Not only those who were only Jinshi went to the Confucius Temple to worship, there were animals, brocade flags, and 200 people, all wearing brocade robes with cloud patterns.

The clothing materials, brocade flags and tributes placed inside and outside the temple alone would not cost less than ten thousand taels of silver.

At the end of the day, even Shi Zhongkui's body felt exhausted, let alone some weak people.

Even if no one fainted, there were already many people who were in a state of excitement, and the clerks who were looking after them were experienced enough.

By evening, the new imperial examination officials and officials were basically no longer in the mood to eat or drink.

Fortunately, there was more than an hour to rest before the dinner. Everyone sat in twos and threes on the chairs on the high-rise building to chat or take a nap, eat some pastries and water, and then calm down.

As Jieyuan, Shi Zhongkui's every move is of course the focus of everyone's attention.

Some older ministers and officials saw that his posture was always upright, and they suddenly felt envious and sighed in their hearts.

To pass the examination as a young person and to be a Jinshi as a young person is a bit like the fact that modern people should become famous as early as possible, otherwise they will not be so happy.

During the lantern lighting time, the high-rise building is hung with lanterns of different sizes and shapes one after another.

This is also a long-standing tradition of climbing high buildings, or a way to make money.

If you want to hang your own lanterns upstairs, in addition to being good at lantern riddles and being either a noble or an official in your family, you must be a frequent visitor to high-rise buildings and be at the level of a wealthy guest.

For a businessman who has money but no status, no backer, or a backer not high enough, or a businessman who wants a son-in-law to be his backer, a local rich man is willing to spend two to three thousand silver a year to choose a son-in-law.

Shi Zhongkui looked at the lanterns hanging in the main hall of the banquet, without any thought of guessing.

People spent so much money to hang their own lanterns in, not really for the sake of fame and contribution to the imperial examination.

And if you guess the lantern riddles correctly, it’s easy to say that the matchmaker will come to chat with you the next day.

But if you guess wrong, the shame will be thrown at grandma's house.

"Boqian is the Duke of Xie Yuang, so he should offer some advice, otherwise he will have to recite a poem. However, if this poem cannot be recognized by the chief and deputy examiners and the curtain rollers, he will lose money and avoid disaster."

Shi Zhongkui rolled his eyes in his heart, the last sentence was the key point.

But no Jie Yuan would dare to let himself fall into that kind of situation.

Since he didn't want to guess lantern riddles, Shi Zhongkui walked to a book table in front of the banquet hall without hesitation.

There were 200 people in the hall, including the chief minister and deputy examiners, plus hundreds of pairs of eyes in the circular attic built around the hall. When they saw him walking directly to the desk, some people sighed and some were excited.

Xue Pan, Jia Lian and Jia Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bo Qian is indeed a true gentleman," Jia Rong said in a low voice, "I heard that several Dukes' mansions, more than a dozen Hou Bo's homes, and even the prince's mansion and the homes of second- and third-rank officials all made an exception to participate in the lantern riddle this year.

meeting."

Xue Pan laughed and said, "Brother, I'm not worried about this. Besides, my sister is not bad. You two are just worrying about it."

Jia Lian and Jia Rong couldn't help but feel angry. It was you, you idiot Xue, who was sweating nervously just now. Now you are actually teasing your uncle and nephew.

The two couldn't help but look at each other, thinking about how to make Xue Pan bleed.

In the lobby, Shi Zhongkui actually didn't need to pretend to be thoughtful. After all, after knowing that he had won the election, he had already thought that he would write a poem at the Luming Banquet.

Holding the pen and pretending to walk back and forth by the desk for seven steps, when he happened to stand in the middle of the desk, his face lit up.

Dip the pen in ink and write on the fine rice paper: Li Du's poems have been passed down by thousands of mouths, and they are no longer new. Talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has been leading the way for hundreds of years.

Yuan Donggang, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy who was the closest, one of the six deputy examiners, could also be said to be the curtain officer. After seeing it, he was stunned on the spot.

This sentence states that talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years, which directly compares all the poetry of the Zhou Dynasty over the past century.

As for the first line of Li Du's poems, which has been passed down by thousands of mouths, it is no longer new. Under the background of the latter line, although Shi Zhongkui still felt that Shi Zhongkui was arrogant, no one stood up to accuse him.

Everyone was born as a Jinshi, and they still have some knowledge.

Moreover, Li Du's poems are definitely very good, but after hundreds of years, I feel a little tired of hearing them.

Besides, whether this poem is good or not, even a young child can tell. If he stands up to reprimand Shi Zhongkui now, someone will jump out to find trouble for him tomorrow.

If someone says that you can write a poem like this if you have the ability, then you will be in big trouble.

"What exactly is it written? What are you waiting for, the shutter-roller? Please quickly order someone to sing it."

In normal times, how dare the nobles present to instruct the officials.

But today is the deer roaring banquet, and no one in charge of the examination dares to appoint him. As his deputy, the deputy examiner happens to be the one to do this.

After hearing the discussion, Yuan Dong just took a deep breath, glanced at Shi Zhongkui who was standing aside with his hands folded, and sighed deeply.

He personally picked up the rice paper on the desk and carefully dried the ink. Then he called his bookboy and asked him to hold the rice paper up to his chest.

While showing it to the people around him, he read aloud, "Li and Du's poems have been passed down by thousands of mouths, and they are no longer new. Talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years."

As soon as the words fell, the scene fell silent, followed by gasps and exclamations.

Words such as "Wenqu came down to earth and his talent was as good as Cao Zijian" were all blamed on Shi Zhongkui.

In a waterside pavilion not far from the climbing building, there were many female relatives and young ladies who came with their mothers. After hearing the reports from the maids, some of them suddenly became demented.

The thought of wishing to marry Shi Boqian will definitely be talked about in the boudoir in the capital from time to time.

The six curtain-rolling officials couldn't help but panic when they saw that Yuan Dong just took the rice paper from the boy's hand, rolled it up, and carefully put it into the long sleeves of his official robe.

"Sir, you are disgraced."

Yuan Donggang laughed nonchalantly, "I am the examiner of the Jinke Provincial Examination and should be the teacher of the candidates. The poems written by this student are not accepted by me, the teacher. How can I let you go?"

"this,,,."

The six curtain rollers immediately cursed Yuan Donggang in their hearts for being shameless for actually saying it so directly, but what he said was completely correct.

Although the deputy examiner is also an examiner, he is not qualified to be someone else's teacher.

Unless the emperor comes, no one can take away the rice paper from Yuan Donggang's hand.

Not to mention that Yuan Donggang's words clearly had the intention of playing rogue.

After this was known to the surrounding nobles, officials, and even a few officials who came to see the fun in person, the discussion became even louder.

"Yuan Donggang, you are not the son of a human being."

Yuan Donggang chuckled, turned back to the main seat and sat down. Without saying anything, he picked up the wine flask with a smile, filled a glass of wine, and drank it in one gulp.

When everyone saw him like this, they could only scold him even more fiercely.

Yuan Donggang then laughed and said, "Boqian, you must go to my master's home tomorrow to talk about it. I have some words to tell you and at the same time I can leave an inscription and seal on this poem."
Chapter completed!