Zhai Liang's heart is still very big.

When I talked about the academy before, it was called a sad and bitter exhibition, and it was called a hatred that could not die.

But once the poetry meeting was mentioned, the whole person instantly seemed to be a different person, and the previous dark clouds instantly turned into a clear sky.

It can be seen that Zhai Liang's eloquence is still quite good, at least it doesn't give people a nerdy feeling.

"The day of this poetry meeting, in fact, is used to make friends, and the other is that there is a topic in the morning, if you have any ideas, you can take out a work, as long as it is handed over to them before the end of tonight, they will take it to Qinghe for personal review, if it can be recognized by Qinghe, if you come again the next day, you can get a free ticket, and you can also get the opportunity to have dinner with Qinghe.

And there will be a performance tonight, but these are Qinghe's previous works, only tomorrow night, those who have been recognized, will be qualified to board the cruise ship, Qinghe's latest works will be displayed there, and dinner together, also on the cruise, there are only 30 places on the cruise ship, but there is only one person who has dinner with Qinghe.

If Brother Tai has an idea, he might as well think of a work as soon as possible, maybe there will be a chance to hold the beauty. Zhai Liang said in a daze, not hiding his yearning for Qinghe, a talented woman.

Although no one has ever seen Qinghe's true face, how can the appearance be bad if it can be favored by the bustard and cultivated at a huge cost?

Of course, if you haven't seen a face, it doesn't mean that you haven't seen a real person, just that figure, in the words of later generations, is enough for them to play for a year.

This looming way is the real means to attract these literati.

And when Qinghe takes off his mask, although it will attract many people, it will never have such a hot scene as now.

"Do you have any works?" Li Yuanji smiled, he has his own works, and the three hundred Tang poems are not in vain.

Although Datang's habits have been changed a lot by himself, and even the style of writing has also changed, some of the real essence of things cannot be changed in a while.

Poetry is still the favorite way of entertaining and meeting friends of those literati, but its importance is only secondary.

"Brother Tai still don't want to be angry with his younger brother, although his younger brother is a protégé of the Son of Heaven, but after all, the art industry is different, when it comes to arithmetic governance, my brother has some experience, as for this poem...... Even if you take it out, it can only be embarrassing, this time my brother just came to see it, and he didn't plan to come forward. Zhai Liang smiled slightly, and said calmly, "Brother is serious, if Brother Tai really has an idea, he can show it, it is said that this Qinghe girl's temperament is very good, and she also has a certain amount of financial resources......

Speaking of which, if Li Yuanji still doesn't understand Zhai Liang's thoughts, then it will be in vain.

If you have money, you can buy a yard to support her, it doesn't matter if you don't have money, use Qinghe's own money to buy a yard, and take this kind of big beauty into your arms, how many men's lifelong dreams......

Of course, it is impossible for Li Yuanji to know Zhai Liang's true thoughts.

According to Zhai Liang, he came here just to make connections, and he didn't plan to be in the limelight.

But with such a purpose, why did Zhai Liang give up a forest and hug Li Yuanji's thigh alone? Could it be that he recognized Li Yuanji's identity?

Of course not, although there are many people who have seen Li Yuanji, but there are even more people who have not seen him, don't think that as soon as the emperor comes out, it must be the aura of the king spreading for more than ten miles, and everyone trembles to welcome him.

In fact, Li Yuanji didn't say it, and no one knew him here, so some people here wanted to say hello, and some people didn't care about him at all, and even some people were waiting for Li Yuanji to say hello.

Although Li Yuanji had only been here for a while, and he had only chatted with Zhai Liang for a while, his identity as an outsider had already spread throughout the restaurant.

As for why Zhai Liang is so enthusiastic about Li Yuanji, there is no other reason, looking at the entire restaurant, who brought his subordinates in?

It doesn't matter if you are a subordinate or not, you have to pay a ticket when you come in, Li Yuanji can pay the ticket money for his subordinates, does his own energy need to be said?

Although Zhai Liang doesn't know how big Li Yuanji's thigh is, at least it is much stronger than his own ability, regardless of whether he can use it in the future, let's make friends first.

"You, my fair lady, gentleman, no matter what his own level is? Maybe the Qinghe girl likes your work? After all, it's hard to reconcile the mouths. Li Yuanji pointed at Zhai Liang, looking like you kid has a bad stomach and I have seen through it.

"My Fair Lady, how are you gentlemen? Good poetry! Good poetry! "Where there are few people does not mean that there is no one, the conversation between Li Yuanji and Zhai Liang will naturally be heard by the people next to them, no one came to disturb before, just out of etiquette, but when Li Yuanji read such a good poem, it made the people around him stunned, and they didn't seem to care about any etiquette, so they directly interrupted and asked: "Dare to ask this brother, where does this poem come from?" Or is it written by a brother? Is there a full text? ”

For this person's very unfriendly behavior, Li Yuanji directly chose to ignore it, smiled slightly, and showed his own self-cultivation with a high style: "This poem is from the "Book of Songs", the national style, Zhou Nan, and its name is Guan Ju. The full text is Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island......"

Li Yuanji read the entire poem again, how to say good about this poem?

There are still some difficulties, it seems to be the content of the Chinese textbook in the second year of junior high school? When he first saw this poem, Li Yuanji was stunned, because he didn't know many words, and it took a lot of effort to memorize it, and it took a month to completely consolidate it.

"Good poetry! Good poetry! When Li Yuanji recited the poem, more and more people came around, one by one cautiously, for fear of making some movement and sparing the purity, when Li Yuanji read the whole poem, these people reacted, and then, there was a whole piece of applause and excitement.

And when Li Yuanji read the poem, Zhai Liang was confused.

He had heard of the Book of Songs, but he had never seen the real full text, and the gentlemen of the academy rarely mentioned these things, and the Book of Songs, in fact, most of them came from some great Confucians, but they were rarely complete, divided into different factions, and then intermittently, each faction may have the same, but it may also be completely different.

And for the sake of their own interests, these great Confucians have never thought of integrating with other factions, no, they want to annex other factions and strengthen themselves.

Everyone thinks the same way, and the result is naturally unsuccessful.

"What's a strange name?" Zhai Liang, who was confused and realized that he might catch a big fish, hurriedly took the opportunity to open his mouth and brush his sense of existence angrily.

In ancient times, before the era of Li Yuanji, knowledge was monopolized by those wealthy families, and many scholars did not have the money to study, and even if they had the money to read, they could not read more books.

A lot of private schools have read before, that is, Mr. has read, and even some are self-made, whether he is useful or not, if it is really useful, will he not go down in history?

And something as lofty as the "Book of Songs" is still difficult for ordinary people to read, and even if they do, they will not show it on such occasions.

In the words of those awesome characters, he is already so awesome, why do you want to show off in front of these turtles? If you want to show off, you naturally have to show off in front of people who are as good as yourself.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand that a billionaire will not compare his wealth and identity with a master who only has one dollar in his body, which will only show that he has no identity and loses the price.

Knowledge is monopolistic, and the owner who can read this kind of high-end goods must be the kind of person at the top of the entire Tang Dynasty.

As a result, no one dared to look at Li Yuanji with his previous thoughts at this time.

For this Zhai Liang, who was very enthusiastic as soon as he came, Li Yuanji still felt very good about him, at least he saw Zhai Liang's sincerity, not pretentious, not too much to show off, so he also explained: "This name is actually not strange, the "Book of Songs" is mainly divided into three parts: "Wind", "Ya", "Song" in the content, "Wind" refers to the ballads of the Zhou Dynasty, "Ya" is the positive sound of the Zhou people, and is divided into "Daya" and "Xiaoya", "Song" refers to the music of the Zhou royal family and the noble temple sacrifice, It is divided into ......"

"Wind" includes folk songs from fifteen different regions, also known as fifteen national winds, which is the origin of the word national style, and Zhou Nan refers to the specific era of this film, and its more important meaning is to archive and divide Guan Ju here, which can be regarded as a catalog, so that people know where it comes from? Where is it included? ”

Li Yuanji's explanation caused warm applause at the scene.

Zhai Liang's whole person was in a happy daze, but he didn't expect that he really hugged his thighs.

While others were regretful, they secretly lamented that they had missed such a good opportunity.

And the ones who regret it the most are those who have seen it a long time ago, but they feel that they are superior, so they want to wait for Li Yuanji to come over to say hello first.

Although so far, Li Yuanji's identity has not really been revealed.

But do these matter? Just the content of his words has proved that the hundreds of people present are spicy chickens.

Yes, it's still that sentence, knowledge is monopolized, the more advanced the content you read, the more noble your status is, and many Confucians can't read works like "The Book of Songs", not because they are not qualified, but because they can't find it.

Civilians look at identity, literati look at ink.

There are two types of ink, one is like Li Yuanji, who can read these high-end goods, and obviously belong to the elite class.

The other type is the kind of genius type, who does not necessarily read many books, nor is it necessarily advanced, but the works he has done are very powerful.

"You are not a Confucian, so why do you want to peek into my Confucian classics? ……”