Red Mansion Jia Lan: Do you want to run away tonight to visit your relatives? Chapter 37 I feel a little lonely watching the big list. I urge Mr. Lost to praise me.
Chapter 37 I feel a little lonely watching the big list. I urge Mr. Lost to praise me.
Alas, I still didn’t make the list after all.
I looked back and forth three or four times, but my name is still not on the poetry list.
A sense of frustration couldn't help but arise. He had obviously worked very hard, and Jia Lan clenched his fists tightly.
In order to study poetry and essays, Jia Lan started from "Thousand Character Essay", memorized all the "Dui Lei", "Rhyme Poetry Training", "Xun Meng Paragraph" and "Thousand Family Poems", and kept summarizing them.
After categorizing and adding some original memories, "Enlightenment of Rhythm" was integrated. It can be said that Jia Lan is somewhat confident in poetry and prose.
What's more, he also has a powerful personal tutor - Lin Daiyu, the daughter of his father's dignified beautician Lin Ruhai. Under Aunt Lin's careful guidance, Jia Lan started writing poems and it felt so painful just to think about it in his mind and to write it out.
Water is still water, and in the end even Daiyu praised her as being no less than her. It was like Yang Guo in an ancient tomb, being fed by his master every move to become a second-rate master.
But... I have been feeding it for many years.
While I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a person next to me crying loudly. When everyone looked around, they saw that this person looked crazy, shaking his head and shouting: "Impossible! I asked myself that my poetry talent is not inferior to others, how can it be possible that I can't even get on the small list?!
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He yelled, lowered his head again, suddenly laughed again, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "Ahhhhhhhhh! How dangerous it is!"
"No! This guy is stunned!"
"Brother Fan, Brother Fan! It's just a monthly exam, it doesn't have to be like this, it doesn't have to be like this!" People who knew him tried to persuade him.
"Brother Fan is an old man. According to the law, a born student can only receive ten years of money and food. I heard that his family has been extremely poor to support his education. If he fails in the provincial examination this year, then...sigh..."<
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Suddenly, the genius surnamed Fan in the crowd was dancing. Everyone thought he was fine, but unexpectedly he shouted: "Hey! Good! I won! Great!"
"Bad! This person is completely broken!"
Jia Lan looked at it and suddenly had an idea in his mind. He walked through the crowd and walked up to the man, bowed and saluted, and asked: "Congratulations to Xiongtai High School. May I ask what the poem Xiongtai wrote? Can you read it for me to come in later?"
Can I get a glimpse of it?"
"Okay! Just listen!"
Fan Sheng shook his head and said a lot, and then said: "Bless the world for peace, bless the world for peace, bless all living beings for peace..."
A piece of heroic writing was gushed out, which made Jialan's scalp numb, but he still endured it, clapped his hands and applauded. At the same time, his eyes were slightly closed, his eyebrows were slightly brightened, and then he suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of light flashed through.
Shocking thorn!
Fan Sheng fell to the ground with an "Ah". Jia Lan and the others quickly helped him up. However, although he looked groggy, his eyes were somewhat clear. He looked at everyone and said:
"I have been in a state of confusion for half the day, as if I was in a dream."
Everyone hurriedly told everyone what had just happened. Fan Sheng's face turned red with embarrassment. He was rude and felt that he had lost face. He quickly stood up and left.
"Senior, wait a moment!"
Jia Lan stepped forward and dusted him off: "As long as you are still working hard, it cannot be called a failure, so seniors must not give up."
Fan Sheng was a little moved, but thinking that if he couldn't do anything better this year, his face was full of sadness, and he handed over his hands in despair: "Thank you for the small case. Maybe Fan is not talented enough, and it is time to give up."
"Senior, there is no limit to the sea of learning. There is no end. Only if you don't forget your original intention can you reach the end."
"Well said!"
A cheer drowned out the noise of the crowd.
Jia Lan turned around and saw, wasn't this the guest of the mountain chief Li Xuan that day?
"Student, I would like to take the liberty of asking for your name." Jia Lan bowed his hands and saluted.
The other party smiled heartily and said, "I don't dare to take the name. I'm going to Cheng Rujing in the east of the river."
After hearing this person's self-registered number, the crowd fell silent.
"Did I hear you correctly? This person calls himself Cheng Rujing. Isn't that the same person?"
"It's unmistakable. This demeanor is definitely that of Mr. Wu Ding, Cheng Rujing!"
Everyone was in an uproar, feeling that Li Xuanzhu was so generous that he could invite this person over.
Cheng Kewei, a non-resident scholar with the courtesy name Rujing, was the number one scholar in Jiayou's 25th year. He was spotted by the Supreme Emperor and said he had the tools to kill. Jiayou was a Hanlin scholar when he came to the throne. Now that he has ascended the throne, he has been promoted and promoted.
Yingtian stayed behind, adjusted the two Zhejiang provinces, and supervised the southeast. In the twelfth year of Qingfeng, his mother passed away and Ding You.
Cheng Kewei was a neat and serious official, and under his rule, subordinate officials set up private offices to detain innocent people and punish them severely. At that time, there were many thieves in the southeast, so Kewei ordered them to be arrested strictly. He asked for an order to mobilize the troops in the southeast to destroy them, and it was easy for him for a while.
But what is most well-known about him is his chivalry. One day when he was out in the countryside, he saw two soldiers robbing a woman and teasing her. He laughed and said something to him, but suddenly he violently grabbed his knife and killed him, then returned the woman to her home.
The commanders of the Chaiwei Station were called officers and soldiers, but they were actually bandits. They were impeached by Shangshu, deprived of their posts, sent to Liaodong, their homes raided, and the invaded properties returned. The people were very happy.
This is a ruthless person!
"Students have seen Mr. Wu Ding!"
"Hahaha, no need to be polite!" Cheng Kewei helped Jia Lan up, with admiration in his eyes, "Well said, only if you don't forget your original intention, you will always succeed!"
He turned to look at Fan Sheng: "It should be noted that if a man wants to paint Lingyan Pavilion, his first priority is fame and he does not love money." If it is only for money, then you will be inferior. Why not change the environment and work hard, maybe there will be something else.
As a result? Zhuge Wuhou is enough to divide the world into three parts. He is still a commoner, working hard in the village of Nanyang. The country is rich in scholars, so what does he have to worry about!"
Cheng Ke's family was well known to the world for being poor. Fan Sheng felt ashamed when he heard this. He cried and bowed and said: "I sincerely accept my teachings, and I will live up to what you said!" He thanked Jia Lan and left slowly.
"Mr. Wu Ding is here. Will you join our academy to teach?" A bold student asked loudly.
"Not bad!" Cheng Kewei smiled heartily and nodded in agreement.
Everyone was in an uproar.
"Very good, you're good!" Cheng Kewei patted Jia Lan on the shoulder and walked away.
Jia Lan looked at the back of this man, but felt that every step he smiled, he had the demeanor of a celebrity, his eyes were sparkling, and his chivalry was clear but not pedantic. It was the first time Jia Lan met such a person after studying the Beidou Sutra.<
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He is like an unparalleled sword, with the edge hidden inside. Once out of the sheath, it will shine in all directions.
"I didn't expect that Mr. Wu Ding would value Jia Lan so much!"
For a moment, people around him were talking a lot, and their eyes were full of envy when they looked at Jia Lan.
Without him, Cheng Kewei is as famous as Jingu Wangding. People in this era are also star-chasers, okay?
"Huh, it's just bad luck for this kid." Fang Tangjing was also at the side and said with a sour tone.
Someone said: "I think Jialan is quite talented. He was on the literary list at that time. Wouldn't he be on the list this time? And what he said just now is, 'Only by never forgetting your original intention can you achieve success'
Great kindness!"
Fang Tangjing clenched his knuckles, and he was even more angry. This kid was actually on the Shiwen ranking list! He was really angry, but Jia Lan's words just now were really beautiful. He would naturally not do it if he had learned enough.
At this time, he was rude, so he put on a smile and invited everyone to go to a restaurant in the city for a drink.