Bastard’s Resurgence

In Guanshan Academy, Shan Chang Guiliang is aloft. Needless to say, Sun Boyi and Luo Guancai below Gui Liang are actually at the same level. They are both of the same origin. Luo Guancai even ranks higher than Sun Boyi on the second list.

However, Sun Boyi had been an official and served as a county prime minister in a suburb of Yangzhou. Although he had only worked for more than a year, that position was the imperial court official after all. Sun Boyi's reputation is naturally higher than that of Luo Guan. At Guanshan Academy, Sun Boyi has always been in charge of teaching Jia-style students, and his status is higher than Luo Guancai's.

The two usually get along well, but Luo Guan is really unhappy recently. He has resentment towards Shan Chang Guiliang, let alone Sun Boyi.

Luo Guan was unobtrusive, Sun Boyi could endure it once or twice, but how could Sun Boyi endure it over and over again? Luo Guancai hated Zhang Haoran, and his comments were extremely mean. Sun Boyi couldn't bear it, so he countered.

After being choked by Sun Boyi for a few words, Luo Guancai felt even more unhappy. Seeing that Guanshan Poetry would be embarrassed like this today, his confidence is no worse than Sun Boyi, and immediately said:

"In these days, there are people who lack self-knowledge and don't take on the porcelain work without diamonds. Look at today's scene, where is the poetry club? It's like a child playing house, it's ridiculous and sigh! I'm afraid to become the laughing stock of Yangzhou's literary world!"

When Sun Boyi heard Luo Guancai's words, his face became ugly. He coldly said, "Brother Luo, what do you mean? Since this poetry club is named Guanshan poetry club, you and I have to contribute to the poetry club, look at Luo. Brother's tone seemed to be fortunate, could it be that Brother Luo completely disregarded his identity?"

Luo Guancai snorted coldly and said: "The scholars of my generation should be proud and proud. Things like Guanshan Poetry Club are purely some unpredictable businessmen who want to get fame and fame. Luo Guan is ashamed to be with this class of people!"

Luo Guancai's words were a bit too much. Sun Boyi's patience has reached the limit, and he immediately said: "Luo Guancai, where do you put the mountain leader when you say this? I didn't expect your Luo Guancai's mind to be so narrow, I know You have been working as a master in the B name, and none of the students can get on the stage.

For this reason, you have some grievances and some complaints that I can understand, but now you actually humiliate the head of the mountain and humiliate your colleagues. You can be equivalent to people who have no father and no ruler! "

Luo Guancai also got angry and said: "Brother Sun, no one of my students can be on stage. Are there any of Brother Sun’s students who can be on stage? The first poem you ordered, "The Peony", went out and made a big noise. A joke, the street gangsters said that this poem is so red, green, and messy, it's not as good as a **** of **** he pulled!"

"Wow!"

Luo Guancai said this. There was a great uproar in the audience. The quarrel between the masters was very eye-catching. Now, Luo Guancai, regardless of the gentleness, actually made all the embarrassment encountered by the eight knights running outside to pass poems to the public. Don't blow up the pot yet?

Everyone’s expressions became extremely ugly, and the most exciting expressions were Zhang's father and son. Zhang Chengxi was stupid, and Zhang Haoran’s face was flushed, and he could not wait to find a place to sew it down. Where is he now? Have previous tolerance?

At today's poem meeting, he was going to show his face, but now he hasn't shown his face, but instead shows his butt, which is really embarrassing.

Originally, the poem meeting was embarrassing enough, but now that this is happening, it is even more unsustainable. Zhang Chengxi's blood was dripping in his heart after spending so much money in such a situation.

At this moment, Gui Liang slowly stood up and said, "Be quiet for me!"

Yangzhou Guiliang is a famous person. From the perspective of personal fame, his fame is not under Zeng Guoning. He came from a jinshi, and he was a real official of the imperial court, and the attitude between his gestures and gestures is unusual.

As soon as he spoke, the audience was silent. His eyes swept across Luo Guancai and the two, and said coldly: "As a master, how is your behavior different from that of everyone in the market?"

Luo Guancai and Sun Boyi bowed their heads together, and in front of Gui Liang, they did not dare to be presumptuous.

"Listen to me. I think it's very good for today's poem society. Hey, some people have impure thoughts and think that they will become famous with poems! I can tell you clearly now that you have a wrong heart. Today's poem Yes, it is a blessing for you to suffer a blow.

Indeed, the restrictions I have given are a bit strict. The news has just been uploaded from Slender West Lake, and the talents at the Zhishui Cultural Conference are now also composing poems!

They are also facing the same restrictions. As a result, they are not much better than you, and so far there have not been a few masterpieces! "

Gui Liang was indeed unusual. When he said this, everyone's emotions that had fallen to the freezing point became active again.

Today’s Dragon Boat Festival poems are difficult to make, and everyone can’t find the feeling. Now it seems that not only the talents of Guanshan Academy find it difficult, but also the Zhishui Cultural Society!

The Zhishui Cultural Society is a general existence in everyone's minds. The talents at the Zhishui Cultural Society find it difficult to write poetry. What else should everyone be discouraged?

Gui Liang glanced across everyone, and said: "A good work can be made with calmness. Zhang Haoran's "Peony" is undoubtedly a good work. What kind of poems do the gangsters in the market understand? Can they listen to their muddling words?"

Zhang Haoran's expression finally eased. He gave Gui Liang a grateful glance. Gui Liang's words could be said to have saved him. If not, he must be a laughingstock after today's poem meeting!

At this time, Qilan's people, Yingying, who had been silent for a while, stood up, her temperament was superb, and her every move was very eye-catching.

"Dear talents, Master Gui said very well just now. I know the Zhishui Cultural Association best. Zeng Shanchang has already ordered that today's Zhishui Cultural Association is just like poetry, and the rules are the same as those set by Master Gui. , Do not "sorrow the spring and sad autumn."

So far, there have been three questions, and three rhymes have been limited, but only Chen Gui and Qin Yue have produced excellent works, and the other talents are gone.

I just came up with the latest question from Master Tongzhi, with only the word ‘dragon boat’. At this time, the talented people at the Zhishui Conference must be vying to prepare a masterpiece.

I think the talents of our Guanshan Academy are not inferior to the Zhishui Academy. The "Song of the Peony" by Zhang Haoran just now is amazing. We can also compete with them with the title of "Dragon Boat". If we can produce a good work, After today, the Yangzhou literary world will have another story! "

Qi Lan is worthy of being an oiran. She said these words bluntly and everyone at the scene was very excited. First of all, Qi Lan compared them with the talents at the Zhishui Cultural Association, which made them inexplicably excited.

The topic of "Dragon Boat" is indeed simple. Everyone has been brewing for a while, and some people already have good sentences in their hearts. The key is that if you can really write good poems, the hydrology will be used as a reference, and it will indeed become a good story. That way, it will be famous. That's not a problem.

Also, everyone like Qilan exaggerates the mountain academy, praises the talents present, all the talents feel that their bones are crisp, everyone is not for anything else, even if it is to show your face in front of the beauties, then you can’t persuade them. .

For a while, everyone's enthusiasm rose again at the poem meeting where morale was low, and soon someone had a poem, and the atmosphere became even more enthusiastic.

Guanshan poems will come back from the dead, Zhang Chengxi breathed a sigh of relief and was very grateful to Qi Lan. These three thousand taels of silver were worth it. At the critical moment, Qi Lan's few words simply turned things around.

"The Guanshan Poetry Club is probably still successful. This time the problem lies in the seasons. It is indeed difficult to produce good poems for the Dragon Boat Festival. If today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, it will definitely not be so deserted!" Zhang Chengxi secretly said in his heart, he has begun to sum up experience and lessons. Up.

Since the Guanshan Poetry Meeting has been held for the first time, it certainly can't end like this. I will definitely continue to hold it when I look back. It must be better and better, and the Zhang family must re-emerge with this poem meeting!

...

On the Slender West Lake, the center island, the atmosphere is a bit awkward.

On the high platform, many officials and adults are whispering. You can hear them from their tone. They all have their own comments and opinions on today's poetry society.

"Master Gui is worthy of everyone. If you don't allow "sorrowful spring and sad autumn", you will be embarrassed by Yangzhou talents. Poems can be made, and masterpieces are even more difficult!"

"The "Shazhou" that Chen Gui made just now is extraordinary, but after all, it lacks a bit of artistic conception, which is much worse than what he did in ordinary days!"

The adults are discussing, but the feelings of a group of county magistrates are not only concerned about the poetry society, they are also concerned about the dragon boat race on the lake!

The annual dragon boat race on the Slender West Lake in Yangzhou is the first of the prefect Dai Dai. Eight counties in Yangzhou, each county prepares a dragon boat every year during the Dragon Boat Festival. There will be a race in front of the people of Yangzhou and eight counties. Which county is great.

Don't underestimate a dragon boat race, the game behind it is not simple!

First of all, the eight dragon boats set out from different positions. The order of the positions is determined by the Zhishui Cultural Committee on the day. Which county’s talents in the Zhishui Cultural Committee are in the limelight, and the dragon boats in this county will be able to occupy a favorable position.

This gimmick can not only stimulate the fighting spirit of talented scholars, on the other hand, it is also a test and assessment by the prefects on the achievements of the county magistrates in persuading and assisting students.

The dragon boat race can also tell whether the people of this county are of the same heart, and whether the county is strong in the prime of life. A small dragon boat race can directly determine the victory or defeat under the eyes of the immediate boss. How can the counties not take it seriously?

Today, Zhifu Dai did not come, and Master Tongzhiliang came to preside over the dragon boat race. This is not because Master Dai didn't pay much attention to it. There has been a lot of news recently. It is said that Master Dai is going to be promoted and is going to serve in the sixth department of Nanzhili.

It may be Lord Liang who succeeded Lord Dai. The new official did not take office. How significant is the significance of leaving a good impression on Lord Liang at this time? How can the county magistrates not know?

"Hey!" With a sigh, Nie Yong gently shook his head. Today's situation is difficult again. The Zhishui Cultural Society is his sad place!