Ninth Grade Jailer: He actually went on a blind date with the leader of the Demon Cult at the beginn

Chapter 273 As expected of the Minister of Rites, Du Yan’s ability to wash the floor is amazing!

As the organizer and host, Hua An is of course also talented, beautiful and eloquent. Moreover, because he worshiped under the disciples of famous teachers and received careful instruction from them, his original simple temperament from a humble family has long since faded away.

When the phoenix was burning on the sycamore tree, he walked onto the lake pavilion. The reflection of the interlacing sparks further highlighted his majestic and extraordinary magnanimity.

Then he saw him smile slightly and said to everyone——

I, Hua'an, Imperial College, welcome all the students to come and participate in the Phoenix Banquet hosted by the Imperial College. Tonight we will not talk about state affairs, political opinions, or race. We will only discuss Confucianism, literature and ethics, and you Confucian scholars can give full play to your Only then can you learn.”

In addition to you, we have also invited young ladies from major aristocratic families in Chang'an to come and observe. Everyone, please do not underestimate these women. They are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and have great literary talent. They also hold many treasures in their hands. Wreaths, they will select a Phoenix Banquet chief among you based on the number of wreaths. Now, I would like to announce that this Phoenix Banquet is about to begin...

As soon as he finished speaking, Hua An walked into the lakeside with a smile on his face, stepped on the civil boat belonging to the Imperial College, and rowed towards the center of the lake.

This cultural banquet competition is divided into three competitions.

The first two games were team competitions, and the participants were the four men's teams: Imperial College, Lushan Academy, Yaozu Envoys and Xichu Scholars.

The last match is an individual match.

The entire match situation is clear at a glance.

Li Nuo and his junior fellow students from Lushan College also boarded their boats and rowed toward the center of the lake.

Seeing the fruit and wine already prepared on the boat, Li Nuo, who was still hungry, didn't care whether it was rude or not, and went straight up to gobble it up.

Hey!

Not to mention, these melons and fruits are not ordinary things. When you take a bite, the fruity aroma is overflowing and fragrant.

After all, there were demon clan and Western Chu scholars present, and as the host, the Imperial College also spent a lot of money this time.

After eating half full, Li Nuo patted his belly and showed a satisfied smile.

Compared with him, other scholars were naturally not interested in eating, and they were more interested in discussing poetry and songs.

When they were enjoying themselves, they sang classic poems to express their mood at this moment.

After you sing, I will appear.

On the four ships, Feihua Order also went on several trips, with each winning or losing.

Of course, this was just an appetizer before the real competition, so everyone seemed polite and personable.

Look, the ships of the girls from the aristocratic family are coming too.

Cui Liyan, who was standing on the bow of the boat, pointed to a small boat that had entered the lake not far away. The graceful grace of the boat on the bow was intoxicating.

Look at me!

A student seemed to have seen the woman he liked, so he volunteered to recite a war poem.

Then he saw the boat under his feet suddenly speeding up and speeding towards the woman's ship like it was riding the wind and waves.

Li Nuo looked surprised.

This war poem was written by Xu Wenhao back then. It was this war poem that made the navy of the Great Zhou Dynasty march forward to fight against the chaos and annihilate the largest sea gang bandit group at that time!

But now, some students have used war poems about naval battles here. I wonder if Xu Jingshan would be so angry that he would jump out of the coffin if he knew that the younger generations were ruining the poems.

But then he thought about it, and Li Nuo felt relieved.

Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river island.

A graceful lady, a gentleman is fond of quarrels.

But just as their ship was crashing into the waves, they saw the Imperial College's ship also flying out, blocking the way ahead.

The wind has stopped! The water is calm! The boat has stopped!

The student hurriedly used the magical power of Confucianism and Taoism - the art of sophistry, and forced the boat to stop. Otherwise, if the two ships collide, everyone will be drowned.

Chen Yifan, Lu Zhishan, Chu Wangsong, you don't want your life!

The students from Lushan rushed to the bow of the boat and glared at the students from the Imperial College.

For a moment, the smell of gunpowder was strong.

Lu Zhishan, a great talent from the south of the Yangtze River, stood on the bow of the boat, waved his sleeves, raised his eyebrows provocatively at Cui Liyan, and said with a smile: Students of Lushan College, we are one step ahead, haha.

Cui Liyan was furious, pointed at Lu Zhishan's nose and cursed: You Lu Zhishan, why are you here to join in the fun if you don't go back to your Jiangnan Suiyang Academy to prepare for the exam?

Lu Zhishan said proudly: I am currently studying in the Imperial College, so I can be considered a student of the Imperial College. What's wrong with coming to attend the cultural banquet?

Li Nuo, who was tasting tea and grape wine, burst into laughter.

He put down his wine glass and looked at these high-spirited students with great interest. He suddenly felt that it was great to be young!

He looked around again, and at this time Yaozu Wenzhou and Xichu Wenzhou also came from the left and right.

We can't let foreigners see the joke.

Li Nuo was about to step forward to dissuade her when he saw a paper crane as big as ten feet flying out of the woman's boat.

This also attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone also became nervous.

The first race has finally begun!

Then I saw the paper crane flying around the lake and turning into a ball of flame in the air.

The flames quickly formed a line of words——

[Stars, moon, lake, ship floating, compose a poem based on this scene. Each group selects three poems to participate in the competition. Whoever gets the most garlands will win on behalf of their group. It is limited to half an hour. . 】

Propositional poem.

This is all too familiar to scholars.

Cui Liyan immediately walked back to the cabin, took out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and just meditated for a few breaths before he saw that his literary spirit was surging, his pen was moving quickly, and a poem appeared on the paper.

Reciting poems is like watching a painting and being immersed in it.

Although there is more than enough time, whoever writes a poem the fastest will naturally get more favor points.

Inside the boat in the middle of the lake.

Wang Yangming, the mysterious guest, stroked his goatee and said proudly: Your Highness Qingyang, how about this poem?

hey-hey. He was smart enough. After following Emperor Jingshun halfway eastward, he found an excuse to return to Chang'an and left everything to Chen Shilang (Chen Cheng's father), who was known as an honest man.

The other mysterious guest was naturally Princess Qingyang. She had a smile in her eyes: Student, I would like to congratulate Master Wang for accepting such a good disciple as Cui Liyan.

No, it's still a bit inferior compared to Zian.

Wang Yangming was humble on the outside, but a little content in his heart.

It is actually quite difficult to seize food from the tiger's mouth. Cui Liyan originally wanted to become Jian Yuyan's disciple, but he shamelessly interfered and accepted Cui Liyan as his disciple.

Your Highness, after your Majesty returns from Feng Chan, I'm afraid your marriage will also be put on the agenda. Do you have someone in mind?

Wang Yangming suddenly brought up this issue that Qingyang had always wanted to avoid.

Qingyang frowned slightly.

Wang Yangming saw this and smiled: What do you think of Zian?

Qingyang was puzzled: Li Zian is married, I don't want to be a bad person.

Wang Yangming: It is recorded in Etiquette that the emperor of the dynasty has three palaces and six courtyards, which is understandable...

What's the meaning?

Qingyang was a little confused, wondering why the great scholar suddenly mentioned this.

But when she saw the intriguing smile on Wang Yangming's lips, a terrible thought popped into her mind.

If she becomes the empress, it seems to be in line with common sense of human ethics if she takes Li Zian as her concubine.

An emperor in the ancient Han Dynasty took a fancy to a country woman who had already given birth to children, so he asked the woman to divorce her husband, and later made the woman his concubine. In the end, she became a virtuous queen!

Seeing Qingyang deep in thought, the smile on Wang Yangming's face grew stronger.

In fact, this was what he discovered when he read the previous dynasty's The Chronicles of the Emperor.

As far as etiquette is concerned, it makes sense!

Then the biggest problem in this matter will be solved!

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