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The time is almost the beginning of the unitary hour, and the sky has already darkened, but the entire Wuling City is full of lights, and countless lanterns are all over the streets and alleys, all over the Wuling River, and the entire Wuling City is as bright as day.

Tang Yu opened the sedan curtain with great interest and looked at the prosperity outside.

It was the first time he had ridden this peculiar sedan chair, and he could clearly feel the stability of the sedan body, as well as the delicate texture on the sedan body that was covered by the cloth curtain.

When the sedan chair is flying, these fine textures seem to be flowing, and faintly glowing with various colors.

"According to the records in the "New School Minutes", are these magic patterns?'What flows in the magic pattern is magic power, and the magic power is released by a kind of magic stone embedded under the sedan chair', which is really a magical magic industry. ”

Tang Yu sighed in admiration.

By his side, Xie Cong had been observing him, and when he saw that Tang Yu was very interested, he smiled and said: "Brother Tang Xian, today is only the March Poetry Meeting, and during the Dragon Boat Festival in May, Wuling will be more prosperous! ”

Tang Yu nodded and said, "Thank you, Brother Qinghou, if you hadn't invited me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be qualified to participate in the poetry meeting, I really don't know much about poetry!"

Xie Cong smiled and said, "It's okay, if you follow me, those scholars won't deliberately make things difficult for you." It's just that as a scholar, I still have to participate in the poetry club after all, and my generation of scholars can't get around this hurdle when they learn it. Besides, Brother Tang Xian is a scholarly family, and he can't insult the scholarly family, so today he should see the world and open his eyes. ”

Xie Cong is serious and cares for Tang Yu like a teacher.

Tang Yu is very sincere and down-to-earth, not as flashy and vain as other scholarly disciples, maybe this is also what the master likes about him.

Xie Cong also likes Tang Yu's character very much, so he invited Tang Yu to participate in the Guide Poetry Club.

Even some high-level scholars are eager to guide the poetry club!

There is no high school in Wuling City, and Guide Middle School is the highest school in Wuling City, so the Guide Poetry Club is not only valued by scholars, but also by the prefect and the political envoy!

If Wuling students want to become famous, the Guide Poetry Club is the best stage, didn't Xie Cong come out of the Guide Poetry Club and step by step to where he is today?

As a scholar from the Song Kingdom, it is not easy to gain a foothold in the Chu State, not to mention that Xie Cong is now breaking through the name of the four great talents of the guide?

"Oh, and horses, such beautiful horses!" Tang Yu suddenly spoke, interrupting Xie Cong's thoughts.

Xie Cong smiled, and remembered that when he first came to Wuling City, he was also like Tang Yu, and he was very curious when he saw a horse with a red bridle during the poetry meeting.

"That's a poetry horse, the Chu State Poetry Society is a horse to pass on poetry! A good poem appears on the poetry meeting, and it will be transmitted immediately, and the other poetry clubs and people in the entire Wuling City will know about it as soon as possible...... The poems that can be passed on by the horse must be the best poems, and for the scholars, the poems can be circulated by the horses, which is the greatest honor!"

Xie Cong patiently explained to Tang Yu, but he thought of the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting the year before last, in which he was passed on poems three times, and he was in the limelight for a while.

Since then, all major middle schools in Wuling have known Xie Cong's name, and Xie Cong has also established the status of the four great talents of the guide.

"Work hard, Tang Yu, you will definitely be able to enjoy such an honor in the future!" Xie Cong looked at Tang Yu with a look of encouragement.

Tang Yu was slightly moved in his heart, but he shook his head and didn't say a word.

He knew what he was, and it was too difficult to make a splash in poetry.

However, poetry must be learned, scriptures must also be learned, and Bagu must also be learned.

You can only study hard, make progress every day, and do your best!

......

Take a sedan chair all the way to the Wuling River.

On the Wuling River, 500 ships are already waiting solemnly.

These ships have no sails, all of them are magic ships, Tang Yu saw so many ships gathered together for the first time, and then looked at this Wuling River, it was already like day, countless ships on the river shuttled, and it was lively.

In the sky, there is also the legendary empty magic ship, today's guide poetry will be held on Jiangxin Island, it is very difficult to pass on the poem, so the political envoy arranged for the flying poem, these empty demon ships are solemn, it is the tool for flying poetry.

Warmly invited into a ship, the flying boat sped down the river, splashing pieces of water.

The warm wind blowing on the river, with the fragrance of spring flowers on the riverbank, is a beautiful feeling.

Xie Cong's interest was also very high, he stood proudly on the bow of the boat, and chanted loudly: "The spring river is clear and the water is even the balance, the bright moon in the sky is born together, and the ripples follow the waves for thousands of miles, where there is no moon in the spring river!"

Tang Yu listened to Xie Cong's poems, and only felt that the poems and scenery were one, which added infinite poetry and picturesqueness.

He suddenly felt that being a talented man who could recite poetry turned out to be so popular, and he couldn't help but feel extremely envious of Xie Cong in his heart.

In this era, talent is good, and I feel good when I see this beautiful scenery, but I can never make poems casually.

"Brother Wait, good interest, good talent, good sentence, where is the spring river without moonlight!" A flying boat suddenly caught up from behind, and on the flying boat, these three or four green-robed scholars were on board, all holding folding fans, standing proudly on the bow of the boat, among several people, there was a scholar who unfolded the folding fan with a "sigh" and laughed at Xie Cong.

Xie Cong hurriedly arched his hand and said: "It turned out to be Brother Rong Ruo, and there are three senior seniors, Xie Cong is not talented, I don't know how many of you are following behind, otherwise I will definitely not dare to get an axe in the class......"

"Brother Wait, I'm afraid you're going to show your talent again this time in the poetry meeting, I can't wait, I'm afraid I won't have the opportunity to spread poetry!" said the scholar known as Rong Ruo.

Listening to his words, although he complimented Xie Cong everywhere, there was a sense of arrogance between his eyebrows, and his heart was obviously not as friendly as his face.

Xie Cong has already told Tang Yu a lot about the Guide Poetry Club on the sedan chair, since this person is called Rong Ruo, Tang Yu guessed that it should be Liu He, the word Rong Ruo, in Guide Middle School, he is a figure with the same name as Xie Cong, and his talent is said to be amazing.

Looking at the few people behind him, all of them are high-level bachelors' embroidered orchid robes, and they are all high-level bachelors.

"Huh?"

Tang Yu suddenly frowned, and among the several people, he saw a familiar person.

Didn't that guy meet that guy named Wang Mao outside the church that day?

I really don't like that Wang Mao Tang Yu, this guy himself originally studied Western studies, but later learned the eight shares of scripture by mistake, and won the fame, so he said that Western studies were worthless, as if even a little Western studies could reduce his status, looking at his orthodox appearance of being a saint, Tang Yu was very unhappy in his heart.

Especially that day, Tang Yu said that he wanted to go to the Holy See School to study, and was angrily reprimanded by him, and Tang Yu was even more angry.

Although Tang Yu is introverted and simple, it doesn't mean that he doesn't have likes and dislikes, it just so happens that people like Wang Mao are the ones he dislikes the most.

Coupled with the fact that a group of scholars arrived together, each other's hypocritical politeness made Tang Yu feel that the scenery was ruined, and the original good mood was destroyed in an instant, so Tang Yu didn't go to greet them, sat on the boat by himself, and turned his head to look at the river view......