After reciting a piece of "Han Shou Hou", the six talented people also called the audience's voice and excited their hearts, and said aloud the small title under the inscription: "White Bearded Lay, please come to the stage to meet!"
The name of the white-bearded layman spread all over the garden in an instant, and everyone shouted loudly, trying to call him out, but there was no response for a long time. And the person who actually voted for this poem to Guan Yu had long since forgotten its existence, let alone invited a name for the mourning teacher at such a lively party, and went on a date with his boyfriend before counting the votes to comment on the poem.
As for Hanshou Houshi's ranking... Cui Xie can guess it without looking at it.
Now that the first seven sons have not yet been born, and most of the four talents in the south of the Yangtze River are little children, can the masterpieces of Wenzong and Li Dongyang, who were suppressed by the Chaling faction for the first time, still lose to these new and tender scholars who have just entered Beijing
He all ran away, and Li Dongyang was at home, no one went up to accept the award.
After a few calls were unsuccessful, those tourists who still remembered the grand election of the Three Kingdoms and Five Americas remembered that Xiao Qiao Shi won the championship, but then refused to accept the award. It took several months to quietly bring the beauty home. Mr. Xi, he saved his energy and instead persuaded the people around him: "These talents are unwilling to come out on the spot, you listen to his name, Mr. White Beard, all the white beards may be! Maybe the water mirror on the stage That's it, sir. Don't compete with their talents, they don't come out for people to see."
Can you be called a genius if you don't come out and see people? Why do all the geniuses in Beijing have this problem
The new jinshi and eunuchs from other places did not know that there were such rules at the meeting, and secretly slandered that the people in Beijing did not know that reputation was important. The old guests began to speculate whether this author had anything to do with that Mr. Shuixi, and if so, who was he? If you have completed your studies in this way, you will be extraordinary. Maybe it is the famous poet Poker today, or, or is it a new scholar or jinshi in the past two years
He refused to come out to meet him, it must be because his status was too high, and he was afraid that people would recognize him!
The more mysterious this person is, the more memorable he is. Not only were the guests eager to see who he was, but the six talented people couldn't even call out four or five times, and they were quite disappointed. A guy came to the stage to collect the first poem, and the six talents cleaned up their mood, and then recited the selected poems one by one in order, calling the names, and still according to the rules of the last conference, each person was awarded a large color painting.
The leader was called Mr. White Beard, but the second place was a masterpiece titled by Marquis Wu. The author was called the Longquan Hermit. The third place was a bouldering Buddhist monk who was titled Miheng. The fourth place changed his style of painting, and he wrote bluntly. two words-
Liu Chun.
The Jinshi Jinshi and the DPRK officials have only met twice on the Yellow List just now, the new Jinshi Liu Chun.
Someone shouted on the spot, "Isn't it Liu Chun, who is the new flower of Jinke?"
Liu Tanhua didn't think of anything else when he voted. He just thought he was participating in a poetry festival similar to his hometown, but the first few people voted for poems under pseudonyms. Looking forward to seeing his tourist room, I felt a little rustling in my heart.
A few seats away from him, someone whispered: "At this meeting, Tanhua actually ended up in person. It's really a collection of literary stars, comparable to the Lanting meeting back then!"
Someone else said: "Tanhua won the fourth place. The previous poems must have been written by the champion and the second place, right? Which one of the top three in kennel has a white beard?"
In the distance, there was a familiar Jinshi who betrayed him heartlessly: "One of the three tops is younger than the other, Liu Tanhua is the eldest in his thirties, and the other two are worthy of the crown. No one has a white beard at his age. Only Chuanlu has a long beard, and his beard and hair are black, and he doesn't seem to be known as Shikui."
Liu Chun quietly lowered his head and covered his face, letting his name be called repeatedly on the stage. There seemed to be people shouting "Brother Renzhong" in the distance, and many good people stood up to look for twenty-eighth-nine, and looked at the literate scholar. He suddenly understood the mentality of Mr. Baimou and the others who refused to come to power. He wished that when he went back in time to vote in the queue, he would also change his name on the paper to a gentleman, a hermit, a layperson or something.
He suffered for a long time in the sound of shouting, and finally waited for the six talents on the stage to give up, and began to read the following names again.
What reassured him was that the next one was no longer a gentleman, but a person who directly revealed his real name just like him, even more thoroughly than he did, and even his origins were written on the poems.
"Jiangxi Cheng Kai."
When Liu Chun heard the name, the sense of shame in his heart was greatly reduced, and he had already figured out how to go back and comfort each other with this brother Cheng Nian.
However, Cheng Kai is different from a person who thinks and thinks more than him. When people call him, he calls up. He also jokes with the two people holding poems on the stage, recognizes the same year, and speaks frankly. : "I know which inn Brother Liu Nian lives in, and it's not far from the guild hall I saw. If he doesn't come today, I'll take that Zhao Yun painting for him."
Liu Chun came to vote for Zhao Yun. Before the end of the selection, he saw that there was no hope. He arrived at the main courtyard early and sat very close to the platform. As a result, he could vaguely hear those people talking, and his thoughts were complicated and difficult to explain - the only thing he could say for sure was that he wanted to grab Cheng Kai and pull him away, and stop staying in this garden.
With great difficulty, Cheng Kai took the two paintings of Cheng Yu and Zhao Yun, and another student who did not want to reveal his real name won a color picture of Zhou Yu with a poem, and asked his family to lead it on his behalf. And go.
After commenting on the best poems, it was finally time for the highlight of the conference—the six talented people wrote poems in person. Six sets of tables and chairs have been set up on the open space between the steps, and there are copper candlesticks standing on each table. The flickering flames illuminate the table as bright as day. At some point in time, thick ropes were pulled out on both sides of the table and chairs, and the guys led the guests to line up along the ropes.
The six talented people were wrapped in the exact same clothes as in the book, and they also asked someone to put on make-up and put on a beard. No matter how you look at it, the person in the painting came down. Those who are curious and talented are a little regretful and can't see clearly, but the true fans of the Three Kingdoms celebrities looked at their appearance when they came up to sign, and it was astonishingly that the people in the book were sitting there writing poems, and they had a special feeling of satisfaction.
There was a long queue in the process of writing the poem, which was a bit boring. But in order to make up for the loneliness in the queue, he didn't tell these people to run away in a row, Cui Xie originally set the lottery part in the queue.
They made far more than six sets of clothes, more than twelve sets, but made all the clothes of the characters who may win. Zhuge Liang, Zhou Yu, Guan Yu who can participate in multiple elections also made several clothes according to the number of times, so that a few talents Dress on stage at the same time. The characters who happened to be chosen this time are different, and if one of them wears a different outfit, the extra ten sets of clothes can be drawn out for lottery.
The lottery was held by a few prostitutes who pretended to be Diaochan and other beauties, but they weren't the ones who played these beauties at the last five-beauty conference-these people's worth has skyrocketed now, and they couldn't afford it, so they hired some cheap newcomers. Responsible for drawing lottery and issuing prizes on the stage, and it does not require any technical content.
As long as they stand there, it is enough to raise the atmosphere in the field to a new high.
The five people gathered around the lottery box, and they raised their cuffs high to reveal their wrists, which attracted the attention of all the men in the field. They slowly stretched out their arms into the box, took out a note, and took the loudspeaker lazily. Read the numbers above.
Although the voices of these girls are delicate, but the five of them read together, and then amplified by simple speakers, it is enough to spread far away.
The person who was read didn't even bother to sign, and hurriedly stepped over the rope and ran to the stage from the open space beside the team. After they came to power, they couldn't take the clothes of their idols directly, they had to draw lots with their eyes closed, and the ones they picked out could take away the clothes that corresponded to them. Acknowledging the misfortune, he left with the clothes he didn't like.
Those who drew the wrong clothes sighed and lamented that they were in bad luck; those who drew the armor complained that the armor was all colored with thick paper and was worthless; those who did not win the draw heard that they were cheap and good-looking and complained, I hate it so much, I don't know how many people want to sack them and rob them.
Some people saw that they couldn't win the lottery, so they had the evil idea of looking for the organizer's black box—
The eldest son of Wang Zhenfu's family, the former top military attache in Qian'an County, took advantage of the time everyone was waiting in line for the lottery.
The shopkeeper Ji almost thought that he was going to be robbed, and he was about to scream when he stuck his neck. Fortunately, when he looked up, he saw the red robe and the purple-gold crown with the tall lings inserted into it. He suddenly recognized who he was, swallowed the cry, and put on a smile: "It turned out to be from Daguan Wang, I haven’t returned to my hometown for a long time, and I don’t know when the big officials came back from outside Shanhaiguan? The big officials have worked hard all these years, but now that they have entered Beijing, could it be that they have made great military exploits and have been promoted to officials and titles?”
Young Master Wang shook his head, and the pheasant feathers on his head swayed back and forth, which was extremely eye-catching, but he said in a low-key and modest manner: "It's not a great achievement, the Tatars have been harassing the area of Shanxi and Shaanxi these years, and we followed An Shunbo. Ye Shanhaiguan has not seen a few real Tatars, but there are many thieves who are fake Tatars, and the credit is not great. However, the master also killed dozens of people with his own hands, and captured a thousand deputy households, and finally lived up to the old uncle. The grace of cultivation."
The shopkeeper Ji hurriedly congratulated him on his promotion back to Beijing, threw the sweet words out like he didn't want money, and asked him why he didn't come to the store to tell him, so that he could arrange for someone to entertain him earlier.
Wang Gongzi waved his hand and said domineeringly: "You, a shopkeeper, spend too much money on the host, and the host is not happy, so I won't embarrass you. By the way, you are also in Beijing, do you know how about Cui Zhuangyuan? He and my brothers were friendly at the beginning, and somehow, when I heard that he was the champion, I didn't dare to look at him—isn't that poem called 'Near Country Feeling Cowardly'?"
Shopkeeper Ji replied with a smile: "The poem seems to be 'Near the homeland is more timid, I dare not ask people who come', but you are Yijin, a high-ranking official... Yijin goes to Beijing, what's the timidity? Cui Gongzi should be The champion hasn't changed much, and he still has the same thoughtful temperament back then, if you know that the high-ranking officials have come to Beijing, only what they like, why would they not want to see you?"
Young Master Wang was a little embarrassed: "Hey, he is the number one scholar! When he was admitted to the Juren, I was honored for a long time after hearing it. At that time, I actually knew a Juren, and he gave me a gift every year. Boxing ceremony, giving a hero statue, many people in the camp are so envious of me. When he is admitted to the top spot, it will be even more amazing! We Qian'an have never had such a Wenqu star since the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, and one county and one government followed. Glorious, I am a rude person who dare not speak to the champion."
Shopkeeper Ji has been following Cui Xie all the time, and he is used to seeing whether he should publish a book or a book, whether to hold a conference or a conference. When I asked Young Master Wang to say this, I suddenly felt a bit of an extraordinary feeling.
He is also a highly-used person around the champion, and all the books written by the Imperial Academy of Honorable Scholars are written for the students, and he is not an ordinary study shopkeeper! There are so many shopkeepers all over the world, who can be more noble and more elegant than him
His current status, even if he is given a big shop in the prosperous place of Nanjing and called him to be his own boss, he will not change it!
Shopkeeper Ji was intoxicated with himself, but Young Master Wang couldn’t help revealing his true meaning. He handed the pot that he had given when he was admitted to the hospital in front of Shopkeeper Ji, and asked with vigour, “Can you ask those sisters to grab my cup? This number? I have the armor of Lu Bu and Zhao Yun in my hands, so I just want to have fun wearing Prime Minister Cao's red and purple prime minister's robe."
The word Jing Qi is printed on the body of the pot, and it is sorted according to the names of the sixty-four hexagrams plus numbers. It is the order in which he entered the garden, and the lottery is drawn according to this number. Shopkeeper Ji took the pot and looked at it, then shook his head and said, "I always close my eyes to draw the number, and I don't know if the body was taken away. idea-"
They had a good relationship with the tailor Yu, who made the clothes, and they just ordered another set for him.
What Wang Gongzi wanted was the pleasure of winning the lottery, but he was not particularly fond of the clothes, so he shook his head when he saw that it was not going to happen, and decided not to.
The shopkeeper Ji thought he was embarrassed to ask for his own things, so he persuaded him: "What are the high officials polite, Ju Anzhai and even our champion, you look at it? The little old man spends his own money to make this clothes. I am willing, but neither our father and son nor the champion will be able to let me grab this job. The high officials just wait for the clothes, and the champion will definitely wash the dust for you when you come back, congratulations on your promotion!"
Clothes don't matter, what matters is the friendship between Ju Anzhai and Cui Xie. Thinking of this, Wang Xiangzhen didn't care whether the clothes were won or bought, and smiled lightly: "This time I'm going to favor Cui Xiandi's fresh clothes again, I can't ask him to buy wine for me, I have to personally Go treat him to a drink!"
The author has something to say: Baimou is a poem written by Li Dongyang asking Baimou and answering on behalf of Baimou. It seems to have been mentioned before? The Baoshi layman is Yang Tinghe, and the Longquan hermit is Wang Zhuangyuan