They were all people with self-restraint.
After glancing at Zhang Feng, they withdrew their gazes again.
It was the first time that a banquet was held in the river. If it were any other time, they would really want to take off their shoes and socks like Zhang Feng. It would be comfortable, but they didn't dare to do so.
They wanted to save face!
When Li Xiaogong saw that they were seated, he looked at Jingshu, who was beside Zhang Feng, and nodded slightly. "I've long heard that Miss Jingshu's zither skills are extraordinary. Would you do me the honor of joining us today?"
After all, Jingshu was a woman who had seen grand occasions. She stood up and bowed slightly to Li Xiaogong. She said that she was flattered and then remained silent.
When Zhang Feng saw this, he touched Jingshu's small hand slightly. Jingshu nodded and walked in the direction of the zither.
This scene made Li Xiaogong and Cheng Yaojin look at each other and then laugh. Jingshu pretended not to hear them and walked straight to the zither.
The two maids beside the zither saw Jingshu take her seat and gently waved their round fans. They looked so beautiful and set off Jingshu's otherworldly aura.
After the zither sounded, Li Xiaogong looked at everyone indifferently. "In that case, let's start today."
"Prince Zhang!"
After Li Xiaogong sat down, he raised his cup. Zhang Feng thought that Li Xiaogong wanted to drink with him. He hurriedly raised his cup, only to find that Li Xiaogong had already put the cup on the table and seemed to be resting with his eyes closed.
Zhang Feng was slightly stunned. He saw that the two people opposite him, as well as the three people from the Ministry of Works and Rites, were covering their mouths and snickering.
Cheng Yaojin coughed and made a gesture of reciting a poem. Zhang Feng was speechless.
"Damn it. Let Lao Tzu compose a poem."
"You're a man with a military background. Why are you pretending to be noble and virtuous here?"
Seeing this, Zhang Feng was slightly unhappy. He lazily clasped his hands to Li Xiaogong. "In reply to Lord Li, I only know some sour sentences. How dare I embarrass myself in front of Lord Li and the two presidents?"
As soon as these words came out.
Several people instantly looked at Li Xiaogong.
Only then did they understand that they wanted to give this guy a chance to stand out.
Did they want to use their hands to help Zhang Feng?
Did they want to use their hands to prove Zhang Feng's reputation?
They were not fools. Of course, they knew that on the 15th of August, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhang Feng would become a great Confucian scholar at the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meet. This Poetry Meet was organized by the Four Great Confucian scholars for Zhang Feng.
If this guy could become famous at the Poetry Meet, his reputation as a great Confucian would be confirmed. This was something that no one wanted to see.
Once Zhang Feng became a great Confucian scholar, the Imperial College and Hongwen Guan would have nothing to do with the Four Great Academies in Chang 'an City.
After all.
At this time, White Deer College already had the Four Great Confucian scholars. Although they were just sitting there, it was already a golden signboard. During this period, White Deer College did not charge tuition. It attracted poor students, who lined up from Chang 'an City to the foot of the Barren Mountain every day.
If this …
Liu Hongwen and Ouyang Kai did not even dare to think about it.
If this went on, even if the Imperial College and Hongwen Guan invited more great Confucian scholars to sit there, they would not be able to compete with White Deer College and Chang 'an University.
If this was just a landing, whether Zhang Feng was a great Confucian scholar or not, today's deeds would be spread out. The titles of the Chairman of the Two Great Academies and the youngest intuition in the Tang Dynasty would be thrown everywhere. By then, the two Great Academies in Chang 'an City would have no chance to stand out.
After all, Zhang Feng's name was famous in China during this period. It even caused a series of incidents in the Turks, Tubo, and other countries.
This guy's poem "Bringing in the Wine" was famous in Chang 'an City for a period of time. At least for more than a month, this poem was praised in the streets and alleys. It was even regarded as a work of God. However, this guy rarely wrote poems and came up with other new tricks, which gradually faded away. However, as long as someone mentioned it, they would instantly think of this poem and Zhang Feng.
At this time, how could the three people from the Ministry of Works and Rites not see that Li Xiaogong was biased towards Zhang Feng?
Although they wanted to stop it, after all, if Zhang Feng's reputation was affected, their families would be at a disadvantage. When the higher-ups blamed them, it would be really difficult for them to explain.
However, Li Xiaogong was after all a relative of the Emperor. They could only sit and do nothing. Now, the two Deans, Liu Hongwen and Ouyang Kai, were having a headache.
They could only pretend that they did not know anything, drinking alone and eating the delicious food on the table.
In fact, Zhang Feng was just guessing. After all, the experience of his previous life was not enough for him to deal with everything. Moreover, he could not remember clearly what happened in the past.
The history in his memory was just something that was passed down orally. It could even be tampered with. He really did not know what really happened in the Tang Dynasty.
At this time, Zhang Feng also faintly felt that some of the current Emperors had ulterior motives.
Li Shimin was born in the military. Although he could summon the wind and summon the rain in the imperial court, there were still many people who opposed him. They said that he was just an Emperor on horseback and so on. In particular, the Confucian scholars and the nobles in Shandong were the most arrogant. However, although Li Shimin wanted to touch the nobles in Shandong, he did not have the confidence to do so. It was only because the nobles in Shandong were known as the descendants of Confucius and were the gathering place of the world's civilization.
In addition, the Five Surnames and Seven Wangs, as well as Guan Long, and other aristocratic families had already taken away the imperial power before the Tang Dynasty. Although he wanted to, he was powerless to deal with it.
The appearance of Zhang Feng and the White Deer College seemed to give the Emperor, who had never met him, a glimmer of hope. He wanted to let Zhang Feng replace the Imperial College and Hongwen Guan, the two aristocratic families to enter the imperial court.
Zhang Feng could not help but feel that this was the Emperor's purpose in sending Li Xiaogong here.
Zhang Feng was far away, but he could still see clearly that Li Xiaogong's eyes had slowly narrowed. There was a trace of appreciation in his deep eyes. Of course, he was appreciating that Zhang Feng could understand his meaning.
Zhang Feng naturally understood Li Xiaogong's meaning, but he also meant to warn him that if he did something good, there would be unexpected results even when he entered the imperial court, let alone here.
Seeing that Zhang Feng seemed to have understood his meaning, Li Xiaogong smiled and said, "Why don't you recite a poem and let the two Libationers judge it? If it doesn't work, they can punish it with wine. What do you think?"
What else could he do?
Zhang Feng slowly sat back on the chair.
He smiled and nodded, "Okay!"
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