In the blink of an eye, it is the last day of the four-product test, and today is a game with the master of the three grades of Guozi. Two days ago, Chen Fan was not as easy to win as he had in the county town before, especially yesterday, after all, the opponent was the combat power of the fourth grade, Chen Fan also had to be careful to fight, think seriously, and today he had to play with the spirit of twelve points, the chess strength on the master's face was the third grade, but it was likely to have exceeded the second grade, or even higher, but the chess test was not carried out, so naturally he could not be careless.

Fortunately, today's play is handicap chess, and the master who is playing against him, looks like he is in his fifties, playing chess, decent, although the layout is rigorous, but there is no special trick, two games of chess, Chen Fan still successfully won the victory, and got the four-grade certificate.

Chen Fan, who won the chess, went out of the chess courtyard and was about to go back to the inn, but was suddenly blocked by a person at the door.

When Chen Fan saw it, he knew the roadblocker who came to sign up before, and said happily: "What, you stopped me the day before yesterday and asked me to do an arbitration, why did you stop me today, do you still have something to do?" ”

"That's not it, Lang Jun laughed, we were in a hurry last time, and we forgot to ask one thing, you said your name is Chen Fasheng, I don't know if you did "Drinking", and Chen Fasheng of "Persuading Alcohol and Quit Drinking".

"Exactly, I don't know what?"

"Sure enough, it's you, it's like this, two days later, there will be a poetry meeting, which was organized by Xiaotong, the king of Yuzhang, and invited Lang Jun to the banquet." After speaking, he took out a post and handed it to Chen Fan.

Chen Fan didn't take it immediately, but said, "Who is Xiaotong, the king of Yuzhang?" How will you please me? ”

"You've seen it, it's the son who asked you that day, at that time everyone just thought your name was a little familiar, and then I remembered two poems that caused a sensation in the capital recently, the author has the same name as you, and I sent me to ask, but I didn't expect it to be you."

"Who are the people invited to the poetry club?"

"In addition to the students of Guozixue, there are also Fang Junxue, the first genius in the capital, Yunhe, the heir of the Sword Saint, and the sons of major families, and the other is Wu Guifei, the mother of King Yuzhang, who invited the female dependents of the capital to enjoy the chrysanthemums in the palace, and maybe they will also participate in the poetry meeting, Chen Langjun knows it."

"Thank you. I don't know why this poetry club invited the heirs of the Sword Saint? Will there still be a competition? ”

"Not a martial arts competition, in addition to being the descendant of the Sword Saint, this Yunhe is also the head of the four princes of the capital, with a prominent family background, and an excellent relationship with King Yuzhang, who is a man of the year in the capital."

"Oh, I don't know what Brother Tai is called?" After talking for a long time, Chen Fan still didn't know the other party's name, so he naturally wanted to ask.

"My name is Sun Mengcheng, and I am currently a second-year student of Guozi School, and I will ask Chen Langjun for more advice in the future."

"Don't dare to be it, I want Brother Sun to give me more advice."

"Chen Langjun is polite, then please post Chen Langjun can accept this?

"Okay, I'll go to the appointment." Chen Fan took the invitation and said.

With this episode, Chen Fan returned to the inn.

In the two days after the knot, Chen Fan visited Jiankang City and visited two uncles, both uncles were more enthusiastic, although the two sides have not seen each other for many years, but the family relationship is still there, there is Zhang Ke's introduction, mother's family letter, and they have a further understanding of each other.

The two uncles are full of praise for Chen Fan's knowledge, this poem has spread in Jiankang, others don't care, and the two uncles are still very concerned.

Chen Fan also took the opportunity to inquire about the Yuzhang Wangfu Poetry Club, and probably had an understanding of the unfamiliar Jiankang, there are actually not many people who go to the poetry club, and there are only forty or fifty people who are invited to participate in the Wangfu Poetry Club at a time. Two uncles' families, the eldest uncle's three sons and two daughters, the second uncle's two sons and three daughters, only the eldest uncle's second son was invited because of his study in the country, and the others did not receive the invitation.

Those who are invited are either from prominent families or have real talents. In this era, the imperial examination has not yet emerged, and how to prove that you are talented is to do poetry, clear talk, and the game of chess.

Today's emperor Emperor Wu of Liang is a master of poetry and chess, and the standard for selecting and employing people is based on these two preferences.

The most authoritative poetry club and chess club is not sponsored by Guozixue, Guozixue as a place of teaching, is generally a gathering attended by students, and occasionally holds poetry meetings and chess competitions to the outside world, but there are too many dignitaries in the capital, the dean of Guozixue, now serves as the second grade of Zongzheng, although the official is prominent, but it is far from reaching the point of calling Bainuo, and more importantly, there is no prestige of literature and chess, although it is still a gathering that those students flock to, but it is not a top level party.

As for the palace, the identity is naturally prominent, but the evaluation of the level of those contestants, as the identity of the prince, the talent is not enough, and the results evaluated cannot be unanimously recognized, unless there is one and two and a half participation, the level of the party will rise to the top.

This one, naturally, refers to His Majesty the Emperor today. As the founding emperor, Emperor Wu of Liang was praised for his martial arts and martial arts, but also for his chess and poetry. His chess, in the capital, only as a product of Liu Hui can compete with it, which may be some exaggeration, but his poems, but is talked about, "Qixi Festival", "Cai Ling Song", "Four Seasons Song" and other more than 80 songs, widely circulated, known as the poet saint. His evaluation of poetry and chess is naturally unquestionable.

The other two and a half refer to Fan Zheng, a master in the literary world, and Liu Hui, a chess saint. One of them is a judge of poetry and the other of chess, and no one has any doubts.

Fan Zheng, the representative of Confucianism in the capital, the holy teacher of Confucianism and Taoism, once served as the Taifu in the previous dynasty, and now the master of Emperor Wu of Liang, is highly respected, although he has resigned and no longer asks about the affairs of the court, but occasionally holds or participates in poetry meetings. Fan Zheng also has a characteristic, that is, he will participate in the prince's poetry meeting, he will also go to the poetry meeting of King Yuzhang, and he will also go to the poetry meeting of other princes when invited, but he only expresses his opinion on the poems and texts, and never evaluates a person's character.

And the holy hand Liu Hui, is also the organizer of the national chess tournament, a national master of the first grade, in addition to the banquet and chess tournament held by His Majesty, he never accepts any other banquets, the banquet of the prince's mansion and the prince's palace has never participated, and is currently in charge of the Huwei camp in the capital, as a first-class general, won the trust of His Majesty.

Two days passed quickly, this day Yuzhang Wangfu was heavily guarded, because the chrysanthemum and poetry meeting were held at the same time, Yuzhang Wang Xiaotong also specially borrowed a battalion of soldiers from His Majesty the Emperor to consolidate the defense, the entire palace was blocked, and no one without an invitation was not allowed to enter, of course, this is for Chen Fan who has no background, if the emperor is a dignitary, bring one or two entourages in, it is no problem.

In the east garden of Yuzhang Palace, there is a large pavilion in the middle, there is a corridor built around it, the corridor and the garden, there are scattered seats, groups of people sit together and chat, Chen Fan is one of the people in this crowd, there are the second sons of the uncle's family, Shen Chong and Sun Mengcheng, these two people are entrusted by Chen Fan's uncle Shen Wen, and the other is entrusted by Xiao Tong, and he will take care of him in the poetry meeting.

"It's about to begin." Sun Mengcheng suddenly pointed to the gazebo and said.

Chen Fan looked along Sun Mengcheng's fingertips, and saw a group of people walking in with an old man in the middle of the pavilion, the old man sat in the middle of the pavilion, Xiao Tong was next to him, and three old people sat on the left hand side, and three middle-aged people sat on the right hand side.

"It's Master Fan and the three elders of Meishan, I didn't expect them to come!" Sun Mengcheng said excitedly.

"On the left are the three elders of Meishan, and on the right are the three deans of Guozi Xuejing, Li, and Law." Shen Chong added on the side.

How can there be so many Confucians and celebrities in this poetry today? Unlike Sun Mengcheng, who was excited, Chen Fan suddenly smelled a trace of an unusual smell, and Shen Chong next to him also frowned, not knowing what to think.

"Who is this Meishan Sanlao?" Chen Fan was a little curious and asked in a low voice.

"The three elders of Meishan are gentlemen among the people, noble character, good at divination, it is said that it is difficult to hide anything from them in the world, but in recent years, living on the plum blossom mountain in Dongqiu, rarely go down the mountain, and I don't know why it will appear in the poetry meeting." Shen Chong replied.

Chen Fan was also very curious, he didn't know that there were so many heavyweights in a small poetry meeting, and the three of them looked at the pavilion quietly.

I saw Xiao Tong stand up and said: "Everyone, today this king is fortunate to invite Master Fan, the three elders of Meishan and the three deans of Guozixue to come to participate in the poetry meeting, evaluate the world's talents, today everyone gathers here, first by the dean Chen of the economic department on behalf of Guozixue to make a question, the title is "Autumn Cold", everyone gives a poem, limited to a stick of incense. After speaking, Xiao Tong sat back.

Some servants had already put the four treasures of the study on the table around them, and people went to pick up pens and write one after another. Most of the people who came to the banquet had talents, especially the students of the Academy of Economic Sciences, as soon as the autumn cold question came out, some people rushed up to write, no matter what the poems were, they had a name for quick thinking.

"Look, someone has already handed in the papers, and he really deserves to be the first talent in the capital."

Chen Fan looked towards the pavilion and saw a person in white clothes Shengxue, walking gracefully, but unfortunately the back was facing Chen Fan's direction, and he couldn't see his face, but his body was full of poetic temperament, which made people feel good at a glance.

"I've thought about it, let's write first." At this time, Shen Chong had an inspiration, stood up and said.

"I'll go too." Sun Mengcheng also stood up.

Chen Fan thought about it for a while, and felt that the first poem was still decent, so he also got up, wrote a poem about the cold autumn season, handed it to the servant next to him, and handed it over.

Not long after, the incense burned out, the first competition ended, and the atmosphere on the periphery became lively.

"The dean's question about the cold autumn should refer to the eventful autumn, the warmth and coldness of the people, I took this as the title and wrote a poem lamenting the cold state of the world, hoping to enter the eyes of the masters." Sun Mengcheng said on the side.

"Me too, feeling the cold of the world, sighing at the eventful autumn, it is when my generation is working hard, I wrote a poem of Mingzhi to show my heart." Shen Chong said.

Autumn cold is autumn cold, is there so much meaning? Chen Fan felt that there were 10,000 horses running in his heart, although he didn't want to be famous at the poetry meeting, but it would be too embarrassing if he went off topic, just when he was about to say nothing about what he wrote, the faceless person asked: "Fa Sheng, what did you write?" ”

Chen Fan looked at Sun Mengcheng, who was speaking, and although he didn't want to mention it in his heart, he still said bluntly: "I wrote a poem about the cold scene in autumn." ”

"Ah, you're not superficial, you're straightforward, straightforward. It doesn't matter, there are so many masters here today, and there will be questions later, and there are opportunities to perform, don't be discouraged. ”

What is Superficiality? What is Straightforward? What am I discouraged about? I just didn't think too much about it! Chen Fan rolled his eyes inwardly, and said with ignorance on his face: "I don't know who Brother Sun thinks will win the championship?" "Let you talk nonsense, let you talk nonsense, I'll dig a big hole for you to jump.

"Needless to say, of course it's Fang Junxue, I admire his talent."

"Isn't it King Yuzhang? As a prince and the organizer of the poetry club, if he makes poems, he must not lose to that Fang Junxue. Chen Fan looked at Sun Mengcheng and asked.

Now it was replaced by 10,000 horses running over in Sun Mengcheng's heart, and he looked around nervously, but fortunately, except for Shen Chong, there was no one else, and immediately explained in a low voice: "This is not comparable, King Yuzhang is extremely talented in my heart, but he is the master of this room, and he may not necessarily make poems, so he is excluded." ”

"Oh, if you do it, is it better than Fang Junxue?"

"Each has its own strengths, and both of them are strong."

"Well, it turns out that in Brother Sun's mind, it is tied for first place."

Sun Mengguo decided not to speak, and there was no way to talk that day, but fortunately, a servant came next to him and said to Chen Fan: "Your Excellency is Chen Fasheng?" ”

"yes, I don't know what?"

"My master invited Lang Jun to gather in the pavilion."

Everyone looked towards the pavilion, and when they saw Xiao Tong looking over here, they nodded at them, Chen Fan immediately got up and followed the servant towards the pavilion. The two people around him also followed Chen Fan, but they stayed outside the pavilion and didn't go in. The crowd next to him guessed that they were going to announce the evaluation of the poems, and they also gathered around the pavilion.

"Fang Junxue, Chen Fasheng, this time I invited you to come to the pavilion because of this "Autumn Cold", one of you writes about love and the other writes about the scene, which makes us feel inseparable for a while, so I want to ask you to explain the mood of what you wrote at that time." A dean of Guozi Studies said.

"How did you feel? I just wrote it, but I just wanted to get to the point, but I didn't think much about it. Chen Fan thought to himself in his heart, but he didn't expect that Fang Junxue next to him took the lead in giving an amazing answer.