Although Xiaoqing was angry in his heart, he thought that Qiao Chen'an was just prostituting himself during the day, but he did not show up directly and recklessly, and secretly thought to himself that he might as well follow him first, and reappear when Qiao Chenan wanted to do that reckless thing, so that he could catch his evil deeds on the spot, and it could be regarded as evidence, and then it would be up to him to see how he quibbled.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help showing a shallow smile, and he felt a burst of pride, this time he was finally able to catch the other party's ugly deeds, and it could be regarded as revenge for the humiliation of being caught stealing silver, and quietly followed.

Qiao Chenan didn't know that he would be mistaken for a prostitute by Xiaoqing, and he also wanted to take this opportunity to teach him a lesson, if he knew Xiaoqing's thoughts at this time, he was afraid that he would immediately swear to the sky, even if he was a human being in two lives, he had never done such a thing once, and he would definitely greatly wronged a good person.

But if you think about it, Xiaoqing's temperament will never believe him.

Qiao Chen'an was not hindered all the way, and he didn't feel it when he was on the lakeside, but after boarding the boat at this moment, he found that the scale of the painting boat under his feet was huge, several times that of other similar boats.

On the wide deck, there is no human figure, and the sound of a silk bamboo orchestra comes from the attic in the boat, like a cry, long and moving, making people feel refreshed and happy.

Qiao Chen'an didn't stop, went straight into the boat, followed the faintly heard voice to the third floor, turned the corner, and saw that there were no less than dozens of scholars gathered in a hall in the center, divided into two factions, Qiao Chen'an looked, only to see that there were many familiar faces among the group of scholars on the left, presumably students from several academies in Hangzhou, but at this moment, these people's faces were not very good, on the contrary, the group of scholars on the right side of the hall looked calm, with a little contempt between their expressions.

In addition to the dozens of people in this hall, the walls on both sides of this hall have been removed, connecting several other halls, and at a glance, all of them are scholars dressed as scholars, and it seems that these dozens of people are the candidates elected by the two parties.

Qiao Chen thought about it for a while, and he probably made a judgment in his heart, but at this time, everyone's attention was in the main hall, and no one noticed him for a while.

Qiao Chen'an slowly came to the place where all the scholars in Hangzhou City gathered, and looked intently at the two groups of people in that scene.

Xiaoqing came here with Qiao Chen'an, and also found a relatively hidden location in case she was discovered by the latter, but after seeing the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but hesitate a little in her heart, how could there be so many scholars gathered here, could it be that this guy didn't come to do that kind of thing?

At this time, a tall young man came out of a group of scholars on the right, saluted the scholars of Hangzhou Academy, and said: "In Xia Liu Ming, he is a person from Baiyuan Academy in Zhuzhou City, and the younger brother is not talented, but he thinks that he still has some attainments in poetry and articles, so he wants to ask you for advice." The word "rain" is the intention. ”

It's just that although he is polite, there is no respect in his expression, on the contrary, there seems to be a trace of contempt in his eyebrows, and he said: "The rain is steaming and the clouds are dark, and the sunset is thick, and the fragrance of flowers in the courtyard is thick." The inscription poem is under the north window of the pen, and this effort is repaid. ”

Liu Mingyi chanted a poem, arched his hand to the students of Hangzhou Academy, and said, "It's ugly." Although Liu Ming's poem is not a world-class masterpiece, it is a perfect artistic conception and the words are appropriate, which can be called a masterpiece, and all eyes are looking at the scholars in Hangzhou opposite.

After all the scholars in Hangzhou heard Liu Ming's poem, they all frowned and thought, they had lost in yesterday's competition, but today they can't be suppressed in any way, otherwise, the signboard of Hangzhou Academy is afraid that it will be destroyed, which is naturally not what everyone wants to see.

A moment later, a young gentleman came out of the crowd and came to the middle of the field, and chanted: "The cold night is rainy, and thunder is everywhere. Ask you what you think, there are old people in Nanshan. ”

Qiao Chenan has a vague impression of this person, it seems that he is a student of another small academy in Hangzhou, known as a talented scholar, so he finally took over the other party's game, although this poem is not as good as the one made by Liu Ming in terms of artistic conception and language, but it is rare to be able to do it in a hurry.

This test of poetry and poetry is not only a verification of a person's true talent in the womb, but also a test of everyone's impatience.

That Liu Ming was not surprised to see that someone could face him, it seemed that he had expected it, in fact, who could represent the competition between the scholars of a city, which one did not have some real skills, and it was impossible to defeat the opponent in one or two rounds, so after a little thought, he chanted again: "Tonight, on the fifteenth night of August, the cold rain is unpleasant." Where is the frost, Wushan crosses the water and clouds. ”

Although the rhetoric of this poem is not as ornate as the first poem, the artistic conception is much higher.

After thinking for a while, Fang of Hangzhou Academy walked out, with slightly dark skin and a tall figure, but it was Ning Caichen, who only listened to him: "Jinshu Xiaoxiao Hotel is empty, sit and watch Shu Ye Xiaojie red." Thousands of miles away from the clouds, the wild goose is in the smoke and rain. ”

This poem is much stronger than the previous one, and it is not worse than Liu Ming's work, but the other party's poet is only Liu Ming, but Hangzhou Academy has changed two people, and anyone with a discerning eye knows that it has fallen behind.

Liu Ming didn't say anything, only smiled slightly, and then opened his mouth and chanted again, Hangzhou Academy is two people against one, and they have taken advantage, but in any case, it is not good to send a third person, otherwise, even if they win this game, they can't say anything on their faces.

That Liu Ming seemed to have real talent, but after a few rounds, Ning Caichen and the previous person were defeated, and there was no poetry to oppose.

Liu Ming smiled casually and returned to his seat, after Ning Caichen returned to his seat, listening to the laughter from the opposite side, his face was ugly, and he apologized: "I am incompetent, but I have disgraced our academy." ”

The rest of the people connected to each other, knowing that the group of people on the other side was afraid that they were not prepared, otherwise, with the wisdom of one person, how could they chant a few masterpieces in a short period of time, not to mention, that Liu Ming was not very famous before this, and he was not a person with a good reputation.

But this is just their speculation, even if it is true, they have no evidence in hand, and what they say will only be looked down upon by uninformed people in vain, and they think that they are not comparable to each other, and they dare not admit it, so they come up with this kind of indiscriminate means to slander each other, and at that time, they are really speechless, and the yellow mud falls into the crotch of their pants - not is.

In the next few competitions, Bai Yuan Academy's side changed several people to the field, and almost everyone in Hangzhou Academy was powerless, and their faces were black and ashamed.

At this time, the opponent on the field was a short man, less than five feet old, rat-eyed rabbit lips, his appearance was not flattering, and he couldn't help but sneer: "I have always heard that Hangzhou scholars are knowledgeable, and there have been more handsome people since ancient times, Kyushu is famous, I never thought that it would be better to meet than to be famous, it turned out that what was said outside was just some rumors...... Hey!" The sarcasm between the words was self-evident.

When the people of Baiyuan Academy heard this, they immediately laughed unscrupulously, the people of these academies were all instructed by the dean when they came, and this trip must severely demoralize the morale of Hangzhou Academy, it is best to suppress them so that they can't raise their heads, and even the academy can no longer recruit disciples, so it's good to close the door.

These students have been reciting the Four Books and Five Classics at home since they were children, and how do they know that behind the competition in this academy, the two parties above the court today, and even the struggle between the two factions, as the courtiers of the Son of Heaven, although it seems to be infinitely beautiful, but in fact it is infinitely dangerous, like a popular boat, and it is in danger of capsizing at any time.

Hugh looks proud of the scenery now, but I don't know how many members have died inexplicably in the struggle of the court, so almost everyone has a few friends of their own in the court, supporting each other and becoming a faction. But people are not immortal saints, and there will be a time when they will grow old, once they step back and the power in their hands is not there, they will be yin by the enemy at any time, and their death will be unknown and unknown.

Therefore, before these people stepped down from their official positions, they had already found a way out for themselves to ensure the safety of their homes, otherwise, they would not even be able to sleep peacefully.

Moreover, most of the academies in the world are retreated Confucians, and the courtiers run them are their retreat.

There are factions in the court, and there are naturally among the academies. And the current competition between the academies is just a microcosm of the struggle between the courts.

But who of these people here understands this?

After hearing the other party's words, Ning Caichen seemed to be angry in his heart, his face turned red, and he argued: "Hmph, if Brother Chen'an is here, how can it be your turn to be arrogant here!?"

As soon as this remark came out, the students of Hangzhou Academy should have been, and they echoed it again and again, Qiao Chen'an showed amazing talent when he first arrived in Hangzhou, defeated Zhang Mingcheng in Yuezhou, and was later accepted as a disciple by Wang Lizhi, therefore, he was privately called "the first talent in Hangzhou", and this name is obviously a recognition and respect for his talent in his chest.

Of course, although there are many people who nodded in agreement, they don't think that Qiao Chen'an can turn the situation around here, no matter how talented he is, he can defeat one person, two people, is it possible to defeat dozens of scholars on the other side with his own strength?

When Ning Caichen talked about Qiao Chen'an, his face couldn't help flashing a trace of pain, Qiao Chen'an worked hard to accompany him back to his hometown, and managed to save his wife's life, he had already regarded it as a brother in life and death, who expected that heaven is impermanent, such a talented person would be in the disaster of Jingci Temple, was killed by demons, it was really jealous of the talent. What's more, it has been missing for two months, but I'm afraid that it will be more than lucky.

After the short young man heard Ning Caichen's words, he smiled and said indifferently: "That Qiao Chen'an has a bit of a reputation, but it's a pity that he is already a dead ghost, even if he is still alive, according to me, he is just a wasted person!

Xiaoqing, who was hiding on the side and watching the excitement, saw his sneering appearance, and felt a sense of disgust and disgust in his heart for no reason, and secretly said that this person would win, but his mind was really inferior, and he didn't look like a scholar, he really embarrassed the reader of Daxia, rolled his eyes, and waved his jade hand lightly.

The short scholar was laughing proudly, but suddenly he screamed, a shallow slap mark appeared on his cheek, and he covered his face and shouted, "Who hit me!?"

After screaming for a long time, he saw that a group of people were all looking at him with strange eyes, and there was no shadow of a person around him, but this slap was really received, it was really a hell of a thing, could it be that he was nervous? frowned and rubbed his cheeks, and secretly said that he was unlucky, so he had to admit that he was unlucky.

Seeing this, Xiaoqing immediately covered her mouth and became petite, and muttered softly: "Call you arrogant!" As he spoke, he subconsciously looked in the direction of Qiao Chen'an, and sure enough, he saw that the latter had a serious expression, staring at the short scholar in the scene, and said in his heart: "I didn't expect this person to look bad, but he was quite famous among the scholars, and I underestimated him." But he came to bully himself, which is really hateful. ”

Until now, how did she not know that she had wrongly blamed Qiao Chen'an before, but she was a little curious about her in her heart, the other party obviously seemed to be just an ordinary scholar, but she actually practiced Taoism, and the whole person suddenly seemed mysterious in her opinion.

The short scholar looked in the direction of the students in Hangzhou and said contemptuously: "Why, can't anyone make a poem about the lotus?"

Ning Caichen and the other students were immediately ashamed when they heard this, gritted their teeth and were silent, but at this time, they heard someone behind them chant loudly:

"After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is not the same as the four seasons. The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red. ”

Everyone was surprised, and they saw a figure in a green shirt walking into the hall, looking at the short scholar with a cold expression, and said, "Chongwen Academy, Qiao Chen'an is here." ”