Everyone is emotional, and there is a great tendency to open a mountain and build a temple soon!

Lu Shen yawned with a smile: "This Mei Sheng is also a big fool. ”

Cui Yingluo glared: "Hugh has to talk nonsense." ”

Liu Chen was already deflated, and only Xue Shao was left at the moment.

"Brother Xue, what do you see here?"

Xue Shao secretly gave him a look: "Don't worry, since martial arts can't work, then come to the text, I don't believe in my dignified academy, can you still lose to him in terms of literary spirit?" ”

Xue Shao gave a look, Sun Le stood up again, and bowed respectfully to Mei Shan: "Mei Sheng's literary spirit is unparalleled, and a word made us pause." ”

"Now that the scholars of Qiantang have gathered together, I think there must be many people who want to show their romance in front of Mei Sheng."

Meishan said with a smile: "When everyone talks about the Tao, the tone will be even hotter, and it should be so." ”

Sun Le said: "Mei Sheng, since the establishment of Xue Shan's Academy, my Academy of Literature has taught students according to their aptitude and widely accepted the public, and His Majesty has repeatedly invited the mountain chief to enter Beijing to give lectures to His Royal Highness. ”

Meishan nodded: "Xue Shanchang has indeed made a lot of contributions in Qiantang over the years, and all the saints of the Temple of Literature have seen this matter, and His Majesty has often praised it." ”

Meishan's words made Xue Shao excited, what can be better than letting the saints of the Temple of Literature praise, as long as he doesn't make any big mistakes, then maybe he will be a saint of the Temple of Literature in the future.

Xue Shao hurriedly got up: "Mei Sheng's praise, the juniors are panicking." ”

Mei Shan waved his hand: "Chief Xueshan, since Sun Le said that Qiantang is romantic, and everyone is here today, let Mei also see your Qiantang romance." ”

Xue Shao's heart was settled, and he glanced at Sun Le, Sun Le smiled and said: "The victory of the literary spirit of the Academy of Literature belongs to my junior brother Bai Pu. ”

"Bai Pu? Can you be present? ”

In the crowd, Bai Pu, dressed in white, stood up, in his twenties, suave and suave.

At the moment, he bowed respectfully to Mei Sheng, and said: "Mei Sheng is above, and the younger generation will learn to write a new poem, and ask the sage to decide." ”

Bai Pu looked at everyone and said proudly:

"A plum branch in Shinjuku, Linlen flowers bloom spontaneously.

I don't know the snow from afar, just like an old man. ”

"Good!"

Sun Le was the first to applaud.

Meishan nodded slightly: "Hmm." ”

Bai Pu saw that Mei Shan's reaction was cold, and he was a little anxious: "Mei Sheng, I still have a song here, please ask the sage for guidance." ”

"Sword flowers are not flowers, scattered from the end of the world.

A sword floats away, and flying flowers caress thousands of homes. ”

"This is what I did when I watched a swordsman."

"Huh!" Mei Shan's face trembled: "That's all for making poems." ”

Bai Pu hurriedly retired.

Sun Le beckoned again, and a middle-aged man in green clothes walked out: "The saint is on top, and the last thing Zhang Han learns is lyrics and songs." ”

"The land of Guling, the cross-bridge is broken, the mountains and rivers are vast, there are sages for more than 100 years, the text can carry the road, the martial arts can be romantic, a shot will cut the cold, and the thousands of years of romance will be seen today."

After speaking, Zhang Han looked at Meishan excitedly, and Meishan coughed lightly: "You still need to temper more." ”

Seeing that Sun Le still wanted to call someone, Meishan hurriedly said: "The poetry is over, since it is the study of literature and Taoism, I don't know how the literati are?" ”

Sun Le was just about to praise himself, but he thought of being injured by Lu Shenwen last time, and suddenly wilted.

Xue Shao saw that Sun Le didn't move, and immediately said: "Mei Sheng, there are a few people in my Academy of Literature who are unparalleled in their humanity. ”

"Zhang Bing, Yao Yuan, Gao Ju, these three people are already second-grade Wenqi."

Mei Shan nodded: "The second-grade literary spirit is already good in Qiantang County, and the highest person in my Jinling County is only the fourth-grade literary temperament, which is still the result of me being a literary saint." ”

The three people walked out of the audience and bowed respectfully to Mei Shan: "I've seen Mei Sheng." ”

Mei Shan looked at the three of them and nodded with satisfaction: "The second grade is gentle, not bad, concentrate on cultivation, and the third grade is just around the corner." ”

As soon as he heard Meishan say this, Sun Le suddenly had an idea, and muttered in Xue Shao's ear in a low voice, Xue Shao frowned: "Can this work?" ”

"Mountain Chief, this is the only good opportunity, no matter how powerful Lu Shen is, can he still defeat three enemies with one enemy?"

Xue Shao hesitated slightly.

Sun Le said: "Mountain chief, don't miss the opportunity and don't come again." ”

"Besides, didn't Lu Shen plagiarize the poem, now that Mei Sheng is in front, his old man will definitely be able to hear the source of this poem."

Xue Shao was overjoyed: "That's right, it makes sense!" ”

Xue Shao felt a pang in his heart, and said to Meishan: "Mei Sheng, there is actually a person in my Qiantang County who is humane, but I don't know if this person is interested in showing his style in front of the saint." ”

"Oh?" Mei Shan smiled: "Who is this person?" ”

"Lu Shen!"

"Mei Sheng, Lu Shen has a hundred poems and essays, and his literary spirit is unparalleled, if he can show his literary talents, I think he will definitely be able to add icing on the cake."

Everyone looked at Xue Shao's fingers, and saw that between the two unparalleled elegance, Lu Shen was immersed in tasting pastries, and two women, one on the left and one on the right, chatted with him from time to time.

Damn, envy people!

Cui Yingluo was slightly stunned when she saw everyone looking over, and nodded at Lu Shen: "Lu Shen, call you." ”

Lu Shen raised his head, looked at everyone with bulging cheeks, and his eyes were confused: "What's wrong?" ”

"Looks like it's called you."

"I should have called you."

Lu Shen looked at the stage and saw that everyone was looking at him, and couldn't help but be stunned: "Who are you?" ”

Cui Million smiled and said, "Lu Shen, Sage Mei is asking you about making poems." ”

Lu Shen was stunned: "Make a poem? This, there are so many literati in this literary academy, so I won't be ugly. ”

Sun Le said playfully with his eyes: "Don't, Lu Shen, who in Qiantang doesn't know about your hundred poems about fighting wine, now that the saint is in front, this is a rare opportunity." ”

Xue Shao on the side coughed lightly: "Lu Shen, there are no classes in the Academy of Literature, there are many heroes in Qiantang, now that the saint has come, you can write a poem, so that the world can see the literary atmosphere of our Qiantang." ”

Gong Luoyan and Cui Yingluo couldn't help but glance at each other, and couldn't help but secretly say that it was not good, who is this Meishan, there are twelve points in the world, and there is one of them, what if Lu Shen's plagiarized poems happen to be heard by him?

The anxiety on the faces of the two women happened to be seen by Liu Hao, he rolled his eyes, and said to Mei Shan: "Mei Sheng, when Lu Shen was fighting wine and writing a hundred poems, Yuan Danqiu of the Academy of Literature also happened to be present, and I was also there at that time. ”

"Oh? Yuan Danqiu? ”

Xue Shao hurriedly explained: "Mei Sheng, Danqiu was in retreat a few days ago to study the Confucian classics. ”

Liu Hao hurriedly said: "Mei Sheng, at that time, Lu Shen was a poem made by fighting wine with a group of women in the Cui Building, and it was also known as a hundred poems, I think there must be a fake in it." ”

Meishan was stunned: "Looking for fun? ”

Liu Hao said: "That's right, Lu Shen has always liked to play in the flower street and the flower boat, and whenever he is happy, he will make poems and lyrics. ”

Mei Shan's face changed slightly: "There is still such a thing?!" ”

Liu Hao saw that Meishan's face was incredible, and the opportunity to secretly say was coming, so he immediately added fuel and vinegar, and clearly depicted how Lu Shen was drunk and how arrogant he was there.

"Lu Shen is so brilliant in his writing, he openly touched a woman's hand, as a Confucianist, he is so ridiculous, it's insulting!"

Everyone listened to Liu Hao's narration of Lu Shen's every move in the Cui Building, and the delicate description made Cui Yingluo and Gong Luoyan, who were sitting next to Lu Shen, couldn't help but look sideways: "Lu Shen, are you still rubbing?" ”

Lu Shen rolled his eyes: "Am I that kind of person?" ”

After Liu Hao finished speaking, the sad look on his face was unobstructed; "Mei Sheng, there is nothing wrong with being a literati, but Lu Shen is so dissolute, it's a bit of a grandstanding, a person who only knows how to please the women of the Qinglou, even if there are a hundred poems?"

Meishan nodded and turned to Lu Shen: "Lu Shen, do you have something to say?" ”

Lu Shen shook his head: "There's nothing to say." ”

Cui Yingluo was anxious: "Why don't you quibble?" ”

"That's it, big fool?" Gong Luoyan glared.

Meishan was silent.

Seeing this, Liu Chen, who was sitting on the side, slowly stood up: "Mei Sheng, this official is the county guard of Qiantang, and I often hear people talk about the beautiful sound in the Qiantang River and the land of Flower Street. ”

"And now these places are even more high-hanging poems, and the scholars of Qiantang County all go to these places where the boat owners of Flower Street are, and the atmosphere of Qiantang is no longer what it used to be."

Mei Shan looked surprised: "There is such an effect?!" ”

Liu Chen hurriedly said: "Xiaguan's sentence is true, if the saint doesn't believe it, you can ask Miss Ping'er in Cuilou." ”

Mei Shan looked over, and a beautiful woman in the crowd stood up with a smile: "I've seen Mei Sheng." ”

Meishan snorted: "Lu Shen can leave a hundred poems in the Cui Building?" ”

Ping'er nodded and said, "That's right, Mr. Lu did leave a hundred poems." ”

Meishan just hummed for a while, and there was no follow-up.

Lu Shen looked at everyone, and immediately laughed angrily: "You have to pay attention, be careful that I sue you for slander." ”

Meishan looked at Lu Shen: "Lu Shen, what these people say is the truth?" ”

Lu Shen spread his hands helplessly: "That's true." ”

"Do you have anything to say?"

"There is nothing to say."

Mei Shan hummed again, and turned to look at Xue Shao: "I already know this matter in my heart, but since this Lu Shen is talented, let's give him a chance to see how his tone is." ”

Xue Shao hurriedly said to Zhang Bing, Yao Yuan, and Gao Ju: "Don't you want to ask Lu Shen for advice together, why don't you start?" ”

Zhang Bing and the three of them glanced at each other, and they all stepped forward, and on the three of them, there was a faint momentum that was slow and magical: "Your Excellency, please advise!" ”