Before the child is born, all the works will be gathered in front of the emperor, and all the poems and poems will be hung at the main venue of the grand event for everyone to evaluate as a preliminary selection.
After that, the selection will be made by noble dignitaries and representatives of aristocratic families.
Then, the best works among them were released to the public and handed over to the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty...
Yang Qian listened quietly to the words of the prince and nodded slightly. It seemed that the emperor of the Sui Dynasty had really played a big game this time.
The number of literati who came from all over the country was definitely no less than during the Imperial Examination Period in Dongdu. I wouldn’t dare to say it was more than 10,000, but there were definitely 7,000 or 8,000 literati.
At this moment, everyone is squatting in Qinghe City sharpening their knives, just waiting for the super literary event hosted by the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty and attended by dignitaries and many aristocratic families.
"A group of noble families have already secretly communicated with each other before arriving in Qinghe County to discuss this grand literary event hosted by His Majesty."
Having said this, the prince paused deliberately, took the tea soup brought by Zhili, and drank it... ha...
The prince took a sip of the tea soup, raised his gray eyebrows, and smiled broadly.
"Oh, I didn't expect that General Yang would have such an expert in tea ceremony beside him. This tea soup is really good."
"..." Yang Qian, who really had no love for this complex tea soup, could only chuckle.
"If my father-in-law likes it, then drink more, and when you have some free time, come and look for Yang.
This is an important place for military camps. I dare not say anything else, but I can still afford tea and soup."
"Haha, okay, let's thank General Yang first..." Eunuch Wang took another sip of tea before continuing the previous topic.
Although these aristocratic families regard the leader of this literary event as their own, they are not willing to overly anger Yang Guang, the emperor of the Sui Dynasty who prefers obedience to disobedience.
What's more, these aristocratic families are not without people around the emperor. Therefore, the topics that the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty considered before have fallen into the ears of these aristocratic families sooner or later.
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"...So, they will most likely choose His Majesty's famous poems that are arranged into palace songs and dances, and then let the literati who participate in this literary event show off their talents."
Yang Qian couldn't help but agree with him. "These aristocratic families are really good at calculating. They must be thinking that even if they win the championship, they will spread His Majesty's literary talent."
"Such compliments can at least make His Majesty's face look much better. It will also make it difficult for him to break up with the aristocratic family just because of a victory or defeat in the literary world."
"General Yang is indeed a rare young talent in our court. He can see the key to this at a glance. We admire him..."
"I don't dare to accept my father-in-law's praise. It's just because I got the father-in-law's suggestion and His Majesty favors me, so I don't dare to slack off..."
The prince looked at the handsome young man sitting in front of him, who spoke kindly and politely.
At such a young age, His Majesty values him, and there are many people who suddenly become prominent.
However, how many people are like Yang Qian who are neither humble nor arrogant, but still get along with the close eunuchs around him, the emperor, without losing intimacy?
If this Yang Xiaolangjun can always be favored by His Majesty, his future career will be extremely valuable.
The prince smiled and took another sip of tea before speaking.
"Your Majesty is very talented. He can compose poems and poems as well as songs and dances. As far as our family knows, there are "Dragon Boat", "Long Live Music", "Return to the Old Palace", "Changle Flower"..."
The smile on Yang Qian's face gradually stiffened. What the hell are these? Why haven't I heard of them? Your Majesty, you are too talented, aren't you?
Mr. Emperor, can you still have fun? Can't you come up with some familiar poems to polish me?
When Eunuch Wang saw the increasingly stiff expression on Yang Qian's face, he couldn't help but feel a little strange. "General Yang, what are you..."
"Eunuch Wang, I feel ashamed to say that Qian has never heard of what Eunuch Wang said."
The prince was stunned for a moment, then he slapped his forehead and shouted in a low voice, "Oh, my family is to blame for this matter. It's our family that should be blamed."
"Many of the music here are composed by the palace. Naturally they will not be spread in the countryside. It is not surprising that General Yang has never heard of them."
"Don't worry, General Yang, our family will go to the other courtyard now and get those lyrics and music scores..."
"Is there any music score?" Yang Qian's whole body became worse and worse.
Eunuch Wang didn't notice the change in Yang Qian's expression at all, and hurriedly left the camp.
"Please wait a moment, General Yang. We will go home and come back."
"..."
Not only Yang Qian received such treatment, but also a group of Ci officials who accompanied Yang Guang on his northern tour also received the same treatment.
The place used for the emperor to receive a number of nobles from aristocratic families was built with the help of tens of thousands of civilians, imperial guards, etc., and it was already decorated with extravagant luxury, almost like heaven and earth (emphasis added, this is an idiom)
And time, little by little, seemed to move slowly and quickly to March 15th.
In the past few days, Yang Qian, who did not have to take turns to serve in His Majesty's presence, but was harassed by princes and father-in-law from time to time, finally felt that he was about to be relieved.
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Yang Qian, who was fully dressed in his ninth-grade blue official uniform, had already arrived at a courtyard not far from the other courtyard under the guidance of the prince.
Before he was admitted to the hospital, he could already hear the sound of silk and bamboo, and the sound of loud chanting and singing, one after another. Yang Qian even saw many people waving splash ink and writing many poems and poems.
I'm afraid I just want to wait until I see what the topic will be and then come up with the corresponding works.
Just as Yang Qian followed the prince into the courtyard, he was looking around at these talented people who were either thinking hard or working diligently on creation.
Then I heard a familiar greeting from beside me.
"I just thought this figure looked familiar. When I came over to take a look, it turned out to be Principal Yang..."
"Your Majesty, please see Yu Guanglu." Yang Qian did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly approached the famous ci official Yu Shiji, who was famous all over the world and had the highest achievements in poetry and poetry in the court.
After Wang Gonggong stepped forward and exchanged a few words with Yu Shiji, he asked Yang Qian to resign and left.
"You don't need to be polite, Principal Yang. These days, these colleagues are all crazy, haha... Follow me and find a secluded place to sit down."
Yang Qian nodded and respectfully followed this distinguished minister who had won Yang Guang's favor and trust.
Following Yu Shiji's pace, he gradually moved away from the densely populated place where the poets and intellectuals were gathered. However, it was not until the two of them found a corner of the courtyard that they could no longer hear the noisy sounds of people.
Someone quickly sent two matzas, and Yu Shiji was not polite. He sat down first and motioned for Yang Qian to sit in front of him.
"You are the young talent that His Majesty values the most. How are you preparing for this literary event?"
(The following words are free) It’s another new day, good night, and keep working hard during the day.