The three brothers walked for half an hour, and finally arrived at Wenhua Pavilion, the capital said that it was not big, it was not small, at least the location of He Mansion was to the west, and the location of Wenhua Pavilion was to the east, and it also took half an hour from He Mansion to Wenhua Pavilion.

This is He Qiaoxin's first time to Wenhua Pavilion, when he first came to the capital, someone held a poetry meeting here, and invited him, but He Qiaoxin did not come, the reason was that he was sick, and he refused for other poetry activities or something.

Wenhua Pavilion built seven floors, each floor pattern is about the same, from the height of the overlook, Wenhua Pavilion is an octagonal building, take the meaning of Taoist gossip heaven and earth, Han King Zhu Gaoxu from many design drawings at that time, selected this design, thinking is the Qiankun gossip, yin and yang rebellion, but unfortunately the gossip has, the king of Han himself has become gossip, but yin and yang or yin is yin, yang or yang.

He Qiaoxin looked at the octagonal gate in front of him, and the seven-storey Wenhua Pavilion, and sighed in his heart, this building is unique in the Ming Dynasty, and it is also very distinctive in the 21st century.

Following the eldest brother and the second brother, they walked into the gate of Wenhua Pavilion, handed over the invitation, and the guards at the door let them go, and the three of them walked to the staircase, not waiting in the hall on the first floor, preparing to go directly to the third floor. The poetry meeting was held on the fourth floor, the second and third floors were the cake and tea rest areas, and the fifth and sixth floors were the rest areas for the new jinshi.

The three brothers were about to step up the stairs, and a middle-aged man about forty years old walked down the stairs, although He Qiaoxin didn't know him, but he also hurriedly made way for him, He Zhong and He Qiaofu saw the actions of the third brother, and also got out of the way, the middle-aged man smiled slightly, didn't say anything, and walked out of Wenhua Pavilion with vigorous steps.

The three of them walked up the stairs, He Qiaoxin fell to the end, He Qiaoxin just arrived at the corner of the stairs on the first and second floors, and saw the middle-aged man who had just gone out led a gorgeously dressed young man in, He Qiaoxin saw that the boy was about ten years old, similar to him, very surprised, I don't know that it was the young master in the house, someone greeted him when he entered the door, and there were five or six guards behind him.

"Third child, hurry up! Why? There was no place to sit for a while. ”

He Qiaofu's urging voice came, and He Qiaoxin hurriedly ran upstairs.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

He Qiaoxin's voice reached the ears of the young man, and the young man couldn't help but glance at the stairs, and saw He Qiaoxin running up the corner, but the middle-aged man next to him said something, and the young man asked the guards to wait in the hall on the first floor, and followed the middle-aged man upstairs.

On the third floor, He Zhong occupied a window position, beckoned He Qiaofu and He Qiaoxin to sit down, shook the fan in his hand, and shook his head and took a sip of tea.

He Qiaoxin looked at the eldest brother and pretended to be, and suddenly felt helpless, he really shouldn't sit with the eldest brother, he was always engaged in these things that were all the bells and whistles.

Rolling his eyes, He Qiaoxin picked up the tea, took a sip, and tasted that this is the authentic hairy tip, the money that held the poetry meeting is said to be incorruptible, He Qiaoxin couldn't help but think, it seems that history can't be taken seriously, He Qiaoxin doesn't know, although this poetry meeting was proposed by Yu Qian, but there are other people who really fund.

At this time, seeing the middle-aged man passing by the third floor with the young man, and went straight upstairs, He Qiaoxin couldn't help but think to himself, this young man is not the grandson or son of the patriarch of the cabinet.

Yu Qian led the young man to pass by from the third floor, and in a corner of the fourth floor, he settled the young man and left, and only the young man in the corner of the empty fourth floor was quietly sipping tea and eating pastries. There is still an hour before the start of the poetry meeting, so no one is on the fourth floor, and no one is allowed on the fourth floor if the poetry meeting does not start, so people passing by up and down the stairs can't help but guess the identity of the teenager like He Qiaoxin.

Yu Qian walked to the sixth floor, and as soon as he sat down, someone asked him.

"Lord Yu, just now the guard came over and said a word to you, and you went downstairs, don't you know what's wrong? The poetry party is about to begin. ”

Yu Qian smiled slightly as he did when he met He Qiaoxin just now, then took a sip of tea, wiped his beard and said, "It's nothing, just go downstairs to pick up a child, a friend's child, I will arrange for him to wait on the fourth floor first." ”

The new jinshi present couldn't help but think, this is the child of that big man, so shocked Yu Qian Yu received by adults, you must know that Lord Yu is a person who is more valued by the cabinet Sanyang, although the official position is not big, but who is not clear, in addition to the cabinet Sanyang, what he cares about most is Lord Yu Qianyu.

Three floors, He Qiaoxin drank a cup of tea, looked at the Wenhua Pavilion, looked at it for a while, and couldn't help admiring, the Wenhua Pavilion is said to have a similar pattern on each floor, each floor is particularly empty, and there are no load-bearing pillars or walls in the middle, but it can stand tall, it is nothing in modern times, but it is put in the Ming Dynasty, it is really ingenious, and the design is exquisite.

As soon as the hour arrived, He Zhong pulled the two of them to run to the staircase, saying that if he ran slowly, he would not be in the middle position, and He Qiaoxin's wrist was red.

When he was pulled, He Qiaoxin's two eyes rolled up a cute white eye, and then gave up and let He Zhong pull him upstairs, every time He Zhong was like this, he only hated that he was a teenager and not an adult, if he was a fully developed adult, it was estimated that it would not hurt to be dragged like this, and maybe He Zhong couldn't drag him at all.

Coming to the fourth floor, the brothers each chose a place to sit down, He Qiaoxin saw the young man in the corner, and also saw the middle-aged man in the other corner, the two of them knew each other, but they sat so far away, He Qiaoxin couldn't help but be more curious about the relationship between the two.

He Qiaoxin was thinking about it, and He Qiaofu, who was sitting next to him, pulled him and whispered: "I'm distracted, let's start it!" ”

He Qiaoxin looked towards the middle, and sure enough, a young man with the same Confucian shirt and body as him, with a sword at his waist, was speaking, He Qiaoxin listened, it was nothing more than the organization of Yu Qian Yu to the adult, and this poetry meeting was held, and because the little emperor succeeded to the throne this year, the scholars should celebrate, and the poems and songs were endowed with them, anyway, it was these opening remarks that could be used again after changing the scene.

I don't know how many times I heard these He Qiaoxin's political envoys in Jiangxi, and I was tired of hearing them, but when I looked up, the people around me shook their heads, as if this was the words of the fairy family, so I looked at Zhong, and sure enough, He Zhong was so far-fetched, and the world was as black as a crow.

said that it could not be over for a quarter of an hour, this mode of speech made He Qiaoxin can't help but think of the feeling when he was in college, when he was speechd by the president and vice president, outstanding students and the secretary of the Youth League branch, that feeling is a feeling that makes people want to sleep, exactly the same as the feeling of dozing off now.

When He Qiaoxin was about to fall asleep, he finally stopped speaking, and now who is willing to come to the stage to take out his new poems and let everyone taste and appreciate them together, He Qiaoxin knows that there must be stunned young people who are willing to go up and read aloud, and they will be used as stepping stones for future generations. Not to mention, before He Qiaoxin could talk to the two brothers about this topic, a big man with five big and three thick came on the field.

But the people around were not happy because someone was on the field as a stepping stone, and the chatter around made He Qiaoxin incredulous, and the scholars and Confucian scholars around him were snoring and insulting Sven.

He Qiaoxin didn't understand why, just because the eldest brother who came to power was five big and three thick, and his face was full of beard, he said that people were insulting, He Qiaoxin was a person who grew up in the 21st century, and what existed in his mind was the positive energy that everyone was equal and could not judge people by their appearance, and he was about to speak out to stop the speech around him, and the voice on the stage also came down, He Qiaoxin immediately stopped his feet and closed his mouth.

"Ahh O sea! You don't see your blue waves.

Yes! O earth! You don't see you rolling yellow.

Yes! Da Ming! I don't see you red.

Thank you, I'm ugly. ”

After saying that, he walked off the stage, walked to a table next to the middle-aged man, pulled over a chair and sat down, and there were several neighbors around him who applauded and applauded like him.

He Qiaoxin was thundered, I have seen Mai Ba in KTV, but I really haven't seen a few uneducated people dare to write poems on stage, this poem is too modern, but unfortunately this is the Ming Dynasty in ancient times, this guy is really a hero.

There were endless angry scoldings all around, and the bearded man sitting next to the middle-aged man didn't care at all, but the more others scolded, the happier he became.

From the shouts around, He Qiaoxin knew the name of this guy, he was a soldier's Qiu Ba, just came to the capital, his name was quite domineering, Yang Hong, newly promoted to a guerrilla general, loved to dance and write ink, no wonder he made a few lines of poems that were not smooth and uncommon were the sea and the earth.

The young man in the corner on the other side looked at Yang Hong with a smile on his face, he likes martial arts, he prefers talented martial artists, the more he looks at Yang Hong, the more he likes it, this Qiu Ba is really not simple.

Yang Hong made such a fuss, others were reluctant to come to the stage, since Yang Hong came to the capital, every time a poetry meeting was held recently, Yang Hong would come to dedicate new works, as soon as he came to the stage, even if other people's poems were good, they would end up in the top eight of a monk instead of being better than other talented scholars, which was very shameful.

Seeing that no one took the initiative to take the stage again, the young man in Confucian shirt who had just spoken came to the stage again and directly announced the topic of this poetry meeting Yu Qianyu, the poem about mooring the boat, and the requirement was a five-character poem.

Here He Zhong was thinking about how to become famous, as soon as he heard the topic came out, everyone was trying to meditate, even Yang Hong, who had just come to the stage, frowned, including the young man, He Zhong stood up.

As soon as he stood up, He Qiaoxin shouted in his heart that something was going to happen!

Sure enough, He Zhong's mouth came out of He Qiaoxin's most annoying thing, that is, to be the first bird and be out of the limelight.

"My third brother is done!"

A shout spread throughout the fourth-floor area in an instant, and all the people looked at him, and saw him pointing at He Qiaoxin and then said:

"He's my third brother!"

After finishing it, he said in a voice that only the three of them could hear: "The words have been spoken, the third brother must help, otherwise my father will come back and know that the three of us are making a big fuss about the poetry meeting and losing people, and he will definitely kill us." ”

He Qiaoxin looked up at him, and said in his heart that you are making a big fuss about the poetry club, is there this big brother because I have lived an extra life, and I have to be punished.

Seeing the eyes around him like this, He Qiaoxin stood up, there is no way, I can't let my eldest brother lose face, no, it's a family.

A poem slowly came out of He Qiaoxin's mouth:

"Luhe is late.

Back to Pu and the sail is exhausted, and the long causeway is oblique.

The twilight smoke spits out the trees, and the spring rain sinks into the sand.

Baizhou Tibetan Fishing Market, Huangmao Restaurant.

Outside the clouds, don't ask about the years. ”

When the last sentence was finished, the audience was silent, and they all looked at He Qiaoxin quietly, and He Zhong and He Qiaofu next to them applauded, and gradually the entire fourth floor was applauded, and for a while, the people on the entire fourth floor, whether they were new Jinshi or Xiucai, or lifters, all admired this young man.

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