Seeing that there was no more excitement to see, the people eating melons quickly dispersed, what should they do.

Jing Yan asked Jiang Yuqing: "Do you want to learn kung fu?" ”

Jiang Yuqing shook his head: "I like it, but I may not learn it." Because I have to learn medicine from my master, and I have to help my father farm, so I don't have so much time. ”

Dango has a clear plan for the future.

Besides, she is a monk herself, and it is enough for herself. It doesn't matter if you don't learn martial arts or something.

Baoyue Tower is a three-storey brick and concrete structure.

In the middle of the first floor is a large circular platform surrounded by stepped seats. Twenty years ago, the major academies in the capital were specially built for the Fuhui Lundao Conference.

But there are only three days of the year in the Fleur Seminar, and the rest of the time is empty. This has resulted in a great waste of resources.

Later, a smart guy took a fancy to the popularity, venue, and feng shui.

I bought it from the academy, set it up as an auction venue, and did the only business in Beijing, and made countless fortunes.

And because when I bought it, Baoyuelou signed a contract with the major academies in Beijing, and every year from May 15 to May 18, Baoyuelou will be vacated for the academy to hold the Fuyuan Discussion Conference.

This has been the case for decades. It's a win-win situation.

The first day was Wenbi. The host is the country's eunuch banquet and sacrificial wine.

There are a row of five bigwigs sitting on the stage, all of whom are famous Confucians or people in various fields.

The teams of the participating colleges sat around the round high platform, comparing piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and songs. Each sub-project will be decided in the college to determine the top three, and the prizes are rich.

Of course, if there are any guests here who are not convinced, regardless of their status and status, they can challenge any of the top three, and the challenged person must not refuse.

If the challenge is successful, the challenger will immediately have the position and prize of the challenger. The challenged person is not as good as others, and he can only abdicate and make way for Xian.

This is also one of the biggest attractions of the conference.

The talents of the academies on the stage killed "rivers of blood", and Jiang Yuqing in the audience watched it with relish and couldn't take his eyes off it.

When it comes to the "poetry" item. The host hung a masked calligraphy on a display shelf, and then tore the veil.

There was only one big word "grain" on the white paper.

"As we all know, in the past two years, the Hou of Qingzhou first planted sweet potatoes, a high-yield grain variety with a yield of thousands of catties per mu, and last year planted rice with a yield of seven or eight hundred catties per mu.

It has made a great contribution to the increase of grain income in my Great Summer.

Today, we will take grain as the theme and ask for a poem in a pillar of incense. Start now! ”

The ancient talents, sure enough, were good at poetry, and after a while, anonymous five words or seven rules or long poems were written on rice paper and sent to the judging table.

After the judges exchanged their heads and tasted each other, the top three were quickly determined.

But, as in the previous ones, challengers soon emerged.

It's just that the level of these two challenges is not very good, and they quickly lose the battle, which provokes a wave of good-natured ridicule.

At this time, a sharp female voice suddenly came out of a box: "I remember that the Linghui County Lord of the Hou Mansion of Qingzhou is only eight buckets, why don't you let her challenge it." ”

Jiang Yuqing recognized this voice, what was wrong with it, it was Jing Ru who was the pit goods!

Originally, she was quite happy to hear that her father was publicly praised. Hearing this, Dango's smile immediately froze on his face.

Then it cooled down a little bit.

Saying this kind of thing on such an occasion, the fool knows what she is thinking, and Jing Yan on the side also has a black face.

Jiang Yuqingqu tapped his fingers on the table, and a frost quickly condensed in his eyes.

Jing Ru is this is the last time I lost face and didn't lose enough, I want to die again?

Since you seek your own death, then this girl will fulfill you.

Thinking of this, she calmly got up and walked to the terrace, lifted the bead curtain and said loudly towards the box of the Canghe County Palace: "Of course I have no problem."

It's just Lord Jing, why don't you come to challenge the big brothers of the academy yourself, but let me come? .

Oh, I know, did you lose to me last time in the Ronghua Eldest Princess Mansion, you were not convinced, and deliberately wanted me to compete with these talented academy brothers, wanting me to lose face in public.

But obviously, you provoked me first last time, but you lost all your valuable jewelry, and finally ran away crying, but you can't blame me! ”

"Hahahaha" As soon as Jiang Yuqing's words fell, the whole building burst into laughter.

Originally, they were just participating in a poetry meeting, but they never thought that they would eat a big melon like a certain noble girl, which was really unexpected.

This little county lord of the Hou Mansion of Qingzhou is really ...... Plain cute.

"Jiang Linghui, shut up! Don't talk about those who have and don't, just say whether you dare to compare. Jing Ru was annoyed and angry.

Jiang Yuqing said: "I just said it, I can." But I want to compare with you, I just don't know if you wear so much valuable jewelry today. ”

There was another burst of laughter at the scene, and the ladies present that day couldn't stand up with laughter.

Dark Daojing is such a fool, this time it is really hard to leave a belly pocket.

"Lord Linghui, it's better to stay a line in life and work!" It would have been the voice of an exasperated old man.

Jiang Yuqing guessed that Yoma was Jing Ruye's grandfather.

Without waiting for Jiang Yuqing to speak out, Jing Yan took the first step and said: "The king of Canghe County has time to threaten others, why don't you spend more time on managing the younger generations in the family, what kind of occasion is this, she can also mess around." ”

His tone is not high, and his voice is slightly immature but oppressive.

The king of Canghe County heard his voice and didn't dare to make a mistake.

Jiang Yuqing took a step forward, bowed sincerely, and said: "All the Confucians, everyone, teachers, Tian Daren, all the students and brothers of the academy, and all the audience present. Linghui didn't mean to disrupt the venue, I'm sorry, I apologize to everyone. ”

She was small, and she was deliberately provoked, and she apologized sincerely afterwards, which really earned the hearts of the people.

While everyone expressed their understanding, they also expressed their disdain for the culprit.

The reputation of the Canghe County Mansion in Beijing was already average, but after this incident, the reputation fell to the bottom.

When the younger generation does something wrong, he doesn't think about it or say it, and when his family even openly threatens the sufferer, it is really a villain and is looked down upon.

Although there was a little aggrief in the middle of the way, so that the big guy could have fun watching it, the game had to go on.

The banquet wine said: "Linghui County Lord, if you just said that you want to participate in the challenge, can it still count?" ”

Tuanzi said: "A gentleman's word, the four horses are difficult to chase." Nature counts. ”

"Which one are you going to challenge?"

"Then number one!" She shouted to the challenged person again: "The big brother who won first, I'm sorry, I'm going to challenge you." ”

The challenged person was also a gentleman, and arched his hand at her and said, "Please teach the county lord." ”

Seeing this, the banquet wine said to Jiang Yuqing, "That's it, then please ask the county lord to also write a poem with the theme of grain!" ”

Jiang Yuqing said: "Okay." It's just that I just learned to write, and the writing is very ugly, can I read it directly? ”

"Of course, this is a poem, not calligraphy. ”

Jiang Yuqing searched his stomach, and began to pretend to be cheeky again: "The first song is called "Compassion for Nong", and it is ...... at noon on hoe day.

The second song is called ...... Let's call it "Farmhouse"! Hu'er in the middle of the night...... Gu is self-generated. ”

After she finished reading, the whole room fell silent.

Several Confucians were even more short of breath.

One of the most bullish Confucians is the banquet wine his father, the banquet of the old emperor.

The old emperor took the lead in getting up, walked to the middle of the stage trembling slightly, and asked Jiang Yuqing loudly: "Child, can you tell me how you came up with these two poems?" ”

Tuanzi said: "It's not that I thought of it, I looked at it in a fragment book. Because my family is a farmer and lives in the village.

My grandfather would get up before dawn every day, and when he got up, he would call his uncles to get up and go to work in the fields.

If Daddy is at home, he will go to the field with him.

In the past, when my father was not admitted to the lifting of people, his family was very poor, and there was only one cow.

The cow had been raised for many years, and it was too old to walk. Grandpa felt sorry for the oxen, so he asked the uncles and father to pull the plow and plough the field.

When planting rice and other crops, there are a lot of weeds growing in the fields, and when you go to hoe the weeds, the sweat will fall into the ground in bunches. ”

After hearing this, Emperor Yan said three good words for a long time. He thought that Jiang Yuqing just had a good memory, but he never thought that people were completely because this poem was realistic enough.

Although she didn't do it, it is really rare for such a young child to remember the poems and his own farming so clearly.

There was also a lot of discussion all around, saying, no wonder the Marquis of Qingzhou was not in Beijing, and he was still in the heart of the emperor.

Look, the people are the Hou Ye and the old lady of the Hou Mansion, and they still go to the fields to plough in person, so they can grow sweet potatoes with a yield of thousands of catties per mu and rice with a yield of nearly 800 catties per mu.

No matter how old the child of the county lord of Linghui is, she will follow Shimoda and remember everything she has experienced in her mind.

Even when I went to Beijing, I heard that a 3,000-acre high-yield rice was planted on the outskirts of Beijing. What is a Farming Heirloom? This is the cultivation and reading heirloom!

Before Tian Saijiu could say anything, the student who was originally the first place took the initiative to get up and salute and admit defeat: "The county lord is a great talent, and the student is convinced to lose." ”

His gentlemanly style has also won a lot of praise.

Jiang Yuqing scratched his head, a little unsure, and asked Jing Yan: "Little brother, do I want to say that I will concede, and I will concede!" ”

Jing Yan held back a smile and nodded.

Because she was standing at the outermost edge of the terrace, the voice of questioning was not small, and she was milky and cute, which really amused a large number of people.

Tian Saijiu also heard it clearly, and said with a smile: "Lord Linghui, don't accept it, come up and take away the prizes that belong to you!" ”

"Okay, okay, I'll do it!" There are prizes to be won, and Jiang Yuqing is naturally happy.

Under the escort of the little eunuch dressed as a small servant, he opened the door and ran downstairs.

There are more than a dozen stairs above the ground on the high platform in the middle, and each step is set very high.

For a little short leg like Jiang Yuqing, it is very unfriendly.

Seeing that she was struggling to climb, a student couldn't look past it, so he took the initiative to get up and hugged her.

Tuanzi thinks that this little brother is simply an angel. So I thanked him very politely, and the student suddenly thanked him and went down with a red face.

The prize for the "Poetry" item is three unique ancient books.

In the eyes of the reader, such a thing cannot be measured by money, and it is a priceless treasure.

After receiving the prize, she put the book in front of the previous student.

Said very seriously: "Big brother, this book is for you." They were meant to be yours. It's me who snatches love. ”

The first place that people earned by their ability was just messed up by her.

Although it was not her intention, it was not right, and she was weak-hearted.

If you don't do something, you always feel uneasy about your conscience!

The scholar thought that he had missed out on the three ancient books, and he was sorry for it, but he never thought that there would be such an unexpected joy.

Busy thanking him, he took one of them with both hands, carefully put it into the bookcase next to him and said, "The little county lord is better than me, and the two books will be yours." ”

Danzi, after thinking about it, happily accepted it. He thanked him and said, "You are the best!" I can't say that next year you will be on the gold list. ”

The scholar arched his hand at her: "Thank you for the little county lord Jiyan." ”

Jiang Yuqing held the remaining two solitary books and happily returned to the box on the second floor.

He gave one of them to Jing Yan.

Jing Yan didn't lack this thing, in the end, it was a piece of her heart, and she was very happy to put it away.

At noon, there is an hour for everyone to rest and eat. In the afternoon, we will continue with other projects. At the end of the day, I had a good time.