Lianchang Palace was originally a royal palace, also known as Lanchang Palace and Yuyang Palace, and was one of the largest royal palaces in the Tang Dynasty.

At that time, Tang Gaozong Li Zhi, Empress Wu Zetian, Tang Xuanzong Li Longji and so on all visited here.

Although it has been abandoned for a long time, the pavilions and pavilions have been dilapidated, but it shows a sense of historical vicissitudes. In addition, the landscaping of the Royal Pavilion is extremely careful, and the surrounding scenery is outstanding.

And the abandoned Lianchang Palace, there is no longer any palace prohibition limit, anyone can go in to visit, here has become a favorite place for literati and tourists.

Lianchang Palace is at the confluence of Luoshui and Changshui, on the delta at the confluence of Luoshui and Changshui, the terrain is flat and open, and there is the beauty of mulberry and bamboo around. There are Han Mountain, Fengyi Mountain in the north, and the ancient cypress on the mountain is pale; There are several mountains in the south, the mountains are majestic, and the weather is thousands.

Wei Renshi and Li He set off early to come to Lianchang Palace, but found that there were already crowds of people around at this moment, at least nearly 100 people gathered here. I couldn't help but be surprised.

"Can there be so many people in this county's poetry club?" Wei Renshi asked in surprise.

Li He was also stunned, shook his head, and said, "I don't know, it's the first time I've come to participate." ”

Wei Renshi looked left and right, and pulled a scholar to dress up, but he saw that there were people in their thirties and forties, bowed his hand and asked, "Dare to ask this brother, why are there so many people in poetry today?" Isn't it run by Fuchang County School? ”

The man looked down and replied, "It seems that you don't know anything." Although today's poetry club is only run by the Fuchang County School, it invited Zhang Jiwenchang, a former scholar. This person is not only a Jinshi in the fifteenth year of Zhenyuan, but also the first disciple of Han Huizhi, the fourth doctor of the imperial palace. If he can be appreciated, he will be able to invest in Dr. Han in the future, or he may be able to enter the Guozijian directly. ”

"I see, thank you, brother." Wei Renshi saluted again.

Zhang Ji, Wei Renshi carefully recalled and recalled, Han Yu's big disciple, good at Yuefu poems, known as "Zhang Wang Yuefu" in history, his "Autumn Thoughts", "Festival Women's Yin" and so on are poems that have been passed down through the ages.

After a while, I saw several carriages coming, passing through the crowd and going straight to the back.

Then, the crowd surged inward, rushing towards the back of Lianchang Palace.

Nearly 100 people rushed to the garden behind Lianchang Palace, and saw that several people had already sat down in the pavilion.

When no one came in again, one of the people in the pavilion got up and walked out, shouting loudly: "Today is the county poetry club, which aims to let the county school students and other students who have not entered the county school communicate together, so that they can see their own shortcomings and learn from others' strengths." However, today you are lucky, and it happened to be the pioneer Zhang Wenchang visiting this place, and he also happened to make a comment with you. Wenchang is known for his literary talents, and he is favored by the four doctors of Guozijian, so he must cherish the opportunity. ”

"Where, where!" A middle-aged man in a green robe stood up, saluted around, and said, "I have no talent, so I don't dare to be what Fang Xuezheng said." You are all talented people, or you can communicate and grow together. ”

Wei Renshi and Li He took advantage of the small people, and at this moment they had squeezed from the crack to the front.

Looking at the past at this moment, Wei Renshi couldn't help but smile secretly, secretly saying that the famous poet Zhang Ji turned out to be a squinting eye, and it looked like the "smile" was extraordinary, hahaha!

After a few more words, the others announced the beginning of the poetry meeting and took their seats.

It's not that everyone has a seat to sit in, only the students in the county school have a seat, and there are some other empty seats, but I don't know what to do.

But soon, Wei Renshi knew.

Because a person came out of the pavilion and said: "The county school students have already taken their seats, and the remaining empty seats are for the rest of the students." However, there are many people here today, but not everyone can take a seat. If you want to take a seat, first show a poem. Naturally, there are only a limited number of empty seats, and the best ones enter first. ”

Wei Renshi can see through the intentions of the county school. After all, what is the level of the students in the county school, these county school professors know it in their hearts on weekdays. But students outside the county school don't know.

This empty seat is the first checkpoint, and it is also the first assessment and screening of students outside the county school.

For other students outside the county school, this is the first opportunity to show their faces. It is also an opportunity to make a good impression directly in front of the professors and scholars of the county school.

If you show your wit in front of a group of students and literati and make poems, if you are applauded and favored, you will be able to make a name for yourself, become familiar with them in the scholars, and at the same time make friends with some promising literati and form your own network.

If you are lucky enough to be favored by Xuezheng and those invited scribes and officials, and are fortunate enough to be appreciated by them, then there will be one more way to get recommendations in the future.

It was a great opportunity, which is why these students and scribes valued this kind of poetry meeting.

That's why I heard that Zhang Jihui, who has a deep relationship with Dr. Guozijian, came to participate, so many people gathered.

Wei Renshi is different, he has no interest in these things, purely wants to enjoy the literati event that he has been looking forward to for a long time in later generations, and see the scene of meandering water flowing and stopping to write poems.

But it seems that the scholars are too utilitarian.

Then there is no such feeling of detachment and freedom, and the feeling of being unrestrained.

It's not to blame those students, who doesn't want to have a good future? With universal values, they can only do this.

It doesn't matter how much they like to show themselves in front of so many people, in the hope of winning the favor of others. It's just that in desperation, I have to do it. Just like Wei Renshi himself, he didn't like to deliberately make friends with the powerful, but in order to survive with quality in this era, he had to try to make friends with the powerful through Liu Yuxi.

So putting aside this prejudice, just focusing on the poems of these students, Wei Renshi really thinks that no one can be underestimated.

The poems recited aloud by the singers are not bad in Wei Renshi's opinion. There were indeed a few poems that made Wei Renshi feel amazed, and naturally they were also given seats by the professors of the county school.

"Changji, why didn't you hand it over?" Wei Renshi lowered his head and saw that Li He was still holding the paper in his hand and not writing, so he hurriedly asked.

"Waiting for you." Li He glanced at the white paper in Wei Renshi's hand and said.

Uh, this is simply true love!

Wei Renshi shook his head and smiled bitterly, so he had to take the pen from Li He's hand, thought about it, and wrote: "One goes to two or three miles, and there are four or five Yan villages. There are six or seven pavilions, eighty or ninety flowers. ”

Then he secretly felt ashamed in his heart, signed his name, and handed the paper to Li He.

Li Hedi looked at it, his face was overjoyed, and he took two pieces of paper and squeezed away the person and ran forward, handing them in.