Chapter 315: Passed the primary election, try another song
"Look! Another poem has been presented to the main hall."
As time passed, Xu Shi felt that there was no hope for his poems to appear on the stage. More and more scholars gathered in the open space outside Fulin Hall. They all wanted to hear for the first time what poems that could pass the six female school books would be like. , if you can learn something from it, no matter how bad it is, you can still listen to it and tell your relatives and friends when you go back.
"Jingu Bao Wenfeng's poems just now are very good, and he deserves to be from Jingu Academy!"
"Needless to say, haven't you seen that the three poems read out in a row are all scholars from Jingu Academy?" Someone responded proudly. Needless to say, this person must be from Jingu.
"It seems that Xinke Jieyuan's poem has not been read out yet?"
Fang Tangjing was in the crowd. When he heard this, he spoke up with a bit of ridicule: "I heard that Xinke Jieyuan is only good at scriptures and not poetry. Maybe he was screened out?"
After saying that, he instantly disappeared into the shadows where the light could not reach.
Fang Tangjing has learned the lesson of being drunk in Qionglou in the past.
The crowd was in a state of excitement.
"I've heard about this too!" Someone immediately agreed, claiming to be from Diecui Academy, and counting the poems Jia Lan wrote in the monthly exams in his early years, "Jie Yuanlang is indeed not good at poetry."
"That's unreasonable!" A scholar from Diecui Academy present immediately retorted, "Maybe Xie Yuanlang's talent and learning are not good at poetry. However, Xie Yuanlang also has many excellent works in poetry, but compared with his articles, It's inspiring, but the poetry is just a little bit inferior!"
After that, the man recited several of Jialan's poems in front of his face. Everyone present was not unlearned and unskilled. Everyone who had heard or not heard them all nodded.
Seeing that the situation was not right, the man immediately got into the crowd and ran away.
Cang!
But when they heard the sound of the gong, everyone turned their heads.
A man in Confucian uniform walked out of the hall, raised his hand and recited poems loudly.
"Now there is a poem written by Jia Lan of Rongguofu..."
The crowd stirred again, and the scholars from Diecui Academy suddenly felt elated, except for Tang Jing, who had just walked far away, and his expression darkened.
In Fulin Hall, Kong Jirui held the original copy of Jia Lan's poem.
"Good calligraphy! Good calligraphy!"
Duke Yan Sheng praised him repeatedly and watched with admiration. The other masters nodded one after another, and some even smiled and congratulated Li Xuan: "Congratulations to Mr. Tiantai, it is such a blessing to have such a great disciple under my knees!"
Li Xuan stroked his beard and smiled, saying a few words of modesty, but judging from his raised eyebrows, it was obvious that he was quite satisfied with Jia Lan.
Where does calligraphy come from? The heart is its object.
The word "Jia Lan" is natural and open-minded, which shows that his mind is a bit more sophisticated than the Chinese style.
Kong Jirui looked at Li Xuanzhu: "It is really gratifying and congratulatory for Mr. Xuanzhu to have such a high disciple!"
"This child is too young. Although it is a rough jade, I am afraid it still needs a lot of carving."
Hearing this, Kong Jirui was startled, looked at Li Xuan and lowered his voice slightly: "Don't you want him to take the Jinke Examination? But in this case, he will have no choice but to go to Taixue, and you don't have to worry about the situation there.
I know..."
Li Xuanzhu shook his head slightly: "The exam still has to be taken. I just want him to stay in the Imperial Academy and study for a few more years."
"There are special arrangements for new scholars to enter the Imperial Academy. After the Imperial Examination, they will be selected from among the Imperial Scholars. After three years of imperial examinations, the Academy will be dismissed. Those with outstanding results will stay in the Academy. With Jialan's talent and learning, it will not be difficult to stay in the Academy, but..." Kong Jirui's words
A twist: "Now that the Emperor is getting older, all the affairs of the country are entrusted to him. Now he is an enterprising person. In the past few years, he has sent inspection censors to patrol the world and rectify the government. Now he is clearing the land with great measures."<
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Kong Jirui stared at Li Xuan and said: "The opening of courses every year shows that the emperor's plan is not small. If you want Jia Lan Ansheng to stay in the Hanlin Academy for a few years, it may not be easy."
Li Xuanzhu smiled and asked another question: "The imperial court cleared the land, what do you think of this matter?"
"What do I think?" Kong Jirui's eyes flashed, but his face remained calm: "Is this important?"
"Mr. Yan Sheng is the first family in Qilu and the representative of Confucianism in the world. Of course your attitude is very important and can even influence the world!" Li Xuan's eyes were sharp.
The two looked at each other for a moment, and Kong Jirui suddenly laughed and recited a paragraph: "One life and a stoop, another life and a stoop, three lives and a bow, and walking along the wall, no one dares to insult you. So, the porridge is here.
, to make ends meet. This is how respectful he is.
Confucius was poor and lowly. When he was older, he was a historian of the Ji family, with a mediocre amount of materials; he was a official and his livestock was exhausted, so he was called Sikong."
Li Xuan's expression was slightly startled, and after thinking for a long time, he also laughed and cupped his hands: "Yan Shenggong is so righteous, I admire him."
"Jie Yuanlang, I finally found you!" As soon as Jia Lan returned to Xiuzhu Pavilion, he was called by a boy.
The boy was very anxious, but he still saluted Jialan meticulously, and then said: "Young Master's poems have been selected to be included in Fufeng Hall, and the masters ordered me to invite you to the hall to see me."
Jia Lan saw that the boy's face was covered with sweat. He must have been looking for him for a long time. He cupped his hands and said sorry, took out the handkerchief and handed it over: "Kid, wipe off the sweat first."
"Thank you Mr. Jie Yuan." The boy took the handkerchief gratefully and guided Jia Lan forward while wiping his sweat.
"Time is running out, Xie Yuanlang, please come with me."
"Okay."
When Jia Lan came to Fulin Hall, he saw that besides the Master, there were more than a dozen scholars standing respectfully in the hall.
"Haha, our Jie Yuanlang is here."
Kong Jirui said with a smile.
Jia Lan bowed his hands in salute and stood reservedly. He instantly received many eager eyes, which made him a little puzzled.
This kind of atmosphere was obviously a competition, but as far as he knew, the Turtle Garden Poetry Club did not have this kind of thing.
At this time, Yan Shenggong, who was sitting at the top, solved the mystery for Jia Lan: "This year coincides with the expulsion of Beidi and the establishment of the capital of Shenjing for a hundred years. The current court is pure benevolence, abides by Tao and shows righteousness, and Bao Shulin
, the holy winds and clouds are sweeping, the splendor rises and falls, permeating the eight districts. In this good year, our Turtle Garden Poetry Club cannot be exempted from the vulgarity. You are all heroes of the moment, why not compose another poem in the hall to highlight the culture and education of the country and the dynasty
."
So it turned out that everyone suddenly realized that this year is indeed different.
Kong Jirui cheerfully asked another topic.
"With the limit of one stick of incense, I hope you guys can show off your talents!"
"I sincerely obey Yan Shenggong's words."
The boys held the four treasures of the study and stood in front of the scholar holding the tray high.
"I have long heard that Jia Jieyuan's Zhilan Yushu is elegant and extraordinary. Today I saw it. It is truly worthy of its reputation." A scholar on the side smiled at Jia Lan and said, "I'm at Jingu Academy, Zhou Zhuoming, and I just took this opportunity to ask Jia Jieyuan for advice!"
Jia Lan glanced at it. Most of the scholars in this hall were wearing robes embroidered with the Jingu Academy label. They were full of energy and had a confident smile on their lips. He sighed in his heart that it was indeed the No. 1 academy in Shenjing and the spirit of the Jingu scholars.
God is really awesome!
"You're welcome!" Jia Lan returned the greeting, turned around, picked up a pen, and wrote directly on the paper placed on the tray.
Zhou Zhuoming was shocked when he saw Jia Lan writing so quickly, and quickly calmed down and thought carefully.
After a while, Jia Lan put down his pen and stood there silently without making a sound.
"You have a good character!" Kong Jirui nodded secretly, appreciating Jia Lan's attitude of not trying to steal the limelight. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard to believe that this boy was only twelve years old.
The time for a stick of incense passed quickly. Kong Jirui turned his eyes to Jia Lan and said, "I just saw Jia Jieyuan's first stop, so let's start from Jia Jieyuan?"
"Please comment, Master!"
The boy presented the poem and saw Jia Lan's naturally carved words. Kong Jirui couldn't help but praise: "In the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, there were those who were good at calligraphy and entered the Hanlin to become common people. This dynasty follows the Ming system and observes Jia Jie Yuan's calligraphy.
, his talents and talents are enough to be elected to the Imperial Academy."
The scholars were in an uproar for a while, and there were some people who entered the Imperial Academy with calligraphy. For example, in the Ming Tangliu period, when Taizong of this dynasty selected a great calligrapher, this was the case with the four talented people from Wuzhong, Zhu Yunming, and then Zhu Li, who entered the Imperial Academy. This is how big Jia Lan is.
She started learning calligraphy in her mother's womb and it only lasted ten years, but her calligraphy was so praised by Yan Shenggong?
Hanlin bachelors are extremely noble. Since the Ming Dynasty, those who are not Jinshi will not be admitted to the Hanlin. Those who are not Hanlin will not be admitted to the cabinet. Officials in the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Personnel who are not Hanlin officials will not be appointed. Once elected as a common scholar, the world will regard him as the prime minister. Since the Ming Dynasty,
By this dynasty, there were more than 200 chief ministers in the cabinet, 90% of whom were from the Imperial Academy, which shows the prosperity of the Imperial Academy.
Kong Jirui saw that the scholars were somewhat dissatisfied, so he asked the boy to show Jia Lan's poems to everyone, and only one poem was written:
The tourists roared at night, and the carriages and horses drove away the dust. The moonlight lasted for three or five nights, and the flames of the lamps were full of spring.
The smoke and clouds confuse the North Tower, and the flute player recognizes the southern neighbor. Luo City is not closed at all, and even Xiaopingjin comes out.