Cui Yingying's poems will be held in a courtyard in the antechamber of the manor.

The courtyard was already full of celebrities and students who participated in the poetry meeting, and everyone was talking in a low voice, as if they were waiting for the main owner, Cui Yingying. Because although the poetry meeting is held by Cui Yingying, she represents the Cui family, but all students with a little common sense know the status of the family in Dayan, especially the strength of the temple, and now the Dayan temple is still controlled in the hands of the family

Although it is now cold winter and it is evening, there is a stove next to each desk in the courtyard, and everyone here does not feel cold.

Because their hearts are hot.

They are passionate about careers, and they have a strong desire for money and power!

Of course, there are also many people who want to achieve something meritorious and be able to go down in history.

However, there are very few such people.

In other words, there are very few such talented people, and even if there are, they are either an extremely confident person, or a person with an empty stomach and a vain reputation.

When Ji Qingchen and Cui Yingying walked into the courtyard, the scholars in the courtyard moved their eyes to him and Cui Yingying. Everyone knows Miss Cui, and this is the work that the scholars who participate in the poetry club must do. But Ji Qingchen appeared for the first time, and he had never passed by among the scholars before, but this did not mean that the children of the King's Landing clan had never seen him, and there were a few children of the family who occasionally had a few relationships with Ji Qingchen when they saw Ji Qingchen, so they restrained their greedy gaze when they looked at Cui Yingying, and immediately stepped forward to salute, "I have seen His Royal Highness the Nine!" ”

"No need to be polite!" Ji Qingchen said lightly.

Nine Highnesses!

Hearing the names of several people, everyone in the courtyard had not yet reacted, but Cui Yingying had already given Ji Qingchen to the main position, and Ji Qingchen was not polite, and sat down generously. Then the people came to their senses and hurriedly saluted him.

"You don't have to be polite, it's a great honor for this king to be able to participate in Miss Cui's poetry meeting today, you don't have to care about this king, just speak freely." Ji Qingchen said modestly. As soon as his voice fell, everyone immediately echoed.

Everyone is a little flattering to him. However, one of the people in this group was neither humble nor arrogant, sitting far away in the corner of the courtyard, pouring himself a drink.

When Ji Qingchen's gaze moved to him, Cui Yingying also discovered this uninvited guest, frowned and explained in a low voice in Ji Qingchen's ear, "Your Highness, he is Chen Zhanbai, the new science detective, but he was born in a poor family, has a strange temper, does not understand etiquette, offends many classmates, and is very arrogant, and is a difficult person to get along with." ”

"The Tanhualang of this imperial examination?" Ji Qingchen said to himself that the person who can get one of the top three Tanhualang on the first list is definitely not a mediocre person, as for Cui Yingying's strange temper and unsociable, Ji Qingchen also understands this, it is indeed difficult to let a poor child integrate into the children of the world, and it is also a talented person like Chen Zhanbai, so he is even more groveling to please the child who is not as talented as himself.

"Nine out of ten." Cui Yingying said, "The Ministry of Rites and Rites examination has ended, just look at the palace examination in the spring next year, if nothing else, the noun of the palace examination has changed too much." ”

"What a wonderful person!" Ji Qingchen said with a smile.

At this time, Cui Yingying began to preside over the poetry meeting, because Ji Qingchen had already said that he would not participate, but as a visitor, Cui Yingying did not let him be a judge or a questioner. But that's it, after many scholars finish a song, they will always ask Ji Qingchen for advice, and want Ji Qingchen to make a comment. At the beginning of participating in the poetry meeting, Ji Qingchen had already thought that such a review would be inevitable, but fortunately, he was quite accomplished in poetry, so that he would not be empty and embarrassed, and he could also deal with the requests of the scholars, so as not to fall into an embarrassing situation.

I have commented on many poems, and there are many poems that Ji Qingchen likes.

That's for sure.

After all, the poetry club brings together the elites of the younger generation of Dayan, if there are not a few decent poems and a few decent talents, then it is still good?

is like this song "Untitled": Lan Ruosheng is born in spring and summer, Qianwei He Qingqing. The solitary empty forest color, the vermilion fern has purple stems. Late in the evening, the autumn breeze is born. The years are shaken down, and the fragrance is unexpectedly successful. It's very good, even if the scholar who made this poem is a child of the world, he is just as talented, and he also appreciates such a person.

There is also a song "Looking for Flowers": If you don't get married, you don't sit in meditation, you are hungry to eat, and you are tired to sleep. Career brush and poetry brush, trace lace and willow edge. In the mirror, the shape of the skeleton is old together, and the moon is full in front of the lamp. Ten thousand happy and thousands drunk, the idlers in the world are immortals. This poem is also remarkable, but the content of the poem is a bit biased towards the Taoist aspect of health and leisure, although the poem is good, it is not Ji Qingchen's liking, but the same cannot deny the talent of this poet.

Ji Qingchen has to comment on poems like this, and his comments are very unique, which makes the scholars very admired. So when this round of poetry was about to end, a scholar proposed, "Some time ago, I heard a lot of poems from His Highness in King's Landing, the poems are magnificent and magnificent, and the iron bones are fierce, so that I am very excited to read them, and I have the urge to go to the battlefield immediately to make meritorious contributions. ”

After listening to this scholar's words, Ji Qingchen smiled. He didn't know that this scholar made himself compose poems with the meaning of taking the school examination. However, in front of such a scholar, Ji Qingchen wants to establish prestige, and he can't help but agree to this scholar's request, but to compose an equally inspiring poem, it is a little difficult to do in a hurry.

Seeing that the gentleman finished speaking, everyone moved their eyes to Ji Qingchen.

Ji Qingchen knew that he couldn't avoid it, so he got up and picked up the wine glass, walked into the center of the courtyard, and stood quietly facing the plum blossoms in the courtyard.

Everyone saw that His Highness Nine was thinking about the verses, and no one spoke again, but waited quietly.

But time passed minute by minute! Ji Qingchen, who was standing quietly in the courtyard, was still silent, just like a person admiring the plum blossoms in the courtyard.

Seeing that His Royal Highness the Ninth had been brewing for so long, and still couldn't compose a single poem, they had doubts about the few poems that Ji Qingchen had made before, so they began to whisper to each other, and suddenly the courtyard became lively again!

Seeing this, Cui Yingying on the side was worried about Ji Qingchen.

After all, he invited Ji Qingchen to the poetry meeting, if Ji Qingchen loses face at this poetry meeting, she will be the organizer and will be unable to escape the blame.

I've got to figure out a way! Cui Yingying thought like this in her heart, as if she wanted a servant girl beside her to give her instructions. Suddenly, at this moment, Ji Qingchen, who was standing in the middle of the courtyard, slowly turned around and said to everyone: "This king is talking about juvenile madness, leading Huang on the left and Qingcang on the right. Brocade hat mink fur, thousand horses roll Pingoka. If you want to report to the city, follow the Taishou, shoot the tiger in person, and see Sun Lang. ”

His opening shocked everyone present, and everyone stopped whispering and turned their eyes to him. And the person in charge of copying the verses in the courtyard immediately recorded these verses on rice paper.

Just as everyone was reminiscing, Ji Qingchen continued to speak, "The wine is still open, and the temples are slightly frosty, so what's the matter!" In the clouds, when will Feng Tang be sent? Will hold the bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the wolf. ”

The departure of the northwest of Dayan, the meaning of Ji Qingchen's last sentence is obvious, that is, to conquer the strong enemy of Dayan, who left the country. Therefore, when he read the second half of the poem, it attracted a round of applause from the scholars. There was even a scholar who was proficient in calligraphy who didn't push away the little official who was copying, and picked up the pen and wrote down the poem by Ji Qingchen just now:

This king chats about juvenile madness, leading Huang on the left and Qingcang on the right. Brocade hat mink fur, thousand horses roll Pingoka. If you want to report to the city, follow the Taishou, shoot the tiger in person, and see Sun Lang. The wine is still open, and the temples are slightly frosty, so what's the matter! In the clouds, when will Feng Tang be sent? Will hold the bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the wolf.

This song is an absolute masterpiece!

The scholars in the courtyard began to flatter Ji Qingchen, and their praise for him was endless.

But Ji Qingchen's face was not very good-looking, he cleared his throat and said loudly, "Do you remember Beirong in Liaozhou?" ”

When he asked, the scholars in the courtyard were stunned, and they didn't know what His Royal Highness Lu Daojiu meant, so they moved their eyes to Ji Qingchen.

"The northern Xinjiang is unstable, there is a Rongdi invasion, and Dayan is surrounded by smoke, this is a good time for our men to make contributions, no matter where you are, but the boy was born in the world, how can you waste such time?" Relying on the king's words to seal the marquis, the fame but the fame is taken immediately. This king is writing this poem today, just hoping that you will be able to worship the prince with your own ability in the future. Ji Qingchen said loudly.

Relying on the king's words to seal the marquis, the fame but the fame is taken immediately. One sentence shocked everyone!

"This king still has something to do, so let's go first!" Ji Qingchen said to everyone, nodded to Cui Yingying, and strode out of the manor.

Everyone didn't react for a while! But when they came back to their senses, they found that Ji Qingchen had already left.

As soon as Ji Qingchen, who left the manor, turned over and rode on horseback, he saw a scholar hurriedly chasing after him, and while chasing, he was still saying, "Your Highness, please wait a minute-"

Ji Qingchen, who was riding on the horse, fixed his eyes and found that it was Chen Zhanbai, who was pouring himself a drink alone in the courtyard just now, so he restrained the war horse.

"His Royal Highness's words just now made Zhan Bai Daigo empowered, Zhan Bai is willing to follow His Highness to Caozhou, and please accept His Highness." Chen Zhanbai said to Ji Qingchen.

Rao is Ji Qingchen is calm enough, but he was also a little surprised at this moment. Chen Zhanbai and a scholar want to put pen to paper? Just because of a few words of your own? It's also too ...... But Ji Qingchen had to believe it, because this scholar was right in front of his horse, waiting for his answer with a resolute face.

"You want to put pen to paper. The king admired the courage and courage of touching. Ji Qingchen said, "However, as long as a person enters the army, he is equivalent to putting his life on the line, which I am afraid is not something you can understand now." You still think about it carefully, think about it and then find this king, don't give up your good future because of impulse, it is not easy to stand out among tens of thousands of scholars and get the Tanhualang. ”

Chen Zhanbai was just about to defend himself to Ji Qingchen, but he saw that Ji Qingchen had already ridden away!

"Rely on your words to seal the marquis, and take the fame immediately." Looking at Ji Qingchen's distant back, Chen Zhanbai muttered to himself, with a look of determination on his face.