At the beginning of the establishment of the capital, they thought that one day they could go south to the Central Plains, so Lanjiang was only three days away from the capital.

The royal authority traveled for two days according to the route given by the dynasty spies, and there were no obstacles along the way, except for routine checks.

As he got closer and closer to the Eastern Hanjing Division, he met more and more scholars on the way.

Compared with the dynasty, the literary atmosphere of the Eastern Han Dynasty is closer to that of the Sui and Tang dynasties in the Central Plains, and various famous poems have also become the objects sought after by literati.

Although the Donghan literary world is weak, and there is a gap between it and the Central Plains that may not be able to reach it for decades, it can still produce a few wonderful poems every once in a while.

Later, a rising star with the surname Yelu came out, overwhelming the entire literary world, not only made the terrifying feat of "100 poems of fighting wine", but also all of them were geniuses, and he also won the title of "Contemporary Poetry Crown".

Yelu Nai is a Donghan surname, and has been inextricably linked to the royal family since ancient times, and this status naturally causes others to be jealous.

So someone with good deeds sent his poems to the Central Plains, wanting to take the opportunity to humiliate him, but he didn't want to be self-defeating.

A contemporary leader of the dynasty, known as the "Little Poetry Fairy", directly challenged this "Poetry Crown", and the latter also gladly responded to the battle.

The two sides met on the bank of the Lanjiang River, and the building boat on which the two took that day was crowded with scholars from the two dynasties.

The two of them drank and wrote poems, and the wine was to the fullest, or the song was high and low, or the artistic conception was far-reaching, from dawn to dark, until they were all drunk, and they came and returned with the excitement.

Although there was no winner until the end, there were many masterpieces that made people slap their thighs, and this matter became a beautiful talk for a while.

Under the influence of this trend, even the king of Donghan likes to write a poem every once in a while, but most of them are nonsense, and Prime Minister Wen will even bluntly say that he is insulting.

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Donghan has always been eclectic in the use of literati, regardless of whether he is free and uninhibited or following the rules, the court is a who has been widowed for 30 years, as long as he has real skills, he will not refuse.

Like the ones that the kingship encountered along the way. Some are only in their early twenties, opening their mouths is the way of ministers, and closing their mouths is the people of Li people; Some people are over the age of sixties, but they are only resigned, and when they see a slightly more revealing woman, they must not overdo it, and do not look at it, as if they have seen it even if they are indecent.

For these two types of people, the royal authority is not optimistic, and the prime minister of Donghan is not a mallet, even if he is thirsty for talent, then at least he must be a "virtuous", right?

When he came to a restaurant, Wang Quanquan chose a secluded place to sit down, and several young scholars were talking about it, and Wang Quanquan turned a deaf ear.

"Little Er, just come and have something to eat."

Wang Quanquan said in a lame Donghan dialect.

A few young people next to him looked at this side when they heard this, and then their faces were full of undisguised contempt, thinking that there was another dynasty scholar who was competing with them for jobs.

The dynasty has a profound literary background, even if it is a small talent, it is more than most scholars in Donghan, and it is not difficult to get an official position, so the Donghan literati are very repulsive to these outsiders.

"Hey, didn't you come to us because you couldn't get along in the Central Plains?"

One of the Donghan scholars said sarcastically, which immediately caused a burst of laughter from his companions around him.

Wang Quanquan's face was expressionless, in his eyes, these scholars were no different from local ruffians.

In the dynasty, if the literati wanted to squeeze others, they used a soft knife that killed people without seeing blood.

A few people on the side saw that he was indifferent, but there were still some scholars who were conscious, so they didn't roll up their sleeves and stepped forward to find faults, but just whispered and gossiped like a group of village women.

The small restaurant is not big, but it also has a few decent specialties, so there is no shortage of customers.

Near dinner, twenty or thirty people came in the store one after another, and soon the small shop was crowded.

At this time, an old man dressed as a Confucian walked in from outside the door, he looked around, and found that only the king's authority was still vacant, so he stepped forward, arched his hand and said:

"This little brother, I don't know if it's inconvenient to share a table with you." It was actually the Central Plains dialect.

Several young scholars at the table next to him turned their heads when they heard the sound, their faces were sarcastic, and they muttered a long paragraph of Donghan language, and there was a burst of laughter.

The old man's face did not change, as if he did not understand at all, but Wang Quanquan nodded calmly, silent, and did not mean to talk.

The old Confucian didn't feel embarrassed, thanked him, and then sat down very calmly.

"Little brother is also here to go to Donghan for the future?" The old man asked with a smile.

Wang Quanquan shook his head, still not replying.

The old man stroked his beard, no longer bored himself, and talked with the guy on the side.

After a while, the meal was brought to the table, and although the king's order was not sumptuous, it was also two dishes and one soup, on the other hand, the old man was much shabby, a pot of the worst wine and a plate of peanuts.

The old Confucian lifted the sleeve of his shabby shirt, put a peanut into his mouth, chewed it rattling, and then took a sip of the turbid wine in the cup, squinted his eyes, and enjoyed his face.

Seeing this, Wang Quanquan finally took the initiative to speak:

"If you don't dislike it, eat it with me, I can't finish it alone."

The old man seemed to have been waiting for his words for a long time, and after saying a worthless kind word, he directly picked up a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth, and said while chewing:

"Little brother, have you ever heard that this year's Dynasty Palace has a result in the first grade?"

"Tell me about it."

Although Wang Quanquan didn't want to deal with this old Confucian of unknown origin, he couldn't help but be curious, he left in a hurry, and just missed this year's scientific expedition.

The chicken thighs were devoured by the old man all day long, and he looked at the mutton in front of the king while chewing the chicken bones, and his intention could not be more obvious.

Wang Quanquan reluctantly pushed the plate forward, the old man grinned, unceremoniously picked up a large piece of fat and even mutton and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then drank the wine at the bottom of the cup in a sip, and then continued:

"The old man heard that there are many scholars in the dynasty this year, and the single jinshi is double that of the previous years, even so, the first three people are still as noble as ever.

Tanhualang is still from Jiangnan, where talents are frequent, and he was born in a high-ranking family, so the family must have paved a broad road for him in the court.

Zhuangyuanlang is even more powerful, Lianzhong Sanyuan, the undoubted first person in the thirty years of the dynasty, is said to have been born in a small clan in Jiangdong, and that small clan can now be regarded as a chicken dog ascending to heaven. ”

Wang Quanquan's face was as usual:

"And what about one more?"

The old man picked out a strand of flesh between his teeth with his fingernails, sniffed it and threw it into his mouth again, and then said with a smile:

"This list is amazing, but at the age of seventeen or eighteen, I was stunned to take the second place in the general examination, and the second in the palace examination.

Although he was not as shocking as the champion, he could have such a talent at such a young age, and even the Son of Heaven was shocked and summoned this person in private.

And it is rumored that he was not obvious before, and he has never appeared in the literary world, so he should also be the young master of a large family. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he saw that the other party was still in a daze, so he concentrated on dealing with the roast chicken.

Wang Quanquan's heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface, although it was not shocked, but he was also a little surprised, he didn't expect that these two people really won three yuan in a row, and the other entered the first class.

Thinking about the bet he made with the boy at the beginning, this teacher himself was eighty percent convinced.

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