Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 12: Wen Banquet

　　 Pei Ziyun couldn't help but smiled dumbly, picked up the chopsticks, and ate, and couldn't help but wonder: "This banquet cost a lot, so what's the purpose?"

　　 The original owner has a bit of memory in his previous life. He came here once, listened to the chat again, and finally figured out the matter after a while.

　　"It turns out that this was a banquet set up by Juren in the city. Although this Juren was a former Juren, but the new dynasty is also respected, loves to read, and is good at financial management. There are already a lot of wealth in the city."

　　"Because of the previous dynasty, I did not go to official positions. I am very helpful to the latecomers. This banquet is held every year. Seven counties in the prefecture, the top ten children are invited, and the celebrities in the city participate."

　　"Not only will the banquet be held, but there will be a literary meeting later. Writing and writing poems will be instructed by the seniors. If you can stand out, you will not only have rich rewards, but also the spread of the literary name."

　　 These children come from fancy this banquet.

　　 At this time, I suddenly heard a noise in front of me. It turned out that it was the former Juren coming.

　　 Pei Ziyun took a look, and at the front was an old man with majesty. This old man was too happy and angry. He talked with Juren and walked upstairs, followed by two people behind him.

　　 This man looks only forty years old, with a mustache, and he is not surprisingly dressed. What is impressive is the dark and faint eyes, and his eyes are faint.

　　 Pei Ziyun eats slowly, thoughtfully, this person knows himself, Yue Qiushan, the word is good.

　　 This old man is obviously an official. As long as the official has this style, I think about it carefully, and I remembered: "It's Fu Yuan, a scholar of this mansion!"

　　 Fu Yuanguan to the minister of ceremonies, now retired.

　　 When these two people were seated, they got a little bit older, and some people stood up: "Students are brave enough to throw some ideas for the jade."

　　 The person in front, at this moment, poems or essays, chanted loudly, and later, another person stood up. As soon as this person stood up, everyone looked at it together.

　　 I saw this young man wearing a green shirt, looking from the lamp, with a cool air, attracted the attention of Fu Yuan and Yue Qiushan, I saw this man singing.

　　 Pei Ziyun looked up and saw this man, his eyes instantly cold.

　　 Zhang Yeyu!

　　 If you want to talk about this person, it has nothing to do with Pei Ziyun. If you want to talk about the original owner, you can only say that there is a slight conflict. If people just mix their feet, it will cause the original owner to waste several years.

　　 suddenly remembered: "It seems that Yue Qiushan and Zhang Jieyu are related by marriage?"

　　 At this time, another poem was written by the old man, and Tang Zhen was also indignant.

　　 After a while, the topic proposed by Fu Yuan came over, and the scene outside the building, asking for the fisherman as the topic, this is a banquet, eclectic, you can do it or not, if you have confidence, you can do it on the spot. Singing.

　　 The three of them were still thinking, Pei Ziyun looked outside, and happened to see someone passing by a fishing boat, so he ordered his buddy to bring the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

　　 The three of them were all shocked, and they came around, only to see that Pei Ziyun had only a few strokes, they made the poem, Tang Zhen took it, and read it out, just read it out loud unconsciously:

　　 "Fisherman!"

　　"The fisherman is near Xiyansu at night, Xiaojiqing is burning Chu bamboo in Hunan.

　　The smoke is sold out and no one is seen at sunrise, it is a green landscape with a sound.

　　 Looking back at the middle stream below the sky, unintentional clouds chasing on the rocks. "

　　Good poem, the words fell, only listening to others still silent, Yue Qiushan's eyes brightened, he praised loudly, and Fu Yuan beside him nodded slightly, and the poems were circulated for a while, and everyone applauded.

　　 Poems and essays were circulated, and everyone talked. From time to time, the staff in the store responded to the requests of these scholars, handing pens, inks, papers and inkstones. Many scholars took up writing with their pens, and some scholars ran out of them. The pens, inks, papers and inkstones were all in the bag.

　　 Pei Ziyun stood up and served a bowl of soup. When he saw the scholar taking away the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, he didn't care about it, and let the scholar take it, as if he hadn't seen it.

　　 was wondering, suddenly saw a glance, Pei Ziyun looked back, only to see Ma Ji was holding his poem at this moment, a scholar said, seeing Pei Ziyun and Tang Zhen, Wang, and Li Shusheng sitting At the same time, his complexion changed, and he glanced hard.

　　 At this time, Wang Tongsheng sitting on the right side, seeing this side staring, also stared back fiercely. A group of people separated a few tables, and the moment was full of conflict.

　　 At this time, Pei Ziyun realized that the three scholars Tang, Li, and Wang must be hiding something. The three of them must have some internal affairs with Ma Ji and the team, and they were about to inquire. At this moment, they listened to the noise in front of them. .

　　 Someone called Pei Ziyun in front, and then Wang Tongsheng pushed: "Ziyun, your article is doing a good job, you are calling you up."

　　 After speaking, he pointed to the front seat, and saw Fu Yuan and Yue Qiushan, who were commenting on Zhang Jieyu.

　　 Looking at the current Pei Ziyun's eyes, this person is chic and suave, listening to the comments, and answering Fu Yuan's words from time to time. He is very satisfied to see Fu Yuan and Yue Qiushan.

　　 "It turned out that this literary meeting was held by his own people." Pei Ziyun immediately understood that there was no stage fright at this time, and he went up. At this time, there was another person who was also attending.

　　 Seeing the three people standing side by side, they were all handsome and handsome boys. Fu Yuan sighed, "It's really a handsome boy."

　　 Then came the comments one by one, and clicked the rankings. This Jade is the first, there is another person is the second, and Pei Ziyun is the third, but Fu Yuan is facing the two of Pei Ziyun, not with Zhang Jie. Yu talked like that.

　　 After this place was awarded, a servant came up with a plate and glanced away. I saw a scroll of paintings on the first plate, and a square inkstone on the plate of the second place. The painting was not unfolded and neither It's clear, and everyone can see the inkstone clearly. Seeing this ancient inkstone, there are some plum blossoms carved with red stamens in the center of this plum blossom.

　　 One student pointed and said: "This is the Meishan tribute from the previous dynasty, the red plum inkstone. This inkstone is known as the literary name, and most of the finished products that are circulated are rewarded by the emperor. Since the turmoil of the previous dynasty, this Meishan inkstone has also I don’t know why it can’t be mined anymore, so it’s circulated sparsely, and it’s mostly collected for everyone, and stored in the home to suppress cultural qi."

　　 The student reported the name of the inkstone in one breath. After listening to the student's words, the student understood what the inkstone cherished, and he couldn't help but look at the ancient inkstone with hot eyes.

　　 Even Fu Yuan was a little moved. He looked at the ancient inkstone and followed Yue Qiushan and said, "Zhirun, Zhirun, I said you have Meishan inkstones, but you said that you don’t have Meishan inkstones. If you want to give people off in front of me at this banquet, you are not afraid that I will get angry and drag you to punish you."

　　 Just listen to Yue Qiushan laughing and saying: "If Ping An wants to pull the deceased to punish the crime, he can just pull it, but this Meishan inkstone, don't think about it"

　　 "Hey, I should have grind you more if I knew it a long time ago." Fu Yuan, the word is safe, after listening to regret, thinking about it, people who are familiar with Yue Qiushan feel wrong, and ask Yue Qiushan: "Zhirun, this inkstone is originally In the past, you even had a duality in the middle school. It was given by your teacher. These years I have been thinking about this inkstone, but you refused to give it to you. Today you even used it as a prize. No, no, honestly, what is it? The reason is, if you have trouble, just tell me."

　　 Yue Qiushan sighed: "Brother Ping An, in recent days, I always feel low energy, worried that my inkstone will remain in my hands, and I can only accompany it into the soil. It is better to give it to these young students. Looking at them, I always feel that I can remember the vigor of the past."

　　 talking, there seemed to be some tears in the eyes, and both of them fell silent.

　　 Pei Ziyun only noticed this second place. I saw that this young man was also handsome, with clear eyes and ears, and his eyes were very fascinating, like ink, revealing wisdom, and he was dressed in brocade clothes with a hanging one. The jade pendant, with radiance on the jade pendant, looked at the inkstone.

　　 Pei Ziyun looked at this Meishan inkstone, and couldn’t help feeling a little moved, but this was not his fate. He looked at the third place, and saw that it was a book and a silver coin. Pei Ziyun saw his own reward, thinking As these two people are rich, my heart wrinkles secretly.

　　 I thought in a blink of an eye, this school banquet people pay money and treasures, of course, they have to make a name for themselves, it's not bad that they can take up some oil and water, and the heart is calm.

　　 At this time, Yue Qiushan was about to post it. Fu Yuan stopped Yue Qiushan and said: "Zhirun, you reward me for a long time, since I can’t get it, I’ll post it, and some Comfort."

　　 Yue Qiushan couldn't help but smiled dumbly, sat down and said: "Brother Ping An, you, you."

　　 said and sat down again.

　　 The reward was sent. When it was only sent to Pei Ziyun, Fu Yuan picked up the book, his expression changed a little, seemingly surprised, but he concealed it quickly, and no one else saw it. Pei Ziyun was so close that he saw this change. Strange, for some reason, the old man said some words of encouragement.

　　 The top three were all grateful and returned to their positions. At this time, Tang, Wang, Li, and Sankei were all rounded up. It depends on the rewards. The second rewards are obvious to all and very precious, so I was curious about it. The three He Shu, also had some books around it, and saw that the protagonist held it in his hand and saw it was "Pictures of Picking Flowers". It turned out that this book was written by the master Yue Qiushan.

　　 Seeing this transcript, everyone scattered. Originally thought it was a precious reward, but Yue Juren didn’t expect it to be done by Yue Juren. Tang, Wang, Li, and the three scholars felt a little dull and didn’t take this book seriously.

　　 Pei Ziyun took the book in his hand. He didn’t feel it, and was a little disappointed for a while. Then he turned over ~IndoMTL.com~ After reading a few pages, the book was written by the old people. The article experience is explained in a simple way, but there is no sustenance in the book. I can’t help but feel a little regretful. I think about it. I have obtained this benefit, but I think more. If I am greedy, I just smiled slightly and took the book and the money into my arms, just The silver was held in his hand, slightly heavier, and after weighing it, it was about ten taels.

　　 This ranking was divided, and the rewards were issued. All the children felt that the trip was worthwhile, and they only hated that they had not won the ranking, a little annoyed, and a little envious of the top three.

　　 is just envy, a few people looked at Pei Ziyun and the four with dissatisfaction. When the banquet was over, they saw Ma Ji hurried away with a group of people.

　　 Tang, Wang, and Li, the three scholars and Pei Ziyun also went downstairs. At this time, Pei Ziyun thought of Ma Ji’s eyes, and was about to ask. Tang Zhen said, "Ziyun, why didn’t you just use pen, ink, paper and inkstone? Take it away? Those are all top-grade four treasures in the study."

　　 Pei Ziyun couldn't help but be a little surprised, and asked: "These are the owner's things, how can you take them casually."

　　 Seeing Pei Ziyun's surprise, the three of them all laughed, and everyone's mouths were divergent: "Ziyun, Ziyun, you are a big loss now. You must know that these pens, inks, papers and inkstones can all be taken away. This is Lao Juren. Don’t you hear it as a gift? It’s not a pilferage for a scholar to steal a book. He forgot to tell Ziyun."

　　 Pei Ziyun didn’t understand the reason, and asked: "Why is this?"

　　 The three of them were all happy. They all drank some wine, and talked in a rush: "There is an inside story here. It turns out that in the previous banquets, some poor scholars saw the four treasures of the study at the banquet. The top grade has some intentions, so after finishing the poems, I sneak away some of them. After the banquet, they are always less."

　　 "When Yue Juren saw him, he simply announced that all the four treasures of the study at the banquet were given to scholars, and they were picked up after the banquet. This is also a sign of the prosperity of the literary style!"