Chapter 90: Sponsorship
"Wenhui?" Eldest Sun Hong frowned: "What is that for?" ”
Ran Pu was stunned, and even stopped putting down the shoulder jacket, and asked in surprise: "The Wenhui is the Wenhui, the Wenhui every three years in the state, which is generally held in the winter of the year before the spring exam, except for the Xuanban and the Yellow Class who participated in the spring exam in the second year, the other two classes can participate in the students who intend to take the exam in advance, and the masters of the academy will simulate the spring exam, come up with some questions, consider everyone's level and ability, and prepare for the spring exam." ”
He was curious: "You don't know? ”
Eldest Sun Hong shrugged his shoulders: "What does this matter to me?" I'm not going to take the exam next year. ”
His business has just started, where does he still have the heart to participate in the literary meeting of Raushzi? Listening to this name, you know what kind of occasion it is to sing poetry, and the ink in your stomach is almost gone, and you have to keep some self-defense.
"The students in the academy want to participate, but they don't want to go because they don't have the qualifications?" Ran Pu sat opposite him and pushed a bunch of ledgers aside: "The county's teachings will also participate, after all, it is the first literary meeting in Shizhao County and even Hezhou, the grand occasion is unprecedented, some characters who don't often appear on weekdays will also come, and sometimes the county will also appreciate the light, everyone is full of energy to want to be in the limelight, if they are favored by the adults and enter their eyes, they will take advantage of the test." ”
"Then you go, I'll give you the spot." Changsun Hong took back the account book that he pushed away and opened one of the volumes.
"That's not necessary, in fact, the master also recommended me." Ran Pu said, smiling: "There are a total of ten people in Tianban, including you and me." ”
"So small? Wouldn't that be boring? Changsun Hong's eyes stared at the ledger and said casually.
"How so? There were nearly 200 people in total, in addition to Lianxi Academy, there were also Sanjiang Academy and Wudu Academy, and their students also had to participate, after all, it was the Quanzhou Literary Association. Ran Pu said: "And there are many more people watching the excitement than the students who participated, people with heads and faces in the three counties of Hezhou have to come, and the top red girl in the hook bar also comes to accompany them, if Zhizhou County is willing to be invited, then there are more people who come." ”
"Oh?" Changsun Hong raised his head, and his eyes lit up: "Isn't it very lively to say this?" ”
"It's very lively!" Ran Daqi continued: "This cultural meeting is more famous than the temple fair, because the seat is full of famous people, the literary atmosphere is vast, everyone wants to go, many businessmen would rather donate money to occupy a position, just to show their faces, and they can boast in front of people in the future: I have a place in the Hezhou Cultural Conference!" ”
He looked proud: "Hehe, when Ruifuxiang was prosperous in the first two years, our family never fell every time, sitting on the seat, watching the beauties dancing and singing, listening to the talents composing lyrics, that scenery, praise, how wonderful!" ”
"Can you still donate money?" Changsun Hong shifted his attention from the account books and asked with interest: "What is the benefit of donating money?" ”
"There is a list at the door, and the names of people are written in order of how much money they donate." Ran Daqi said: "The top of the rankings must be the richest in the whole Hezhou, to be able to talk in the neighborhood for a whole year, all the businessmen are proud to be on the list, if they can rank first, then the next three years will be with a light on their faces, go out others have to look up to the first, the state's famous officials and eunuchs will meet, and they will also salute and sing, which is a great honor." ”
The businessmen are very rich, they all have the smell of copper, and the scholars do not cut them down, and they are ashamed of themselves, and they naturally can't raise their heads in front of the famous, and they always feel three points shorter. Walking on the road, wearing silk and satin, riding a horse and riding a sedan chair, when you meet a down-and-out person wearing cloth clothes and shoes, you will also consciously avoid it and let the family go first.
And by funding this kind of literary society, gaining a reputation, vassal elegance, and throwing a large amount of money in exchange for a cheer from the scholars, it can make the businessmen feel good, and the list seems to be the list of jinshi released by the imperial court, and the list has the qualification to be equal to the literati, it seems that in this way, the flat ground is raised by three points, and the copper smell on the body is not so obvious.
"So, Ran Shibo, you also participated?" Eldest Sun Hong asked thoughtfully.
"Of course, four years ago, I didn't fall behind every year." Ran Daqi's nostrils were a little thicker.
"Then this year, you have to go too." Changsun Hong slapped the table.
Ran Daqi was taken aback by his sudden movements, then shook his head again and again, and said dejectedly: "I can't afford to go, I can't afford to go, I can't afford to donate a hundred times, and I can't even make the list if it's less than five hundred, what are you going to do?" Rui Fuxiang doesn't have that much money. ”
"I didn't say I was going to be on the list." Changsun Hong laughed and waved his hand: "It's not easy for us to make money, why bother to spend so much money?" ”
Ran Daqi looked at him blankly, blinking his eyes, and didn't know why: "You mean ......?"
"You used to be the financier of the Wenhui, and you must be very familiar with the teachings in the state, go and discuss with them, the paper used by the Wenhui is fully covered by Rui Fuxiang, and you don't want to sponsor all the money." Changsun Hong explained: "In the past few days, all the manpower has been freed up to make Sai Wenkui, and we must rush to make a piece of paper before the Wenhui!" ”
He paused, looked at Ran Daqi's face, and said: "If there is too much paper in one ream, then half a ream, the name of our Rui Fuxiang should be printed on the corner of the paper, the time is very tight, and we will start work tonight!" No! Let's get started! ”
He pushed the book, rolled up his sleeves, and walked to the workshop in the back.
Ran Daqi was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he came back to his senses, his eyes lit up, he understood what Changsun Hong meant, and hurriedly stood up, chasing after him with half surprise and half pain, and shouted in his mouth: "That, I'll go to the state government later, Erlang, I have to go out and prepare some gifts!" ”
Ran Pu also stood up and shouted at Chang Sun Hong's back: "Are you going to the Wenhui or not!?" ”
Changsun Hong's voice floated from afar, short and powerful: "Go!" ”
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Ran Daqi prepared gifts, went to the state yaxian overnight, visited the head of the organization of the cultural meeting, and explained his meaning, generally speaking, businessmen donate money to the cultural meeting, are directly sent silver and copper coins, there will be no donations in kind, so the big bags and small bags look rustic, and they are not grand enough, and they can't be written on the list: a certain businessman, donate 100 tables, 200 chairs and the like.
Therefore, when purchasing supplies for the cultural meeting, the organizers of the yamen would buy them themselves and spend a sum of money. Ran Daqi took the initiative to come to the door and asked to undertake all the suggestions of the Wenhui to use paper, which surprised the state officials, because since the name could not be written on the list, then this donation was known to very few people, and it was a pure donation without benefits, which was a bit stupid.
There are good people, and they are good at persuasion, but Ran Daqi is determined to send something, so he can't do without it, so after making it clear that Rui Fuxiang's name can't be written on the list, he still agreed. Such a good thing cannot be denied.
(End of chapter)