Chapter 2
There is no water in Liangzhou, so the romantic scenes of swaying flower boats and boating on the lake that often appear in later novels will naturally not appear. However, the literary style of the Longyan Dynasty was flourishing, and there were many literati and poets from all over the country. For various gatherings of literati every year,
The poetry club built in Liangzhou Prefecture is actually equivalent to a restaurant-like place. After all, the ancients had less poetry but no wine, but they had less but a lot of happiness.
Every year, countless literati flock to the Poetry Festival.
The literati in this world are just looking for fame.
In times of turmoil, fame is equivalent to a future.
In the past, there were many literary talents who became famous at the poetry club, entered the palace, and directly became an official. There are thirty cities under the Liangzhou system, with a population of more than five million, and almost all the people who can read are here.
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I heard that the inn next to the poetry club was already full, so I arrived late and had to stay in the stables.
It's early today, the poetry meeting hasn't started yet.
At this time, several handsome young men came together.
"How come the great talent of Qin looks so withered today? It hurts my little brother!"
"Ah! Zhang Caizi, don't you dare. I came across a wonderful poem last night, as if it was a gift from God. Brother Yu was so frightened that he read it all night long. It was already dawn when the poem was finished, and he felt so ashamed..."
"Oh? Can you read it for us to taste?"
"The general will stand in the east of the city, and the strong men will draw their bows. Hang the flag and spread it in the wind, and the cannons will blast!"
The crowd was amazed and applauded thunderously.
"What a poem, what a poem!"
"It's true that he is a natural talent, Mr. Qin is a great talent!"
Everyone was laughing and joining hands.
Liu Zheng was dumbfounded when he heard this. He admired the thick skin of these people. Sure enough, in which era did literati rely on mutual commercial flattery?
"Did you hear that? Leave immediately and don't try to sneak in!"
The servant looked at the two men fiercely.
In order to fulfill his son's wish, Liu Dahao licked his face and said with a smile: "Brother, why do you have to be so rigid in your actions? We just went in to take a look, don't worry, it's a small matter..."
While he was talking, he took out a money bag and secretly put it into the servant's hand.
The servant touched it, put the money into his pocket quickly, and coughed: "I understand, Marquis Liu Xiang must have come to apologize to the prefect. This is a lesson. But remember not to cause trouble, go in."
The two agreed quickly and finally sneaked in.
The scale of this poetry club is really not small. The hall can accommodate thousands of people. Tables with snacks and rice wine have been prepared for a long time. The literati prefer to sit on the floor. At this time, there are hundreds of literati and talented people, all of them are high-spirited and confident.
The place was full, with many people looking intoxicated, chanting poems and singing to each other. At a glance, there were people who were full of literary talent, people who fished in troubled waters, people who were handsome and unrestrained, and people who were dissolute. The place was very lively.
Just find a corner and sit down.
Liu Zheng was amazed when he saw it.
Last night, this "Liu Zheng" was actually able to "pee" in front of so many people? His mental quality and shamelessness were truly remarkable.
Soon, thousands of people arrived one after another.
"The governor has arrived!"
At this time, the prefect Chen Ping and his party arrived belatedly, and everyone stood up with wild eyes. There were three counselors in Chen Ping's house, and among them was a woman wearing an apricot-yellow dress.
This is the daughter of the prefect, the talented girl Chen Ruoshi. She is only sixteen years old, but she has already grown into a tall and graceful figure. She is extremely beautiful and has an air of elegance and lightness all over her body. In a place like Liangzhou, she still has skin as smooth as cream and a face as smooth as
White jade, eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn water, clever smiles and glances, all are charming.
Even Liu Zheng, who was used to seeing modern beauties, was stunned at this time.
Is this the talented woman whose butt he touched?
value!
One million taels of silver, worth it!
What's more, those talented men of letters, as if they had been injected with chicken blood, raised their hands and said in unison: "I (the common people) XXX have seen the prefect, and the prefect's daughter!"
Each family announced their names for fear that others would not hear their names. It was very lively.
Chen Ping chuckled: "You don't have to be polite. Since we are in the poetry club, we are all colleagues who share the same passion for poetry and literature, so just have fun!"
"Poetry, wine and joy are the blessings of the world!"
Everyone agreed and took their seats one after another.
At this time, a counselor next to Chen Ping stood up and said: "My lords, today's poetry meeting is different from the previous days. As we all know, the prefect's daughter is in her eighth year, loves poetry, and has great admiration for the world's talented scholars. I would like to be here
Today, I will take advantage of this poetry meeting to find a good match and son-in-law, so you gentlemen must work hard!"
The whole place was in an uproar.
Poetry Society chooses a son-in-law?
This gimmick is a bit too big, and all the talented young men who have a little confidence in themselves will be so excited that their faces will turn red.
Doesn't being able to marry Chen Ruoshi mean that he will rise to success?
What's more, Chen Ruoshi herself has various titles as the most beautiful and talented woman in Liangzhou.
Liu Zheng didn't expect that he would come here. He originally just wanted to come to the Poetry Society to "make a splash", win Chen Ping's favor, and keep his title as a cheap daddy. But now it seems that he is obviously here to mess up the situation? He
I couldn't help but secretly look at Chen Ruoshi over there. This woman was indeed extraordinary. Facing the enthusiastic looks of so many people, she didn't have the slightest bit of shyness on her face. She still smiled sweetly, like everyone else.
Liu Zheng couldn't help feeling ashamed that he had desecrated such a beautiful woman and deserved to be beaten and punished!
A talented man in white clothes stood up and said with a graceful smile: "Excuse me, sir, how do you judge?"
"Wow! Mr. Bai!"
"Could he be the most talented man in Liangzhou, Bai Chufeng?"
"Oh my God, he is already an official, and he is here?"
Everyone exclaimed when they saw this child.
Bai Chufeng opened his folding fan and smiled proudly, without hesitation of his fiery eyes: "The so-called fair lady, a gentleman likes to be naughty. Miss Chen is staying in the boudoir, so I will naturally have a chance."
"I wonder if I am not from Liangzhou, will I have a chance?"
At this time, another handsome young man stood up.
"This is......"
"His Royal Highness!"
This man has a good background, he is Xie Kangcheng, the son of King Yong of the Hanzhong vassal!
Chen Ruoshi, who was sitting over there, had slightly bright eyes, and Chen Ping nodded and smiled frequently. It seemed that he was very satisfied with both of them.
The whole place was buzzing.
When such a great god comes, how can they stand a chance?
The counselor said: "The evaluation is divided into three rounds. In the first round, the Grand Administrator will propose a topic and compose a poem on the spot. The first comer will get it, and the top 100 will be selected! In the second round, the Grand Scholar Wang will propose a topic, and the top 10 will be selected.
In the three rounds, Ms. Chen will set the questions herself and take the first place!"
"What if Miss Chen doesn't like the top spot?"
one person asked.
Everyone nodded, this is also possible.
After all, there were many people in their sixties present.
As for the number one spot, will she look down on Chen Ruoshi?
This is almost nothing to think about.
The counselor continued: "If you get the first place and it is not the girl's favorite choice, then the prefect will reward you with a satisfying request for the first place!"
Hearing this, the literati present were extremely excited and geared up one after another.
Liu Zheng secretly asked Liu Dahao: "Dad, are we going to win, marry her or get the title back?"
Liu Dahao looked at his son in surprise, not paying attention to his title, and took a breath: "Zheng'er, your brain disease is still not cured?"
He still doesn’t know what kind of thing his son is?
It's okay to spend money to buy a few poems to show off the fireworks in private schools, but to let him participate in such a competition, isn't it just a dream?
"Zheng'er, didn't we agree that we are just here to watch the excitement? If not, we can eat before others are paying attention and then leave. My father doesn't have a penny in his wallet. Before your mother comes back,
We can’t open the pot at home! Don’t cause trouble, don’t cause trouble!”
Liu Dahao had snacks in one hand and naan pancakes in the other, eating them happily and admonishing them.
How could he be reincarnated like a starving ghost and have the magnificence of a rich man?
They were just rats crossing the street. It was okay if Chen Ping didn't see them, but wouldn't it be another insult if they were seen?
Liu Zheng pouted, look at your potential!
"First round, begin!"
The counselor said.
The prefect Chen Ping said with a smile: "There is a lot of snow in Liangzhou, so we will use 'snow' as the title. Let's get started!"
There was a smile on someone's face at the scene. To these poetry lovers, topics such as romance and romance are as simple as those of Han Meimei and Li Lei who are learning English. Who doesn't treasure a few of their best works on weekdays?
An old man with white hair stood up and shook his head:
"I was surprised to see the coldness of my quilt and the bright light from the window again.
Late at night, I know the snow is heavy, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo."
"good!"
The whole crowd shouted.
Liu Zheng also nodded, it is indeed a good poem.
This old man should be here to seek a future.
Bai Chufeng smiled faintly and walked out slowly:
"Being outside the sword and joining the army is far away, and I have no home and no clothes to wear.
After leaving the pass, there are three feet of snow, and I return to my dream of the old mandarin duck."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, then cheered loudly. This poem was even better than the one just now. Liangzhou fought many battles with barbarians, and wrote about the feelings of defending the country of the frontier soldiers.
In particular, the prefect Chen Ping nodded frequently and seemed to have a high opinion of the poem.
This most talented man in Liangzhou is really unusual.
Seeing Bai Chufeng showing off his power, Xie Kangcheng snorted slightly, with a look of preparation on his face, and then shook his head:
"When I open the door in the morning, the mountains are covered with snow. The snow is bright, the clouds are pale, and the sun is cold.
The eaves are not dripping with plum blossom jelly, a kind of loneliness that is not relaxing."
Many people applauded this poem. A lonely and cold temperament rushed towards him. It even made Chen Ruoshi take another look at Xie Kangcheng.
"My son, want to give it a try? Just wait a moment. As a father, I know a few old scholars from the private school here. When I go over and buy a few songs, you can choose. If you take the first hundred, you will have time, you will have time..."
Liu Dahao saw his son eager to give it a try and thought about what he could do and try his best to stop the loss. He stood up as he spoke.
Liu Zheng was dumbfounded when he heard this, and grabbed his cheap daddy.
At this time, the talented people were all scrambling to read out their own works. The three counselors above, Chen Ping and Chen Ruoshi were all doing their own evaluations.
Some people get what they want, and some people regret not being chosen.
Seeing that he was about to complete a hundred songs, Liu Zheng stood up and coughed loudly.
However, no one noticed him...
Seeing that the group of people were still fighting for it, he threw the wine glass in his hand angrily, showing off his dandy style, and everyone looked at him. When some people saw it was Liu Zheng, they all looked angry.
Especially Chen Ruoshi, who had always been indifferent, was so angry that she stood up and pointed angrily at Liu Zheng with her slender jade finger: "You are a slut..."
"Evil thief, do you still dare to come?"
"Someone, get it for me!"
Liu Zheng took a deep breath and opened his mouth to read.
"One abstraction on the river."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.
Does this dude want to write poetry?
"But what is this?"
"Can a disciple also compose poetry?"
There were few people present who didn't know Liu Zheng, a prodigal son, so they all made rude remarks and shook their heads in ridicule. Even a few old men from the private school even jumped at Liu Zheng and yelled at Liu Zheng for being degrading and polite. It seems that what happened yesterday should not be left to these scholars.
A fading impression...
When Chen Ping saw Liu Zheng, he also had a gloomy look on his face.
"The black hole in the well."
Liu Zheng continued to read.
This almost vernacular verse made many people laugh. Can such a limerick be considered elegant?
"The yellow dog is white on the body."
"White dog's body is swollen."
The whole audience.
There was a sudden silence.
Chapter completed!