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Yan Hagi received the second invitation from the gentle county lord on the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it happened that the county lord of Heyi and Yu Qingqing came to see her. Yu Qingqing asked, "Xiaoxiao, when did you get along with her?" ”

"I didn't get along with her, and there's a reason why she sent the invitation." Yan Hagi told the county lord about going to the Anguo Mansion.

Yu Qingqing squinted, "In other words, she is coveting Cousin Fu, and this invitation is actually a war letter." ”

Yan Hagi bowed, "That's right. ”

"She's so bold, she's put on her sack, beat her with a stick." The county lord of Heyi rolled up his sleeves and said.

This was a joke, so Yan Hagi didn't answer it, and said with a smile: "I took their poetry collection from someone else." Yan Hagi had expected that the gentle county lord would not give up, and sure enough, this second invitation came.

"Where's the poetry collection? Let me see. Lord Heyi asked.

"It's on the table, and I've only flipped through a few pages." Yan Hagi smiled.

The county lord of Heyi ran to take the poetry collection over and read it, and finished it at a glance and ten lines, "Xiaoxiao, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat at noon today." ”

"What's wrong?" Yu Qingqing asked strangely.

"Tooth acid." The county lord of Heyi handed the poetry collection to Yu Qingqing.

Yu Qingqing flipped through a few pages and pouted, "Moaning without illness." ”

Yan Hagi smiled, "Most of the poems in the boudoir are like this. ”

"Xiaoxiao, I'll go with you that day." Yu Qingqing took the initiative.

"I'll go, I'll go." The county lord of Heyi immediately said.

Yan Hagi looked at the two friends and said with a smile: "Don't worry about me, I won't let them bully." ”

"I'm not worried about you being bullied, I just want to meet those talented women." Yu Qingqing said with a smile.

Lord Heyi nodded, "Me too, me too." ”

So Yan Hagi asked Hua Jiao to write a reply, and went to the appointment on time three days later.

On the same day, the family learned about Yan Tongliang's participation in the martial arts, and he had passed the three subjects of one and the three subjects of the second, and will take the third exam on the 17th, which is the art of war, astronomy and geography.

"Little Liu, how did you come up with the idea of participating in martial arts?" Old Madam Yan asked, Mrs. Yan and the others were also very curious, after all, the Yan family took the civil official route, and an alternative suddenly appeared.

"Moyi and the scriptures, I can't remember, I can't write them, I don't want to be eighty years old, and I have to go to the tribute court, it just so happens that the imperial court is holding martial arts, I think this is an opportunity, so I went." Yan Tongliang also wants to rely on his own ability to seal his wife and son, rather than relying on his father.

The imperial examination is held every three years, and sometimes there is an enke, and the martial examination is irregular, determined by the saint according to his mood, and this is the fourth martial examination since the founding of this dynasty, and the chief examiner is the prince, which is easy to think that the saint is asking the prince to choose the military generals he trusts.

"The Art of War, can you remember?" Yan Siye's face was still not very good, which did not match the arrangement he gave.

"I can remember it all." Yan Tongliang is full of confidence.

"What are the five evils of militarism?" Mrs. Yan asked him to test.

Yan Tongliang said with a smile: "One said, the party is connected, and the virtuous are slandered; Second, it is said that its clothes are extravagant, and its crown and belt are different; The third is that the magic of the void collapses, and the sophistry of Shinto; Fourth, it is said that it is necessary to observe right and wrong, and to move the public privately; Fifth, wait for gains and losses, and confine the enemy. ”

"Where?" Mrs. Yan took the exam again.

"From The Art of War Twenty-Four Chapters." Yan Tongliang replied.

"The husband is a civil and military man, and the general of the army. Those who are both rigid and soft, and the things of soldiers are also. Mortals talk about generals, often look at bravery, and courage is a fraction of a second. Why? Mrs. Yan continued to ask.

"Only those who have both civil and military skills can be qualified as generals. Only when you can use both rigidity and softness can you unify the army. Ordinary people's evaluation of a general is often based only on his bravery, but in fact, bravery is only one of several conditions that a general should have. Yan Tongliang talked eloquently.

Mrs. Yan stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It seems that my Yan family is going to produce a general." ”

Seeing that his father was so happy, even if Yan Siye, who disagreed with Yan Tongliang's going to martial arts, didn't say anything more. Although the lord of Nanping was a little worried about his son going to the battlefield in the future, she was a well-informed person, and she also acquiesced to her son's becoming a military general.

Yan Tongliang didn't expect him to pass the test so easily, he thought that he would at least be beaten by his father, "Grandfather, you are too wise!" ”

"If I don't let you participate in the martial arts, it won't be wise?" Mrs. Yan asked amusedly.

Yan Tongliang took a cup of tea, handed it to him, and said with a flattering smile: "Grandfather is the wisest in the family. ”

"Slippery boy." Mrs. Yan took the teacup and took a sip, "Take the test the day after tomorrow." ”

"Grandfather, don't worry, I won't lose my family's face." Yan Tongliang stood straight and said.

The next day, the Mid-Autumn Festival, commonly known as the festival of reunion, but Yan Wuye sent Yu Fangfei and did not return, and Uncle Yan sent Yan Qian did not return, and the people were not complete. The third room is in the filial piety period, and after dinner, I will go back to the room first.

The people in the long, second, fourth and fifth rooms accompanied the two elders to the garden to admire the moon. Since the beginning of the year, there have been a lot of things at home, and Mrs. Yan specially invited a pair of rabbit masters and rabbit grandmothers in order to please the lottery and be unlucky.

The rabbit is dressed as a military general, wearing a golden helmet, holding a spear, riding a white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes, majestic. Grandma Rabbit is dressed as a noblewoman, her face is much softer than that of Lord Rabbit, and she is a kind old woman.

"Hello Bunny." Yan Jing shouted happily.

Yan Hagi worshiped the rabbit master and sat next to Yan Tongliang, "Sixth brother, you will enter the market tomorrow, do you have the confidence to win the first place?" Come back with a martial arts champion. "There is no first martial arts in this article.

"Little sister, it's not a question of confidence, but there are too many people who are better than your sixth brother, Yu Wu, Qiao Er, Zhao San, Ren Da, Liu Er, Peng Wu, your sixth brother can probably squeeze into the top ten." Yan Tongliang thought about it.

"Fifth cousin Yu is also going to participate in the martial arts." Yan Hao thought that Yu Zhilin would go to participate in the imperial examination.

Yan Tongliang put down the moon cake in his hand, "Cousin Yu Wu is amazing, he is a long-distance hiker and riding archery, he is all bullseye with ten arrows, two games and six subjects, he has won the first place, if he can still get all ten points tomorrow, then he is Wu Zhuangyuan." ”

Yan Hagi remembered that the last time Yu Qingqing was shocked, Fu Zhixing once said that Yu Zhilin's skills were very good, "Fifth cousin Yu must be a great general with brilliant achievements in the future." ”

"I'll be a general, too." Yan Tongliang is very ambitious.

Yan Hagi smiled and nodded heavily.

The next day, Yan Tongliang, who went alone in the first two games, was sent over by Yan Siye today, "This is your own choice, whether you are bitter or tired, you can't back down." ”

"Father, I'm not afraid of hardship, and I'm not afraid of tiredness." Yan Tongliang said seriously.

Yan Siye patted him on the shoulder, his son has grown up, and the eaglet is going to leave the nest, and the sky is high and the birds will fly.

The results of the imperial examination and the martial arts examination did not come out so quickly, and the day of the gentle county lord holding a poetry meeting and elegant gathering came, and the county lord of Heyi came first in the morning, "Xiaoxiao, when are we going?" ”

"Qingqing hasn't come yet, I'll go when Qingqing comes." Yan Hagi stuffed a dried apricot for her.

If there is something to eat, the county lord of Heyi will not be in a hurry. After a while, Yu Qingqing arrived, and the three of them went to the location of Yaji. The place where the poetry meeting was held, and the county lord arranged it in the other courtyard of the house.

When they arrived at the place, the three of them were led in by the maidservant, and the county lord was stunned for a moment when he saw the county lord of Heyi who came with Yan Hao, and saluted: "Wen has seen the county lord of Heyi, and the county lord is blessed." ”

The county lord of Heyi held his hands weakly, "No need to be polite, this palace is uninvited, and you won't be unwelcome if you are gentle, right?" ”

"The county lord can come, and Peng Sheng will shine." The gentle county lord bowed and smiled.

The gentle county lord invited the three of them to take a seat, and the county lord of Heyi found that many people had come, and said in his ear: "I never knew that there were so many talented women in the capital. ”

Yan Hagi glanced at her and teased her: "You don't know anything else except that you know that there is delicious food in that store." ”

"It's good to know how to eat, the people take food as the sky." The county lord of Heyi grinned.

"County Lord, your cousin is here." Yu Qingqing pulled the county lord of Heyi.

Lord Heyi pouted, "Why did she come?" "I don't know for some reason, her mother seems to have fallen out with the Lu Wang family, and now the sisters don't come and go as often as before, and the county lord of Heyi really doesn't know that Lu Xiuqun actually mixed into the circle of the gentle county lord. Lu Xiuqun has already decided to marry, it stands to reason that he should embroider a dowry at home, why did he come to participate in the poetry gathering?

"People are talented women, of course they will come." Yu Qingqing said with a smile.

Lu Xiuqun also saw the three county lords of Heyi at this time, and came over to greet them, "County lord, why are you here?" ”

"Why can't I come? I'm here to judge. Lord Heyi said casually.

"You should judge?" Lu Xiuqun was shocked, although her cousin, although she can't say that she can't learn or have no skills, she is really lackluster in terms of talent.

"This palace should be judged, do you have an opinion?" The county lord of Heyi puts the county lord on the shelf. The gentle county lord frowned beside her, with the county lord of Heyi messing around here, she was afraid that she would not be able to achieve her goal of embarrassing Yan Hagi.

"I have no opinion." Lu Xiuqun bowed his head.

The county lord of Heyi raised his chin proudly, "You don't dare to have an opinion." ”

Yan Hao and Yu Qingqing reached out at the same time to pull the corner of the county lord's clothes, after all, they were aunts and cousins, and they still didn't lose too much of Lu Xiuqun's face outside.

After Lu Xiuqun, seven or eight young ladies came one after another, and the gentle county lord raised his voice: "Everyone has arrived, I announce that today's elegant gathering will begin." ”

The gentle county lord is known as the first talented woman in the capital, and she should be one of the judges, plus the other two young ladies, a total of three judges; But now Heyi County is mainly the judge, she has a high grade, a noble status, and the gentle county lord can't refuse, but in this way, it is the four judges, which is a little inappropriate.

"Let Qingqing also be judged." Yan Hagi said quickly in the ear of the county lord of Heyi.

"And what do you do?" Lord Heyi frowned.

"I'll handle it, don't worry." Yan Hagi smiled confidently, even if she really didn't have any talent, it was a big deal to copy a poem to make up the number.

The county lord of Heyi spoke: "Qingqing, don't show your talent today, let's be a judge together." ”

"Yes, County Lord." Yu Qingqing owes herself.

The gentle county lord was furious, she was the master, she was the president of the Flower Poetry Society, this Heyi county lord was here to point fingers, and he didn't take her in his eyes at all, it was really annoying. But she didn't dare to object, and if three judges became five.

"In mid-autumn in August, today's poetry will be themed on autumn, the poems are not limited to rhyme, a quarter of an hour, autumn flowers, autumn fruits, autumn birds, and autumn leaves can be painted, limited to half an hour, and everyone please give full play to their talents." The gentle county lord looked at Yan Hao, "Miss Yan, you have no problem?" ”

"No problem." Yan Hao smiled slightly, although she didn't ask her brother to help her write poems in advance, but she had learned "Sound Rhythm" and "Rhyme", and had read more than a dozen poetry collections, even if she couldn't write a good poem, she wouldn't be ashamed. The gentle county lord wants to crack down on her talent, so he really underestimates her.

"Light incense." The gentle county lord commanded.

This incense can be burned for just a quarter of an hour, after the maid lights the incense, the girls sit or stand, or bow their heads and chant, or look far away, when the incense is halfway burned, someone makes a poem, and writes it on the poem paper, let the maid send it to the water pavilion where the judges sit, "This is the autumn rain poem made by Miss Wen, please judge the five judges." ”

Yu Qingqing took the poem and looked at it, which read: "The miserable autumn rain is complicated, and the pulse is difficult to tell." He felt that his teeth were sour, and he pouted and said: "The young man doesn't know the taste of sorrow, and he is worried about the new words, and I will comment on it." ”

"Miss Yu, do you know poetry? The artistic conception of this poem is excellent, and the bitterness and depression of the autumn rain have been written. "One of the talented women who judged had a different opinion.

"This poem has no novelty at all, and the artistic conception is excellent, I think you don't understand poetry, this poem is commented on." The county lord of Heyi spoke.

The gentle county lord pursed the corners of her lips, obviously extremely annoyed, her arrangement was completely ruined by these two people.

Another talented woman who judged the round said: "This autumn rain, the words are still quite concise, and allusions are used, this is the first poem, it is better to be cautious in the evaluation, just give a middle comment." ”

Seeing that the county lord of Heyi seemed to be about to speak again, the county lord Wen Wen was afraid that she would say something unpleasant, so he hurriedly said: "Let's get a comment." ”

The poems of the talented girls were sent in one after another, Yan Hao wrote a seven-character poem, and Yu Qingqing was the first to read the poem, "The autumn wind deliberately dyes yellow flowers, this sentence is written very vividly!" Not afraid of wind and frost to late autumn, this sentence writes the backbone of the chrysanthemum proud frost branch. This poem, I commented. ”

"Xiaoxiao is really good at hiding, she writes poems so well, but she refuses to write." The county lord of Heyi is disgusted.

Yu Qingqing glanced at the gentle county lord and said with a light smile: "Not everyone likes to show off their talent and fight for fame with talent." ”

The gentle county lord pouted, she didn't believe that this poem was written by Yan Hao, but unfortunately she had no evidence; The incense is exhausted, and a quarter of an hour has arrived, and no one is writing poems anymore, and the poetry judgment has immediately come to an end, and Yan Hao's poems have won the first place under the support of Yu Qingqing and the county lord of Heyi.

Yan Hagi stroked his forehead with a headache, it must have been made by these two stupid girls!

The next thing is to paint, Yan Hagi was afraid that Yu Qingqing and the county lord of Heyi would over-"tout" her paintings, so she made her completely famous, so she didn't paint, holding a cup of tea, sitting by the railing by the lake and watching the fish compete for food.