The teaching is the teacher of the reader, and the lifeblood of many scholars is controlled by him, such as those who feel that the examination is hopeless, and they are satisfied with a show talent in their life, so they dare not offend.

And for ordinary people who have always been afraid of officials, the size of the religion is also a person in the official government, so naturally they don't dare to offend.

So at this time, seeing that He Jiaoyu was about to speak, the people sitting on the table and the onlookers were quiet.

He Jiaoyu coughed, cleared his throat, and said loudly; "All the children of Confucianism, Shilin students, today in the spring and Jingming, when all things are recovering, it is really a great blessing to gather all the heroes to gather in the water."

The people in the audience and the onlookers all nodded.

"Lin Feng Town's outstanding people, since ancient times, there have been many talents, this time in the hospital examination, even the head of the case, Zhao Boren, is also from Lin Feng Town, I think this autumn, Lin Feng Town should be raised."

For more than 300 years, there have been four Jinshi in Gui County, but there is none in Lin Feng Town, but there was one two hundred years ago. If there is really one this year, the whole town will feel honored.

Hearing He Jiaoyu say this, everyone boiled slightly.

Hearing this, Master Zhao stood up and saluted; "He Jiaoyu is too famous, how can Zhao ...... He De"

"Don't be modest." He Jiaoyu said with a smile.

Zhao Fuzi sat down again, and He Jiaoyu said again; "Today's festival, in this good place, invite the beautiful people to participate in the good meeting, when the good article to remember, all the Junyan of Lin Feng Town, why don't you take this opportunity to show your literary talents, write a good article, and keep it as a good story?"

After all, it is a metaphor of a house, and the eloquence of the literary style is still good, and as soon as this statement came out, everyone responded.

Then someone gave pen and ink to each small case for everyone to write.

The previous wine and food were only set up on a small half table, and there was no problem in spreading out the paper and writing at this time.

As soon as the pen, ink, paper and inkstone came down, everyone picked up the pen and began to write.

It is also a pleasure for ordinary people to watch a large group of readers write articles together, so everyone will not be bored and enjoy watching with relish.

Everyone wrote quickly, and in a quarter of an hour, someone finished.

Different from the scientific examination, it is only when you enter the examination room that you know the question, and the question is restricted, you must write eight strands, the content must be in the tone of the ancients, and you are not allowed to play freely, and the length of the sentence, the complexity and simplicity of the words, the pitch and so on must also be relatively written, and the number of words is also limited.

To speak in the tone of Confucius and Mencius, each of the last four parts has two lines of dual, equal and equal words.

And this party is an entertainment literary meeting, the genre is not limited, as long as the content is a little related to today's party, or praise the prosperous world, or sigh the scenery, or express the heart directly.

Lin Fengzhen Xiucai, who came to participate in the literary meeting, even if he received the news in the morning, knew that such a literary meeting would definitely have to write articles and poems, and they all started to write their manuscripts early, and they just wrote them silently at this time.

So it's normal for everyone to write so fast.

After a while, all the people finished writing, the article was collected, and He Jiaoyu, Chen Jiaoyu and Dean Peng made on-site comments.

The talents at the table were either drinking tea or eating snacks, waiting for the results of the reviews.

After another moment or so, He Jiaoyu stood up and smiled; "You are worthy of Lin Fengzhen's Junyan, many of the articles written this time are of very good quality, and here are five very perfect ones, which can be the top of this literary meeting. Among them, this "Song of Peach" and "Colored Lantern" are the best of the best, and I will read it to you. ”

The students at the banquet applauded, and He Jiaoyu read two articles in a subdued tone.

Yong Tao's article is to sigh the scenery, with peach blossoms to welcome spring first, the first to embellish the quality of spring self-comparison, willing to be the peach of the prosperous world, dare to be the first in the world, offering its scorching glory.

The whole text is full of words, gorgeous and upward, and it is refreshing to read.

The article of the lanterns is to express the chest directly, look at the lanterns and sigh for the passing years, in the changing bright and bright, colorful lanterns to understand the warmth and coldness of human feelings, the vicissitudes of life and not decadence, the old spicy and mellow, the words are plain but the aftertaste is endless, even people who have not read any books, can understand.

After reading the two articles, not only the readers, but even the people watching the excitement also shouted that it was wonderful.

"This article is comparable to Han Yu Liu Zongyuan, whose article is it?" During the banquet, a reader who liked the article shouted and asked.

Chen Jiaoyu said with a smile; "The author of Yongtao is Wang Zimeng, and the author of the lantern is Zhao Boren."

"Wow!" There was an uproar among the crowds.

"Mr. Zhao deserves to be the head of the case, and the article is really well written."

"Reading people are amazing, I can only say when I see colorful lanterns; Damn, it's so good-looking' when people write it casually, it is the perception of life. ”

"Master Zhao, this time Qiu Yu won the championship again, take a Xie Yuan back, and give us Mayor Lin Feng a long face."

A sound of flattery sounded, and Master Zhao, who was seated, stood up, bowed silently and thanked everyone without being humble or arrogant.

"This peach is not bad."

"That's right, the allusions in the article are skillfully used, the words are gorgeous, and I can't write such an article without ten years of hard reading."

"This is written by the nephew of the prefect of the king's mansion? Sure enough, it's a scholarly family. ”

"Not to mention an ordinary scholarly family, the Wang family is a family of writers in Suzhou, and Wang Zimeng won the eighth place in this government examination."

"No wonder, I think it's a matter of course for him to sit at the table at this time......"

"If you ask me to write it, even if I can't write it for three years, I will copy this article back and read it several times a day, and I will definitely benefit a lot."

"Yes, yes, I'll copy it back and stick it on the head of the bed......"

Many of the readers during the banquet are young people, and they prefer gorgeous Yong Tao to the vicissitudes of the lanterns, and many people have asked He Jiaoyu to distribute the Yong Tao and copy it for everyone.

Wang Zimeng, who was on the seat, also stood up at this time and thanked everyone for their support.

"He Jiaoyu, you have read this article that is well written, so is there anything that is not well written?"

In the crowd of onlookers, a young man shouted.

Someone next to the young man chimed in; "yes, yes, it's not possible for everyone to write so well here, is there some rat mixed in?"

Buru in the banquet felt that this voice was a little familiar when he heard it, and looked up, but the first speaker was Lao Zhou, who had an unpleasant quarrel with him last time.

Responding with him were a few readers who usually played well with him.

He Jiaoyu showed a kind smile and said as a matter of course; "There is no harm if there is no comparison, there is a good writing, and there is also a slightly worse writing, which is normal."

Lao Zhou said loudly, "Then can He Jiaoyu open our eyes, comment on it, and see what mistakes those poorly written articles make, and we can avoid them next time we write articles." ”

"If you say that, then I'll just take a poorly written article and give you a review." He Jiaoyu smiled gently, and picked up a piece of paper to read it.

Bu Ru chuckled in his heart, feeling bad.