super god ancestor

Chapter 113 Come Prepared
In addition to some young masters and young ladies from aristocratic families, even many Qingliu celebrities in Longchuan Prefecture were also invited to attend.

When Master Xu Qing brought all the students to the Peacock Tower, he couldn't help frowning when he saw this crowd of people.

"Elder Xu."

"Mr. Xu is here."

Qingliu, many famous people in Longchuan Mansion, met Xu Qingshi, and they all saluted and greeted him.

"Everyone, why are you so interested in participating in this poetry meeting?"

Master Xu Qing exchanged a few words of greeting and asked in a rather strange way.

It's just a poetry meeting before the students' science exams, not a grand event.

Even though he and Kong Mo were present in person, it shouldn't have attracted so many celebrities and Qingliu to watch the ceremony.

"We're all here by invitation."

One of the Confucian scholars with long beards and gray temples smiled: "Mr. Kong Mo sent a letter to invite us to come, saying that it is this poetry meeting, which is quite interesting. Maybe the students here will be able to come out when they meet friends through poetry." One or two famous lines have been circulated, let us help transcribe and praise them."

Hearing this, Master Xu Qing frowned even more.

Kong Mo took the initiative to spread the word, and invited these Confucian scholars Qingliu, who had a considerable status among scholars in the Longchuan Prefecture, to come. The intention should be to increase the attention of this poetry meeting.

This poetry meeting is different from previous years, it has already split into two camps, Kong Mo and his position are different, and now he invites people to come, deliberately intending to spread the process of the poetry meeting, fearing that there will be no good intentions.

Although he thought of many things in his heart, Master Xu Qing didn't show anything on his face, he just cupped his hands and greeted these Confucian scholars, dignitaries and dignitaries who came to watch the ceremony.

After waiting for a round of hospitality, he continued to lead Li Cezhi and others into the Peacock Tower.

"Students from Zhu Kingdom's aristocratic family brought by this old Kong, I'm afraid they came prepared."

Before stepping into the Peacock Tower, Master Xu Qing seriously explained to many students: "Be careful, don't lose face to the royal party."

"Don't worry Mr. Xu, I've always been good at poetry."

"At that time, if they want to compete in poetry, I can make them afraid to write new poems with a good line."

A few students who had planned to make a big splash at the poetry meeting and make Teacher Xu Qing look at them with admiration slapped their chests, not caring at all.

Seeing this, Master Xu Qing didn't give any further instructions.

Inside the Peacock Tower, there are two sides, and the seats are obviously arranged according to the visitors.

On the top, there are two large vermilion chairs, which are naturally reserved for two great literary figures, Xu Qingshi and Kong Mo.

The seats on both sides are reserved for the students of the royal party and the students who joined the party members of the Zhu Kingdom family.

In the past, there has never been such a clear-cut seating camp in the poetry meeting.

Just entering the arena, many people felt the meaning of tit for tat.

"You came?"

When Kong Mo saw Xu Qingshi, he didn't get up to greet him, but just spoke casually.

He and Xu Qingshi are both masters in the literary world, and they were brilliant for a while, and they edited scriptures and articles together in the early years, so they have a pretty good relationship.

However, as the conflict between the Son of Heaven and Zhu Guo's family became more and more acute, the two chose different camps and factions, and their friendship back then gradually faded.

Up to now, every time these two literary masters meet, there is a smell of gunpowder.

After all, the Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other.

"You old fellow arrived earlier than me."

Master Xu Qing didn't care about his attitude, and after he sat down safely, he lowered his voice: "I have invited so many famous scholars, is this intended to spread the news of today's poetry meeting to half of the scholars?"

Originally it was just a small poetry meeting, but after inviting so many celebrities from Qingliu, the taste has changed.

Xu Qingshi naturally guessed what Kong Mo was thinking: "Could it be that you are so sure about the students from the Guozhu family camp that you can embarrass our imperial party at the poetry meeting tonight?"

"Old Xu was joking."

Kong Moyun took a sip of his tea lightly, and said casually: "Factional disputes don't stop here."

"It's just that today, I have a student under my seat who is quite literary.

The old man cherishes his talents, and intends to let him shine in today's poetry meeting. With my reputation, I just want to praise him. "

Kong Mo's words are half true and half false.

Among the students who participated in the poetry meeting, there was indeed a young man named Chen An, who appreciated the young man from a family.

Similarly, he did have the idea of ​​using this poetry meeting to make Chen An famous.

But among them, it is not without selfishness.

After all, you can choose any occasion to name your disciples, but it was chosen at the poetry meeting with the disciples of the imperial party, which is worth pondering.

"You old fox, just don't want to admit it."

Master Xu Qing shook his head: "My imperial party has recruited new students, and there are also good seedlings."

"This time, don't lose your wife and lose your army."

In the high hall, two literary figures drank tea and chatted, hiding their wits.

Under the hall, the two factions of students, although on the surface they chatted and made friends with each other, and it was a happy scene, but in private, they also had some thoughts of comparison.

Li Cezhi sat in the corner on the imperial party's side, just eating snacks, watching and overlooking the scenery downstairs of the peacock from time to time, not caring about the weird atmosphere.

Regarding the poetry meeting, he thought he was just going through the motions, after all, he couldn't be allowed to sing poems to win face.

Although many students hoped to take advantage of this poetry meeting to gain face for the royal party, compare their opponents, and make Xu Qingshi favor them, but Li Cezhi had no such idea.

He is not good at poetry, so he might as well rely on Koenke step by step to go up.

After a short greeting to warm up the scene, everyone began to drink and change glasses. After drinking for three rounds, it finally ushered in the poetry meeting.

"Students, you are all national elites and future pillars.

Tomorrow is the Enke exam, today is the poetry meeting, I am here, I wish you all a bright future and a gold medal title. "

At the halfway point, Kong Mo got up and suggested, "You're almost done drinking, so let's start reciting poems."

"Also let Master Xu and I see, who are the students of this year's Mingzhou scientific examination, who have ditches and outstanding literary talents."

"Dare to be Mr. Kong, what is the theme of this poetry meeting?"

In the audience, some Confucian scholars and celebrities who came to see the poetry meeting asked curiously.

"Tomorrow is the scientific examination, and you are at the Longmen pass tonight.

In my opinion, it's better to focus on fame and future, and relax your ambitions. "

As Kong Mo said, he glanced at Master Xu Qing beside him: "I wonder if Mr. Xu has any objections?"

"Fame and future are a problem, which is in line with the artistic conception."

Seeing Kong Mo's confident appearance, Xu Qingshi guessed that he must be planning something, but he still agreed.

After all, this topic is suitable for the occasion, and there is no reason to refuse.

However, at this poetry meeting, the imperial party is afraid that it will be overwhelmed.

He thought, and glanced at Zhu Yuan in the crowd.

This humble scholar was a talent he valued very much. Under normal circumstances, he would be as good as reciting poems, and he would not be inferior to others.

But Kong Mo obviously came prepared, and this time, he might not be able to count on it.

The gains and losses of poetry are only on the face, not the key.

If there is a real competition between the two schools of students, it also depends on the results of this year's Enke Exam, to see who can get Jieyuan, the top of the high school list.

But even so, thinking about what might happen later, Xu Qingshi still felt a little uncomfortable and looked worried.

(End of this chapter)