Song Zhi sat in the courtyard with a book in his hand!
But he had no intention of looking.
I looked at the bright starry sky that was blooming with fireworks not far away.
Wobbling in my heart.
Go?
Or not going?
He suddenly thought of a solution.
He put down the book in his hand and pulled out a copper plate.
Place in the palm of your hand.
I thought to myself, if it's positive, I'll go, if it's negative, I won't go.
He threw the copper plate into the air.
The copper plate fell.
He clenched it tightly in his palm.
My heart sank, and I opened my palms to take a look.
It turned out to be positive.
The result is to go!
Song Zhi was helpless, but in the end he still accepted the so-called "fate" arrangement.
Then I went back to the house and changed into a slightly better outfit.
So that I don't look so out of place.
Finally, he went with a lantern.
Today, almost half of the people in Gaoding City have come.
As far as the eye can see from the street, there is no end in sight.
Song Zhi had never seen such a scene.
"Big city" is just different!
Crowded, lively.
It is also very festive to hold any event.
He squeezed into the crowd and went to Wenqiao.
There is a very smooth red corridor on the side of Wenqiao, which is full of tables, chairs and benches, many ladies have arrived, and there are many writers and children of noble families.
Behind the promenade is a spacious courtyard with several long tables with pen, ink, paper and inkstones, and lanterns hanging above and around the courtyard.
Further back from the courtyard is a lake with a pavilion on the edge of the lake.
There is a light yarn hanging around the pavilion!
Can't see inside.
And sitting in the pavilion can completely see the situation here.
Song Zhiding hesitated in place.
The hand holding the lantern couldn't help but tighten a little.
I don't know who suddenly saw him and shouted at him: "Brother Song." ” When he heard the sound, he saw a well-dressed and good-looking man walking from the corridor.
Well?
Who is this man?
Song Zhi quickly searched in his mind.
Not at all impressed.
The man walked over with an enthusiastic face, put his arm on his shoulder, and said, "Why are you so late?"
” Song Zhi still opened his mouth in the end: "Are you?"
” "You don't know me, I know you." “…… Yes?
” "My name is Yuan Jiang, and there was a poetry meeting before, do you remember Xue He's poems?"
Oh!
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Song Zhi nodded: "Remember." ” The man said, "I was there at the time, and you know that no one but you could come out of the people who were there, and you were really talented." ” "Thanks for the compliment, I ......
It's just a matter of luck. ” "Don't be modest, go, hurry in, I'll make room for you."
"Thank you."
The man dragged Song Zhi in.
He sat down in the empty seat next to him.
Song Zhi immediately blew out the lantern in his hand and put it at his feet.
A lantern also requires several copper plates, so this old lantern can't be lost.
He was nervous, and he didn't know what to say to the person next to him.
Yuan Jiang poured him a cup of tea: "Song Gongzi, you taste it." ” Song Zhi smiled slightly, picked up the tea, first put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, and then took a sip.
The fragrance of tea is overflowing.
Sweet in the throat.
He said, "It's good tea." ” Yuan Jiang poured him another glass: "If you like it, drink a few more glasses." ” Very welcoming.
And it was difficult to persuade him, and Song Zhi also drank several glasses in succession.
Several people at the same table also asked about Song Zhi's family background.
After all, the people who can be invited here are people of fame and status.
But when they heard Song Zhi's background, everyone was surprised.
Dare is a poor boy.
They changed tables one after another.
Only Yuan Jiang and the other two people who were close to him remained.
Song Zhi had a little embarrassment on his face.
Yuan Jiang patted him and said, "Brother Song, don't mind, they are all superficial people, don't be like them." ” Song Zhi smiled and said nothing.
And two of Yuan Jiang's other friends pulled him aside.
Very curious, he asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Why is there such enthusiasm for a poor scholar?
” "What do you know?"
"Tell me about it."
Yuan Jiang looked back at Song Zhi, then lowered his voice and said to the two: "Think about it, although that scholar is poor, he has a lot of background!"
I heard that Master Li from the City Division is very familiar with him, and Mr.
Ji, who solved Du Mubai's case this time, is also familiar with him, which shows that he is definitely not simple, back Later, someone held it up.
Besides, his talent is obvious to all, and he must be one of the top three. ” The other two people suddenly realized.
"I see."
Yuan Jiang: "So having a good relationship with him now will definitely help me in the future." ” "I didn't expect you kid to be so shrewd and think so far."
"It's your shortsightedness."
Several people whispered for a while.
Subsequently, several people were very kind to Song Zhi.
Very welcoming.
This made Song Zhi confused, he was a poor bastard, were these people wrong to be courteous?
But it's not good to ask the reason directly.
I had to give up.
And it was in the pavilion on the lake, and at this moment, Nayan was sitting inside.
From the moment Song Zhi appeared, his eyes were always on Song Zhi's body.
Regarding Song Zhi's talent, he is also clear, the last poetry meeting, he was the one who came out with Xue He's poems.
In addition, this person has a close relationship with Li Cheng and Ji Yunshu, so he must be outstanding.
Therefore, Nayan also specially invited him to participate.
That's right, the initiator this time is Nayan.
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His purpose is also very simple, that is, to find a person who is expected to become a top three as a protégé.
And this goal, he temporarily placed it on Song Zhi's body.
The guards who followed him asked, "Lord Wang, are you sure he can?"
” Nayan frowned slightly.
Then he took the tea in front of him and took a sip in his mouth.
He hooked his cold lips and said, "Is it him, we have to see if he has such ability, this king doesn't want to find a waste like Xue He to be his protégé, and when the time comes, it will affect this king again." ” The guard added, "However, there is still a slight concern among the subordinates. ” "What concerns?"
"It's Song Zhihe......"
The guard wanted to speak and stopped.
Nayan looked at him, "Say."
The guard looked at Song Zhi, who was sitting at the table in the distance, and said: "My subordinates think that Song Zhi is a little stupid, although reading is a good material, but his usual style is a little intriguing, and he looks very rigid, even if he can really be a high school champion in the future, I am afraid that he will not be able to stay in the official position."
How long, so the subordinates are worried. ” Nayan carefully considered one or two.
This is not without reason.
Indeed it is!
Song Zhi is too stupid!
Too stupid!
And such a person can only live for about two episodes in a TV series.
Not to mention that if he is really a high school champion in the future and enters the court as an official, he will definitely be the one who suffers everywhere at that time.
So, Nayan hesitated.
Because the "newcomer" he wants to choose, he must be smart.