"As in previous years, those who want to compete will go aside to register first." Mr. Zhang cleared his throat and said.
As soon as these words came out, someone got up and went to the side of the table to register.
Of course, Yang Zijin also went to register. A few days ago, the eminent monk of Qijing Temple told her that she would return to Mu Guogong's mansion sooner or later. Now was the time to clear her name. Naturally, she would not accept such a good opportunity. Will let it go.
When the competition started, the referees came on stage and took their seats.
At this time, Mr. Zhang added, "The annual poetry appreciation party has officially begun. The first round of music competitions, participants should be prepared."
For Yang Zijin, music is not a problem for her. In modern life, every time she goes to sing, she is the Mai Ba type, but this time she wants to find something with an ancient charm.
Contestants came on stage one after another, singing, playing the harp, playing the pipa, or playing the flute...
When it was Yang Zijin's turn, she hummed Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou".
"When will the bright moon come? I asked the blue sky with a cup of wine. I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky?" … '
As soon as Yang Zijing opened her mouth, everyone in the audience looked at her, and even the referee looked up at him. The poetry appreciation meeting had been going on for so long, and those who competed before Yang Zijing were all in the same old style. They never sang the tunes that Yang Zijing sang. I haven’t heard it yet, but I can’t help but feel that Yang Zijin’s song sounds so good!
In the first round, there was no doubt that Mr. Zhang declared Yang Zijing the winner!
Then, Mr. Zhang said, "For the second round of knowledge competition, please prepare for the contestants."
With the experience of the first round, Yang Zijin felt that as long as she was different from others and was novel, the judges who were already tired of their eyesight and ears would find it refreshing, and they would naturally favor her.
Seizing this key point, Yang Zijin thought that most of the contestants in this round would use poetry as their theme.
She remembered that she had read a book "On the Current Situation" written by Mr. Zhang before. At that time, she felt that Mr. Zhang had more insights than other literati. Without some effort, it would be difficult to understand what Mr. Zhang wrote. She made up her mind. Let’s take Mr. Zhang’s book as the topic.
Sure enough, Mr. Zhang shook his head repeatedly and sighed due to the opinions expressed by people who had read this book.
Seeing this, Yang Zijin walked up to Mr. Zhang and told her his opinion.
Mr. Zhang couldn't help but look at Yang Zijin with approval and praised him greatly.
When the people in the audience heard what Yang Zijin said, they couldn't help but nod.
Naturally, Yang Zijin won this round.
Mr. Zhang, who had finished announcing the results, said again, "Unlike previous years, in the final round, this year the contestants are allowed to express themselves freely and show what they are best at, with a stick of incense for a limited time."
As soon as these words came out, the contestants were thinking about what they wanted to show. After a while, some people came to the table where the four treasures of the study were placed, and began to write or draw.
There were also women who came on stage and danced gracefully...
At this time, Yang Zijin was still lowering his head and thinking, thinking about how to be different from the competitors.
Seeing that half the stick of incense was almost gone, Mr. Zhang saw that Yang Zijin had not yet moved, so he stepped forward and reminded him, "Young Master, the time is already over half."
"Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for reminding me. Could Mr. Zhang have someone prepare a piece of black cloth and a hat for me?" Yang Zijin asked Mr. Zhang.
Mr. Zhang frowned slightly, not understanding what he meant, but he still nodded in agreement.
When she was ready, Yang Zijin came on stage. People in the audience looked at what she was holding and became curious.
I saw Yang Zijin put some small objects into the hat, turned it in his hand, and the things disappeared, and waved them again and reappeared. It was so magical!
Even the referee sitting aside didn't see any flaws.
Mr. Zhang couldn't help but become curious about this young man, and once again cast his approving gaze.
Yang Zijin won three games in a row!
Zhang Lao gave Yang Zijin the reward for first place.
However, everyone who participated in the competition was convinced that they had lost!
This poetry appreciation party ended perfectly.
At this time, Yang Zijin didn't know that her outstanding talents, unique insights, and strange ideas had attracted the attention of the prince Lu Jing who came to attend the poetry appreciation party, and he wanted to make friends with her.
"Young Master is very talented. What you said is something I have never heard before." Lu Jing walked up to Yang Zijin and said.
Yang Zijin turned his head to look at the person who came. He was tall and straight, wearing a brocade suit, holding a folding fan in his hand, and had handsome features. He knew at a glance that he was not an ordinary person.
Then he replied with a smile on his face, "This young master has been honored. I wonder what I call him?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entourage following him said, "You can also ask me the name of my county king..."
The attendant wanted to continue, but was frightened by Lu Jing's look and stopped talking.
Yang Zijin apologized hurriedly, "I didn't know he was the prince of the county, so I was very offended."
"Young Master Yang is worried too much. I wonder if Young Master Yang can give me the honor to go to my house for dinner?" Lu Li asked.
Yang Zijing still had a smile on his face, "The invitation from the prince is my blessing. There is no reason to disagree."
Seeing that Yang Zijin agreed, Lu Jing ordered Aji behind him to prepare the carriage.
Two carriages drove towards the County Prince's Mansion...
Sitting in the carriage, Yang Zijin thought to herself that a prince actually invited her to have dinner in his mansion. It seemed that the prince wanted to make friends with her.
I had long heard that this prince, Lu Jing, was different from other princes and generals in that he always put on airs. When I saw him today, it turned out to be true. I couldn't help but feel that this prince was someone I could befriend.
The carriage stopped, and Aji walked to Yang Zijin's carriage and reminded him, "Mr. Yang, you can get out of the car."
Hearing the sound, Yang Zijin opened the door curtain of the carriage and saw the words "County Prince's Palace" hanging on the door.
After getting off the carriage, Yang Zijin looked to the side and did not see Lu Jing.
Aji saw this and said hurriedly, "Mr. Yang, my prince has returned to the palace to change his clothes. Please come with me, Mr. Yang."
Yang Zijin nodded and followed Aji into the county prince's mansion.
Entering the mansion, Yang Zijin couldn't help but be shocked. The style of the mansion was completely different from the official homes she had seen before!
Almost all of them are made of solid wood, ranging from small ornaments, kettles and cups, to large tables and seats, and even some roofs are made entirely of wood. Yang Zijin was completely stunned!
"Young Master Yang, Young Master Yang..." After Aji called out a few times, Yang Zijin finally reacted.
Then Aji said, "Mr. Yang, my prince is already waiting for you to have lunch."
Yang Zijing smiled apologetically after reacting.
"Hurry up and leave. Don't let my county prince wait in a hurry." Aji urged.
Aji was not surprised by Yang Zijin's reaction. Even the prince would be shocked when he came to the house, let alone a street vendor!
Seeing that Lu Jing had put on a robe with an elegant color, which suited him better than the one just now, and was sitting at the dinner table, Yang Zi was about to salute.
Lu Jing hurriedly stood up and supported Yang Zijin and said, "Mr. Yang, don't pay attention to etiquette. Come and take a seat. How about you taste the cooking skills of the chef?"
"Thank you, Lord, for your love." Yang Zijin said and sat down.
Lu Jing walked to sit opposite Yang Zijin.
While eating, Yang Zijin wanted to find out who the craftsmen were who built the products in the prince's palace.
So she said, "The style of the Prince's house is very unique, and it makes people feel as mysterious as the Prince."
"Young Master Yang is so impressed. These are all designed by a good friend who I was lucky enough to make before. Although this guy has a weird temper, people will praise everything that comes into his hands!" Lu Jing said with a slight smile on his face. meaning.
Weird temper? Could this friend of the prince be...
Thinking of this, Yang Zijin asked Lu Jing, "I wonder if the prince is talking about the famous carpenter Lian Sheng in the imperial city?"
"Exactly, it turns out Young Master Yang also knows." Lu Jing replied.
After getting the exact answer, Yang Zijin immediately stood up and said to Lu Jing, "Your Majesty, I have something to ask of you. I hope your Majesty can do me a favor!"
"Oh! What is it? Tell me." Lu Jing frowned slightly and looked at Yang Zijin.
After lowering his head and thinking for a moment, Yang Zijin said, "Please also ask the county prince to introduce me to the master carpenter Lian Sheng."
"Why is Mr. Yang looking for Lian Sheng?" Lu Jing looked confused.
Yang Zijin told Lu Jing why he wanted to invite Lian Sheng.
After hearing this, Lu Jing nodded repeatedly, "I see. In that case, I will help Mr. Yang with this, but you also know that Lian Sheng has a weird temper. I will only help you introduce him. The rest still depends on Mr. Yang himself. ”
"As long as the county prince helps me introduce him, I will take care of the rest." Seeing Lu Jing's agreement, Yang Zijing replied with confidence.
Because she knows that what attracts carpenters most is innovation. As long as Lian Sheng sees her design drawings, she doesn't believe that this eccentric Lian Sheng has any reason to refuse.
The two decided to visit Lian Sheng early tomorrow morning.
After lunch, Lu Jing invited Yang Zijin to enjoy the garden in the mansion. The two chatted happily until sunset, before Yang Zijin returned to the mansion.
Shuofu.
Awei had already been waiting at the door. When Yang Zijin went out in the morning, Awei wanted to follow her, but Yang Zijin refused. He said that some young master would bring a female attendant when he went out, and he also said that he would attend a poetry appreciation party. Will be back immediately.
She had already gone to Qingya Garden to look for her, and the poetry appreciation party had ended long ago, but now the sun had set and no one had been seen yet. Before setting off, the Marquis repeatedly told her to protect Yang Zijin at all times. Thinking of this, Awei couldn't help but feel anxious. .
At this moment, he saw a carriage coming this way, and Awei quickly stepped forward.
Yang Zijin saw Awei at the door from a distance, and suddenly remembered what she said to Awei when she left. It was also her fault that she had forgotten it due to her carelessness.
"Young Master, you are back, and you have worried Awei so much." Yang Zizhen turned to the carriage, and Awei hurriedly came over and said.
Looking at Ah Wei who looked worried, Yang Zijin comforted her, "I forgot the time because of some things. Things like today won't happen again next time. Come in quickly!".
"Yes, young master." Awei's worried look has not faded away.
The next day, Yang Zijin took the drawings she designed and waited with Awei at the gate of the Prince's Mansion early in the morning.
She didn't intend to let Awei follow her, but Awei was worried that what happened yesterday would happen again, and strongly requested to go with her. Yang Zi couldn't bear it, so he had to agree.
After a stick of incense, Lu Jing came out of the house and saw that he was wearing a purple brocade robe, with his hair standing high and his delicate face looking very energetic.
Seeing Yang Zijin waiting at the door, Lu Jing looked a little apologetic, "Young Master Yang has been kept waiting for a long time."