Called Xiao Jia is naturally Pei Si's only daughter Pei Jia, as a woman but known as a talent, in Huzhou and even Zhejiang, I don't know how many self-proclaimed suave and well-known sons want to become their husbands.

It's just that Pei Jia has hard requirements for her future husband......

Fengshen is handsome, the literary talent is amazing, and the talent of the champion!

Such a person in Daming can't say that there is no, at least one can be produced in three years, but to meet the three conditions at the same time, there is only one word to describe the estimate that there is no family.

Very rare......

Pei Si is also doting on his only daughter, and he is only twenty-eight years old, so he is not so eager, but if he can't find a good son-in-law in the next two years, don't look at him as a provincial government, this rumor is estimated to be indispensable.

Therefore, with this Feiying Poetry Club, the purpose is not to find a good son-in-law at the poetry meeting, but to find a few talents to cultivate, so that their daughters can get an eye, otherwise when these talents become a family, even if they are the champions in the exam, they will have a fart.

Besides, if you really want to pass the top prize, it means that Qingyun Road is now, such a talent, not only the princes and princesses, I am afraid that the royal family will intend to marry him, and he may not be enough to see when the time comes.

The old man obviously wanted to cheat, but Pei Jia didn't care, but pursed his lips and smiled: "Uncle Wang said that it was a draw, and it was a draw."

Wang Yanshi's face remained unchanged, and he beckoned to Pei Hong and said, "Come, take a look at the masterpieces of the scholars, and consider the quality of the scholars of Huzhou Mansion in advance today."

Pei Hong didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly put a stack of words and paper on the chess table in a regular manner, and then stood aside, not forgetting to squeeze his sister's eyes, which made Pei Jia roll her eyes.

Time passed little by little, but the tent was quiet and the needle drop could be heard, and it had been a full half an hour, and the old man Wang, who had read most of the words, looked very tired and rubbed the corners of his eyes and sighed: "Huzhou is also a good place for outstanding people and Zhong Lingyuxiu, but I didn't expect these scholars to be like this...... So despicable. ”

Pei Hong chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly said, "Uncle Wang doesn't have a favorite word?"

""Sauvignon Blanc" is such a simple word, the old man has read nine of the ten articles that don't make sense, and the remaining one is also worried about the new words, and it is made of hard words, which really disappoints the old man, Xiaojia, it seems that it is difficult for your father to ask for uncle."

Pei Jiaqiao's face turned red and said, "Uncle Wang, this is disrespectful to the old, Xiaojia is still young, and she doesn't want to talk about the love of her children."

Wang Yanshi put his face and said: "It's all your father's habit, your daughter's family should marry when she is older, and her vision is higher than that of your lintel, but it's not necessarily a good thing if it's too high, if you can have a good fate, once you miss it, you may regret it for a lifetime."

Pei Jia didn't speak, she also knew that Uncle Wang was telling the truth, and now her father can still spoil her, but in another three or four years, she will be nearly ten years old, if she doesn't have a mother-in-law's family......

"Uncle Wang, do you still read the lyrics behind this?" Pei Hong stepped forward at the right time to divert the topic.

"Entrusted by others, I should be loyal to others, since the old man is here, he will not give up halfway." After saying this, Old Man Wang picked up another piece of word paper.

'Love Yoyo, hate Yoyo, love and hate dilemma when will it stop?' Don't talk about worrying about people. After the Spring and Autumn Period, the Spring and Autumn Period, the old Zhuyan people are difficult to stay, and the dream is like an old tour. ’

"It's kind of interesting." Old man Wang said with a smile: "If the old man saw this word in front of him, then most of this word would be swept into the pile of paper, and now, he will barely record it."

Pei Hong hurriedly took the word, and then copied down the name and surname, still glad in his heart, if Old Man Wang was too high-minded and didn't see a word in the end, then he didn't know how to end up in the Feiying Poetry Club.

Next, more than a dozen articles were thrown away by Old Man Wang......

'The sunset is red, the moon is in the sky, the stars dot the sky, Chanjuan who is together. The south wind lanes, the lotus leaves move, the fragrance alone is unloved, and the incense is still sent. ’

At this time, the old man Wang was holding Tian Wen's masterpiece in his hand, and after reading it, he nodded slightly and said, "This one is good, not bad, write it down."

Pei Hong hurriedly wrote down Tian Wen's name and surname.

'One is colder, two is colder, the frogs outside the window are noisy, and the lovesick people are not sleeping. It's hard to don't, it's hard to see, I want to go to the blue sky to hypnosy the moon, and a curtain of dawn is broken. ’

"This one is okay, stay." After speaking, the old man Wang picked up another one, Zhu Houwei and Tian Wen and Fan Tao were on the same table, and the word paper was naturally taken away together, and now that Tian Fan and the two finished reading their lyrics, it was naturally Zhu Houwei's turn to plagiarize the masterpiece.

'A trip to the mountain, a trip to the water, the body to the side of the Yuguan, a thousand tent lights in the middle of the night. The wind is changing, the snow is changing, the dream of the broken hometown cannot be realized, and there is no sound in the old garden. ’

"Good! Good! Good! Old man Wang suddenly took the case and said three good words in a row, which startled the Pei family brothers and sisters.

"Uncle Wang, do you see a favorite lyric?" Pei Hong asked cautiously.

Old man Wang laughed and said: "It's not just a favorite, if you can see this word, this official will not come in vain!"

Pei Hong was also excited, and hurriedly took Zhu Houwei's masterpiece and read it, then sighed and said: "Sauvignon Blanc, lovesickness, most of the scholars outside will describe the feelings of men and women, but this article is describing the homesickness of the soldiers who go on the expedition, which is really good, and it is so wonderful."

Old man Wang praised his beard and said: "I didn't expect that there would be such a poet in Huzhou Mansion, old man, let's see who it is...... Zhu Fu? Who is Zhu Fu? ”

Pei Hong shook his head, obviously very unfamiliar with this name.

"It doesn't seem to be a Huzhou scholar." Old man Wang smiled, it doesn't matter if he is a scholar from Huzhou or not, he is a scholar in Zhejiang, and he is in charge of Zhejiang's academic politics, as long as Zhu Fu is from Zhejiang.

At this moment, the old man Wang was completely moved by the idea of loving talents.

If Zhu Houwei's words are delicacies from the mountains and seas, then the latter is no different from pig food......

Old man Wang was also interested, and ordered a few people at random, and after gathering ten scholars, he waved his hand to let Pei Hong leave.

The scholars outside were almost impatient, but no one dared to complain, and now when they saw Pei Hong come out, their spirits were suddenly shocked, and it felt like the list was released during the government exam.

"Don't be impatient, Lord Wang has read your words one by one, and finally selected ten ...... from them"

Only ten? More than half of the more than 200 scholars suddenly withered, if they could choose forty or fifty songs, maybe there would be a chance, if there were only ten songs, those scholars who thought that they couldn't write well and just held on to luck suddenly had no extravagant hopes.

"The ten scholars are Suzhou Zhu Fu ......," Pei Hong finished reading: "Please come and sit in the front row of the talented people who just named you."

The soldiers who originally sat in the front row but were not selected left with a wry smile, and at this time they were still at the front, which was a typical self-inflicted boredom.