"To be honest, why did you attend the Winter Solstice Poetry Festival?"

Originally, Li Da was already bizarre enough to appear here. In addition, this kid looked concealed, which really aroused Chen Yichen's curiosity.

"Why tell you?"

"If you tell me, if there is any situation later, I will cover it up for you."

Since it is called a poetry meeting, the scholars present are naturally likely to recite poems and essays.

With Li Da's level, it is likely that he can't write it. Although Chen Yichen is also a half-bucket of water, he still has to be stronger. It's not an exaggeration to write a limerick for him.

When Li Da heard Chen Yichen say this, his eyes lit up instantly. The reason why he chose a corner with his head down was because he was afraid that he would choose to write a poem or a lyric.

Although Chen Yichen is also a school child, the song "Linjiangxian" on the family banquet is well said. It seems that when writing poems, you should be better than yourself. You can consider asking him to help.

"Okay, after I tell you, remember to help me!"

"My brother, stop talking, hurry up!"

Chen Yichen didn't even bother with Li Da. He was so fucked like this and wanted to be the eldest brother?

Be honest and be your younger brother!

"This...that...that...is actually my father forced me to come."

After a slap in, Li Da finally found out the reason.

"Why did Mr. Li ask you to attend the poetry meeting? Don't he know your level of knowledge?"

"It was because he knew that he asked me to come over to exchange and study, which means that if I can't pass the scholar again in the year, I will break my legs."

"It seems that your legs can't be saved."

After several months of studying in the private school, Shen Yichen now has a deep understanding of Li Da and Zhao Hongjie's culture.

These two brothers were placed in the IQ test in later generations, and they were probably classified as mentally retarded. They didn’t understand the basic basic elementary content such as Thousand Characters and Thousand Family Poetry. What should I use to take the exam for scholars?

I really don’t know how I was going to crane the tail of the crane with these people in the past? No wonder I was despised by others. To be honest, it’s really no wonder that others are…

"Chen Yichen, don't deceive others too much!

I was frustrated to attend the poetry meeting today, and I had to listen to Chen Yichen's ridicule. When did I, Li Da, the little overlord in the outer courtyard, have I been exposed to this kind of bird's breath?

"Okay, OK, click until."

Chen Yichen didn’t plan to add to the point of injury. After all, the turmoil has changed these days. What if he wants to write poetry and lyrics by himself?

I'm afraid that facing the group of academic masters present, there is no essential difference than Li Da if he is not a writer. It is better to accumulate character.

The two of them sat in the last seat in the corner, and the literati at the other table were discussing who had better knowledge and whose poems were better. Only Chen Yichen and Li Da discussed which kind of snacks on the table were delicious, and they were eating them with relish.

The person next to the table occasionally saw the actions of the two of them, and couldn't help but shake his head. Such people attending the Winter Solstice Poetry Festival is simply an insult to scholars!

At this moment, the originally noisy hall suddenly became quiet.

Faced with this situation, Chen Yichen and Li Da were holding pastries in their hands, staring at each other with big eyes and wondering what happened.

But soon the two of them understood that outside the hall, a group of colorful women were walking in. The two leaders were even more beautiful. Even Chen Yichen had seen various celebrity beauties in the media in the future, and these two were not inferior to them!

"The one in pink on the left is Dong Yujing, who is known as the Qinhuai music master. It is said that she sang songs like the sound of nature, but she didn't expect her appearance to be so beautiful."

The middle-aged scholar who was blushing for Zeng Mengjian before the next table turned red when he saw Dong Yujing coming out, he immediately turned into a pig-like appearance.

"That's of course, otherwise how can you run for next year's courtesan?"

"I think Xu Jiaren on the right is better. Rumor has it that she dances comparable to Zhao Feiyan in the Han Dynasty, and she is so charming!"

"My brother has a unique vision, and I agree with it."

Compared with the debate that there is no first in literature before, the discussion of "there is no first in beauty" can be regarded as a harmonious appreciation.

It is very similar to the forums in later generations who seek seeds, give up all prejudices, and only the scenes of good people being safe for the rest of their lives, and everyone is happy...

"I have met you all the wise men and talented men."

Two famous brothel artists, Dong Yujing and Xu Jiaren, arrived at the center of the hall, respectfully saluted everyone present. If they hadn't known in advance that they were brothel women, just looking at their appearance, demeanor and temperament, and saying that they were ladies from a wealthy family, no one would have doubted them.

"I heard that the two girls are both talented and talented, and I wonder if I can enjoy the face. I will perform for the Qilin talents here?"

Lin Zhen invited these two famous brothels to perform at the right time. In fact, this is also the routine and process of the past years. He invited them to come here just to cheer them up.

"Returning to the throne, this is my honor."

After the reply, the group of brothel women scattered, took out the piba, sanxian, moon qin, erhu, ban drum and other instruments, and prepared to play music.

Dong Yujing also stood sideways and gave the most central position of the hall to Xu Jiaren, which obviously left room for dancing.

As the sound of the instrument sounded, Dong Yujing's crisp singing songs like a yellow oriole also spread the entire hall. At the same time, the rhythm was stuck, Xu Jiaren began to dance gracefully.

Dong Yujing sang the traditional lyrics name "Ru Mengling". In fact, brothel singers in the Ming and Qing dynasties rarely sang traditional lyrics from the Tang and Song dynasties, but instead turned into sings, zaju, Kunqu opera, etc.

Because compared with the traditional lyrics, the lyrics are refreshing and light, with concise writing, and more closely related to the popular lyrics.

However, today is a gathering of literati and the performers are famous Qinhuai geniuses, so it is naturally impossible to sing some popular "slobber songs". Therefore, Dong Yujing's song selection must also be in line with the viewer's taste and level.

Shen Yichen looked at the performance in front of him, to be honest, and he was a little shocked inside. He had always thought that ancient song entertainment and other things were far from modern times and could not be interested at all.

But today, Dong Yujing's melodious singing seems to reach people's hearts. Even if it is completely different from the pop music styles of later generations, it can still make Shen Yichen intoxicated.

Sure enough, music is not distinguished from age, language, or country. Now it seems that even time and space can be separated, and it can also make people empathize.

In addition, Xu Jiaren's dance is as graceful as a stunning geese and as gentle as a dragon. After watching it for a while, Shen Yichen understood what it means to never go to court early from now on.

No wonder ancient literati never regarded visiting brothels as a shame, but instead considered it an elegant thing. Now it seems that this is true.

"Shen Yichen, there is only one piece of this pastry left. If you don't eat it, I'll eat it."

Just as Shen Yichen was gradually intoxicated, Li Da next to him destroyed the atmosphere very appropriately!

"No, do you know how to eat? Do you have any awareness of appreciating beauty?"

Chen Yichen was so angry that he was so angry that he had already suffered many contempts from many people. He never expected that Li Da, a kid, was even more arrogant.

"What is the enlightenment of appreciating beauty? Can you eat it?"

Li Da didn't realize what Chen Yichen said. To be precise, he didn't look up at this amazing singing and dancing performance at all.

"I'm convinced, you can eat."

Chen Yichen thought of being willing to give up for the first time when facing Li Da, no wonder this kid can grow big and thick, and it is indeed achieved by eating it.

With Li Da sitting next to him, Chen Yichen lost interest in enjoying singing and dancing, so he just took a look.

However, his eyes quickly focused on a woman who accompanies her. Because Chen Yichen discovered that this woman was Liu Wan'er, the daughter of Liu Qiu, whom he had saved on the Qinhuai pleasure boat!

She's here too?

To be honest, Chen Yichen did not expect that meeting Liu Wan'er would be on such an occasion.

Since saving Liu Wan'er that day, Chen Yichen passed by Qiuyuefang on his way to school. He occasionally wondered how she is now?

Is it right or wrong for Liu Wan'er to "rescue righteousness"?

But except for occasionally thinking of this name, Chen Yichen, as a maid, couldn't take care of himself, so he was not qualified to worry about the fate of others.

Goodbye today, the only thing that can make Chen Yichen feel a little relieved is that at least Liu Wan'er is still alive.

And when you are alive, you will have hope of refusal!

Just as Shen Yichen looked at Liu Wan'er, Liu Wan'er, who was playing the pipa, also looked up.

Compared with the surprise and shock of Chen Yichen's sudden meeting, Liu Wan'er's expression almost changed and she just looked at each other silently.

After a family incident, her father died suddenly and was sent to an official prostitute by the emperor. What she experienced these days has made Liu Wan'er feel ashamed, and there are few things or people that can cause her mood to fluctuate.

Chen Yichen is not an old friend to Liu Wan'er, but just a passerby.

At the end of the song, the literati present applauded, and two famous artists, Dong Yujing and Xu Jiaren, also went to the main table to accompany the drinks. No matter how famous Qinhuai, the so-called famous artists are nothing but a higher value, and they are nothing in the face of real power and status.

The musicians who accompanied the musical retreated to the corner of the hall and waited to come out when needed. Liu Wan'er didn't know whether it was a coincidence or intentional one, but just waited behind Chen Yichen, with the two of them facing their backs silent.

After a while of silence, Chen Yichen finally said first: "How are you doing recently?"

He didn't even have a name or even looked at him, but Liu Wan'er knew very well that the other party was asking about him.

"Thank you, my husband, for your concern, I am very good."

A simple and ordinary answer was just a kind of polite cover-up in Chen Yichen's heart.

Chen Yichen didn't know what else she could do, so he could only reply: "Life well, justice may be late, but it will never be absent."

To be honest, this kind of speech is more like a psychological comfort. Whether late justice can be considered justice is controversial.

But perhaps for many people, psychological comfort is also a kind of power to support themselves.

After Chen Yichen finished speaking, there was no reply from Liu Wan'er, and he didn't know what she was thinking at the moment.

At this moment, Lin Zhen on the main table stood up and said to the attendees: "All the talents, the dance music of the two Qinhuai people has been enjoyed. You should also show your talents and let the world see the prosperity of my Ming Dynasty's literary style!"

Lin Zhen said this, which means that the Winter Solstice Poetry Fair has officially begun.
Chapter completed!