Liang Minghan was still struggling, he knew that what Song Yingxiong said was not false, he had heard the same remarks from a certain scribe before, since Song Yingxiong said so, it seems that this matter must be true.

"Then according to Lord Song's intentions, what should this scroll be? After a few more moments, he asked.

Song Yingxiong said: "You can set the ranking of this volume at the bottom of the list, so that it will not be eye-catching, and there will not be much criticism." ”

Liang Minghan pondered for a while, and then said, "Okay, then according to Lord Song's words." ”

In a few words here, the two of them made a final conclusion on the current volume.

On the bank of the Canglang River, it was another day when the sun set and dusk, and the sunset shone on the Tianyi Pavilion above Jiangzhu, giving this thousand-year-old building a layer of golden and psychedelic colors.

In the hall on the third floor, while waiting for the news of the ranking of the scholars, they were still observing the authentic manuscripts displayed on the four walls, or chatting in twos and threes, and did not disperse for a while.

Everyone immediately happily went upstairs, and Jiang Yun also went upstairs with the crowd, there was such an opportunity to eat and drink for nothing, why should he let it go.

Everyone went away happily, and when they got upstairs, they saw someone who didn't know how to follow, and they were as disgusting as eating flies.

Some people really couldn't help it, so they rushed to Jiang Yun on the spot and scolded: "Do you still have the face to go upstairs to join in the fun? Why don't you quickly retreat, if I were you, I plagiarized and made a mediocre essay that didn't make sense, and I would have been ashamed and left in disgrace!"

Jiang Yun looked like he didn't eat oil and salt, and said neatly: "That's you, not me, since the master invited, why didn't I come up and refuse the master's kindness?"

When everyone heard this, they were speechless for a while, this is simply too shameless, I don't know that the master is just in the way of face, and he doesn't want to expel the guest on the spot, but he is still here wishful thinking that it is the master's good intentions, which is simply unreasonable.

But people are so shameless, what can they do, the host does not come forward to chase away the guests, they can't take the lead and have to drive away the people, they can't do it, they can only endure it.

The feast was very rich, everyone sat in twos and threes, and they were happy, Jiang Yun chose a remote corner to sit down, everyone saw it, and said in their hearts that this person was quite interesting, knowing that he was not popular, and he stayed aside to cool off, otherwise it would be okay to eat and drink, and he would have to join in the fun with everyone, make noise, and grandstand, then it was really unbearable.

Jiang Yun sat down in a remote corner, and when the rest of the people saw it, they automatically moved their feasts farther away from each other, such as avoiding the plague god, and the rest of the seats were full of friends, noisy and lively, only he was the only one, with a large piece vacant, very deserted and lonely.

Jiang Yun didn't care, anyway, there were a lot of wine and food at the banquet in front of him, and it was just as sumptuous.

After a while, after three rounds of drinking, a spirited white-bearded old scribe came out, it was Zheng Tong, a former scholar of Zhaowenguan University who had returned to his hometown now, Mr. Xichuan.

Seeing Mr. Xichuan come out, there was a lot of disturbance and greetings in the seat, everyone competed to greet each other, but Zheng Tong also made a long story short, announcing the top three rankings of this literary meeting, the leader did not have any suspense, it was Xie Yuangong Zheng Dongbai who wrote the three-color snake text, the second place was Xie Yi who wrote the purple insect text, and the third place was Guo Mao who wrote the colorful insect text.

The election of these three people was also expected by everyone, and after Zheng Tong read out the top three rankings, the audience applauded again.

Affirmed and praised by Mr. Xichuan in person, Zheng Dongbai, Xie Yi, and Guo Mao were all overjoyed, this is a university scholar, a top-level figure, and getting his comments is enough to double the value of the three of them and boost their reputation.

In addition, what makes the three of them happy is that if they get the top three, they will have the opportunity to enter the fifth layer to observe, not surprisingly, there is a "holy relic" town, and they can observe the "holy relic" in person, which is a rare opportunity, can it not make the three of them overjoyed.

When the other scholars saw this, they were also envious, and they congratulated the three of them one after another.

Zheng Tong showed his face for a while, he didn't stay long, and disappeared again, obviously the fifth-layer "holy object" attracted him a lot, and he went to observe and appreciate it, and he didn't delay for a moment.

Of course, everyone will not be surprised, and even if they want to be surprised, they don't have the courage to do so, and how can they criticize themselves for the actions of scholars.

At this time, I saw Mrs. Yongtan instructing people, moved out of a square white jade wall, hung on the wall in front of the hall, everyone saw it, they knew what it meant, this is a common wine game at the banquet, the name is the word shooting, a word will appear randomly on the white jade wall stone, and the people related to this word, you have to stand up and occupy a poem, if you can't say it, you can punish three glasses of wine.

For example, if the word "Jin" appears on the white jade wall, then the name and name contain "Jin" or related people, that is, if they are shot, they need to come out to chant poetry or punish wine.

This kind of drinking game is a graceful thing, and everyone will naturally not refuse, but will be in high spirits.

Everyone was still drinking and chatting, and then they saw a flash of brilliance on the white jade wall, and a big "chicken" word appeared, as soon as they saw this word, everyone was a little dumbfounded, this "chicken" word is a bit biased, not easy to shoot.

Everyone in the hall looked at each other for a while, and finally someone said: "Yes, this word should shoot Brother Shiheng." ”

When the people next to him heard it, they all echoed it and said yes, asking the other party to get up and occupy a song, and a young scholar in the seat said speechlessly: "I don't change my name when I sit, I don't change my surname, but I call Cai Ji, this machine is not the other chicken, the two should be incompatible, which is shooting me." ”

Someone next to him smiled and said: "Of course, the homophonic one is also counted, there is no more appropriate place than Brother Shiheng here, so naturally Brother Shiheng should shoot." ”

The benevolent brother named Cai Ji had no choice but to stand up, ponder for a moment, and in order to avoid being punished with three glasses of wine, he put together a poem and read it out.

Of course, this level will not be mentioned, and of course, everyone will not take it seriously, but there will be applause.

After this scene, the brilliance on the white jade wall flashed again, and a big "window" word appeared.

Faced with this word, everyone in the hall looked at each other for a while, and they couldn't imagine for a moment that anyone would have anything to do with this window word.

At this time, someone proposed: "The so-called window, where there is a window, there is a sill, and the window sill and window sill, then this word should shoot Brother Wentai!"

"Exactly, exactly, then it's time for Brother Wentai to chant poetry!"

In the end, the Wentai brother had no choice but to stand up, but without preparation, when he was in a hurry, he couldn't think of any good sentences, and he didn't want to put together a limerick poem to show his ugliness, so in the end, he had to punish three glasses of wine in the coaxing of everyone.

Then a few words changed on the white jade wall, and some people were shot, and they got up or chanted poetry, or punished wine. Of course, this kind of response and occasion, there will be no good sentences when you are in a hurry, so the quality of this poem is mostly not very good, and many people can't do it, and finally voluntarily punish three glasses of wine.

Among them, there is also a word "solution", there is no person surnamed Xie in the seat, of course, this word is also easy to shoot, and soon Zheng Dongbai, the Duke of Xie Yuan, was pushed out by everyone and asked him to compose a poem.

Zheng Dongbai had no choice but to admit this, he had nothing to say, who called him Xie Yuan, and the word "Jie" hit him really speechless. In the end, he just took a casual one, although the quality is not very good, just an ordinary work.

Of course, everyone will not be more serious, and they applauded. This kind of drinking game, the main thing is to have fun and have fun, and there is no need to force the poems to be good or bad.

Under this game of word shooting, the hall is even more staggered, and the atmosphere is happy, and the guests and hosts are happy. At this moment, I saw that the brilliance on the white jade wall flashed suddenly, and a big word "copy" appeared.

Looking at this big "copy" word, everyone in the hall was a little stunned, this word seems to be more difficult to shoot.

After thinking for a while, I felt that no one would have anything to do with the word "copy", so one person proposed: "This word 'copy' is clearly shot at Mr. Zhang, and Mr. Zhang's name is far more than that, isn't it just shooting." ”

"Yes, yes, it should be to shoot Lord Zhang, it's time for Lord Zhang to carry out the drinking order. Many people chimed in.

A middle-aged scribe with a thin face dressed in Confucian clothes coughed lightly and was about to stand up and speak.

"No, I think there is a more appropriate person than Master Zhang!" At this time, someone suddenly stood up and loudly expressed his dissent, this person was Chen Mingyu.

"Oh, I don't know who Brother Chen thinks he should have shot?" someone asked curiously when he saw this.

Some people were also surprised, I don't know what kind of trouble Chen Mingyu is making this about, so he doesn't give face to Lord Zhang? Lord Zhang is a county magistrate of Qingling County, a local celebrity and gentry. Although this shooting word is just a game, although the person who was shot seems to be "unlucky", it is always an opportunity to perform, although Lord Zhang will not care about this opportunity, but this face can not be ignored.

Chen Mingyu looked at a remote corner of the hall at this time, a little banter appeared on his face, and said: "I think this word should have hit Jiang Yun, a schoolboy in Linshui County." ”

Everyone looked at him one after another, and saw someone sitting alone in a corner of the hall at the moment, and suddenly realized that the name of this person's plagiarism had spread, and the facts were conclusive, this "copy" word, if this person did not shoot this person, would there be a more suitable person than this person?

After understanding, everyone smiled, some people secretly gave a thumbs up in their hearts, and some people slandered him, this Chen Mingyu is too bullying, this is simply a slap in the face, but people want to fight with him. (To be continued.) )