Song Zhi was sitting in the courtyard with a book in his hand!
But didn't want to look.
His eyes looked at the bright starry sky that was opened by fireworks not far away.
Heart swaying.
go
Still not going
He suddenly thought of a way.
Put down the book in his hand, and then took out a copper plate.
Put it in the palm of your hand.
I thought in my heart, if it's positive, go, if it's negative, don't go.
He threw the copper plate into the air.
The copper plate fell.
He held it tightly in his hand.
My heart sank, and I opened my palm to look.
It turned out to be positive.
The result is to go!
Song Zhi was helpless, but in the end he still accepted the so-called "fate" arrangement.
Then he went back to the house and changed into slightly better clothes.
So that I don't look so out of place.
Finally, he went with a lantern.
Today, almost half of the people in Gaoding City have come.
If you look at the street, you can't see your head at all.
Song Zhi had never seen such a scene before.
"Big City" is different!
Lots of people and lively.
Whatever event is held, it is also very festive.
He squeezed into the crowd and went to Wenqiao.
There is a very unobstructed red promenade next to the Wenqiao, which is full of tables, chairs and benches. Many officials have already arrived, and many writers and children of noble families are also there.
Behind the promenade is a spacious courtyard. There are several long tables in the courtyard with pen, ink, paper and inkstones on them. Lanterns are hung above and around the courtyard.
Further back from the courtyard is a lake with a pavilion on the edge of the lake.
There are veils hanging around the pavilion!
Can't see inside.
Sitting in the pavilion can completely see the situation here.
Song Zhiding hesitated for a while.
The hand holding the lantern couldn't help but tighten a bit.
I don't know who suddenly saw him and shouted at him, "Brother Song."
When he heard the sound, he saw a clean, cheerful-looking man walking over from the corridor.
Um
Who is this person
Song Zhi quickly searched in his mind.
Not impressed at all.
The man came over with enthusiasm, put on his shoulder, and said, "Why are you here so late?"
After all, Song Zhi still said, "Who are you?"
"You don't know me, I know you."
"… what?"
"My name is Yuan Jiang. There was a poetry meeting before. You wrote Xue He's poem, do you remember?"
Oh!
Song Zhi nodded: "Remember."
The man said, "I was there at the time. You know, no one except you at the time could tell you. You are really talented."
"Thanks for the compliment, I... just got lucky."
"Don't be humble, go, hurry in, I've made a place for you."
"Thank you."
The man pulled Song Zhi in.
Sit down in the empty seat next to him.
Song Zhi immediately blew out the lantern in his hand and placed it at his feet.
A lantern also needs several copper plates, so this old lantern cannot be lost.
He was nervous and didn't know what to say to the people next to him.
Yuan Jiang poured him a cup of tea: "Young Master Song, try it."
Song Zhi smiled slightly, picked up the tea, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, then took a sip.
The aroma of tea is overflowing.
Sweet in the throat.
"It's good tea," he said.
Yuan Jiang poured him another glass: "If you like it, drink more."
Very enthusiastic.
And the kindness was hard to persuade, so Song Zhi also drank several cups.
Several people at the same table also asked about Song Zhi's family background.
After all, the people who can be invited here are people of fame and status.
But when they heard Song Zhi's background, everyone was surprised.
Ganqing is a poor boy.
They changed tables.
Only Yuan Jiang and two other people who were close to him stayed.
Song Zhi had a look of embarrassment on his face.
Yuan Jiang patted him and said, "Brother Song, don't mind, they are all superficial people, don't have the same knowledge as them."
Song Zhi smiled and said nothing.
Yuan Jiang's other two friends pulled him aside.
Very curiously asked: "What happened to you? Why are you so enthusiastic about a poor scholar?"
"What do you know!"
"Tell me about it." Yuan Jiang looked back at Song Zhi, then lowered his voice and said to the two of them, "Just think about it, although that scholar is poor, he has a lot of money! I heard that the one from the City Department Mr. Li is very familiar with him, and Mr. Ji, who solved the Du Mubai case this time, is also familiar with him, which shows that he is definitely not simple.
Someone was holding on. Besides, his talent is obvious to all of you, and he must be one of the top three. "
The other two suddenly realized.
"So it is."
Yuan Jiang: "So having a good relationship with him now will definitely help me in the future."
"I didn't expect you to be so shrewd and think so far."
"It's your shortsightedness."
Several people whispered for a while.
After that, a few people treated Song Zhi extremely well.
Very enthusiastic.
This made Song Zhi confused, he was a pauper, did these people make mistakes in their hospitality
But it's not a good idea to ask why.
Had to give up.
And in the pavilion on the lake, at this moment, Na Yan is sitting inside.
From the moment Song Zhi appeared, his eyes were always on Song Zhi.
As for Song Zhi's talent, he is also clear that at the last poetry meeting, he was the one who wrote Xue He's poems.
In addition, this person has a close relationship with Li Cheng and Ji Yunshu, so there must be something special about him.
Therefore, Nayan also specially invited him to participate.
That's right, the initiator this time is Na Yan.
His purpose is also very simple, that is, to find a person who is expected to become the top three as a student.
And this goal, he temporarily placed on Song Zhi.
The guard who followed him asked, "My lord, are you sure he can?"
Nayan frowned slightly.
Then he took the tea in front of him and took a sip into his mouth.
He hooked his gloomy lips and said, "It's him, we have to see if he is so capable. This king doesn't want to find another waste like Xue He as a disciple, and then he will be implicated again."
The guard added: "However, there is still a slight concern for the subordinate."
"What concerns?"
"It's Song Zhihe..." The guard hesitated.
Na Yan looked at him: "Speak." The guard looked at Song Zhi who was sitting at the table in the distance, who was extremely embarrassed, and said, "This subordinate thinks that Song Zhi is a little stupid, although reading is a good material, but his usual style is not good. Some are intriguing and seem very rigid. Even if I can really be the champion of high school in the future, I am afraid that I will not be able to stay in the official position.
How long, so the subordinates are worried. "
Na Yan carefully considered one or two.
This is not without reason.
It does!
Song Zhi is so stupid!
Stupid too upright!
And such people generally only live for about two episodes in the TV series.
Not to mention that in the future, if he is really the champion of high school and becomes an official in the court, he will be the one who suffers everywhere.
So, Nayeon hesitated. Because the "new man" he wants to choose must be smart.