Different from the previous poem, this time the selection of the chief poet was completely based on Fan Lao's words.
After reading the entire poem, Mr. Fan was amazed.
Before anyone else could watch, the bell was rung to announce the winner this time.
It is the normal state of this era that literary style prevails but martial virtue does not.
After reading the first two sentences, Mr. Fan actually didn't show much interest. It was the last two sentences that made him interested.
There is no need for a mulberry land to bury the bones; there is no place in life without green hills.
After becoming Fan Wenzheng, Mr. Fan did not have any prejudice against generals.
Especially now that the Jin Kingdom is eyeing the war, the Liao Kingdom is gearing up, and the Sixteenth State of Yanyun is still facing opponents, Fan Lao has become a staunch fighter.
And this poem undoubtedly does not speak to the hearts of the main militant faction.
Several other adults also took over the poem and began to pass it around to each other.
Now the outcome has been decided and they cannot change it.
The remaining few people had different opinions on the emotions conveyed by this poem, either praising or criticizing it.
But no one disagrees that this is a good poem, a poem good enough to be passed down from generation to generation.
"Thousands of years later, perhaps this poem will not be mentioned by anyone, but these two poems will definitely be passed down through the ages."
Looking at the majestic fonts on the rice paper in his hand, the owner of the red building on the side couldn't help but admire it.
"Young people are terrible. I have long felt that the traitor has some talents."
When Mr. Fan heard this, he seemed to feel light on his face and stroked his beard.
Xue Wen, who was sitting at the bottom, thought about what Mr. Fan had just said criticizing him and curled his lips secretly.
It was like this above the Red Mansion, and it was even more noisy below the Red Mansion.
Countless students are accusing Xu Hanliang of his behind-the-scenes operations. The results have come out before the test paper has been handed in?
But when the singer sang this verse, the students shut their mouths one after another.
Looking at the poems on the rice paper in my hand, I felt that the gap was as huge as a chasm in the sky.
"Actually, what I like the most is the young master's sentence, I hope all lovers in the world will eventually get married."
Master Li held his head with one hand, his eyes watery.
Even Xu Hanliang took one look and shouted that he couldn't stand it anymore.
"The poetry meeting should be over soon, so I'll take my leave first. It's a bit late."
Xu Hanliang did not want to stay any longer in the poetry meeting, so he bowed to everyone and said.
"Sir, there will be a Shikui ceremony in a while."
Master Li quickly reminded him.
"It's just a false reputation, it's nothing. It's a busy day today, and I want to take my little girl out for a walk alone."
Xu Hanliang waved his hand.
Master Li was a little surprised when he heard this.
Although I don't know who this young lady is, I feel a little bit of envy in my heart.
He asked tentatively: "Young master, is this young lady my real wife?"
Xu Hanliang shook his head and said with a smile: "She is considered a maid. I have been busy with affairs during this period and it is so lively that I want to call her over."
There was a hint of disappointment in Li Shishi's eyes.
The world-famous courtesan herself is actually worse than a maid.
Looking at Xu Hanliang's handsome face in front of him, Li Shishi's face showed a rare flutter.
Thinking of the plot in Romance of the West Chamber, a bold idea gradually spread in her heart.
After Xu Hanliang left home, a bookseller came to his door and wanted to buy the right to reproduce The West Chamber.
And Zhimiang also took out the "Palace of Eternal Life" according to Xu Hanliang's words.
After a long period of haggling, the bookseller finally agreed to a 50-50 split.
After the bookseller left, the young mother hurried to the West Lake.
However, there were too many people around the West Lake, and my small body could not see the scene above the boat.
However, the name shouted from above the red building made the young mother feel excited.
Thinking that my husband has received so much attention, I feel even more happy for him.
However, when a piece of news came, the smile on her face gradually disappeared.
Hearing people around him say that Xu Hanliang had been favored by the Bianliang oiran, he felt troubled for no reason.
Even if he keeps comforting himself, the husband and the oiran are the golden boys and girls, and he should be happy.
But the loss in my heart has never been eliminated.
Thinking of this, she left the crowd and walked back home.
"Young mother."
The familiar voice came from the cold street, making her heart tremble slightly.
Turning around, Xu Hanliang walked over quickly with a stack of oil paper in his hand.
"I thought you were at home. Today happens to be a small year, so I'll take you out for a walk."
While running, Xu Hanliang greeted her.
Then he opened the oil paper and said, "This is the pastry I brought back from the boat. It tasted pretty good, so I brought some for you."
Zhimiang's face turned red, she turned around and threw herself into Xu Hanliang's arms.
Feeling the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms, Xu Hanliang was slightly startled, and then patted her back.
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After the results of the Ninth Academy Poetry Competition came out, the entire literary circles in Zhejiang and Zhejiang were very puzzled.
Why did a little-known Changshu Academy become the biggest winner of this poetry competition?
Moreover, the reason why Changshu Academy won the first prize was actually due to one person.
The story that one person is better than the most talented people in the Nine Academy of Sciences gradually began to spread throughout the literary circles of Zhejiang and Zhejiang.
And those two poems also started to resound throughout the south of the Yangtze River with lightning speed.
At the same time, Romance of the West Chamber had begun to be printed in large quantities in bookstores.
It just so happened that the bookseller also wanted to take advantage of the Nine Academy Poetry Society to see if the sales of The West Chamber could exceed his expectations.
But the sales volume on the first day already made booksellers smile from ear to ear.
Five hundred copies of The West Chamber were sold out in less than half an hour.
And there is an endless stream of people placing subsequent orders.
The fact that Li Shishi admired Xu Hanliang because of this book spread, which greatly increased the reputation of The West Chamber.
Especially those ladies from rich families, they love to be arty.
After The West Chamber came out, it completely overturned their previous understanding.
Elopement, love, free love, talented people and beautiful children...
Such a story is equivalent to a cultural nuclear bomb in this era.
Even though the folk customs of the Song Dynasty were open, the orders of parents and the words of matchmakers were still the mainstream.
Xu Hanliang naturally didn't know much about this, and the printing rights of the books were bought out at one time, so how much he earned had nothing to do with him now.
There are only a few days left until the New Year's Eve.
These days, the academy is closed, and Xu Hanliang no longer has to play chess with Mr. Fan.
Before the New Year, Xu Hanliang also wanted to visit his cheap father.
Regardless of whether I have received any favor from him in this life, this body belongs to his son after all.
The place where Xu Youdao was imprisoned was in the Wu County cell.
In the early spring of next year, he will be escorted to Beijing and await death.
According to rumors, if the matter cannot be resolved, it will be a sentence of being sent to Cangzhou.
Fortunately, Xu Youdao was in the Song Dynasty, and he had preferential treatment for scholars like him who were born in Juren.