The name of the hall of this banquet in Shuangyuan is called Tanxing Pavilion, such as Liu's consistent hobby is extremely luxurious, good-looking is good-looking, but a little less elegant, originally Li Zhifu selected the place for the eunuch of Zongzhou to settle down is Pei's Jieyuan, but Pei said that the elders in his family are recuperating in Jieyuan, and the younger generations are filial piety and inconvenient to disturb. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Filial piety is greater than the sky, Governor Li is not reluctant, and the eunuchs of Zongzhou will not persecute others to be unfilial.

At this time, the hall is brightly lit, the red coral night pearl is dotted in the meantime, one side of the floor-to-ceiling window is facing the Liugong Lake of the double garden, there is an island pavilion in the center of the lake, there is a stage in the pavilion, there is a drum musician singing, and there is a fairy music in the sky across the water.

Although the people present are all gentry and celebrities in Chang'an City, few of them can have such a beautiful scenery, but there are few who have the heart to enjoy the scenery today.

Guo Ziqian was looking at Liu Chunyang who was not far away and smiled, and was beaten by Guo Zi'an.

"What's wrong with the eldest aunt?" Guo Zi'an said, glaring at him, "Leave no one else's mind." ”

Although there is no separation between men and women, the hall still sits separately, the female dependents are on the right, Guo Ziqian leaned over to look, and the female dependents were dazzled and couldn't see where Mrs. Guo was for a while, Guo Zi'an pointed it out to him.

Guo Ziqian stared at him and said, "The eldest aunt seems to be wiping away tears... Hit Sister Bao'er... Sister Bao'er is naughty again. ”

Guo Bao'er is not unusual, Guo Zi'an no longer pays attention to it, his original intention is not to let Guo Ziqian look at Liu Chunyang again... What kind of friendship is the same loser, and what kind of brother and brother are it.

He looked at the dried fruit wine in front of him and was about to eat it, but Guo Ziqian hurriedly stopped him and said, "Master Zong hasn't moved yet." ”

Guo Zi'an pursed his lips and looked at the red-robed eunuch on the main seat in the center, under the light, he was smiling and talking to the officials, squires and celebrities on the left and right, with an elegant and amiable bearing.

Li Zhifu on the main seat got up and raised his glass, the hall was quiet, and the chanting and music in the middle of the lake outside the window also stopped, Li Zhifu first said something about the scene of Lord Zong Zhou coming to the court to value Yun Yun, and then the lord of the Liu family got up and said that it was a great honor to entertain Lord Zong Zhou, and then other squires and celebrities said a few words to express their joy, so after three times, Zong Zhou got up with a smile and raised his glass to thank him, and then drank it all and announced the feast.

The hall was noisy, the young maid sent the rich seasonal food of Chang'an City, Li Zhifu and others introduced Zong Zhou one by one, and then there were waiting for the official prostitutes of Qinglou to sing and dance, at this time the most famous red sisters in Chang'an City were on the stage, the color art was outstanding, and the teenagers in the field watched it with relish.

"It's a pity not to write a poem about such a beautiful scene. He said.

Zong Zhou is quite literate, listed as one of the ten talents in the palace eunuchs, especially like to compose poems, of course, the officials and squires present know that there is an arrangement, listen to him say this, he immediately complied, will be invited to Chang'an City famous literati introduced.... Although this kind of thing of currying favor with eunuchs is disdained by scholars, in the end, you and I are mortals and have to make a living, and there are many people who come.

For a while, there were many poems in the field, and after several excuses, Zong Zhou came to comment, and he himself made a poem, of course, it was praised by the audience as the highest, and Zong Zhou laughed and accepted it.

"Let the young people try it too. He suddenly smiled and pointed to the young girls present, "I have heard of the outstanding people in Chang'an City, not to mention that Mr. Qingxia has also returned to teach, and the literary style will inevitably be more prosperous." ”

Governor Li said with a smile: "The handsome talent doesn't dare to be, but the young man is more ambitious, and I heard that the master of the sect is erudite and good at composing poems, so they repeatedly asked to see him, in a vain attempt to compete." ”

This kind of challenge is not a provocation for Zong Zhou, but another kind of affirmation, he laughed and stroked his palm: "Okay, let me come and learn the lesson." ”

When the words fell, a young man stood up in the audience, saluted him, and said, "The kid is not talented, and he has brought the people of the Lu Society to sacrifice his ugliness." ”

Guo Zi'an saw this person pouting and muttered, Pei's family has a kind of don't borrow the garden, don't borrow people, Zong Zhou looked at this young man with a smile, and saw that he was elegant and extraordinary.

Governor Li has already introduced: "This is Pei Yanzi, a disciple of the Pei family in Wangxi, and now he is studying under Mr. Qingxia. ”

Zong Zhou smiled, nodded and said, "It turns out that he is a disciple of the Pei family and has the true biography of Mr. Qingxia, so let me see if it is really Huang Feng." [Note 1]

Pei's refusal to borrow the garden, and Mr. Qingxia's refusal to participate in the banquet was originally a matter that made Zong Zhou very faceless, but at this time, Pei Yanzi saved the face of the two parties as soon as he stood up, and Master Liu, who was sitting on the side, shook his fan with a smile, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Pei Yanzi said: "Since it is a competition, then we have to formulate a question." ”

Zong Zhou looked at Governor Li and said, "For the sake of fairness, then ask Lord Li to draw it up." ”

Governor Li did not refuse, twisted his beard and groaned, and suddenly looked out the window, at this time the moon had risen, cast on the lake sparkling, so he stretched out his hand and said: "Take the moon as the theme." ”

Zong Zhou smiled at Pei Yanzi, looked at the hall again, and said, "... Regardless of the association, all the young masters and young ladies are invited to come. ”

There was a chorus of echoes in the hall, and the maids began to bring pens, ink, paper, and inkstones, which first caused a small commotion on whether to pick them up or not.

Of course, Zong Zhou didn't really want to fight poetry, although he liked it very much, but his main purpose was to check these girls, how to learn if they were illiterate, and so on.

Illiteracy is the safest way, but it is the stupidest way, all the squires and celebrities who come here are wealthy families, and the girls in the family are more or less literate... The girls in the whole hall didn't take pen, ink, paper, and inkstone and said that they couldn't write poems, which was obviously a fool when Zong Zhou was a fool.

So after a visit, more than half of the girls left pen, ink, paper, and inkstones according to the instructions of the elders in the family, and then it was time to consider whether to write well or perfunctory.

"Wu'er, don't write too well...", a companion reminded in a low voice... Of course, Liu Wu'er's parents had already told her, and she reminded her at this time that one is to express friendliness, and the other is to compliment Liu Wu'er.

Liu Wu'er pinched the pen and grinned, and said, "This is really sad... I really envy Guo Baoer. She said and looked at Guo Bao'er on the other side, who was holding a pen and arguing with Mrs. Guo or something, ".. Don't think about writing good or bad things, anyway, Master Zong has taken a fancy to her. ”

After some noisy and hectic, the poems were slowly sent, and Li Zhifu and several other squires and celebrities made judgments, and finally after some deliberation, they still decided that Zong Zhou's poems were the best.

Master Liu said: "Zongda's characters are new and surprising, and the artistic conception is wonderful, which is really admirable and admirable." ”。

Zong Zhou said with a smile: "I am just so old for you teenagers, and your talents will definitely be immeasurable in the future." ”

This is really hello, hello, hello, everyone, the atmosphere is harmonious, and everyone here is smiling... But there are always people who like to spoil the atmosphere, and with a soft snap, someone puts down their wine glass and speaks.

“... No, no, it's not the best of the sect. ”

The smile on Governor Li's face condensed slightly, and the corner of his eye looked at the people serving around him.... How can you put a stupid fool who doesn't have long eyes into it?

The laughter in the hall faded away, and all eyes were on the person who spoke... is no stranger, he is also a talented scribe, who happens to have the same surname and clan as Mr. Qingxia, Lin Xian Lin Xiucai.

Master Liu said: "Lin Xiucai has a new work? haha." He laughed dryly, "However, the night is long and the banquet is short, and everyone has a fixed number, otherwise there will be no end to it." ”

Lin Xian and Lin Xiucai are not stupid, they can see the situation in the field and understand Master Liu's hints, but he is a literati in the end, and a room full of humanities and talents are lost to this eunuch... It's really insulting to Sven, his face turned slightly red, is the Chang'an City Literati Festival going to be lost like this?

Of course not, we still have hope, and young people are hope.

"Definitely. Lin Xiucai stood up and said, "I've already done it, I'm willing to bow down... However, I have not heard the poetry of a person, and I am a little puzzled, this person is highly talented, if he writes poetry, it must be extraordinary. ”

Zong Zhou sighed and said with interest: "I don't know who it is?"

Governor Li shuddered suddenly, and subconsciously raised his hand, Lin Xiucai had already spoken.

"It's also a student of the Yulu Society, Xue Qing. He said.

.......

The full moon was high, and an iron bar stood up, seemingly splitting it in two, but the next moment the iron bar shook and a sneeze sounded.

Xue Qing rubbed his nose and took the iron bar back.

Nuan Nuan sat on a small stool and looked at her with her cheeks, and said, "Isn't the young master playing sticks?"

Xue Qing said: "Don't play it.... Such a good moonlight. ”

Nuan Nuan blinked and said, "What is the young master going to do?"

Xue Qing said: "Of course, it is poetry. ”

Nuan Nuan happily clapped her hands and said, "The young master has a good poem again, read it and listen to it." ”

Xue Qing looked at the moon with his hands and paced, one step at a time... Seven steps and one stop, turn around.

"The moonlight in front of the bed, two pairs of shoes on the ground. She said.

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(Note 1: Yan, the name of the bird, Huang Feng is called Yan - "The Book of Birds")

(The double monthly pass starts now, then, the new book Emperor Ji, the new journey, please everyone again, bow, thank you, hard work, excuse me.) ）