Chapter 11 (This chapter is free)

After a long time, I suddenly heard a sentence: "It turns out that the sound of nature can be called the three wonders of lyrics, songs, and people." I woke up. I saw a middle-aged man standing on the trail with a flowered Confucian shirt, holding a copy of Cambodian text, followed by a girl holding a pipa in her arms, dressed in harmony, and I felt pity for her.

When Liu Jun saw this person, he hurriedly stood up and greeted him and said, "Brother Nian, please sit leniently. The students are looking forward to your evaluation results!" It turned out that Lord Lu, the Shaofu Supervisor, arrived. Although he was the highest official position in the garden, he was not arrogant at all. He greeted everyone, which made people feel like they were bathed in spring breeze. Cui Po was amazed in his heart: "The style of an official in the capital is indeed extraordinary." After a while, he sat down again.

Lu Shaofu whispered: "I haven't returned home for a few years. I didn't expect that there were many talents in Dingzhou. Today, I will keep my wife from keeping me. Let's ask Wu Niang's beloved daughter to announce it to everyone! We can also appreciate the pipa art of the weak-clothed girl.

The weak Chihwa who was holding a pipa was also a child of an official family. However, since childhood, his father was convicted of rebellion and was appointed as an official maid. Seeing that she was of excellent qualifications and pity for her life, Wu Niang took her by her side to train her carefully until today. When she saw many people looking at her with bright eyes, she couldn't help but become more shy, blushed, bowed, and did not say much to herself and stood in the pavilion, gently folded slowly. In the solo sound of the pipa, a man sang: "The small pavilion in Beibu..." Although the voice was immature, it was rare to have a delicate pipa, which fully expressed the beautiful scenery of spring, the owner's heart, and the grief of not being able to keep the spring, which attracted everyone's praise.

As soon as Wuyi opened her mouth, everyone knew the result. Although they were unwilling to accept it, they had to accept Cui Po's feelings.

At this time, Wu Niang said in her seat: "I was originally in the Jiaofang, and I always pay attention to new lyrics and songs. Although the lyrics are strange, they are indeed wonderful and wonderful, why are there no news? Especially this song "When will the bright moon come to you" is only comparable to the thoughts of the immortal poems back then. Is it a new work of the ten talents brought by Lord Lu from Beijing?"

"Are you talking about Lu Lun and others? Wencai and others have it, is it just this feeling? Hum... Hum..." Lu Shaofu said here, with a look of contempt on his face, and everyone was silent.

It turned out that at that time, the poetry world was headed by Lu Lun and ten others, which were later called "Ten Talents of Dali". However, these people depended on the powerful and entertained people with poetry, so they were despised by Confucian scholars such as Lu Shaofu.

"Haha! Wu Niang, please sit mercilessly. After the following textbook is over, I will solve my doubts for Wu Niang." However, Liu was in the officialdom for a long time, so he knew the reason for the misfortune of his words. Seeing that this topic was very inconvenient, he hurriedly changed his words and said in his heart: "It seems that today's textbooks are all set up for the young man surnamed Cui. I am afraid that no one will believe that a young man will have such literary talent at that time."

As expected, in the subsequent poem titled "Chrysanthemums" Cui Po said: "The autumn bushes are surrounded by houses like fields, and the sun is gradually slanting around the fence. It is not that the flowers prefer chrysanthemums, and the flowers bloom everywhere and there are no flowers."

The announcement of the result of the poem is also an elegant thing. The method of "painting the wall of the flag pavilion" was not recited. The singers sang the first-choice poems one by one and commented by everyone. As a result, Cui Po's writing was publicly recommended first. When the governor Liu read Cui Po's name, others saw that he was the boy who was "people are at the end of the world", they could only sigh. Although they wanted to be jealous, the gap was too big, so they could not make this idea. They just called the boy, exchanged tea and got wine, and drank three cups of it.

The ladies in the bamboo forest here walked out when they saw that the poetry meeting was coming to an end. The attentive young man gave up his seat one after another. Looking at Cui Po standing in front of the people, Liu Zhilan said, "I don't know if this boy is really stupid or fake? If he is really stupid, he really has a delicate heart in poetry; if he is just stupid, why would he be anxious to leave after seeing a beauty like Silan's sister? I really don't know what he is thinking?"

"What will he think! You're not thinking about how to spend so many bounties, right?" Fang Jiaru next to him continued, but after he finished speaking, he felt ridiculous and couldn't help laughing, which made the girls laugh and attracted the attention of the young people everywhere in the garden.

Cui Po was also excited. After so long, he finally made a big profit and could improve his family's life. He had a sense of accomplishment as a man. Although this achievement was based on plagiarism, he couldn't care about it.

He was planning to buy some supplements for Cui Lu's family, and to buy some new clothes for pomegranates and loquats... He didn't see Liu Jun walking in. When he was approaching, he woke up from his reverie and quickly accused him of his crime.

Governor Liu didn't blame him. He thought Cui Po was so proud today. He laughed and said, "You don't need to be like this. You should be happy today. You are a little bit disrespectful, don't worry." Cui Po wondered in his heart: "Why did you become a 'nephew' when you first met today?"

After Liu Envoy finished speaking, he took Cui Po's hand and walked towards the middle of the pavilion. Before he arrived, he had already said to the young mansion of Lu: "Mr. Lu, you don't know that the name of "Fellow Lu' is the one who comes from this son." His words made Lu's mansion smile slightly: "Good you, Lord. Lu!" After that, he began to look at the young man in front of him who surprised him.

Liu Envoy did not accept his words, but turned around and said to Wu Niang, "Wu Niang, don't be surprised, do you know that the 'this thing is hard to complete' that earned you a lot of tears also came from this son?

As soon as he said this, everyone was shocked. Wu Niang and Lu Shaofu and others were inexplicably surprised to see that he could write such a good word at such a young age and win the first place in today's literary club. They even thought that he was so high that he was so high.

"Is it really him? Mr. Cui is a talented person. I already know that it is enough to say that it is enough to write this lyrics. However, the feelings expressed by me in this lyrics require long-term cultivation and worldly experience to obtain them. Mr. Cui is from a high school and is still...?" Before he finished speaking, he thought deeply. Everyone nodded repeatedly. Everyone in the seat understood poetry, but they did not know the truth that words were the voice of the heart. If they had less experience and less twists and turns, they would not have the state of mind. Even if they were talented, they could only use words to change their ingenuity, and they would never achieve such a state of harmony.

Cui Po was also stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that there would be such a big flaw here. He opened his mouth and didn't know how to tell the difference.

At this moment, Cui Zhili, who was next to him, stood up and said, "You don't know that this son's grandfather is the fifth uncle who is here. He is Wubo, who was the best man in the world for his "Beautiful Style" back then. Wubo's life has many ups and downs, so you must know it."

"But Wubo Gong, who was the queen married a daughter and the emperor married a wife" had already asked in shock, someone who was impatient had already asked.

"That's right, my uncle later sacrificed his life to his country and left only one son, which was my true love. Unfortunately, God was jealous of talent. Shortly after Cui Po was born, he died after several years of illness. The family had spent money and money. My nephew was only four years old and he returned from the capital with his mother for thousands of miles. He was then placed in the family's ancestral business, and allocated a portion of money and grain to spend. It was originally enough for him to live, but my brother's wife was kind-hearted and adopted a pair of begging.

The twin sisters who came here are living their lives more and more difficult. Today, I am not afraid of exposing the ugliness in front of everyone. My nephew's thick clothes all year round, and this Confucian shirt is the prize of the colonel of the tribe that day. It is the first time that Dingzhou City has come to Dingzhou City. This son is very filial to his mother. In order to support his mother, he has learned about his clan's education. Now the clan's library does some cleaning and sorting work and pays a piece of money and food. Fortunately, he can study by himself all day long, and it is not in vain that the clan's heart will be in the tribe."

After the colonel that day, Cui Zhili had a good impression of Cui Po, so he learned in detail about his various situations. He didn't want to say these words today, but when Cui Po wanted to say something, he didn't know about the affairs in the big family. There were some orphans and widows who were not angry. He was afraid that he would be young and energetic, so he said some inappropriate words to the family. Therefore, he stepped forward to answer the conversation. However, he didn't expect that his words would help Cui Po solve a huge problem. Even so, after saying this, his face turned red slightly.

When everyone heard this, they realized that "the family change, a young man lost his father, and was young at the age of four, lonely and poor, and returned with a thousand miles of help. His mother was sick and also lost school due to poverty. They were all a big hatred and regretful thing in life, but they were all pressed on the boy who was only fourteen years old. It is not surprising that he had such a sense of joy and sorrow, and no wonder he was already calm at a young age, and he was not like a boy of the same age.

"This morning, my bad girl came to the song "When will the bright moon come?" and asked me to improve the reward of today's Wenshu so that I could see it for a day. I thought it was her nonsense, but when I saw this song, I was amazed, so I followed her and set a precedent. Now I think that if it weren't for this reward, I'm afraid that Nephew Cui would not take action?" Liu Enjun sighed slightly.

Everyone listened to his words and looked at Cui Po. Cui Po was already relaxed at this time. Since the patriarch had given the best explanation, then for him, it would be better to be humble. What's the difficulty? He replied carefully: "I will learn from the last step. If you are participating in the literary club today, it is difficult for a boy to play. I originally made up my mind just to observe and ask for advice from all seniors, but I dared not compete with him. But my family is weak and the doctor told me to be well-mannered. My family is poor, but I am not strong enough, and I am worried. Now I see that the adults are rewarding bonuses, and I feel greedy for profit for a while, which makes you laugh."

"What a 'good heart but not enough strength' Cui', the century-old family style of the Cui family is indeed well-known!" It was the young master Lu's mansion who sighed, which attracted everyone to follow the sound of Fu He. Only one Cui Po praised was the young beet, which was both filial.

Gu Ruoyi behind Wu Niang was probably Tong Lian's life experience, so he quietly turned his eyes to the young man in white. When Cui Po thought of him, he smiled slightly, and was so scared that he hurriedly lowered his head and refused to raise it again. This small move naturally failed to escape Wu Niang's eyes, which made her smile secretly, but he had to admit that the young man looked so good when he smiled. Suddenly, his heart moved. This boy was so handsome and extraordinary, and his future was limitless. Don't love him, my miserable weak man, otherwise the ending would be worrying!

After a long turmoil, today's cultural conference finally ended. Cui Po finished greetings with everyone and received a bounty. On the grounds that he was eager to go home to visit his mother, he refused the host's invitation to have a meal together and resigned from the garden and field residence, which naturally attracted a lot of admiration.
Chapter completed!