"The light smoke and ancient ink are vertical and horizontal, and half of this gentleman is written."

This is undoubtedly a good poem, especially the use of "vertical and horizontal" and "half-faced" is extremely clever. It's just that there have always been good words and good sentences, but they are not necessarily good rhymes.

The students in western Guangdong resisted the urge to clap their hands and praise, and their eyes turned to Wu Guifang on the side, and there was a trace of worry in their hearts.

"Haha! Arrogant! ”

"Look how you die this time!"

"I was lucky to get a Xie Yuan, but I didn't even let go of the adults who participated in politics, hehe!"

……

In contrast, the Yuezhong Juzi who had been coaxing before was extremely proud in his heart, glanced at Lin Haoran with disdain, and then gloated and waited for Wu Guifang's anger.

This poem is undoubtedly a bit of a slap in the face of Wu Guifang, the meaning of this poem is similar to "It is difficult to draw the skin of a tiger and draw the bones, and you don't know the heart when you know the face of the person", in fact, the meaning of the words is good, but the occasion used is not right.

Now that Lord Wu Shenzheng asked you to inscribe the painting, he naturally wanted you to praise his painting, but you just came to such a sentence, what is it if it is not a slap in the face?

It was precisely like this, those candidates in Yuezhong were very happy in their hearts, and they wanted to see this kid who snatched their position to solve the yuan be deflated.

"Good! Good! ”

It was at this moment that two "good" words suddenly sounded in the banquet, the first "good" word seemed to be sensitive, and the second "good" word seemed to be a thoughtful evaluation.

"How?"

"What the hell!"

"Why do I think it's written in a mediocre way?"

……

The lifters in Guangdong looked for prestige, but they were all stunned, looking at Yin Tai on the seat in disbelief.

Hey?

Don't talk about the juzi in Yuezhong, even the juzi in western Yue, who is in the west of Yue, whose heart is towards Lin Haoran, was stunned, and looked at the old man on the seat in surprise.

But seeing Yin Tai, who had been reluctant tonight, shed two lines of turbid tears at this time.

For a while, the eyes of the entire banquet fell on Yin Tai's body.

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other when they saw Yin Tai's big reaction. But no one understands why the examiner is crying suddenly, this poem doesn't seem to be so powerful, right?

Do you know the joy of fish? Knowing the joy of fish, how can you know the pain of fish?

Yin Tai, as the protagonist of this banquet, became the mentor of seventy-five new imperial examiners, but he could not hide the loss in his heart.

Although many people are speculating whether he has been appointed as the chief examiner of the township examination in Guangdong this time, he has received the attention of the upper echelons, and then has the opportunity to return to the Sixth Department of Beijing as a waiter and climb out of the mud of Nanjing.

It's just that based on his judgment of the political situation of the government, he knows that there will be no such possibility. Those who can climb out of Nanjing are either the winners in the party struggle or can become useful pawns for Emperor Jiajing.

But today's Shoufu Yan Song is obedient to Jiajing, and he is simply meticulous, and there is no hole to drill at all. As long as Jiajing can be happy, Yan Song can put the people of Li in the world in the fire and water, let me ask if there is such a "dedicated" first assistant, why does Jiajing need to come to Nanjing to find obedient people?

And in the party struggle, he played in the team that stood on the wrong side at the beginning. was an official for thirty-six years, but he was still unwilling, and in the end, he was beaten to Nanjing for retirement and became a frustrated person in the officialdom.

However, although he realized it a little too late, just a while ago, there was a huge opportunity in front of him.

It's just that the world makes people, and he failed to catch it in the end, and this time he is destined to continue to sit on the cold bench when he returns to Nanjing.

Looking at these high-spirited gestures tonight, I can't help but think of myself who used to be at the Qionglin banquet, but for a while I was sad. The former ideal, but now the predicament, makes it difficult for him to calm down.

It was when he was in great pain that a poem reached his ears and shook his heart.

"There is no need to report safety in the daily report, the breeze has been seen in the high festival."

This poem actually hides an allusion, Tang Duan Chengshi's "Youyang Miscellaneous Tales Sequel: Zhizhixia" stated: "In the northern capital, only the Tongzi Temple has a bamboo hole, which is only a few feet long. Legend has it that its temple Gangwei daily newspaper bamboo peace. ”

Now the meaning of this poem is: There is no need to report the safety of bamboo every day like the monk in charge of the affairs of the monastery, because the high festival and the breeze are the nature of bamboo, which everyone knows.

yes, it was like a bolt of lightning that suddenly illuminated him.

Yin Tai suddenly cleared all the fog in his heart, his nature is as high and bright as bamboo, and he will not change for a lifetime, so he does not need to "report daily peace".

As soon as he thought of this, his heart was settled, and he applauded this poem and applauded himself. immediately let go of the confession that he couldn't hug Yan Song's thigh, and even had luck in his heart.

Wu Guifang was about to express something, but when she heard the words, she was slightly stunned, and turned her head to look at Yin Tai, who was shedding two lines of tears, and was still surprised in her heart.

Although he has a prosperous official fortune and is only half a level lower than Yin Tai in terms of official rank, he still respects Yin Zhilang, who entered the officialdom 23 years before him.

It's just that he doesn't understand very much, if Yin Tai has the heart to protect this son, he can praise him with a word, and he can't deliberately pretend to be moved to tears, doesn't he think this scene is too exaggerated?

Yin Tai didn't pay attention to what everyone thought, but came to the painting, praised the painting: "The word has begun to become everyone's style, this poem ...... It is also a work of hand-me-down. ”

"Thank you for the compliment!" When Lin Haoran heard this, he apologized.

After Yin Tai heard this, he looked at Lin Haoran in front of him seriously, his eyes obviously showed appreciation, and he stroked his beard and said, "Hehe! Don't be arrogant or impatient, you are a rare piece of good jade! ”

"The teacher praised it falsely!" Lin Haoran still put on a modest posture and arched his hand again. But he didn't expect that he wanted to use this poem to please Wu Guifang, but it turned out to please this right-hand man of the Nanjing Ministry of Rites.

The Cantonese middle school students who were going to see Lin Haoran's jokes were completely dumbfounded at this time. Anyone can see that the teacher doesn't look like Lin Haoran is acting, but really favors him.

Although the seventy-five of them present all formed a master-apprentice relationship with Yin Tai, it was impossible for everyone to leave an impression in front of the teacher, and even tonight the teacher seemed to be a statue, and he didn't look at anyone directly.

In fact, this result is still acceptable to everyone, after all, the distribution of teachers is very "even". But who would have thought that the teacher suddenly favored Lin Haoran so much, and his eyes seemed to be about to see flowers.

It is precisely because of this that in addition to jealousy, the students in Yuezhong are still jealous, and they can't wait to strangle Lin Haoran to death.

"Maybe I should try it too!"

In addition to being jealous, some of them also looked at Wu Guifang's painting. After all, bamboo is one of the four gentlemen, and anyone who has written bamboo poems will naturally have one or two poems in their hearts, even if they want to add another poem to it.