Chapter 7104 Take a seat
The British Government.
The square was noisy, like a vegetable market, not like a meeting place for literati at all.
Feng Meiyu was slightly dazed. He was thinking that the master promised him to let him meet Luo Xingchen. Can he really do it in this posture?
He is at least a scholar, the kind of scholar who has long been famous and is only one step away from becoming a scholar.
Apart from that, everything is done.
To be a master of Juren, in Daqi, it is extremely glorious and can bring glory to the ancestors, not to mention that there are so many Juren gathered together.
"Didn't someone say that they want to meet and date Luo Xingchen? I think someone doesn't even know what Luo Xingchen looks like." Feng Yu was still looking weird next to him.
But Feng Meiyu didn’t want to argue with him anymore, but looked at Feng Qingsu.
Before coming, the head of the family had already made arrangements. This time Feng Qingsu brought his brothers here to explain to them how to identify people.
The only one who can recognize many scholars is Feng Qingsu.
Feng Qingsu has a wide circle of friends in the capital, and his vision is naturally much better than that of his two younger brothers.
“That’s Feng Qingyan from our same clan over there, I don’t need to say anything more.” Feng Qingsu first glanced at Feng Qingyan and said.
Feng Qingyan is wearing a white robe, with a graceful demeanor and a delicate face. From the outside, you look like a handsome young man.
But Feng Meiyu, who knew Feng Qingyan's character, felt like her stomach was churning. At this moment, she only felt like she wanted to vomit.
"You are looking at that young master, Zhang Anbang, a distant relative of Zhang Tingyu, the cabinet minister. He is a talented person. He has published a collection of poems and essays so far, which is quite influential in the entire capital."
Feng Qingsu said.
Feng Meiyu stared at Zhang Anbang.
Zhang Anbang is very tall and stands out from the crowd. There are many scholars around him, chatting and laughing with each other.
"That is Dou Jinhan, the Dou family. You should know that it is a famous family that has been passed down for thousands of years. Although it is somewhat declining now, the roots of the family's education are still there." Feng Qingsu continued.
The aristocratic temperament accumulated by the family for thousands of years is vividly reflected in Dou Jinhan.
Even if Dou Jinhan stands with his hands behind his back, he is still the center of attention. This kind of natural aura cannot be imitated by others.
“Look, that’s Beiliyuan, from Beilijia, a wealthy family in the north. It is said that he is very famous in the north.” Feng Qingsu said.
Bei Liyuan has a slender figure, a high nose bridge, and a faint blue halo in the pupils of his eyes.
"Brother, have you seen Bei Liyuan? He has never been to the capital before, has he?" Feng Meiyu asked.
"I haven't seen him before, but he must be Beiliyuan. Look at his temperament and some blood from the Western Regions. If he doesn't come from the north, could he be from the south of the Yangtze River?" Feng Qingsu said confidently.
But the next moment, someone nearby called him a name, and he was stunned.
"Brother Fang, it's really rare that you can come from Jiangnan this time." A scholar next to him said in salute to "Beiliyuan".
Feng Qingsu suddenly turned red and his face was burning, as if someone had slapped him hard with the sole of his shoe.
Feng Meiyu was also secretly amused. The slap in the face came so fast that even he was caught off guard.
"Ahem, my eyesight is stupid and I didn't see clearly. Look over there. That's Bei Liyuan. Look at his temperament, his handsomeness, and the killing and fortitude of a warrior. He must be Bei Liyuan. That's right, the Beili family in Beiliyuan is the ancient general in the north." Feng Qingsu coughed a few times and changed his gaze.
"Brother, that...he is Luo Xingchen." Feng Yu's words beside him were like a dagger, stabbing Feng Qingsu in the back.
"Luo Xingchen? Let's take a look... His eyes have been very bad lately. Could it be that he stayed up late reading and his eyes were damaged?"
Feng Qingsu stretched out his hand and rubbed it. He glanced ahead again.
"Yes, that's Luo Xingchen. It's too easy to mistake them. They are all wearing white clothes. From a distance, they all look the same."
"Okay, let's not talk about this first. Let's talk about it first. Speaking of Luo Xingchen, that is our master this time We need a target, but it’s not easy to get close to him, but it’s not as difficult as he imagined.”
Feng Qingsu saw that he was getting darker and darker, so he simply changed the topic and stopped talking about the previous topic to avoid being picked on. Keep the pigtails tight.
"Brother, are you sure?" Feng Meiyu asked in a low voice.
Feng Qingsu said confidently: "I saw Luo Xingchen's information in advance. His father is the general who protects the country, Zhongyonghou, and a military general, and his mother, Yang, established the first trading house in Daqi. Duan's He is powerful, but he is engaged in business affairs. Although Luo Xingchen is the youngest person to be elected, but influenced by his family education, he is mostly interested in military and business. If I start from these two aspects, it should be fine..."
While Feng Qingsu was talking, a scholar walked quickly towards Luo Xingchen, but when he walked a short distance in front of him, he was stopped by a tall man.
"Master, please stay. Mr. Luo, please forgive me for not being a stranger for the time being."
The scholar who wanted to say hello had no choice but to walk away angrily.
When Feng Qingsu saw this scene, his mouth opened wide and he couldn't close it.
"Brother, do you want to go there?" Feng Meiyu reminded.
"What's the point? He doesn't even see strangers." Feng Qingsu looked annoyed.
After preparing for so long, I didn’t expect that it would be useless at all. No matter how talented he is, if he is not a regular customer, he will not be seen at all, so what’s the use of being talented.
"Forget it, it doesn't mean that we have to see Luo Xingchen." Feng Yu curled his lips, and there was a look of gloating in his eyes.
Anyway, since Luo Xingchen couldn’t be seen, the one who got scolded was none other than Feng Qingsu.
Who calls him the eldest brother?
He actually has the right to inherit the position of head of the family since he was born, so he should bear the pressure he should bear.
"Let's go, go and take a seat first, and see you later."
Not long after, the British prince Zhao Shang came to the stage.
As soon as he came, everyone sat down in their seats, no longer talking, but turned their eyes to Zhao Shang.
Now they are guests, and the host is the British Duke Zhao Shang.
"You are all the talents of Daqi. This time, our Zhao family has followed the emperor's order and celebrated the queen's birthday in advance. It just happens to be a cultural gathering for young people to communicate. It is not a good idea."
British Duke Zhao Shanglai made an opening statement, and then explained the three items of the literary meeting: first, lecture; second, essay; and third, poetry comparison.
These are also important items in the imperial examination. Except for policy questions, everything else is included.
"In order not to waste your time, this is the beginning. Those who are willing to give lectures and have unique insights can come to the stage."
After the British Duke Zhao Shang finished speaking, He stepped aside and sat down on a nearby seat under the stage.
(End of this chapter)