Zeng Hou's protégés are really a lot, and in the afternoon of waiting, there was an endless stream of Confucian scholars who came to visit the Jiang Pavilion, and the vast majority of them were of the elite class, and they were all figures with heads and faces in Jiangnan.

Even though Song Che's family is wealthy, in the eyes of these Confucian scholars, he is also a layman, let alone a group of "unpopular" women.

Gradually, the sky is darkening at night, and the moon rises tomorrow.

"Liu Tanhua, the old man has been relieved until the night, your poetry should be great at this time, right?" Zeng Hou asked loudly.

The hall is full of Confucian students, all waiting for poems to come.

"Then, the late life will be ugly." Liu Xinnan walked to the fence, looked at the moon, took a deep breath, was silent for a moment, and sang lightly: "This poem is called "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night". ”

Yes, it is the famous poem "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night", which is the only poem that overwhelms the whole Tang Dynasty, and only this poem can be invincible.

"Huh...... The horizontal hall and the vertical hall are like little songs that can only be sung by courtesans in Qinglou. As soon as many people heard the name of the poem, they ridiculed it.

Nangong Yue reprimanded coldly: "What are you making noise? Listen to it and it's guaranteed to surprise you. ”

Liu Xinnan read: "The tide of the Spring River is even with the sea, the bright moon on the sea is born together, and the waves are thousands of miles, where is the spring river without the moon...... Who first saw the moon on the riverside, when did Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year, life has been infinite from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar every year...... The oblique moon sinks into the sea fog, the stone Xiaoxiang infinite road, I don't know how many people return to the moon, and the falling flowers shake the river trees. ”

Whether it is artistic conception or charm, this song "Spring River Flower Moon Night" is the best in the world, and the last "Jieshi Xiaoxiang Infinite Road" is in line with the theme of "Xiaoxiang Academy", so that the listener is fascinated, and he is relieved after waking up!

Zeng Hou clenched his fists tightly, this poem may not be able to be written in his lifetime.

After the entire Linjiang Pavilion was silent for a moment, Liu Boyong coughed lightly twice, walked up to Zeng Hou and the Confucian scholars of Lingyin Academy, bowed, and sighed:

"Teacher, in this game, Xiaoxiang Academy has won."

"Impossible!" Zeng Hou was furious, "The old man doesn't believe that she can make such wonderful poems with a yellow-haired girl, she must have plagiarized a famous family!" ”

Liu Xinnan didn't speak, she really couldn't write this poem, so she was not qualified to talk about it.

Song Che, who hadn't spoken all day, slowly stood up from his seat and said: "If this poem is a famous poem and has already been circulated all over the world, you are all readers, how can you not know who the flowers are?" ”

In this era, there is no Zhang Ruoxu, Mr. Zhang Dacai.

"The old man is not convinced, and he compares again-"

"That's enough."

Song Che refuted coldly, glanced at the Confucian scholars and said: "I will agree to compete with your academy, not to win you, but to let the world's scholars know that women are not inferior to men, and they also have the right to be educated;

I also want to tell you, even if Xiaoxiang Academy loses today, it will open as usual, and you can't manage it, and you are not qualified to manage it. ”

"Megalomaniacs!"

"Arrogance?" Song Che laughed, "If you have capital, you can naturally be arrogant!" He glanced at Liu Boyong again and said coldly: "Lord Liu, why don't you tell him that the current emperor is my brother?" ”

Liu Boyong wiped the cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and helplessly faced Zeng Hou and the other Confucians, "Teacher, Dean Cao, Boss Song is by no means an ordinary businessman, but a peerless national warrior of the Great Liang, and today you have appreciated the "Linjiang Pavilion Preface" for an afternoon is from him!" ”

Zeng Hou's cheeks were flushed, but he didn't know how to refute.

"Let's go, I'm hungry after I go home and eat."

Song Che greeted, flicked his sleeves, and walked down the Linjiang Pavilion with all the family members.

……

The news that Xiaoxiang Academy was better than Lingyin Academy soon spread all over Hangzhou City, and even across the country.

On the second day, the academy, which was originally unattended, was like a morning market, and both ordinary and powerful people sent their daughters to enroll.

The initial limit of 300 places has been expanded to 500, and Nangong Yue and these female teachers can be regarded as busy.

Song Che seems to have accomplished another meaningful thing.

In the following days, I was still not ashamed or impatient.

Time flashed, it was already May, and the strong summer atmosphere shrouded the city of Hangzhou, and the day of the Splendid Conference was getting closer and closer.

Many embroidery teams from other places have also arrived in Hangzhou one after another, including the eighteen Hunan embroideries of Qin Huaiyu and Song Linger.

Suzhou embroidery, Shu embroidery, Hunan embroidery, Guangdong embroidery, Guangzhou embroidery, Lu embroidery, Beijing embroidery...... The embroidery team from all over the world is expected to exceed 150!

Hangzhou City, can be lively!

Shen Wenjun, but he made a difficulty!

"Husband, husband, what do you say we should do, there are more than 80 of us in Jiangnan Suzhou embroidery!"

Originally, the splendid conference was in Chengdu, the Central Plains used to pass through Shu, the mountain road was rugged and not easy to walk, and now it is open in Hangzhou, south of the Yangtze River, which extends in all directions, and the embroidery girl with two brushes naturally came.

"Isn't it good to have too many people? It shows that my beam is gorgeous, the mountains and rivers are splendid, and the prosperous era is peaceful. ”

"Yes...... But I boasted about Haikou at the beginning, all the embroidery girls who came to participate in the splendid conference, all the food and accommodation were covered by our family, how did I know that so many people would come? Shen Wenjun sighed: "I don't care about this room and board fee, I'm even more afraid that there are too many people and the hospitality is not good, after all, this is the first time we have created such a grand event;

Also, so many people are competing together, even if our Su embroidery can come out on top, I'm afraid that we will be chewed on the root of our tongue and say something insider. ”

Song Che said with a smile: "Who called Mrs. Song so arrogant at the beginning, the Haikou she boasted about had to be fulfilled with tears." ”

"You!"

Shen Wenjun glared at him and snorted, "I'll go to Yu'er to complain, saying that his father bullied his mother." ”

"Hey, hey, if you have something to do, just use our son as a shield, my glorious image as a father will be ruined by you."

Song Che dragged her back into his arms and comforted: "Okay, okay, isn't it just a matter of food and accommodation?" There are so many restaurants and inns in Hangzhou, I sell them face, promise to advertise them, let them name and sponsor the Splendid Conference, give some discounts on food and accommodation, and win-win together, won't the problem be solved?

There are more than 200 splendor, only one award is definitely not enough, we might as well set a few more rankings, for example, there are three first prizes, seven second prizes, fifteen third prizes, and then what is the best newcomer award, the most potential award, the best artistic conception award and the like, the problem is not solved? ”

After hearing this, Shen Wenjun's sorrow suddenly disappeared, and he said with a smile: "Dare to be good, dare to be good!" ”

"In the future, you can't hurt his father and me in front of Yu'er, you have to tell him that his father is a fierce and fearless man!"

"You are clearly the right ...... is detailed"

Well?

That's too much.

Song Che picked up his wife and wanted to give her some color to see.

"Sir, sir! Oh no, no......"

Jiading Akun rode a bicycle and hurriedly ran to shout, but when he saw the old man, Mrs. You, Nong, and I, hurriedly covered his eyes.

Don't fall off the faucet with both hands?

"Ouch!"

He plunged headlong into the ditch.