In the eyes of the three of them, this matter is as strange as you don't even know Daozi.
Under the strange eyes of the three people, Feng Zongping held his breath and was speechless.
Zhao Liulang and a few classmates have already finished listening to the poems below. Although they are not very good at composing poems, they still know how to appreciate them. They got together and devalued their poems to only half a penny, and then encouraged them to write poems. Bai Shan, Yi Ziyang and Yin who had the best homework wrote poems together and won the selection.
"Please ask for a lottery, we haven't had the lottery of the Zhuangyuan Building yet."
Just as he was talking, he announced loudly on the first floor: "Today's first round with the theme of chrysanthemums is Lu Xiaofo from Guozixue..."
Bai Shan let out a few "huh", and lay down on the window to look down, and saw Lu Xiaofo standing on the edge of the second floor, saluting all around, and immediately a guy gave the lottery to him.
Feng Zongping clicked his tongue and said, "Lu Xiaofo is not bad."
Man Bao pointed to a place and said, "Brother Bai!"
Bai Erlang poked his head to look, "It's really my brother."
He put his hand next to his mouth and shouted down, "Brother, play a song!"
The people downstairs heard the voice from the third floor, and couldn't help but look up. Bai Dalang also looked up. Although his eyesight was a bit bad, but the half of his body was about to lean out of the window and he was excitedly waving at him. Isn't that his brother
Bai Dalang lowered his head, trying to pretend he didn't know this guy.
But the classmates sitting beside him have already recognized Bai Erlang, and saw Bai Shan and Zhou Man beside him.
There is no way, classmates, there are only twenty people in a class, who and what family background will be clear in less than a month, and when Bai Dalang was admitted to Simen University, his younger brother was admitted to Taixue, plus the three of them in the back. It's so famous, it's hard for students not to know.
So they grabbed Bai Dalang who bowed his head and pretended not to exist, "Zhengjian, it's your brother."
"They are on the third floor. I seem to have seen Uncle Zhao Xiaoguo by mistake. Shall we go up and say hello?"
Bai Dalang didn't want to go.
Upstairs, Zhao Liulang and the others gathered around the window happily and looked down. The eyes of those who didn't like reading were particularly good, and they broadcast to everyone in real time, "Hey, hey, your brother bowed his head, he must feel ashamed."
"Bai Er, call again."
"I think your eldest brother must wish to put you back into the womb."
Bai Erlang scolded with a smile: "Get out, my brother doesn't feel ashamed, he is better than us at writing poems, and my husband praises him for his spirituality, my brother is ashamed."
Zhao Liulang asked, "Does your brother have words?"
"Yes, my father took it, see!"
Feng Zongping was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but burst out laughing, and said: "Your father saves effort, your elder brother's name is straightforward, and the words are correct, so do you want to get letters in the future?"
Although it is said that characters are re-explanations of names, not many characters are directly derived from the analysis in "Shuowen".
Bai Erlang didn't think there was anything wrong with this, he said: "When my father named us, he originally picked them from "Shuowen". My elder brother is upright, but I am honest and beautiful, so what’s wrong with directly using the Jiezi in "Shuowen"?"
Everyone listened to it and thought about it, and found that it was true, so they stopped laughing, and Zhao Liulang even yelled down, "Brother Zhengjian, let's play a song!"
The people downstairs didn't know who it was called "big brother", but when Zhao Liulang called, everyone who knew Bai Dalang in the building turned their heads to look at him.
Bai Dalang: ...
He stood up helplessly, bowed to everyone before saying: "My little brother is naughty, disturbing everyone's pleasure."
There were eight judges sitting on it, and five of them were from the Imperial College. They knew that Bai Zhi was a student of their Imperial College, so they were very lenient and said with a smile: "Mid-Autumn Festival, it's natural to have a lot of fun. Since everyone If I ask you to do it, why don’t you just make a song and come up, no matter if it’s good or not, it’s good to have fun.”
Bai Zhi responded respectfully, staring at the newly released topic for a while before turning around and writing a poem.
At that moment, a guy sent the poem manuscript up, and the judges read it out for everyone to comment on the spot.
Many people nodded secretly, thinking that Bai Zhi did a good job, and one of the judges said: "Everyone, let's start too. This round of Zhuangyuan Building's prize is a pot of Zhuangyuanhong."
When everyone heard it, they began to write.
In the end, everyone commented and found that Bai Dalang's was slightly better, so he took the lottery.
Bai Dalang hadn't done anything yet, but the people on the third floor were already making noise, as if they had won a lottery.
Zhao Liulang had just drank a cup of Zhuangyuanhong, and he was a little bit unsatisfied at this moment, "Why don't you just invite your elder brother up, and let us share his prize?"
Everyone thought the idea was good, so they pushed Bai Erlang to invite someone.
Bai Shan couldn't help but look at Zhao Liulang as he did. He exchanged a glance with Man Bao and stepped forward to put his and Bai Er's shoulders down, "Come on, let's go down together."
The three of them went downstairs together. After going down a few flights of stairs, Bai Shancai stopped and looked at Zhao Liulang with a half-smile, and asked, "Tell me, what do you want us to do?"
The excited Bai Erlang asked in a daze, "What?"
Zhao Liulang put his arms around Bai Shan's shoulders and said with a smile, "As expected of you, you are the best at reading. You are really smart. You can't hide anything from you."
Zhao Liulang looked up and down and saw no one, so he lowered his voice and said, "I have something to ask you."
Bai Shan thought that the big brother just now didn't say he was famous all over the capital, at least he already had a reputation in the literati circle, and if he added some firewood, he would have a great advantage in the Jinshi examination next year.
So he nodded and said, "You talk first."
"Borrow some money from you guys."
"How many?"
Zhao Liulang held out a finger.
Bai Shan glanced at it and then nodded, "One hundred taels, easy to say."
"What one hundred taels, one thousand taels!"
Bai Shan: "...what do you want so much money for?"
Bai Erlang also came back to his senses, interjected: "No, what does calling my elder brother upstairs have to do with borrowing money?"
Bai Shan said: "You stay honest first."
Then he turned his head and asked Zhao Liulang, "You have to explain, otherwise, if you go to do evil and find out that the money came from us, we can't get rid of the responsibility. And one thousand taels, can you still afford it?"
"You underestimate me, don't you? I can't afford it now, but in two years I'm leaving the Chongwen Museum to seek an official. My father won't give me some assets? Then I can afford it, that is, this one Qianliang, you can't charge me interest."
He said: "If you agree, I will not only bring your eldest brother and classmates to the third floor for a stroll, but tomorrow I can also take him to the flower viewing party of Princess Xiangyang, how about it?"
Bai Shanyi moved, Princess Xiangyang married the queen mother's nephew. In June, because the queen mother was seriously ill, she came back to Beijing. The princesses like to hold a literary meeting, poetry meeting, flower appreciation meeting or something, and many literati fought over it. The head wants to participate.