Xu Jin quickly bowed his head and said, "Xu Jin has met Zhao Jiaoxi."

This Mr. Zhao was about thirty or forty years old. He was a man of heaven and earth. He had a dignified appearance and elegant temperament. He always had a smile on his face and made people feel like they were in the spring breeze.

Zhao Jiaoxi said with a smile: "No need to be too polite. I heard that Xiao Xu and Fei Ge Laoxin couplets on the river bank, and wonderful couplets appeared frequently. Now that I see them, they are really talented and elegant. No wonder they can say that they can drive to the mountain."

There must be a road ahead, and when the boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally be straight."

Zhao Jiaoxi, whose surname was Zhao Mingyun and given name Mengyang, was also from Qianshan County. He was a Jinshi in the sixth year of Zhengde. He was a Jinshi in the same year as Fei Hong's younger brother Fei Cai, and they were close friends.

Yesterday, the Fei family arrived by boat, and Zhao Yun also went to greet them. Last night, they chatted with Fei Cai for a long time, during which Fei Cai mentioned Xu Jin and praised him a lot, so Zhao Yun had a very good impression of Xu Jin.

When I saw Xu Jin himself, he was handsome in appearance, elegant and calm in temperament, and his eyes were bright and lively, so I became even more fond of him.

Xu Jin hurriedly said humbly: "Professor Zhao is wrong in praising you. The students just made up the words casually and should not be praised like this."

Zhao Jiaoxi nodded secretly. Zihe (Fei Cai's nickname) said that this boy was calm and sophisticated, which was very inconsistent with his age. Now that he saw it, it turned out to be so. He gently stroked his short beard and smiled and said: "Fang Jiaoxi is an upright and upright person. I guess there is some misunderstanding."

, Xiao Xu, please follow me into the academy, and I will ask him for clarification."

Xu Jin quickly expressed his thanks and followed Zhao Jiaoxi into the academy with the Fei brothers.

Xinjiang Academy covers a large area with continuous buildings, and provides dormitories to current students. For the convenience of studying, most students live in the academy.

It is worth mentioning here that there are three ways to enter Xinjiang Academy. The first is to pass the academy's annual unified admissions examination; the second is to pay a high price to enroll; the third is to be an outstanding student recommended by an acquaintance.

Of course, those who are recommended by acquaintances must also pass the assessment, but it is not so strict, and there is no limit on the admission time. For example, Xu Jin is the third type. He can register at any time with a letter of recommendation.

Zhao Yun took Xu Jin and others to Yiletang (equivalent to the Academic Affairs Office). At this time, only one teacher was resting in Yiletang, and everyone else went to teach.

"Professor Fang is teaching here, Xiao Xu, please sit down for a moment, no need to tense up," Zhao Yundao said.

Xu Jin smiled and nodded, but did not sit down. He still had to have this awareness. As a student, how could he sit awkwardly in the Academic Affairs Office? Wouldn't it be necessary to see the pedantic and upright Professor Fang when he came back later?

Even more unhappy.

Teacher Zhao couldn't help but force himself when he saw Xu Jin refused to sit down, so he started to go through the admission procedures for the Fei brothers.

Professor Zhao first asked Fei Maoxian a question orally, which was equivalent to a kind of interview. If he thought he could pass, he would register him as a student. As for Fei Maozhong, who had the reputation of being a scholar, he was not even required to do the examination and just wrote it down in the student register.

Just enter your name and register your personal information.

Xu Jin watched from the side and had a rough idea in his mind. Professor Zhao's oral examination consisted of selecting a few sentences from the Four Books. It was not very difficult and he should have no problem passing it by himself.

The Fei brothers finished the admission procedures and left for the lecture hall, while Xu Jin continued to wait there.

Xu Jin stood and waited for half an hour. When he was feeling bored, Professor Fang walked in with a lecture under his arm. When he saw Xu Jin, his face turned dark and he shouted sternly: "How did you get in?"

Teacher Zhao stood up and smiled: "Jiaoxi Fang, I asked Xu Jin to come in. Is there any misunderstanding between you?"

Fang Jiaoxi's old face turned even darker, and he said loudly: "Zhao Mengyang, a disrespectful person who sells his ancestral land, is an unfaithful and unfilial person, what is your intention in bringing him in? Do you want to ruin my reputation?" After speaking, he flicked his hand.

Turn your sleeves away and leave.

Xu Jin felt like he was a loser. No matter how good he was at cultivating his qi, he couldn't help but feel angry. However, he also secretly wondered, how did this old man know that he had sold his ancestral land?

Zhao Yun was yelled at by Fang Xingsheng, his face turned red and white, and said angrily: "Old man Fang is really unreasonable, unreasonable..."

Zhao Yun was obviously angry. He said it was unreasonable three times. Seeing Xu Jin who was standing silently aside, he said in a deep voice: "Xu Jin, that old man Fang Xingsheng won't accept you. I will accept you. Are you willing to join me?"

Under my sect?"

Zhao Yun had a long conversation with his friend Fei Cai last night, and naturally he knew about Xu Jin's experience and life experience. He lost his parents at a young age and was helpless. What was wrong with selling his land and determined to take the imperial examination to obtain a scholar? Fang Xingsheng, an old man, didn't know what he had heard.

I don’t want such a talented and beautiful jade to be delivered to my door!

"Thanks to Professor Zhao for his kindness, the students are willing, but Professor Fang..."

Of course, Xu Jin would choose Zhao Mengyang out of 100,000 people. Fang Xingsheng is pedantic and old-fashioned, he only listens to others and has a bad temper. He has lived like a dog for a long time. Observe his words and actions. He is a man of this level, which shows his knowledge.

It won't get anywhere high.

Of course, Xu Jin couldn't readily agree to Zhao Mengyang. After all, Mr. Guo recommended Fang Xingsheng to him. If he changed his tune easily, he would be criticized, even though it was Old Man Fang who rejected him first.

Zhao Mengyang was even more satisfied with Xu Jin's performance. He could still hold his composure after being so humiliated. He waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about that old man. Fei Zihe recommended you to me last night. Fei Zihe is yours."

Recommended person!"

The other teachers in Yiletang were all watching the excitement, and they couldn't help but feel slightly moved when they heard this, because everyone knew that the Fei Zihe that Zhao Xi mentioned was Fei Ge's younger brother.

As a minister (from the fifth grade), he actually recommended Xu Jin personally. It seems that Fang Xingsheng was mistaken this time.

"Then... the student will follow Master Zhao's arrangements, but the matter must be explained to Professor Fang to avoid misunderstandings!" Xu Jin said respectfully. Although the other old man was very unhappy, he still had to show off.

Zhao Mengyang smiled and said: "As a teacher, I am not as thoughtful as you. Well, I will explain this to Fang Xingsheng. Xu Jin, although Fei Zihe and Fei Ge Lao have praised you highly, but the rules cannot be abolished, and the entrance examination is still

necessary."

Xu Jin nodded and said: "Master Zhao, please give me a question!"

"Well, since you are so good at right, I won't give you any right, and I won't pay attention to your meaning. How about you compose an impromptu poem?" Zhao Mengyang said with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, the other teachers in Yiletang had different expressions. Impromptu poetry was a test of quick thinking, which was much more difficult than studying the meaning of classics. Zhao Mengyang was not afraid that the boy would not be able to do it and would lose the face of his friend.

, after all, he was recommended by his friend Fei Cai.

Of course, Zhao Mengyang was a little worried, but he had more confidence in the vision of Fei Cai and Fei Ge. What's more, if the exam was too easy, he was afraid that he would be accused of deliberately letting Xu Jin compose a poem on the spot, and then Xingsheng would think about it later.

There is nothing to say about boycott.

Of course, Zhao Mengyang himself also wanted to see if this boy really had real talent and learning.

Xu Jin pondered and paced back and forth for a few steps, his mind racing. Of course he couldn't let go of Zhao Xi's face, and what Old Man Fang did had some impact on his reputation, so he had to "compose" a masterpiece.

Eliminate this adverse effect.

Xu Jin paced back and forth for a moment, then stood still and said: "Yes!"

Zhao Mengyang said happily: "Come and sing!"

"When students first arrived at Xinjiang Academy, they walked up the stairs and saw yellow leaves all over the ground and winter frost hanging on the branches. Suddenly, they saw a green bamboo on the rock facing the wind and frost. Now I came across a little poem. Please comment on it from Teacher Zhao!" Xu Jin said!

He chanted slowly: "I will never let go of Qingshan!"

As soon as this sentence came out, all the teachers in Yiletang couldn't help but light up. As the saying goes, an expert will know if there is anything as soon as he makes a move.

"The roots are originally in the broken rock. They have endured countless blows and are still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north or south."

After Xu Jin finished reciting the famous bamboo poem "Bamboo Stone" by Zheng Banqiao later, the entire Yi Le Hall was so quiet that one could hear the drop of a pin. It was not because the poem was not good, but on the contrary because it was so good.

All the teachers present at least have the reputation of being scholars. In other words, they are all knowledgeable people. You can naturally tell whether the poem is good or not by listening to it. Xu Jin's seven-character quatrains are sonorous, powerful and majestic, expressing the tenacity and tenacity of bamboo.

It is so vivid and vivid that it is definitely a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.

“What a poem!”

After the silence, there were cheers, and Professor Zhao was also pleasantly surprised. Although his friend Fei Cai praised Xu Jin very much, he was only a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old after all, so in Zhao Mengyang's opinion, even if Xu Jin could improvise a poem,

It was a general work at best, but I didn't expect it to become a blockbuster.

Not only Zhao Mengyang, but everyone in the hall did not expect that Xu Jin, a young man who was not yet in his prime, could compose such a majestic, sonorous and powerful bamboo poem. As the saying goes, it is impossible to express one's ambitions with things, and there is no deep emptiness in the heart.

come out.

"Still strong despite being struck hard by hardships, regardless of the winds from the east, west or northwest. These two sentences can be passed down to future generations!" Zhao Xi was so excited that he recorded the poem on the spot and asked: "Xu Jin, what title should I use for this poem?"

"

Xu Jin replied: "Bamboo and stone!"

Zhao Jiaoxi wrote the title of the poem "Bamboo and Stone" on paper, and ended with a short preface: On the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month in the twelfth year of Zhengde's reign in the Ming Dynasty, Xu Jin, a scholar from Shangrao, improvised the poem when he entered school. As soon as this poem came out, everyone was shocked, and I was overjoyed.

, the poems and essays are recorded here.

After Zhao Mengyang finished writing, he put the brush on the inkstone and laughed and said: "I will present this poem to the mountain chief later and find a craftsman to carve a stele and erect it under the bamboo. From then on, I have another name for Xinjiang Academy."

Jing, I will also get some glory as a teacher, haha!"

The mountain chief in Zhao Mengyang's words is the boss of the academy, which is equivalent to the current principal of the school.

Xu Jin couldn't help but secretly sweat, come again, don't want it!

The other teachers in the hall all cast envious glances. This is a good thing for the future generations. Some of them have been teaching in the academy for more than ten years and have never encountered such a good thing. The new student Xu Jin came to school on the first day of school.

Can erect monuments and engrave words.

But there is no point in being jealous. Whoever asked someone to compose a good poem that can be passed down from generation to generation will find it difficult for Xu Jin to become famous in the future.
Chapter completed!