Lu Zheng really didn't care about the so-called Guanshan Poetry Association. In his opinion, this was all the money and stupidity of Zhang Chengxi. He insisted on gathering a group of so-called literati to hold a poetry meeting to demonstrate the background of the so-called family of poetry and rituals.

In fact, Zhang Chengxi's approach can only highlight the vulgar taste of the Zhang family's merchant family. The Shushuiwen Association and the Guanshan Poetry Association are completely different. The false prosperity created by Zhang Chengxi by spending money to invite the innocent prostitute is in the eyes of real scholars, this is the style of a nouveau riche, which is a very disgusting approach.

A true master will agree with the Guanshan Poetry Club because of a little money? What Zhang Chengxi can invite is just a group of down-and-out literati or a wise man. As for the students of Guanshan Academy, most of these people don’t even have fame and fortune, but just a group of mobs. It’s okay to write limericks like this, but how can you write any good poems?

Therefore, Lu Zheng did not pay attention to this matter, nor did he want to participate, nor did he think that someone would use this matter to continue to make traps for him.

"Ying'er, what's going on? I don't seem to be in a good mood?" Lu Zheng narrowed his eyes and stared at Ying'er.

Ying'er's pretty face turned slightly red, she shook her head and said, "No, no?"

Lu Zheng smiled softly and stopped talking. He slowly walked back to the study and continued to read "Shiwen Collection". Lu Zheng recently studied Shiwen. According to Master Luo's guidance, the most important thing in learning Shiwen is to recite.

The more articles you memorize, the faster you can improve your writing skills. The so-called "reading a book a hundred times will make you understand the meaning." If you read more articles, you will naturally have gaps in your heart. If you memorize more articles, you will naturally have outlines in your mind when you write articles.

Recite first, then imitate, then play, and finally strive for excellence. There is no shortcut to this process, and you have to make hard work!

Lu Zheng was a human being in his two lives, had rich experience in life, and had natural advantages in human relationships and human affairs, but these were not related to writing articles, especially writing time.

If Lu Zheng really wants to follow the path of imperial examinations, he must work hard. He himself is very clear about this, so he dare not slacke in his homework.

Lu Zheng was doing his homework seriously, and Ying'er kept wandering around, looking a little anxious. When Lu Zheng finished his homework, she took a deep breath and said, "Third Master, today I...I went to Miss Baoyi's courtyard. They... They were thinking of ways to make you look ugly at the Dragon Boat Festival Mountain Viewing Poetry Conference!"

Lu Zheng frowned slightly, suddenly smiled, and said, "Is that so? Let me make a fool of myself? Do they have the ability? Just based on Zhang Haoran and Zhang Baoyi? I don't know where they come from their confidence!"

"Uh..." Ying'er said something and thought to herself: "I've been worried about him for so long, but he doesn't care at all!"

"I heard from him that it was such a toad yawning. I was so angry. Did Brother Hao and the eldest lady take it seriously? But I didn't hear that he could still write poetry!"

Ying'er's thoughts changed, and Lu Zheng said again: "What's wrong? Ying'er, don't you believe it?"

Ying'er pouted and said, "I know that the third master is smart, but I have never heard that the third master is good at writing essays and poetry!"

Lu Zheng laughed and said, "Oh, I'm not convinced by your tone! But I'm not afraid of you not convinced. I'm really not interested in that poem about Laozi.

Since ancient times, poetry has only hurt the spring and the autumn. Now it is hot summer and the Dragon Boat Festival. Is it possible that they can come out to hold a poetry party? Can they produce good poetry in this season?”

Lu Zheng paused and said, "And it is not enough to have a mountain-viewing poetry meeting. The Sima family was afraid of falling behind, so they set up a West Lake poetry meeting, and the Duanmu family also rushed to create a White Horse poetry meeting.

Merchants think that if you have a lot of money, you can hold poetry gatherings, but you don’t know that poetry is the most difficult. If you can buy poetry with money, what else do scholars in the world do?”

Ying'er stared at Lu Zheng with wide eyes, speechless. Lu Zheng's words sound absurd at first glance. He also talks about the seasons when writing poems? Only spring and autumn can write good poems?

But if you think about it carefully, Lu Zheng said that poetry is nothing more than sad about spring and autumn, but it seems that this is true. Most of the popular poems are really poetry that is sad about spring and autumn.

As for Lu Zheng's later ridicule of the Zhang family, Sima family and Duanmu family, it is even more undeniable. Poetry is indeed priceless. Everything is inferior, but only high school students are well-educated. Even if the merchants have a wealth of wealth, they are not as good as those of poor scholars' poetry and books.

Ying'er had a lot of things to say to Lu Zheng, but now she can't say anything.

In her opinion, Lu Zheng could not do well in Shiwen, and even more so in poetry. This time, Zhang Haoran and Zhang Baoyi deliberately targeted him, and this situation would definitely be very dangerous.

After all, hundreds of talented men gathered on the scene. Once Lu Zheng made a fool of himself, his reputation would be ruined. A scholar became a bad reputation. How could he continue to study?

Now, the poetry meeting is about to begin. Zhang Haoran, Zhang Baoyi and others are all preparing to thank the guests behind closed doors, but Lu Zheng is still memorizing Shiwen leisurely. He has not realized the seriousness of the matter at all. Isn’t this so anxious?

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During the Dragon Boat Festival, the Zhang family is decorated with lights and colorful colors inside and outside, making it very lively.

Everyone in the family put on new clothes and looked brand new. Early in the morning, Zhang Chengxi asked the selected dozen girls to line up outside the main entrance. In the small square outside the main entrance, the cuckoo was in full bloom and arranged into a big "poetry" character, graceful and luxurious, with great visual impact.

Gradually, talented people from Guanshan Academy and Xinhe County gathered in the Zhang family, and Zhang Chengxi personally welcomed the guests, with great enthusiasm.

Hundreds of servants and maids from the Zhang family were busy. The poetry meeting was arranged in the garden below Guanjing Mountain. A high platform was set up in the garden, a red velvet carpet was laid on the platform, and hundreds of densely packed cases were placed.

There were famous brands on several tables. At a glance, it was amazing. Zhang Haoran came here early in the morning. As more and more students at Guanshan Academy, he was surrounded and became the core.

There are male guests on the platform, and there is also an attic on the east side of the platform. This attic is exactly the attic of Hexiang Garden. The attic faces the platform and covers its sight with tassels. Behind the tassels, Yingying and Yanyan have gathered many ladies.

Zhang Baoyi, Zhang Rouyun and others have been here long ago. There are also some women in the boudoir with their sisters, as well as big grandmothers Liu Wan and Ying'er, with a total of more than a dozen people.

"Hehe, sister, have you seen it? That's Mr. Tian! Look, he has been looking here, are you looking at you?" Zhang Rouyun said with a smile.

When she said this, everyone was laughing at each other. The girls could clearly see outside through the gaps of tassels. Tian Zepeng and Shu Yuan had both deliberately dressed up today. They stood beside Zhang Haoran, one left and one right, looking around, with extraordinary charm.

Zhang Baoyi admired Tian Zepeng more. When she heard Zhang Rouyun's teasing, her face turned red and she said, "I'm going to die, my third sister, you are all innocent, I don't think that's the case!"

A little girl popped up beside Zhang Rouyun, but she was a girl from the Xu family. She smiled softly and said, "Miss Three, I like Mr. Shu Yuan!"

When they said this, everyone burst into laughter. On this occasion, the girls were all a little excited. On ordinary days, they could only stay in the boudoir to embroider and read. It would be a great joy to watch a show occasionally.

Like today, they can see such lively scenes and see the talented people they admire appear in front of their eyes. The excitement and excitement in their hearts can be imagined.

For a moment, everyone was playing and having fun, and it was very lively. The atmosphere in the attic was very lively, and even Ying'er and big grandmother Liu Wan's face were red.

At this time, Zhang Haoran and others were also very excited. Today's occasion is an opportunity for them to become famous, and whether they can become famous in the spring exam next year will be on the list.

What's more, there are still many beauties watching at the scene today. After becoming famous, if you can get the admiration of the beauties, it will be even more exciting. In this way, what else can you ask for in your husband?

"Brother Zepeng, have you seen the attic opposite? Baoyi is in the attic now, maybe she will look at us. Brother Zepeng, perform well today and strive to win her heart!" Zhang Haoran chuckled.

Tian Zepeng smiled reservedly and straightened his chest to make himself more upright. He said to the classmates around him: "Dear students, the attic opposite today are all famous ladies from Yangzhou. Our scholars are famous today. I hope everyone can make a big splash at the poetry meeting."

As soon as Tian Zepeng said this, everyone became excited. Everyone couldn't help looking at the attic opposite. Some people were ready to beat their hands and wished that the poem would start immediately.

Zhang Haoran looked at the atmosphere and said, "Everyone, there is another great talent in today's poetry meeting! We must learn about the talent of this great talent later. This great talent is Lu Zheng!"

Tian Zepeng said on the side: "What kind of talent is Lu Zheng? He is not even a mediocre, he is just a fool. This time, the fools of the Bingzi title are not invited. Lu Zheng is actually the Bingzi title. He is said to be unable to read "Hundred Family Surnames". How dare such mediocre talents come to the poetry meeting?"

"Yes, if Lu Zheng dares to come today, we must let him make a fool of himself!" Shu Yuan cheered beside him.

He and Tian Zepeng are both hard-core followers of Zhang Haoran. They know what Zhang Haoran wants to do. They sang and reconciled, and immediately mobilized everyone's emotions.

Zhang Haoran had already thought of a way to deal with Lu Zheng. At the instigation of everyone, he told the plan one by one, and everyone applauded.
Chapter completed!