On the Long family’s ship, First Prince Jianglongji was toasting to Qing Tian, the old man of the Long family, Zhou Yuliang, the governor of Jianghuai Province, and Qian Libai, the commander of the Jianghuai Province Military Aircraft Mansion.

Below the deck where they were standing, He Qingliu was trembling in fear from Eunuch Kang.

Eunuch Kang looked at He Qingliu and smiled, “Why? Are you still nervous? Don’t worry, His Highness is very satisfied with the poem you just wrote. He specifically asked me to reward you.”

Here are the ten thousand Saint Yuan coins. Take it. ”

“Thank … thank you, Eunuch Kang.” He Qingliu’s forehead was covered in sweat and his tongue was knotted.

Eunuch Kang handed the money note in his hand to He Qingliu. He Qingliu trembled and stretched out his hands to receive it.

But just as He Qingliu’s finger touched the money note, Eunuch Kang suddenly said to He Qingliu, “What? Old He, are you going to take the money note away like this?”

He Qingliu looked at Eunuch Kang in horror and shock. Eunuch Kang also looked at He Qingliu coldly.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, Eunuch Kang suddenly chuckled and said, “At least give me two of them. Let me go drink some tea.”

“Yes, yes …” He Qingliu heaved a sigh of relief. “Eunuch Kang, please take whatever you want, or take all of it.”

“There’s no need. The miscellaneous clan can take half of it. The rest is yours.”

Eunuch Kang took out half of the stack of money notes in his hand, leaving the rest to He Qingliu.

Seeing Eunuch Kang leave, He Qingliu felt as if he had lost his strength and sat down on the boat.

He Qingliu sat for a long time, and his mood also recovered a lot.

At this moment, he suddenly woke up from his shock. He quickly stood up and crushed the poem he had just memorized into a ball. Then, he stuffed it into his own mouth and forcefully swallowed it.

After doing all this, He Qingliu hurriedly got off the boat.

On the bank of the Huainan River, those who were interested in participating in the qualification contest for the Scholarly Banquet were divided into six groups, each of which consisted of ten people.

Jiang Feng was divided into two groups. At this moment, he was standing with the other participants and listening to the Long Clan members explain the competition system in front of him.

A total of 60 people were selected in the preliminary selection of this competition, and they were divided into six groups.

After that, the six groups participated in the competition together, and after the first round of competition, three of them were eliminated.

The remaining three groups were disrupted and reorganized, leaving behind one group to fight within the group.

The five people who had stayed behind in the group confrontation were finally able to obtain the qualifications to participate in the banquet.

However, only the champion of the five was able to consult the Old Master of the Long Clan in public at the banquet of the head of the Confucian Clan, and obtain his guidance from the Old Master of the Long Clan.

The person in charge of organizing the competition said to Jiang Feng and the others, “Now that your group has been decided, each group should think of a slogan and try to be loud.”

“Yes!” Jiang Feng and the others answered in unison.

“Alright, let’s go down and prepare. After a cup of tea, let’s begin the first round.”

After Jiang Feng and the others disbanded, Jiang Feng and the other two groups gathered together.

The ten of them introduced themselves first, and then they began to discuss the slogans in their group.

Most of the people who were able to participate in this qualifying round were students from the various literary academies in Jianghuai Province, or those who were self-taught by master teachers.

These people naturally wanted to show off their talents, so just one slogan, these people from the second group almost got into a fight.

Finally, Fellow Ding Zhuo, who was the older in the second group, couldn’t help but shout, “Alright, stop arguing.”

The time for this cup of tea is almost up. If we can’t shout the slogan later, won’t we lose face?

“This fellow is called Jiang Tianliu, right?”

Jiang Feng stood together with the second group of people. He didn’t say a word and silently nodded all the way.

Jiang Feng did not expect that Fellow Ding Zhuo would suddenly call out his name.

Jiang Feng nodded, “Brother Ding has a good memory. I’m Jiang Tianliu.”

“Brother Jiang, you haven’t said anything. Why don’t we all listen to you? Just say a slogan. As long as it’s not too bad, we’ll listen to you.”

After Fellow Ding Zhuo finished speaking, Jiang Feng glanced at everyone.

What was more amazing was that the rest of the second group actually didn’t object to Fellow Ding Zhuo’s suggestion at all.

Jiang Feng thought for a moment and immediately chanted a slogan. When he chanted this slogan, Friend Ding Zhuo and the others were all stunned.

At this moment, the Long Clan’s person in charge of the competition shouted, “Alright, alright, alright, everyone is gathered. Time is up.”

“Big Brother Ding, shall we really read Brother Jiang’s slogan later?” Dai Jiehao, the youngest in the second group, couldn’t help but ask Fellow Ding Zhuo.

After a moment of hesitation, Fellow Ding Zhuo stomped his foot forcefully, “Say it! Anyway, there’s no other slogan to use now.”

Jiang Feng and the others formed a queue and ran to the competition point. At this time, the Huainan River was crowded with people, and there were many onlookers watching the show.

The moment Jiang Feng and the rest of the six groups of participants appeared, the men and women watching from the river bank couldn’t help but scream loudly.

Suddenly, a series of knocks rang out, and the onlookers on the river bank subconsciously quieted down.

At this moment, the person in charge of the competition shouted, “Now, I announce that the Dragon Clan’s Scholar Leader’s Banquet will officially begin!”

“First of all, please shout your slogans to the teams participating in the competition!”

“Let’s go first!”

The ten people in one group shouted loudly. The person in charge of the competition nodded, so the group shouted loudly.

Group by group,

I am a group;

Again,

I’m a team!

Pu …

After Jiang Feng and the others heard the slogans of this group, they immediately felt much more at ease. If they could even call out such slogans, then their slogans were not too excessive to think about now.

Standing beside the first group were three groups. After the third group finished shouting, they immediately shouted loudly.

Group three will compete in the qualifying round,

The rest of the team rested;

All competitions are floating in the clouds,

I believe that Emperor Wen will do it!

After Jiang Feng finished listening to the slogans of the first and third groups, he finally began to doubt the literary level of these literary cultivators from the Heavenly Dynasty.

Did they come up with such a slogan in the time it took to make a cup of tea?

Such a literary accomplishment could also be called a literary accomplishment?

The three groups were followed by five groups. The slogan of the five groups sounded more concise, but it was also more arrogant.

The five groups were the strongest,

Get rid of violence;

He who obeys me will prosper,

Those who go against me die!

“Wow, I can’t help it. No, no, I have to say our slogan loudly.”

“Fortunately, we were just using Brother Jiang’s slogan. Otherwise, our momentum would have been at a disadvantage.”

“That’s right, that’s right. Brother Jiang’s slogan is the slogan.”

Jiang Feng and the others came to the end because they were discussing slogans, so they were the last ones to chant slogans.

Now that it was Jiang Feng’s turn, Friend Ding Zhuo said, “Ready, let’s go!”

Group two, group two,

Strong as a fierce tiger;

The other groups,

They were all stupid pigs!

“Hahaha …”

“This slogan is the slogan. It’s too interesting.”

“Come on, group two, defeat the other groups of idiots!”

The moment Jiang Feng’s slogan came out, the entire Huainan River was in a uproar.

However, the other five groups were all enraged by Jiang Feng’s slogan. They were currently looking fiercely at Jiang Feng and the others.

But now that the slogans have been shouted out, who cares so much about you?

At this moment, the person in charge of arranging the competition from the Long family shouted, “The first round of ‘Listen to the music and distinguish the poems’ officially begins. First, everyone, listen to a piece of zither music.”

Very quickly, a masked woman came out from the Dragon Clan’s Treasure Dragon ship with a guqin in her arms. After pressing her ten slender jade fingers on the strings of the zither, a beautiful zither sound quickly flowed out from her fingertips.

At first, this zither sound was very gentle and slow, but then her zither tone became high and her rhythm instantly became very fast.

The riverbank was originally bustling with activity, but now it seemed very quiet.

The female zither music seemed to have some kind of magic power, causing everyone who listened to the zither music to involuntarily fall into it.

With a buzz, the zither stopped.

A very large piece of red cloth hung down from the Treasure Dragon. There were more than ten thousand words written on the red cloth, and they were numbered separately.

At this moment, the person in charge of arranging the competition began to read the rules, “All participants, listen carefully. Every note that Miss Gong played just now corresponds to a number.”

You need to find the text below the corresponding number from the red cloth and combine the text into a poem.

In two hours, the first three groups were the winner.

If no one has finished, then the three groups with the highest completion rates will win. ”

After the person in charge of the competition finished reading the rules, the onlookers on the river bank were all stunned.

The bullet just now was so fast and the conversion of the zither was so complicated. Who could remember its notes?

Now not only do you have to remember the notes, you have to turn the notes into numbers, and then use the numbers to find the words.

It had to be said that the first round of the Long Clan’s competition was difficult to break through.

Jiang Feng glanced at the six groups of students participating in the competition. None of them complained that the questions were too difficult. Instead, they sat down cross-legged and began to recall the music with their eyes closed.

Evidently, these literary cultivators of the Heavenly Dynasty might not have particularly high literary accomplishments. However, their divine sense was so strong that their memories weren’t weak.

At this moment, Jiang Feng also stood and began to recall the zither music from earlier. The rhythm of this dynasty was extremely complicated. It first has five basic tones: Palace, Shang, Horn, Zheng, and Feather.

These five tones corresponded to one, two, three, four, and five of the numbers, and then on the basis of these five tones, there were changes in the rhythm of “Bianzheng”, “Biangong”, “Qingjiao”, and so on.

The zither music just now was so fast that many melodies were converted in an instant. Even if one had a strong memory, it would be difficult to distinguish and capture it.

Fortunately, Jiang Feng’s Divine Sense Spirit Palace was exceptionally powerful. The moment he closed his eyes, the music that the woman had just played was already playing back in Jiang Feng’s mind like music from a recording machine.

Very quickly, Jiang Feng started to convert these melodies into numbers in his mind. When his tune was completely converted into numbers, Fellow Ding Zhuo suddenly shouted, “No, no, it’s too difficult. Quickly, quickly, let’s discuss the countermeasures.”