The applause rang for about a quarter of an hour before it gradually subsided, and the young man in the Confucian shirt who presided over the stage waved his hand to signal quiet.

"Good poems, in line with the proposition, but also neatly on the law, who else has a solution poem among the talented people on the scene, and compete with this young talent."

The readers on the fourth floor began to shake their heads, this poem is comparable to a masterpiece, after today, this poem will inevitably be famous for a hundred years, then there are still people who dare to come to the stage to compete with it, readers like poetry will fight poetry, but there are still some self-knowledge.

Seeing that no one came to the stage, the young man in the Confucian shirt could only look at the middle-aged man in the corner. The middle-aged man stood up, and after taking the stage, he asked the young man in the Confucian shirt to retreat, and stared at He Qiaoxin, as if he wanted to see He Qiaoxin through.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, he had been in Shanxi for a long time, and unconsciously spoke with a slight local accent: "Hello students, new jinshi, I am Yu Qian, the current governor of Henan, the right servant of the Shanxi Military Department, the poetry of this young talent just came is really a masterpiece This poetry meeting, I didn't expect that I could see such a talent when I returned to the capital this time." ”

After a pause, he asked He Qiaoxin, "Dare to ask who is the surname of this student?" Can you tell us? ”

He Qiaoxin looked at Yu Qian and hadn't come back to his senses, he really didn't expect that this middle-aged man was Yu Qian, Yu Qian and Yu Shaobao, who were famous in the history books.

He Qiaoxin stood up and gave a salute, then turned around and saluted the others, and replied: "The student is He Qiaoxin, a new talent this year, and his father is in the right attendant of the military department, He Wenyuan, I would like to ask Lord Yu hello, I was ugly just now." ”

As he spoke, He Qiaoxin bowed again, and then sat down.

Yu Qian listened to He Qiaoxin's introduction and knew that he was He Qiaoxin, a famous young genius in Jiangnan, and he was indeed worthy of his reputation.

After listening to He Qiaoxin's introduction, the others looked at He Qiaoxin's gaze a bit like looking at a star's gaze, after all, He Qiaoxin came to the capital for a few years, this was the first time to participate in the poetry meeting, and he also presented an improvisational work.

Next, there was nothing special about it, but I heard the new Jinshi talk about the eight-share exam questions in the north and south of the current department, and how they solved the questions.

After that, Yu Qian talked about the way of being an official, told the students present to continue to work hard, and specially mentioned He Qiaoxin, and finally told the newly promoted Jinshi about the next month's palace test, pay attention to that.

Two hours later, the poetry meeting ended, and when he left, the young man ran over and said to He Qiaoxin that he would meet again soon, and he was looking forward to it, so that He Qiaoxin couldn't figure it out, where is this!

When I got home, just in time for dinner, my brother and I had dinner and went back to the room to wash and go to sleep.

The next day, the 22nd day of September in the first year of Orthodoxy.

Early in the morning, He Qiaoxin was pulled up by He Qiaofu and told him something that He Qiaoxin had expected.

"Third brother, the big event, the capital has been spread all over the morning, Wang Zhen wrote to the little emperor, saying that Yu Qian Yu has come to the capital for many days, except for the ten Cambodians, relying on his official authority, most of the officials have been suffering him for a long time, the emperor said, let Lord Yu go back to Shanxi as soon as possible."

He Qiaofu smashed the wall as he spoke, and He Qiaoxin's cheeks twitched, this Yu Qian came to Beijing is ten Cambodia, which offended many people, although these ten Cambodia is indeed effective for the health of the Ming Dynasty, but some people must be angry when they move some people's cheese, Wang Zhen and Yu Qian do not deal with it, as soon as he takes the lead, those people do not want to die Yu Qian, Yu Qian was just driven back to Shanxi by the little emperor, which is already very good.

However, He Qiaoxin didn't tell He Qiaofu about these thoughts, there are some things that you can know, and the analysis is too thorough, and others should treat themselves as demons.

After chatting for a while, He Qiaofu arrived at the time to feed the horses, and He Qiaofu went to feed his beloved white horse, no longer thinking about Yu Qian's problem.

The news that Yu Qian was going to be driven back to Shanxi spread throughout the capital in one day, and the people in the capital thought that the traitor Wang Zhen had harmed Yu Qian.

Yu Qian left, but before leaving, he sent a letter to He Qiaoxin, and the content of the letter was also very simple, that is, He Qiaoxin had a good talent and could be of great use, but he was interested in going to Shanxi to serve the country with Yu Qian.

After reading the letter, He Qiaoxin shook his head, Yu Qian's ill-fated young genius, and later became a national hero, but He Qiaoxin did not plan to work with him.

For Qian He Qiaoxin is just admiration, I want to get to know him and that's all, it's not to the point where he wants to mix with Yu Qian, as long as he is safe and safe to be a young master in this life, He Qiaoxin is already content, and he doesn't want to get involved in the grievances and grievances between Yu Qian and the Ming Dynasty.

I don't know who printed He Qiaoxin's poems in Wenhua Pavilion on the newspaper, and it spread all over the various post stations and mansions of the Ming Dynasty in a few days. Coupled with circulation and circulation, the readers of the entire Ming Dynasty discussed this poem and the author of this poem, He Qiaoxin.

The popularity of Yu Qian's return to Shanxi in the capital has gone down, at least the scholars and officials are no longer discussing, only the people are still discussing, but the people can't affect anything if they discuss it again.

In the palace, a powerful eunuch drank Longjing new tea, and the water used to make tea was soaked in the hot spring water sent from Yunwu Mountain Hot Spring.

A little eunuch was reporting to him every move in the capital, and when he saw this eunuch listening, his brows furrowed, and a smile leaked from his face.

He put down the teacup and said to the little eunuch: "Wang Li, my son! This time the thing was done well, Yu Qian's guy actually wrote ten letters, and he did it against our family, and I really Wang Zhen was still the little companion next to the original prince. ”

Wang Li, the kneeling little eunuch, breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Wang Zhen's words, knowing that his idea was right this time.

gave Wang Zhen a salute, and the little eunuch Wang Li walked out of Wang Zhen's room, in the room, Wang Zhen was playing with the tea cup, not knowing what he was thinking.

Since He Qiaoxin's poems appeared in the newspaper and were praised by scholars and scholars, for several days, invitations to various worship stickers and poetry meetings and other activities have not been broken.

This makes He Qiaoxin, the protagonist of the event who has always wanted to live a low-key life and only do what he wants to do, is very annoyed, no matter what era it is, it is like this when he is famous, and even his free time is disturbed by fanatical fans, fortunately, there are no paparazzi in this era, which makes He Qiaoxin's heart feel a lot more relieved.

As soon as He Qiaoxin threw the pile of worship stickers in his hand on the table, the eldest brother He Zhong walked over with a letter and handed it to him.

He Qiaoxin looked at it, it turned out to be a letter from his father He Wenyuan, pried open the paraffin, opened the envelope, took out the letter inside, and looked at it, the letter said that the Lianghuai salt case was temporarily over, and he was about to return to Beijing in the near future.

He Qiaoxin thought about it, and felt that things were not so simple, since ancient times, salt has been the important weapon of the country, and salt in each dynasty has been deeply involved with many people.

Fortunately, my father went for a short time, and he checked the small fish that was thrown by someone, otherwise, I am afraid that like Yu Qian, he would have to be beaten behind his back a few times.

After reading the letter, he found that He Zhong hadn't left yet, so he hurriedly asked, "Big brother, is there any other time?" ”

He Zhong smiled mysteriously and asked He Qiaoxin: "Do you remember the Qiu Ba who came on stage to compose poems at the Wenhua Pavilion poetry meeting a few days ago?" ”

He Qiaoxin was stunned for a moment, and then thought of Yang Hong who was thinking of the sea that day, which was very impressive.

"Big brother, you mean Yang Hong, what's wrong with him?"

He Zhong picked up the tea that He Qiaoxin had just poured into the teacup, took a sip, and then said: "That guy, it's lucky to go shit, I don't know who admonished our little emperor, so that the emperor thinks he is very talented, today I went to participate in the poetry meeting, and the gossip of the poetry meeting is this matter, listen to them, the little emperor made a decree and named him the commander of the capital." ”

He Qiaoxin was really shocked, it was better not to understand, and he was really a little speechless when he understood.

"Ahh This ......"

He Zhong was shocked when he saw the third brother, and then said:

"Fortunately, this Qiu Ba is going back to the border to guard the town, otherwise the atmosphere of the scholars in the capital will be ruined by him, and who will dare to write poems after I wait for Xiucai and other students."

After speaking, He Zhong seemed to think of something, looking at He Qiaoxin, he couldn't help but think in his heart, of course, those who dare not write poems do not include the third brother, the third brother is too perverted, and every time it is a famous story.

He Qiaoxin just recovered from He Zhong's words, this amount of information is really a bit big, that guy can't even understand the basics, he likes to pretend to be a cultural person, and that's it, the emperor really thought that this goods were rich and five cars, no wonder he would trust Wang Zhen, the two of them talked on paper, and for the sake of their ideals, they became the god of war of the Ming Dynasty.

Around Yang Hong, the two brothers were discussing hotly, and as they were talking, they saw He Qiaofu shouting and walking in.

"Third brother, tell you a strange thing, the little emperor promoted that Qiu Ba Yang Hong that day, and issued a decree to praise him for his talent, and now it is spread all over the circle of scholars and scholars in the capital."

"That second brother, the eldest brother just finished talking to me, and we were talking about him."

He Qiaofu glanced at the two of them, and then said: "Then do you know who is the most visited in the restaurant in the capital now?" ”

He Zhong and He Qiaoxin really didn't know, so He Zhong asked.

"Second brother, who is it?"

Seeing He Qiaofu laugh a few times at first, he replied: "It's the generals, and other Qiu Ba who are soldiers, competing in the tavern and restaurant to celebrate, praising the wisdom of the Son of Heaven and the wisdom of heroes." ”

After a pause, he added:

"He also said that if the emperor led the troops, they would inevitably follow, and Maxima would have to follow Bole."

He Qiaoxin was dumbfounded, what the hell is this? Still following, still Maxima and Bole, I'm afraid that when the god of war attacks, you will cry in the underworld after it is over.

In the palace, yesterday he ordered Yang Hong to be promoted, and after praising him, Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but praise himself for his discernment, in Zhu Qizhen's opinion, Yang Hong is an interesting person, the so-called interesting soul is one in a million, don't give this guy a chance, how to get him right.

Zhu Qizhen shouted to accompany him, Wang Zhen came in and served tea, Zhu Qizhen asked while drinking: "Companion, what was Yang Hong's order like yesterday?" ”

Wang Zhen held the tray and hunched his waist, completely lacking the momentum in his room before, and replied: "Back to the emperor, Yang Hong was very happy, and he composed another poem on the spot. ”

Zhu Qizhen showed a dark color of interest, and couldn't help but say: "Oh, what are you doing, read it and listen to it." ”

Wang Zhen's cheeks twitched, and then he read it out.

"Aha! Long live my emperor!

Aha! Heaven is a good reincarnation!

Aha! It's good to read!

Aha! I have a bright future! ”

Zhu Qizhen's laughter spread all over the imperial study, and Wang Zhen cooperated with the embarrassing laughter, as a cultured eunuch, it was really difficult to agree with a Qiu Ba's poem.

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