"By the way, Li Langjun, you are also going out of the city today...what about the lectures at the restaurant?"
Here, the scholar couldn't help but ask again.
It is said that since he listened to Journey to the West, he has been deeply attracted by the story. Today, he plans to go out of the city to read the poem about the devil's fight and then return to Yibo Tower to listen to the book.
"Oh, I'm going out of town to do some errands, and I'll be back at noon! I won't delay my lecture."
Li Mo replied.
"That's great! It's a pity that I couldn't reserve a seat in advance today, but there will be Mr. Li then..."
"You guys, come here!"
The scholar originally planned to say something, but at this moment it was their turn to go out for inspection, so he had no choice but to say hello to Li Mo and went to greet him.
"Mr. Lang...we might as well go and give it a try!"
At this moment, after listening to the scholar's words, Xue Song's interest greatly increased and he lowered his voice and said to Li Mo.
"oh?"
"If Mr. Lang can take the opportunity to recruit this person under his command, our Yibo Building will have a name. From now on, people in the world will have to give some face when they come to have a drink, and they will not dare to cause trouble wantonly!"
Xue Song's eyes flashed with brilliance.
In his opinion, opportunities to recruit experts of this level are very rare and should not be missed easily.
Moreover, this kind of master sticks to his word, and once he agrees, there is no possibility of going back. More importantly, once he can recruit this person to Yibo Tower, his husband will have another master under his command. Who dares to do it?
Bully?
"Go and have a look..."
Li Mo nodded.
In fact, even if Xue Song didn't tell him, he would give it a try. Firstly, he wanted to admire the grace of this great master, and secondly, in order to deal with the Anshi Rebellion in the future, the more masters under his command, the better.
But it’s hard to say whether he can beat Wang Changling in the poetry competition.
Others don't know Wang Changling's talent, but he knows it very well. Although he has poems and songs from all dynasties on earth in his mind, this is a different Tang Dynasty after all.
Wang Changling...Qinglian layman Li Taibai have all come out, and some famous poems that have been passed down through the ages can no longer be used.
As for going to Xuanhe Village, we can take it slow.
The blank white linen paper taken from the discarded manuscripts the day before yesterday can still survive for two days.
"Um!"
The master and servant hit it off immediately, and it didn't take long for them to check the route for the soldiers guarding the city and leave the city gate.
Li Mo originally thought of asking about the place where Wang Changling's poems were written after he left the city, but he found that he had overthought it, because the scholars and scholars who left the city all rushed in the same direction. Needless to say, they were all going to see the poems.
Just follow them.
Go all the way, go all the way,
In the spring of March, catkins are like flowers, the suburbs of Dongdu are full of spring, and the rivers stretch. It is really a good place for an outing.
After walking for a few sticks of incense, the large group in front slowly stopped.
I saw an octagonal pavilion not far from the river. The pavilion was covered with black gauze. Outsiders could not see what was going on inside, but there was a long queue outside the pavilion.
There is also a middle-aged man holding a folding fan in front of the pavilion.
"Don't give up! Please invite the next one!"
During the pause, I heard the middle-aged man shouting loudly, and then saw a scribe in brocade robes smiling bitterly and shaking his head as he walked out of the pavilion from the other side.
"Ah? Mr. Mo Xulang was defeated? It seems that this poetry demon has some strength!"
"He is the 18th Jinshi in the previous subject. He is waiting for a vacancy at the Imperial Academy in the Western Capital. This time he returned to the Eastern Capital to visit his relatives..."
"It goes without saying that the strength of the Hanlin academicians is great!"
"It seems that those who want to fight with that poetry demon later should be careful."
Seeing this, the surrounding scribes and scholars were in an uproar.
"This gentleman? What on earth is going on?"
Li Mo and Xue Song were puzzled and asked the scholar who came here first.
"Mr. Lang doesn't know that the Poet Demon has made a rule. The poem for this competition is called Spring. Before that, it is said that the Poet Demon has already finished a poem. As long as the scribes enter the pavilion, the poems written by the Poet Demon can be better than that of the Poet Demon.
That poem is regarded as the defeat of the poetry demon!
Before this, more than a dozen scholars and scholars had tried, and without exception, they all failed!"
After hearing this, the scholar patiently explained.
Originally, he had the urge to enter the pavilion and try it out. Seeing that even a Jinshi like Mo Xu was defeated, he decided to just watch the excitement. He still knew how much he weighed.
In fact, it was not just this scholar who thought so.
After the young master named Mo Xu left the pavilion in eclipse, the long queue immediately dispersed, and many scribes chose to give up.
"But...how do you judge things like poetry?"
Li Mo was still a little puzzled.
Most of them were scribes, and they all felt that their own things were good, and things made by others must have flaws.
"Shi Mo specially invited Master Cheng from Dongdu City to sit in the pavilion this time. He has always been fair and impartial, so let him judge! Of course... we are all literati. In fact, we also have a good idea of the quality of our poems, otherwise
Will Mr. Moxu be convinced? He was the seventeenth Jinshi in the last subject."
The scholar couldn't help but look up and down Li Mo.
The look in your eyes makes it seem like you are a scholar, and you are dressed as well. How could you not even know about such a thing?
"That's right..."
Li Mo understood.
However, at this moment, another scribe in white walked into the pavilion, which caused the discussion to start again.
"Liu Yun! I didn't expect him to come too!"
"That's right! It seems that the Poetry Demon is in doubt. Liu Yun was born in the Gongyuan Academy and his voice has been rising since he entered Qiuwei last year. It is said that he is very likely to be the first place in the Jinshi Department this time!"
"Well, no matter how strong Shi Mo is, he shouldn't be stronger than Liu Yun."
Hearing such discussions, Li Mo couldn't help but glance at the gossiping scribes. They really knew nothing about Wang Changling's strength.
Liu Yun has memories in this body.
He came from a noble family and entered Gongyuan since he was a child. He belongs to the new generation of leaders of the Dongdu Academic School and has a high reputation in the scholar circle.
But even so, he was still no match for Wang Changling.
really,
As expected by Li Mo, after about half a stick of incense had passed, Liu Yun walked out of the pavilion, and the middle-aged man shouted, "Liu Yun is defeated!"
Wow!
The various scribes who were watching suddenly became noisy again.
By the way, even someone like Liu Yun has been defeated, who else can be the opponent of this poetry demon?
.......
Just when Li Mo and Xue Song were about to continue watching, Jiang Yunyi and Xu Shan also appeared at the other end of the crowd.
At this moment, Jiang Yunyi's face didn't look good, and Xu Shan next to him also looked solemn.
"I didn't expect that even Mo Xu and Liu Yun would lose. Chao Wei, you have to deal with it with all your strength!"
Turning around, he warned his nephew.
By the way, Li Chaowei had participated in several provincial examinations, but he made mistakes on the spot and failed to pass high school, so he became a book writer in a book club. If he was really talented and took the imperial examination route, he wouldn't have bothered to go to the West Capital to deliver books and references.
Reward the scribe.
"Uncle, don't worry! The imperial examination is not about writing poems and legends on the spot... If you take the test on these..."