Early the next morning, Zhao Jin changed his clothes and went out to the banquet.
Because this was a literati banquet, Zhao Jin no longer wore dark robes, but changed into a green shirt.
The elegant blue shirt softens Zhao Jin's sharp facial features a bit, making him look quite modest and gentlemanly.
This banquet was held in a pavilion outside the city.
When Zhao Jin arrived, there were already many literati and elegant people there.
He was almost the last one to arrive.
Everyone's eyes fell on Zhao Jin, and many people's eyes were intense.
The news that the county guard was coming had spread yesterday, and many people came to Zhao Jin.
"Lord Sheriff."
Everyone saluted.
Zhao Jin raised his hand and waved it lightly, "No need to be polite, I don't care about these etiquette today."
"Today, it's all about literary style!"
"Okay!" Many bold literati directly applauded the case.
After a while, Zhao Jin was almost surrounded by people.
Everyone talked eagerly with Zhao Jin.
Either because of Zhao Jin's identity, or because they admire Zhao Jin.
Xu Yongshen and the Plague, these two episodes have already convinced countless literati to admire Zhao Jin.
When I learned that Zhao Jin came here this time, he might be selecting capable subordinates for himself.
Many scholars who knew that there was no hope for the scientific examination came one after another.
It's just that after all, it's a bit shameless. They are all insinuating and no one speaks out.
As for those literati who were focused on scientific research and had no such plans, they more often discussed poetry with Zhao Jin.
There was a scholar in a white shirt with a slightly distressed look on his face, "A few days ago, by chance, I got the first couplet of a pair, but I really can't think of the second couplet no matter what."
A scholar said: "Well, you might as well say it and let's think about it together."
"If there are insects in the water, it will be turbid; if there are fish in the water, there will be fishing; if there are rivers and lakes in the water, there will be mist."
Long pairs are generally extremely difficult to pair.
After hearing this, many scholars thought hard.
Only a quarter of an hour later, no one could come up with a more suitable pair.
"It's difficult, it's too difficult!" The scholar shook his head and sighed.
An idea flashed in Zhao Jin's mind. He remembered that he had seen a similar pair before, and he blurted out: "Under the wood is the foundation, above the wood is the end. Wood, wood, pines, cypresses and camphors are densely forested."
The scholars around him were stunned at first, and then burst into applause.
"Wonderful! The dialogue is neat and the meaning is appropriate."
The scholar in white shirt was even more delighted, "Your Majesty, the Sheriff has solved a major problem for the common people."
In the past few days, he had been thinking about this couple without thinking about food or tea.
The more I can't figure it out, the more itchy and uncomfortable I feel.
Many scholars had been paying attention to this area of Zhao Jin, and the sudden noise made them even more curious.
After asking, I found out that Zhao Jin had made a perfect pair.
There were vague rumors before that Zhao Jin's literary talent was good, but everyone had never heard of Zhao Jin's poetry and always had a dubious attitude.
Looking at it today, is it more than good?
The scholar in white shirt suddenly said loudly: "Thank you for your compliments, how about we compose a poem based on the water and wood in the pair just now?"
"All the poems in today's banquet will be recorded and praised!"
Only then did Zhao Jin realize that the white-robed scholar was the one hosting the banquet, Lian Ting.
"good!"
Everyone is almost full of energy to have their poems and lyrics spread.
One poem or word after another was recited.
Either ordinary or amazing.
This place has become a stage where literati compete for beauty.
"Why don't you, Lord Sheriff, also compose a song?"
Zhao Jin, who was sitting on the wall admiring everyone's lyrics, was suddenly stopped by someone.
After being slightly stunned, he immediately refused, "No, I'm not good at poetry."
But everyone didn't believe that Zhao Jin could make such a pair, and his literary talent must be great.
Lian Ting pretended to be dissatisfied and said: "Your Excellency is obviously very talented in literature, why do you belittle yourself so much and don't want to write a poem?"
"I'm really not good at this." Zhao Jin smiled and still refused.
Seeing that Zhao Jin was so stubborn, Lian Ting rolled his eyes and came up with a good idea.
"Everyone here today must write at least one poem or lyrics."
This is to prevent Zhao Jin from escaping.
Zhao Jin shook his head and smiled bitterly. When he met Lian Ting's sly eyes, he couldn't help but laugh.
He pondered for a while and said: "The wind blows in the east, and the water and trees are shining with spring light. The sun shines on the green grass in the day, and the fallen flowers scatter and fly... But I am afraid that the scenery will be late, and the past will become the autumn beauty."
This is a long poem praising spring.
The scholar in white shirt lowered his head and savored a few words, and couldn't help but smile: "My lord is obviously very talented, but I just say that I am not good at this. If the common people hadn't persisted, I'm afraid I would have been fooled by my lord today."
Zhao Jin touched his nose and was speechless for a moment. He couldn't say that this was a poem from another world.
As soon as Zhao Jin published this poem, no one dared to write it again.
Gold and jade are in front of you. If you can't win, I'm afraid your poems will be rendered worthless.
Suddenly, a man in green shirt stood up.
"I'm not talented, I just thought of a poem, but it has nothing to do with water or wood."
The scholar is handsome, but a little too thin. It can be clearly seen that the green shirt on his body is a little white after washing.
Lian Ting smiled cheerfully, "It doesn't matter, brother, just come and come!"
The scholar clasped his fists in vain and bowed, and then said: "Follow the instructions of the light cold and the twilight, and the sorrow will not realize that spring is deep... The dragon and the snake have gone home from all over the world, and the cold food year after year makes the guest's heart sad."
Zhao Jin narrowed his eyes slightly. When the other party read this poem, his eyes kept falling on him, and he was clearly directed at him.
It seems that I heard that he wants to select someone here.
"It's a good poem." Zhao Jin said with a smile.
When everyone hears this poem, why don’t they know each other’s intentions?
"Master Lian." Zhao Jin suddenly called.
"Sir, please speak."
"Everyone who studies will end up working for the emperor's family and doing things for the people of the world. It's not enough to just know poetry."
The scholars looked at each other and knew that the highlight of the banquet was coming.
"Please give me some advice, sir."
Zhao Jin smiled and said, "I don't take it as an advice, but I have a question to ask you."
Everyone is nervous.
"If you become officials in the future and arrive in a place for the first time, how will you get along with the local gentry?"
The scholars never expected that the topic asked by Zhao Jin would be so sensitive!
Among the people, some of them were wealthy gentry from Yunzhou.
At this time, his expression was dark and unclear.
The original smile on Lian Ting's face disappeared. "The common people think that they should make friends with him. It is natural for local gentry to stay in the place for a long time. Making friends with him can also help to establish a foothold in the local area as soon as possible."
Zhao Jin smiled and said nothing, but said: "What do you think?"
Everyone looked at each other, and one after another someone stood up.
Some answers are not much different from Lianting's, while others are more radical and believe that all the wealthy gentry who are causing trouble to the place should be eradicated.
In the blink of an eye, the originally harmonious soldiers were suddenly divided.
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