Chapter 116: Fame is nothing but a trace in a dream (2)
Amidst the laughter of the Jinshi, Wen Zhengming seemed a little annoyed: "You are a commoner primary school student, you are not even qualified to be a child! How dare you tease the seniors here!"
Wang Tingxiang suddenly interjected: "Wen Hengshan, you may not know that this boy is a famous person in the county government. He will definitely pass the exam as a boy next year. Don't underestimate him!"
Broadly speaking, after passing the county examination, you can call yourself a tongsheng. Even if you live to your seventh or eighth decade, you will still be a tongsheng. Strictly speaking, you have to pass the government examination before you can call yourself a tongsheng, but for such a low-level title, people don't take it seriously.
Wen Zhengming was deliberately surprised and said: "He is actually a famous person in the county government? Then congratulations in advance to the child for being on the list of the county high school exam!"
Qin Dewei was speechless. Is Da Sima here to express his feelings? He weakly defended himself and said: "The boy relies on his talent to walk on the road to fame."
Wen Zhengming pressed on again and said: "You said you have talent, but I haven't seen you show anything. You are half a king and half a beauty, so forget it."
Nanguozijian Zhan offered wine and continued Wen Zhengming's words: "Hengshan, you and I need to be self-aware. Some people may be really talented, but they just don't want to show it to you and me."
Wen Zhengming didn't understand what his old friend meant for a moment, so he asked: "Why is this? Are you and I not enough to be seniors?"
Zhan Jijiu glanced at Wen Renquan, the imperial censor next to him, and said deliberately sourly: "Even if you have talent, you still have to show it to the great master. He really cares about fame. A cold and idle official like me,
And you, an old man, are not worthy of being shown to me!"
Qin Dewei: ""
Is it interesting that a group of adults banded together to bully a primary school student like me?
Wen Zhengming laughed at himself in response to the situation, and then pointed at Wen Renquan, who was smiling but saying nothing: "Common boy! Do you know who this is?"
Qin Dewei's face was full of reverence, full of excitement, and he shouted to Wen Renquan affectionately: "Grand Master!"
Don't say that Qin Dewei behaved badly and didn't kneel down to hug his thigh. It can be said that Qin Dewei restrained himself very much.
Scholars these days are going crazy and scolding people all over the world. There are many people who are disrespectful to Shangguan, but they dare not offend Ti Xueguan.
Because the academic officials have the power to recruit scholars from a province and control their reputations, scholars must be personally selected by the academic officials to be admitted, and the academic officials also have the function of depriving them of academic titles.
The Tixue officer is called Tixue deputy envoy in other provinces, and Tixue censor in Liangzhili. They are both respected as great masters by scholars. Especially for scholars who have not been selected as scholars, they are must-licks and should never be dared.
Disrespected.
Wen Renquan, the imperial censor of Nan Zhili, continued to smile and say nothing. Qin Dewei had seen this face too many times. To put it bluntly, there were at least hundreds of thousands of people in Zhili in Nan Zhili who wanted to kneel down and call him daddy.
Ask him to reward you with a scholar's reputation.
Wen Zhengming was criticized by Qin Dewei again and again, and finally he couldn't help but take revenge: "Master Wenrenda is here, I will give you a poem topic! If you can do it well, I will ask Wenrenda for you
Grandmaster intercedes!”
Qin Dewei's eyes flashed, "Mr. Hengshan, are you serious about what you said?"
Wen Zhengming said categorically: "Of course it's a deal!"
Qin Dewei was ecstatic in his heart. The imperial censor of Tixue was the official who wholesaled scholars. As long as he registered with Grand Master Wenren, his reputation as a scholar would be guaranteed!
This horse-riding person is a great opportunity! But does it mean that there are private exchanges, handling of public weapons, and imperial examination fraud?
Qin Dewei looked at Wen Renquan, but still smiled and said nothing, with no intention of stopping Wen Zhengming. He then looked at Wang Tingxiang, who was as handsome as water, with a look of disinterest.
The big guys didn’t take it seriously, and I was still hesitant and afraid of getting hammered!
There is no contract, no breach of contract, no breach of contract, women will only affect the speed of progress! Qin Dewei shouted: "Mr. Hengshan, please give me a question!"
Wen Zhengming stood on the edge of the railing and looked around. He saw rippling water, poplar catkins and willow catkins flying in the air. Under the willow trees on the shore, beauties had gathered on the shore, laughing and joking, waiting to be called.
"Yes, don't you want to have the ambition of becoming a blue cloud? Use this scene in front of you to write about your ambition to become a blue cloud, and compose a poem for the great master Wenren! It won't take too long, and I limit you to writing it before the beauty gets on the ship!"
Everyone shook their heads when they heard this. The question was a bit difficult and the time limit was tight.
Because the scenery in front of us, whether it is the rippling water waves, the frivolous poplar catkins flying around, or the beauties who are laughing and adding to the fun, in the artistic conception of traditional poetry, they have nothing to do with Qingyun's ambition, and it is difficult to write no matter which one is used.
If you really want to talk about it, it is more or less related to the artistic conceptions of having no talent, being homeless, and ruthless water. It is really difficult to show a positive ambition and dedicate it to the great master who holds your own future.
Seeing the beauties on the shore starting to call their names and lining up, time is running out.
Qin Dewei looked at the great master Wenren enthusiastically and chanted: "The spring dance in front of the Baiyu Hall, the east wind blows evenly. The bees and butterflies are surrounded by chaos. How many times have they passed by? How can we have to live in the dust?"
Everyone nodded after hearing this, and of course they could tell that it was written about poplars and willow catkins. What was special was that it was slightly happier than other poems on the same theme.
It's pretty good to be able to make it in a short period of time, but I don't hear it having anything to do with Qingyun's ambition.
The young boy looked at the Grand Master with more and more enthusiasm, and continued to sing: "Thousands of threads will never change, let him gather and divide as he pleases. There is no reason to laugh at the age. The good wind will send me to the blue clouds with its strength."
Damn it! Wen Zhengming was so shocked that he really did it?
Shao Hua Xiu laughs without roots. Doesn’t this describe himself? Good wind sends me to Qingyun by virtue of his strength. Isn’t this written for the great master!
The topic is completely consistent, and it also has artistic conception and elegance, not just kneeling down and licking it!
Everyone watching the excitement was shocked, but they looked at Wen Zhengming with strange expressions. Unexpectedly, you, Wen Hengshan, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would actually
Wen Zhengming suddenly came to his senses, waved his hands and said: "I, Wen Hengshan, swear here that I will never collude with little friend Qin beforehand! He did it impromptu!"
So everyone was even more shocked. It turned out that it was not a plan to make people famous, but a real and real thing!
This is not a man-made prodigy that comes out dozens of times a year, this is a living, natural prodigy! It’s eye-opening, it’s really eye-opening.
Qin Dewei didn't care how shocked others were, he just looked at Wen Zhengming and then at Master Wenrenda, "What did you promise me?"
Wen Renquan, the imperial censor of Southern Zhili, finally stopped laughing and said with a wry smile: "This is a good word, but academic officials are changed every three years, and I will leave after the next year's rural examination.
Therefore, I cannot wait until you take the next Dao test, and I cannot personally send you to Qingyun."
After saying this, Wen Renquan let out a long sigh, looking very regretful.
"Hahahaha!" Wen Zhengming, the instigator, couldn't hold it in anymore. He held on to the railing, raised his head and laughed wildly. He said out of breath, "I can indeed help you intercede with Wenren, no problem!"
Wang Da Sima and Zhan Jijiu looked at the primary school students and laughed together, and the deck was filled with a happy atmosphere.
Damn it! Qin Dewei almost burst into tears. These big shots actually banded together to deceive elementary school students about their poems!
No wonder Wen Zhengming openly said just now that when he interceded for himself with Grand Master Wenren, others were indifferent to this obvious fraud because they all knew the inside story!
The young boy's dream of becoming a scholar, which he had just become eager to achieve, was shattered in the blink of an eye.
There was a scribe assigned by the host next to him. He took a pen and silently recorded the poems. There was no fluctuation in his heart. He was just a copying machine with no emotion.
Someone in charge shouted: "Please come to the table, gentlemen!"
