Chapter 164: Poetry should be made

After listening to Tao Tixue's admonition, the new students couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic in their hearts, and at the same time scolded in their stomachs, we have just entered the school, can you say something nice. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Tao Tixue said a call with a straight face, and then ordered the scribes to distribute the Confucian red flags and silver, two taels per person.

Seeing the silver in hand, everyone had a smile on their faces again. Lin Yanchao also praised Tao Tixue, the carrot in one hand and the big stick in the other.

After the admonition, after the reward, it is the hairpin feast.

Lin Yanchao understands that such a banquet is more important than a kind of scenery, and the upper and lower rewards are right, rather than caring about what you eat.

Of course, the hairpin banquet after the hospital test is more rules than the banquet after the house test. The students are all knowledgeable, and there is nothing wrong with etiquette, and they are especially interested in leaving a good impression on themselves in front of Tao Tixue.

After returning to his seat after doing a set of etiquette, Lin Yanchao sweated on his forehead, and then began to move his chopsticks.

Under the scrutinizing gaze of Tao Tixue, everyone didn't dare to eat and drink, of course, this boiled meat in white water would not make people have much appetite.

Tao Tixue looked at the restraint of his disciples, and did not have the slightest consciousness of leaving the table, but said: "Even if it is an elegant banquet, how can it be composed without elegant poetry?" Everyone's improvised poem! ā€

Everyone is sweating profusely, Tao Tixue is still torturing people, and the college exam has only been tested for poetry, and you have this one here.

Tao Tixue ordered someone at random at the moment.

The man trembled for a while, and immediately composed a poem, which was not very good, but it could be called neutral and peaceful, and it should be controlled at the right time. Hearing this, Lin Yanchao couldn't help but admire it greatly, if he wanted to compose poems in such a short time, he didn't think about it at all, there was really a dragon and a crouching tiger among the students.

But Tao Tixue was very dissatisfied and said: "Don't be restrained, you can speak boldly. Tell me about it. ā€

Although Tao Tixue said so, which of the people dared to do this and directly state his aspirations? Woman, field or fame?

The following individual was named by Tao Tixue and stood up, chanting gracefully and elegantly, reciting the poems of the scenery.

There was a look of disappointment on his face. It's not that these scholars' poems are not good, on the contrary, they are all very literary and improvised poems, but they all wrap themselves tightly.

At that moment, Tao Ti learned to Lin Yanchao, and said with a smile: "Yanchao, although your Jingyi articles are well written, but the poems are mediocre, give you twenty more breaths to think about carefully." ā€

Lin Yanchao said: "Back to the words of the great grandmaster, when you read the poem, the disciple already had a manuscript. But only halfway. ā€

"Okay, okay, half a que is fine. Read it aloud and listen to it. ā€

Lin Yanchao read at the moment: "My husband only holds Wu Hook with one hand, and his spirit is higher than that of a hundred-foot building. Who has written history for 10,000 years, and wants to be a marquis 3,000 miles away. ā€

Tao Tixue nodded and said: "This poem is not superior, but it is rare to be able to express his ambition with poetry." The name is in history, thousands of miles away, and the husband should be like this. ā€

At the moment, all beings are sudden. Finally touched the pulse of Taotixue. The students below also wrote some poems about scholars serving the country, but they also chanted a few masterpieces.

Tao Tixue then ordered the music to work together on the spot.

Everyone here is eating boiled meat. Here the music played, and the sentient beings gently hit it on their knees to the beat.

The more the banquet went to the back, the more the people let go of their tracks, and the poems that should not be made such as hard study, poor family background, and lamenting the shortness of life were also taken out.

Suddenly, at this time, a student in his forties chanted a poem by Huang Tingjian.

The generals said that the marquis. The piccolo song leans alone against the building. Everything goes with the wind and rain, rest, and the opera horse is in the south of the golden network.

Don't stay late to urge wine, and the wine tastes like autumn this autumn. The flower smiled at the old man's head, ashamed. The white-haired hairpin flower is not relieved.

After listening to this poem, several forty or fifty-year-old students present burst into tears together, giving rise to the sadness of 'white-haired hairpins and flowers do not relieve sorrow'.

Many people also accompanied them to wipe their tears, and even Tao Tixue was sad and didn't say anything, because this is the true feeling.

A hairpin feast came to an end.

Lin Yanchao walked away in the moonlight, although he was young and ambitious now, but he had also spent several years in the unit in his previous life, so he could still understand these people very well.

The Tao Ti doctrine is right, for the official must be the first to be the first.

The day after the hairpin feast.

Lin Yanchao got up early, and there were still three days to go to school, so there was a lot to do here.

Grandpa and uncle both took leave with the yamen and had to go back to their hometown in Hongtang Township.

What are grandpa and uncle going back to do? Lin Yanchao asked, the two of them blushed, it turned out that after learning that they had won the show, the patriarch of Hongshan Village, the old man, and the trustee wrote to say that the ancestral hall of his hometown was going to get a plaque for himself as a county student member to celebrate.

This plaque is not the first one, plus Lin Yanchao's father's, there are two in total, and among the hundreds of people surnamed Lin in Hongshan Village, all the talents have gathered in their house.

I heard Lin Gaozhu say that when Lin Yanchao's father showed off his talents, the clan was very happy.

The Hongshan Lin family is a branch, and they also invited people from the sect to congratulate him, but the people from the sect didn't even want to come, and the joke said that they had never heard of it, and a Xiucai plaque was also worth such a big deal.

Lin Yanchao's father was very angry when he heard this, and told the patriarch not to hang his plaque first, and then hang the plaque after he won the lift, to see if they dared to laugh.

So the patriarch listened to his words, and after the rebellion in Longqing Nian, this plaque has not been hung.

But now that the father and son have won the show, our Hongshan Lin family, this time it is not to hang a plaque, but to hang two Xiucai plaques together, say it and scare you to death, dare to look down on us again!

So the ancestral hall is ready to do a big deal, and then grandpa, uncle, and third uncle have to go back to the scenery, exactly, rich and noble and not return to their hometown, such as brocade clothes at night! In front of the former uncles and villagers, bragging, enjoying the admiring gaze of everyone.

When it's time to get a sermon, you have to get a sermon!

With such a beautiful thing, grandfather, uncle, and third uncle went together, and casually called Lin Yanchao to go with him, but Lin Yanchao said that he wanted to go back to the academy to meet the teacher, so he didn't go.

Grandpa, uncle, and third uncle didn't insist, and the father and son were still there to discuss when they went out.

The third uncle proposed, just make a Xiucai plaque, is it a little stingy, should we build a wooden 'Xiucai' archway, so that people from all over the country know that our Lin family has a show.

Uncle immediately refused, said this decisive no, the wooden 'Xiucai' archway is too stingy, to repair the archway, we can't want the kind of wood, to repair the stone archway, so to see more face.

When Lin Yanchao heard this, he still felt full of happiness, if he agreed to go back with them, it would be really a shame and he would be thrown to his hometown. (To be continued.) )

ps: I don't have any inspiration today, and I don't want to mess around with the number of words, so let's change it for the time being, and resume two changes tomorrow.