Chapter 323 The Growing Little Fox

But because his actions were very circuitous, as if he was trying to win the emperor's favor, even an old fox like Liang Ruoxu didn't pay much attention to him.

Now it seems that they were just blinded by one thing?

Is it because the Second Prince is too flamboyant, too high-profile, and too aggressive, that even if the Third Prince does something, it can be blamed on the Second Prince? I have to say, this is really an idea that an old fox like Duke Qing could come up with. Isn't it safe to hide behind a target?

The master's sudden move to overthrow the second prince might have really disrupted their plans, and he won't be able to hide from them anymore.

Liang Ruoxu shook his head as he walked, "But it's still not right. It's now confirmed that the one who was causing trouble in Nanyang was the Second Prince. I originally thought that it might be related to Uncle Qingshan, but if the Second Prince knew nothing, why would he go after Shen Shouyan? What did I do wrong? I can't figure it out... I can't figure it out..."

Yan Shenjue stood quietly for a moment, waiting for him to figure it out, but in the end he still couldn't figure it out.

Tang Shirong came out and said with a smile: "You're here?"

He straightened his clothes and said, "Have you finished talking? Are you leaving now?"

Yan Shenjue nodded and followed him.

They arrived neither early nor late, but Jiang Wentong had already arrived.

Jiang Wentong came from a wealthy family, was talented, and had many supporters around him.

However, it is no problem to target ordinary people together, but who would risk his life and property to be the lackey of the great scholar's beloved disciple and the county magistrate's junior brother?

So Jiang Wentong is alone.

He was arrogant and conceited, so he was extremely disappointed when he encountered such a situation. When he saw them coming, he said with a fake smile: "Tang Erlang is here? I've been waiting for a long time!"

"It's my fault," Tang Shirong said with a smile, "Because the appointment was at 9:00 p.m., I told my family to call me half an hour in advance. I calculated that it would take me 15 minutes to change clothes, and 15 minutes to walk over, but I didn't expect that I was still late."

In other words, it’s not that I’m late, it’s that you’re early!

Someone tried to smooth things over: "Who is this? He looks like a very handsome man."

Tang Shirong smiled and said, "This is my best friend, his last name is Yan."

Yan Shenjue cupped his hands and said, "My surname is Yan, my given name is Xuan, and my courtesy name is Shenjue. Everyone, be polite."

Before he finished speaking, someone asked in surprise: "Yan Xuan? The first in the Pingyang County case?"

Tang Jinrong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

He originally wanted to find an opportunity to talk about this matter, but he didn't expect that someone would know about it, which saved him a lot of trouble.

When others asked him about it, he said, "I just happened to know it. My father is a businessman. When he passed through Pingyang on his way back, I heard someone mention this name."

Everyone couldn't help but admire him and asked about Yan Shenjue's age. When they heard that he was only eleven, they exclaimed in surprise.

Jiang Wentong said with a fake smile: "What are people from Pingyang County doing in our county? Did Tang Erlang specially call them here?"

Yan Shenjue said calmly, "I am from the capital. I followed my master here and originally lived here. I just didn't want to compete with Brother Tang for the first place, so I changed the place to take the citizenship test."

Jiang Wentong laughed and said, "You are indeed a young man with high aspirations. Hearing you say that, I feel that the first prize should be in your pocket!"

What he said was actually hinting that there was something fishy about the two people's case.

But Yan Shenjue said directly: "It's already in the bag, isn't it?"

Jiang Wentong choked.

Tang Shirong secretly laughed inwardly.

He discovered that Jiang Wentong was the type of person who had to be the most conspicuous among everyone and everyone's attention had to be on him. Whenever someone paid attention to someone else, he would be unhappy and would fight for it.

I don't know how he developed such a bad temper, but it is obvious that... his talent is not enough to support such a bad temper.

If he had the talent of the great poet Li Bai, then such a temper might be considered as a sign of superiority. But he is not. He has talent, but not enough talent. Such an arrogant and unyielding temper will not allow him to survive even if he gets the first place in the exam.

Someone tried to smooth things over and asked them to sit down. People came over one after another and everyone exchanged greetings.

Literary gatherings are all about drinking tea, chatting and writing articles, so after a while, we moved on to the step of writing articles.

Those sitting here are all talented people who are on the list, and most of them are a bit arrogant. After discussing it, they decided to take it easy and not write articles, but poems... Everyone respectfully asked the two top winners to come up with questions, but they both refused.

Because it happened to be the third day of the third lunar month, they decided to take spring ploughing as the theme. Each person had to write a five-character quatrain and the time limit was one stick of incense, which was two quarters of an hour.

This is where literary gatherings are often held. Pens and ink have been sent here long ago, and everyone is finding a place to reflect.

Tang Shirong had stayed under the spotlight before for the sake of safety, but this kind of literary gathering was to prove one's own talent, or in other words, to prove one's own innocence, so the purpose was to be in the spotlight, so after the rules were announced in front, he went straight to the table, took out a pen and paper and started writing.

Everyone:"……"

Jiang Wentong gritted his teeth.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

He was arrogant and wanted to compete for everything, but he lost in time at the very beginning, and immediately became impetuous.

The next moment, Yan Shenjue also stepped forward to write. The two poems were spread out on the table. No one could look at them, which made them itchy and difficult to scratch. Jiang Wentong's entire mentality collapsed.

Tang Shirong was talking to Yan Shenjue by the window again, his voices very low.

But to Jiang Wentong, it was really disturbing, and he couldn't help but ask, "Can you be quieter?"

Tang Shirong paused, then said in a very good-tempered manner: "Sorry, it's my fault. I disturbed Brother Jiang's thoughts."

He went back and sat down.

One person thought he had won a poem, so he went to the table to write it down. But when he picked up the pen, he glanced at the other two people's poems, thought about it, and said, "Forget it! I admit defeat and will not write it down to humiliate myself."

When he said this, everyone's mentality collapsed even more. More than one person laughed and said, "I was anxious to read your two masterpieces, but I couldn't write anything."

Some people came over, and some people were polite, writing it down first, then came over to read it, and said with a smile: "I admit defeat."

Yes, Tang Shirong, he did it on purpose.

He is not good at poetry.

He is good at writing but not at poetry.

But geniuses are not good at it, and their standards are different from those of ordinary people. It is no problem for them to produce excellent works, but they may not be able to astound everyone and crush everyone else.

But he can still be diligent.

He can do his homework early and rehearse in advance.

Of course, maybe everyone will rehearse it in advance.

But some people only rehearse over and over again how great it will be to win.

There are also people, like Tang Shirong, a growing little fox, who will rehearse everyone's conversation, determine his own reaction, and thus infer possible questions, and then work them out and polish them until they are perfect.

Then at this time, pretend to act "without thinking", which is both cool and distracts others, and your reputation will be known immediately.

But Yan Shen Jue was definitely written on the spot. The second brother also became curious and went over to take a look at his. He couldn't help but bow to him to express his admiration.

(End of this chapter)