On the Slender West Lake, the rippling boats can only see a very small black dot.

At this time, everyone on Jiangxin Island once again turned to the distance. Nie Yong held the folding fan in his hand and said, "Today's article will lose great talent, but it's a pity and a pity!"

Nie Yong looked sad, but in fact he was already happy. Looking at Song Jin and Ma Xuewang's several adults looked constipated, he felt inexplicable pleasure in his heart.

From the beginning of today's Wenshu, he was in a state of frustration. He was because Nie Yongzhi was not as talented as Song Jin, Ma Xuewang and others? He was not familiar with human nature and did not understand worldly style and offended his superiors and colleagues? Obviously not! It was because Nie Yong was an outsider, and it was because Xinhe County did not have decent talents at the Wenshu.

Lu Zheng helped him with anger today. This was an unexpected gain. With this opportunity, Nie Yong had the opportunity to fight back. After saying this, the other adults had no room for refutation.

Zeng Guoning, a famous scholar in Yangzhou and the director of Zhishui Academy, was interpreting Lu Zheng's poem. After reading the sentence "Only the fragrance in the courtyard is to be found", he felt like he was crazy. He carefully chewed and pondered the artistic conception of the poem and carefully considered the use of words in the poem. He only felt that the artistic conception of the whole poem was so wonderful.

No poem written in today's literary fair can compare with Lu Zheng's poems, whether it is Qin Yue, Chen Gui, or the masters on the high platform.

"I didn't expect that this son was so young and his talent was so high. Can Guanshan Academy cultivate such a talent? Could he be Gui Liang's closed disciple, and he deliberately released it to shock the Yangzhou literary world today?" Zeng Guoning thought so in his heart.

At this time, the discussion and noise below became more and more enthusiastic. All the people present were talented people, and the quality of a poem could be seen at a glance.

The beauty of Lu Zheng's poem lies in the style of "sading spring and sank autumn", but the lyricism is not weak at all. Moreover, the turning points in the poem make emotions pile up into several levels. Reading his poem is like lying in a beautiful garden landscape. Every time you recite a poem, it is like walking a few steps forward, step by step, layer by layer, with unexpected changes and even more unexpected surprises.

After savoring a poem repeatedly, it still has a sound of surrounds and a wonderful taste. There is no reason why the talented men present are dissatisfied with it.

There were more and more people around Qin Yue, and he still had a piece of rice paper in his hand!

"Qin Yue, do you have any poems? Read it quickly and let me open my eyes!"

"Yes, Qin Yue, is this poem you just read really written by this boy? I think this young master Lu should be only fourteen or fifteen years old. He is so young, so he really has such a poetic talent?"

Everyone said something, and I said something. The purpose is to hope that Qin Yue can read a few more poems and see the popularity on the field. Qin Yue has completely gained the upper hand.

Chen Gui's side, he was alone standing aside. His appearance was lost, as if he had lost his soul. Chen Gui had always been extremely proud. Among the four masters of Zhishui, he did not accept anyone.

But today, Lu Zheng's poem appeared, which was obviously much higher than him, and at this time he could not accept this result.

At this time, someone around him said, "Okay, there is another poem here, 'The waves are misty, the willows are romance, the lonely village is far away, the slanting sun is flying apricot flowers...'"

"It's wonderful, this word has such a high artistic conception, it's really wonderful!"

Someone couldn't wait to ask: "Read the second half of the verse quickly..."

"What a pity, what a pity!" The man was beating his chest and stamping his feet. Everyone came over to take a closer look. It turned out that the words on the rice paper were written casually. Except for the complete poem "Sainting Peony" that Qin Yue just read, the rest were all broken sentences.

Just like this poem, the beginning of the poem has a very high artistic conception, but after writing two or three sentences, I can't see it clearly afterwards. It's either covered by other words or not written at all.

A group of talented men stood beside him and scratched their heads. The crazy feeling in their hearts was hard to express in words. A good work, only the first few sentences or the middle few sentences, could not see a complete poem. It felt so uncomfortable.

At this time, the adults and teachers on the high platform could no longer help. They didn't care about their identities and got off from the high platform and came to Qin Yue's side.

At this time, someone read again: "The flowers fall helplessly, and the swallows return as if they were familiar..."

"This is a wonderful sentence, but there are only these two sentences, and the rest of the content is completely unsatisfactory. What a pity..."

"Go a little bit a little bit. Shanzhu, Lord Liang and all of you are here, everyone is getting better!"

Zeng Guoning, the mountain director of Zhishui Academy, and Liang Quanyi, the Tongzhi of Yangzhou, came. A group of talented men retreated one after another. Qin Yue respectfully presented the rice paper written by Lu Zheng to Zeng Shanchang and Liang Tongzhi.

Next, the two and other adults gathered in the middle of the paper. Everyone watched carefully and savored it. The screams of exclamations came one after another.

Seeing this scene, Qin Yue was filled with excitement and regretted it. If he had known that Lu Zheng had such a talent, he would have to arrange Lu Zheng well anyway. Now, he has missed the opportunity.

At the same time, Qin Yue thought in his heart that with his Qin Yue's talent, it was already very impressive on the ground of Yangzhou. He thought that Lu Zheng's talent was much higher than him. From this, Lu Zheng would definitely not be a thing in the pool. Sooner or later, he would encounter a weathered dragon and soar into the sky.

Qin Yue felt even more ashamed when he thought of this. He was famous for his half-cup, but Lu Zheng was not as talented as he was. The two of them had a quick comparison of their situation.

The Shui Wenhui Society has become a mess. On the Slim West Lake, eight huge dragon boats are waiting in full force. Countless people gathered around the Slim West Lake. However, the adults, teachers, and many talents at the Cultural Society are not aware of it. Everyone is savoring the paper that Lu Zheng left behind!

A piece of rice paper with sloppy handwriting can be said to be a graffiti in letters, but many adult teachers, led by Zeng Shanchang and Lord Liang, seemed to have a treasure. Everyone looked carefully, for fear that if they tried a little force, they would ruin the paper. Everyone looked intoxicated.

"Nie Yong, can Lord Nie be there?"

Liang Quanyi gently raised his sleeves and greeted Xinhe County Magistrate Nie Yong.

Nie Yong walked forward in all directions and saluted, "I am here! What are the instructions for you?"

Liang Quanyi pointed to Xuan paper and said, "Lu Zheng is under your Xinhe County, why haven't you discovered such a talent?"

Nie Yong smiled slightly, with a reserved look on his face. He looked up high, looked at his colleagues, and said loudly: "To be honest, I have known Lu Zheng's talent for a long time. Not only do I know his talent, but I know his origins and backgrounds. This son of Lu Zheng is not from Yangzhou, but the concubine of Duke Lu of Jiangning..."

The effort Nie Yong had put into Lu Zheng was finally useful at this time. He told Lu Zheng's origin, which was nothing more than the Lu family's concubine, who was not tolerated by his mistress, and was forced to leave Yangzhou and live under someone else's roof.

This kind of thing is actually everywhere, but when Nie Yong said this, everyone around him was unfair to Lu Zheng. Liang Quanyi said, "He is such a foolish woman. Is his surname Zhang really the Zhang family? The Zhang family is also the four great masters of Jiangnan. Now they have become merchants. It seems that the whole story is here, which is so sad and lamentable!"

"Mr. Nie, let me talk about this guy's talent and knowledge!"

Nie Yong smiled and said, "When it comes to this talent, I have a story here. I will share it with you today. With this matter alone, I believe everyone can get a glimpse of it and it is only a whole leopard..."

Nie Yong was in a very good mood today. The prefect of Yangzhou was about to change. After the prefect Dai left, Liang Quanyi was very likely to take office. Today he had the opportunity to have close contact with Liang Quanyi, and he had a premonition that his bad luck was about to come to an end.

Immediately, he became flirtatious and told everyone that Lu Zheng was troubled by Zhang Haoran on the first day of his admission to school. How Zhang Haoran colluded with the academy to teach, how Lu Zheng put Teach Deng into a dilemma, and finally told everyone about how Lu Zheng calmly entered the academy.

He saw this with his own eyes, and he was very impressed by Lu Zheng's talent at that time. Now that he said it on such a talented occasion, he added fuel to the fire, and made Lu Zheng even more amazing.

Through his words, Lu Zheng is not only very talented in poetry, but also quite wise. The vulgarity and ugliness of the Guanshan Academy and the bullying face of Zhang Haoran relying on his status as a young master of the Zhang family, is another extreme.

Poor Zhang Haoran claims to be talented, and the Zhang family puts high expectations on him. After Nie Yong's story, he is destined to become the background of Lu Zheng's reputation. Lu Zheng's intelligence and talent show his stupidity, viciousness, vulgarity and despicableness.

I think it will be difficult for Zhang Haoran to stand out among talented men in Yangzhou since today.

The story Nie Yong told was very wonderful, which gave everyone a deeper understanding of Lu Zheng. Liang Quanyi praised: "Mr. Nie is well told. Listening to this story, you can see Lu Zheng's talent and virtue. It is really gratifying to have such talented men in Xinhe County in Nie!"

After Liang Quanyi said this, Nie Yong was in a good mood. Zeng Guoning said: "Mr. Nie, the gate of my Zhishui Academy will always be open to Mr. Lu Zheng. Lord Nie, please mediate and recommend it in the future!"

The two most important adults in the literary club today are so enthusiastic about Nie Yong. Nie Yong was a little flattered, but he still had a question in his heart. This question is based on his mastery. Lu Zheng has a general knowledge of Guanshan Academy and is currently only studying in the B-type category. Is there anything else he doesn't know about?

This thought arose in his mind, but heard Chen Gui shouting not far away:
Chapter completed!