Xie Mingtang's words calmed the scene.

Xie Mingtang is a bachelor of Hanlin, with the highest position here, and he is the main examiner of this year's Jiangnan Township Examination, and more importantly, Xie Mingtang is a very important person of the emperor, and he is in charge of the edict, that is, he writes the holy decree, which is the emperor's close minister, as long as he does not make a big mistake in the future, it is a sure thing to become the prime minister.

They can't afford to mess with it.

At this time, Qin Guan had already flashed aside, Xie Mingtang came over and picked up the poem manuscript from the table, read it first, and was also shocked by this magnificent and magnificent poem.

Then he closed his eyes and savored it in his heart.

Everyone in the hall was waiting for him, but they saw Xie Mingtang unhurriedly folded the poem, put it in his sleeve very elegantly, took a bowl of wine from the side and drank it in one gulp, and said in his mouth: "Such a masterpiece should be accompanied by fine wine." ”

His behavior stunned everyone present.

Someone had heard that Lynch and Cui Shanfu had done something directly into their sleeves for Qin Guan's poems at the Qixi Poetry Conference, but this Bachelor Xie was a scholar of Hallym University from the capital, and the Prime Minister's Reserve could also do such a thing.

After seeing Xie Mingtang's action, Cui Shanfu twitched in pain, but he didn't dare to step forward to grab it, he could only sigh in his heart that the official was not as big as the family, but it was a pity that a good word and good calligraphy were good, and he found that Qin Guan's calligraphy had improved again, and it was three points better than the words of the last Qixi Poetry Meeting.

Such words and calligraphy can be regarded as family heirlooms.

Failed, he should have gone up and grabbed it just now, it was all Lynch's bad deeds, he glared at Lynch fiercely.

Just as Lynch also glared angrily, the two glared fiercely, and then separated.

In fact, Lynch doesn't have the same idea as Cui Shanfu.

Xie Mingtang finished drinking and began to chant loudly, "When is the bright moon, ask Qingtian ...... wine?"

When he finished singing, the people in the hall were fascinated by it, and then they applauded, and the atmosphere was so warm that it could break through the sky.

It took Xie Mingtang for a while to wake up from the realm of floating things, and sighed deeply: "This song is magnificent and mysterious, beautiful and majestic, and the artistic conception is fresh and picturesque, it is really a masterpiece for the ages. ”

As soon as this comment came out, the other lifters were stunned on the spot, at the beginning of a song Queqiao Immortal, Cui Shanfu and Lynch two adults said, this Queqiao Immortal came out, Qixi words were all wasted, but today, Qin Guan wrote another song 'When is the bright moon', Cui University judged, this poem came out, and the Mid-Autumn Festival words were all wasted.

This, is there still a way for them to live?

At this time, I heard Lynch sigh: "Indeed, as Mr. Xie said, this poem has written the meaning of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it will be difficult to be surpassed in the future, as long as it is the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club in the future, this water tune song will inevitably be sung by everyone, I think there is no need to hold the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting in three days, because I think no one will surpass this word in the future." ”

When the lifters heard this, they were even more angry, Qin Guan, this bastard, had disturbed the Qixi Poetry Meeting last time, and let the poetry meeting end hastily after only half of the meeting.

Could it be that this time he is going to make the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting impossible to even run?

Shen Yichen was a little disappointed, he wrote a Mid-Autumn Festival poem in advance, and this time as soon as Qin Guan's poem came out, he couldn't take it out.

After the Luming feast ended, several poems of Qin Guan began to circulate, and everyone sang them for a while.

Those who read books all sang the 'reading poem', and the poem "Everything is inferior, but only reading is high" has become the mantra of all readers. "There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book" has become the pursuit of all poor scholars. And the sentence 'what you get on paper is shallow' has become the best explanation for many people who travel all over the world.

In any case, Qin Guan's poems are well known to the entire Hangzhou students in a short period of time, and they are spreading outward at a very fast speed.

However, Qin Guan checked the system and found that "poetry is famous all over the world!" The temporary task was not accomplished, and I don't know if I need to continue to work hard to pretend to be forced, or if it will take a period of fermentation.

Let him be.

These days, Qin Guan lives a normal life, reading, practicing swords, and writing every day.

Xiong Ping's injuries are rapidly improving, a man who is nearly eight feet tall, but he doesn't care about the external injury, if it weren't for the fever, how could he be knocked down.

The two brothers of the Xiong family had already moved to the other courtyard, and Qin Guan instructed the two brothers to take charge of his work of guarding and protecting the courtyard. For convenience, Qin Guan directly called the two brothers Xiong Da Xiong Er.

Hearing this name, Xiong Taohan smiled and said: "When my master was alive, that's how he called my brothers, and the young master called me that, which is quite kind to hear." ”

Although Qin Guan received an invitation to this year's Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Conference, he didn't go because he was sick, he was in the limelight this time, and he couldn't find a poem that could surpass the water tune song head, so it was better not to go.

Qin Wei went, and it was already late when Qin Wei came back, but he still ran to Qin Guan's room. Qin Wei drank the wine, his face was a little red, and he said to Qin Guan very excitedly: "Second brother, do you know that this year's Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Conference did not elect the leader. ”

Qin Guan asked the little maid Ruxiang to make a cup of hot tea for the eldest brother, and asked curiously, "Why is this?" ”

"It's not because of your song "When is the bright moon". Although you didn't go, but in the whole poetry meeting, everyone talked about your poem the most, and there were very few people who submitted it this year. ”

In the end, Shen Yichen's Mid-Autumn Festival poem won the best, when Lin Zhifu announced that Shen Yichen won the first place in this Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Conference, Shen Yichen refused, he said, second brother, your song "When is the bright moon", is the peak of the Mid-Autumn Festival, his poem cannot be compared at all, and he is not qualified to get the title of this poem. ”

"Shen Yichen resolutely refuses to accept it, so the leader of this poetry meeting is empty, second brother, you don't know how famous you are now, and today's brothels in Qinglou are all singing your words. Those who read books, there is no one who does not know your reading poems. ”

The subordinates helped Qin Wei back to rest, Qin Guan stood in the courtyard, sighing at the moon, is this the true portrayal of "Brother is not in the rivers and lakes, but there is a legend of brother in the rivers and lakes".

Two days later, Zheng Da came to Qin Guan, and after the door informed Qin Guan, he invited Zheng Da in, and when he walked into the gate, Zheng Da suddenly stopped and asked Menzi Xin Laosan, "Third brother, I ask you, where did Brother Shaoyou fall that day." ”

Zheng Da's question made Xin Laosan stunned, and he didn't know why, and he couldn't figure out what Zheng Da meant by asking this, but he didn't think deeply, "Zheng Gongzi, Gongzi fell down here at Ermen that day." Saying that, he pointed to the second door, and then continued with a little ostentation: "That day, the prince tripped over the threshold and fell on his head, and he fainted at that time, or I called someone to carry the second young master into the house." ”