"Poetry Society?" Tang Yu frowned, a look of shame appeared on his face, and he said very sincerely: "Brother Wait, I'...... I really don't know much about poetry, so you can spare me about the poetry club, right?"

On the meadow, Tang Yu and the green-robed scholar stood side by side, he didn't expect Xie Cong to invite him to participate in the poetry meeting.

Xie Cong, the word is waiting, Tang Yu and him have become acquainted these days, and the two of them have nothing to talk about, just participating in the poetry meeting......

Tang Yu doesn't know poetry at all, isn't it extremely boring to participate in the poetry meeting?

Xie Cong smiled slightly and said, "Brother Tang Xian, you are too humble. Besides, it is not necessary to make poems to participate in the poetry club, and the scholars drink and have fun with each other, show their talents, and meet each other with their writings, but it is also the top priority of the poetry club.

Brother Tang Xian is going to test his fame after all, how can he be so unsociable?"

Tang Yu shook his head and said: "Don't hide it from Brother Wait, until now, I haven't even settled on the matter of going to school, and it is even more out of reach to get fame in the examination, I think this poem will ...... I...... It's better not to go!"

Xie Cong frowned and said: "Brother Tang Xian, you are a little unkind, you and I have a relationship, we have nothing to say to each other, and we must encourage each other in terms of talent and learning in the future.

Tang Yu smiled awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart.

Xie Cong is really good, he is very talented in learning, and he is also very good to Tang Yu.

And what he said also makes sense, Tang Yu is now immersed in his own small world every day, although he is happy and happy, but after all, he still can't escape this level.

After all, one day, he still has to learn the Four Books and Five Classics, and do the Eight Shares to test his fame, and he can't escape this thing.

Who made him born in the state of Chu and in the East?

After pondering for a long time, Tang Yu nodded and said, "Brother Qinghou, can't I go to the poetry meeting with you?"

Xie Cong was overjoyed, and stroked his hand and said: "Then it is a word, on the day of the poetry meeting at the end of the month, I will personally go to pick up the virtuous brother, and then we will go to Jiangxin Island together......"

Seeing Xie Cong's happy look, Tang Yu smiled unnaturally, and there was more poetry in his mind, and he felt a little absent-minded watching the game today.

Walking back from the riverside meadow, it was already the end of the hour, the sky was already bright, and Tang Yu was worried all the way.

In the past few days, his ears have been filled with all kinds of discussions about the poetry club.

The courtyard of the Zhou family has been extremely busy these days, decorated inside and outside, and some servants and maids are chattering, saying that they want to prepare for a poetry meeting.

Even on Wuling Street, many places are decorated with lantern banners, all about poetry clubs.

The poetry meeting seems to be very important, looking at the current situation, the entire Wuling City is preparing for this grand event, and even the vendors on the street have begun to sell some lanterns and tassel pendants related to the poetry meeting, as well as some lantern riddles and couplet games related to the poetry meeting.

Yesterday, Su Yong told him with some worries that the matter of going to school may not be decided until after the poetry meeting.

And today, he actually received Xie Cong's invitation to participate in the poetry meeting as well, and he felt that his small world was a little messy.

It felt like he was in middle school and his final exams were approaching, and he usually spent his time on math, and every time the exams were due, he had to interrupt his interest and make up for what he had missed in other studies.

Otherwise, the exam results are too poor to say, and his parents can't spare him, and the next semester will be very sad.

Now Tang Yu writes and calculates during the day and reads at night, which is originally a good and comfortable experience, but at this time, a poetry club suddenly appeared, which made him think that he had to go to school after all, and he couldn't escape from reading the Four Books and Five Classics to learn poetry and songs, and his emotions naturally fluctuated.

Therefore, he was not in a hurry to go home, and just wandered aimlessly on the streets......

......

Shen Xiaozhu came out of the Holy See School as usual, but his mind was very worried.

Sure enough, I ran into that person outside the school.

She frowned, and was about to turn around, but the person came over with a saliva on his face, looking at this person, wearing a white silk robe, a little old, although the pulp was clean, the color became a little gray, but after all, it was a silk robe, not a scholarly family but could wear a silk robe, and at first glance it was a high-ranking scholar who had gained fame.

He has a white face and beard, and his eyebrows are very thick, and when he laughs, he gives people a very solid sense of stability.

"Xiaozhu, Xiaozhu, slow down! Today I bought your favorite dim sum, after you go back, you can taste it, and make sure it's delicious......"

Shen Xiaozhu's brows furrowed deeper, her face became more gloomy, her long skirt swayed, she turned her head and said, "Wang Mao, you ...... Can you not come over every day, the discipline of the Holy See Academy is very strict, you are like this, let me be a little ...... Embarrassing ......"

The scholar named Wang Mao straightened his clothes and said: "Xiaozhu, what are you talking about? I am no longer the little student who was looked down upon by the Holy See back then, I have already sought the fame of high learning in the royal capital, this time I went back to Wuling, the prefect said, I will be vacant after the poetry meeting, I am already a cultivator with a meritorious status, why are you embarrassed to associate with me?"

"Tell me, who looks down on me? Is it Ruth? or Zhang Xiangdong?"

Shen Xiaozhu pursed his lips, glanced at Wang Mao with some complicated looks, and bowed his head without saying a word.

Wang Mao's tone slowed down and said, "Xiaozhu, I know that you have a misunderstanding of me, thinking that I betrayed the doctrine for the sake of fame and talent, but ...... Seeking talent and fame in Dachu is the only way out. The Western learning of the Holy See, after all, is just a strange and clever skill, even if you become a mage, how can it be compared with fame?

People go to high places, water flows to low places, isn't all this I did for you?"

Shen Xiaozhu then took a step back, waved his hand again and again, and said, "Wang Mao, this ...... It's none of my business, I ...... I'm a disciple of the Holy See, so it's better for us to have less contact, and let the Wuling academic community know about it, and it won't be good for you!"

Wang Mao's face changed, his eyes stared at Shen Xiaozhu, and said, "Xiaozhu, could it be...... You can never forgive me? Do you know that Li Yilan has made a special trip to find me, asking me to find her a teacher, and she wants to work her talents!"

"Ah......" Shen Xiaozhu's face changed, and he seemed to be a little distracted.

After a long time, Shen Xiaozhu's face returned to normal, looked at Wang Mao and said, "Let's not contact in the future, I'm ...... Students of the Holy See...... Your contact with me will affect you, and there is no need to talk about this matter anymore......"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and hurried away.

Wang Mao frowned, and followed closely without saying anything.

"Xiaozhu, Xiaozhu, think about it again, think about it calmly, my mind, don't you know? I'm not afraid of those gossips in the academic world, I ...... I'm sincere to you, and it's okay if you don't test your fame, I'm ...... I still like your ......."

Shen Xiaozhu's face was red, ashamed and annoyed, but Wang Mao still chased after him, and said, "It's really okay, Xiaozhu, you see, there are scholars from the scholarly sect over there who are also standing outside the Holy See!"

Shen Xiaozhu paused, her eyes looked at the position where Wang Mao was pointing, and suddenly, as soon as she retracted her steps, she stood on the spot, her eyes looked in the direction of the Holy See, and she was stunned for a while......