Transformation of the slag prince plan

In the open space on both sides of the gate of Dexin Garden, many carriages were parked.A group of people gathered at the gate, most of them well-dressed and arrogant.Two sturdy servants stood upright on both sides, carefully checking the invitations in people's hands, and after checking, they politely invited people in.

There was still some distance to the garden, Zhu Wenxuan and Fan Yi got off the carriage and walked over.

When the two of them reached the gate, most of the crowd standing at the gate had already entered. They didn't wait long and entered the garden smoothly.

As soon as they entered the garden, a maid immediately stepped forward to guide the two of them and introduce the layout of the garden.

"Both gentlemen, go straight along this main road, and you will find Wangjiang Pavilion, which is the first choice for you to discuss poetry and compose lyrics. The mangrove forest is on the right side of Wangjiang Pavilion, and you can walk there by the path beside Wangjiang Pavilion. If you guys want to enjoy the scenery, this mangrove forest is a good place to go."

They walked unhurriedly, and soon approached the three people walking slowly ahead.The conversations of those people came out.

A shorter boy among the three asked, "Who is the owner of this garden? Brother Ruian, do you know?"

A young man on the left replied: "I don't know, but I heard that the original owner has a lot of friendship with Prince Chu."

Another person said with a little excitement: "Maybe we can see the prince this time!"

The slightly shorter boy asked puzzledly, "How do you say that?"

The young man named "Ruian" said leisurely: "Our Prince Chu, who is romantic by nature and famous, who doesn't know? At this literary conference, talented people from all over the world gather together. I guess this Prince Chu will definitely Appearing, after all, he is a handsome and talented person, but the prince has a good heart."

The short boy's eyes glowed, "Brother Rui'an is really amazing! You know it so clearly!"

Ryan smiled modestly: "It's just hearsay." His tone was quite complacent.

The three talked and laughed and continued to walk, Rui'an turned his head and saw Fan Yi and the two, and said hello: "Master Zhu, long time no see."

Zhu Wenxuan: "It's been a long time indeed, Mr. Li. Who are these two?"

Li Ruian introduced them: the short boy is Gu Hua, and the other is Qi Lang.

After the few people got to know each other, Gu Hua couldn't help but whispered: "Fan Yi... Where have I heard this name before?"

Qi Lang also pondered for a moment, looked at Fan Yi and suddenly said: "Aren't you the one who took the first place in the exam last year?!"

As soon as these words came out, the three of them looked at Fan Yi with something else in their eyes.

Fan Yi smiled modestly, "It's just a fluke. In terms of knowledge and experience, Xiaosheng must be inferior to the young masters."

Although Li Ruian stopped talking, his face softened a lot.After all, in last year's children's test, he only got No.12.

Several people exchanged pleasantries all the way, and walked towards Wangjiang Pavilion.

The Wangjiang Pavilion is very large and magnificent, with eight carved stone pillars in sight. A small half of the pavilion is built on the water. The layout of the pavilion is elegant, and various chrysanthemums are blooming.The literati have gathered, they are standing or sitting, faintly centered on one direction.

Fan Yi looked at this scene, combined with what he had just heard from the three people around him, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Zhu Wenxuan seemed to see that his face was not looking well, and comforted him: "Don't be nervous, just follow me and watch."

Fan Yi thanked softly, concealing the thought of retreating.

He couldn't be so worthless, even if that scumbag was really there, he wouldn't care about a nobody like himself.What's more, according to his observation, among the talents gathered here, not to mention the outstanding people accounted for half, there may be more than a dozen. According to Ji Lanshu's disposition, I am afraid that he already has a new goal at this time.

Zhu Wenxuan led him up the steps with Li Ruian and others, and walked into Wangjiang Pavilion.

The standing scholar is writing a poem: "The blue river reflects the mountains, and the autumn wind urges the geese to return."

Another immediately added: "The returning bird soars its wings, and the frost stains the branches white."

Every time they read a sentence, the sitting person immediately wrote and recorded it.

Immediately, there was a burst of praise from the crowd, such as "wisdom and quick thinking".

The scholar standing next to Zhu Wenxuan was his good friend. Seeing this, he whispered: "This time, the theme is 'Autumn', Brother Wenxuan, this is a good time for you to stretch out your hand! See, Prince Chu also Here we come, if we can get into his eyes, the road ahead will be smooth and smooth!"

Zhu Wenxuan thanked his friend for the point, and instead of looking at the focal point that looked like the stars arching the moon, he turned his head to look at Fan Yi who was on the side.

As soon as Fan Yi stepped into the Wangjiang Pavilion, he saw Ji Lanshu sitting on the main seat.Today's Ji Lanshu wears a white jade crown and a white dragon fish suit, which is elegant and uninhibited.He was tilting his head, and the boy kneeling next to him put the peeled grapes into his mouth.

Fan Yi just glanced at it and then lowered his eyes, he thought with a blank expression: It's really a dog who can't change eating shit.

Hearing Zhu Wenxuan say softly: "Let's take a look first, we're not in a hurry." He nodded, with that in mind.

Time passed unknowingly, and most people in the pavilion wrote poems with the theme of "autumn".

However, to everyone's disappointment, Prince Chu didn't pay too much attention to the people present, and occasionally there were good lines that made people's eyes shine, but he just praised "good poem." That's all.

He seemed a little tired of listening to it, and when the poem was finished, he immediately waved his hand and said: "Everyone must have not gone to the garden for a while, so I won't disturb your elegant mood, just go for a stroll."

As he spoke, he glanced around the crowd, and when his eyes passed by Fan Yi, who had his head down, he paused for a moment indiscernibly, and then looked away as if nothing had happened.

All the talents said in unison: "Thank you, my lord, for your sympathy, and I will take my leave." Then they walked out of Wangjiang Pavilion one after another.

Zhu Wenxuan and Fan Yi also walked out slowly along with the crowd. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but suddenly his back felt cold, and he always felt that there was a gaze staring at him coldly from behind.

Zhu Wenxuan couldn't help speeding up his pace again, and led Fan Yi to the path beside the pavilion.

The two followed the path to the mangrove forest.

Because it was late autumn, the leaves on the maple trees were as red as fire, and rustled as soon as the breeze passed. Looking around, the whole mountain was showing a warm red.

Looking at this rare scene, the two couldn't help but marvel at the magic of the Creator.

Zhu Wenxuan asked Fan Yi while walking: "After Uncle Shi left, have you ever studied your books? Although you have achieved good results in the children's examination, the rural examination is different from the children's examination. The test will no longer be simple. Four books and five classics, Are you sure?"

Fan Yi heard the meaning of his words, and asked: "I wonder if brother has any good suggestions?"

Zhu Wenxuan pondered for a while, and said: "Although my father is slightly inferior to Uncle Shi in terms of learning, he is good enough to teach you. Would you like to study with my father with me?"

Fan Yi said with a smile: "It would be Yi's luck to get Zhu Shishu's advice. It's just that Yi's family is poor. In order to make a living, Yi agreed to a family in the town to take his grandson to study and enlightenment. If Zhu Shishu minds this matter, Yi I'm afraid there is no chance..."

Zhu Wenxuan waved his hand and said, "This is a trivial matter. As long as your own studies are not delayed, father is not a man who knows how to adapt."

Hearing this, Fan Yi bowed to him sincerely, and said, "Thank you, brother! I also ask you to speak kindly to me in front of my uncle."

Zhu Wenxuan said with a hearty smile: "I am very optimistic about you! You are the youngest among the scholars in our town, and you are still the number one! You will definitely pass the exam in the future!"

Fan Yi blushed from the praise, and was about to humble himself, but didn't want a teasing voice to sound from the side:

"Oh? The first in the child test? Let me see, what is so special about you."

The two looked towards the people who came, and saw a young man in straight clothes holding a paper fan standing not far from them.The contempt and arrogance on the young man's face did not hide at all. He said: "It's just a yellow-mouthed kid who hasn't reached the crown, yet dare to boast that he can win the exam? I really don't know the heights of heaven and earth!"