Another World's Imperial Examination Official Path

Chapter 247 Lantern

Both sides of the street are full of cries and yells, and there are also deafening gongs and drums during the period. Anbei City shrouded in darkness is more festive than the daytime atmosphere.

"A lot of lanterns!"

There was too much noise around, Yunmengxi could only hear each other clearly if he spoke loudly beside Chuzhuang.

"Mengxi, hold my hand tightly, let's not get separated!" Chu Zhuang responded loudly.

Yun Mengxi held Chu Zhuang's hand tightly, the corners of his lips could not stop rising, he would hold these hands for a lifetime, and he would not let go easily.

Seeing Yunmengxi's bright smile under the lights, Chu Zhuang felt a warm feeling in his chest.

In modern society, he has seen countless beautiful lanterns, but for him, they are not as good as the current scene.

The scenery is not important, the important thing is the people who accompany you to see the scenery.

"Chu Zhuang, this is the first time we have celebrated Qixi Festival together!" Whenever Yunmengxi thought of this, the corners of Yunmengxi's lips could not stop

rise.

"That's right, there will be a second, third, and one in the future!" Chu Zhuang shook Yunmengxi's hand vigorously, and vowed.

"One hundred?!" Yunmengxi widened his eyes and murmured, "Then we have to live another hundred years!"

The two of them were pushed by the crowd and came all the way to the river. The surface of the river was sparkling, reflecting the flickering lights on the bank.

Several painted boats floated on the river with lights and festoons, and from time to time there was a burst of singing and laughter.

"Hey, what are they doing?" Yunmengxi asked curiously, pointing to the crowd in the distance.

Chu Zhuang looked in the direction of Yunmeng River, and there was a tall lighthouse not far from the river bank, covered with delicate and beautiful lanterns, surrounded by people, pointing at the lanterns above it from time to time.

"Let's go take a look."

Chu Zhuang and Yunmengxi walked over to watch the excitement, and they were originally out for fun today, so how could they not satisfy their curiosity when they encountered a lively scene.

"This year's first-class lantern is made by Master Lu, it really looks exquisite and extraordinary!"

"I just don't know who won the first-class lantern this year!"

"I guess it's Zhang Yuanbin!"

"The number one talented person in Anbei, Zhang Yuanbin? He also came to participate in the poetry meeting?!"

"Isn't it!"

"Zhang Yuanbin may not be able to get this No.1. I heard that Chu Hesheng also participated in the poetry meeting."

"Isn't this Chu Hesheng An Nan's genius? Why is he here?"

"I heard that Dongfeng Mansion was taking the exam and happened to pass by here."

"Tsk tsk, then this year will be very lively. Anbei and Annan are fighting with each other, and I don't know who is better.

Chuzhuang and Yunmengxi came to the lighthouse and looked at the lanterns on the lighthouse with surprise expressions.

On the two-meter-high lighthouse, a total of ten lanterns were hung from bottom to top. Compared with the ordinary lanterns they saw on the street before, the lanterns here are undoubtedly more than one grade higher.

Especially the lotus lantern on the top. The lotus petals seem to be carved from various thin jades of different colors. The candlelight protrudes from the center of the lotus, shining colorful lights, which is extraordinarily dazzling.

"The lanterns here are so beautiful!"

Yunmengxi had seen all kinds of lanterns around, but he couldn't help but marvel at the lanterns in front of him.

His gaze stayed on the lotus lantern, and he couldn't move his eyes after seeing it.

Chu Zhuang glanced at Yunmengxi beside him, smiled and asked, "Do you like it?"

"Yeah!" Yunmengxi blinked, came back to his senses, and sighed: "These lanterns are so beautiful!"

Chu Zhuang's mind moved, and his eyes stayed on the lotus lantern on the top.

Since it was the first Qixi Festival that he and Yunmengxi spent together, there must be some commemorative gifts!

Yunmengxi likes this lantern so much, it's the most suitable gift!

"Brother, please ask." Chu Zhuang looked at the passers-by and asked, "Who put these lanterns here?"

"Don't you know?" the passer-by looked at Chu Zhuang in surprise and asked.

"We were passing by for the exam and saw the delicate and beautiful lanterns, so we couldn't help but ask." Chu Zhuang explained with a smile.

Hearing that it was a stranger passing by, the emotions of the passers-by around became high, and you introduced Chu Zhuang word by word.

It turns out that this Anbei Prefecture will hold a grand poetry fair every year on Qixi Festival, as long as the talented people who sign up can participate in the poetry fair.

And the top ten in the poetry club can get the corresponding lanterns on the lighthouse.

Talented scholars are so excited to participate in the poetry meeting, and the second is to get lanterns. The most important thing is that through this poetry meeting, they can become famous in the city!

"Poetry meeting!" Chu Zhuang nodded thoughtfully, and set his eyes on the lotus lantern on the top, showing a look of certainty in his eyes.

I have read three hundred Tang poems by heart, and I can copy them even if I don't know how to compose them.

To deal with a small poetry meeting, Chu Zhuang is still no problem.

"This is the most famous event in our Anbei Mansion. If you are interested, you can go and participate!"

The passer-by was interested in seeing Chu Zhuang, pointed to the riverside and said, "See the biggest painting boat by the river? Just pay one gold coin and you can go on the painting boat to participate in the poetry meeting."

Chu Zhuang nodded and thanked him, "Thank you brother for letting me know."

"You're welcome, you're welcome..." Passers-by spoke excitedly and gossip about this poetry meeting with Chu Zhuang.

Chu Zhuang was not interested in being the number one talented person, so he dragged Yunmengxi away when he heard the news about his relationship.

"Chu Zhuang, are you going to attend the poetry meeting?"

Yunmengxi knew Chu Zhuang very well, and when he saw him ready to move, he knew what he was thinking.

"Don't you like lanterns? I'll win you that lotus lantern." Chu Zhuang scratched Yunmengxi's straight nose and said with a smile.

Yunmengxi blushed, lightly patted Chu Zhuang's hand and said, "There are a lot of people around here!"

"No one saw it." Chu Zhuang said indifferently.

Although there were many people around here, the willow trees on the bank and the night covered their sight, and no one saw what was going on on their side.

"It just so happens that today is the Qixi Festival. I use this lantern as a gift to commemorate our first Qixi Festival." Chu Zhuang said affectionately, holding Yunmengxi's hand.

"Well, then I'll wait for you here." Yunmengxi believed in Chuzhuang's strength, he said that if he could win the lantern, then he would definitely be able to_

"Waiting for me here?" Chu Zhuang was slightly taken aback, and said, "Of course you went with me, why would I let you here alone."

"what?"

Yunmengxi couldn't help being moved when he heard Chu Zhuang's words. Of course he wanted to participate in such a lively event, but he looked in the direction of the boat and showed hesitation: "But, there are all men over there. Me, does it matter if I go?"

In the final analysis, Yunmengxi is just a pair, and it's a man's occasion. Wouldn't it mind if Chu Zhuang took him to participate?

"As long as you want to go, it doesn't matter." Chu Zhuang smiled, he was not a rigid ancient person, of course he hoped to go with Yunmengxi on such an occasion.

"I, I want to go!" Yunmengxi thought for a while, and expressed his true thoughts, but he held his forehead with some embarrassment and said: "But my Shuang'er imprint..."

There will always be a red mark on Shuang'er's forehead. Although Yunmengxi looks like an ordinary man, the mark on his forehead is still easy to recognize his identity.

"follow me!"

Chu Zhuang took Yunmengxi to the street, and found a hat for him to wear, which just covered the mark on his forehead.

"Isn't that all right?!"

Chu Zhuang looked at Yunmengxi and said with a smile.

Yunmengxi took out the small mirror that he carried with him to take a picture, showing a look of surprise, nodded and said: "I can't see it at all!"

"Let's go in!"

After paying two gold coins, Chuzhuang and Yunmengxi entered the painting boat smoothly.

As soon as the two entered the painting boat, they saw a group of people talking enthusiastically around a table. When they got closer, they realized who had made a good poem, which attracted everyone's praise.

"Brother Li, a talented person, this word will definitely enter the top ten!"

"That's right, if Zhang Yuanbin and Chu Hesheng hadn't competed together this year, I'm afraid it wouldn't be an exaggeration to rank this word first!"

"Where is it? It's just an occasional gain. Naturally, I don't dare to be the first name. Please criticize and correct me." Li Ming cupped his hands and evaded a few words, but he couldn't help showing a complacent look on his face.

Chuzhuang and Yunmengxi looked at each other, walked over, and looked at the words on the table.

Yun-student-Mengxi didn't know much about poetry, he looked at the words on the table and couldn't distinguish good from bad, blinked his eyes, looked sideways at Chu Zhuang and asked: "Chu Zhuang, is this word good? "

Listening to these people's praise, it seems to be quite good.

Chu Zhuang studied it for a while, and although he didn't like to compose lyrics, he still knew how to appreciate them. After reading it, he frowned slightly and said, "The posthumous poem is novel, with a melancholy style, and it is literally a good poem. "

Hearing Chu Zhuang's praise, the corners of Li Ming's lips twitched slightly, revealing a smug expression. He opened the folding fan to delete and delete, and said proudly: "Hey, there is another one who is impressed by my talent!"

"but stomach"

Chu Zhuang changed his voice, looked at Yunmengxi and continued: "From the conception point of view, this poem has the feeling of a young man who doesn't know his worries, and expresses his sorrows in order to write new words."

The person who wrote the poem should be a young boy who doesn't understand the true meaning of love, hate and parting. In order to be able to write a good poem, he insists on expressing sorrow, so from the overall conception, it will feel very weird.

Li Ming's face froze slightly, and Chu Zhuang directly pierced his mind. A look of embarrassment flashed in his eyes. He angrily put away the folding fan in his hand, looked at Chu Zhuang and said, "Oh? Listen to this young master. Meaning, it seems that I don’t like this clumsy work, I don’t know

Master Dao, what masterpieces can you show us all to appreciate? ! "