When I walked out of the mountain path and went down to the mountainside, the monks had already set up the venue.

Four long cases are lined up, one long case has a guqin, one long case has a chess game, one long case has pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and the last long case has Danqing.

At a glance, it is indeed the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Probably arranged the venue, the monks were not as impatient as just now, or looked at Shen Zhongyi's extravagance, so Shen Zhongyi just casually found a monk and asked when the competition was due, and the monk explained the situation of the competition in detail.

The competition never started at any hour, about 2:15 p.m. in modern times, and ended at 1 hour in total.

Anyone can participate in the competition, but they need to pay a two-way competition fee, which will be donated to the Furren Workshop and the Beitian Nursing Workshop in the name of the contestants.

In this era, there was already a certain medical system, there was the Imperial Medical Department in the central government, and there were medical doctors, teaching assistants, and students in the local area.

The medical system that can really help the people in society is still the Boiled People Workshop and the Sick Field.

Among them, the Bun Workshop is a hospital dedicated to the isolation of leprosy patients, and the Compassion Farm is a charity dedicated to the treatment of the poor, both of which are run by the monks of the temple.

Therefore, at this time, the temple has a very high status in the hearts of the people, and the lonely, disabled, poor, and seriously ill all rely on the temple for support.

Of course, those who belong to the official themselves have to learn these can not be counted, even if they study an art university in modern times, it will cost 100,000 yuan in four years, and people who are not from a solid family really dare not let their children learn this major.

And those who can participate in the competition must have at least the same four skills of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so they have a certain family background, and the participation fee for these two runs can naturally be paid.

Liu Chenxing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this, it was also a good plan to come up with this competition and entry fee, it is estimated that this can be regarded as robbing the rich and helping the poor.

If someone participates, there must be judges, and the main judges are the jueyuan hosts of the White Horse Temple, as well as the three juniors and disciples presided over by Jueyuan.

Contestants can choose one of the four items of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting to participate, each contestant can have one-third of the carving, that is, about five minutes of participation time, by the four judges to select the qualified person, and then select the highest skill from the qualified person, you can choose a peony from the White Horse Temple to take away. In addition, if none of the contestants in the four disciplines of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting meet the minimum passing standards, then even the most skilled among the contestants will be regarded as a failure in the competition.

At a time when reading and literacy are not yet popular, the people who read in the temple account for a large proportion.

Not only are the children of the poor families living in temples to study, but there are also lay monks in the scientific expedition army.

Therefore, the current temple is definitely a place with a generally high level of education, and there are many high-ranking monks such as the abbot in the big temple, who can be regarded as the great Confucianism of the world, so they should nod their heads and think that the standard of qualification is naturally not low.

In other words, the valuable peony of the White Horse Temple is very difficult to get, and it should be that almost most of the contestants have contributed to charity in the end.

After learning the details of the competition, Liu Chenxing was not surprised, how could there be so many pies in the sky.

It's just that there are some accidents to ask for the registration fee of two dollars, Grandma Liu knows that she may not be distressed, considering the feelings of her family, Liu Chenxing is a little hesitant to participate, who knows that as soon as the monk is introduced, he said: "The annual peony garden competition is a grand occasion in Luoyang, and the number of participants is limited. The maids who look at the male donors are like people who are full of poetry and books, and the male donors are even more talented, if they are interested in participating, they can also sign up for the competition. ”

Maid!?

Liu Chenxing's eyes widened when he heard this, and he looked left and right, except for the monk and Shen Zhongyi, she was just a woman, this maid didn't mean who else could she refer to!?

In his heart, he didn't want to see Shen Zhongyi, a rebel minister, and then heard that the monk regarded her as Shen Zhongyi's maid, Liu Chenxing was simply heartbroken.

She really wanted to ask this monk what kind of eyes he looked, although she was not dressed as well as Shen Zhongyi, and her appearance might be a little inferior to Shen Zhongyi, but she was also a fair-skinned and beautiful little lady, how could she be recognized as Shen Zhongyi's maid!?

Liu Chenxing was very depressed.

There was also a monk on the side, who was the one who showed Liu Chenxing the way just now, and when he heard what his senior brother said, he couldn't help but secretly say that his eyesight was really good.

He said that Liu Chenxing's appearance and bearing are not ordinary little ladies, but the clothes on her body are too ordinary, most of them are maids around the powerful, isn't it now?

And he was a little impatient just now, and he didn't ask clearly, so he regarded Liu Chenxing as the maid of the female official, and let Liu Chenxing go to the forbidden place on the top of the mountain, and he was still a little afraid afterwards, but he was too nervous, even if Liu Chenxing was not the maid of the female official, he was also the maid of this mysterious noble son.

He was in the Zen monastery where Abbot Jueyuan lived this morning, but he saw with his own eyes that the female official sent by the empress to get peony flowers was very respectful to this prince, and even their abbot Jueyuan was also respectful.

It's just strange, the uncle who guards the peony flower garden has explained that before the competition, the female official will send the maid to the forbidden place on the top of the mountain to take a look, how can it be the maid of this Langjun? Also When did Lang Jun go to the top of the mountain? Is it time to go to lunch by yourself?

The monk was a little puzzled, but after finding that he was not paralyzed and careless, he changed his mind, and only sighed that the rumors were true, the maids of the high gate in Chang'an City were all powerful people, and all they heard were military affairs.

Thinking so, the monk looked at Liu Chenxing and nodded.

Liu Chenxing was standing opposite the monk, and he happened to see the monk's expression, which clearly regarded himself as Shen Zhongyi's maidservant.

No wonder he didn't say anything just now, so the monk directly let himself go up to the top of the mountain to see this year's best peony, and he didn't worry about stealing the precious peony from his fortune.

Seeming to feel the resentment that Liu Chenxing beside him was regarded as a maid, Shen Zhongyi looked back at Liu Chenxing and said: "Liu Niangzi is outstanding in learning, and she is also a disciple of Jiang Gong, a master of calligraphy, so she can apply for a calligraphy competition." ”

The sentence "Liu Niangzi" proved that Liu Chenxing was not his maid, but it was not as depressed as Liu Chenxing, only to see Shen Zhongyi's phoenix eyes swept over the things presented on the four long cases, and he groaned slightly: "I will report for the piano test, but I don't have any money on me, so Liu Niangzi will give the four registration fees together." ”

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