Great Wei scholar

"Why is it unfair? Ask yourself, the quality of these two poems is not comparable. This time, the poems are compared, not the fonts. If the poems of the Great Wei are indeed not as good as those of the Tang Dynasty, I will definitely not say a word. "

"But in essence, there is no problem between the two."

Sun Jingan said so.

The rest couldn't help but nodded.

Seeing everyone nodding, Chen Zhengru sighed and didn't say anything more.

"Rubbing poems, I will write the ranking."

Sun Jing'an was afraid that Chen Zhengru would repent temporarily, so he personally took over the task of writing the ranking.

Just four hours later.

Finally, the feast is over.

It was still Sun Jingan who appeared on the stage, holding the list, and spoke slowly.

"Today's test question is one of the best."

"No.1, Great Wei Yuelu Academy, Fan Haoguang."

"No.2, Tang Guo Jingyang Academy, Chao Xingyan."

"No.3, Beiguo Pingyang Academy, Zhongruo."

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Sun Jing'an's voice sounded, and the eunuchs in the palace took the rubbings of the poems and showed them to everyone.

After Sun Jing'an finished reading, she twirled her beard and said with a smile, "Ten talented scholars are invited to come out and receive rewards."

As his voice fell, someone stood up from the crowd. It was Fan Haoguang, a talented scholar from the Wei Dynasty. His face was full of smiles, and there was unconcealed excitement in his eyes.

But the next moment, a voice sounded.

"This Fan Haoguang's poems seem to be inferior to Brother Chao."

A voice sounded, and immediately attracted several voices.

"Yes, although both poems are top-notch works, it is obvious that Brother Chao's poems are even better."

"Not only that, Brother Chao's poems are not only excellent, but also the font is beautiful. Looking at Brother Fan's poems, although they are not bad, the font is obviously not as good as Brother Chao's."

"Sun Ru, is this ranking wrong? I hope Sun Ru will check again."

"Yes, re-verify!"

A series of voices sounded, most of them were the voices of talents from the Ten Kingdoms. They did not raise an issue, but questioned it, and then asked the Confucian scholars to re-examine it.

But as soon as this remark was said, it annoyed the great Wei literati.

"I think Brother Fan's poems beat Chao Xingyan's. As for the font, what's wrong with it?"

"Yeah, you can't afford to lose?"

"In the top ten, nine of them are talented people from ten countries. If I don't have Great Wei, I don't have one. But this number one, the one who is my great Wei talent is my great Wei talented person. If you can't afford to lose, why come here to embarrass yourself? "

Some voices sounded, with displeasure.

After all, among the top ten literati, only one is the great Wei literati, and they are already a little displeased, but they didn't expect that the talented scholars of the ten countries would be so arrogant, would they be happy if they had to step on the great Wei?

"It's ridiculous, why can't I afford to lose? It's just that if it's one, it's one, and if it's two, it's two. The quality of these two poems is comparable, and we can only judge from the other. let someone tell?"

"Can't afford to lose? It's ridiculous. I've been preparing for several years just to get a ranking. If it's one, then why hold this grand event? It's a waste of time to just write that Wei is number one."

"First, there was a mad student Xu Qingxiao who made rude remarks and humiliated me and other talents from the ten countries. Now that the ranking is unfair, is Da Wei so strong? I understand, I have learned."

"Forget it, let me go, it's so unfair, it's better not to come."

"Walk around, this reward is very meaningful? Inferior people are inferior to others. I thought that Wei was one of the three dynasties, but I didn't expect it to be so deceitful."

"Everyone, let's go!"

Talented scholars from the Ten Kingdoms opened their mouths and sneered one by one. In the end, whoever took the lead turned around and left, looking arrogant.

At that moment, figures left one after another, and the talents of the ten countries were extremely disrespectful. This is also the pride of the literati, and they left one after another.

At the banquet, Sun Jing'an had an ugly face, while the six ministers, the officials of the Wei Dynasty, the great Confucian scholars of the Wen Palace, and the deans of the four major academies also had an ugly face.

Taiping Poetry Festival, such an important event, these people are so arrogant, isn't this another slap in the face of Wei?

Seeing this scene, the people were also a little annoyed, but they didn't know what to say.

"A group of people can't afford to lose!"

"A gifted scholar from all over the world, can you be a little more generous?"

"It's ridiculous!"

"If you don't come, you won't come. Are you afraid of waiting?"

The Wei literati couldn't help cursing.

After all, this matter has not yet been settled. As a result, these people left without giving any face. How could they hold back?

"Banquet!"

At this moment, Chen Zhengru spoke with a slightly ugly expression on his face.

soon.

Inside the capital of Great Wei.

Various voices sounded, causing huge repercussions.

"Big Wei is unfair, for the sake of face, disregarding talent, ridiculous."

"It's such a grand event, yet Da Wei colluded so much, treating scholars like us as ants."

"Students of my generation, Xiu Haoran is upright, never thought that distorting the facts is really an insult to a great Confucian."

"It's worth not going to such a grand event."

This is the voice of the talents of the ten countries. They are very angry and think it is unfair.

"Poetry Club Poetry Club itself is a meeting of poetry, correcting its fonts, you guys are really ridiculous."

"To pick a bone, are you here to participate in a grand event or to pick a thorn?"

"If you can't afford to lose, you can't afford to lose. It's unfair that nine of the top ten literati are not from the Great Wei Dynasty? So how is it unfair?"

"Yeah, nine out of ten are you, what else do you want? Do you mean that I am not as good as you?"

The Wei literati also became angry.

It is a poetry club itself, and everyone is comparing poems, not anyone who writes better.

What's more, before the matter is settled, you leave on the spot without giving any face. Isn't this slapping Wei in the face again?

A group of barbarians.

The two sides were very angry, and the people were also a little angry.

That's right, the quality of the poems is about the same, why are you struggling with fonts?Is it better to write than someone else, or better than someone else to write poems?

Besides, it's really too much to lose face like this?

In good conscience, nine out of the top ten are people from your ten countries, isn't that okay?What else?Do you have to step on Da Wei's face to be happy?

It is precisely because of this contradiction.

All of a sudden, the common people became somewhat hostile to these scholars from the Ten Kingdoms.

The main reason is that they didn't listen to the explanation, and just left without giving any face. If you don't give it, these people won't give it either.

Some innkeepers directly clean up people, so get the hell out of me.

Some restaurants directly posted notices refusing people from other countries to stay.

Some literati even sneered and ridiculed.

In an instant, the contradictions were full in an instant, and soon a fight broke out.

The officials of the Ministry of Punishment did not know how busy they were on this day.

Adjust everywhere, and the Wei court also issued an order immediately, not to allow people who hate other countries.

After all, Dawei is a state of etiquette, so playing this is boring.

Later, the Great Wei Palace asked Hua Xingyun to come forward. He traveled around the world and had relationships with scholars from many countries.

He came forward to mediate, and the higher-ups didn't want to cause too much trouble.

It has to be said that Hua Xingyun did have the means to gather talented scholars from ten countries, and then held a banquet to apologize, to understand them with affection, and to move them with reason. He not only talked about the fundamental problem, but also mentioned the incident of their falling out yesterday.

Even if the merits and demerits are equal, they will still go to the banquet today, regardless of the past. As for yesterday's ranking, the imperial court is also discussing it again. After the grand event is over, there will be an explanation.

Having said these words, the talented scholars of the ten countries calmed down a little.

It is to stop the conflict.

But the most important thing is that Hua Xingyun will be attending the banquet today, and the talents of the ten countries calmed down their anger.

After all, if Hua Xingyun can be suppressed at the Taiping Poetry Conference, then everything will be easy to say.

So today's grand event, whether it is the literati of the Great Wei, the common people of the Great Wei, or the talents of the Ten Kingdoms, as well as foreigners from various countries, is full of anticipation.

And in Shouren Academy.

Gu Yan, Minister of the Household Department, has been here.

Zhang Jing, Shangshu of the Ministry of punishment, came here.

Even Chen Zhengru, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, came here.

There are also Mu Nanping brother and sister.

Even Chen Xinghe came to persuade Xu Qingxiao to attend the banquet.

But Xu Qingxiao rejected them all.

"Junior Brother, the Taiping Poetry Fair this time is a little troublesome."

"If you don't come, I'm afraid it will be really hard to end."

Chen Xinghe opened his mouth, earnestly speaking from the side.

He has been there for the past three days, and every time he actively writes poems, but he didn't choose one capital. Maybe it's because the talents of the Ten Kingdoms deliberately prepared, and it's normal for him to condescend to be No.11.

As for why he knows that he is No.11, Chen Xinghe has this confidence.

"Brother, don't try to persuade me, I really won't go."

Xu Qingxiao felt a little dizzy, and I don't know how many people came today, and they all persuaded himself to go.

But the question is, where and what are you going to do?

What are you doing if you are full?

With so many business matters to deal with, why don't you run over and pretend to beep?

Brother, it's cool for you to pretend to be beeping.

But I don't have time, if I don't handle this well, I will lose my head.

Xu Qingxiao was speechless.

If it's all right, he might go.

But there are so many things to do now, it's a waste of time.

"Ugh."

Chen Xinghe was a little helpless, but it was a pity that the poem would have a title. If there was no title, he even thought about asking Xu Qingxiao to write a poem and take it to pretend to beep.

What a pity, what a pity.

Chen Xinghe persuaded him not to bother Xu Qingxiao. It was getting late, so he set off again to go to the banquet and write a little more today. It is impossible that he would not be able to survive the whole capital, right?

Unity time.

This is the third day of the Taiping Poetry Fair.

However, it was different from the previous two days.

Everyone was happy in the previous two times, but today it seemed a little silent and serious.