Xie Chuan is still the same Xie Chuan, but his reputation seems to have fallen further than before. Although Xie Mingyuan, the Minister of Civil Affairs, gave him an invitation from the Hall of Heroes, he is out of tune with the people around him.
A person who is not even a master is simply bringing humiliation to himself by coming to participate in a gathering of heroes who are almost all great scholars.
Wang Xiaonian sneered, ignored it, and quickly rode the green bull into the Hall of Heroes.
——If even that guy Chen Shaojun can’t look down on him, he will certainly not be able to look down on him!
"clang!"
I don’t know how long it took, but the bell rang again, but this time it meant that the banquet on Kong Xing’s birthday in the Hall of Heroes had officially begun.
After all, this was a banquet to commemorate the founder of Confucius. Confucian scholars from various schools had already prepared. One after another, they took stacks of scriptures and new texts. After one person finished explaining, people at the other table stood up one after another, as if making a speech, and then They exchanged words like a routine condolence.
Every time someone communicates, everyone shows great respect and listens carefully. But if you look closely, although the Confucian and Taoist scholars listen carefully, occasionally agreeing and occasionally retorting, many people are not thinking about this at all. Above, the mind does not belong.
Because almost everyone at the banquet knows that after this is the highlight of the entire banquet.
——The Confucian and Taoist competition between Da Shang and Da Wen!
Looking around the entire banquet in the Hall of Heroes, we saw Sun Shaoru, the number one young person of the Qidiao School, talented Confucian scholars from the Meng family and the Zhongliang school, Zhang Muyang, a child prodigy, Yan Lu from the Yan family, Zhang Ze, a young scholar... there were more than eight major schools, Almost everyone from Dashang and the entire Confucian and Taoist younger generation came.
Each of them is a top genius in business, Confucianism, and Taoism. At this time, their expressions are calm and steady. If you look carefully, their eyes seem to be meeting in one place——
At that banquet, there was a man in white clothes and a golden Confucian crown. Although he was sitting at a seat, his body was upright and he had the demeanor of a humble gentleman. Even when he raised a glass to drink, he looked elegant and generous, giving people a sense of elegance and refinement. smell.
Liao Boya!
Countless eyes gathered in an instant, and the atmosphere suddenly became strange, filled with a subtle tension, or hostility. The elegant young master in front of him was the common enemy of the disciples of the great merchants present.
Only by defeating him can everyone win this battle in the Hall of Heroes, become famous all over the world, and at the same time comfort the disciples behind them.
"Are you Liao Boya?"
At this moment, a carefree voice sounded, breaking the silence first.
Wang Xiaonian rode the big green bull and walked in carelessly.
——Of all the scholars attending the meeting in the Hall of Heroes, no one rode a big green bull or brought any strange animals in. Only Wang Xiaonian had this honor. It seems that the Empress Dowager of Dashang was interested in him after hearing about Wang Xiaonian's deeds. He liked him so much that he specially gave him a token and received amnesty.
"They say you are an unparalleled genius who only comes across once in a hundred years. I thought you were a three-headed and six-armed man, but now it seems like nothing more than that!"
Wang Xiaonian slowly approached with a condescending look. During this period, he had heard a lot about Liao Boya's name.
"Who is your Excellency?"
Liao Boya smiled slightly, raised his head and asked.
"I am Xiaonian, the king of Jingyue, have you heard of me? I came here specifically to defeat you!"
Wang Xiaonian looked proud.
"I see."
Liao Boya just smiled, his expression was not arrogant, neither close nor distant. It was obvious that he had never heard of this name.
"Asshole! Do you look down on me?"
Wang Xiaonian was furious when he saw this. He was a business prodigy. Liao Boya acted like he had never seen him before. Was that intentional?
But as soon as he came in, he noticed him and regarded him as a formidable enemy. This kid was too arrogant.
"Brother Wang, don't be surprised. I'm a newbie here and I really don't know much about the Shang Dynasty."
Liao Boya said calmly.
Bastard! An excuse, this is definitely an excuse!
He, Wang Xiaonian, was the number one genius of the Great Shang Dynasty, and he, Liao Boya, was his biggest opponent at the banquet of the Hall of Heroes today. How could this guy not know about him?
"You brat, don't be complacent! Wait until I defeat you and see how you can still laugh."
Wang Xiaonian said, flicking his sleeves, with an indignant look on his face, he passed by Liao Boya and walked inside.
This kid is just as hateful as Chen Shaojun. If he keeps talking, he will be angry to death from this kid.
However, although Wang Xiaonian left, other people's eyes still did not leave Liao Boya.
"Zhang Qiu of Zizhang School!"
"Feng Xiao of the Yan School!"
"Kong Beichen of the Meng School!"
"Ji Bowu of Lezheng School!"
Compared to Wang Xiaonian, everyone was more restrained and more polite. One by one, they came forward, cupped their hands, and announced their names, as if they had met Liao Boya.
And Liao Boya also returned the greetings one by one, looking down-to-earth, generous and decent.
"Take a seat!"
When everyone almost came in, above the main hall, a Confucian scholar wearing blue and black Confucian clothes, with patterns of mountains, rivers, grains, and earth on his body came forward. His expression was solemn and meticulous, and he rang the bell in the Hall of Heroes.
The emperor offers wine!
This is the highest ceremonial officer for royal sacrifices, and he is also the host of the gathering of heroes on Confucius' Christmas Day. The sending of the royal emperor to host the ceremony shows that the royal family attaches great importance to this.
When everyone was seated one by one, many civil servants also entered the hall. Xie Mingyuan, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, the Minister of the Ministry of Rites, the Minister of the Ministry of Hubu, the Prince Taifu, the Prince Shaobao, the Prince Taishi..., many civil servants from big businessmen also entered.
After entering the venue, it can be said that most of the civil servants from the entire Dashang Dynasty have entered here, including Chen Shaojun's father, Chen Zongxi.
Today is not only the day when the two countries compete, but it is also the birthday of Confucius. The royal family sent out court officials, which to some extent shows the importance they attach to the banquet at the Hall of Heroes. Of course, the most important thing for everyone is the literary event.
As a result of the fight, all the civil servants and great scholars who entered here looked at Liao Boya and the many great businessmen in the palace almost immediately.
Unconsciously, the atmosphere suddenly became serious.
"Today is the birthday of Confucius. It is also a grand gathering for exchanges and discussions between students and scholars from the two countries. In order to show respect for the late sage Confucius, we have specially summoned you here to write poems and articles. You must use all your talents to write beautiful articles.
, to feed the spirit of the sages and comfort the soul of the sage Confucius. Do you all understand?"
At the front, the emperor was offering wine, dressed in solemn attire, and said in a loud voice.
"promise!"
Including Liao Boya, everyone looked solemn and bowed their heads one after another.
"start!"
…
"According to the decree of the Emperor, the first few items of this literary examination were drawn up by His Majesty himself, sealed into a scroll, and sealed one by one. On Christmas Day in the Hall of Heroes, no one is allowed to pry before the imperial examination to show fairness!"
In just a moment, a fat eunuch with a majestic face and a cloud-patterned robe came out of the back hall. He grabbed three lead-sealed scrolls, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Absolute fairness does not exist. Whether the test questions are set by the Great Wen Kingdom or the Great Shang Dynasty, it is difficult to show absolute fairness. Therefore, the final decision is made by the Great Merchant Emperor.
You have no joke!
This is the power of the emperor!
Endorsing this imperial examination of the Hall of Heroes with the majesty, credibility and status of the king of a country is the greatest fairness that can be achieved. It is also the emphasis on this literary and Taoist event, the struggle between Confucianism and Taoism, and the majesty of the emperor.
Of course there is no need to lie about this kind of thing.
Moreover, the first few exams in the Hall of Heroes are poetry couplets, which are the most basic exams on literary skills. They are quite satisfactory exams and have no different meanings from the great Wen Kingdom.
At the banquet, drinks and pastries have been prepared, but the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and the four treasures of the study, occupy the most space.
After spreading out the rice paper, grinding the ink sticks, and dipping them in ink, everyone sat upright and prepared for the exam.
There is no time limit for the Qunying Hall exam, and generally enough time is given. This is a big matter, and it is related to the cultural differences between the two countries. Everyone is extremely serious and goes all out, even if it is a small amount of time, they must try their best to fight for it.
, to get more thinking time.
For a while, the sound of paperweights and ink grinding could not be heard.
"Boy, just wait and see. I'll beat you down hard in a moment and let you know what it means to be real, there are people outside the world, and there is a world outside the world!"
At the banquet, Wang Xiaonian was hesitant and full of ambition. While sharpening his ink, his eyes wandered through the hall, quickly searching for the target.
In just a moment, Wang Xiaonian saw his biggest enemy. However, as far as he could see, while the students in the hall were gearing up and actively preparing, Liao Boya was dressed in white Confucian clothes, sitting upright, but he was smiling without saying a word, kneeling on his knees.
He was motionless there, calm and unmoved, which was in sharp contrast to the busyness of the people around him.
"This bastard... is just pretending to be arrogant and sophisticated!"
Wang Xiaonian's eyes burst out with fire. The more he looked at this guy, the more he disliked him.
"Just pretend for now, and soon you will be my loser!"
Wang Xiaonian withdrew his gaze and rubbed the ink stick until it made a squeaking sound.
On the other side, as the seal on the scroll was opened, the first question was quickly revealed.
"The first question, Yongxue!"
"Swish, swish, swish!"
As soon as the voice of the eunuch in cloud-patterned brocade robes fell, there was an intensive sound of writing brushes throughout the Hall of Heroes. All the scholars from various universities sat upright and started writing almost immediately.
Although Confucian and Taoist scholars, especially geniuses, were all arrogant and looked down upon others, when it came to the competition between the two countries, both sides went all out and had a strong desire to win.
"Buzz!"
But as soon as he finished writing, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly changed. As everyone started writing, streams of energy rose into the sky. The rich literary spirit was like bamboo shoots after the rain, rising from each seat and rice paper,
Thousands of chapters and splendid articles immediately filled the hall, and even rushed out from the top of the hall. The literary atmosphere enveloped the Hall of Heroes, and even made the place shrouded in clouds and mist, like another fairy mirror.
And the rich haze is like flowing clouds, even along the ground, through the cracks in the door, surging out from the Hall of Heroes, filling the void.
genius!
A true genius!
Only a genius can create an image as soon as he puts pen to paper, and almost everyone in the Hall of Heroes has this qualification at the very least.
Such a grand occasion is enough to shock anyone who sees it.