The morning light is shining, and there are no clouds in the sky.
Daliang City in Yuzhou ushered in a grand event today.
The richest man in Daliang, Jiang Mansion, has been seeing an endless stream of guests coming to the door since Chen time.
Today's Daliang Poetry Festival attracted a large number of literati and poets from all over Yuzhou. Suddenly, there was a huge crowd in front of Jiangfu Gate and it was very lively.
In front of the door, two teams of servants in gorgeous clothes stood on both sides, smiling and respectfully greeting every guest who came to the meeting.
The guests who came either held poems in their hands or carried musical instruments on their shoulders. They were all well-dressed and full of energy, showing their literati character.
"Brother Li, long time no see. Nice to meet you."
"Oh, isn't this Brother Du? I heard that you represent the Haitang Poetry Society in Daliang City this time. It seems that Haitang Poetry Club will come out on top today."
"Brother Li is joking, how can we stand a chance if you are in charge of Tingquan Poetry Club?"
"You two, don't you take our Xinyuan Poetry Club seriously?"
"Oh, Brother Su, you are far away in Luoshui City, but you are here today, today's poetry club The level is astonishing! Brother Du, now that Brother Su is here, I’m afraid we can only compete for second place today.”
“I didn’t expect Brother Su to be here too. , I originally aspired to win the championship, but now I can only learn from the two of you. Please give me your advice."
"Brother Du is so humble."
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At this moment, a mighty and unique team of different shapes slowly arrived at the gate of Jiang Mansion.
“Cut~~”
Cao Dahua picked his nose and rolled his eyes as he walked past the trio of Li Dusu and flicked the object in his hand like this.
"Hey, what does it taste like..." The brother named Li felt something suddenly fly into his mouth. He chewed it carefully, and it was soft but hard...
"They They clearly don’t take our Sumei Poetry Society seriously. Are we, the people of Shoulin City, incapable of being judged by these men of letters?”
“Brother Cao, don’t talk nonsense.”< /p>
Su Xiuer, who had just put away the invitation, said: "The Haitang Poetry Society, Tingquan Poetry Society, and Xinyuan Poetry Society we just heard about are all well-known poetry societies in Yuzhou. They have been established for dozens of years. Every few years, several talented people with excellent literary talents emerge, and many of them are officials in the capital."
Duolong said: "But in recent years, our Yuzhou's style has been so great. They were taken away by other states, and young talents have not emerged for several years. Like the ones at the door just now, they have been famous for some years, but at most they are just a scholar, and they have taken the exam many times, but they have not been able to pass it. A Jinshi."
"Who said there are no young talents? Today we see Brother Lin excelling here!" Cao Dahua has full confidence in Lin Yina.
Just as he was talking, Su Can, who was walking at the front of the team, suddenly quickened his pace and met Jiang Tianliangxiang, who was walking in the distance., said hello from a long distance away.
"Oh, Mr. Su is here, Miss Su, Nephew Lin, everyone, Jiang is polite here!"
The voice came first before anyone arrived.
Although you know that Mr. Jiang must be thoughtful and cunning to become the richest man in Daliang, he is so enthusiastic and smiling that you really can't refuse his overtures.
"If I had known that Mr. Su would arrive at this moment, I would have gone to the door to greet him personally."
As soon as Jiang Tian came up, he held Su Can's hand, with such enthusiasm that he felt like he was reunited after a long separation. Like brothers.
"Mr. Jiang's words are serious. It is really a blessing for the Su family and everyone to have the honor to attend this grand event of poetry gathering at Mr. Jiang's house."
After that , turn to one side and make room.
"Lin Yi, Xiu'er, I haven't met Master Jiang yet."
"Master Jiang."
"Okay, okay."
After the two parties bowed, Jiang Tian personally led everyone into the inner courtyard.
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Stepping into the inner courtyard of Jiangfu, you can see the exquisite scenery inside the house, with exotic flowers and plants competing for beauty, rockeries and flowing water complementing each other, showing a poetic and picturesque atmosphere everywhere.
To be able to hold this poetry club in Jiang Mansion is worthy of its reputation.
In the center of the courtyard, there are several elegant seats set up. Different from the ordinary seats sitting around, each seat is equipped with the Four Treasures of the Study and exquisite tea sets.
"Well..." Su Xiuer couldn't help but take a deep breath and said, "It's such a comfortable breath, a wisp of ink and a wisp of flowers, it's refreshing."
Lin Yi could clearly see that there were still many empty seats in the middle seats, but the surrounding seats were almost full of guests.
These people sit or stand, chant in a low voice, or speak loudly, expressing their opinions and exchanging their experiences.
Some compose poems impromptuly, and some use the qin to make friends, and the sound of the qin is melodious.
This scene attracted everyone to stop, listen and be intoxicated.
"Mr. Su, please take a seat."
Jiangtian led everyone to the elegant banquet, and saw only one person surrounded by everyone in the center.
It turns out that a guest was composing an impromptu poem at this moment.
"The years are like running water, passing through hundreds of rivers. Spring and autumn are turning, and the years are endless. The past is like smoke, and new dreams are added day by day. With high ambitions in mind, you will live up to the good years."
< p>After one of the onlookers finished reciting, everyone else clapped their hands and applauded."He is worthy of being the number one scholar of our Yu Dynasty. He is really talented in literature!"
"We are all honored that Mr. Shen can participate in this poetry meeting. You are honored.”
“Master Shen will definitely win the first prize in this poetry competition. Who in our city of Yuzhou can compare with the number one scholar in the current dynasty!”
The compliments from everyone were very helpful to Mr. Shen who had just put down his pen.
“Don’t be humble, everyone, I am deeply gratefulWhen I came here today, in addition to Mr. Jiang's invitation, I also had an attitude of learning. As the saying goes, when three people travel, there must be a teacher. I believe that today’s trip will definitely yield something. "
"Oh, Number One Scholar, you are so humble. ”
“Master Shen relies on his talents but is not arrogant. He is really a model for us to learn from.” "
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After Jiangtian arranged seats for Su Can and others, he introduced the champion Shen Yi to Su Can and others' table.
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"Master Shen, this is Mr. Su from Shoulin City. He is also the richest man in Shoulin City. "Shen Yi and Su Can met each other.
"This is Mr. Su's only daughter. She is my niece, Jiang, Su Xiu'er. Our girl Xiu'er's embroidery skills are top-notch. "
Seeing Su Xiu'er, Shen Yi couldn't help but his eyes lit up. He completely lost the arrogance of the scholar just now. He couldn't help but bow slightly, smiled, saluted Su Xiu'er, and said: "Miss Su, nice to meet you. . "
Su Xiuer nodded lightly.
"Mr. Shen, I will introduce you to a few others. Mr. Su, please help yourself. "After that, lead the way for Shen Yi.
Shen Yi glanced at Su Xiu'er again, bowed to Su Can, and then reluctantly followed Jiang Tian.
< p>Look, this Lin Yi didn’t even say hello.“Tch, who are you? "Cao Dahua angrily opened a peanut and threw it into his mouth.
Although Lin Yi didn't feel anything, someone was upset for him.
Qin Xian said silently: "Shen Yi, the number one scholar in last year's palace examination, is the son of Shen Zhizhu, a cabinet scholar. Shen Yi once worshiped Taifu Zheng as his disciple, and was considered one of Taifu Zheng's favorite students. "
As soon as he heard the names of Cabinet Bachelor and Master Zheng, Cao Dahua had no choice but to close his mouth, but the peanuts in his mouth crunched loudly.
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Towards noon, with a crisp bell, today’s poetry meeting officially kicked off.
The originally noisy inner courtyard suddenly became quiet.
As everyone was eagerly anticipating this poetry meeting, Jiangtian, the richest man in Daliang, the organizer, organizer and convener of this poetry meeting, walked to the stage and began to announce the rules of this poetry meeting to connect friends with poems...
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