Today is the Deer Feast, the feast of the Great Ming’s great talents.
Ten years of hard work of the students, finally got the ticket to the career, the ecstasy of which is unimaginable, the new lifters are all giddy and spirited;
The banquet is very high, the ingredients are extravagant and exquisite, it is said that one of the dishes called “honey-stained quail”, which took hundreds of days; the lamb used in the banquet is the best, a sheep only take the best half a catty of meat on the leg of the sheep only; hot and cold dishes, desserts, soups and meals amounted to more than fifty-eight!
Drumming and blowing the sheng, singing “Deer Song”.
Looking at the table full of extravagant dishes, listening to the ears of the festive deer music, Zhu Pingan is no appetite at all, yesterday afternoon in the alley scene after scene in front of the replay: the dying, begging, helpless eyes!
The other people are all excited, while drinking wine and poetry, eat good drink good communication good, only Zhu Pingan with chopsticks almost did not eat a bite.
Zhu Pingan was known as the “Rice Bucket” in the child examination, but in front of such a sumptuous wine and food, he didn’t even move his chopsticks, which was so abnormal that some people thought that Zhu Pingan was too ashamed to eat because he was the last in the examination. For example, Guo Zi Oracle who was full of envy and jealousy towards Zhu Pingan thought so.
This time at the Deer Feast, the seats were allocated according to the rankings, and Zhu Pingan and the other last ten lifters sat at a table on the very edge.
Guo Zi Oracle in front of Zhu Pingan at a table, although adjacent, but it is inward into a grade, at the moment looked at the past good appetite of Zhu Pingan a chopsticks did not move, the heart can not help but some sense of superiority: you courtyard examination case so what, three grade officer favour so what, now is not in my back! Prodigy? But it is just a luckier Fang Zhongyong.
“Small Zhu Xian Di, although it is the end of the list and why bother, you are thirteen years old and won the lift, in addition to the famous Yang Ge Lao and who can compare to you.”
“That is, you and we are different, we are the cicada of autumn, you are so young. You’re so young. You’ll surely have great potential in the future.”
“That’s right, now the whole Yingtian City knows that our Ming Dynasty has produced a thirteen year old scholar.”
When the late ranked candidates at the same table with Zhu Pingan saw that Zhu Pingan did not move his chopsticks in the face of the wine and food, they also thought that Zhu Pingan had something to say about the last place. Therefore, the lifers at the same table were all trying to comfort Zhu Pingan.
Eh?
Listening to the relief of the people at the same table, Zhu Pingan was somewhat unable to laugh and cry.
“Thank you for your concern, I’m already satisfied to be successful in the examination, perhaps it’s because I caught a cold last night and my body is not feeling well. A few brothers, enjoy your meal. Don’t let today’s event down.” Zhu Pingan arched his hand to express his gratitude to all the lifters present, excusing himself for not feeling well and letting everyone enjoy their meal slowly.
After hearing Zhu Pingan’s explanation, all of them were relieved, thinking about it, at the age of thirteen, he was successful in the imperial examination, what else is there not to be satisfied with.
So, on the table, we all drink and talk freely, a feeling of impassioned words dung when ten thousand vassals.
Deer Ming Banquet is a literary feast. Naturally, the words sing together.
The people here at the feast also do some cheering word games, such as couplets and so on, can write a good eight-legged essay, these are not a problem. Zhu Pingan although there is no appetite, but also will not be at this time to sweep everyone’s interest, his turn, but also are the next four flat, flowing but also no deliberate place of excellence.
Everyone was happy.
When the banquet was in full swing, the sound of applause came, it turned out to be the top of the table seat Cao Xieyuan did a poem. He was praised by all the examiners and the governor of Yingtian Prefecture.
The top table is all the big players of the banquet, the governor of Yingtian Prefecture and other bureaucratic officials, the South Zhili’s mention of the school officer Lord Zhao, the two chief examiners. Then there were the top three of this Nan Zhili countryside examination.
This table was the centre of gravity of this banquet and was quite influential. Soon, the poem reached the hands of the several nearby tables of lifters, and after reading it, they couldn’t help but let out bursts of applause.
The Bamboo
Bamboo is born in the empty field, the top cloud towers over a hundred searches.
No one appreciates it. I hold my chaste heart in vain.
I’m ashamed to be stained with Xiangfei’s tears, and I’m ashamed to enter the upper palace qin.
Who will make a flute for the dragon?
Some good people copied several copies, one of which was circulated to Zhu Pingan and their table, next to which a brother read it in a staccato manner, which drew a lot of praise from the crowd.
Just after listening to Zhu Pingan, but some do not think, of course, the poem is excellent, and is the use of canonical and emotional, borrowing the bamboo to describe themselves, showing their own clean, clean, high, elegant, but did not meet the Bole, a look is not ashamed of the rich bureaucrats, do not want to dip into the wind of extravagance, has a great ambition of the very high compulsion.
However, Jun year twenty five, should be Zhao Tongzhi catch son-in-law, where will the family wife and children! How can I say that I would rather bend than bend!
“What does Zhu Xian Di think? Seems to have a disdainful face?”
An unkind enquiry came from a table next to him, and Zhu Pingan looked up to see Guo Zi Oracle looking at himself with disapproval.
This enquiry attracted the attention of the surrounding crowd. Everyone thought that Cao Xieyuan’s poetry was well written, but at this time there was someone who disdained it, could not not pay attention to it, after paying attention to it, he found out that it was the person at the end of the list at the last table, and it was also the youngest lifer present, he could not help but to be more interested in it.
“Xie Yuan great talent, poetry is extremely good, just ashamed of myself.” Zhu Pingan smiled faintly in mockery, lightly resolving the unfavourable situation brought about by Guo Zi Oracle.
With one word, everyone was relieved and smiled with understanding. Guo Zi Oracle, however, had an unwilling face, but did not continue to have an attack, waiting for a better time.
Opportunity is left to the prepared person, sure enough, soon Guo Zi Oracle found an opportunity.
Because Cao Xieyuan this song “bamboo” written very good, so it is the top of the table of the big players have the pleasure, so that all the new graduates here to the topic of the three friends of the year, arbitrarily choose one to do a poem to, with the fun of it.
This opportunity is a good time to make a name for yourself, make a name for yourself here, will soon be able to spread all over the South Zhili, the benefits of natural self-evident, so all the new graduates one by one, they want to perform with all their strength.
Guo Zi Oracle quickly wrote a “Bamboo”, and then turned his attention to Zhu Pingan, and then some excitement, because Zhu Pingan delayed pen, and face sadness. Poetry is easy to make, but good poetry is hard to find. Looking at his face full of sadness, even if he could write it, it would definitely not be any better!
That’s right, Zhu Ping An didn’t have the slightest intention to move his pen.
Looking around these future helmsmen of the Ming Dynasty here, bored thinking to hold poetry, bothering to formulate sentences, feel very ironic.
Poetry?
Taibai in the world also has nothing to do!
More people in this world need not poetry written, they do not like poetry and painting, they do not need what not to bend not to do power and nobility of the high and mighty, dying they want just a bowl of rice even mixed with sand!
