"Climbing to the steepest, you can enjoy the light rain in spring, bathe in the spring, bathe in the spring wind, see the high sky in autumn, and see the evening snow in winter. The beautiful scenery in all seasons is presented; looking at the railings, you can see the long bridge lying on the waves, boats and oars compete for the flow, tall buildings, cars and horses, the atmosphere in all directions, and the prosperity of the city is revealed..."

Liu Anguo not only had a good official position, but also had a great literary talent. In just a few sentences, he wrote down all the wonders of Qingchuan Pavilion.

Standing in front of the pavilion, looking into the distance, the Bishui River and Dushui meet not far away, and the Dushui River is surging further away, and Parrot Island looks across the river.

Chang Jin sighed in his heart, and was about to withdraw his gaze when he suddenly condensed.

In the distance, there seemed to be a trace of black demonic energy rushing out in the Dushui River, but the distance was too far, and his senses were not clear. When he stared at him carefully, he found that the demonic energy disappeared without a trace, as if he had read it wrongly just now.

Maybe the water monster was just passing by?

Turning around and looking towards the shore, the Hebo Temple is vivid in my mind, and questions from not long ago surged out from my heart again.

Although there is no protection for the gods here, I have never heard of water monsters. But the smoky and chaotic things in Wanshan Mansion are so strange.

While thinking, a hustle and bustle came from behind. Chang Jin turned his head and looked and found a group of scholars climbing along the mountain road. There was also a young beauty in the middle, like stars holding the moon.

The woman's hair was as black as ink, and she combed Chaoyunjinxiang bun, with a jade hairpin on it. Her face was painted with light makeup, and her thick and smooth red lips, and her smile was indescribable charm.

He wore a goose yellow satin dress on his upper body, with two buckles on the collar, revealing a large section of snow neck. He held it without revealing it, which attracted the scholars around him to look at it frequently.

Wang Qinian leaned over to look down the mountain, and then let out a soft cry: "Look at Yunsheng, she is Xin Shisi Niang, the courtesan of Baihualou. She is good at singing and dancing. Her best-known is the sword dance handed down by Aunt Gongsun. It is said that Xin Shisi Niang can dance her sword on a round table. Many scholars wrote poems for her, and there is a saying that Brother Yu remembers very clearly, "Chu Chu's waist and palms are light, and the pity is the most obvious thing to be pity for others... Tsk tsk, Yunsheng, you have great talent. If you write poems for Xin Shisi Niang, you will definitely be a guest on the table..."

As the courtesan of Baihua Building, Xin Shisi Niang is naturally not something that ordinary people can see. Wang Qinian has been to Baihua Building twice and was pointed at him from afar and looked at him. At that time, he was astonished as a god and deeply imprinted in his mind, so he immediately recognized him when he saw it.

"Brother Qingyuan was joking," Chang Jin shook his head lightly. This woman was indeed beautiful, but that's all. He was not a secret disease, but he had seen many similar women in his previous life. A Xin Shisi Niang was not as good as the Dharma eye.

"I really don't understand you guy, I don't know the wind and moon." Seeing that he was not interested, Wang Qinian was very depressed. He had invited Chang Jin to stroll in a brothel song hall several times before, but one of the targets was Xin Shisi Niang, but they were rejected.

Chang Jin didn't join in the fun, and Wang Qinian understood how much goods there were in his stomach. It was impossible to move people with literature, so he could only give up his thoughts.

The group of scholars climbed to the top of the mountain. The leader saw them and was slightly stunned and smiled, "It turns out that some people are earlier than us..."

Xin Shisiniang's eyebrows flashed. When she stood here, she saw a scholar standing by the cliff with a long sword hanging on her waist, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand and hanging on her waist with the other hand. Although it was just a back, her robe fluttered with the mountain wind, giving people an indescribable charm.

Not only Xin Shisi Niang, but even the scholars around him secretly felt it.

The head scholar was named Zhang Shaobao, who was the head of the Shangqing County Case. He was standing next to Xin Shisi Niang and watched him look at the scholar in the distance with his own eyes, his eyebrows flashing. Zhang Shaobao spent nearly a thousand taels of silver in Wanhualou these days, and wrote several poems for Xin Shisi Niang. He originally wanted to have a kiss. But he knew that this woman had been hanging at him for not being close to him, which made him secretly annoyed.

Seeing Xin Shisi Niang fall in love with others at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and annoyed, feeling that his own thing was about to be taken away, and even envied the unknown scholar.

However, Zhang Shaobao was the leader of Shangqing County, so he was naturally not a person who was a scheming student. On the contrary, he was very cunning.

He just smiled faintly and asked left and right, "Which classmate knows the two people on the other side?"

"I know that person, and he is also a student who came to the Fucheng City to take the exam. He has met twice at the cocktail party... but he is not very familiar with him, and the other one has never met him." Someone immediately pointed at Wang Qinian and spoke.

"Since Changling knows them, we might as well go up and disturb them. They are all students who come to Wanshan Prefecture to take the examination, so they can take care of their understanding." Zhang Shaobao said, and walked towards Chang Jin and the other two.

"Yunsheng, Xin Shisi Niang and the others are here? Let's go there too, otherwise it would seem rude." Seeing everyone walking towards him, Wang Qinian shouted a little excitedly.

"Oh, just go over for social events," Chang Jin replied, never looking back. He was traveling with prostitutes, so he should not join in the fun.

He had no intention of going up to meet, and could not resist the other party's other thoughts. Zhang Shaobao and his friends walked straight and said to Wang Qinian from afar: "The two brothers are polite. I am Zhang Shaobao of Shangqing. These are my classmates. We came to Qingchuan Pavilion for a trip. We never thought we would meet two brothers here. Meeting was fate. I wonder if you are willing to enjoy the glory and have fun with us."

Since the other party said hello, Chang Jin naturally would not be stern and quickly turned around to return the greeting.

The sage said: "A gentleman is respectful and does not make mistakes, and is respectful and polite to others." As a scholar, basic etiquette cannot be lost. Otherwise, once it is spread, it will definitely be called a crazy person.

"The main road, Wang Qinian, whose courtesy name is Qingyuan." When Wang Qinian introduced, he found that Xin Shisi Niang chuckled at her, and immediately felt soft all over. He pointed at Chang Jin and said with a slight show of his name: "You must have heard of his name, my friend Chang Jin Chang Yunsheng."

Several scholars looked at each other when they heard this, and suddenly looked at Chang Jin and said in unison: "Are you the thoroughfare Chang Yunsheng?"

Chang Jin bowed again with a smile on his face and said, "Yunsheng has seen you brothers."

"Yunsheng, I have long admired Daqie, I have lost my respect..."

For a moment, all the scholars reported their own homes.

The shadow of the famous tree and the story of the immortal building have long been spread throughout Wanshan Mansion, and it has become more and more evil. Recently, many people have specially traveled to the immortal building to read the two poems.

After reading it, there were many scholars who felt envious and jealous, but they were dissatisfied, but they still had fake smiles on their faces.

Everyone carried the flower sedan chair. You were so happy, I was so happy, everyone was good. They flattered a few words and then separated. Unfortunately, this harmonious scene was broken by a sallow scholar: "Hmph, what's the point of making a few broken poems? It's so great that you can show off everywhere, and you even deliberately paste them, for fear that people won't see it."

This person's name is Guo Wencai, and he is a student of Shangqing County with Zhang Shaobao. The two of them once studied Shiwen by the same teacher and had a good relationship with each other.

His voice was quite loud, and the lively scene in the venue became cold for a moment.

Most people looked at Chang Jin with the mood of watching the show, but no one asked him, obviously wanting to see how he dealt with it.

"Since this brother-in-law thinks that the poems that Yunsheng has obtained are unsightly, I don't know what masterpieces are there, so that everyone can appreciate them together. Or take this opportunity to make a poem together You Qingchuan Pavilion, so that everyone here can evaluate them to see who is the destructive poem.

To be honest, this is one of the reasons why Chang Jin was unwilling to participate in the literary gathering. Since ancient times, literati were inferior to each other. Most of them were comparing with each other in literary gatherings. There were very few who were truly like-minded.

Going there is a waste of time, it is better to study it with a book at home.

But if someone respects me, I respect others. If someone slapped me in the face, Chang Jin had no obligation to accept it in full, so he naturally had to fight back. Being humble and tolerant was not his style.

After hearing Chang Jin's words, Guo Wencai's waxy face turned pale and he didn't dare to respond. Although he despised him, he was not really a fool. Guo Wencai had read the two poems about Xianlou. He was in that situation and could not write them, and he could not even write them. He knew that the other party had great achievements in poetry, how could Guo Wencai dare to compare with him.

"Yunsheng was joking. After all, poetry is just a small path, and it is useless to be a test for the imperial examination. Since all the brothers came for the examination, how about the current literature?" Zhang Shaobao saw that his companion was frustrated, his eyes flashed a few times, and he had already made an idea.

Chang Jin had previously investigated the literary spirit above this person's head, and the redness accounted for two points, which was obviously a bit of literary luck.

"Yes, poetry is a minor path. If the imperial examination is not taken, we will compare the current text." Guo Wencai also woke up and screamed: "Chang Yunsheng, do you dare to compare the current text with me."

Because two poems on Yuxian Tower were passed down by word of mouth, everyone has already asked about Chang Jin's origin during this period, and even the chanting of Liu in the county examination was also known. I have never heard of Chang Jin's outstanding performance in the current literature. He was able to obtain the case, and the poems on Liu accounted for a large proportion.

I have been studying in a famous teacher for several years, but my confidence is not inferior to the other party.

"A joke, it takes half a day to write a essay. Who has the leisure to delay such a long time here? It's better to be faster than poetry, and you can see the difference in one stick of incense." Before Chang Jin responded, Wang Qinian jumped out to refute. He also knew that Yun Sheng's poetry attainments were deeper, and there was no reason to avoid the strengths and make the shortcomings.

During this period, scholars have gradually climbed to the top of the mountain. When they saw them arguing in front of Qingchuan Pavilion, they all surrounded them. After inquiring, many people were intrigued and stood by and watched.

"No, just compare with Shiwen." Guo Wencai saw that Chang Jin did not respond, and just thought the other party was afraid, and even bit the words tightly.

"Two brothers, why not do this? Brother Wang is right. It takes too long to do a complete article. How about the two people competing to solve the questions? Each of them chooses one question from the Four Books and Five Classics to let the other party break it. The time limit is also one stick of incense. Let who can solve it quickly and well?" Zhang Shaobao suddenly spoke at this time.

After saying that, he blinked at Guo Wen while others were not paying attention.

"Okay, I agree." Guo Wencai obviously understood what he meant and agreed immediately.

Although the two of them were doing hidden movements, Chang Jin was keen to the six senses, so how could he miss it? But he was not afraid. In the face of absolute strength, those conspiracies were all made by bamboo baskets.

Shi Wen solved the problem, but he was confident that he was not inferior to Guo Wencai.
Chapter completed!