Chapter 169 He is actually here!
Chapter 169 He is actually here!
"I think it's good if you don't follow the trend. At least the people in the north are watching it with gusto."
A young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes said to Zhao Shen.
Zhao Shen was not upset when he heard this, and looked at him and said, "How can you see that?"
The young man responded, "Although the northern scholars have different opinions from us, and everyone has their eyes high, they can still distinguish the good from the bad. If this book is popular in the capital, it shows that it is pretty good."
"Huh, the gentry and officials in the capital are all trying to gain fame and have a lot of knowledge that is better than ours in the south!" Zhao Shen refuted after hearing this.
"That's true, so Mr. Su's calligraphy talents are more worthy of praise, so that northerners know that our southern students have such a smart side."
"Yes, that's the truth." A person next to him agreed.
...
After that, the two sides had a heated argument. Su Mingjue stood there and stared for a long time, then touched the back of his head and said secretly that this scholar was no better at quarreling than a village woman.
Also, the mentality of this calf protector is exactly the same as that of the northern scholars.
Seeing that the quarrel was about to start a fight, Wang Dunjie motioned to a boy next to him to ring the bell.
As a clear and long voice sounded, the quarrel stopped.
Wang Dunjie stood up and looked at the audience and said: "Originally we were going to have a chat, but seeing that the weather is nice today, we are in a mood of elegance, how about we all come and compose poems together?"
The most famous Confucian in the south spoke. How dare the people sitting below Refuting his face, they all agreed: "But listen to Wang Daru's instructions."
Wang Dunjie thought for a moment, looked at the beautiful scenery outside, waved his hands and said, "Then use 'scenery' to compose a poem!"
The people below heard this. They all lowered their heads to think. Seeing that no one noticed him, Su Mingjue secretly found a seat under King Jinling and sat down.
After sitting down, he looked at King Jinling and asked, "Isn't this a debate? Why did you suddenly start writing poetry?"
King Jinling picked up a cup of tea in front of him and blew it, then nodded in the direction of Wang Dunhui, meaning this is your grandfather. The meaning has nothing to do with him. Su Mingjue
suddenly felt like he was being cheated. How could it be that he
stole this poem from his ancestors?
There is pulp under the pearl..."
Su Mingjue heard this and was secretly worried about what to do later.
Unexpectedly, after several people wrote poems in succession, no one noticed him.
Until the scholar sitting underneath, who looked to be in his twenties, saw that Su Mingjue was motionless, he smiled and cupped his hands and said: "I have never heard of Mr. Su's masterpiece. I wonder if you can recite it so that we can learn from each other. "
Su Mingjue swallowed a mouthful of saliva after hearing the words. What should have come has come!
As if being called on by the teacher in class, Su Mingjue's mind was racing, thinking about what answer to respond to the other party. Just when he didn't know what to say, .
Tan Ding waved his sleeves and said unceremoniously: "You want to listen to his poems? His talent and learning are far above yours. If you want to delve into taste, wouldn't it be better to read "A Dream of Red Mansions"?"
Zhao Shen nodded after hearing this. Agreeing: "If you really want to learn from each other, it is better to ask him to give you reviews, so that you can know where your own differences are."
After saying that, Zhao Shen looked in the direction of Su Mingjue, "This boy is my student, Mingjue can do it Feel free to comment, don't keep it."
Su Mingjue was stunned when he heard this, "Ah,"
I didn't expect that I would change from a good poet to a commentator.
Although it was a bit unexpected, it was finally no longer used as a poem, which was a good thing for Su Mingjue.
He stood up and got down from the table, and commented on the poems he had just read. Generally speaking, he praised them mostly. Occasionally, he sighed a few words, and then pretended to be inscrutable and led him to a deeper place.
After this operation, the scholars listened with great interest and some flattered expressions.
After the conversation, Su Mingjue was asked by Wang Dun to follow him to see off the guests.
Tan Ding looked at Su Mingjue with a satisfied look, and said to Wang Dunjie: "With such talented young people, we have hope in the south."
Wang Dunjie said with a smile: "I just came out, and I am so young and full of energy! I still have to do it. Knock more."
Zhao Shen heard this and said, "You are too harsh. If I had such a high talent at a young age, I would have to go sideways."
Wang Dunhui smiled and shook his head and joked, "Brother Zhao had the same expression back then. His talent."
Zhao Shen waved his hand, "No need to compliment, it's still worse than this one."
Su Mingjue stood aside to see the guests off, her face stiffened, her legs numb, and she didn't listen carefully. From their words, I vaguely heard that there was hope in the south.
He secretly thought that he might have won the debate and gained face for the South, so he said such words without taking it seriously.
The debate ended just before it started. Although there was no debate, it was probably a trip.
Su Mingjue didn't care so much, and dragged his sore feet to find Su Shiqian. Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the door, he was told that he had something urgent to do and had to go out. He was told to stay with his mother and grandfather in Qingruzhou. , we can wait until he comes back to talk about anything.
Su Mingjue had no choice but to agree. He was not worried about Su Shiqian cheating. After all, he still had some credibility as the King of Jinling.
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After the King of Jinling left, Su Mingjue stayed alone in this elegant mansion and was bored to death. He didn't know if he showed up at the meeting that day and everyone knew him.
Every now and then, someone would send invitations to invite him to read poems and debate. Su Mingjue didn't like these, so he dismissed them because of his physical discomfort at first, but this group of people refused to give up and persevered.
We couldn't always use this as an excuse, so Su Mingjue simply hid in the Su Mansion of his cousin Su Yang.
Su Yang is a cousin of the Su family, not directly related to him, but not far away.
He was a casual, fun-loving person who didn't have many rules. Before Su Mingjue went to the capital, he liked to stay at his house, relaxed and comfortable.
Especially playing the best with his son Su Yang. As soon as he got up this morning, Su Yang came to his door and said to him with a smile on his face: "Yuan Yuan will take you to play something fun."
Su Mingjue ate. With breakfast in hand, he glanced at him and said, "I told you, don't call me by this name."
Su Yang squinted and smiled, "Then Mingjue, do you want to go?"
Su Mingjue finished a mouthful of millet porridge and said, " Go, go, I'm staying at your house just to play with you. Let's see what you're going to do with your mysterious face."
Seeing him finish eating, Su Yang grabbed his hand and rushed out the door. After getting on his horse in excitement, he said to Su Mingjue: "Just follow me."
Su Mingjue got on a horse after hearing this and chased Su Yang.
When the boy on the side saw his master running forward, he climbed on his horse in a panic and hurried away. Su
Yang brought Su Mingjue to a body of water. He looked at the vast water in front of him and said, "I recently met a new person who is very good at water skills. Only when I met him did I realize that water can be played like this."
He was a playful person. It was rare to hear him speak so highly of people, and Su Mingjue became curious for a moment.
Just as he was about to ask, a man wearing a secret-colored round-neck robe came from a distance and looked at him and Su Yang with a smile on his face.
Su Mingjue was surprised when he saw the person, "Why are you here?"
-Guess
who remembered to send me electricity~(refill)