"Taichang-sama came so early?" There was humanity among the onlookers outside the Wenzong Ancestral Hall.

"Of course, Master Taichang is very religious about literature, and he will come early every time he evaluates it."

"Lord Taichang is really a role model for my generation."

Soon after Tao Shou came, some of the great Confucians in Tai'an City also arrived one after another, consciously standing behind Tao Shou, waiting quietly.

"Brothers, the first time Xiaosheng came here to evaluate the talent, I don't know when this evaluation will start, what is the process, can you give Xiaosheng a point or two?" A young man in the crowd spoke.

"It's easy to say, let me introduce you to the process of evaluating the talent, before the evaluation begins, you must go to the Wenzong Ancestral Hall to worship, and the Wenzong Ancestral Hall will be opened, and after the opening, Tao Taichang will lead the Confucians to worship.

The first to worship the god of literature, Gang, it was he who created the text, and the world's literature originated from him, and then it was to worship the ancient sages...... "The mouth of the explanation is okay, but there are some talkers, talking endlessly, and all the sages enshrined in the Wenzong Ancestral Hall have been spoken.

When the speaker made people drowsy, he began to talk about the next topic, "After the worship is over, the evaluation will officially begin, do you see the platform over there?" ”

Chatter pointed to a circular platform outside the Wenzong Ancestral Hall, and Xiaobai, who didn't understand anything, nodded, "See." ”

"It's called Pinwentai, only people who have an invitation can board that Pinwentai and ask me to appreciate my works in Bei'an, poetry, calligraphy and painting can be appreciated, and the tasting is divided into four grades, inferior, good, excellent, and extremely ......" talked eloquently.

"Do I have to have an invitation to go? I don't, and I haven't heard that there must be an invitation from other critics. Xiaobai said with an ugly face.

"Tai'an is the national capital, can the evaluation here be the same as elsewhere, there must be an invitation letter here, as for you said that you can go on without an invitation letter, do you see the bamboo tube over there?" Chatter pointed to the rows of shelves to the left of Pinwentai.

There is only one section of thin bamboo tubes hanging on the shelves, and the number can be hundreds.

"The bamboo tube is hollow, and there is a title in it, you have to compose a poem according to the title, as long as half of the thirty Confucians on this stage approve of your poems, you can also come to the stage, and ask the Confucians to appreciate their own works.

Don't think this is too simple, the thirty Confucians on the stage are not ordinary people, and it is not so simple to get half of them to recognize, and some people who get the invitation letter may not be able to do it. As he spoke, he saw that Xiaobai was a little eager to try, and poured cold water.

Xiao Bai looked disappointed, and just as he was about to say something, he heard the guards outside the Wenzong Ancestral Hall shouting, "The time has come!" Wenzong opened the shrine! ”

Tao Shou opened his eyes, straightened his clothes, and led the great Confucian behind him to enter to worship the sages.

……

"How far is it from Tai'an?" Jiang Sun Che grabbed the reins and turned his head to ask Su Yun.

"Thirty miles to go." Su Yun replied.

"It's the two of you, so much time has been delayed." Song Qing drove the carriage, turned around and said viciously to Bi Damin and the bandit leader.

The bandit leader lost an arm, and he couldn't grasp the balance of riding a horse, so it was better to let him ride a horse, and Bi Damin not only lost an arm, but even his two legs were wasted, and it was impossible to ride a horse, Song Qing could only drive a carriage with them, but the speed of the carriage was much worse than riding a horse alone, so he didn't return to Tai'an City until now.

Hearing Song Qing's words, the two of them trembled in unison, trembling and not daring to speak.

In the past two days, they have seen Song Qing's methods, more than a dozen poisons that torture people, but do not cause substantial harm, Bi Damin has tried them, and it has only been two days, and Bi Damin has already lost his appearance.

Jiang Sunche drove to the carriage, "I'll see your uncle soon, do you have anything to say?" ”

Bi Damin didn't dare to move in the carriage, he was afraid, it is not an exaggeration to say that his life in the past two days is hell, he really doesn't have the courage to say anything cruel, besides, he was poisoned and dumb by Song Qing, how to answer Jiang Sun Che.

Jiang Sun Che shook his head, he didn't expect Bi Damin to answer him, he just wanted to make Bi Damin more uncomfortable.

It has been said that the cruelest thing in the world is not despair, but hope rises out of despair, but this hope is dashed.

What Jiang Sunche wants to do is to kill people and punish his heart, and let Bi Damin die when he sees the hope of life, only in this way can those who were killed by Bi Damin rest in peace.

"Are you sure he's going to die?" Shen Qingzhi walked over, he didn't leave, because he also hated a dog official like Bi Damin, and he wanted to make sure that Bi Damin would not come back.

"Of course." Jiang Sunche nodded seriously.

"It's not that I don't trust you, it's that the Shi clan has too much power, after all, you haven't told me who you really are until now." Shen Qingzhi spread his hands.

"Didn't you guess?" Jiang Sunche smiled.

"Speculation is just speculation, and who knows if I'm right." Shen Qingzhi stared at Jiang Sun Che's eyes and said.

"Hehe, you really have doubts about my identity." Jiang Sun Che said with a smile.

Shen Qingzhi's expression was stunned for a moment, "You lied to me." ”

He was still strange, how did Jiang Sun Che know that he had guessed his identity.

"Let's go, solve Bi Damin, I have to go back to sleep, I haven't slept well for the past two days."

Jiang Sun Che drove his horse to Tai'an City, he not only wanted to solve Bi Damin, but also went to find his father, no, it was Jiang Yiquan, and he wanted an answer.

……

At the end of the day, there are three poles on the sun.

Tao Shou finally took the Confucians to complete the worship and walked onto the Pinwen platform.

"What is a place to study? Reasoning, etiquette and righteousness, honesty and shame, learning the way of heaven, reading is enlightened, and it is used to pray for peace for the people. However, behind closed doors, it will eventually belong to the subordinate, and on the occasion of today's evaluation, all students should work together to discuss knowledge. Okay, that's all there is to it, and the reviews will be as usual, so let's get started. After Tao Shou finished speaking, he sat at the head of the Pinwen Terrace.

When Tao Shou sat down, the other great Confucians also sat on his left and right, forming a circle.

When they all sat down, one of the chief bookkeepers of Taichang Temple walked up to the stage with a booklet.

"Tai'an City, Liang Qin!" The master shouted angrily.

As soon as he finished shouting, a young man in a white robe ran up with a scroll of paintings.

First saluted Tao Shou, and then saluted to the Quartet Confucianism, "Junior, Liang Qin, I have seen Lord Taichang, I have seen all the Confucians, the younger generations have a painting today, please taste the Confucians!" ”

After speaking, he handed the painting to the master book, and the master book sent the painting to the great confucian, who opened the scroll, and three green bamboos were painted on it.

Taking advantage of the great Confucian appreciation, Liang Qin explained, "Bamboo, perseverance, rather than bending, the younger generation hopes to ......"

It didn't take long for the great Confucian who had seen the painting to pass it on to the people around him.

After all the great Confucians had seen it, they gathered again to discuss it.

Liang Qin looked at them nervously, waiting for their evaluation.

In the end, the great Confucian who specializes in appreciating paintings stood up, "This painting is third-class, good, your painting looks lifelike, but there is no surface, only the shape of the bamboo, not the spirit of the bamboo." The coloring is very strong, and the meaning of the bamboo is lost......"