Soon, Black Pig Resentment Yuan was summoned, and Deng Shenxiu talked about his doubts. Black Pig Resentment Yuan only replied with eight words: The water rises and the ship rises, and resentment arises from the heart.

Deng Shenxiu had savored it for a long time and found some tricks.

The so-called "water rises and ships" should be said that Mr. Deng is different from the past and has higher requirements for the receptors that provide resentment.

The so-called resentment comes from the heart, which should mean that Tan Ming’s unhappiness is not emitted from the bottom of his heart, and it cannot reach the level of resentment.

In other words, he may not be able to use his mouth to make Chuchu and Meiren Sang provide resentment in the future.

With a worried heart, Deng Shenxiu was inevitably wandering. It was Tan Ming who beat his shoulder and then he woke up. He looked at it carefully and had already reached a high platform.

The platform is thirteen steps from the ground, more than ten feet in length, with a wooden structure, with a red carpet on it, and seats are listed everywhere.

There were dozens of young Confucian scholars standing in the center of the high platform, and there were many people who were not qualified to take the stage but were eager to watch the fun. There were about two thousand people.

Tan Ming presented an invitation and made way for the four guards guarding the steps.

After reaching the high platform, under the guidance of Tan Ming, Deng Shenxiu also went to the central position and stood among the Confucian scholars.

He looked around and saw that except for the seats in the main seat of the high platform, dozens of people sat around each on the other three sides. Some were as handsome as the demeanor, some were wearing purple official uniforms, and some were noble...

He saw Su Qing in the crowd, but his position was not conspicuous, and he also saw Tan Ming. The dignified Hanyang County official could not even get a seat here, and stood behind Su Qing.

He also saw that Qin Qing had a seat.

When he looked at Qin Qing, Qin Qing was also looking at him. The concern in his eyes flashed and he gently blew his cherry mouth, as if he was encouraging.

Soon, Deng Shenxiu's gaze was on the face of a man in his thirties. The man was wearing a white robe and a thin and hard face, and was staring at him.

With just one glance, Deng Shenxiu recognized that this person must have come from the Weiyuan Marquis' Mansion, because this guy looks seven or eighty-eight times like him, but his temperament is much worse, one is like the wind under the moon and the other is holding a bed bug in the mud.

As soon as he saw it, he felt disgusted.

Little did they know that Deng Xiaoxian’s feelings were the same as Deng Shenxiu’s feelings.

Soon, all the Confucian scholars who were qualified to stand in the center arrived. An old man with white beard stood up and walked to the empty seats in the center and said aloud, "Everyone, today our Yuelu Academy held a Luming Conference to gather talents from all over the world..."

The speech was Geng Changqing, the elder of the foreign affairs of Yuelu Academy, who was also the host of the Luming Association.

The opening remarks are nothing more than those clichés, first of all weather, then sigh, then advocate, finally be loyal to the emperor and patriotism, and finally express a blessing.

Geng Changqing spoke loudly, and Deng Shenxiu was dozing off when he heard it. Suddenly, he heard someone calling his name, and then everyone looked at him.

However, Geng Changqing mentioned that he attended the Luming Conference this time and selected Luming's talented man, and asked a representative to speak, which was his Deng Shenxiu's name.

I don’t know much about Deng Shenxiu in the field, but I have almost heard of it.

As long as one person pointed it out, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Deng Shenxiu's central idea of ​​attending the conference was to be greedy, pretend to be timid for a while, and he always pretended to be happy. He never expected Geng Changqing to break his dream.

Before he could speak, he saw a young Confucian scholar with a sharp eyebrows saying aloud, "I have heard of the name of Deng Shenxiu in Hanyang for a long time. There are many rumors in the world, but how talented he is, there are not many people who see him. Elder Geng wants Deng Shenxiu to speak on behalf of us, but I dare not refuse to obey.

But does Deng Shenxiu have the ability and qualifications? Hanchuan dared to verify one or two."

The speaker is Jiang Hanchuan, a Tanhualang who is in the autumn examination today. He is very talented and has great strength. However, at a young age, he has already cultivated Haoranqi to a clear state of mind. It is very impressive.

As Jiang Hanchuan finished speaking, everyone agreed.

Since ancient times, literati have been neglected and all those who can stand on the scene are talented people. In addition to Tanhualang, Jiang Hanchuan, there is also Wu Daoling, a genius of Confucianism who became famous at the age of seven, and Gao Beidou, a former Jinshi who passed the imperial examination at the age of sixteen...

All of these people are successful and talented. Compared with them, Deng Shenxiu's reputation has soared recently, but besides his reputation and those few poems, are there any indicators of being strong?

Comparing diplomas and popularity, what is the persuasiveness of Deng Shenxiu?

At this moment, Geng Changqing asked Deng Shenxiu to speak as a representative of Confucian scholars, which in the eyes of Jiang Hanchuan and others, was a slap in the face.

Those who are around can tolerate it, but their reputation is suppressed for no reason. These young and successful talents are really unbearable.

Geng Changqing's face was slightly dark. He called Deng Shenxiu as a representative, which was a last resort to weigh the pros and cons.

As the host of this Lu Ming Association, Yuelu Academy only hopes that this Lu Ming will proceed smoothly and end successfully. By the way, borrow the talents of all Confucian scholars and suppress the increasingly unstable Confucian Confucian Monument.

However, even such a simple purpose cannot be achieved easily.

The prince of the Eastern Palace, the prince of the Yan palace, and the cabinet were uninvited, which added countless hidden worries to Lu Ming this time.

The process of selecting Confucian scholars to speak this time is to be omitted according to his original intention.

But the controversy was extremely controversial, so he had no choice but to keep it.

He knew very well that the three parties would make waves for the candidates for this speech. As a last resort, he chose Deng Shenxiu.

This gentleman's fame has soared sharply recently. Although he has a strong hype atmosphere, his reputation as Deng Shenxiu can barely be used as a shield.

But Geng Changqing did not expect that the competition between the Eastern Palace, King of Yan and the Cabinet was so fierce that it did not care about his elder Geng's face.

"This time, the selection of representatives of Confucian scholars is the power of our Yuelu Academy. If students have any opinions, they can withdraw from the selection of talented men of Luming."

Geng Changqing is not fighting, but showing his attitude. He must never let these three parties fight unscrupulously and ruin the conference.

Jiang Hanchuan bowed and said, "Elder Geng misunderstood. We will not have any objection to the academy select anyone to be a speech representative. Only Deng Shenxiu, the world only listens to rumors about him, but does not know how much he really deserves.

If the candidates are not good, it will be a huge loss to the academy and Lu Minghui. The students have no other intentions, but I just hope that Deng Shenxiu can prove himself. The students are not talented and are willing to make this touchstone himself."

"Elder Geng, Tanhualang is talking about the truth. Although Yuelu Academy is the organizer, I am here to participate in the grand event and I don't want anyone to spread gossip in the future, which will bring shame to today's grand event." The speaker was a short middle-aged man with a slightly rich appearance in the south.

The person was Nie Wenqing, the youngest secretary of the Eastern Palace, who was sent to Lu Minghui to compete for the leader of the Confucian Monument, and Jiang Hanchuan was his leader.

"What Lord Nie said is reasonable, and there are rumors that 'The one who spreads my poems is not the teacher, but Deng Shenxiu of Hanyang'. Such a rumor of great rebellion can also be circulated. Who is the initiator? Isn't it worth pondering?

It is inevitable that some villains will arrange these rumors to deceive the world by making a name for themselves. We must observe them."

The long beard and middle-aged man who expressed his opinion sat in the north, which was the prince of the Prince of Yan's Mansion. How can the famous scholars today seek the truth?

Geng Changqing did not expect that the competition between the Eastern Palace and the Prince Yan Mansion was so unscrupulous. He couldn't move his wishful thinking, so he could only look at Deng Shenxiu and said, "Deng Shenxiu, what do you think?"

Deng Shenxiu said, "Elder Geng is very loving, and the students are very frightened. I think what the gentlemen said makes sense. What kind of students are so virtuous? How can students dare to speak at this grand event? Students are willing to give up the virtuous."

If you can't win, can you still not?

Jiang Hanchuan said, "Brother Shenxiu is afraid he didn't understand it. Today is not the question of whether you give up the wise or not, but people in the world want to know how much brother Shenxiu is to prove the ignorance of rumors."

At this Lu Ming meeting, a demonic wind blew from nowhere, hyping Deng Shenxiu's reputation as high as the sky.

In order to praise Deng Shenxiu, countless young talents became Deng Shenxiu's stepping stones, and Jiang Hanchuan was one of them.

At this time of Lu Ming meeting, Jiang Hanchuan had already been trying to compete with Deng Shenxiu, which made Deng Shenxiu lose in a bad mood. Naturally, he would not let him pass easily.

Deng Shenxiu said, "It happened to be before lunch yesterday, Deng said that he had made an appointment, 143 pounds, 4 taels and 8 ounces. I didn't expect that Brother Jiang was interested in this."

Jiang Hanchuan was furious, and laughter came from the stage and the audience.

"This creepy ghost is not even a joke." Qin Qing snorted, but the smile at the corner of his eyes could not be hidden.

"Deng Shenxiu, a dignified Hanyang, has gained fame recently. Could it be that he only has the time to talk? Today is such a grand event, Deng Shenxiu, if you don't show your skills, you will not be able to pass this level."

Wu Daoling, wearing a white robe, walked in front of him, looking cold.

"According to the rules of Suiyuan's poems, use a spoon to cover it and point to the objects to write poems to prove the talent."

A Confucian scholar in red robe stepped forward, with a majestic weapon, and a silverfish bag hanging around his waist. He was a former Jinshi and a member of the Hanlin Academy.

“I have no problem.”

“It can’t be better.”

After Wu Daoling and Jiang Hanchuan made their statements one after another, everyone stared at Deng Shenxiu.

Deng Shenxiu shrugged, "Everyone wants to play, Deng will accompany you."

Several key figures expressed their opinions one after another, and Geng Changqing sighed slightly, and had to prepare the objects.

Soon, a wide and long strip was lifted up to the high platform, and more than a dozen mahogany square boxes were placed on the strip, and a copper spoon was placed in front of a group of mahogany square boxes.

The so-called "scooping a spoon" refers to the poem, which means that the poet turns the copper spoon. After the copper spoon stops, he points to which square box, and then takes out the square box, and uses the object as the title, and then makes a poem within twenty.

Such a battle is extremely difficult, and it is not enough to be promoted if you are not a talented man.

Geng Changqing acted as the decree of the poem, and before the decision was made, "Who will come first."

Jiang Hanchuan took the initiative and stepped forward, and Geng Changqing turned the copper spoon.

Soon, the handle of the copper spoon pointed to a square box, opened the square box, and took out a round fan woven in a beautiful way.

Jiang Hanchuan's fingers moved gently, and a smile floated onto the corner of his mouth. He heard him chant, "Fan the round fan and the round fan, I will worship you in the Qingshu Palace. The autumn wind enters the trees in the courtyard, and I will never meet again. There is a girl riding on the phoenix and a net full of insects. Next year, I will enter my sleeves, especially a practice in the machine."

As soon as this poem was published, a lot of praise sounded throughout the audience, and Jiang Hanchuan stood proudly with a bow.
Chapter completed!