NFBE Chapter 425 Fame Should Be Achieved Early
Chapter 425 Fame Should Be Achieved Early
"Now that spring is drawing to a close, let's set this as a topic and see if you can demonstrate your strengths in policy essays."
Before he could finish speaking, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.
Composing a plan on the spot is much more difficult than writing a poem.
Master Gu calmly said, "The topic is 'How can local agriculture flourish in late spring?' The topic is concise and the length is not important, but the idea is to be clear and insightful."
A moment of silence fell over the room, then someone quietly picked up a pen and began to write.
Xu Qing gritted his teeth, his face darkening.
Although his poetry was quite well-written, policy essays were never his strong suit.
He was unwilling to accept this, and his mind raced back and forth, but the Premier couldn't come up with a clear solution.
Most of the people at the table also had their brows furrowed.
In contrast, Xie Jing appeared much more composed and calm.
He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then picked up his pen and wrote the beginning.
Xu Qing caught a glimpse of this scene and became even more anxious.
The paper in front of him was still blank, but his thoughts were in complete disarray.
He forced himself to calm down and finally hurriedly wrote down a paragraph.
But the more I wrote, the more difficult it became to continue, and I ended up finishing it hastily.
They already had a certain degree of self-awareness.
In this match, he was no match for Xie Jing again.
Before long, Master Gu signaled to stop writing, and the article was collected and sent to the other masters.
Master Gu examined each article one by one.
He frowned slightly and didn't offer much comment after reading a few articles.
Master Xu looked at Xie Jing's article and his eyes showed a hint of appreciation.
"Xie Jing's policy essay is clear in its thinking, appropriate in its wording, and able to directly address the topic. It is well-organized and concise."
Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at Xie Jing, their hearts filled with astonishment.
They originally thought Xie Jing was only good at poetry and prose, but they didn't expect him to write such excellent policy essays as well.
Xu Qing sat to the side, his face calm, but his heart was churning with restlessness.
"Master, may we please take a look at Xie Jing's writings?"
Master Xu turned to look at Xie Jing, and seeing that he did not refuse, he handed the article to the speaker.
The man curiously reached out and took it, then began to study it carefully.
Before long, I couldn't help but whisper my praise: "The writing is fluent and the insights are unique. It is indeed a masterpiece."
As he spoke, he handed the article to the person next to him.
Before long, Xie Jing's policy proposal was being passed around among the people.
Every student who read it couldn't help but nod in approval.
"I've never heard of Xie Jing before, but the name sounds very familiar. It seems to be the name of one of Xie Shizi's adopted sons."
"Young Master Xie has several adopted sons, but I have only heard of his eldest son, Xie Jingchun."
“Yes.” Someone nodded in agreement. “Xie Jingchun was a young general. When the Prince of Qi rebelled, the Marquis’s mansion was besieged, and he made great contributions and was praised by the emperor. But we haven’t heard much about this second son. Could he be Xie Jing?”
“It’s probably him,” the man nodded. “No wonder he can write such a wonderful article. He’s definitely from the Xie family. With such a family tradition, the younger generation is naturally extraordinary.”
The crowd was buzzing with discussion, their expressions revealing admiration and curiosity for Xie Jing.
As the poetry gathering drew to a close, Master Gu stood up and looked around.
When everyone saw him stand up, they all fell silent, holding their breath and waiting for his final comments.
Master Gu cleared his throat and said slowly, "At today's poetry gathering, everyone has produced excellent works, truly deserving of being outstanding disciples from various academies in the capital."
He paused, his gaze sweeping across the faces of the crowd.
"As you all know, Jingyuan Academy has not accepted any students for many years."
These words caused an uproar among the guests.
The name Jingyuan Academy is familiar to everyone and is a sacred place in the hearts of almost all students.
Many people secretly wondered if today's poetry gathering was a selection process for new students.
Seeing the reactions of the crowd, Master Gu remained unmoved. “Although Jingyuan Academy has not accepted any disciples for a long time, it is not that it will never accept any talented people. Recently, I accepted a new disciple.”
"He is Xie Jing, and also my only disciple."
These words shocked everyone present.
Many people looked at Xie Jing in disbelief, their hearts filled with shock.
"Xie Jing? It's him? I didn't understand why he was able to sit behind Master Gu, but I never imagined it was like this!"
"I thought Jingyuan Academy had closed its doors long ago, but I didn't expect them to make an exception and accept him!"
"This is our last disciple..."
It's astonishing that a renowned scholar like Master Gu would accept Xie Jing as his last disciple!
Master Gu turned his gaze and glanced at Xie Jing.
He brought Xie Jing here today for two reasons: first, to allow him to interact with other scholars.
Another option is to bring him to the attention of the crowd.
For scholars, reputation is of great importance.
A good reputation can attract more supporters and followers, making the support behind you even stronger.
There are also more things that can be done.
One should become famous as early as possible.
Xie Jing has lofty ambitions and wants to do even more.
He was willing to lend him a hand, so that he could ride the wind and soar to great heights.
He knew that Xie Jing was backed by Xie Yanli.
But he knew even better that Xie Jing wasn't the kind of person who wanted to stay under his parents' protection forever.
His abilities are more than enough to allow him to carve out his own niche.
Xie Jingting bowed respectfully, his tone humble yet composed: "This student will certainly be diligent and dare not let you down."
The news of today's events quickly spread throughout the capital.
He was exceptionally talented and was also Master Gu's only closed-door disciple.
In no time, the whole city knew that this young talent had become famous throughout the capital.
Everyone remembered his name: Xie Jing.
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As night fell, the lanterns in Qinglan Courtyard were lit, and warm yellow light shone through the window lattices.
Xie Jing walked in from the courtyard gate, his blue robe carrying the chill of the outside air.
The maids at the door hurriedly stepped forward to lift the curtain for him and bowed respectfully.
"Young Master Jing is back."
Xiao He, with her sharp eyes, noticed his slightly tired appearance and immediately informed him.
Inside the hall, Qin Jiuwei was sitting at her desk reading a letter when she heard footsteps. She looked up and saw Xie Jing walking in.
He looked somewhat tired, but his posture remained upright, and he was still holding the scroll he had just brought back from the poetry gathering.
"You're back?" Qin Jiuwei put down the letter and looked at him gently. "You must be exhausted after a long day."
Xie Jing nodded slightly, his tone indifferent: "It's alright."
Qin Jiuwei knew that although it was a poetry gathering, a day of socializing and discussing poetry would definitely take a lot of energy.
She whispered to Xiaohe, "Go to the kitchen and have them prepare some food and send it over, along with some seasonal vegetables stir-fried with seafood, and a few desserts."
She looked at Xie Jing and smiled, "You've been away all day and probably haven't had a proper meal. Eat something first."
"Thank you, mother."
Afterwards, Xie Jing sat down in the chair, and a maid quickly brought him hot tea.
He took a sip, then glanced at the empty main house and asked in confusion, "Where are Father and my third brother?"