"Master Zhang, after hearing what Master Wang said just now, I am extremely curious. I don't care about others, but you must write your Qingci and show it to everyone." An official pulled Master Zhang's sleeve and said loudly.
"You..." Lord Zhang smiled bitterly.
"I don't care. If you don't agree, I won't let go." The official held on tightly.
"Master Zhang, just agree to it."
"that is."
Seeing this, several officials started to make a noise. As they had not received the emperor's order yet, they did not dare to leave. They were sitting in the duty room anyway, so they might as well appreciate other people's poems and see if their own were better.
"How come a second-rank official like you is acting like a rogue..." Lord Zhang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he just went along with it and agreed, "Isn't it enough that I'm afraid of you?"
He was very confident about the Qingci he wrote today. He was full of inspiration when writing the Qingci today, and the Qingci he wrote was also one of the rare masterpieces he has written in recent years. In fact, he was not resistant to writing Qingci in front of so many people, on the contrary, he was looking forward to it.
Soon, someone put out writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone to make room.
Under the gaze of the crowd, Lord Zhang stepped forward slowly, picked up his pen and wrote down his poem: In the thirty-first year of Jiajing, the year of Renzi... ... I miss the might of the tiger, and the years have passed. Although my life span has ended, my vigor remains unbroken, and it moves heaven and earth... ...
"Good, good words."
"What a good poem! It is a good poem that says that although one's life span has ended, his integrity remains strong. It is indeed a good work."
"Well, good, good, 'Though my life is over, my ambition remains undiminished', it is the finishing touch, and each word is so vivid and powerful."
"Master Zhang is worthy of being Master Zhang. His Majesty praised his poem for the last Spring Festival. I think he will be praised again this time..."
After Lord Zhang finished writing the Qingci, the crowd gathered around and nodded repeatedly, praising his Qingci, which made Lord Zhang unable to hide his smile.
"Haha, Lord Liu, things change over time, it's your turn this time." After Lord Zhang finished writing, he stuffed the brush into the hand of Lord Liu who had just pulled his sleeve, and then joked, "I can pull sleeves too."
Ha ha
Retribution has come.
Seeing this, everyone started to make a fuss in good faith.
"Master Zhang, you have given me a difficult problem. With your excellent performance, I am making a fool of myself." Master Liu smiled and shook his head. He said he was making a fool of himself, but his face was full of confidence.
Pick up the pen
Ink
Wrist twist
Falling Words
All in one go.
In an instant, a beautiful poem appeared on the paper.
“Good words and nice words.”
"Lord Liu's poem is as good as Lord Zhang's. We are so lucky to see it."
“Another excellent piece of writing...”
There was another round of applause from the duty room. Lord Liu modestly said "no, no, no" with a flushed face. He and Lord Zhang smiled at each other, and there seemed to be a feeling of mutual appreciation.
Afterwards, two more people were pushed forward and picked up their pens to write down their poems silently.
Everyone here is a master of Qingci, so how could the Qingci they wrote be ordinary? Naturally, they are all masterpieces.
"good."
"color."
Another round of praise.
After these four people finished writing the Qingci, no one came forward to write Qingci anymore. Everyone looked around, and then one gaze fell on Yuan Wei. Like a chain reaction, more gazes soon came over, and finally almost all gazes in the guardhouse fell on Yuan Wei.
All of a sudden, Yuan Wei became the focus.
With so many eyes fixed on him, Yuan Wei suddenly became the center of attention and enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention.
The four adults who were just mentioned did not receive this kind of treatment when they were booed.
"Haha, Maozhong, it seems that you are highly regarded by the public. Haha, it is better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone. It is not good to cherish one's own possessions. You have a wonderful article, and we should appreciate it together." An official of the same age as Yuan Wei pushed Yuan Wei's shoulder with his arm, squinted his eyes and smiled and joked. It seemed that the two were quite familiar with each other.
"Master Zhang, please stop teasing me... Others may not know, but you know that my writing is just average. How dare I make a fool of myself in front of you masters? Master Zhang, Master Liu, and Master Wang have set such great examples before me. I don't have the courage to make a fool of myself." Upon hearing this, Yuan Wei felt like he had taken a tonic, but he shook his head and smiled as he declined.
"Haha, Yuan Maozhong, don't be so modest."
"That's right, let's all enjoy this wonderful article together."
"Yes, I wrote it down for everyone to see. Your Qingci has received the most commendations from His Majesty."
"Maozhong, come quickly. I can't wait to see your masterpiece today."
Everyone spoke up, urging Yuan Wei to show everyone the Qingci he wrote. Looking at everyone's eyes and listening to everyone's words, Yuan Wei couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
The focus of everyone's attention.
This feeling made Yuan Wei feel comfortable instantly, as if he was in a high position and enjoyed everyone's kneeling worship.
Ambition.
Everyone has it.
What's more, I, Yuan Wei, also have the capital.
Is what you write also called Qingci? Compared with me, you are still far behind.
This time it must be that my poem written by Yuan Wei caught the emperor's eye. There is no doubt about it. My name is Yuan Wei, and I have this confidence.
Last time, the couplet "The Black Turtle of Luoshui First Presents Auspiciousness" caught the emperor's eye, and I was promoted four levels in a row. This time, it must not be worse than last time, at least it must be promoted four levels in a row. Oh, by the way, last time when I attended the 18th birthday banquet of Yan Shifan's fifth concubine at the home of Yan Ge Lao, I heard the news that my immediate superior, Li Mo, the Minister of Personnel and the President of the Hanlin Academy, seemed to be intending to remove his concurrent position as the President of the Hanlin Academy in order to fight Yan Ge Lao, so as to devote himself to the Ministry of Personnel and concentrate on dealing with Yan Ge Lao.
The position of President of the Hanlin Academy may be vacant soon. I have been commended by the Emperor this time, and with the recommendation of Lord Yan, doesn't it mean that the position of President of the Hanlin Academy may very likely fall on my shoulders
What Yuan Wei values is not the rank of the president of the Hanlin Academy, but its political capital.
Being the president of the Hanlin Academy is almost equivalent to entering the cabinet.
The minimum is three to five years, and the maximum is ten years.
Basically, they all entered the cabinet steadily.
Enter the cabinet.
It’s exciting just thinking about it.
Of course, Yuan Wei did not reveal this. Many of the people present were powerful people who would tremble in the court if they stomped their feet, and Yuan Wei did not have the courage to show off in front of them.
Suppressing the swelling in his heart, Yuan Wei smiled bitterly and shook his head, repeatedly saying modestly that he dared not embarrass himself, that he was not good at writing, that his poems were just average, and that he did not dare to pollute the eyes of the adults, etc...
Of course, everyone was unwilling and continued to urge him.
"Well, then I have no choice but to show my ugliness."
Finally, under the repeated urging of the officials, Yuan Wei, as if being forced to do something against his will, shook his head and smiled bitterly, moving forward step by step.