Lang Jun is coming

Seeing the situation outside, the officials completely relaxed their posture.Even in the mood to crack a joke.

"Bachelor Mei, I remember that Pei Lian is your favorite student? If you win, you should write a poem as a reward."

Everyone in the Heng Dynasty knew Mei Yanyu, the "Seven-character Weng", and even Daxing and Nanfan, who were deeply influenced by the culture of the Central Plains, respected him very much.As for the children of literati in the literary world, they flock to them even more.

Not to mention anything else, only one poem by Mei Yanyu can be worth thirty gold, which is truly precious.

Because of Mei Yanyu's advanced age and being a highly respected person, he was naturally granted by the government to sit in the imperial tent.

There is a fox fur cushion on the wooden chair, so it is not uncomfortable to sit on.When the first emperor was young, Mei Yanyu had proclaimed his majesty as a prime minister. Later, because he was getting older and lacked energy to cope with his duties, he was promoted to a bachelor's degree.

So when he heard what the official said, he was not too cautious, and said helplessly: "This student, I don't like poetry, the official might as well reward him with some things, which are much more valuable than a poem by me. "

"The student hasn't won yet, and Bachelor Mei asked for the reward?"

Knowing what Mei Yanyu meant, the officials didn't pursue it, but became interested instead.However, he didn't refuse inside or outside the words, obviously acquiescing.

If Pei Lian wins, it's to win honor for Heng Dynasty and show the anger of Da Xing. Giving some small rewards would be a disservice.

Mei Yanyu did not intend to argue, and admitted frankly.

"The official Shengming."

"However..." the official's voice changed, "Poems are still needed."

As a master in the literary world of Heng Dynasty, many of Mei Yanyu's poems in the past were spread all over the capital as soon as they were published.Many literati followed suit.Both in terms of rhythm and artistic conception, it is a must.

However, since old age, Mei Yanyu has been in poor health, and has seldom composed lyrics.The officials also grew up reading his poems, so they naturally read them very hard at the moment.

Xiao Liu'er silently poured a cup of tea for Mei Yanyu, and saw that his expression lit up, as if he remembered something.

"A few days ago, I heard a poem from the literati in the capital. I wanted to borrow flowers to present Buddha."

"Oh? Tell me?"

The poems that Mei Yanyu can remember in his heart must also have some literary talent.The thoughts of the officials were immediately drawn.

Hearing this, Mei Yanyu rolled up his sleeves and read slowly according to his memory: "Zhu Huan has blue eyes, and there are many white heads on the road. The momentum is about to fill the sea, and I will go to the green waves."

On the stage outside the tent, Jiang Ye took a few steps back to avoid Pei Lian's red-tasseled spear.

The iron gun head hit the table with a clear sound, and the strength was quite different from Pei Lianruo's appearance.

He was backing away, but the red-tasseled gun was pressing forward every step of the way, almost falling on his sheepskin boots every time.Seeing the edge of the wooden platform, there is no way to retreat.Jiang Ye's eyes suddenly became sharp, and the long whip was wrapped around the body of the gun, using the opponent's strength to save the day.

"Lord Pei is a real person, not to be judged by appearance."

The two competed with each other for a while, Jiang Ye's palm holding the long whip turned red quickly, and he didn't forget to say a word.

The spear could not be moved, and Pei Lian was not in a hurry.

"Assigned."

Pei Lian has long been accustomed to other people's misperceptions of him since he was a child and acted as a military officer with a literati's face.This moment is even more hearty and joyful.

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Ye saw his footsteps moving lightly, and in the blink of an eye he turned around and freed himself from the long whip.

Pei Lian stabilized her body with her right foot, and jumped up without stopping. The spear in her hand had already pierced Jiang Ye's face.

He moved so fast that even Jiang Ye, who boasted of quick reflexes, could only dodge with his back bent.But he was still swept across his face by the tip of the spear, leaving a bloodstain.

This room Song Yiqing was holding the teacup given by the servant, she was stunned for a long time, and couldn't help exclaiming, "It's so fast."

The level of physical fitness is not at all a civil servant who can only hold paper and pen.

Chen Juncong didn't know when he took out a fan and fanned it vigorously. Thinking of the Jiangnan incident, he said to Song Yiqing: "Brother Zhang, I don't know, but Brother Wei Song broke the leg of a corrupt official with one kick."

Song Yiqing: "..."

He suddenly felt a little headache.If you provoke such a character, there will be no bones left to be eaten.

With a flick of her finger holding the teacup, Song Yiqing decided to keep some distance from Pei Lian.As far as his body is concerned, it's not enough for him to pinch it with one hand.

Pei Lian, who was beating like a raging fire, didn't know that he had really frightened his sweetheart.At this moment, he was forced by Jiang Ye's long whip to the point where one foot was out of the edge of the wooden platform.He leaned over, almost falling to the ground.

"I said see Brother Zhang, if you don't eat these grapes, you don't have to waste them."

Chen Juncong knocked on the wooden case with the folding fan in his hand, saving the grapes that Song Yiqing had crushed due to nervousness.

Woke up by the voice, Song Yiqing realized that his palm was full of juice and could smell the sour smell of grapes.

The servant immediately brought a wet handkerchief, and Song Yiqing took it with a calm face and wiped her hands carefully.It's just a pity for the grape.

"This king said not to do anything to literati, Mr. Pei should admit defeat on his own."

To be able to fight for so long, I am afraid that even the military officer may not be able to survive until now.A gleam of appreciation flashed in Jiang Ye's eyes.

Don't say that literati cherish each other, why not people who practice martial arts?It is a blessing to meet an opponent in the competition.

Before falling to the ground, Pei Lian decisively inserted the spear deep into the ground.The palm quickly slid down from the barrel of the gun, causing burning pain, and finally stopped firmly.

His entire body was suspended in the air, supported only by a red tasseled gun.The sun shone carelessly on his eyes, and even Jiang Ye's figure could not be seen clearly.

The hearts of everyone in Nanyuyuan were raised in their throats, as if they would pop out in the next moment.

Pei Lian vaguely saw Jiang Ye approaching, and suddenly smiled.Clamping the edge of the wooden platform with both feet, holding the spear tightly in the hand while exerting force.

The people sitting in the tent saw him staring closely at his opponent, his gentle face was full of radiance, and he didn't seem to be retreating to a desperate situation at all.During the change of sight, he had already stepped on the chest of the Daxing prince.

Pei Lian's style of dancing with long spears, and the flamboyant and flamboyant crimson official clothes made many official women go crazy.

Being kicked down suddenly, Jiang Ye knew he had fallen into the opponent's trick.

A good trick to lure the enemy into deep!

There wasn't much pain in his chest, but his heart was cold.It's just a pity and a pity that Hengchao put such a good material for a military officer to be a civil servant.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw the red tasseled gun against his throat from bottom to top.

With his back facing the sun, Pei Lian was tall and tall.The inner brilliance reflected under the civil servant's face.It seems that the usual appearance is just a big cat dormant, once it touches the prey, it can jump up and bite its throat.

"Forgot to tell the prince one thing."

Seeing Jiang Ye's dazed expression, Pei Lian stepped on his chest with his feet in soap boots, ignoring the ambassador below who was screaming because of his master's humiliation.

He crossed his arms on his knees and leaned slightly, his tone half warning, half joking.

"Pei has the title of 'Jade Faced Tiger' among his colleagues."

This competition is to relieve the itching.However, it was more for Heng Chao to earn back the face that was ripped off by Jiang Ye.

Riding horses in the street, trampling on innocent people, and wanting to pat their buttocks and leave as if nothing had happened, there is no such reason in the world.

Heng Chao couldn't bear it no matter from which aspect, and couldn't bear it.

The rapid drumming in the Southern Royal Garden finally stopped, followed by the cheers of Heng Dynasty officials and their families.Everyone's pent-up anger finally spit out because of Pei Lian's foot on Prince Daxing.

The dissatisfaction caused by the inaction of the court two days ago turned into nothingness in an instant, and turned into a deep awe of the superiors.

Not to mention Daxing lost, but even a civil servant.While getting angry, he also fought for face.

Who would dare to say that Heng Chao's men are soft bones!

With deafening applause all around, Pei Lian threw the red-tasseled gun back onto the wooden stand.He took a step back and resumed his civil official posture, and bowed slightly to Jiang Ye.

"Pei must have offended him."

This man's gestures are relaxed and relaxed, and he is not unreasonable or forgiving.

Jiang Ye gave a wry smile, and was finally convinced of the defeat.With force in his waist, he turned over from the stage neatly.

"It's not a loss for the king to lose."

It was he who judged people by their appearance, and was the first to look down on Pei Lian.Take it as a lesson learned.

Seeing Pei Lian turn around and get off the martial arts arena, he couldn't help screaming when he thought of riding horses in the street that day.

"Pei Lian."

It's a pity that the crowd was too noisy, his modest voice was immediately drowned out, and disappeared without a trace.

After removing the bands binding the sleeves, smoothing out the wrinkles on the clothes, and putting on the official cap again.Only then did Pei Lian enter the imperial tent to return to his command.

"Sure enough, it's a good poem! I can see the demeanor of Bachelor You Mei when he was young."

As soon as he entered the imperial tent, Pei Lian heard the officials laugh happily.Looking up, he saw that his teacher also looked relaxed, and he suppressed his doubts for the time being and said, "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life, and beat the prince by a narrow margin."

"Okay, I know you won. After shooting the bow, I will also reward you."

The officials didn't pay attention to Pei Lian, they just waved their hands to show their understanding.Recalling the joking words between Cai Cai and Mei Yanyu just now, he said again: "I asked your teacher for a poem for you, but I didn't think that the scholar Mei borrowed flowers to present Buddha."

The voice is hearty, it seems that the official is really in a good mood.Pei Lian also accepted some respect, and asked with a smile, "I don't know whose poems have won the teacher's favor?"

It's okay if you don't ask, but the officials are full of praise when you ask.He tapped his fingertips and recounted it himself.

"'The momentum is about to fill the sea, and you will go to the green waves'. Pei Lian, this sentence is very appropriate for you."

Hearing the official's words, Pei Lian's heart skipped a beat.No one thought that Song Yiqing's poems would pop up at such a time.However, thinking of the Xiyuan Yahui that day, with the presence of literati and poets, everyone could hear this poem, so it is not surprising that it was spread.

Apart from these, there was an indescribable satisfaction and joy in his heart.I only know that I have a good vision, and the person I like is elegant.

Thinking deeply, the corners of his mouth turned up, and even the officials called him twice before he heard clearly.

The officials saw Pei Lian's distraught appearance, and because he was in a good mood because he won the competition, they didn't pursue it.Just a slight dislike warning.

"I heard that you organized a poetry meeting and pushed Song Yiqing to write poems. From the policy of the imperial examination, I have never seen you write poems, let alone articles."

Pei Lian bowed and was honestly faced with inexplicable disgust, but he knew it very well in his heart.

How did the officials know about the Poetry Club?It must be what the teacher said.How did the teacher know?It can only come from the capital.

People's words are terrible, and people's words are terrible.

After training Pei Lian, the official suddenly said again: "A few days ago, Song Yousi went to Zhazi to ask for a special name for Song Yiqing. It just so happens that the family members are here today. After the bow shooting, I will come to see the previous one. See."

Talented, and the poems he writes are majestic and neither humble nor overbearing, so they are naturally liked by officials.What's more, it is still a time when there is a shortage of new talents.

However, Pei Lian was only thinking of meeting Song Yiqing as soon as possible, so as to comfort the pain of lovesickness.