Chapter 102: The Magic Key 12
Chi Ling'er, Meng Yanshan, as well as Qingzhu and Qingmo, left the capital at noon the next day. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Adjacent to the capital was Modu City, which was the richest place in the Yanyue Dynasty, and its prosperity far exceeded that of Kyoto at the feet of the Son of Heaven.
Modu City, as the name suggests, is the first to emphasize literature and ink, and there are countless famous ministers and generals who have gone out from here, and it is the crown of all states and counties in the Yanyue Dynasty. The city has a deep history and beautiful natural landscapes, and it is precisely because of these reasons that it has attracted many literati and scholars to stop and linger here, leaving many beautiful stories.
"After a day's journey, the princess is tired. The road ahead is long, so let's find a place to stay first. Meng Yanshan asked for Chi Ling'er's opinion.
Chi Ling'er was also attracted by the special charm of this Modu City, which is prosperous but not noisy, quiet and not cold. But as soon as she thought that the snow jade bead was so important to Huangfu Qingtian, and she was very eager to see that magical snow-capped mountain, she suppressed her love for Modu City.
"Let's go a little longer, and go to the suburbs to find someone to spend the night at random." Chi Ling'er's eyes swept around, and found that these inns and restaurants were extremely elegant and magnificent, and the people who went in to consume must not be ordinary people.
The circle of nobles is so big, and they all know each other a little bit. Meng Yanshan was Huangfu Qingtian's former confidant, and many upper-class nobles should know him. If they live nearby, the chances of encountering those dignitaries head-on will be quite high.
Now it is an eventful time, and it is better for them to avoid crowded places on this long journey, which is a confidential matter.
Meng Yanshan is good at observing words and feelings, and it is easy to guess the concerns in Chi Ling'er's heart at this moment, so he explained: "The princess doesn't have to worry, today is the monthly poetry competition in Modu City, and those who know a little bit about pen and ink will go to the drunken residence in the city to participate in this competition." ”
"The Race Society? Is the competition a poem and lyrics? "Chi Ling'er doesn't feel very new, this kind of activity has always been a popular game for people nowadays.
Meng Yanshan shook his head: "No, the 'Poetry Competition' is just a name, celebrities and gentlemen gather together, it can't be as simple as just writing poems and composing music." The poetry contest is naturally a winner, but it is just a reason, not the point. The original intention of the Poetry Competition is to gather people with lofty ideals from all over the world to discuss current affairs and express their opinions, so as to broaden everyone's horizons. ”
"Such an activity will not violate the taboos of the imperial court?" Chi Ling'er was very puzzled. The royal decision-making and the political opinions of the imperial court, how can ordinary people be allowed to talk about it at will?
Meng Yanshan said with a smile: "The people who participate in the competition are generally princes and grandsons with some status, and no matter how bad they are, they are also the young masters of the rich side." These people themselves have a certain right to participate in politics and discuss politics, and the imperial court will turn a blind eye to their development. Over time, unexpectedly, this poetry competition has developed and matured, becoming one of the ways for the imperial court to select talents. ”
"As long as those people argue and argue, they have the possibility of becoming officials in the court?" Chi Ling'er finally understood that the game was still secondary, and the most important thing was that she could have one more chance to rise to the top. No wonder so many people are keen on it.
Meng Yanshan nodded: "When the emperor was here, he promoted several feudal officials from the Poetry Society. ”
So powerful?
"In that case, let's simply find an inn to stay in and leave early tomorrow morning. Qingzhu, Qingmo, you will let the inn prepare some dry food later, and we will have to speed up the pace in the next few days. Chi Ling'er commanded.
Soon, the group entered a relatively small and modest inn.