It had accompanied Chen Shaojun into the realm of ghost saints, and Chen Shaojun's qualifications were even recognized by ghost saints. Is that young man from Dawen Kingdom really so powerful?
"I didn't say that."
Chen Shaojun shook his head:
"So far, I have only seen his essence, not even his articles, let alone his person. I have to have a chance to see who is superior and inferior, but I have a feeling that the big man is
The young man from the Wen Kingdom is definitely a formidable enemy—those in the court may have underestimated him.”
Chen Shaojun said in a deep voice.
"Let's go, go back first. He made such a big fuss today, so news will inevitably come out. If we find a way to find out later, we will naturally know something about him."
Chen Shaojun took Xiaowo onto a carriage and left quickly.
At this moment, in the Zhuniao Palace, there was no sound of rustling writing, and almost all the young people of the Shang Dynasty stopped writing.
Literary Zhu Xiaohan, Qilin Xian Sheng, this Liao Boya's attainments in literature and Taoism are more than one or two better than them. Unless he is sure to reach the same level as him, or even surpass him in one fell swoop, otherwise he will only bring humiliation to himself by writing any more.
After a long time, when Liao Boya finished writing the last word, the energy that soared into the sky on the paper finally slowly subsided, and the huge unicorn also disappeared from the sky, and the entire Zhuniao Palace was as silent as before, returning to normal.
It's just that silence was louder than sound at this time. No one in the entire hall spoke for a long time. Finally, Liao Boya broke the silence.
"Teacher, gentlemen, the students have finished writing."
Liao Boya gently lifted his sleeves, put the fine brush in his hand back into the pen holder, straightened his waist, and said generously.
Following his voice, the faces of the minister of Honglu Temple, Xie Mingyuan, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, the Minister of the Ministry of Etiquette, and many businessmen and civil servants in charge of entertaining all turned dark and ugly.
The arrogance and self-confidence in Xie Mingyuan's heart have disappeared at this time. What does it mean to humiliate oneself? Right now, for this literary competition, he specially summoned many young talents with outstanding literary talents in the capital. But he did not expect that so many
No one can compare to Liao Boya from the great literary country.
The talents and understanding displayed by everyone were like fireflies to the bright moon in front of Liao Boya. They were all dim and dull, like clay and pearls.
"Hahaha, it's embarrassing. My disciple is not very qualified and the articles he writes are only of this quality. It makes everyone laugh."
Master Dawenguo gently stroked his beard and smiled.
His words were full of derogations, but everyone could understand what he meant.
For a moment, everyone's faces turned darker.
"Sure enough, famous teachers give birth to great disciples. They are worthy of being disciples of the master, but we have underestimated him!"
Zhou Yangqing, the minister of Honglu Temple on the side, coughed lightly and laughed dryly.
No matter how reluctant he is, he has to admit that Liao Boya's literary attainments are far superior to those of the great businessmen in the palace.
This can be seen just by looking at the faces of the scholars in the palace who were so full of ambition before, but now their faces are ashen. If they insist on refusing to admit it, they will only lose face even more completely.
"Haha, Mr. Zhou is ridiculous. The Great Shang Dynasty has many outstanding people and talented people. My disciple is dull in qualifications. He is only at the bottom of the Great Wen Kingdom. He is not considered a talent. The Great Shang Dynasty has a prosperous literary tradition. I must have attainments in literature.
There are probably many people who can surpass me, an incompetent disciple."
Master Dawenguo stroked his beard and chuckled:
"Back then, when I went to and from Dashang, I was still full of ambitions. Then I met Brother Chen. Didn't I also fall into Brother Chen's hands?"
At the end of the sentence, Master Dawenguo turned his eyes and glanced across the numerous banquets, looking at Chen Zongxi, the Minister of Household Affairs who was sitting at the end of the hall in the Zhuniao Hall and had not spoken much.
Whoosh!
One sentence immediately drew everyone's attention to Chen Zongxi. Even Xie Mingyuan, the head of the palace, could not help but look over.
I think back then, Master Da Wenguo entered the Shang Dynasty for the first time as an envoy. That was already twenty years ago. At that time, he was like Liao Boya today, shining brightly and surpassing all the heroes.
He almost became the most dazzling presence in the entire literary world of the Great Shang Capital. In the end, at that literary event, he was overshadowed by Chen Zongxi's brilliance and completely crushed, becoming his stepping stone.
Almost no one in the Great Shang Capital knew about this matter.
"The master was so complimentary. That's all in the past and not worth mentioning."
Chen Zongxi said lightly, looking quite calm, as if he had really forgotten what happened back then.
"Haha, Brother Chen is too modest. After so many years, I have actually always wanted to discuss and communicate with Brother Chen again and renew the past. I just heard that Brother Chen had some changes and encountered setbacks in the past, and his literary career was stagnant.
It’s really a pity.”
Master Dawenguo said, sighing loudly as he spoke, which seemed to come from his sincerity.
"By the way, I heard that Brother Chen has two sons. The younger one is very talented and seems to have inherited Brother Chen's talents, but -"
Master Dawenguo paused and glanced at the entire Zhuniao Hall:
"It seems that your son was not seen during this banquet."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of Xie Mingyuan, the Minister of Civil Affairs, and several customs officers of Zizhang School who were sitting above the main hall changed.
They carefully selected all the great merchant scholars in the Zhuniao Hall, but according to Master Da Wenguo's point of view, the scholars they selected seemed not to be as good as Chen Zongxi's youngest son.
"I heard that not long ago, the Queen Mother convened a gathering of scholars in the Deer Park to enjoy the snow during the winter solstice, and your son seemed to have won the first place. It is really impressive."
Master Dawenguo said slowly, his eyes never leaving Chen Zongxi for a moment.
The Dawenguo envoy and his entourage arrived at the Great Shang Dynasty not long ago, but it was obvious that the Dawenguo master had already conducted in-depth investigation and understanding of Chen Zongxi and the Great Shang Dynasty.
Or to be more precise, although there are countless heroes, great scholars, great scholars, and masters in the Zhuniao Palace, to this great master from the Kingdom of Wen, the weight of all of them seems to be far less than that of sitting here.
Chen Zongxi at the end of the banquet.
"asshole!"
Xie Mingyuanhuo's fingers clenched tightly, and his expression became increasingly ugly.
He is the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, and his status is far above Chen Zongxi. To some extent, he even controls the appointment and dismissal of Chen Zongxi and other officials. However, during this banquet in Zhuniaodian, Chen Zongxi's status and limelight are now entirely his.
above.
"The master is ridiculously praising me. How can that child be compared with the master's disciples because he is so stupid? Besides, I have so many talents as a great businessman, so how can I get him? His little talent in poetry is not worthy of the Tao at all."
Chen Zongxi said calmly, always remaining calm, as if he did not want Chen Shaojun to join in the Confucian-Taoist debate between the Great Wen Kingdom and the Great Shang Dynasty.
"Furthermore, dogs are currently under lockdown and are not suitable to participate in such gatherings."
"oh?"
Master Dawenguo blinked, a little surprised.
This news was something he had never learned before, but looking at Chen Zongxi's appearance, he seemed unwilling to explain too much.
"Haha, since Brother Chen is not willing, why should Master force me?"
At this moment, Xie Mingyuan, the Minister of Civil Affairs, stood up and interrupted the conversation between the two.
"Furthermore, Brother Chen, the father of a tiger and the son of a dog, is a calm and solid person, but his youngest son is a little out of touch with flashiness. This has not been passed down to Brother Chen's advantages at all. Even if the master recruits him, he will be disappointed when the time comes."
When Xie Mingyuan said this, he glanced at Chen Zongxi.
Others don't know, but Xie Mingyuan still knows a little bit.
Chen Zongxi's youngest son seems to have been missing for a long time recently, and even Chen Zongxi doesn't seem to know his whereabouts.
Literary education emphasizes being steady, down-to-earth, and delving into knowledge step by step. The youngest son of the Chen family is obviously getting carried away.
However, what Xie Mingyuan cared about was far from this. The reason why he interrupted the conversation between the two at this time was mainly because of the Luyuan Poetry Competition hosted by the Queen Mother. Chen Zongxi's youngest son overcame all the heroes and won the first place. However,
At the same time, his only son Xie Chuan also lost his reputation throughout the capital because of Chen Shaojun.
Plagiarizing poems is not a trivial matter, and even his father, the Minister of Civil Affairs, was implicated for this.
If it weren't for the fact that he had been working hard in Beijing for many years and had a very high status in Zizhang's school, he might not even be able to hold the position of minister this time.
In any case, regardless of whether Chen Zongxi's youngest son really has real talents or learning, he will never give him any chance to show it again.
"In addition, this gathering was in a hurry, so I just hurriedly selected some students to come over. There are many talented people among the capital, and their qualifications are far better than those of the scholars in the palace now. If the master wants to see the great Shang Dynasty,
The young man's demeanor, Confucius' birthday will be in a few days, and His Majesty has also ordered a banquet to be held in the Hall of Heroes. If the master wants his disciples to have a cultural exchange with the most outstanding talents of our great Shang Dynasty, then
How about we compete again in the Hall of Heroes?"
Xie Mingyuan said seriously.
Hearing the words "Confucius' Christmas Day" and "Qunying Hall", all the scholars in the hall looked slightly surprised, but no one said anything.
On the other side, Master Dawenguo's eyes also flashed with light, but soon returned to normal.
"Oh? Respect is worse than obeying orders. Since Lord Shangshu has said so, let's do it according to Lord Shangshu's wishes. Boya, have you heard it? This opportunity is rare. When the time comes, you must not let all the great businessmen The commander-in-chief is disappointed."
Master Da Wenguo said, turning his head and glancing at Liao Boya who was not far away, but did not argue about Chen Shaojun.
"Yes, Master, my disciple will definitely fulfill his mission."
Liao Boya said and bowed.
But above the main hall, Xie Mingyuan, Honglu Temple Qing and others breathed a sigh of relief.
These last words were not an excuse. The scholars in the hall were indeed geniuses of the Shang Dynasty, but they were by no means the best. Xie Mingyuan's rejection of Chen Shaojun was not simply jealous.