Su Chen was a little surprised, looking at the several invitations in Peng Jingqing's hand, he frowned a little, he was really a little resistant to this kind of gathering between literati.

Because once they get together, they have to recite poems against each other, and when he didn't show the mountains and rivers in the past, he was looked down upon and felt uncomfortable wherever he went. But once the fame spreads, there are also troubles, that is, in the past, when he participated in this kind of poetry meeting, it was easy to be embarrassed by other unconvinced talents, and he had to compare poems and couplets on the spot, which ruined his Yaxing.

Therefore, he prefers to stay at home and not participate in such boring activities.

Peng Jingqing was very excited: "Several famous poetry circles in Jinling have sent people to send invitations, of course, the heaviest ones are the Xiyuan Poetry Club and the Pan Yuan Poetry Club. ”

Su Chen was a little puzzled and asked, "Is there any origin?" ”

"Of course, it's a big deal!" Peng Jingqing smiled coquettishly, bright and beautiful, a pair of long legs paced twice, and then said: "Begging for the festival to write Qixi words has become a practice in the Tang Kingdom for more than ten years, in Jinling City, on the Qinhuai River, as soon as this festival arrives, the literati gather together, write words and sing songs, these poetry will be formed by some students, magnates, wealthy businessmen, university scholars, etc., each with its own circle, large and small poetry will be many, but can be ranked high-fame, no more than five. ”

Su Chen nodded slightly, and listened quietly to Peng Jingqing giving him a science about these things in Jinling City.

Peng Jingqing said with a smile: "Xiyuan Poetry Club, just in the Chunxi Mansion, that is a mansion by the Qinhuai River given by the imperial court to Lord Han Xizai, the area is very wide, the flower garden is splendid, and the festivals such as Shangyuan, Dragon Boat Festival, Qiqiao, Mid-Autumn Festival, etc., Xiyuan Garden is very lively, and the poetry meeting has formed a routine. The host is naturally Lord Han Xizai, many talented people from other places, students in the Tai Academy, many who want to enter the official career, gain fame, and intend to worship Lord Han as a teacher, they will do their best to enter the Xiyuan Poetry Club, and the prepared poems are a blockbuster. ”

"Pan Yuan Poetry Society, at the mouth of a river crossing in the middle of the Qinhuai River, there is also a garden mansion, which is the annex manor of the minister of the court, the Hanlin bachelor, the servant of the door, and the master of Pan You. He will also regularly open poetry and literature clubs here to meet friends with literature and win over talented people from the north and south of the Yangtze River, and the scale is expanding year by year. Because in the governance of the imperial court, there is some conflict between the stability advocated by Lord Han Xizai and the reform advocated by Lord Pan You, so the two poetry clubs are also secretly competing. ”

After listening to it, Su Chen had an understanding of the Xiyuan Poetry Club and the Pan Yuan Poetry Club.

With the current relationship between him and Han Xizai, if he wants to attend the poetry meeting, he will definitely go to the Xiyuan platform, and other poetry meetings will not pass.

Peng Jingqing's excitement has not yet passed, and he continued: "On the night of the poetry meeting, there will be a lot of good poems, which will be spread on this night, and there are many painting boats floating on the river, and there are many Hua Dan and Qing people in Qinglou on it. ”

Su Chen looked at her elated, shook his head and said, "However, I'm not very interested in this, so you can keep the post, I don't want to go anywhere." ”

"Ah, don't you want to show off your talents?" Peng Jingqing asked curiously.

Su Chen smiled bitterly and said, "People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, am I not famous enough at the moment?" Dujiangzuo is the first talent, as soon as he goes out, there are many troubles, all kinds of ambushes and frames, in case I am the first genius in the world, it is estimated that I will be blocked by many humanities scholars in Tiannan and Haibei, and if I want to compare with each other, then I can't live in peace. ”

After Peng Jingqing heard this, he nodded and said, "It makes sense, then let's not go!" ”

She also knew that Su Chen's troubles and dangers these days had been burdened by fame and had attracted murder, so for his safety and her own happiness, she still didn't want to go to the poetry meeting.

Su Chen saw that she seemed to be slightly disappointed in her expression, knowing that she loved to join in the fun, if she missed it, she seemed to have regrets, and said, "Why don't you go to the poetry meeting yourself?" ”

"If you don't go, I won't either. That's not as good as ...... Let's rent a painting boat, prepare some wine and food, float on the Qinhuai River all night, drink and have fun, watch fireworks and lights on both sides of the river, listen to the piano and singing of other painting boats, and the news from the poetry meeting, not only stay out of the matter, but also blend into the atmosphere. Peng Jingqing proposed.

Su Chen thought about it for a while, and felt that her idea was good, so that she could play outside for a night, with wine and meat, singing and dancing, and beauties to accompany her, happy and chic.

"It's okay, then take the painting boat and accompany you on the Qinhuai River at night."

Seeing that he nodded and agreed, Peng Jingqing smiled, and took the initiative to take Su Chen's arm and walk towards the courtyard, not caring about whether he would travel with him today.

………

On the bank of the Qinhuai River, Cuiyan Building.

At night, the red lights of the pavilion are hanging, the lights are bright, and all kinds of silk and bamboo pleasant sounds come out from the courtyard of the pavilion.

This is one of the fireworks places with a high reputation in Jinling, in Jinling City can be ranked in the top five, the Qing people here are not only charming, each knowledgeable, proficient in piano skills, has a good voice, whether singing or chanting poetry, all have a sweet voice.

The dishes and drinks of Cuiyanlou are also of good quality, and the continuous investment of the behind-the-scenes financiers has created the reputation of Cuiyanlou, so it is still very popular among the powerful and talented people in Jinling City.

The head card of Cuiyan Building, named Su Ruyan, is the fourth among the twelve flowers in Jinling City, with a beautiful appearance and charming appearance; In terms of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, he is proficient in almost everything, and he is a few points stronger than the Qing people in the building.

At this moment, Su Ruyan was standing in front of the table, respectfully pouring wine for a man in white.

The man in white is very handsome, almost a little more beautiful than this Su Ruyan, and he is a little stunned when he looks at this Hua Dan, with a look of admiration in his eyes.

"Your Highness, if you are fortunate to live up to your life, you have successfully taken root in Jinling, and you are waiting for your Highness's dispatch at any time."

Su Ruyan is high in front of those Qinglou drinkers, with a noble status, but she can't be blasphemous from a distance, but in front of the white-clothed son, she can only stand and have a respectful attitude, because this is her master, who was trained and raised by the palace, and was sent to Jinling two years ago to carry out tasks, develop forces, and spy on intelligence.

The man in white was Meng Xuanyu, he saw Su Ruyan pour himself tea, nodded slightly, this is the woman he selected and cultivated, he didn't touch the edge of the cup, just held it at the bottom of the cup, he could barely accept it.

Taking the teacup, the man in white asked, "Have you inquired clearly, how many officials in the current Jinling Imperial Court approve of the alliance between the Tang State and the Shu State to counter the Song army?" ”

Su Ruyan bowed his head and said: "Not much, there are more than five grades in the DPRK, and no more than ten people agree with the alliance between the Tang State and the Shu State and send troops to help." Most of the officials did not agree to send troops, and they were afraid of the tiger and wolf Song army! ”

"Hmph, it's really a mouse's eye, don't they know the truth that the lips are dead and the teeth are cold, the Shu Kingdom is destroyed, and his Tang Kingdom is the next one!"

Su Ruyan also said angrily: "Tang people, probably just want to live a few more years!" ”

Meng Xuanyu was silent for a moment, and then spoke: "It's about to be the Qiqiao Festival, I plan to send someone to assassinate the chief and deputy envoys of the Song State envoys on the night of the Qiqiao Festival, forcing the Tang State to take risks and contend with the Song State!" ”