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Chapter 797

Chapter 797 Ending

The person with the most red silk tied on his body means that he is the most famous and talented, and will naturally become the first in the "Poetry Society".

There is a reward of one hundred taels of silver for winning the first place in the Poetry Society. However, only the poor scholars will value the silver reward, and the nobles will look down on it.

The main reason why the noble children hope to get the first place is that the "Poetry Society" itself can bring them a lot of prestige, and it can even attract the appreciation of some high-ranking officials in the court. If you accidentally meet a noble person, your career will be just around the corner.

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At this time, the poetry meeting was officially held, and the person responsible for witnessing it was Yu Zhining, "one of the eighteen bachelors of the Qin Palace"!

Yu Zhining, wearing a dark blue robe, has thick hair, a big nose and big eyes. He is an official from the fourth rank and the lieutenant of Tiance Prefecture. He is relatively young among the eighteen bachelors.

At this time, as a witness, he was sitting on a chair next to the wooden platform.

On the stage, there were various literary talents. They all appeared a little nervous after taking the stage.

After all, next to him is Yu Zhining, an eighteenth-year bachelor, and there are many talented scholars and scholars in the audience, so it’s no wonder he’s not nervous.

Now the twenty-first scholar came onto the stage, a thin man with high cheekbones, wearing gray plain clothes.

Standing in Taichung, the man with high cheekbones took a deep breath and chanted: "The color of the grassland is endless, the sky is so vast that it cannot be touched, the height of the heart is far away, and the body is close..."

The man with high cheekbones wrote a landscape poem, which was very long, monotonous and boring. Moreover, he spoke very slowly, and the people in the audience became more and more impatient as they listened.

Finally, some literati couldn't bear it any longer and said, "Get off the stage. You dare to embarrass yourself on stage at your level."

This cry resonated with other literati, each waving their fists and demanding to step down.

The man with high cheekbones also had a firm mind. Even if the people in the audience shouted and shouted at him, he still stood where he was and read the scenery poem without changing his expression.

Even after he finished reading, the man with high cheekbones could not avoid being ridiculed and slandered by the people around him. After all, if he could not write a good poem on such a stage, it would be a waste of everyone's time. No wonder other people would be angry.

After a while of burning incense, a group of literati appeared on the wooden stand one after another. Their performance varied, but overall there was no one who was particularly stunning.

Yu Zhining, who was sitting on the Taishi chair, was obviously sleepy and couldn't help but yawned.

The little-eyed book boy next to him quickly reminded: "Sir, cheer up... You are representing the Qin Palace as a witness supervisor today, so you must not lose your etiquette."

After hearing the reminder from the scholar, Yu Zhining forced himself to cheer up even though he felt sleepy, so as not to lose his prestige as a bachelor of the Prince of Qin's Palace.

"It's just that this poetry meeting was really boring. The poems and songs created were all mediocre. They were mostly piled up with beautiful words and had no depth."

"Sir... King Qin said that the poetry society invites literati from all over the world, regardless of high or low, so naturally the people who come to the stage to recite are all mixed."

"It's clear, it's clear, but where are King Qin and Master Yu now?

I obviously saw the two of them before, but now the poetry meeting has started, but they are not here."

"I heard that they were entertaining Lord Muchuanmu."

Muchuan?

Yu Zhining was somewhat surprised to hear that King Qin and Yu Shinan actually went to meet Muchuan.

How could He De of Muchuan be allowed to be received by those two distinguished people?

Isn't he just a minister of household affairs?

Even if he has the title of "the youngest number one scholar in the founding of the country", he is not worthy of such special attention. In the end, he is still a young boy.

Yu Zhining didn't have a good impression of Muchuan. Perhaps it was because rumors of Muchuan's troubled deeds were widely spread in the court, and he would get tired of hearing about them.

And in Yu Zhining's opinion, most of the rumors and rumors about Muchuan are false.

Rumor has it that Muchuan is a unique talent that has been seen for thousands of years. He has a photographic memory, quick thinking, and is knowledgeable about the past and present. Even Li Tai, who is known as "the most intelligent person in the royal family", is far from being able to compare with him.

It's just that Yu Zhining doesn't believe it. How can there be such a heaven-defying person in the world?

He was looking forward to meeting Muchuan in his heart. If he did meet, he would have to expose the other party's true face, so as to avoid the other party pretending to be a ghost in the court and deceiving people.

Just when Yu Zhining was lost in thought, the voice of a small-eyed book boy came from the side: "Sir, the people from the Shangguan family are going to play next."

"oh?

Yeah."

Yu Zhining looked up and saw Shangguan Baifeng on the red cloth platform.

Shangguan Baifeng is majestic and confident, and one can tell at a glance that he is sure to win this "Poetry and Essay Competition".

He is worthy of being the son of Senior Brother Shangguan! Yu Zhining secretly praised him in his heart. In fact, he was very optimistic about Shangguan Baifeng. After all, he had grown up watching Shangguan Baifeng!

As for Shangguan Baifeng's father, Shangguan Jin, he was Yu Zhining's senior brother. They both studied under the same master for ten years and studied hard for ten years, so they were destined to become officials together.

Looking at Shangguan Bai Feng now, Yu Zhining couldn't help but think of Shangguan Jin's young appearance back then.

"Nephew Shangguan, it's time to start."

"Yes, Sir Yu."

Shangguan Baifeng agreed and recited it once in front of the mahogany stage.

[Looking at the full moon in the distance and thinking about old friends, I am so happy at the beginning of the night-blooming cereus...]

Shangguan Baifeng wrote a poem called "Meeting Friends under the Moon", which tells the story of a night when he missed his friend and felt lonely. However, his old friend seemed to respond to his thoughts and appeared on the streets of Chang'an City. The two met and were overjoyed.

When Shangguan Baifeng finished reading, the talented people on stage burst into applause and cheered.

It seems that Shangguan Baifeng is indeed very popular. It's no wonder that he already has good talents and academic attainments, and he inherited his father Shangguan Jin's "gold mean". He is well-rounded when facing people from all walks of life, and he can have both sides. This also creates

The scene of his "good popularity".

Yu Zhining was quite satisfied with Shangguan Baifeng's performance, so he stood up and applauded: "Okay, okay..."

There are not many people who can be praised by the bachelors of the Prince of Qin's Palace. Today, Shangguan Baifeng is one of them, so he naturally feels even more glorious.

After Shangguan Baifeng finished reciting, it seemed that no scholars came on stage to compete. It seemed that Shangguan Baifeng was the last person standing.

"Is there no one left?"

Yu Zhining asked the book boy next to him.

"Sir, it seems there is no one left."

Since there is no one, Yu Zhining plans to go on stage to announce the end of this "Poetry and Literature Conference", and then enter the evaluation stage, where all the literary talents will jointly select the best candidate.

However, before Yu Zhining was about to make the announcement, there was a burst of noise from the intellectuals in the audience.

“Where is Lord Muchuanmu?

Why didn't you see him? He seems to have been invited to attend the poetry meeting?"

"Yes, yes, why don't you see Master Mu?"


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