Bastard’s Resurgence

On the Slender West Lake, the rippling boat can only see a tiny black spot.

At this time, everyone on Jiangxin Island once again cast their eyes to the distance. Nie Yong held the folding fan in his hand and paused and said: "Today Wen will lose his great talent, but it is a pity!"

Nie Yong looked sad, but his heart was already full of joy. Seeing the constipation of Song Jin and Ma Xuewang, he felt an inexplicable joy in his heart.

Today's Wenhui has been in a state of aggrieved from the beginning. Is he Nie Yongzhi inferior to Song Jin, Ma Xuewang and others? Is he unreasonable and incomprehensible, offending his superiors and colleagues? Obviously not! Everything is because he Nie Yong is an outsider, and also because Xinhe County does not have decent talents at today's literary meeting.

Lu Zheng challenged him today. This was an unexpected gain. With this opportunity, Nie Yong had a chance to fight back. When he said this, the other adults had no room for refutation.

Zeng Guoning, a famous Confucian in Yangzhou and the head of the Zhishui Academy, was interpreting Lu Zheng's poems. After he read the sentence "Introduction is only to feel a fragrance of the garden", he seemed to be fascinated. He carefully studied the artistic conception of the poem and carefully considered the poem I just feel that the artistic conception of the whole poem is really wonderful to the extreme.

No matter whether it is Qin Yue or Chen Gui, or the private poems of masters and adults on the high platform, none of the poems in today's literary society can compare with this poem by Lu Zheng.

"Unexpectedly, this son is so young that his talent is so high. Can Guanshan Academy train such a great talent? Isn't he a closed disciple of Gui Liang, who was deliberately released today to shock the Yangzhou literary world?" Zeng Guoning thought so in his heart.

At this time, the discussion and clamor below became more and more enthusiastic, and all those present were talented, and the quality of a poem could be seen at a glance.

The beauty of Lu Zheng's poem is that it doesn't need the style of "sorrowing the spring and sadness of the autumn", but it is lyrical but not weak at all. Moreover, the turning point in the poem makes the emotions pile up into several levels. Reading his poems is like putting oneself in a beautiful garden landscape. Every time you read a poem, it is like taking a few steps forward. , Step by step, layer by layer, there are expected changes, and even more unexpected surprises.

After tasting a poem over and over again, there is still the sound of circling the beam, that kind of wonderful taste, there is no reason to refuse to accept the talents present.

There were more and more people around Qin Yue, and he still had a piece of rice paper in his hand!

"Qin Yue, are there any poems? Hurry up and read it out, let me wait and open my eyes!"

"Yes, Qin Yue, is the poem you read just now really made by this son? I think this son of Lu should be fourteen or five years old. He is so young, really has such a talent for poetry?"

Everyone, with one word and one word for me, the purpose is to hope that Qin Yue can read a few more poems, and look at the popularity on the court now, Qin Yue has completely gained the upper hand.

On Chen Gui's side, he stood alone, his appearance was stunned, as if he had lost his soul. Chen Gui was always extremely proud of him, and among the four masters of Zhishui, he refused to accept anyone.

But today, Lu Zheng's poem appeared, obviously too much higher than him, and he couldn't accept this result in his heart at this time.

At this time, the talented people around said: "Okay, there is another word here, "Bo Miaomiao, Liu Yiyi, the lonely village is far away, the apricot flowers are flying in the sun...""

"Wonderful, the artistic conception of this word is really high, so wonderful!"

Someone can't wait to ask: "Read the second half of Que..."

"What a pity, what a pity!" The man was beating his chest, and everyone leaned over to take a closer look. It turned out that the characters on this rice paper were all written by hand, except for the poem "Treasure the Peony" that Qin Yue read just now. Besides, the rest are only fragments.

Just like the first word, the beginning of the article is very artistic, but after writing two or three sentences, it is not clear afterwards, either it is covered by other words, or it is not written at all.

A group of talented people stood by and scratched their heads. The inner madness is hard to express in words. A good piece of work has only the first few sentences, or only the middle sentences. There is no way to see a complete poem. This feeling is really uncomfortable.

At this time, the adults and masters on the high platform couldn't help it anymore. They didn't care about their identities, and they got down from the high platform one after another and got close to Qin Yue's side.

At this time, I heard someone say again: "I can't help but the flowers are gone, I seem to know Yan Yan is back..."

"This is a wonderful sentence, but there are only these two sentences. The rest of the content is completely unclear. What a pity, what a pity..."

"Keep a little bit away, Shan Chang, Lord Liang and all the adults are here, everyone keep a little bit away!"

Zeng Guoning, the head of the Zhishui Academy, and Liang Quanyi, a fellow of Yangzhou, came over. A group of talented people retreated. Qin Yue respectfully presented the rice paper written by Lu Zheng's letter to Zeng Shanchang and Liang Tongzhi.

Next, the two masters and other adults gathered in the middle of this piece of paper again, and everyone watched the product carefully, and shouts of exclamation came one after another.

Seeing this scene, Qin Yue's heart was surging, and he regretted it. He knew that Lu Zheng had such a talent. Today, he had to make arrangements for Lu Zheng anyway. Now, he missed the opportunity.

At the same time, Qin Yue thought in his heart that with his Qin Yue's talent, he was already very impressive on the ground in Yangzhou. Lu Zheng's talent, he felt that he was much higher than him. From this, Lu Zheng would definitely not be. The things in the pool will sooner or later meet the weathered dragon and fly into the sky.

As soon as Qin Yue thought of this, he felt even more ashamed and inexplicable. His half-pot is named Yangzhou, and Lu Zheng is a talented person who does not show up. The pattern of the two is a hasty comparison and a judgment is made.

The Zhishui Cultural Society has become a mess. On the Slender West Lake, eight huge dragon boats are waiting in battle. On the side of the Slender West Lake, countless people gather. However, the adults, masters, and many talented scholars at the literary meeting are completely unaware, everyone. Lu Zheng left this piece of paper in Pinzhao!

A piece of rice paper with scribbled handwriting, which can be said to be letter pen graffiti, but the many adults and masters headed by Zeng Shanchang and Lord Liang are like treasures. Everyone looked at it carefully, for fear that a little bit of force would cause this The piece of paper was broken, and everyone looked drunk.

"Nie Yong, can Master Nie be here?"

Liang Quanyi gently raised his sleeves and greeted Nie Yong, the magistrate of Xinhe County.

Nie Yong stepped forward in all directions, saluting neither humble nor overbearing: "The lower officials are here! What do you command your lord?"

Liang Quanyi pointed his finger at the rice paper and said: "Lu Zheng came from your Xinhe County, why have you never been able to find such a great talent?"

Nie Yong smiled slightly, with a reserved look on his face. He raised his head proudly, looked at many of his colleagues, and said loudly: "I'm not hiding from you, I have known Lu Zhengzhi for a long time. I know not only his talent, but also his origin and origin. Palm. This son of Lu Zheng is not from Yangzhou, but the concubine of Lu Guogong Mansion in Jiangning..."

Nie Yong’s work on Lu Zheng was finally put to use at this time. He told Lu Zheng’s origins, but he was the concubine of Lu Men, who was not tolerated by his mother, and was forced to walk away under the fence of Yangzhou. .

This kind of thing actually abounds, but when Nie Yong said so, everyone around him was unfair to Lu Zheng. Liang Quanyi paused and said: "Is it really a fool, is it really the surname Zhang? The Zhang family is also the four great families in the south of the Yangtze River, and they are now reduced to The merchant family, it seems that the whole thing is here, it's so sad!"

"Master Nie, quickly talk about the talents of this child!"

Nie Yong smiled and said, "Speaking of this talent, I have a story here. I will share it with you today. With this matter alone, I believe that everyone can get a glimpse of it..."

Nie Yong is in a very good mood today. The prefect of Yangzhou is about to change. After the prefect of Dai is gone, Liang Quanyi is very likely to take the post. Today he can have the opportunity to get in close contact with Liang Quanyi, and he has a foreboding that his bad luck is coming to an end.

Immediately, he was excited about Lu Zheng's first day of enrollment, but Zhang Haoran made things difficult for him, how Zhang Haoran colluded with the academy's teaching, how Lu Zheng put Deng's teaching in a dilemma, and finally how Lu Zheng calmly entered the academy to tell everyone anecdote.

He saw this with his own eyes. At that time, he admired Lu Zheng's talent very much. Now when he speaks it out on such a talent occasion, he has added more energy and jealousy. He said that the situation at that time became more and more exciting, and Lu Zheng said It's more amazing.

According to what he said, Lu Zheng is not only outstanding in poetry, but also considerable in wisdom, and the obscene and ugly teachings at Guanshan Academy, as well as Zhang Haoran's deceitful cheating, relying on his identity as the son of the Zhang family. The other extreme.

Poor Zhang Haoran prides himself on being talented, and the Zhang family has placed high expectations on him. After Nie Yong’s story is told, he is destined to become the background of Lu Zheng’s fame. Lu Zheng’s cleverness, wit, talent, and brilliance are set off. He was stupid, vulgar and contemptible.

Thinking of coming from today, it would be extremely difficult for Zhang Haoran to get ahead among the talents of Yangzhou.

The story told by Nie Yong was very exciting, and it gave everyone a deeper understanding of Lu Zheng. Liang Quanyi praised: "Master Nie tells this story well. By listening to this story, you can see the talent and virtue of Lu Zheng, and Master Nie’s It is really gratifying to have such talents in Xinhe County!"

After Liang Quanyi said this, Nie Yong was in a good mood. Zeng Guoning said: "Master Nie, the door of my Zhishui Academy will always be open for Master Lu Zheng. Master Nie, please come back and ask you to mediate and recommend it!"

The two most important adults in the literary society today are so enthusiastic about Nie Yong. Nie Yong is a little flattered, but he still has a question in his heart. This question is based on what he knows. Lu Zheng only learned general at Guanshan Academy. Just studying in the B name, is there anything he doesn't know about it?

This thought came to him, but he heard Chen Gui say loudly not far away:

"Master Liang, Master Shan, Chen Gui, a student, didn't know that it should be said that it should be said that it is not appropriate to say it. Don't you think this rice paper written by Lu Zheng is strange?"