There is a stream outside the south of Ningbo Prefecture City, with green trees on both sides of the stream.

Sitting by the stream and listening to the gurgling water, if you have another glass of wine, it would be a happy life.

Early in the morning, when the sun was just shining on the stream, some servants came here one after another.

They cleared a clearing of the open space by the river, then carried away the cut trees, and covered the stumps against the ground with grass, so that they would not feel abrupt.

After a while, scholars came one after another, and the river suddenly became lively.

These people have under-crowned and gray-bearded hair, but they all have one thing in common and reserved.

I saw everyone bowing to each other by the river, and I only had a glass of wine.

When Mu Yan saw this lively scene, he smiled and quickened his pace, greeted people all the way, walked to the person in charge, Qian Wen, and bowed, "Brother Yan, thank you for your hard work."

Qian Wen has a good family background and is enthusiastic. He bowed and smiled and said, "It's just to make some wine and food. The servants are idle and idle, and they are not worth mentioning. Mu Yan, when you pass the imperial examination, your father will be going to get your name, right?"

Mu Yan said embarrassedly: "My father said that I am too absent and it is difficult to pick up words."

Qian Wen smiled and said, "It's not easy to get, hahahaha!"

Mu Yan then integrated into those circles and greeted people everywhere, looking particularly energetic.

"It's great to be young!"

Qian Wen, who was in his twenties, looked at Mu Yan running around enviously, and then ordered his servants to set up a table and drink.

After the two maids who recorded the poems were in place, the poetry meeting officially began.

So the poems filled the stream, so everyone was slightly drunk. When the sun was in the sky, the few who had poor alcohol content were already in vain.

"It's so lively!"

Just as everyone was reciting poems and writing, a few people walked out of the woods and praised the leader.

Qian Wen frowned and looked at the visitor, and came over and asked, "Dare you ask where the distinguished guest is?"

He placed manpower outside the woods, and according to reason, no one could come in.

But the man in front of him looked very calm, and there was no sign of attacking the two men who looked like servants behind him, which made Qian Wen a little confused.

There was a slightly drunk scholar by the stream who had just written a poem, which won a lot of cheers. When he was proud, he saw a stranger coming in and shouted: "Brother Yan Dao, get them out!"

Qian Wen had already started a family, but he was not a naughty man. Although he saw the visitor, he had a simple traveler, but he had an entourage, so he asked, "I dare to ask the man's name of Gao's surname."

The visitor held a folding fan in his hand and knocked his palms casually, and walked forward.

"I'm awake."

The visitor kept walking to the front of the crowd, and asked with a smile: "Who wanted Fang to get out just now?"

"Fang Xing..."

The scholars present looked at each other in surprise, and someone suddenly shouted: "It's Xinghe Bo!"

In an instant, the stream was silent, and the scholar who had just shouted turned pale. His legs trembled and he blinked and said, "Students...students...who do not know is not guilty..."

There were several tables by the stream, with wine and food on them. The smoke from the cooking stove was scattered in the distance, and the servants were sending them to heat up the food at any time.

Fang Xing glanced at the man, walked to the table and took a wine glass, poured it himself, and raised his glass and said, "I heard that all the wise men are here today. Fang came here without invitation... Be a villain, you can do it yourself. Fang wants to hear the masterpiece of the young handsome man in Ningbo Prefecture."

The scholar saw that Fang Xing did not pursue the matter, and he couldn't help but weaken his legs and quickly grabbed the shoulders of the people around him, so he didn't make a fool of himself.

"He is Fang... Xing and Bo?"

Someone asked in a low voice.

"Who dares to pretend? That's asking for death!"

"It's okay to pretend to be a small official, but he is a fool, who is a famous man."

Xing and Bo, who are famous outside, are drinking and even ate a few slices of braised pork, without any concerns about being poisoned.

Qian Wen hurried over and bowed: "I have met Xinghe Bo. Today's poem will be filled with Xinghe Bo, which should be a grand event."

Fang Xing nodded slightly and said, "You can write poems, listen to it."

Qian Wen responded with a smile on his face, but he was complaining secretly in his heart.

With such a great god here, who can concentrate on writing poetry?

Moreover, this is the pioneer of science and is a mortal enemy of Confucianism.

Listen?

I'm afraid I have to hear if anyone dares to praise and criticize the current problems!

The last time when Jinling arrested Yan Bingxing, those students of the Imperial College who spoke for justice were taught a lesson by students that the students should not talk about political affairs, and then the Imperial College was punished additionally.

I don’t even have a chance to speak, it’s so miserable!

But beyond Qian Wen's expectations, the scholars were excited.

The sound of chanting poems echoed by the stream again, the wine was constantly consumed, but the atmosphere became more and more high.

Qian Wen was stunned, then thought about it carefully, and then looked at the expressions of these people, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

Some people want to demonstrate and let Confucian rebels who are drinking and leisurely in their minds see what poetry is.

The other part, with a flushed face and a flash of eyes, obviously hoping to get this person's blue eyes.

After all, the prince is in Jinling!

If you are attracted by the prince and you will be more successful in passing the imperial examination, then congratulations, you will be on the road of Qingyun from now on.

Mu Yan was full of curiosity, and his reckless nature made him extremely brave.

So when Fang Xing was siping light wine and eating all kinds of delicious food, he was also a little curious when he saw Mu Yan coming over.

"Everyone here is afraid of me, why are you not?"

Fang Xing frowned slightly. Today he didn't want to preach for science.

When Mu Yan saw Fang Xing being willing to pay attention to him, he said excitedly: "Xinghe Bo, the student knows that your poem is not gorgeous, but it is very touching. It feels like... it's like a person fighting the whole world, which makes people feel excited."

Meeting a fan here made Fang Xing a little confused. He asked, "Which song?"

He had been a thief several times before, but he forgot about it.

It is probably because he sang that the Great Han Dynasty had to go east, and the bronze pipa and iron chao board meant that Mu Yan poured himself a glass of wine, and after he drank it in one sip, he chanted:

"What do you want to do when you have a transportation service? You have not dared to turn over and have already met. You have broken hats and covered your face in the downtown area. You have leaked the boat and the wine flows in the middle..."

Mu Yan's voice gradually became louder, and the chanting sounds over there stopped, and they all looked at this side.

Someone whispered: "That man's poem is nonsense, and even a three-year-old child can do it. Mu Yan's flattery posture is too ugly."

"That's right, whatever luck and what's not daring to turn over is all the self-deprecating of that person, how hypocritical!"

"Then you go and correct me?"

"If you love, you will go, that man is famous. If he remembers it, sooner or later the whole family will be in trouble!"

"Then what are you muttering?"

A scholar frowned and said to his two companions who were muttering: "This poem is better in artistic conception. At that time, Xing and Bo were all enemies, which fitted the artistic conception, which was the most appropriate one."

"I am cold in my eyes and pointed at thousands of people, I am willing to be a ox for a child, hide in a small building and become a united state, regardless of winter, summer, spring and autumn!"

The scholar sighed and said, "Looking at Xing and Bo's actions over the years, they are arrogant and arrogant, but they have made great contributions to the state. This is the minister who is not a party or a group! It turns out that he is cold and pointed at thousands of people! I admire him!"

Fang Xing didn't know that he had a fan among these scholars. When he saw Mu Yan blushing after chanting, he smiled and said, "You remember clearly, but seeing that you are still young, you can't drink too much, which is harmful to your health!"

Mu Yan bowed his hands to receive the teachings, and then asked, "Bo Xinghe, are you here to arrest people in Ningbo? The student knows a few corrupt officials."

He is so old that he feels so righteous! Fang Xing smiled and said, "No, there are some things to be done, but I have to thank you for your fate."

Mu Yan said aloud and said in disappointment: "Students will definitely go to the capital in the future. I hope they can visit you at that time."

Fang Xing nodded and said, "Fangjiazhuang is just outside the city of Peiping. You are welcome at any time."

After saying that, Fang Xing bowed to the scholars and turned around and left.

"Is he here to listen to our poems?"

Fang Xing left, the scholars' interest decreased greatly, and Qian Wen was very tactful and asked people to send staple food to everyone to use.
Chapter completed!