Needless to say, when it comes to the selection of seats, Man Jianghong and Linjiangxian, who were "created" by Zhao Rong, naturally ranked first in the poetry of this literary fair. At the same time, for the sake of Ambassador Tong Guantong, the poem that Zhao Rong chanted with his mouth and dared to leave the horse, became the second in the poetry of this literary fair. The third place was obtained by Mi Youren's son Mi Xian. The poor Huang Ji Huang Gongzi was squeezed to fourth because of the first two being taken over by Zhao Rong, which greatly lost a lot of face to the famous valley Taoist Huang Tingjian.

As Zhao Rong expected, Mi Youren was indeed impressed by this point. Not only did he praise Zhao Rong as the most outstanding rising star in Runzhou's literary world, he also took the initiative to speak out after the literary meeting and invited Zhao Rong to his home for a banquet. Zhao Rong, who wanted to get along with Mi Ningduo, was just a little humble and accepted Mi Youren's invitation without hesitation. While sending Zhao Xiaoyi home to report the message, he asked his father to come to the city to thank Huang Shang the next day, and happily followed his newly worshipped master Huang Shang to the Mi family as a guest.

Zhao Rong secretly made Zhao Rong happy. Although the Mi family has a courtyard house with three-in-depth in the west of Runzhou City, the family is obviously well-off. In addition to the many antiques, calligraphy and paintings, the furniture and decorations are quite average. Even if it hosts a banquet to entertain Huang Shang, Huang Xiang and other famous scholars in Runzhou, the food and wine are very ordinary, and even meat and meat dishes are only a few, let alone the delicacies of mountains and seas, bird's nest and bear's paw. This also made Zhao Rong confident in his next proposal - even if he spends money, he can make the Mi family agree.

But it was also a pity that although he came to Mi Ning's home as a guest, Zhao Rong could not find any opportunity to chat with Mi Ning. On the contrary, Zhao Rong, who suddenly appeared in the Runzhou literary world, became the core focus of everyone. He was surrounded by Runzhou scholars led by Mi Youren, asking questions, constantly asking about Zhao Rong's origin and study experience. Zhao Rong pretended to be modest, and said that he was smart from natural success. When he was young, he was naughty and did not like to study. When he grew up, he hid at home and learned to himself and dealt with it perfunctorily.

Huang Shang also carefully interrogated Zhao Rong's origin and asked Zhao Rong very directly: "Zhao Rong, since your poetry talent is so outstanding and your age is just in your studies, why not be able to study the classics, participate in the imperial examinations, and become a Jinshi in the future?"

"It made my teacher laugh." Zhao Rong said respectfully: "My disciple was too naughty when he was young, which led to his growing up being just a little bit about poetry, and he knew nothing about classics, history, and no interest in the collection of classics, history, and no interest in them. Therefore, he was not interested in the imperial examination and only liked to do some poetry occasionally to entertain himself."

"How can this work?" Huang Shang said immediately: "You can only be able to learn civil and martial arts to the emperor's family. How can you be so unmotivated at such a young age? Listen to your teacher, read more classics and articles after you go back, and participate in the imperial examination in the future, and strive to take the imperial examinations."

"Mr. Yanshan is right. Mr. Zhao, you are so smart, how can you be so unmotivated?" Mi Youren agreed and said, "Don't be like my dog. You only know how to study calligraphy every day and have no interest in the classics and articles."

"My teacher and uncle taught a great lesson. After I go back, I will read more articles and learn more about the scriptures." Zhao Rong replied against his will, and said, "But my disciple is too stupid, I'm afraid I will never have the chance to pass the Jinshi in my life."

"Young Master Zhao, you have just been worshipping the right master." Mi Youren said with a smile: "Young Master Zhao, do you know who your master is? You ranked first in the Renxu category in the fifth year of Yuanfeng, and you were the top scholar! You became a teacher, learned articles and classics from him, and got his true teachings. Isn't it easy to get a Jinshi?"

"Mr., are you still the top scholar?"

Zhao Rong asked in surprise, but secretly complained in his heart, saying, "Oh no, you can't backfire, right? If Huang Shang really forces me to learn the Four Books and Five Classics, and the Eight Essays of the Imperial Examination, then wouldn't I dig a hole and bury myself?"

"It's better not to mention Chen Guzi's rotten sesame seeds." Huang Shang smiled slightly and said again: "By the way, let's talk about how you teach me how you are."

"Please give me instructions." Zhao Rong replied respectfully.

"That's right. Although I have accepted you as a disciple, I am going back to Beijing and passed by Runzhou this time. I can't delay in Runzhou for too long. If I'm quick, I will have to leave tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, so I will definitely not have time to teach you carefully."

Huang Shang's words made Zhao Rong feel heart back in his stomach, and he said, "Let me do this, I will give you a book list tomorrow. After you go back, you will read the self-study according to the books listed on the book list. If you don't understand anything, you can have the opportunity to ask me in person, or write me to me, and I will write to you. In addition, I will give you a copy of my collection of essays and you will take it back for self-study. What do you think?"

"Thank you, my teacher. I'm so grateful for this for my disciples." Zhao Rong hurriedly left the table and bowed, and muttered in his heart that it's best to study in correspondence classes. At worst, I can spend some money to ask a literati to write some reading experience, and then copy a copy with a quill pen to send it to you, and you can get through it.

"This is not a thorough consideration, there is no way to do it." Huang Shang corrected Zhao Rong's words, sighed again, and said, "Originally, I finally met a beautiful jade and good material like Rong'er. Is my teacher trying to make you feel good, but I have no choice. I will continue to be released or stay in the court this time, and I am not sure whether I will continue to be released or stay in the court as an official. I am the only son of my family. I cannot leave my family and work and run around with my teacher, so I can only let you learn by yourself. This teacher is considered incompetent."

"My teacher must not say that. It is already a blessing for my disciple to be my teacher for three lives. You are so busy with official duties. How dare you greedy for your teacher's daily teaching?"

Zhao Rong's answer was very beautiful, but he said in his heart: "This is the best. I don't want to take the Jinshi exam and take you as a teacher. First, determine the title of master and apprentice. In the future, you can write the Nine Yin Scriptures, but I will learn from you no matter what. If you can't write it, at worst I can wear mourning for you for a few days when you return to heaven for a hundred years, and you won't lose anything."

After another gossip, it was already dark. Seeing that it was getting late, several other scholars in Runzhou City all said goodbye with tactfulness. Mi Youren politely asked a few words and sent them out of the house. After returning, he said to Zhao Rong: "Young Master Zhao, it is definitely too late for you to go home now. Otherwise, you shouldn't stay in the inn, your son, how about staying in my house overnight?"

Of course, Zhao Rong was unable to ask for it to spend the night under the same roof as his sweetheart Mi Ning. He quickly thanked him repeatedly, and respectfully insisted on personally bringing Huang Shang to his room to live. Then, under the guidance of the servants of the Mi family, he went to another guest room of the Mi family. After coming to this era, he rested at someone else's house for the first time.

Before the matter was over, Zhao Rong was washing up, the servant of the Mi Mansion suddenly came to Zhao Rong's room with a quilt in his arms and said with apologies: "Young Master Zhao, I'm really sorry, because Mr. Yanshan and Mr. Fenning are both here, and the fluff quilts at home have been used up, so there is no way. Tonight, you can only feel wronged with the reed quilt for a night. Fortunately, the weather is good. You should not be too cold if you cover the reed quilt tonight."

"It's okay, put it on the bed."

Zhao Rong agreed casually, but after saying this, Zhao Rong, who was washing his face, was stunned and thought to himself: "Reed quilt? Why don't you use quilts? By the way, when I came to this era, why have I never seen quilts? Haven't cotton been worn to China yet? But it's not right. I remember that the origin of cotton is in India, and pepper has been passed on long ago. Why has such a practical crop of cotton not been passed on yet?"
Chapter completed!