Pei Ziyun couldn't help but smiled silently, picked up the chopsticks, and started to eat, and couldn't help but wonder: "This banquet costs a lot, what's the purpose?"

The original owner of the previous life had some memories. He came here once, listened to the chat again, and finally figured out the matter after a while.

"It turns out that this is a banquet set up by the juren in the city. Although this juren was a juren in the previous dynasty, he was also respected in the new dynasty. He loved reading and was good at managing finances. He had many wealth in the city."

"Because he was a former juren, he did not go to office and was very supportive of the backwards. He held this banquet every year. In the seven counties in the prefecture, the top ten students were invited, and famous scholars from the city participated."

"Not only the banquet is held, but also the literary skills are available later. When writing essays and poems, you will be guided by seniors. If you can stand out, you will not only receive generous rewards, but also spread your literary reputation."

These children came to see this feast.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a noise in front of me. It turned out that this juren from the previous dynasty came.

Pei Ziyun saw that there was an old man showing his majesty at the front. The old man was so happy and angry that he talked to the juren, walked upstairs, and two people followed behind him.

This juren looks only forty years old, with her horoscope and moustaches and is not surprisingly dressed. What impresses people is their dark eyes, and their eyes are faint.

Pei Ziyun ate slowly, thinking about something. He knew this juren himself, Yue Qiushan, whose name was Zhirun.

This old man is obviously an official, and only the official has such a style. After thinking about it carefully, he remembered: "It is Fu Yuan, a Jinshi from this mansion!"

Fu Yuan was appointed as the Minister of Rites and has now retired.

Seeing that the two of them took their seats and got a little older, someone stood up: "Students are brave enough to throw bricks and attract jade."

The person in front of him sang loudly at this moment, either poetry or essay. Later, another person stood up. As soon as this person stood up, everyone looked at it together.

I saw the young man wearing a blue shirt and looking in the lamp, with a graceful expression that attracted the attention of Fu Yuan and Yue Qiushan. I saw this man singing.

Pei Ziyun looked up and saw this person, his eyes instantly turned cold.

Zhang Jieyu!

If you want to talk about this person, it has nothing to do with Pei Ziyun now. If you want to talk about the original owner, you can only say that there is a slight conflict. If you just mess around, the original owner will waste several years.

Suddenly I remembered: "It seems that Yue Qiushan and Zhang Jieyu have an in-law relationship?"

At this time, another poem was praised by the old man, and Tang Zhen was also indignant.

After a while, the title drawn up by Fu Yuan came here, and asked to use the title early spring as the title. This is a literary banquet, which is not concise. Those who come can write or not, and those who are confident will sing poems on the spot.

The three of them were still thinking hard. Pei Ziyun looked outside and happened to see someone passing by, so he ordered his friend to bring the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

The three of them were all shocked and surrounded them. Pei Ziyun wrote the poem with just a few strokes. Tang Zhen took it and read it out loudly after reading it:

"Fisherman!"

"The fisherman stayed by the West Rock at night, and was burning Chu bamboo when he was clear at dawn.

The smoke is gone and there is no one to see when the sun rises. The mountains and rivers are green with a sound.

Looking back at the middle stream under the sky, there is no heart to chase each other on the rocks."

A good poem, and the words were just finished, and only when others were silent, Yue Qiushan's eyes lit up and he praised loudly. Fu Yuan beside him also nodded slightly. For a moment, the poem was circulated and everyone applauded.

Poems and essays were circulated, and everyone chatted. The shopkeepers also handed over pens, ink, paper and inkstones from time to time according to the requests of these scholars. Many scholars picked up the pen and wrote it, while some scholars even took all the pens, ink, paper and inkstones after they had used up.

Pei Ziyun stood up and served a bowl of soup. When he saw the scholar take away the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, the man ignored him and let the scholar take it, as if he didn't see him.

While he was puzzled, he suddenly saw a look at him. Pei Ziyun looked back and saw that Ma Ji was holding his own poem at the moment. A scholar said, seeing Pei Ziyun and Tang Zhen, Wang and Li Shusheng sitting together, his face changed and he saw him with a fierce look.

At this time, Wang Tongsheng sat on the right, and when he saw him glaring at this side, he glared back fiercely. A group of people were full of conflicts across several tables.

At this time, Pei Ziyun realized that the three scholars Tang, Li and Wang must have concealed some things, and the three of them must have had some inside information with Ma Ji and their team. Just as they were about to ask, they heard a little noise in front of them.

Someone called Pei Ziyun in front of him, and Wang Tongsheng pushed: "Ziyun, you are doing a good job and are calling you up."

After saying that, he pointed to the front seat, and saw Fu Yuan and Yue Qiushan commenting on Zhang Jieyu.

Looking at Pei Ziyun now, this man was elegant and dashing. He listened to the comments and answered Fu Yuan's words from time to time. He was very satisfied with Fu Yuan and Yue Qiushan.

"It turns out that this literary event is for one's own support." Pei Ziyun immediately understood that he was not nervous at this time and went up, and then another person was also on the way.

Seeing the three of them standing side by side and bowing together, all of them were handsome and graceful boys, Fu Yuan sighed: "What a graceful boy."

Then he commented one by one and pointed out the rankings. Zhang Jieyu was the first, and another was the second, while Pei Ziyun was the third. But Fu Yuan did not talk to Pei Ziyun and the other two as idle as Zhang Jieyu.

After the rankings, a servant came up with a plate and glanced at it. He saw that the first place had a scroll of paintings, and the second place had a square inkstone. The painting was not unfolded and it was not clear. Everyone could see clearly that this ancient inkstone carved some plum blossoms, and the red stamens were in the center of the plum blossoms.

A student said with advice: "This is a tribute from Meishan in the previous dynasty. The red plum inkstone is well-known for its literary reputation. Most of the finished products circulating outside are rewarded by emperors. Since the turmoil of the previous dynasty, this Meishan inkstone has been unable to be mined again. Therefore, it is rarely circulated and is mostly collected by everyone and is used to suppress literary spirits at home."

The student reported the name of the inkstone in one breath. After listening to the student's words, the student understood the preciousness of the inkstone, and couldn't help but look at the ancient inkstone with a hot look.

Even Fu Yuan was a little moved, looking at Gu Yan, and following Yue Qiushan, saying, "Zhirun, Zhirun, I just said you have Meishan inkstone, but you said you didn't have it, and you still hid it. You insisted on giving it to someone in front of me at this banquet. You are not afraid that I will be angry and will take you to punish me."

Yue Qiushan laughed and said, "If Brother Ping'an wants to take me to punish me, I will just take you there, but don't think about this Meishan inkstone."

"Oh, I would have grinded you too much if I had known it." Fu Yuan, whose name was Ping'an, felt sorry for him and thought about it. He was familiar with Yue Qiushan and asked Yue Qiushan: "Zhirun, this inkstone was originally given by your teacher in the previous dynasty. I have been thinking about this inkstone for many years, but you refused to give it to me. Today you even used it as a prize, no, no, to be honest, what is the reason? If you have any problems, just tell me."

Yue Qiushan sighed: "Brother Ping'an, in recent days, I have always felt weak in energy. I am worried that my inkstone will be left in my hands and can only be buried with me. It is better to give it to these young students. Looking at them, I always feel that I can remember the vitality of the past."

As they were talking, their eyes seemed to have tears, and neither of them started to speak silently.

Pei Ziyun noticed the second place only then. He saw that the young man was also elegant, with beautiful eyes and bright eyes, and his eyes were very vivid, like a dot of ink, exuding wisdom. He was wearing a brocade dress and a jade pendant hung with a shiny look on the inkstone.

Pei Ziyun looked at the Meishan Inkstone and couldn't help but feel a little moved, but this was not his fate, but looking at the third place. He saw that it was a book and a ingot of silver. Pei Ziyun saw his reward, thinking about the richness of these two people, and his heart was wrinkled in his heart.

In a blink of an eye, when people pay for this school banquet, they must make their own reputation. It would be great if they could take up some money and water, and their hearts would be calm.

At this time, Yue Qiushan was about to send it out. Fu Yuan stopped Yue Qiushan and said, "Zhirun, I have been greedy for a long time when you can't get it. Since I can't get it, I'll send it out and I'll also have some comfort."

Yue Qiushan couldn't help but smile and sat down, saying, "Brother Ping'an, you, you."

He said and sat down again.

When the reward was sent, it was only sent to Pei Ziyun. Fu Yuan picked up the book and his expression changed a little, as if he was surprised, but it was concealed very quickly. No one else saw it. Pei Ziyun was close to him, and it was a bit strange to see this change. For some reason, the old man said some encouragement.

The top three were all grateful and returned to their positions. At this time, Tang, Wang, Li, and Sanzhi all surrounded them. It depends on what reward it was. The second place reward was obvious to all and very precious. Therefore, I was curious about the three He Shus, and some books also surrounded them. I saw the protagonist holding it in his hand and saw it was "Records of Flowers". It turned out that this book was written by the owner Yue Qiushan.

Seeing this record, everyone dispersed. They originally thought it was also a precious reward, but they did not expect it to be written by Yue Juren. Tang, Wang, Li, and the three scholars felt it was a bit boring and did not value this book.

Pei Ziyun held the book in his hand without any response, and was a little disappointed for a moment. Then he flipped through it and read a few pages. All the works in this book were simple to understand, but there was no sustenance in the book. He couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He thought about it, and he had gained this benefit and thought more. He was a little greedy, and just smiled and put the book and the silver in his arms. He just held the silver in his hand. After weighing it, he found that it was about ten taels.

The rankings were divided and rewarded. All the children felt that this trip was not in vain. They only hated that they had no rankings, and they were a little annoyed, and they were a little envious of the top three.

But in his envy, there were a few people looking at Pei Ziyun and the other four. After the banquet, they saw Ma Ji and a group of people leaving in a hurry.

Tang, Wang, Li, and Pei Ziyun also went downstairs together. At this time, Pei Ziyun remembered Ma Ji's eyes and was about to ask, Tang Zhen said, "Ziyun, why didn't you take away all the pen, ink, paper and inkstone just now? They are all the top four treasures of the study."

Pei Ziyun couldn't help but be surprised and asked, "These are all things for the master, how can they be taken casually?"

Seeing Pei Ziyun surprised, the three of them laughed and said in a lot of words: "Ziyun, Ziyun, you are losing a lot now. You must know that these pens, ink, paper and inkstones can be taken away. This is a gift from an old juren. Isn't it? Scholars are not stealing books, they forgot to tell Ziyun."

Pei Ziyun didn't understand the reason and asked, "Why is this?"

The three of them were all happy, and they all drank some wine, and talked in a slight manner: "There is an inside story here. It turns out that some poor scholars saw that the four treasures of the study at the banquet were all top-quality, so they were a little moved. Therefore, after the poems, they all sneaked away, and after the banquet, they were always less."

"When Yue Juren met, he simply announced that all the four treasures of the study at the literary banquet were given to scholars, and he would take them after the banquet. This is also a sign of the prosperity of literary style!"
Chapter completed!