"Alright, you memorize all of this carefully, and I'll go out for a walk first." After Ye Xipo finished explaining, he stood up and walked outside.

Went down the stairs and asked the shopkeeper about the location of the West Lake and set off towards the destination, how could I not go to the West Lake to see it when I came to Hangzhou, it was only six o'clock in the afternoon, so Ye Xipo did not rush over. Instead, he looked at the gadgets sold on the street and set off towards the West Lake.

In the Tang Dynasty, although the importance of agriculture and suppression of business, the status of merchants was the lowest, but there were still many people doing business, after all, making money quickly, so the business of the Tang Dynasty was also very prosperous, Ye Xipo even saw a few stalls of Hu people when he went shopping.

When Ye Xipo set off, Ye Xipo's mother gave Ye Xipo a tael of silver as living expenses, don't think that one tael of silver is very little, in the Tang Dynasty, one tael of silver is equivalent to two thousand yuan.

Despite this, the living standard of the Tang Dynasty was also very high, and this tael of silver could not afford anything too valuable, but it was okay to buy some snacks for Erzhu to go back, Ye Xipo thought.

"Yifeng Pavilion has an event, let's go over and take a look."

When he was thinking about buying something, two people dressed as scholars walked past Ye Xipo. After that, from time to time, someone walked over there and muttered the words "Yifeng Pavilion" in their mouths, Ye Xipo was curious, so he stopped a scholar who rushed over there and asked, "This brother, I don't know what happened?" ”

The person who was stopped was not angry, and said, "I heard that a small poetry meeting is being held in Yifeng Pavilion in front of me, and any consumption in Yifeng Pavilion within a year will be free for anyone who wins the championship, which is really a big deal!" You must know that even in this Hangzhou City, Yifeng Pavilion is one of the best restaurants. ”

After speaking, he still didn't seem to feel like it was enjoyable, and continued: "Brother Tai is going together? I'll talk to you slowly on the way. ”

Ye Xipo hurriedly said: "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, brother, please." ”

"Haha! It's easy to say, it's easy to say. ”

On the way there, Ye Xipo saw the horror of being tortured by words, and Zhao Qing didn't know how long he hadn't spoken, and he kept talking to Ye Xipo about this Yifeng Pavilion, and Yifeng Pavilion finished talking about Hangzhou City, so that Ye Xipo, who was still relatively new to Hangzhou, felt like he had lived here since he was a child.

By the way, Zhao Qing is the scholar, the family is in business, as for what kind of business it is, he didn't say, but although he said that the things in Yifeng Pavilion are very expensive, but he doesn't have a bit of envy, it seems that the business at home is not small.

"Brother Zhao, Yifeng Pavilion has arrived." Ye Xipo reminded Zhao Qing, who started to talk about the gossip of big people after talking about Hangzhou City.

"So fast? Brother Ye, do you know why this Yifeng Pavilion organized this event? Zhao Qing said mysteriously to Ye Xipo.

"Oh?" Hearing this, Ye Xipo became interested, "Why?" ”

Zhao Qing coughed twice and moistened his throat and said, "It's all because Gong Li came to Hangzhou City, and Yifeng Pavilion thought of ways to attract popularity." ”

"Li Gong." Ye Xipo remembered, and the boy he met on the road today also said that he was going back to the city to visit Li Gong, "Brother Zhao, who is this Li Gong?" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Qing looked at Ye Xipo with the eyes of an alien: "You don't even know who Li Gong is?" ”

"Ahem, my family is poor, so I haven't heard much of it."

Zhao Qing had such an expression: "This Li Gong, whose name is Chongye and Huairen, is a world-famous Confucian, even if there are many sects in the imperial court, I heard that the establishment of Luming Academy is also related to him." ”

Before Ye Xipo could speak, a voice came, "You sons have been waiting for a long time, I believe everyone knows the contemptible people, the contemptible people are the stewards of this Yifeng Pavilion, and they are responsible for hosting this event today, I believe everyone is ready, then I will start talking about the rules of the game." At this time, an emaciated old man walked to the high platform built at the entrance of Yifeng Pavilion and said.

"This contest is to make a poem about the maple leaf, and it is limited to half an hour, and all the consumption in my Yifeng Pavilion will be free for the best person at that time." After speaking, the steward picked up the gong and drum handed to him by the little servant next to him, "Bell! Now the timer begins! ”

When the start of the game was announced, the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent, thinking that no one wanted to disturb their train of thought.

"Brother Ye, do you know how to compose poetry?" Zhao Qing looked at the people around him and asked confidently as he pondered.

"Yes, but I think Brother Zhao's expression is already confident?" Ye Xipo smiled lightly.

Zhao Qing was waiting for Ye Xipo's words, and said proudly after listening to it: "Haha, I wrote a poem about maple leaves a few days ago, and I just happened to use it this time." ”

After speaking, he walked to the steward's side, first arched his hand to the students, and then chanted:

"Fusang is the autumn light is good,

The maple leaves are like dan, shining tender and cold.

But the weeping willow was folded and sent home,

The heart follows the East to remember the Chinese year. ”

Everyone applauded when they heard it, although this poem is not a masterpiece but it is also a masterpiece, Zhao Qing walked down, returned to Ye Xipo's side and said, "Brother Ye, how is it?" ”

"Brother Zhao's poem season, location, and climate have all been written, and there is an allusion to the farewell of the willows, it seems that you are the first this time." Ye Xipo thought for a while and said.

"I'll give it a try, too." Before Ye Xipo could speak, a person also walked up from the crowd.

"This is the prodigy Wang Zhong!"

"Yes, it's him, I'm afraid he won't be the first to take this appearance."

"Do you still want to be first?"

Everyone in the audience was talking.

Wang Zhong came to the stage and said:

"Maple leaves are thousands of branches,

The river bridge hides the twilight sail late.

Yijun's heart is like the water of the West River,

When the day and night flow without stopping. ”

This sentence of maple leaves reflects countless sailboats, and the last two sentences make the feelings of the whole poem more sublimated, comparing their feelings to the continuous flow of water in the east, but it is similar to the queen of Li's "ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward." There are similarities, Ye Xipo thought silently.

The results speak for themselves, after all, everyone present is a person who understands poetry, and although the writing may not be good, there is still appreciation.

"Although the first one is a fine product, this one is even better!"

"Hey, I wanted to try it on stage, but now it's better not to be ugly."

"It's him again!" Zhao Qing gritted his teeth and said next to Ye Xipo.

"What? Brother Zhao had a holiday with him? Ye Xipo asked curiously.

Zhao Qing heard this: "That's not true, but my father compares him to me all day long, if I can't beat him, I really want to beat him hard." ”