"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky"

The sound of frustration came from outside the restaurant, and the low and bright voice overwhelmed the noise in the restaurant, overshadowed the crisp sound of the staggered chips, and spread throughout the restaurant. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace"

In the sound of poetry that resounded all over the restaurant, Zicai glanced at Guan Ying next to him, and secretly said that the power of the literary position is so strong, and the voice is sent out with the power of the literary position, at least it must be a show, I don't know who the person who wrote this eulogy is, I think it should be the adult, thinking like this, the two of them should walk outside the restaurant first.

"Good words!"

Seeing Guan Ying and Zicai walking down the stairs, Li Dexin, the scholar who reacted, praised it, and said in his heart Since Guan Ying praised it, it is naturally excellent, and he has to follow Guan Ying's footsteps.

With Guan Ying and Zicai walking out of the restaurant, De Xinxiang and a group of diners also crowded out of the restaurant, seeing the back of the young man who was walking loudly in the distance, Li Dexin blurted out, "How is it possible!"

In front of Laifeng Tower, more than a dozen scholars in light blue robes are either standing or looking into the distance, and in the shouting of vendors on both sides of the street, the back of Huang Liang looms, and the poems mixed with the power of literature float over the street.

"I want to go back by the wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is too cold......"

The sound was ethereal, lingering, dissipating over the street, and in the distance, the backs of Huang Liang and Zhong Ling were also blocked by the figures and disappeared into the sea of people.

"Good words!"

A voice of admiration suddenly came from the second floor of Laifeng Tower.

Li Dexin, the scholar next to Guan Ying, turned red, and the folding fan in his hand slammed on the palm of his hand, and he sneered loudly.

"A good word for bullshit, such a half-bad word, also deserves to be called a good word. Guan Ying, you are knowledgeable, and you are a child valued by Professor Guozijian, do you say that this word can be called a good word, a bad word, and it is unbearable. ”

While speaking, Li Dexin made an ear plucking shape, and his tone was quite contemptuous.

Guan Ying's face turned red, her lips opened a few times, and a few words were squeezed out between her teeth, "General." ”

Zicai next to him frowned when he heard this, and was about to open his mouth to refute, but Dexin, whose face was flushed, immediately shouted loudly, "I heard it, generally, Brother Guan Ying disdains to say that this word is unbearable, and I, Li Dexin, dare to say it, it is unbearable." ”

"Li Dexin, don't talk about it, if such words are unbearable, what are the words written by you Li Dexin, the sludge at the bottom of the river, the sand and dust that stains people's clothes, you are stupid, don't treat others as fools. ”

A young scholar next to him opened his mouth to refute the shouting Li Dexin, causing the scholar next to him to burst into laughter.

"I think compared to Li Dexin's ignorance, Brother Guan Ying's evaluation is even more unconvincing, I Ji Yuncheng thinks that his literary knowledge is no less than Brother Guan Ying, but I don't dare to say that this poem is average, dare to ask Brother Guan Ying why he said this poem is average. When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky, please think, although it is noon, there is a bright moon rising in the east, bright and pressing the big day, just a few words to pull out such a picture scroll attached to the magnificent and vast sky, I Ji Yuncheng felt that although the word is only half a que, it is also a rare beautiful word. ”

The folding fan in the hand of the jade-faced scholar pointed to the air, and his tone was full of admiration for Huang Liang's half-words.

"Yuncheng's comment won my heart, the moon is thousands of miles, the moon is in the sky, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce, the Mid-Autumn Festival is bright, only ten words, but it can arouse the old man's boundless thoughts, good words. But Yuncheng, you are young, don't criticize this word, this word is not something that you children can comment on, and it is just your own stupidity to rate this word as average. ”

The old man in the gray robe stroked his beard and walked out of the restaurant, and several old men with the same gray hair also walked out with the old man who was talking before and after, looking at the old man's evaluation of Huang Liang's words, one of the elegant old men with a white face and beard scolded with a smile, "Han Wenju you came to dismantle the old man's stage again, and people finally clicked on a young talent with good poetry, you will be scolded as a fool in a blink of an eye, and you have to settle accounts with him." ”

The gray-bearded professor Xi Lun waved his hand again and again, "Old Zhong, don't say it, my Xi Lun has eyes and no beads, and he is such a child with no virtue and talent, and he has fallen into the face of my generation of literati, and he is shameless to take charge of the gold list of Yanzhou Wenyuan Pavilion again, and when I go back, I will invite myself to go to the border town to defend the territory and resist Rong Di." ”

There was a lot of uproar around him, and Professor Xi was about to resign as a professor in charge of the Yanzhou Gold List because he recommended the wrong person, and went to guard the border town, Guan Ying, who was recommended by him...... , Everyone's eyes turned to Guan Ying, who was standing at the bottom of the stairs of the restaurant, his eyes were full of sarcasm, the genius Guan Ying, who was famous in Yanzhou, was just a parallel import!

Guan Ying's face was flushed, and he couldn't wait to put his head under the ground, because he had a wrong idea for a while, he listened to Li Dexin's words, and rated Huang Liang's half-que words as average, but he didn't expect that just this general evaluation would cause so many things, the ridicule of Lord Han Wenju, the priest of Yanzhou Guozi, and the dismissal of Professor Xi Lun, who had the grace to recommend him, made Guan Ying's face pale, what happened to him today.

"It's all to blame that kid for reading such a half-weird and weird broken word......"

Thinking like this, Guan Ying couldn't help but grit her teeth. At this time, if you want to keep a little literary name, the best way is to ask yourself not to participate in this year's government examination, so that Professor Xi Lun's face will not be so embarrassed, but I think that if I don't participate in the scientific examination this year, I can't become a talent, and I will have a reputation as a genius, which will attract the family's suspicion of myself, which is worse than death, and I resolutely cannot give up the scientific examination.

In the midst of everyone's laughter, Guan Ying gritted his teeth and arched his hand to the few old men in front of him, "Guan Ying has seen a few adults, and the students still have something to do, so take a few steps ahead and retire first." After saying this, Guan Ying ignored the ridicule and sarcasm around him, turned around and left.

Listening to the ridicule of Ji Yuncheng and a few friends, Guan Ying had only one thought in his heart, he must pass this government exam and become a showman, and then he will ...... , Guan Ying, who had a sarcastic voice on her back, was full of determination.

"Brother Xi is really out of sight this time, this young man's moral character is poor. Guozi Priest Wine Han Wenju shook his head, and said to Xi Lun who looked ashamed next to him, "But the head of the water tune song is a good word, the artistic conception is majestic, and the word is good, but unfortunately it is only half a que." ”

When it was mentioned that the bright moon was, the shame on Xi Lun's face faded, his hand pinched his white beard, and his face was full of appreciation.

"It's really a good word, this Guan Ying also did a good thing, forced the young man to write half a good word, which is also a big contribution of the old man, praised Guan Ying's ordinary words, but led to a good word that is enough to inherit, the old man went to guard the border village this time, and he was also relieved, hahaha. ”

When it came to the reason why Huang Liang wrote the lyrics, the old man's face was full of expressions of pride.

"The old man should recommend this young man who wrote the words to take the government exam, wouldn't it be a pity that such a young man did not participate in the government exam. ”

The elegant old man with a white face and beard looked at the direction in which Huang Liang disappeared, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"Zongfutai's words are wrong, this young man is just a lyricist, as the head of a government, the recommended scholar should be good at poetry and poetry, how can you waste the quota on this young man. Han Wenju, who was holding his beard, shook his head against the elegant Futai Zongwen, "It's good that this young man's recommendation will be recommended by my country's eunuch, well, it's best for everyone to recommend poetry like me." ”

"This difference in words, it is my duty to recommend scholars to participate in the government examination, you don't want to make trouble with Han Sacrifice Wine, my generation should be in its own place, each in its own responsibility, how can I overstep my authority." "The old man Xilun is very dissatisfied with his boss wanting to rob him of his rights.

Han Xijiu pinched his beard, "Old Xi, you have to understand, the county official is not as good as the current management, I am your chief official, and the Guozijian is my one-third of an acre, I have the final say, unless you kid don't want to do it." ”

"If you don't do it, you won't do it", Xi Lun looked like you can do anything about it, "Anyway, I'm going to invite myself to defend the border city, and it's a great blessing to be able to discover such words for everyone." On a different day, the lyrics and songs will spread all over the world, and the name of my Xilun has also entered the ears of readers all over the world, haha. ”

"Xiao Huang is the scribe of my government, this county official is not as good as the current management, or did I say ......it?"

Lord Bo Zhang flashed behind the master of the mansion, Lord Zhang, who looked at the arguing Guozi priest wine and professor, and said triumphantly.

The old man of Xilun and Han Saijiu were stunned when they heard this, "The scribe ......"