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"How could I not come to such a lively banquet?" Tan Yan smiled and said enthusiastically, "I'm still waiting for you to write a stunning and beautiful poem of gratitude!"

Jiang Wanyin also looked back and said, "Sister Tan Yan, have you prepared a wonderful thank-you poem today?"

Tan Yan shook his head and said: "Today is the home field of the scholars, and I don't dare to steal the limelight!"

The three of them sat down together. After a while, the magistrate took various examiners, mountain chiefs, and teachers to a pavilion surrounded by long cases.

The Lord Magistrate walked up the steps, followed closely by the others.

When all the scholars saw the magistrate coming, they all went to sit down in front of the long case.

After everyone was seated, the prefect spoke some words of encouragement from above.

Then the maids filed in and served delicious food and wine.

The annual spring banquet is financed by some arty merchants in the city, so the feast is very sumptuous.

As the wine cups clashed, the scholars shook their heads and began to offer poems to the prefect and the examiners.

The slightly talented girl couldn't wait to recite her new poem in order to get praise from the prefect, examiners and teachers.

The person above just nodded and said nothing else.

After one round, the atmosphere gradually became a little more subtle, and the scholars couldn't help but feel nervous.

Chen Shiyuan, who was sitting in the corner, seized the opportunity, stood up and said, "The student just composed a poem and wanted to thank all his teachers."

When Magistrate Rong saw a girl wearing a patched blue shirt, he smiled gently and said, "Read it and I will listen!"

Chen Shiyuan read quite confidently: "It's too hasty to meet each other, the flowers in the school are red several times, the good friendship will always be in the soul and dreams, the deep kindness will be in my heart forever!" ("Qi Jue? The teacher's kindness will be unforgettable" Anonymous)

When the officials in the pavilion heard this, their eyes lit up, they cast approving glances at Chen Shiyuan, and whispered to each other: "This poem is very well done, it can be considered a masterpiece."

Magistrate Rong encouraged her: "The poem is good. In the future, she must work hard and strive to get a good ranking in the township examination!"

"Thank you, Lord Prefect!" Chen Shiyuan curled his lips and glanced around proudly. The raised corners of his mouth could not be suppressed at all.

After releasing a few more humble compositions.

Du Liniang found Rong Qiuli's figure from the pavilion, stood up, bowed to the people above, and said loudly: "The student has a poem that he wants to dedicate to his teachers, in order to express his gratitude for their teachings."

After saying that, she raised her voice and started reciting: "It takes a lot of effort to chew every word and every sentence, to chew the fine handfuls. There is water flowing in half an acre of square pond, and to cultivate new seedlings with painstaking efforts." (Source: "Words on the Blackboard" Anonymous)

As soon as the last note fell, someone from the officials at the head shouted: "What a poem! What a poem!"

"Who do you want to serve?" asked an examiner.

Du Liniang replied respectfully: "The student is from Qinghe County, Du Liniang!"

Another examiner said with a smile: "It turns out that he is the first person in charge of the case. No wonder his work is so brilliant!"

Magistrate Rong raised his voice and encouraged him.

When it was Song Xiang's turn, Song Xiang chose "Hsinchu" written by Zheng Xie of the Qing Dynasty and read directly: "Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, all relying on the support of old branches; there will be new ones next year, and the ten-foot-long dragon grandson will be around Fengchi .”

This poem uses the image of old bamboo to nourish and give birth to new bamboo. It is a metaphor that green is better than blue and is better than blue. It expresses that the younger generation will not forget the support and guidance of their elders.

He didn't mention his mentor every word, but he thanked him every word.

It has a more lofty artistic conception than the previous two songs.

After hearing this, Tan Ao, the headmaster of Taihua Academy, clapped his hands and exclaimed: "I never expected that I would hear such an exciting masterpiece in my lifetime. Song Xiang is really talented!"

Magistrate Rong also nodded in agreement: "This poem is very well done!"

"The future generations are to be feared. How could we know that those who come are not as good as they are now?"

The other examiners nodded and showed their appreciation.

Upon seeing this, Tan Ao, the headmaster of Taihua Academy, said loudly: "Since you have done such a good job, why not use the banquet as the theme and compose a new poem to describe today's grand occasion?"

What? Want to compose poetry?

Before Song Xiang could sit down, he was pushed to the shelf again, so he had to brace his hair and think about Li Bai's "About to Enter the Wine": "If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, and rushes to the sea and never returns. If you don't see it, the mirror in the high hall will turn white sadly. Hair is like green hair in the morning and turns to snow in the evening. If you are happy in life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon. I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all the gold is gone. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred Cup. Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink wine, but don’t stop drinking. I will sing a song with you, please listen to me. Bells, drums, food and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk. Since ancient times, the sages have been lonely. , only the drinker left his name. In the old days, King Chen had a banquet, drinking and drinking for thousands of people. Why did the master say that he had less money, so he had to sell it to you. The five-flowered horse, the golden fur, and the caller will be replaced. Fine wine, together with you, will sell eternal sorrow.”

After reading it slowly, there was silence.

After a while, Tan Huohuo, the headmaster of Taihua Academy, stood up with bright eyes and said, "Okay! I am born with a talent that will be useful, and I will come back after all the money I have spent!"

"The next generation is to be feared! The next generation is to be feared!"

Magistrate Rong and other examiners stood up one after another and praised Song Xiang. They really couldn't believe that a scholar could be so talented.

Song Xiang stood respectfully, accepting the looks of countless pairs of eyes around him, with jealousy, envy, appreciation, and of course contempt.

But she ignored them all, standing upright and looking straight ahead.

"Song Xiang, I didn't expect you to give me another surprise this time!" Tan Tuo, the headmaster of Taihua Academy, walked down the stage with a smile, took Song Xiang's hand and said, "Write this poem on paper later. , can you give it to me?"

Song Xiang nodded: "The student will write to the mountain leader in a moment!"

Magistrate Rong glanced at his son on the high platform, feeling the chilling gaze hidden in the dark. He felt that it was necessary for him to find a common husband position for his son!

So, while everyone was talking, Magistrate Rong spoke with dignity: "Song Xiang, I want to marry my son to you as my husband. We have two surnames! Are you willing?"

Song Xiang wanted to say he didn't want to, but the kindness of Magistrate Rong in public was tantamount to a slap in Magistrate Rong's face.

It was because Magistrate Rong had expected this that he looked at Song Xiang confidently.

Amidst the shouts of surprise from everyone, Song Xiang said in a calm voice: "Thank you, Lord Magistrate, for your support. I am willing to marry Mr. Rong as my husband!"

After hearing Song Xiang's answer, the surrounding officials all expressed their congratulations and compliments.

"Congratulations to Magistrate Rong for finding a good son-in-law!"

"Joy and rejoice together!"

Magistrate Rong smiled heartily and invited them: "Let the younger generation gather together. How about I invite you to have a drink upstairs?"

"Okay, okay! It's rare to have such a big happy event..."

Everyone followed Magistrate Rong to the attic in the northeast. Only Tan Nuo, the headmaster of Taihua Academy, was still waiting here: "Song Xiang, follow me upstairs and write a poem before coming back down!"