The city is full of wind and rain near Chongyang

How did these scholars know that I was in Tianjin? How did they know that I lived in this Yuelai Inn? There were so many people, and it seemed like they had made an appointment. Who informed them?

The good official was full of questions and vaguely felt that this was related to Mrs. Duan Wenren. However, he didn't understand why Wenren did this for a while? What benefits could he get?

There was a question in his mind, and his face was a little strange. The young scholar Jun Xiaozui, who was round and well-versed in his twenties, was a little confused, "What's the matter with Brother Zheng Xian? If so, don't care about us. I came here rashly, but I must not delay Brother Zheng Xian's business!"

The scholars called each other brothers, brother Xian, but they were just polite. How could the good official dare to really take up the airs of Brother Xian and say, "My brothers, brother, I have something important to do." If you say this, don't you be scolded to death? So he shook his hands repeatedly, "No, no, no, I'm just thinking, I just got a Mulan quote, which is really a lucky thing. If you brothers want to write lyrics and praise poems, I'm afraid that my true colors will be revealed, so I'm quite uneasy!"

This was very low-key, and everyone suddenly felt that although this person was not old, he was very interesting and had no airs and was worth dating. Everyone burst into laughter and said, "If life is just like the first meeting, I will be uneasy. How dare I sing in the future?"

"That's right." Jun Xiaozui, who was very good at doing things, slapped the folding fan and said, "I only have a poem that life is like the first meeting, it is also a state of wind and rain in the city. Although we have added it to the seeds of study, we are afraid that we will never write such good sentences in our lifetime..."

As soon as he said this, the other scholars were a little surprised. Everyone is a scholar. I have read most of the books you have read. In other words, in terms of knowledge content, everyone is similar, but why are some people very talented and some people not getting fame for their lifetime exams? The quality here is often manifested in their daily words and deeds.

Look at this group of people, most of them are just in their words and deeds and behaviors that have been influential for many years of study. But this Jun Xiaozui opened his mouth and saw that the city was full of storms and rains. Everyone present can do this poem, but no one can come up with the situation. He is the only one. What is talent? This is talent.

This poem was written by Pan Dalin of the Northern Song Dynasty. This guy is quite famous for writing poetry. One day, a friend wrote a letter and asked him, Dalin, what new poems can be written recently? He replied to a letter and told his friend, "Oh! It's late in autumn, and the scenery can be written everywhere in the scenery. Unfortunately, there are too many vulgar people around me, which makes me lose all inspiration. Yesterday, I lay on the bed and heard the wind and rain in the bamboo forest outside. I got inspiration. I took a pen and wrote a sentence on the snow-white wall, "The city is wind and rain close to Double Ninth Festival." Who knew that at this time, the landlord who collected the rent knocked on the door, and the landlord's breasts drooped under his belly button. He was really a vulgar person who was so vulgar that he could not be more vulgar. He lost all my inspiration. Damn it, the mud horses and Gobi Desert. He was really disappointed. Just this poem will give you this sentence.

This is an extremely famous poem that later developed into an allusion, meaning that something is widely spread and people are talking about it everywhere.

Look, it’s so appropriate. Isn’t it that Zheng Guyan’s two-headed severance spread and is full of discussion? What’s more, yesterday it was Double Ninth Festival, which is in line with the day. Besides, Guyan also became famous with a poem called Mulan, which is similar to Pan Dalin’s poem.

The good official also looked at this guy with a little fat face in surprise. The city was full of storms and rains, and it was a poem! I also know this. This guy is so powerful and has never seen his ability to adapt. However, he added another sentence in his heart, which seemed to be even worse than that Mrs. Duan Wenren.

He suddenly thought to himself that those scholars were looking at Jun Xiaozui with a storm in the city, and they looked at Jun Xiaozui with admiration. Although this person was just a child, he actually had such a hurry, and Zheng Guofan was just a county school student. We, like these people, have the best student to take the imperial court, but there was no such hurry, and Zheng Guofan's ability to write poems that can be passed down from generation to generation...

Therefore, these scholars were a little embarrassed. The scholars of the Ming Dynasty were definitely not as some later scholars said that as long as they knew the eight-legged essays, they would be completely OK. You should know that poetry expresses aspirations, which is the great way of Confucianism. Although the Ming Dynasty only examined the meaning of the classics, even the little maids in the Dream of Red Mansions could write poetry. If you, scholars, can you not write poetry, wouldn’t you laugh out loud?

If you don’t know how to write poetry, how can you pay your colleagues after you pass the exam? For example, if you were appointed as a county magistrate after being awarded the Jinshi, your classmates would come to celebrate and call a few famous prostitutes to drink flower wine. At this time, there is no such thing as "shaking the color", "tiger rogue chicken" when drinking flower wine. You are a gathering of literati and a group of famous prostitutes, who are so embarrassed to play "Brothers are you good" and "eight horses"? Of course, you write a poem, and I will follow a poem. If the rhyme is wrong, you will have to be punished for wine. If you can’t write poetry, how can you make a living?

After a while, there was only 30 years old in Tianjin Wei Bingsheng Chu Yunnuo smiled and said, "I heard Mr. Li Zhi and Li Zhuowu say, "There is no writing in the present, and there are real poems in the alleys." And he said, "Why do you have to choose poems in ancient times? Why do you have to pre-Qin?" We only said that in Wei, what we learned in the Wei School are the foundation of my famous teaching, but we don't think that even the ability to meet the situation is not enough. I am really laughing at this. My life is really..." He shook his head and said, "Shame."

He felt ashamed of his complacent confession, and looked at Murata on the waist of his good official and said, "Looking at Brother Xian's sword hanging on his waist, can he be studying abroad?" He changed the topic so that everyone would be embarrassed.

The good official quickly bowed, "That's right, the literary style in the south is so strong that I yearn for it. The old housekeeper in the family was the Yiwu army summoned by Qi Shaobao when he suppressed the Japanese pirates. He has never returned home for twenty years. I, a book boy..." He said, pointing to the big head who was serving not far away, "The names are all named Sinan, so it is considered to be a broader horizon."

He took out the way Shan Chixia missed her hometown and put it on the tank.

"The ancients said that reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles." Chu Yunnuo bowed and said, "Brother Xian is so broad-minded. I am ashamed. I have always had this heart, but I have not been a single person for ten years. First, the literary style in the south is prosperous, and second... "He turned red, he laughed dryly, and then said, "Second, the literary style in the south is prosperous."

This sounds a bit strange, but everyone present understands it, including the good official.

This actually means that when you go to the south to study, you may not be as good as the scholars in the south. Besides, the questions used in the examination of Northern scholars are different from those in the south. If the Southern scholars want to be "excellent" to be able to be awarded the Jinshi, Northern scholars only need "good" to be able to obtain it.

This is actually the extra points for the college entrance examination region in later generations. If you have a candidate from the southern college entrance examination province, Jiangsu and Zhejiang, you must get 620 points if you want to go to Peking University and Tsinghua University, then you only need 520 points for the local Beijing exam.

Therefore, there is a reason why these scholars refused to go to study. Zheng Guofan went to study in the south because they had the confidence. He entered school at the age of twelve and made a name for himself as Mulan at the age of thirteen. He believed that he could do well in the south even when he was in the prosperous place of literary style in the south. However, these Tianjin Wei students did not even have the confidence to go to the south to compete with the scholars in the south. In fact, since the opening of the Jingnan port of the Tianjin Wei, in one or two hundred years, they have only produced less than ten Jinshi. The land and water that guarded the capital was more than a prefecture in the south, but the number of Jinshi who passed the Jinshi was probably not as good as that of a county in the south.

Under such circumstances, it would be strange if the scholars in Tianjin were confident.

In fact, when it comes to the southern scholars, the northern scholars will naturally become a clump. Because the differences in literary styles between the north and the south are indeed very different, so when it comes to this, everyone immediately threw away the little embarrassment just now.

The Jun Xiaozui also knew that it seemed something was wrong for him to steal the limelight. He quickly smiled and threaded needles among the crowd to connect the topics. For a while, laughter in the yard kept coming. The guests in the two rooms next to him were outside merchants. Seeing a group of scholars wearing Confucian shirts socializing in the yard, even the footsteps were much lighter, and I was afraid of provoking these scholars. You should know that in the Ming Dynasty, especially in the late Ming Dynasty, the power of scholars was extremely terrible. If you provoke one, you could pop up.

In this room, Zheng Liancheng, Dad Zheng heard the voice outside and looked happy. Oh! My Zheng family is hopeful for revitalization! The ancestors and clans are above, so you must bless the good officials.

At this time, Shan Sinan asked his friend to get good water and cook good tea. He invited these husbands to the room to use tea, and his behavior and words were not rude. These husbands were not stingy to praise an eleven-year-old child. As expected, his family has a lot of knowledge and good tutoring words are not expensive. However, he could not expect that this boy with two horns looked at the rules because Datou felt that his young master was not able to talk to these scholars and his young masters. If he had changed to a healthy wife and servant like Duan Mansion, he would not be able to kick two of them up and kick them over.

"Everyone praised me. I, a book boy, have been fond of martial arts since I was a child, and it is not as good as the wise brothers." The good official quickly revealed the details of Shan Sinan. You should know that at this time, the literati sometimes let the book boys around me sing and answer a few sentences. For example, in Dream of Red Mansions, the ladies will also let the maids say a few sentences. Don't let Big Head say a few sentences at that time, "Looking at the distance, the pagoda is dark, the top is thin and the bottom is thick." That would be fun.

As he said that, he pulled down his waist and asked Datou to stand aside with his arms around. This was very obvious. See, the boy holding a sword, don’t ask him to sing!

When he said this, everyone thought of it, they seemed to say that the boy was the son of the old housekeeper of the Zheng family. The old housekeeper was born in Yiwu soldiers and was listened to by Qi Shaobao. Look at Shan Sinan, his head was square and his arms looked longer and stronger than ordinary people. I guess this is the true origin of family education and martial arts.

The Ming Dynasty emphasized literature over military affairs, which did not mean that these literati didn't like to have a powerful servant of Kong Wu. Looking at the big head, the slightly fat Jun Xiaozui, who knew how to do things, first of all, made fun of him, "Oh! Such a healthy servant must be used, but it reminded me of Sikong Tu's poems. When I got a sword, I was like adding a healthy servant, and when I lost my book for a long time, I felt like I had lost a good friend."

The good official couldn't help looking at him, thinking that this person's mind was so fast that he was good at flattering.

Chu Yunnuo, who was sitting and taking a sip of tea, heard the limelight, and couldn't help but look at Jun Xiaozui, but he was the one who was eating the imperial court's rice. He immediately turned his mind and put down the teacup on the tea table next to him, and said with a smile: "Students, why don't we solve the problem with this sentence "Swords are like a big fan"?"

For example, those like Chu Yunnuo who use a poem to solve the topic, scholars often practice it. It is much simpler to solve the topic of poetry than to the eight-legged essay in the imperial examination.

"Everyone, let our junior brothers do it first." Chu Yunnuo gave the advantage of solving the problem first to the new student Gongsun Nie. He had just entered the Wei Academy and had just gotten into the Wei Academy. If he had the first question to solve the problem in this student, he would be suspected of taking advantage of it.

Gongsun Nie, with a big waist and round waist, looked powerful. He was a family member of a businessman. He finally got into the school. He heard that he wanted to be the first to come. After a while, his face turned red. Everyone knew that he might not be able to do it. It was Jun Xiaozui again and said, "I'll take advantage of it! I'll find the Lotus Sword and feel the passion at first; I feel at ease with you, how can this servant be healthy..."

Everyone shouted "Okay". As soon as they solved the topic, there was a sense of atmosphere and they all praised: "Just looking at these four sentences, you can be admitted to the Imperial College."

Amid the cheers, a bright red shadow flashed in the yard outside. A beautiful woman reached the door of the guest room, raised her legs and scattered a hundred skirt doors, revealing a small foot covered with a snow-white socks, with embroidered shoes on it only the size of a palm.

Before he could see anyone, the three-inch golden lotus caught the souls of the husbands in the room, and it was such a ecstatic little foot.

Then, the beauty showed her head, her eyebrows were as thin as willows, her face was as red as peaches, and her eyes were thorny as if they were deer. Her eyes were moved lightly, which made her look particularly attractive.

The beauty called out a good official, and then saw more than a dozen scholars wearing Confucian shirts sitting in the room. A thin layer of blush suddenly appeared on her face. She whispered gently, covered her face and turned around and left.

The good official was stunned, looking at the students who were staring straight at their eyes, looking like a pig, and some of them almost drooled.

Damn mud horse.

The good official cursed in his heart.

If Wen Ren lived in later generations, he would win all the Feitian Awards, Huabiao Awards, Golden Horse Awards, Golden Globe Awards, Golden Palme Awards, Oscars, and a little bit of showing off his face is the actress's acting skills.

Do I know you very well, and I still call you a good official.

Looking at the dumb brothers around him, the good official understood completely. The emotional news was the idea. I am afraid that starting tomorrow, Mrs. Duan's gossip about Zheng Guguan in Tianjin will be spread everywhere, and will be transmitted back to Daxing County at most three days, and at most five days. Mr. Zaofei, Baochunlou, "Two corpses and three lives in Daxing County, Zheng Guguan, bravely cut off two heads" will be updated again.

This is like the joke of "General Harley's Comet Rover" in later generations. From the battalion commander's message, Halley's Comet, which was once an annual 1976-year-old, became a 76-year-old General Harley drove the comet rover through the playground to the auditorium to meet the soldiers.

In the Ming Dynasty, there are many things that happen to three people. I believe Wenren has the idea of ​​this. In this era when transportation is basically based on travel and information is basically based on roaring, the good official has no doubt at all. Just now, Wenren showed a small face, and finally it will spread rumors and turn into a strange version of the story.
Chapter completed!