Time travel, sell Tang poems at the beginning

At this moment, the three top officials of Linzhou came to the small courtyard under the leadership of the palace maid. The governor Ma Jialiang, the Sima Wang Yongzhong, and the academician Yang Yue all stepped forward and saluted, "I pay homage to Her Royal Highness the Princess! I have met the Marquis of Jiangling." !”

Cheng Tianhu and Gong Yuan also stood up and saluted, "Greetings to the three adults!"

Lin Feng stood up and raised his hand, "You three adults, there is no need to be polite. Let's sit down and eat together!"

The three people waved their hands quickly, "Thank you Marquis Jiangling, I have already eaten."

"After eating, let's drink tea. Manager Ye will serve it."

"Yes, Lord Hou!"

A quarter of an hour later, dinner was finally finished. The three chief officials from Linzhou came to visit in person. They were definitely not here specifically to drink tea. Lin Feng immediately asked: "The three adults came to see me in the palace, but what happened?"

Linzhou Academy of Academic Affairs Yang Yue immediately stood up and cupped his hands, "This is the year of the imperial examination. After the Mid-Autumn Festival is the provincial examination. According to the custom before autumn, the Academy of Academic Affairs will hold a poetry and prose meeting. The Marquis of Jiangling is a sage of the world, and he has the best poetry and essays." "Jue Tianxia, ​​I would like to ask the Marquis of Jiangling to personally preside over tonight's poetry meeting."

When Huangfu Yunyun heard this, he immediately became interested, "Mr. Yang, can you, the princess of the Poetry Association, participate?"

"Of course. It's my honor to have Her Royal Highness come. In fact, in addition to the scholars who are about to take part in the provincial examinations, there are also the ladies and gentlemen of various officials in Linzhou City who are coming to the poetry meeting."

Lin Feng shook his head. This is not a poetry meeting. This is simply a costumed version of a blind date meeting!

The marriages of the sons and daughters of the Dayan official clan were nothing more than marriages between the official clans. In addition, various poetry and prose gatherings were held during the imperial examination year, and some even directly selected the son-in-law.

Lin Feng was about to refuse when he suddenly thought that he also wanted to publicize the nutritional value of locusts and let more people eat locusts for disaster relief. Participating in a poetry meeting would be a good choice.

"Mr. Yang, when will the poetry meeting start? Where will it be held?"

"Go back to Jiangling Marquis. It will be held in the back garden of Xuezhengyuan in half an hour."

Lin Feng nodded, "Manager Ye, do you still have the fried grasshoppers?"

"There's some left."

"Wrap it in paper and I'll take it away."

"Yes, Lord Hou!"

Half an hour later, under the leadership of three chief officials from Linzhou, Lin Feng and his party arrived at the back garden of the Academy of Political Science.

At this time, the backyard was very lively. Young men and women gathered together and always had endless topics to talk about. They recited poems and wrote dialogues about the past and the present.

"Brother Yang, I heard that your grandfather has gone to the palace to invite Marquis Jiangling. Is this true? Will Marquis Jiangling really come to host tonight's poetry meeting?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone around them looked at Yang Zhi. Yang Zhi enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded by stars. He raised his head high and said with confidence: "Of course it's true, and you guys Soon we will be able to see the splendor of Marquis Jiangling, who is recognized as a sage all over the world. As for the poems and essays written by him, I will never be able to write them in my lifetime, so I won’t accept it!"

Yang Zhi had a smug look on his face when he spoke, as if he was Lin Feng. Ma Jialiang's grandson Ma Xianwen couldn't stand it anymore, and immediately said: "Yang Zhi, even a small scholar like you dare to compete with the Marquis of Jiangling. Bi, do you have that qualification?"

"Ma Xianwen, I don't have the qualifications, do you have it? Don't think that your grandfather is the governor, so young master Ben is afraid of you. If you have the ability, let's compete to see who can win the title tonight. The bet is 1000 taels of silver. Do you dare? ?"

"Hmph! Let's compete, who is afraid of whom? It's only 1000 taels of silver, I don't care."

"Okay! Let's make a deal then."

"a man of his words."

A huge bet of a thousand taels of silver was settled in just a few words.

Ma Xianwen and Yang Zhi have never dealt with each other, and both of them are popular candidates for the provincial examination. They dislike each other and always quarrel every time they meet. Everyone present is used to it.

Furthermore, one of the two was the grandson of the governor and the other was the grandson of the political scholar. They could not afford to offend either of them, so they had to stand aside and watch the show.

A secluded place in the back garden.

"Sister Yulan, I heard that the Marquis of Jiangling will host tonight's poetry meeting. Do you think he will write poetry at the meeting?" Yang Rui asked curiously.

Ma Yulan shook her head, "How do I know this? I only met him once from a distance, and I never even spoke to him."

"Sister Yulan, have you really met the Marquis of Jiangling? So what does he look like? Is he handsome?"

Ma Yulan looked at the infatuated Yang Rui, smiled and said: "Sister Yang Rui, the Marquis of Jiangling has married Princess Qiuyue, what's the matter? Do you want to be a concubine for the Marquis of Jiangling?"

Yang Rui's face turned red, "The Marquis of Jiangling is a sage in this world. As long as he is willing, what's wrong with me being his concubine? No way?"

"Sister Yulan, don't be so tough here. If the Marquis of Jiangling is willing to take you as his concubine, you will probably be happier than anyone else."

"you……"

Ma Yulan's face suddenly became embarrassed. It was obvious that Yang Rui had hit on her most secret thoughts.

Yang Rui smiled and said, "Sister Yulan, we sisters should not hurt each other. No matter who Jiangling Marquis is, he is just a concubine, so I'm afraid it won't be our turn."

Ma Yulan nodded, "Sister Yang Rui, in fact, you and I have been born very well. Maybe we can meet our right husband tonight!"

"I hope so! I don't want to marry those uneducated children of aristocratic families and become a victim of family marriage."

"I really envy Lu Qiuya. I met Lin Feng early in Jiangzhou. A mere businessman's daughter suddenly transformed into the noble Princess Qiuyue. I wish I had half her luck." Yang Rui said.

Ever since Lin Feng announced in Fengyang Daily that he would marry Lu Qiuya, the love story between Lin Feng and Lu Qiuya has been widely circulated in Dayan, and naturally it has become a hot topic for girls in the boudoir to gather and chat.

"Princess Wenyue, Marquis Jiangling has arrived!"

When the voice came, the noisy back garden suddenly became quiet. As the host, Yang Yue led Lin Feng and others directly to the podium of the Poetry Association and sat down.

Along the way, Lin Feng and Huangfu Yunyun naturally became the focus of everyone's attention.

"Everyone, I, Linzhou Academician Yang Yue, am very honored to invite the current sages Jiangling Marquis and Princess Wenyue to participate in tonight's poetry meeting. Everyone applauds and welcomes them."

"Clap clap clap..."

Under the leadership of Yang Yue, a burst of warm applause broke out in the back garden.

"All of you present are young heroes from Linzhou, representing the future and hope of Linzhou. The provincial examination is about to take place. I hope that each of you can take a further step on the road to the imperial examination."

"Next, I would like to invite the Marquis of Jiangling to personally host tonight's poetry meeting. Everyone is welcome!"

"Clap clap clap..."

Warm applause rang out again. Lin Feng stood up from his chair, looked at the young men and women under the stage, and slowly said: "The country is based on the people, and food is the first thing for the people. Linzhou is now in a disaster year." , although the imperial court has allocated food for disaster relief, we still have to find ways to save ourselves. If anyone here has any good ideas, please feel free to speak out."

As soon as Lin Feng said this, the scene fell silent. I thought that Lin Feng would directly come up with a topic, and then everyone would compose poems based on the topic, but they never expected that Lin Feng would ask everyone for solutions to the locust plague.

At this moment, whoever can come up with an effective way can attract the attention of Lin Feng and even His Majesty. No one is willing to miss such a God-given opportunity.