The next day, Mother Hua brought a group of people aggressively, but because of my "majesty", the matter was settled quickly. Seeing that Shi Lingluo was my "person", Mother Hua could only Unwilling to leave.
Because of this, I have become a frequent visitor to Shijia Tofu.
This morning, after eating the fragrant tofu flower, I got up and went to the Hanlin Academy. The students who won the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Competition will study there, and I have to go there for a few days every month, so naturally I don’t need to be too serious.
When I got there, I found out that Mo Xichen, Pan Jie, and others were also there. It turns out that officials under the age of 25 in the DPRK also come here for routine business!
It's just that Beichen Shaoyuan, who is still haunted, is also here, and I also said that he would scoff at these rules.
Passing by the archery range, Beichen Shaoyuan, who was walking idly, suddenly stopped.
"The Xi Kingdom emphasizes literature over martial arts, but I don't know how to calligraphy and archery?" He stared at me with a faint smile.
I shook my head and looked at my nose again with my eyes and my heart with my nose.
"Scare! Look at me!"
At this moment, Pan Jie shouted excitedly, turned around and raised a bow and arrow, "whoosh, whoosh" three times, one arrow into the red heart, the second arrow broke the shaft, and the third arrow penetrated the bullseye!
All in one go! I couldn't be stunned, was this really an arrow shot by Pan Jie, who was like a gentleman with a jade face
"Brother Pan is truly worthy of the 'Death Arrow'!" Mo Xichen slapped his palms and smiled.
"Pan Butterfly is not bad!" I also clapped my hands and teased him.
"Humph!" Pan Jie rolled his eyes at me and flicked his robe sleeves, looking like a general.
With this little episode, the atmosphere is quite lively.
We walked into the study one after another, and the lecturer was the academician Yinsi at the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Conference that day. He heard that he had the title of Dr. Hanlin and had extraordinary knowledge. So in the study, there are many students who come here, we sit in the front row and enjoy "preferential treatment".
However, my treatment was not very good. Academician Yinsi seemed to be deeply impressed by me and wanted to test me or embarrass me.
"Jun Shilang, I still remember your song "Spring River, Flowers and Moonlight Night"!" Academician Yinsi stroked his beard, shook his head and said, "Jun Shilang's talent is evident. Today, you will first recite "On Poetry" for everyone. "Bar!"
Get off the horse? Come to the test! However, the homework that Yin Yi gave me was not in vain. I have dabbled in several important works of the Xi Kingdom.
I finished reciting it aloud confidently, but Academician Yinsi moved his lips expressionlessly.
"The Classic of the Kingdom."
I finished memorizing it again, but he asked the question again. I couldn't help sweating a little. I couldn't handle it like this. I just learned a little bit.
After taking turns, I gradually got a little bumpy, and I couldn't help but feel annoyed. This is not equivalent to asking me to memorize the Four Books and Five Classics.
He read another article title, it was a very biased chapter, and I only vaguely remembered it. When I was worried about what to do, suddenly a very subtle voice came from my ear, it was that article!
I looked around vigilantly, the students were all looking at me, while Beichen Shaoyuan was leaning on the chair of the Grand Master boredly, nothing unusual.
Where did the sound come from? I was suspicious, but the voice became clearer, I cleared my throat, and followed the voice.
Not bad! Academician Yinsi frowned, as if he didn't expect my answer to be so smooth, and he said a more obscure article.
With experience, I followed the voice aloud without any haste.
Academician Yinsi was reluctant to say all the tongue-in-cheek chapters, rare ancient books, but unfortunately they couldn't stumped me, no, it should be the mysterious voice, am I too lucky, there are noble people in the dark to help!
I smiled "finished", and Academician Yinsi finally waved at me with an incredible expression, motioning me to sit down. I looked around, and even Mo Xichen showed a hint of surprising admiration, not to mention the surprised admiration of other people, only Beichen Shaoyuan, I clearly saw a slight smile of disapproval on the corner of his mouth, and in a flash pass away.
"Master Shilang has read the books, and his talent is admirable. I wonder if I can swipe it once, so that everyone can feast their eyes?"
When Academician Yinsi was about to give a lecture, Beichen Shaoyuan rudely interrupted him and turned to attack me.
I secretly hated, he still had doubts about me, but don't think that this can make it difficult for me!
I pretended to decline, and under the warm invitation of everyone, I reluctantly spread paper and grinded it. With the pen in my left hand, I swishly swiped Su Dongpo's "The Head of the Song of Water Melody" with a single swipe.
The eternal song, on the paper, the ink is still dry, and the fragrance is welcome.
Mo Xichen and the others almost held their breath and chanted silently, and their praises flashed across their faces. Only Beichen Shaoyuan glanced at my masterpiece and silently took a sip of the fragrant tea.
"The characters in the book line are a little more elegant and unrestrained."
"His Royal Highness, the old injury on my right arm has not healed, so I had no choice but to write with my left hand. I laughed!" I replied earnestly on the face, but my heart burst into laughter.
Want to write my handwriting? Although I can't write decent small characters, I have practiced calligraphy since I was a child, especially this "Shui Diao Song Head", I can write it down with my eyes closed!
"Brother Shuxing!" Mo Xichen smiled at me, "This lyric writing is actually better than the poem on the Mid-Autumn Festival! It's really a sing-song of the moon!"
"Ha! This is really well written! Xiaoyueyue!" Pan Jie came out to intervene at some point, and that winking look was clearly avenging the "butterfly".
I glared at him and warned him not to talk nonsense.
Others responded to Mo Xichen's evaluation. This remark has established my position among the talents of Nanhuai. However, I don't know if it just happened that the two poems were themed around the moon, or it was Pan Jie's help. My "Yue Lang" is actually well-known in Nanhuai and has a large number of female fans.
Later, when Xiaojia told me, I couldn't help laughing bitterly. Could it be that my fan group has to call themselves "moon cakes" from now on! Maybe Mo Xichen's fans should be called Chenxiang, and Pan Jie's fans should be called Mustard.