his heart, he knew that you were a psychopath, and he knew that there would be such a play, but fortunately he didn't write any poems about love and love, and the one he thought of happened to be written in season.

Wu Qing clenched his fists and said, "In that case, please take four steps back and let me think about it!" "These people are too close, if only there were so many fans, and they would be addicted to celebrities.

Wu Qing straightened his clothes, coughed lightly, and took the first step, the demeanor of the handsome little guy was revealed, and he groaned: "The spring is silent and regrets the trickle." ”

A group of scholars pondered.

Wu Qing took the second step, his voice was loud, and he chanted: "The shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the sunshine." ”

A group of scholars began to chant two sentences in a row. The eyes of Master Wang, who was standing on his feet, lit up, and he reached out and picked up his goatee.

Wu Qing also ignored this group of trouble-making scholars, pretended to think for a moment, looked at the lotus leaf in the pool, took the third step, and chanted: "Little lotus is only showing sharp corners. ”

A group of scholars also followed Wu Qing's gaze, and sure enough, the lotus flowers were waiting to be released, didn't they just show the "sharp corners".

Wu Qing quickly took the fourth step, pointed to the dragonfly that was dancing on its own with his hand, and said: "There is already a dragonfly standing on the head, it's over, thank you for tasting." ”

Wu Qing flicked his sleeves very forcefully, walked through the crowd, walked to the bookcase and sat down, and in his heart he sent endless apologies to the poet of the Song Dynasty, no way, who let himself come to such an era of cheating. If you don't plagiarize and plagiarize the cultural heritage of your ancestors, how can you mix it up?

In an instant, the excited scholars were silent for a moment. Wang Fuzi remained motionless, and a pair of old eyes burst with an astonishing light. A scholar counted Wu Qing's steps, and when this seven-word poem was finished, he shouted: "Four steps into a poem!" Four steps into a poem! ”

This is a very fresh little poem, a qiē is very delicate, very supple, no gorgeous description, no kind of luxurious words, only with a spring, a trickle, a pool of shade, a few green lotus leaves, a small dragonfly, to compose a different kind of early summer, a qiē seems so harmonious and natural.

Was this a child under the age of seven doing it? It's so delicate, a real prodigy.

Wang Fuzi didn't believe it a little, but after thinking about the poems he read, he couldn't find such a one, and at this moment, he had to admit that this prodigy was a real prodigy.

After a group of scholars were silent for a while, they suddenly became noisy, some chanted loudly, some carefully scrutinized, some couldn't help but admire the artistic conception depicted in it, and some people kept cursing and slandering, such as that Zhang Gongzi and the like, now it is not as simple as ridiculing, and even jealousy, so young and so powerful, so what about the future?

It was impossible for Master Wang to let such a scene continue, so he came over immediately, and the students all bent down to salute when they saw it, and the ceremony could not be abolished!

"Okay, it's so noisy, how unified."

The students immediately stopped the noise and sat behind the bookcase, which was very quiet for a while.

Without introducing Wu Qing, a new student, he directly began to lecture.

"Today, I will teach the "Book of Filial Piety" for the teacher."