Chen Shaojun was greatly surprised. Enemies met on a narrow road. When he first entered Luyuan, he was attracted by the original Confucian and Taoist scriptures here and did not pay careful attention to other people.
Unexpectedly, Xie Chuan was actually present at the Queen Mother's snow viewing feast.
However, after thinking about it for a moment, it became clear that Xie Chuan's father, Xie Mingyuan, was the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, in charge of the power to transfer officials, and was the head of the Ministry of Personnel.
With his status and Xie Chuan's talent in literary arts, it is not surprising that Xie Chuan can participate in this feast.
"Yansuo Pondliu? Isn't this the couple I left behind when I left the Zhuyuan Poetry Club? It became his when did it happen, and he even showed it off to me!"
Chen Shaojun was stunned.
He had known for a long time that Xie Chuan had taken possession of his pair. With his pair that even the great Confucians were helpless to do, Xie Chuan's status among the Confucian scholars rose rapidly, and for a time he was in the limelight.
But Chen Shaojun is too lazy to care about this. He doesn't care about these false reputations. Instead of spending time fighting for this reputation, it is better to spend more time improving himself and rescue the master faster.
It's just that Chen Shaojun didn't expect that he would meet him at the snow viewing feast.
Almost at the same time, Xie Chuan seemed to sense something and looked around. He didn't pay attention at first, but when he looked at Chen Shaojun, he felt as if he had been pricked by a needle. His eyelids suddenly jumped and his face tightened. Come down.
"Sorry, everyone, please excuse me."
Xie Chuan forced a smile and bowed, then with a gloomy face under the gaze of everyone, he stood up and walked in the direction of Chen Shaojun.
"Brother Xie, where are you going..."
Behind, a famous scholar was greatly surprised. However, Xie Chuan couldn't hear him at this time. He only had eyes for the young man beside the white jade table, holding a scripture in his hand.
He frowned and walked directly there.
Following Xie Chuan's actions, the eyes of all the scholars in Luyuan were also attracted and fell on the young man holding the scripture in his hand.
Just in front of the white jade table, Xie Chuan stopped and cast a shadow on Chen Shaojun.
"Chen Shaojun, who asked you to come in? You don't even look at your identity. How can you come in like this? Why don't you get out quickly!"
Xie Chuan had a sullen face, condescending, and scolded him coldly.
His voice was domineering and powerful, and it sounded extremely harsh in the deer park.
"I was invited here, why should I go out?"
Chen Shaojun lowered his head and gently turned over a page of scripture, without looking at Xie Chuan, and said calmly.
"Come here by invitation? What a fart! You don't even look at your own cultivation. The people who can come here are all the best among people, and their literary power is above four Dou. You don't even have one level of literary power. The Queen Mother will invite you?"
Xie Chuan said harshly.
He knew very well what kind of cultivation Chen Shaojun had. Anyone in the entire capital could come to this snow appreciation feast, but Chen Shaojun alone would never be able to.
He said that he came here by invitation, which was shameless and made the whole world laugh.
"Everyone, let me introduce to you. This is a disciple of the Ziju School, that is, the legendary Chen Wolong in Beijing. I won't introduce you to this person's academic achievements. This kind of person actually said that he was invited Come, do you believe it?"
"Do you have the invitation to the feast?"
Xie Chuan turned around and spoke to the many scholars around him, his voice full of sarcasm.
"Brother Xie, do you mean that someone sneaked into the feast?"
"Chen Wolong? You mean that Chen Shaojun who fell asleep in the Confucian class and was laughed at by the Confucian students?"
"It's a serious crime to stir up trouble at the Queen Mother's feast. It's impossible for anyone to be so bold!"
…
In Luyuan, everyone had long been attracted by the conflict between the two, and countless doubtful eyes fell on Chen Shaojun.
Xie Chuan's literary style is well known in the literary world, and what he says has a certain degree of credibility.
Obviously, the young man in white in front of him was the one who mixed up the feast in his mouth.
"Chen Shaojun, I don't care how you got in, get out of here now!"
Xie Chuan said sharply.
There was silence in the deer park. Everyone looked at Chen Shaojun in front of the white jade table. At this moment, Chen Shaojun seemed to be the target of thousands of people.
"Xie Chuan, I won't bother you with this."
At this moment, Chen Shaojun spoke:
"I said I came by invitation, so of course I came by invitation. As for the invitation, is this what you said?"
Chen Shaojun still looked at the scripture in his hand without raising his head. As he spoke, he flicked the invitation card out of his sleeve with a flick of his finger.
It was a rare opportunity to enter Luyuan this time, and he didn't want to waste the opportunity in a verbal dispute with Xie Chuan.
Each of the scriptures here can bring him great gains. Every time he reads one, his spiritual power will increase.
Chen Shaojun now feels that after a while, he will be able to rise to the same level as his masters.
These are very important for your future practice.
Chen Shaojun's actions seemed careless, but most of the people in Luyuan focused their attention on the thing that Chen Shaojun popped up in front of the white jade table.
"Invitation?"
Xie Chuan's face became more and more gloomy, and he didn't believe a word of Chen Shaojun's words.
Almost subconsciously, Xie Chuan picked up the invitation on the table. He was now going to expose Chen Shaojun's lies in front of everyone.
However, with just one glance, Xie Chuan's expression changed.
The invitation Chen Shaojun took out had a dragon pattern and a phoenix bird, which was almost exactly the same as Xie Chuan's. The only difference was that the invitation Xie Chuan received was cyan, while the invitation Chen Shaojun received... was gold.
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible..."
Xie Chuan felt suffocated, and even the hand holding the invitation was trembling.
As far as he knew, almost all the invitations received by everyone were cyan, and golden invitations like this were extremely special. Only a few of them were available for each feast, and so few people could get them.
Although his father was the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs and had the power to transfer civil servants, he was not qualified to receive such an invitation.
"It's the Golden Phoenix Card drawn up by the Queen Mother herself!"
Suddenly a voice rang out, and a scholar in the crowd suddenly spoke, his eyes staring at the golden invitation in Xie Chuan's hand and filled with shock:
"It is rumored that only the guests considered the most distinguished by the royal family are there, and the number of times they appear is very few!"
"How could he have such a thing! Even I am not qualified."
"What!"
In an instant, the crowd was in an uproar, and everyone's eyes were focused on the invitation.
Many people have heard of the name Golden Phoenix Cambodia.
The Queen Mother's Feast takes place almost every year, and has been held many times, but the Golden Phoenix Feast... has only appeared a few times in total.
No one thought that the young man in white sitting in front of him, motionless and silent as a mountain, would actually be the winner of the Golden Phoenix Ceremony.
For an instant, everyone looked at Chen Shaojun at the white jade table. Their eyes were completely different from before.
"Xie Chuan, mine may be different from yours. Mine was not delivered by the imperial court, but was sent by someone close to you to deliver it to our Chen family in person."
"How about it? Do you still have any questions? Besides, if there are no questions, don't delay my study."
Chen Shaojun said calmly.
He got the invitation in a different way than others, but there was no need to tell an unrelated person these things.
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"
Xie Chuan could no longer maintain his previous composure. He opened his eyes wide and his whole body was greatly shocked.
The development of things completely exceeded his expectation.
"How could you possibly get an invitation from the Queen Mother? There must be something wrong with it. With how high your attainments are and your literary talent has not even improved, how could the Queen Mother invite you?"
"Yes, there must be something wrong here. There is no way this invitation is yours. How can someone with no literary talent attend the Queen Mother's snow viewing feast!"
After Xie Chuan spoke, he seemed to have figured out the key, his voice became louder and louder, and his whole body became excited again.
He specifically targeted Chen Shaojun, not because of a simple conflict between schools of thought, nor because he didn't like it, but because he had to let him leave. In any case, he must not appear here today.
"Brothers, we are all people with profound literary talent and can be admired. If you don't believe it, just look at his literary talent. How can a person with such low attainments be qualified to participate in the snow appreciation feast!"
Xie Chuan pointed at Chen Shaojun and said to the surrounding students.
"Well, you can't see his literary spirit. Is his cultivation level too low?"
“It doesn’t seem to be very strong!”
"No way, the people who can get the Golden Phoenix Card are all the best among people, and they are more powerful than us. How can it be that their cultivation level is so low?"
"Is what Brother Xie said true? He did sneak in."
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Literary quality is worth ten liters, and the students present are all very knowledgeable people. Some of them even want to be polite and respectful when talking to Xie Chuan.
Everyone focused their eyes on Wen Qi and immediately saw the problem.
The scholars in Luyuan are all the younger generation of scholars with outstanding reputations. They are the most outstanding geniuses. Any one of them is respected and followed by many students outside.
Each of them has a Wen Qi above three or four Dou. In the state of Wang Qi, you can see that the Wen Qi is vast and the brilliance goes straight to Niu Dou.
But in the eyes of everyone, the top of Chen Shaojun's head was completely silent, and there was no trace of brilliance at all. This was a situation that could only occur if his literary skills were too low to be observed.
For a moment, everyone frowned.
No one believed that the Golden Phoenix Cambodia was fake, and no one in the Shang Dynasty had such courage, but there was indeed something wrong with Chen Shaojun's literary style.
"Brother Xie, I suddenly remembered that at the previous Zhuyuan Poetry Meeting, didn't you say that someone plagiarized other people's poems and made them his own? Isn't it him?"
Suddenly, a literary scholar seemed to remember something and walked out of the crowd, staring at Chen Shaojun behind the white jade table.
"What?!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone frowned and looked at Chen Shaojun.
As a literary person, this kind of behavior is the most taboo.