dream of red mansion

Chapter 109 The majesty of Confucianism cannot be trampled
The Jiangnan Cultural Society can be regarded as one of the largest events in the country.

There were no less than 3000 people who came to participate in the literary meeting, including entourages and government servants who maintained order.

The meeting place arranged by the Ministry of Rites was full.

The end is very lively!
Jia Qing and others lingered here, discussing poetry and watching paintings, leisurely wandering, but it was not as boring as they thought before coming here.

Li Yunfei, as a famous person in the south of the Yangtze River, has acquaintances everywhere, but he always behaves indifferently, and there are very few people who can say three words to him.

As for Jia Qing, except for Du Feng who was traveling with him, he didn't know anyone else. Together with Li Yunfei, they became a complete foil.

On the contrary, Li Yunfei was more enthusiastic towards Jia Qing, and the conversation between the two of them could not be interrupted by others.

At noon, Jia Qing said goodbye to Li Yunfei and Du Feng, and left the Imperial College.

In fact, the Ministry of Rites prepared a free lunch in the cafeteria of Nanjian, but Jia Qing had other arrangements...

In Xicheng, Jia Qing was standing in a spacious courtyard.

"Not bad, it's bright enough, and the layout is not bad."

This is what Jia Yun took a few days to choose, and it will be used as the headquarters of "Xunfeng Chariots and Horses".

Xunfengche Maxing is the name Jia Qing gave to his first property.

"It's all done according to the second uncle's request. This yard was used to open a martial arts gym. These years, the martial arts hall has been in a downturn. Their owner wanted to break up. I happened to run into it, so I bought it for a price.

My nephew is planning to renovate this place. According to my second uncle, the place where the horses are raised, the place where the cars are kept, and the place where people live are all to be separated.

I have selected a few people from the clan, and they are all not very happy in their daily lives. Listen to me and say that if you follow us, you will be paid no less than two taels of silver a month. They are all scrambling to follow me, and they are very active in following me these days.

I asked Ni Er to bring people to buy the carriage. There are already eighteen in the yard. I expect to buy more than a dozen more to recruit more people to start work. "

After listening to Jia Yun's report, Jia Qing suggested: "You can buy ready-made carriages for temporary use, but remember, don't try to make things convenient. After you get the carriages on the right track, you have to start customizing them. When walking on the road, it must be seen at a glance that it is my Xunfeng Chariot and Horse Carriage Team."

"Yes, my nephew understands!" Jia Yun said.

Afterwards, Jia Qing looked around again, and found nothing wrong. Jia Yun was still doing things properly, so he encouraged Jia Yun a few words casually, and then went back home.

He will not participate in the subsequent literary meetings.

……

"Second Master, there are guests coming."

At noon the next day, Jia Qing, who had been playing poker all morning with the maid, was taking a nap when she was woken up by Peifeng's urgent voice.

"Who?"

Jia Qing turned over, didn't want to get up, and asked with dissatisfaction.

"Boss Lai sent someone to say that it's Er Ye's brother in prison, Zhang Ziwen."

It's him, why is he here?

After all, the relationship is not shallow, so it is not good to be negligent, Jia Qing turned over and sat up and said: "You tell Lai Sheng's people to welcome them to the front hall, and I will come later."

A quarter of an hour later, Jia Qing saw Zhang Ziwen in the front hall.

"Why did Brother Zhang come here?"

The two were classmates, and they had a good relationship, so Jia Qing didn't want to be courteous with him. When they met, they directly asked him why he was here, while beckoning him to sit down.

Zhang Ziwen was a little surprised by Jia Qing's directness, sat down again and said, "The teacher asked me to urge you!"

"Master Jijiu? Why is he urging me?"

Zhang Ziwen smiled and said: "Who told you to be lazy, the teacher saw that the essay meeting is almost over, and I still haven't seen your poems, so I'm here to supervise you!"

As the sacrifice wine of the North Prison, Sun Wangwang came to Nanjing not only to bring Jia Qing and others down, but to be the chief judge and be responsible for the appraisal work later.

Jia Qing said: "Didn't I make a couplet? Didn't Master Jijiu see it?"

"not enough!"

Seeing Jia Qing looking at him speechlessly, Zhang Ziwen explained: "What the teacher means is that you are very talented in poetry. It would be a pity if you hide your clumsiness when you come here this time, so the old man hopes that you can write poetry. This is a good opportunity to exercise, and the second is to add luster to Beijian!"

"To add glory to the Beijian, there are two senior brothers here, how can I be needed? Presumably brother Zhang, the leader of the Jingyi competition yesterday, must be easily captured, isn't that enough?"

Jia Qing complained.Indeed, not to mention the other person, Zhang Ziwen alone is enough to add luster to Beijian.To put it bluntly, Sun Fuwang's move was to squeeze Jia Qing, and to see how Jia Qing's poems can surprise people!
"You can't say that, the land in the south of the Yangtze River is full of literary style, and I dare to say that I will definitely win the championship...

It's just that the meaning of the teacher is very clear, that is to ask Brother Jia to give it a try, this, you see...? "

Jia Qing originally thought that with yesterday's shot, it was enough to occupy the top three in the match, and he had completed the task.who knows……

But he couldn't violate Sun Fuwang's meaning, he was depressed for a moment, and he could only say: "What else can we do, let's go."

Hey, I'm going to plagiarize again...

Zhang Ziwen smiled, stood up and said, "Please!"

……

In the South Prison, there were far fewer people than yesterday.

"No, Brother Zhang, don't tell me you have to supervise me to compose poems before you stop?"

In the venue, Jia Qing complained to Zhang Ziwen who kept urging him to go to the poetry stage.

Zhang Ziwen was a little embarrassed, and apologized: "This is what the teacher meant, please forgive me, brother Jia..."

Old man Sun is really interesting. He actually gave such an order. In the past, he was thought to be a pedantic Confucian scholar.

Seeing that the two of them also came to the poetry platform, Jia Qing ignored Zhang Ziwen, took three steps in parallel, stepped up the wooden steps, and climbed up to the poetry platform.

He wants to "hand in his homework" quickly!
"It's you?"

Perhaps it was fate's arrangement, as soon as Jia Qing came to the stage, he heard a voice full of surprise and resentment, which was still very familiar.Looking up, who else is not the Sun Wu who lost face yesterday?

Jia Qing thinks life is so interesting!
Ignoring Sun Wu who was facing him, Jia Qing saluted the judge first, and reported to the house: "Jia Qing, the supervisor of Beijian, has met your lord!"

The official looked to be in his fifties or sixties, waved his hands and said, "Excuse me, um, it looks like you know Xiao Wu?"

Jia Qing had a bad feeling that this judge and Sun Wu seemed to have a lot to do with each other!

Sure enough, Sun Wu interjected in an aggrieved voice: "Teacher, this disciple recognizes him. He is a disciple of everyone, and because of his status, he has given the disciple a bad look..."

The judge's expression darkened upon hearing this.

Jia Qing was very depressed today. First, he was forced to come over to compose a poem, and then he got on a stage at random, and the master of the "enemy" was still in charge!That's right, it's a mentor, because Sun Wu called himself a disciple instead of a student in front of him.

Now that Sun Wu is "complaining" in front of his teacher, it's hard for him to defend himself. Could it be that I retaliated because your apprentice came to provoke me foolishly?
Saying this can only be counterproductive.

Because, you can't be close!
So Jia Qing didn't explain much, and bowed again and said: "Students are here to take the exam, and adults are invited to write questions!"

After all, the judge is old and has a calm temper. He quickly withdrew his emotions and said calmly: "The country is at war, so you can write a poem on this topic, without any restrictions on rhyme.

Like them, you have a stick of time, let's go. "

"Yes"

Jia Qing raised his eyes and saw that there were four tables on one side of the poetry platform, and there were people standing next to two of them, so he walked over there silently.

Jia Qing's question seemed to have no requirements, but Jia Qing knew that he meant to make things difficult for him. After all, how old is he, how can he know what war is?Not to mention writing poetry.

But Jia Qing was not dissatisfied, everyone has a heart to protect the calf, and what's more, the judge has the final say on what questions to ask.

Sun Wu next to him was in charge of lighting the incense and timing.The funny thing is, Jia Qing could clearly see that when this guy lit the incense, he purposely turned the incense upright, and the stay time was not short...

If he does this, the incense must burn much faster.

Seeing him slightly triumphantly inserting the stick of incense on the desks in front of her, Jia Qing really didn't know how to describe him.

That's probably what a clown is like.

Ignoring these things, Jia Qing dipped his pen in the ink and swiped freely. After a while, a seven-character quatrain appeared on the paper.

Stop writing and put the brush on the pen holder.

"My lord, the students are ready!"

The two buddies next to him turned their heads in disbelief, wanting to see what Jia Qing had written.

The old man who was the judge also looked over in disbelief, and was sure that Jia Qing meant to hand in the paper, so he ran over with a thud, picked up Jia Qing's manuscript and began to read it.

He made up his mind that if Jia Qing dared to make a splash here, no matter who he was, he would deal with him on the spot!

The majesty of Confucianism cannot be trampled upon by such anointed disciples!
(End of this chapter)