The Ming Dynasty has been established for nearly two hundred years. Although there have been many top scholars, no one has ever been able to make six yuan. According to the latest news, the top scholar was given the "Da Ming Wenkui Plaque" by the emperor and was deeply favored by the holy grace.

That's right, even if the second assistant Xu Jie didn't pay attention to other new Jinshi at this banquet, the new top scholar had to take a look at him a few more times.

Xu Jie felt a little regretful when he saw the new top scholar spending all night with the food and drinks, thinking that this top scholar was not familiar with the world and was a typical nerd.

When he watched him bring a group of people to toast, Xu Jie couldn't help but feel secretly happy, and at the same time he felt a sudden realization, and he couldn't help but look at this person with admiration.

After accepting their toast, he also put down his glass and smiled gently: "It turns out that you are all fellow villagers in Guangdong, so you should support each other in the future!"

"It's true that we are fellow villagers, but there will be clear public and private matters!" Lin Qingran replied with a smile. Although he knew that Xu Jie's words revealed good intentions, he had to be careful that they could not afford to form a clique for personal gain.

After passing Xu Jie toast, Zhang Wei and others were extremely excited.

Mr. Xu gave them a clear label of "Guangdong fellow townsman". Undoubtedly, they all benefited and could deepen the impression of the bigwigs present on their behalf. At least they knew that they were from Guangdong, just like the top scholar.

Lin Qingran brought people to Wushan's case again, but what puzzled him was that this cheap teacher seemed to have taken the wrong medicine and seemed to dislike him.

But I don’t know if Yin Tai cuckolded Wu Shan, or if Yin Tai owed Wu Shan one million taels but did not pay it back. Until now, Wu Shan still looks like a "deep hatred" towards him.

However, he was not interested in Wu Shan. This man was too upright and had a shallow foundation. Even if he really chose to surrender, both the Yan Party and the Xu Party would be a hundred times better than this man.

According to the etiquette, he respected Mr. Xu and then to the teacher. The next one was naturally Wu Peng, the Minister of Personnel, who was also the key figure in the toast this time.

Wu Peng is nearly 60 years old, slightly fat, fair skin, and a kindness between his eyebrows, but he doesn't look like a minister of the Ministry of Personnel, but more like a minister of the Ministry of Rites.

In the second year of Jiajing, he was a Jinshi, but his career was tragic. He was only in his fifties and was able to get the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Works, ranking behind Yan Shifan, who relied on his father to mom. However, after Li Mo fell, he made a big splash and replaced Li Mo as a

Minister of Personnel.

For him who was not from a Hanlin family, this was undoubtedly a sudden rise to heaven and became the most powerful Shangshu in the Ming Dynasty.

"Haha... Six Yuan is the first to pass, and it is a strange story that is worthy of being my literary master!" Wu Peng looked at Lin Qingran and led a group of people over, but smiled and said.

"Thank you, Dazai! We wish Dazai good fortune as the water in the East China Sea and longevity like pine trees!" Lin Weiran picked up the wine glass and congratulated him.

Wu Peng seemed to be interested in making friends with Lin Qinran, but did not overly hold his face. At the same time, he deliberately sold his face and asked a few more questions to the people behind Lin Qinran.

Those who can reach this position are actually not fools, or even human spirits. Wu Shan can see through Lin Yanran's techniques, so Wu Peng can naturally see through them.

Zhang Wei was extremely interested and suddenly suggested: "The top scholar, I wrote a poem for Wu Guanzheng's bamboo painting at Luming Banquet. Today, I am kind and honored. Why not write a bamboo poem?"

After this statement, the people around him also started to make a fuss.

Lin Weiran's bamboo poems are not only well written, but also of high quality, and each poem is refreshing. Therefore, their expectations are not a day or two, so their eyes reveal hope.

"When it comes to bamboo poetry, I know that Brother Yang is also very good at it!" Lin Qingran did not want to show off this, but looked at Yang Futian with a smile and encouraged him: "This time, Brother Yang has to write a bamboo poem, too

Let Mr. Wu comment!”

Lin Weiran is a very pragmatic person. Now he has enough literary and talent names. This continued performance not only does not get much benefit, but may also backfire.

That's why he is most important now is to keep a low profile, so he took the opportunity to push Yang Futian out, help this guy lead a line, and let him show his face in front of Wu Peng.

Everyone heard Lin Junran admired Yang Futian so much, and immediately became interested. The new Jinshi nearby also focused on Yang Futian.

Yang Futian was not frightened, but his face turned red. He cleared his throat and shook his head proudly and said, "The sound of the waves in the breeze and bamboos is waving, and gold is hidden in the backyard. If you want to know where to bury it, wait until the spring flowers are blooming.

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Bang!

Ning Jiang, who was standing at the farthest, took a remake of his forehead and couldn't bear to look at it.

Lin Qingran bowed to the Minister of Personnel and turned around and left without hesitation.

Other fellow villagers in Guangdong turned around and left, while using their fingers to pick their earwax.

The way was undoubtedly paved for Yang Futian. As long as he took out a bamboo poem that was quite acceptable, he would leave a deep impression on Wu Peng, the Minister of Personnel.

But who would have thought that he would have done this and wasted Lin Weiran's kindness.

There was originally a group of people surrounding Wu Peng, the Minister of Personnel, but in a blink of an eye, there was only a ignorant fat man left. He was puzzled when he looked at his companion who had suddenly left.

"Why wait until the spring flowers bloom?" Wu Peng, the Minister of Personnel, was also amused and crying, but he still asked for the doubts in his heart.

When Yang Futian heard that it was Mr. Wu’s question, he immediately said proudly: “Because when the spring flowers are blooming, there is no grass growing in the places where they were dug before, so he will know where the gold is buried.”

"Haha... So that's it! This poem... is a bit funny!" Wu Peng laughed dryly, looked at Yang Futian deeply, then waved at him.

Yang Futian hurriedly bowed his gift, and then wanted to go to his companion to ask him, why did they all leave suddenly? Did anyone fart just now and his nose was blocked?

"This level is really embarrassing!"

"This guy actually got the second grade, it's really a shameless person!"

"But I failed the best intentions of the top scholar. I'm afraid I can't enter the six divisions anymore, haha!"

...

The Jinshi looked at the white-looking Yang Futian, but was filled with deep sympathy and shook his head secretly.

Although there are actually quite a few officials without poetry talent, these are their own secrets. This idiot will show it out, which will inevitably leave a very bad impression on Wu Shangshu.

This is a small episode of the banquet, and after the episode, the banquet slowly came to an end.

Lin Weiran attended the banquet and did not do anything to show off from beginning to end.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to make progress, but that he takes Wu Shan’s teachings to heart, and he should choose to be low-key when he first enters the officialdom. Although he has not been officially awarded an official position, he has changed his identity in advance and quickly integrated into the rules of the officialdom.

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