Chapter 43: Talking

At that time, people liked to look at people, and many scholars were around the pavilion, and after hearing the reminder of the servants, they all looked towards Sima Pi and Yu Zhi at this time. Yu Zhi is fifty years old, his appearance is ordinary, and the corners of his mouth are more harsh all year round. Sima Pi is too weak and has a handsome and noble appearance, which is even more eye-catching.

The pavilion on the chapter is not famous, it is called "nameless", and the more it is called, the nameless is better than the famous.

The servant boiled tea in the pavilion, and before Yu Zhi entered the pavilion, he stopped and turned slightly sideways to signal Sima Pi to go first.

The two entered the pavilion, looked at the scenery of Zhangshan Mountain, and then looked around and found that the scholars were scattered around, most of them were chanting poems, paintings, and reciting articles. Acting spontaneously and not being confined to the norm is exactly the common state of Yaji.

Sima Pi raised his eyebrows slightly, hiding a trace of impatience in his eyes, and said: "Jiang You's son has a good reputation. ”

Yu Zhi is in charge of Jiangzhou, and of course he has a good appreciation for the subordinates, "The world is known as the four surnames of Wu County, and the unknown Jiangyou clan is not bad, but it is just a good style, and the reputation is not spread outside."

He beckoned to the people outside the hall, and soon a servant notified Luo, Xiong, Deng, and some local scholars to come over.

Lang Jun, who was more than 20 years old, stood in the pavilion and saluted. Wei Ji saw that Luo Hong, Xiong Qian, Xiong Mao and others were all among them, standing in front of the scholars.

Sima Pi pursed a smile at the corner of his mouth and said, "One side of the water and soil and one side of the people, Fengyi is really extraordinary." ”

Yu Zhi showed the merit of education, and asked a few people on the spot what books they were reading and took the school exam, and the children of the scholar clan answered them one by one, and the scene was very lively. It was a group of children from the poor family who felt hot in their eyes when they saw it, and when they arrived at this kind of elegant gathering, they knew that the difference in identity was so obvious, Yu Zhi was born in the Yingchuan Yu family, and the difference between the scholars and the scholars in his mind was deep-rooted, and he didn't even pinch the corner of his eyes to the disciples of the cold family.

Sima Pi listened to the audience and answered the question, nodded slightly: "I went to Dr. Zhao's mansion a few days ago, and saw that his disciples are all capable of both ability and political integrity, and I don't know if I came here today."

Zhao Lin's position was quite close to the pavilion, and when he heard this, he immediately stood up and saluted: "Fortunately, thanks to the invitation of His Royal Highness, all of them have come." ”

Sima Pi called for them to come too.

The servants obeyed the order and left, and after a while, they called all the soldiers of Zhao Linmen. Wei Luo Huan is the same, but they are still young and only stand at the back of the line. When they arrived at the pavilion, they saluted King Langya and Thorn History.

Yu Zhi swept everyone, frowned first, he could tell from the clothes, Zhao Linmen's subordinates, the scholars and the Hanmen were half each, he was immediately a little dissatisfied in his heart, his face was elongated, he put down the tea bowl, and pointed to a few of the young men in Chinese clothes.

Many of the scholars of the Hanmen blushed, both resentful, but helpless against a high-ranking official like Assassin Shi.

After Yu Zhi ordered a few, he suddenly saw that there were a few underage Lang Jun behind the crowd, who were from the scholar clan at a glance, and then looked carefully, and saw Wei Ji at a glance, and suddenly his eyes flashed brightly.

"What a Fengyi outstanding little Langjun, where is the county?"

All the scholars in front of the pavilion turned their heads and looked at her in unison.

Wei Ji was suddenly named, stepped forward and said, "Return to the envoy, Anyi Wei." ”

Yu Zhi also asked her what she had been reading recently, and then boasted, "You have the style of an ancestor." ”

Wei Ji won his praise without taking a single question, which made the group of poor scholars even more depressed.

Wei Ji noticed the two eyes in the pavilion, Yu Zhi's face was kind, and Sima Pi had a smile on his face, but it seemed to have a faint hint of sarcasm, which made Wei Ji feel awe-inspiring.

Sima Pi said: "Since there are so many Jiangyou scholars here today, wouldn't it be difficult to take the school examination one by one, it is better to have a clear talk and let them show their talents." ”

The wind of clean talk began with the "sound of the beginning", and now it has swept the whole country, and scholars from all over the country have a good comment on clear words, which is a good praise.

Yu Zhi, who was born with four surnames, is of course no stranger to Qing Tan, he sat up straight a little and became a little interested.

Luo Huan suddenly lightly touched Wei Ji's sleeve and said in a very soft voice, "Yudu." ”

Wei Ji heard that something was wrong with his voice, and glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.

There was also a group of scholars standing in front of them, Luo Huan put his face to her ear, and for some reason, his face was slightly red, and said, "Rumors make you have a good male style." ”

Wei Ji shuddered, almost unable to control her expression. She stared at Luo Huan with round eyes.

Luo Huan nodded lightly.

Most of the news of the local scholars will not be false. Wei Ji couldn't cry or laugh, thinking that it was no wonder that she was praised for failing to take the homework, and she suddenly got goosebumps on her body, and took half a step back, eager to hide at the back of the crowd.

Luo Huan saw that she was extremely uncomfortable, thought about it, and hurriedly added: "I am looking for some of the Hanmen Shu clan who are good-looking." ”

Wei Ji was disgusted in her heart, just now I saw that Yu Zhi's attitude towards Shishu was so different, just because he was stubborn and conservative, he didn't expect to behave so despicably in private.

At this time, I heard that Sima Pi and Yu Zhi were arranging for everyone to sit separately. At this time, Qing talk was divided into two factions, "clear" and "turbid", and they were opposed to dialectic. Yu Zhi let Sima Pi choose, Sima Pi resigned, and the land of Jiangzhou was decided by the envoy. Of course, Yu Zhi chose the most talented children of the scholar clan who asked and answered just now, there were almost seven or eight, he rolled his eyes, and nodded at Wei Ji again, "Wei Xiao Langjun." ”

Wei Ji's heart trembled, and she believed what Luo Huan said just now.

probably felt that it was too conspicuous to choose only Wei Ji as a young person, so Yu Zhi ordered Luo Huan next to him.

The servants brought mattresses and placed them in front of the pavilion, and Wei Ji and other selected scholars sat down under the pavilion near the direction of Yu Zhi.

When Luo Hong turned around, he quickly glanced at Wei Ji and said in a low voice: "Yudu is young, sit at the back." ”

Wei Ji and Luo Huan sat behind the children of the Shi clan, and their figures were quickly blocked.

Sima Pi selected from the remaining soldiers, ordered ten people, and sat facing Luo Hong and others, forming two phalanxes.

Yu Zhi asked: "His Royal Highness proposes to talk about it, but there is a problem"

Sima Pi's posture was leisurely, as if he said casually: "Title: Dream, He Ye"

The scholars looked at each other, and they never paid much attention to practice, and they liked to debate and reason. Everyone thought that today's topic would come out of Lao Zhuang's two books, but they didn't expect that King Langya did not take the topic from the book, but directly set up a separate one.

Dreams, why not, this question is not easy.

The scholars of the Shi clan and the Han Sect are now bowing their heads and whispering. Of course, ordinary talk is to express their own opinions, to see who thinks clearly and has profound opinions. But today's situation clearly puts the scholars in comparison with the Hanmen. So it is very rare that the two sides form a group and decide the argument first.

Soon, Luo Hong began to say: "The form of the god does not accept the dream." ”

The Hanmen scholar is the first person to say: "I don't know the dream of the butterfly and the dream of the butterfly"

Wei Ji had also heard a few talks in her previous life, but today's novel and clever solution to the question is refreshing. So Luo Hong took the lead, first arguing that the dream was a thought, and the night was a dream. The Hanmen scholar used the words of Zhuangzi, but the Tao was like a dream.

The two sides quoted scriptures and classics and expressed their own opinions. The children of the scholar clan talked eloquently and were extremely good at arguing, and the children of the poor family were still a little restrained before, but later they were also full of enthusiasm and showed their talents.

Wei Ji was still in the diaphragm at first, and she heard about Yu Zhi just now, but then gradually heard it and became a god. She and Luo Huan were younger than the other scholars, so they didn't need to participate in the conversation, which could be seen as a learning opportunity.

The conversation lasted for two hours, and the two sides had dealings with each other, but it was difficult to distinguish between them.

Yu Zhi originally thought that the scholars would win, but he didn't expect that Zhao Lin's corporal was really not bad, he had a deep foundation in Confucianism, and he was not inferior at all when talking about scriptures and mysteries. There are several key points, and it can even be seen that what they have learned is more solid than that of the children of the scholar clan. He calmly looked at the scholars, and after the scholars finished speaking, he suddenly said, "Okay, today's Qing talk will end here." ”

The children of the poor family were helpless, and the few people who originally wanted to argue had to stop fighting.

Only then did the scholars feel tired, and Yu Zhi waved his hand to let the scholars disperse, and they could play at the wild banquet in Zhangshan.

The servants of each family brought the food boxes at this time. Xie Xuan came over at this time, and still invited Wei Ji Luo Huan to come over, and of course Luo Huan agreed. Wei Ji wanted to refuse, but out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly noticed that Yu Zhi waved to say something to the servants beside her, and her eyes glanced at her as if she was nothing.

Wei Ji chuckled in her heart and urged Xie Xuan: "Let's go, where do you say to eat?"

Xie Xuan was a little happy to see her change of attitude, and pointed to the foothills not far away, where there were mat blankets on the ground, and several food boxes were placed on them.

Wei Ji and Luo Huan and a few other little Langjun followed over, and sat around with Xie Xuan to eat.

Xie Xuan was watching the conversation just now, and Yu Zhi intended to let him go to the pavilion to talk, but he politely refused. The local scholars have a very good impression of him, Xie Xuan is already quite famous, known as Xie Jialang of Zhilan Yushu, it is very easy for him to be in the limelight today, but he is low-key, and the local scholars will certainly accept him.

Luo Huan had a great conversation with him.

Xie Xuan put a plate of golden silk jujubes in front of Wei Ji. Wei Ji didn't want to spoil the atmosphere of the banquet, so she picked one up and ate it. Xie Xuan saw that her attitude was soft, and put several snacks in the food box in front of her.

After eating, the time has passed, the sun is sinking in the west, and the sunset can be seen in the distance on Zhang Mountain falling into the mountains.

The branches are swaying, the spring breeze is cold, the scholars are up, and the elegant collection has always left some poems and paintings, so a group of people are scattered between the foothills, climb high and look far away, and observe the beautiful scenery.

Luo Huan and the others were also going to join in the fun, Xie Xuan asked Wei Ji what he was going to do, and Wei Ji said, "Go back to the ox cart to rest." ”

Luo Huandu said that she didn't understand the elegance, but Wei Ji waved her hand in a chic manner and said, "Go quickly, tell me what poems you have done." ”

Xie Xuan asked, "But the wind blew just now, and you felt unwell, and your face was a little bad." ”

Since the last time Wei Ji and him bluntly said that they were bored, Xie Xuan's face was embarrassed, and his heart was even more panicked, and when his heart cooled down, he only felt that Wei Ji was really rude. Xie Xuan admitted that he hadn't done anything wrong, but he was treated coldly by Wei Ji several times, but the more angry he was in private, the more he cared about it. When I saw Wei Ji today, I couldn't help but pay attention to her.

Wei Ji shook her head, said in a light tone, said nothing, didn't say anything more to him, and went down the mountain road to find his own ox cart.

She had only walked a short distance before a servant greeted her with a smile on his face, "But Wei Xiaolangjun"

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Chapter 44: Wrestling

Wei Ji recognized him at a glance as the servant who had been summoned into the pavilion just now, and at this time, he had a smile on his face, and his eyes and mouth were all slit, and he was extremely flattering.

Wei Ji listened to Luo Huan's reminder, and her heart tightened, and she didn't go to the mountains with everyone just now because she had the idea of dodging, thinking that she would go to rest on the ox cart first, and leave with the scholars after sunset.

The servant saw Wei Ji frowning, her face was white, and she looked like a jade, even those who were powdered were not as good as her, and from the servant's closer glance just now, she knew that this Wei Xiaolangjun was not powdered, and the quality was natural. It's no wonder that Thorn Shi is itchy and wants to call someone to take a look.

"Wei Xiaolangjun, make you cherish Xiaolangjun's talent, please go over and talk about it."

Wei Ji's scalp was numb, and her brain was spinning rapidly, According to Luo Huan, Yu Zhi used to look for all the Hanmen Shu clan, and she shouldn't want to cause trouble because of her good male style, and from this point of view, she should be safe. But just in case, her true identity is the biggest hidden danger, and she can't afford to take risks.

Wei Ji made up her mind, raised her chin slightly, and said, "So that you will naturally obey, but I have to go to the toilet first." ”

The attendant was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Wei Ji to say such a sentence, and suddenly he couldn't laugh or cry, and pointed to a forest behind the foot of the mountain, where the servant had already set up a tent and a curtain, and said, "Xiao Langjun went in the wrong direction, and he was there." ”

Wei Ji turned around and walked back, suddenly with a certain footstep, and turned her head to glare at the servant, "What are you doing with me?"

The servants are also habitual, and they used to keep an eye on those Xiao Langjun for the assassin history, but this Wei Xiaolang Jun in front of him was from the scholar clan, and he smiled with him: "The villain is afraid that Xiao Langjun will not recognize the way." ”

Wei Ji raised her chin slightly and said, "And wait here." ”

The servant knew that these scholars had always been above the top and acted arrogantly, so he hurriedly agreed, stared at Wei Jiao's back for a moment, and stood in place waiting.

Wei Ji came to the tent in the woods, incense was lit outside, and there were servants guarding outside the tent, and when she saw Wei Ji coming, she was about to open the tent, when she suddenly saw Wei Ji turn around and go around to the back.

The servant wondered, and deliberately reminded that there was no road behind, and saw that Wei Ji had already walked directly into the depths of the woods.

Wei Ji walked into the forest for a while, and there was no one else around. Scholars do not go to these secluded corners when they play, and they usually watch the scenery on the side of the mountain road. Wei Ji thought about bypassing from behind the foothills, and when she went back, she was almost time to go down the mountain, so she fooled her with the excuse of getting lost, and Yu Zhi couldn't keep an eye on her. Unexpectedly, she went around the forest but did not find the mountain road, and she couldn't help but be a little anxious.

At this time, the sky is gradually darkening, fortunately, the sun sets in the west mountain, and the afterglow reflects the clouds, and you can see the west when you look up.

Wei Ji came to a stone slope, one zhang high, she climbed the stone to climb up, with all her strength, finally climbed to the slope, looked down, but was a sigh, it turned out that she came to the mountain back slope steep, not far below there is a flat slope that protrudes outward, it is an excellent viewing place on Zhang Mountain, but the slope is a cliff, very dangerous.

Wei Ji looked at the distance and was thinking about how to climb down, when she suddenly saw two people turning out from behind the flat slope, thinking that there was a mountain road behind the flat slope, but she couldn't see it clearly from her point of view.

Wei Ji was overjoyed, and was about to wave and shout, when she suddenly felt familiar, and her voice was held in her throat.

It was actually Sima Pi and Yu Zhi who came.

The two walked to the side of the flat slope, the sunset between the distant mountains still left the last trace of afterglow, Yu Zhi stood still, turned his back, as if to say something, Sima Pi's face was cold, and his eyes looked at him coldly.

The wind was strong in the mountains, and Wei Jiao's location was above, so he didn't hear their conversation, and only the sound of the wind was like crying in his ears.

Just looking at the faces of the two people, you know that the conversation is not pleasant.