The hall where guests in Shuangyuan is called Tanxing Pavilion. For example, Liu's usual hobbies are extremely luxurious. It looks good, but it is less elegant. Originally, the place where the eunuch of Zongzhou, who was chosen by the Prefect Li to stay for the eunuch of Zongzhou was Pei's Jieyuan. Unfortunately, Pei said that the elders in his family were recuperating in Jieyuan, and it was inconvenient for the younger generation to be filial to them.
Filial piety is greater than heaven, and the prefect Li is not willing to force him any more. I think the eunuch of Zongzhou would not force others to be unfilial.
At this time, the hall was brightly lit, red coral night pearls dotted among them, and outside the large floor-to-ceiling window on one side was facing Liugong Lake in Shuangyuan. There was an island pavilion in the middle of the lake, and there was a stage in the pavilion. There was a drum musician singing, and the music from the water came as if it was like a fairy music in the sky.
Although all the gentry and celebrities present in Chang'an city and rural areas, few families can have such a beautiful scenery, but few people are interested in enjoying the scenery today.
Guo Ziqian was leaning out to look at Liu Chunyang not far away and laughed, but was beaten by Guo Zi's.
"What's wrong with my aunt?" Guo Zi'an said, glaring at him, "Don't worry about others."
Although there were no men and women separated, the hall was still sitting in separate seats, with the female relatives on the right. Guo Ziqian leaned over and looked. The female relatives were dazzled and could not see clearly where Mrs. Guo Zi'an pointed it to him.
Guo Ziqian stared at him and said, "The eldest aunt seemed to be wiping her tears... She hit Baoer sister... Baoer sister is naughty again."
It’s not strange that Guo Baoer is naughty. Guo Zian ignores it anymore. He originally intended not to let Guo Ziqian look at Liu Chunyang again... What kind of friendship is a loser? What about brothers and younger brothers?
He looked at the dried fruit and wine in front of him and was about to eat it. Guo Ziqian hurriedly stopped him and said, "Mr. Zong hasn't moved yet."
Guo Zian curled his lips and looked at the red-robed eunuch on the main seat. Under the light, he smiled and was talking to the officials, gentry and celebrities on both sides, with a gentle and friendly demeanor.
The prefect Li, who was on the main seat, stood up and raised his glass. The hall was quiet. The singing music in the middle of the lake outside the window also stopped. The prefect Li first said something about the scenes that Zong Zhou came to the court to value Yunyun. Then the master of the Liu family stood up and said that he was very honored to entertain Zong Zhou. The twin gardens were full of glory. Then other gentry celebrities said a few words to express their joy. After this, Zong Zhou smiled and raised his glass to thank him. Then he drank it all and announced the banquet.
The hall was noisy, and the young maid presented the rich seasonal delicacies of Chang'an City. Master Li and others introduced them to Zong Zhou one by one. Next, they were waiting for the brothel official prostitutes to come to the stage to sing and dance. At this time, the most famous Hongjie in Chang'an City, with outstanding color and art. The young people in the venue watched with relish. After three rounds of wine, dishes, singing and dancing, Zong Zhou put down his wine glass.
"It would be a pity not to write poetry," he said.
Zong Zhou was quite literary and listed as one of the ten talented eunuchs in the palace. He especially liked to write poetry. The officials, gentry and celebrities present knew that there had been arrangements. After hearing what he said, he immediately agreed and introduced the famous scholars of Chang'an City who were invited... Although this kind of thing like pleasing eunuchs was disdained by scholars, you and I have to make a living in the end, and there are many people coming.
For a moment, the poems in the venue started to be written in a row. After several refusals, Zong Zhou came to comment. He also wrote a poem himself, which was of course praised by the audience as the highest, and Zong Zhou laughed and received it.
"Let the young people try it too." He suddenly laughed again, pointing to the young girls present, "I have heard of the outstanding people and talented people in Chang'an City, let alone Mr. Qingxia has returned to coach, and the literary style will definitely be more prosperous."
The prefect Li smiled and said, "Young people dare not be a good person, but the young people are even more motivated. When they heard that Master Zong is good at writing poetry, they repeatedly asked to see him and try to compete."
This challenge was not a provocation for Zong Zhou, but another affirmation. He laughed and said, "Okay, let me experience it."
After he finished speaking, a young man stood up at the scene and saluted him, saying, "I am not talented, so I have brought the crowd of Jielushe to show off my ugly face."
Guo Zian saw this man curled his lips and muttered, "Pei has a good idea, don't borrow people if he doesn't borrow the garden." Zong Zhou looked at the young man with a smile and saw that he looked elegant and extraordinary.
The prefect Li has introduced: "This is Pei Qin Pei Yanzi, a son of the Pei family in Wangxi, who is now studying under Mr. Qingxia."
Zong Zhou smiled and nodded, "It turns out that he is a child of the Pei family and has obtained the true teachings of Mr. Qingxia. Let me see if it is really Huang Feng." [Note 1]
Pei refused to borrow the garden, and Mr. Qingxia did not attend the banquet. It was originally something that made Zong Zhou very embarrassed, but Pei Yanzi stood up and saved the face of both sides. Master Liu, who was sitting next to him, shook the fan with a smile, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.
Pei Yanzi said: "Since it's a competition, we have to draw the question."
Zong Zhou looked at the prefect Li and said, "For fairness, please ask Lord Li to draft it."
The prefect Li did not refuse, but pondered his beard and suddenly looked out the window. At this time, the moon had risen and was rippling on the lake. He pointed and said, "Let's take the moon as the topic."
Zong Zhou smiled at Pei Yanzi, then looked into the hall and said, "...If you don't confine Lushe, please do what you think of."
There was a sound of response in the hall, and the maids began to send pens, ink, paper and inkstones. First of all, it caused a small riot when it was connected or not.
Of course, Zong Zhou didn't really want to make poems. Although he liked it very much, his main purpose was to check these girls, how to learn only if they could not read, etc.
Ignoring literacy is the safest way, but it is also the stupidest way. The people who come here are all gentry, celebrities and wealthy families, and the girls in their families are mostly reading and literacy... The girls in the hall do not take the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and say that they can't write poems. This is clearly because Zong Zhou is a fool.
So after a while, most of the girls left behind pens, ink, paper and inkstones as ordered by their elders in the family. Then we should consider whether to write well or perfunctory.
"Wu'er, don't write too well..." a companion whispered... Of course, Liu Wu'er's parents had already reminded her of this. At this time, she reminded her first to express friendship and second to compliment Liu Wu'er's article.
Liu Wuer held the pen and smiled, saying, "This is really a worrying thing... I really envy Guo Baoer." She said, looking at Guo Baoer who was holding the pen on the other side, who was arguing with Mrs. Guo, "... Don't think about writing well but not writing well, anyway, Master Zong has a crush on her."
After a lot of noise and chaos, the poems were slowly delivered. Prefect Li and several other gentry celebrities made judgments. Finally, after careful consideration, it was determined that Zong Zhou's poems were the most wonderful.
Master Liu said: "The word "Zong Daren" is surprisingly new and has a wonderful artistic conception. I really admire it."
Zong Zhou smiled and said, "I am just so old for you, and you will definitely be immeasurable in the future."
This is really good, I, everyone is so happy, everyone is so happy, everyone is smiling... But there are always people who like to destroy the atmosphere, and with a light bang, some people put down their glasses and spoke.
"...No, no, I can't count it as the best one."
The smile on Master Li's face froze, and he looked at the person who was serving him from the corner of his eyes... How could he put the fool who was not eyebrow in?
The laughter in the hall gradually dissipated, and his eyes were all looking at the person talking... He was also a talented scholar, who happened to have the same surname and ethnic group as Mr. Qingxia, and Lin Xianlin scholar.
Master Liu said, "Is there a new work in Lin Xiucai? Haha." He laughed dryly, "However, the night is long and the banquet is short, and everyone will definitely count each song. Otherwise, they will have nothing to do after doing it."
Lin Xian and Lin Xiucai were not stupid. He could see the situation in the field and understand Master Liu's suggestion. However, he was a literati after all, and all the humanities and talents in the room lost to this eunuch... It was really a disgrace to have a gentleman. His face turned slightly red. Will the literary honor in Chang'an City be lost?
Of course not, we still have hope, young people just hope.
"No." Lin Xiucai stood up and said, "I have done it, and I am willing to give up the disadvantage... But I haven't heard a person's poem just now, and I'm quite puzzled. This person is very talented, and it will definitely be extraordinary if he writes poems."
Zong Zhou said with interest and said, "I wonder who it is?"
The prefect Li suddenly shivered and subconsciously raised his hand. Lin Xiucai had already spoken.
"It is also a student of Jielu Society, Xue Qing." He said.
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The full moon was high, and an iron bar stood up, as if it was divided into two from it, but the next moment the iron bar shook and a sneeze sounded.
Xue Qing rubbed his nose and took back the iron bars.
Nuannuan sat on the small stool and looked at her with her cheeks, saying, "Young Master is not playing tricks anymore?"
Xue Qing said: "Stop playing... Such a good moonlight."
Nuannuan blinked and said, "What are the young masters going to do?"
Xue Qing said: "Of course it's writing poetry."
Nuannuan clapped her hands happily and said, "Young Master has a good poem again, come and listen."
Xue Qing watched Yue pace with his hands behind his back, step by step... and turned around seven steps.
"The moonlight is bright in front of the bed, and two pairs of shoes on the ground." She said.
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(Note 1: Yan, the name of a bird, which is called by Huang Feng--"Bird Classic")
Chapter completed!