After Zhao Yaozu left.
Cui Xian, Pei Jian and others returned to the clan school.
Because they lost the poetry contest, the students were unhappy and dispersed.
Some students even complained quietly: "If you can't do it, don't try to be so arrogant. You can't even write couplets, but you want to compete with others in poetry!"
"Not only did I lose this time, but I also brought shame upon my clan school."
Pei Jian was very angry when he heard this, and the two sides quarreled for a while.
Zhuang Jin glanced at Cui Xian carefully and consoled him, "Brother Xian, don't listen to these people's nonsense. You are already very capable!"
Li Heyu suggested: "How about this, Brother Xian, aren't you going back to Hexi Village today? Why don't you go back early?"
This proposal was unanimously approved by several young masters.
The situation is awkward now, it would be better for Brother Xian to leave first.
Cui Xian sighed helplessly.
But Wu Qinglan was not here, and no one spoke up for him!
In that case, let’s go home first.
Before leaving.
Cui Xian went to the ear room again, carefully wrote the poem "Ode to the Goose" and placed it on the desk.
He believed that when Master Wu came and saw this calligraphy, he would definitely understand it!
After a cup of tea.
Cui Xian took the carriage that his elder brother Pei Jian helped to call, and returned home rich with a huge sum of 30 taels of silver in his arms.
Gao Qi and the other three had no interest in studying and returned home in disappointment.
About another hour passed.
Zhao Yaozu's teacher came to the Pei clan school panting and specifically asked for Cui Xian.
The result was nothing.
"Forget it, it's all fate!"
The old man murmured in despair, then left without saying goodbye and returned to the countryside with his family at night.
He can't afford to lose this person!
The other side.
Zhao Yaozu sent out those teenagers to pass the two poems, "Ode to Hsinchu" and "Ode to the Goose", to the scholars in Nanyang for reading.
He specifically said: "This poem "Ode to the Goose" was written by the author of "The Legend of the Seven Heroes of Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit". This person has a name but no talent, and is a fool."
"So Zhao Yaozu wrote a poem called "Ode to Hsinchu" and was convinced by his victory!"
It was obvious that this was done specifically to make Zhao Yaozu famous.
Under normal circumstances, scholars would not bother to pay attention to such crude tactics.
But in the past two days, "The Legend of the Seven Heroes of Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit" is selling like hot cakes in Nanyang.
Therefore, many people accepted the poem.
After reading "Ode to the Goose", a scholar immediately applauded and was very excited.
When he heard that "Ode to the Goose" actually lost to "Ode to Hsinchu", he was furious: "How can this be possible! It is absolutely ridiculous! How could such a crooked poem like "Ode to Hsinchu" win?"
The young man who posted the poem was stunned when he saw this, and then ran away in shame.
He felt something was not right.
And this scene is being played out in many places in Nanyang County.
That night.
County Magistrate Zhao Zhi returned home and asked with a smile, "My dear grandson, you must have done a great job today! What poem did that young boy write?"
Zhao Yaozu forced a smile and said, "He is only eight years old. How can he write a good poem?"
Zhao Zhi thought so too and said happily, "Let's wait and see tomorrow. Grandfather will publicize it for you."
The county magistrate was in a very good mood, dreaming of his genius grandson becoming famous in Nanyang.
But he didn't notice that there was something wrong with his grandson Zhao Yaozu's expression.
"Impossible! That 'Ode to the Goose' is rubbish. The Master must be old and blind."
Zhao Yaozu murmured in his heart.
But for some reason, he felt uneasy, so he didn't dare tell the truth to his grandfather.
The next day.
When Zhao Zhi went out, he unexpectedly heard several scholars discussing "Ode to New Bamboo" and some saying something like "the poetic talent of the child prodigy from Nanyang".
Feeling very proud, Zhao Zhi stepped forward and said with a laugh: "I am not very talented, but I am honored to receive your praise. I am the grandfather of the author of Ode to New Bamboo."
As a result, the scholars' faces changed, they looked at him with contempt, and then they snorted coldly and left.
Zhao Zhi:?
These mediocre people don't have any gentlemanly manners at all. Are they jealous of the talent of his good grandson?
The world is going downhill, the world is going downhill!
White River Wharf.
A large ship slowly docked at the shore, and Pei Chongqing, the old man of the Pei family who had passed the imperial examination, got off the ship.
He had recently taken a break and returned to Nanyang from Kaifeng Prefecture by boat.
"Look, it's the master of the Pei family!"
"Master Pei, I recently came across a poem that was said to be written by an eight-year-old child. I was amazed after reading it. Master Pei, please take a look!"
Someone immediately recognized Pei Chongqing and presented him with a poem "Ode to the Goose".
Pei Chongqing took it casually, thinking it was another child who wanted to use him to become famous.
However, after reading this poem, Mr. Pei was very excited.
He seemed to have seen the scene of white geese playing in the water!
"White hair floats on the green water, and red palms push the clear waves! Wonderful! Wonderful! Lifelike, like a painting in a poem!"
After repeatedly confirming that the creator was only eight years old, Mr. Pei's eyes lit up: "In Nanyang, there is a child prodigy with poetic talent! Do you know who this child is?"
However, the person who handed over the poem shook his head: "I don't know for now."
Pei Chongqing became anxious.
How could I not know!
I must return home quickly and find out about this little prodigy!
On the way back to Funiu Lane in a hurry, Pei Chongqing met Gao Qi's father, Gao Qianhu.
Although Gao Qianhu was a worthless military general, he was at least a fifth-rank official.
Therefore, even though Pei Chongqing was anxious, he had to be patient and greet Gao Qianhu.
But Gao Qianhu laughed and said, "Come to think of it, a few days ago, our two families had some troubles because of a book boy..."
Book boy?
Pei Chongqing then vaguely recalled that last month, his grandson Jianger wrote a letter to Kaifeng, bragging about a book boy, and was then reprimanded by his son Kaitai.
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