Next to the square where the venue of the cultural conference is located, there is a two-story restaurant, which is the Cuihua Building that the bearded supervisor of the labor camp had in mind

It is the most upscale restaurant in the county, and because of its unique location at the moment, it has naturally become the first choice for many people who can't sit on the viewing platform, or don't want to sit on the viewing platform.

The second floor faces the square, and among the four private rooms where you can directly watch the ceremony from a high position, there are people sitting at the moment.

In the room on the right, a woman with outstanding demeanor is standing by the window, her appearance is first-class, but what is even better is that the cold and fairy-like expression on her face, combined with the full and graceful seductive figure of the arc, creates a strange beauty, which makes people can't help but want to worship, but it is difficult to control the blasphemy.

This time, the concubines and magnates gathered in Jiang'an, and the imperial court arranged many matters, and the people naturally had exchanges.

This is the world-leading green building industry in Zhongjing City, and the advance force that came to Surabaya Prefecture for technical poverty alleviation.

Even in the city of Zhongjing, where beauties gather, she Ning Bing girl is also the one who can be called among the big and small oirans, and she is orderly and thriving all year round.

"Girl, what's so good about the Wenhui in this small county, it's enough for you to receive those dirt buns these days."

The maid on the side looked distressed, highlighting one for the sake of the master.

Oiran Ning Bing's expression was still cold, and he said lightly: "It's idle left and right, and it's fun to watch." ”

Next to the room between the two of them, three middle-aged men who looked good at first glance sat around a square table on three sides, and they all set their eyes on the literary room.

In the next room, Old Man Yun and Su Shidao sat leisurely, drinking a small cup while looking at the venue.

In the other room on the very side, Feng Xiuyun stood by the window, and her eyes accurately found Xia Jingyun's figure in the crowd.

Can you surprise me more?

Xia Jingyun also looked at it curiously, and saw how this Wenhui was played.

"Our conditions are limited today, there are a lot of people, and we don't want to do it. The first three levels are for elegant and fun appreciation, and the last level is to win with poetry! Those who sign up, please volunteer, willing to step forward, participate in the grand event, for the country, for Your Majesty, for the mother! ”

To put it simply, each case corresponds to a level, and each level has a person who guards the level.

Before each level, the finisher takes out a tray with dozens of signs, flips through one of them, and answers the questions according to the questions.

Correct answer to clear the customs, wrong answer to eliminate.

The clearer comes to the fourth level, chooses the topic to compose a poem, and evaluates the quality according to the level of the poem, and the final winner is the final literary leader.

When the words of the host Da Ru fell, the audience was quiet, and it seemed that no one wanted to be the one who took the lead.

Breaking the ice always requires a little bit of trouble.

Fortunately, the organizers of the cultural meeting had already considered it, and when a nursery child came on, the atmosphere gradually became lively, and the cultural meeting officially opened.

After the participation of a group of students, Zeng Jimin, as the host, also got up to appear.

In the first three passes, Zeng Jimin, who is known as the first genius in Jiang'an County, passed through one trip, without any stagnation, and each question could be answered correctly in the shortest possible time, which attracted the surrounding onlookers to applaud again and again.

When he finally took [inspirational] as the theme and slowly chanted the last verse, he ushered in a full applause.

"The book is affectionate like an old friend, and the morning and dusk are happy and happy.

There are 3,000 words straight down in front of him, and there is no dust on his chest.

The source of living water is full everywhere, and the east wind flowers and willows are new every time.

Jin Anyule is looking for a guest, but I don't believe that I have no spring. ”

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"Good!"

When this poem came out through a loud voice, and was copied by the men guarding downstairs and sent into the room quickly, Su Shidao couldn't help but slap the table and shout.

"A good sentence of living water is full everywhere, and the east wind flowers and willows are new at all times! Write the fun of reading interestingly, vividly! I thought that Jiang An Zeng Zize was just a diligent scholar, but now it seems that he is really frank and pure, and he deserves to be a true reader! ”

Old Man Yun also bowed slightly, "This last sentence is even more in line with the respect of the teacher's life, studying as an official, in order to show what he has learned, and to help the people through the world, not just to be the golden saddle and jade to find a guest." ”

Su Shidao picked up his wine glass, "When the float is white!" ”

......

Beside Oiran Ning Bing, the maid was surprised: "Girl, this person is so powerful!" ”

Ning Bing's face was still like ice, "It's just the posture of a middle-aged person." ”

She was quite dissatisfied with the sentence Xunfang, what happened to Xunfang?

You don't have the qualifications to find Fang!

What a pretense to be serious!

It's not like she hasn't slept with high-ranking officials in the court, with brocade chickens embroidered on her chest and rookie chickens shrunk in her crotch.

Pretend to be serious, and when you take off your clothes, it's rare to get a straight stem!

Bah!

......

As for Feng Xiuyun, her literary attainments are not outstanding, she doesn't care about who behaves well, she only cares about Xia Jingyun's performance.

However, judging from the reactions of the people at the scene, this Zeng Jimin does have some real talent, and it will be difficult for Xia Jingyun to win Wen Kui.

But she didn't expect that Xia Jingyun's heart was very relaxed at the moment.

Zeng Jimin is really good, it is rare to have a sincere heart, and he can be regarded as a pure reader, but just talking about literary talent, Wen Kui who wants to stop him from winning this literary club is still a big step behind.

When Zeng Jimin returned to his seat, under the encouragement of Xu Dapeng and others, there was thunderous applause for a while.

The local people, who accounted for the majority of the onlookers, also applauded, and the scene reached a climax for the first time.

After Zeng Jimin appeared, Xia Jingyun still didn't move, his eyes were staring at Lin Feibai.

As long as this noble son from a school lord appears, he can prepare.

When everyone thought that the overall situation was decided, it was born out of nowhere and became a blockbuster.

Not long after, just when everyone felt that Zeng Jimin's poems were too difficult to surpass, Lin Feibai really stood up.

There was silence all around, and I saw him slowly come to the first desk and salute the old gentleman.

The old man stretched out his hand as before, and gestured to the newly replaced tray.

Xia Jingyun's pupils shrank slightly, although the old man's movements were the same as before, but this time his hand was inevitably lowered, although it was not too low, but in the eyes of Xia Jingyun, a caring person who had not engaged in dark box operations before, this gesture had some pointers.

And the most important thing is that Lin Feibai really took the piece that he meant with his fingertips.

As expected, in the next three levels, Lin Feibai passed through the same trip as Zeng Jimin before.

Moreover, in front of the math problem in the third level, he didn't use scratch paper at all, and with the back of his little hand, he was like a proud peacock, showing his gorgeous and powerful mental arithmetic ability in front of everyone, but he didn't expect that Xia Jingyun had seen through his ugly ass.

Seeing that he didn't even bring his pen, he lightly reported the correct answer, and there was a burst of exclamations all around.

Looking at Lin Feibai's slightly smug look, Xu Dapeng said incomprehensibly and resentfully: "When did this Lin Feibai become so powerful!" ”

Xia Jingyun smiled, "Brother Boyi, do you want to know how to sleep with an Oiran without spending money?" ”

Xu Dapeng immediately couldn't care about his anger, his face moved, and he hurriedly said: "Gao Yang, teach me!" ”

Xia Jingyun smiled and said, "The tuition fee is one or two silver." ”

Xu Dapeng did not hesitate to take out a small piece of broken silver and put it in Xia Jingyun's hand, and said heroically: "Don't look for it!" ”

Xia Jingyun put the silver in his pocket and stretched out his hand to beckon, motioning for Xu Dapeng to come over with his ear, and whispered in his ear: "Let others treat." ”

"Summer High ......"

Xia Jingyun hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, and apologized to the sudden gazes cast around.

Xu Dapeng also reacted, he didn't dare to make any more trouble, he glared angrily, Xia Jingyun whispered: "Don't worry, I haven't finished talking yet." ”

Xia Jingyun beckoned again, and Xu Dapeng came over honestly again, "Or let the Oiran fall in love with you, and say in private that I will sleep with you if I don't need money." ”

Xu Dapeng, who realized that he had been tricked, gasped for breath in his nostrils, and before he could have a seizure, Xia Jingyun said in a low voice: "Actually, I was answering the doubt you had just now." ”

Xu Dapeng blinked, "What doubts." ”

Xia Jingyun smiled playfully, "It's just the doubt about when this Lin Gongzi became so powerful." ”

Xu Dapeng frowned and thought about what the two had in common, and suddenly his face changed, "You mean they secretly communicate with each other?" ”

Xia Jingyun nodded, "This doesn't need to be said!" ”

When the two of them were playing these few words, Lin Feibai over there had already finished accumulating his strength, and he was ready to present his masterpiece after a little silence.

What he got turned out to be the topic of inspirational.

Under Xia Jingyun's suggestion, Xu Dapeng also understood that the other party was running for Zeng Jimin!

Sure enough, Lin Feibai's next words confirmed Xu Dapeng's guess, and he smiled: "Brother Zize's poem of loving books and persuading students was amazing, and the younger brother was not talented, and he also made peace with a poem of persuasion, hoping that Brother Zize would be elegant." ”

With that, he tapped the folding fan and recited it slowly.

"Young people are easy to learn and old people are hard to achieve, and every inch of time is indispensable.

I didn't feel the spring grass dream of the pond, and the sycamore leaves in front of the steps have autumn sounds. ”

As soon as this poem came out, Xia Jingyun's side immediately sounded a few soft sighs, and then there was a burst of cheers inside and outside the venue.

From the perspective of relevance and literature, this poem can indeed be said to be better than the one by Fang Cai Zeng Jimin.

Although the level of these scholars is not good, they still have the level of appreciation.

......

"Girl, this Lin Gongzi is so powerful, he is also good-looking, and his writing is so good, I feel no worse than those sons we have seen in Tianjing City! I didn't expect to meet such a character in Surabaya Prefecture. ”

The maid stood aside, her eyes lit up with stars.

A trace of disdain flashed in Oiran Ning Bing's eyes, "One embroidered straw bag, I don't have any ability." ”

"Girl, do you have any prejudices against others, aren't they really capable of doing things, how can you say that."

Ning Bing glanced at the maid indifferently, "I slept." ”

Maid:......

"The day after I came to Jiang'an City, he came to sleep non-stop, and I came."

Maid:......

"Is this deep enough?"

The maid was completely speechless.

Ning Bing pursed his mouth again, "It doesn't seem to be too deep." ”