The royal palace, lotus pond and pavilions.

Cui Xian was the first to take a seat inside amid the excited cheers of many scholars.

Just as King Nanyang said, the fine wine and delicious food on the table exuded an enticing aroma.

In the middle of the food and wine, there is a wooden plaque engraved with the theme of today's couplet poem: Listening to the Cicadas.

Now is the end of summer and the beginning of autumn.

This theme, combined with the sound of cicadas lingering in the palace at this moment, is very appropriate.

After Cui Xian looked at the wooden sign, he felt relieved.

He is not an arrogant and arrogant person, and most of the time, he will not take the initiative to get into disputes with others.

But whether it was "instructing" Huang Lun or accepting the invitation from King Nanyang to compose a couplet of poems, he was more flamboyant than usual.

Because he became a disciple of Mr. Dong Lai.

This is his home court today.

He has to perform well enough to stop all doubts and make the teacher proud.

Secondly, people like Huang Lun will definitely come to him every now and then to challenge him.

How can he, the direct disciple of a great scholar in the officialdom, intimidate others if he does not show off a little?

I, Cui Xian, am not afraid of anyone coming to ask for advice.

But not just any trash is qualified to challenge me.

Sitting alone in the pavilion, looking at people from all directions.

Cui Xian had a smile on his face and looked relaxed and confident, which made many people admire him.

Putting aside other things, just look at the calm and composed attitude of this little prodigy, which is something that not ordinary people can compare to.

After all, the game that is about to be played in the pavilion is couplet poetry!

See Cui Xian sitting down.

King Nanyang smiled and looked at everyone: "Everyone, please come in."

Li Duan and Mr. Dong Lai smiled at each other, then walked into the pavilion together.

Mr. Donglai thought for a moment, then smiled and sat down one seat away from Cui Xian.

This is a very interesting seating arrangement.

The master and the disciple sat opposite each other, with a person between them.

When we write poems later, we can each do our best without affecting each other.

Li Duan sat below Cui Xian and above Mr. Dong Lai.

The moment he sat down, he said in an awkward voice: "My dear nephew, I am not good at writing poems, remember to let me do it later."

Cui Xian knew that he was joking with him, and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, okay."

There is a table for eight people in the pavilion, and three people are already seated there.

In addition to the position for King Nanyang, four more people must enter.

Imperial Envoy Qi went in reluctantly and sat below Mr. Dong Lai.

Today, Master Donglai is accepting a disciple. In this happy occasion, he needs to be sensible and accompany him.

As soon as Lord Qi sat down, he was the first to greet Cui Xian, and his enthusiasm was simply unbelievable: "Young Master Cui, the investigation of Zhao Zhi's case has been almost completed recently. When the case is closed next month, if you are free, please go to Zhao's house to take a look."

This means to offer Zhao's house to Cui Xian as a token of his gratitude.

It seems.

Prefect Song, the old-fashioned man, informed Lord Qi in advance.

Thinking about it more carefully, Lord Qi is the disciple of the Second Assistant Minister, and was arranged to investigate the Zhao Zhi case related to Cui Xian, with the intention of taking care of Cui Xian.

It’s easy to be an official if you have someone in the court!

Cui Xian whispered, "Thank you, sir."

Lord Qi waved his hands repeatedly. He was very happy to be able to establish friendship with Cui Xian, otherwise how would he have the chance to sit at the table today?

But Lord Qi is the imperial envoy.

Since he had come in, Prefect Song naturally had to be more sensible and accompanied him tremblingly.

Therefore, County Magistrate Ye Huaifeng had to bite the bullet and follow suit.

Prefect Song sat below Imperial Envoy Qi, and Ye Huaifeng sat below Prefect Song.

There is only one spot left, but no one dares to go in.

The crowd immediately started to boo.

Seeing this, Pei Jian shouted loudly: "Grandfather, Dad, come on! What a good opportunity, come on - woo woo woo -"

Before he could finish his words, his biological father Pei Kaitai covered his mouth.

What a rip off!

How could a juren like him dare to participate in such a high-end game where each person has two Jinshi in the list?

Would it be embarrassing to go up there?

Zhuang Jin urged Wu Qinglan: "Master Wu, you go ahead - woo woo -"

Wu Qinglan quickly covered Zhuang Jin's mouth and threatened in a low voice: "If you dare to say another word of nonsense, I will deduct ten points from you when I go back."

Zhuang Jin was so scared that he shut his mouth tightly.

But because of Pei Jian's shout, the two scholars of the Pei family were exposed, because they were the only two scholars present.

In the end there was no choice.

Pei Chongqing, the grandfather of the Pei family, glared at his grandson Pei Jian fiercely, then walked in with gritted teeth, feeling ashamed of himself.

He sat below Ye Huaifeng.

Further down was the King of Nanyang, followed by Cui Xian, who just filled up an entire round table.

The game can begin!

Inside the palace.

The atmosphere suddenly became exciting.

Everyone found a place to sit down, with no interest in playing games, and their eyes were fixed on the pavilion.

Either exciting, or expectant, or... malicious.

Because in this kind of high-end situation, if you write good poems, naturally someone will help spread them.

But you have to do it wrong...

Then don’t blame the boos and laughter from the audience for making you lose face!

Couplet poetry is even more cruel than couplets.

If you can't match the couplets, or match them poorly, that's it.

But when you are writing poetry, the last person’s line is as brilliant as gold, but your next line is as rubbish as dog shit. Isn’t that a laughing stock?

So now the situation is very interesting.

The group of people watching outside, although not very good at it, became the source of entertainment.

There were obviously a group of big guys inside, but at this moment, they all looked tense and worried.

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