"The flowers are exquisite and fragrant in the garden, and the beautiful banquet is filled with golden cups."

"The drunken poems are all cheerful, and the sitting in the middle is an exiled official."

When Zhu Jin finished reading this poem, the students in the inner courtyard applauded and applauded.

"Good poem!"

"Brother Zhu is worthy of being a young talent!"

"With Brother Zhu's literary talent, I will definitely be on the winning list for the provincial examination next year!"

At the same time, Zhu Yong, Duke Cheng, nodded and smiled, asked a middle-aged man beside him, "Fengcheng Hou, what do you think of this son writing poetry?"

Fengcheng Hou's lineage also started his family in Fengtian Jingnan and lived in Nanjing for generations. It was passed down to the Zhengtong period as the second Fengcheng Hou Li Xian. In history, he would take over the position of garrison in Nanjing after Li Long, Xiangcheng, and was considered to be one of the more powerful nobles stationed in Nanjing.

"It is well written, the poem is rich and generous, and it has the meaning of free and easy blessings, which is very suitable for today's banquet."

"Xie Fengcheng Hou praised it."

Hearing Li Xian's words, Zhu Jin took the initiative to thank him very appropriately, with a look of pride on his face. After all, it is not easy to show his face in front of many important officials, let alone receive praise.

After listening to Fengcheng Hou’s praise, the maid Xueer quietly leaned over and asked in Chen Qingtong’s ear.

"Miss, is this Zhu Jinshi really well written?"

"On average, Fengcheng Hou is just polite."

Chen Qingtong replied disdainfully. It must be too much to call Zhu Jin's poem a limerick, but the whole article has nothing outstanding, so it can only be considered barely qualified.

As for the praise and praise of Fengcheng Hou, on the one hand, he was purely polite. As an elder, it was impossible to refute the face of his younger generation on such occasions. On the other hand, Zhu Jin was the legitimate grandson of the Zhu clan elder, and he was considered a close branch of the Zhu clan relatives. Zhu Yong, Duke Cheng, had to give him this face.

So many times, what is commented on is poetry, and what is actually about human feelings and worldly ways.

"How good is Mr. Shen's poetry level? Can he show his knowledge today?"

Xueer asked with curious eyes blinking. She knew that the lady invited Shen Yichen to the banquet together to show her knowledge in front of everyone like Zhu Jin.

It is said that today Yingtian Prefecture Prefecture and the Nanzhili Admiral Xuezheng were present, and they were the chief examiners of the Prefecture and Provincial Examinations. If they could be appreciated, the road to the imperial examination would be twice the result with half the effort. I just don’t know what the Wencai of Mr. Shen is.

Facing Xueer's question, Chen Qingtong was subconsciously stunned. She seemed to have no idea about Shen Yichen's academic level. However, judging from the grades of the private school and the current situation where the children's students did not pass the exam, Shen Yichen's academic knowledge should not be much better.

At the beginning, I simply thought that today's family dinner was an opportunity, but I forgot to consider whether Shen Yichen had the ability to seize the opportunity!

"That, I don't know much..."

Chen Qingtong replied in a low voice, his tone very guilty.

"What if Mr. Shen is not knowledgeable?"

Xueer also saw Chen Qingtong's guilt, and Shen Yichen was still studying in a private school in the outer courtyard, so he probably didn't have much better knowledge.

It's nothing to be able to make a big splash at a family dinner, but it's just a fear of making a bad impression at a family dinner. That's really a mistake.

Sometimes things are just about fear. Xueer just asked what to do. Zhu Jin, who had finished writing poetry, said, "It is better to have fun and everyone else than to have fun alone. I heard that Brother Shen Yichen, a student at the school in the outer school, is talented and smart. Why not write a poem to help you all come and enjoy it?"

Chen Yichen, who was waiting for a meal, suddenly heard Zhu Jin clicking on him, and his heart was like a dog in his heart. No wonder he took a special glance before writing poems, and it turned out that he was waiting to find an opportunity to make himself embarrassed.

Not only Chen Yichen was very unhappy, but Zhu Yong, the Duke of Cheng Guo, who had a smile on his face, gradually became gloomy after hearing Zhu Jin's words.

Chen Yichen is an illegitimate child who is in the genealogy. When he appears in such an occasion, he is prone to criticism. What's more, Zhu Jin also emphasized the word "school child", which is almost equivalent to telling everyone that Chen Yichen did not even pass the exam for the child, which is truly a face for the Duke Cheng's Mansion.

Moreover, Zhu Yong knew in his heart how knowledgeable Chen Yichen was. Didn’t this make him look ugly in public?

"My friend Chen, are you still a school child?"

Zhou Shun, the magistrate of Jiangning, couldn't help but ask in surprise. He thought Chen Yichen was probably a scholar, and it was even possible that even a juren might have to be a child at the most time.

Unexpectedly, this kid is not even a child, and the schoolchildren also sneak into the family banquet of the Duke of Chengguo Mansion?

Facing the question, Chen Yichen could only nod and admit it awkwardly, then stood up and said, "Brother Zhu has been polite. If you don't have any knowledge, you may not be able to write any good poems to avoid disturbing all the good deeds."

Chen Yichen has always been aware of his own level. It is not a big problem for him to show his rote memorization. Original poetry is really hard for modern people. At present, he can only bear it to be a limerick level.

It would be a shame to make oneself humiliate, so I might as well find an excuse to make excuses.

But Chen Yichen didn't expect that he would admit defeat. After Zhu Ji, the second young master sitting opposite, looked at him, Zhu Jin still chased him relentlessly and said: "Brother Chen, you are too humble now. Could it be that you don't want to show it in front of all the adults?"

Before, Chen Yichen borrowed the name of Taining Hou and made Zhu Ji suffer a loss. He had already made up his mind that he would not let Chen Yichen go no matter what.

Now, borrow Zhu Jin's mouth and put Chen Yichen on the fire to make sure that this kid is disgraceful to repay his hatred!

Faced with Zhu Jin's aggressiveness, Chen Yichen also understood that it would be difficult to escape this time, so he simply fought back: "I'm telling the truth below. When it comes to poetry writing, I really can't compare to you, Brother Zhu."

Originally, when Chen Yichen said this, the winner smile appeared on Zhu Jin's face. It seemed that the maid understood what his identity was.

Unexpectedly, Chen Qingtong suddenly burst out with a slight laugh. Under this influence, guests from other tables also burst into laughter one after another, and even the eyes of many people looking at Zhu Jin changed.

The reason why laughter comes from Chen Yichen's words "flattering" is superficially self-worthy, but in fact it has a pun, implicitly satirizing Zhu Jin's poems.

The reason lies in Zhu Jin's last sentence "Everyone sitting in the middle is an exiled immortal official". The original meaning of exiled immortal refers to the state of a god after being demoted to the mortal world. Later, it was extended to people with superb talents and purity and freedom from the world. Very talented literati such as Li Bai and Du Fu were once called "exiled immortals".

Zhu Jin said that all the officials present were Li Bai, and a banished immortal like Du Fu was just flattering?

Originally, this kind of bragging is normal in poetry. At most, people who listen to it feel a little embarrassed to be over-liked, but if you are directly penetrated, the taste will be completely different.

Everyone present is the best in the imperial examinations in the Ming Dynasty. How could it be that Chen Yichen's sarcasm is normal to laugh, but not laughing can only mean that he has good concentration.

Accompanied by laughter, Zhu Jin also reacted to Chen Yichen's insidious insult. There was a smile on his face, but it instantly turned into a pig liver color, and his body trembled because of shame and anger.
Chapter completed!