When Xia Shang said this, he didn't see any change in his color or feel any movement in his body. He whispered and looked sideways, which made it even more strange.
After Lu Pin heard this, he felt an inexplicable chill running down his back. When he thought about it, it seemed quite reasonable, but he refused to admit it and said with a straight face: "You...you...don't be alarmist."
"Ahem..." After a slight cough, Xia Shang patted his shoulder solemnly, "This is all I have to say, brother, please take this very seriously. I will definitely not defeat you in the competition in a while."
After saying that, Xia Shang walked leisurely to the small pavilion in the back garden.
Lu Pin was stunned on the spot, thinking carefully about what Xia Shang had said before.
It's okay not to think about it, but when I thought about it, I realized that it was more and more dangerous to be the second lady's companion this time.
I had inquired earlier that some of the people who were going to be classmates with Li Youlan were well-known dandies in the capital, and they were quite notorious. Who knew what bad taste they had? What if they really wanted to find someone to peel off their skin and bones for fun?
Isn’t a little book boy like me the best candidate?
"Brother, don't keep Mr. Jia waiting, come here quickly!"
Xia Shang's shouts came from the front, which made Lu Pin's hair stand on end. He regained consciousness after a while, and could only follow forward uneasily.
People in the Chinese Dynasty valued literature, especially in the capital.
Even in this small garden, servants from all over the place came to join in the fun.
If you want to settle down in the capital, you must either be good at martial arts or good at writing. No matter where you are born, as long as you can write a few lines of poetry, you will be highly regarded even among these servants.
In just a few moments, the long-abandoned pavilion in the back garden was cleaned spotlessly. Under the pavilion, a stone table was set with instruments, zithers, flutes, pens, inks, paper and inkstones. All the things of literati and poets were not lacking. The scene was like a gathering of literati.
The garden and small pond outside the pavilion are also full of poetry, lest there is any detail difference that affects the performance of the two.
Although Jia Shangjie was a layman with a big belly and an empty stomach to write articles, he also liked to appear in gatherings among the literati in the capital. Although he could not write or write, he could understand seventy-seven and eighty-eight words, and he seemed to use this to show his elegance.
He was still waiting in the pavilion, and he seemed to be much more gentle when standing among the ink, with his hands behind his back, his big belly and his small head shaking, becoming the best representative of "arty".
"The spring is bright, the morning breeze is rising, and the beautiful scenery at such a good time is a good opportunity for poetry. Today's literary and poetry competition should show everyone's talents and express their thoughts, so that they can make great achievements in the future."
Li Youlan on the other side couldn't help but laugh. She blushed and gently tugged at the corner of her adoptive father's clothes: "There are no outsiders, so why bother? Just ask them to come in and give them a test."
Jia Shangjie glanced around and realized that everyone was hiding their faces and secretly laughing. He coughed awkwardly: "Ahem... Xia Hui Lu Pin, you all come over."
Xia Shang was enjoying himself, but Lu Pin was so lost that he entered the small pavilion one after another and stood still.
I have to say that the garden design of this small garden is quite wonderful. To the southeast of the pavilion is an artificial rock with green bamboos and strange pine trees interspersed between it. Under the stone, a clear water flows from east to west, flowing under the pavilion.
, turning to the northwest side of the small pavilion, forming a crystal clear artificial water channel, in which herrings are playing, dragonflies are floating on the water, and the morning light is shining. A two-step long bluestone bridge is elevated, connecting the small pavilion and the attic of the inner courtyard.
Under the bridge, there were more than ten snow-white goslings scurrying in the water, and they were so happy. When people were among them, they felt at ease.
Jia Shangjie looked at the two people who came in and couldn't help but frown.
The man named Xia Hui was idle, looking at the mountains and the water for a while, teasing the children under the bridge, or not looking at himself or the writing on the table.
And Lu Pin was also a little abnormal. His forehead was sparse and his breathing was short and uneven. After he came in, he lowered his head, lost his mind and didn't know what he was thinking.
Perhaps because the opening remarks just made the servants laugh, Mr. Jia felt unhappy. Seeing that these two people were so dismissive of the matter, he shouted: "Listen up!"
Lu Pin was excited, and Xia Shang also turned around.
"This first question is up to you. There are scenery everywhere in this pavilion, and poetry is everywhere. If you have some insights, you can speak freely."
After saying that, Jia Shangjie sat aside and waited for the two men to answer.
Writing poems and lyrics naturally takes time, and everyone was not in a hurry, but just looked at these two people curiously.
I don’t know who is the real talent between the two.
Li Youlan was also interested and looked at Xia Shang with great interest. She said to her heart that Mr. Xia rarely spoke much when he came to Beijing, and she did not know how knowledgeable he was, but he was still a scholar, so he should have some knowledge. But he should not be astonishing.
Talented people will fail the exam otherwise. Li Youlan doesn't care about the examiner's reasons. She thinks that as long as there are really talented people, they can pass the high school even without bribing the examiners.
Lu Pin seemed to be deep in thought, but in fact his eyes were also on Xia Shang. He had made plans along the way and just waited for Xia Shang to speak first to see how his poems turned out.
Xia Shang was very interested. He walked around the pavilion and stared at the goslings under the bridge outside the pavilion for a while. He smiled knowingly and walked to Lu Pin in a few steps. He clasped his fists and asked, "I have some lyrics for you."
I wonder if this brother is ready?"
Lu Pin frowned: "I am all ears."
Jia Shangjie was shocked when he heard this. He stood up and asked, "Is it so soon?"
Xia Shang nodded: "Written a poem, don't make me laugh."
"Drink! It's rare for me to be able to compose a poem in such a short period of time. Regardless of whether it's good or bad, the speed alone is enough to make me proud. Please tell me."
"Ahem, cough, cough..." Xia Shang shook his throat angrily, and everyone also polished their ears, but they heard Xia Shang read leisurely -
"There is a group of ducks passing under the bridge in front of the gate. Come on, count them, two, four, six, seven, eight, wow, wow, wow, there are so many! I can't count how many ducks there are, I can't count how many!"
"..."
A long silence...
Everyone's face looked as uncomfortable as eating shit.
"This..." Jia Shangjie was speechless.
Li Youlan blushed to the base of her neck.
The servants around me were feeling very uncomfortable.
After a few breaths, someone finally couldn't help but laugh wildly.
The sound of laughter scared the birds hiding in the garden and scattered them. The goslings that came ashore were also frightened and fell into the water again. The herrings in the water turned up their bellies, and the garden exploded.
Can this TM also be called a word?
This clumsy work of yours is too clumsy, right?
Even a three-year-old kid who just learned it wouldn't be like this. He would rather say that he doesn't know how to compose lyrics than use such words to make up for it, right?
"Xia Hui! You, you, you... you guys..." Jia Shangjie waited for a long time, waiting for such a word, and his face turned green with anger, "Someone, drag him out to me..."
"Wait!"
At this moment, Lu Pin had a straight face and shouted, "I didn't expect that Brother Xia is such a talented person. I admire you so much, so I admit defeat!" (To be continued)