It was the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, a rare and excellent weather.
The warm winter sun shines on Lingyan Pavilion. A group of scholars wearing long gowns and folding fans all put on their neatest and cleanest clothes and talked in twos and threes.
Lu Shenyan finally tidied himself up today. He was dressed in a green gown. Even the stubble on his chin was gone. He looked in high spirits. At this moment, the judge of today's poetry meeting was holding a
What did Tea Cup and Xie Xiuyuan talk about.
Under the stage, Bi Shen and Nan Xiubai also found their own seats and were chatting happily.
But no matter how relaxed the group of people were, their eyes would still pass by Lu Shenyan on the high platform from time to time.
Lu Shenyan held the wine glass and looked at the group of scholars who looked relaxed but were actually extremely nervous. Finally, he fixed his gaze on the largest group of people.
There, a young man with an upright appearance was surrounded by people, with a proud look on his face.
"I heard that the Shaotong brothers' internal test results are quite good. They have always read the most among us and quoted from classics! I really admire them!"
"Yes, yes! If it comes to quoting scriptures and using gorgeous words, I guess no one can compare to Brother Shao!"
"Brother Shao will definitely win His Majesty's favor this time and lead an official career!"
…
There were endless compliments, and the eyes of the young man surrounded by everyone also showed a bit of frivolity.
Not far from Lingyan Pavilion, a low-key and luxurious carriage stopped steadily not far away. The curtains on the car were slightly lifted, and a fox-eyed woman with fine makeup and gorgeous clothes was looking curiously not far away.
"Sure enough, Nan Xiubai and Bi Shen are here!" Wen Ranran laughed, "But Su Rong, who is the one surrounded in the middle?"
Yuan Zurong was wearing a moon-white dress at the moment, and her usually stern face now looked a little strangely charming.
At this moment, she was holding a long harp in her hand. When she heard this, she smiled slightly and said, "That's Shao Tong! The results of the internal test are good! Jiang He means... I want to arrange for him to enter Lingyan Pavilion."
Wen Ranran raised her eyebrows, looking at Shao Tong who was surrounded by everyone like a peacock, and raised her eyebrows slightly.
"Shao Tong is different from others. He has a good family background. The Shao family in Jiangdong is engaged in exporting silk tea. Shao Tong is a famous talent in Jiangdong! This time, he was originally planning to go to Beijing in advance to prepare for this year's autumn. It is said that he is full of knowledge and knowledge.
It’s not an exaggeration! I happened to happen upon this poetry gathering, so I naturally wanted to give it a try!”
Yuan Zurong carefully identified it and then frowned.
"but……"
"But what?" Wen Ranran asked curiously.
"In the news from Jiangdong, it seems that Shao Tong has a fiancée, but... it seems that he has recently become very close to a noble daughter from the family of a minister in the DPRK! I can't say who it is specifically, after all, that girl
I don’t know anything about it, so I can’t ruin someone’s reputation!” Yuan Surong said a little distressed, “But according to him, it was just an engagement and not a consummation of the marriage. The details are not clear yet!”
Wen Ranran twitched the corners of her mouth.
Scumbag, this is it!
"Then...why do you still promote the other party? Your list..."
"You don't know, scholars have the sharpest tongue. During those years when His Majesty was scolded the most by others, Shao Tong wrote poems to compliment His Majesty! Therefore, now that the Jiang family has fallen, it will naturally increase the situation even more.
, it’s unjustifiable not to give a grade!” Yuan Zurong sighed, “He is generous and has a very high prestige among the scholars. If he is not selected, he may unite with those poor scholars to strike out!”
I see!
She was also curious about how someone like this, who was full of boasts, only had literary creation in his mind, and could only flatter endlessly, could be selected...
"It's hard for you! But it shouldn't happen today!"
Wen Ranran smiled and patted Yuan Surong on the shoulder.
Yuan Zirong curled her lips, looked at Xia Lishuang next to her, then looked at Wen Anran, her eyes were still a little uneasy.
"Your Majesty... Do you really want me to go up to the judging panel with Mr. Lu?"