Chapter 95 Bamboo Forest Society

The township test has been completed, and there is still a period of time before the list is released. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 After the big exam, where will the students still study at home, most of them invite friends to make friends and have a poetry banquet.

Zhu Zhenguo sat at home and received five or six invitations a day. Shizi is a good association, that is, there are many groups among scholars, and most of them are called what kind of society and poetry society. In the Ming Dynasty in another world, there was a famous Donglin Party that originated from the literati association, which influenced the rise and fall of a dynasty and bore hundreds of years of infamy.

Therefore, Zhu Zhenguo also knew that he could not underestimate these literati groups, and most of the invitations sent to Zhu's house were also invitations sent by these societies and poetry societies.

Zhu Zhenguo also knows that he should participate in this kind of activity, but he must also choose the best group to participate, and an excellent literati group may also become a major political force in the court in the next few decades.

Ouyang Zhengnian is the leader of a well-known school in Zhongjing City, which is also the reason why he is still respected after so many years of his career in the wilderness, even if Sun Sichao is a county magistrate, he still maintains respect for this scholar who has lost his favor.

No one in the Dahua court dared to underestimate the political influence of this old Ouyang Zheng, who had been dormant for many years. One day, this Ouyang Zheng rose from the ground, swayed into the nine skies, and sat firmly in the cabinet to talk with the monarch.

This kind of thing seems difficult, but it often only needs a small opportunity, and when the opportunity comes, old friends take advantage of the situation, and big things will be done. Maybe this opportunity won't come when Ouyang Zheng is drooping into the curtain, maybe this opportunity will fall on his head tomorrow.

For the current Ouyang Zheng, perhaps his protégé Zhu Zhenguo is this opportunity.

Zhu Zhenguo waited for Ouyang Wenfeng, and Ouyang Wenfeng also brought a few invitations, but the invitation was similar to what Zhu Zhenguo received. The two discussed it, and tonight they were invited by a person called "Bamboo Forest Society".

This Bamboo Forest Society is also a very famous society in Dajiang County, people have come and gone for decades, and many officials in Dajiang County in the DPRK and Central China also went out of this society, which is the gathering of the Bamboo Forest Society in Zhongjing City.

Since the Bamboo Forest Society has taken this name, the meeting place is obviously in a bamboo forest, which is located under Luoshan Mountain, on the bank of the river.

Zhu Zhenguo and Ouyang Wenfeng came to this meeting place, there have been many students, and there are many familiar faces, the most familiar is the Tang Baishi with Danqing stunts, Zhu Zhenguo is familiar with it or on the painting boat of Xie Bingyu, this Tang Baishi painted a masterpiece to solve everyone, Zhu Zhenguo also inscribed poems on it.

The three of them got acquainted with each other and gathered together. After a while, people came and went, but there were seven or eight small tables sitting between the bamboo forests, about 20 people, but there was another acquaintance among the people, it was Wu Zishan.

Wu Zishan also saw Zhu Zhenguo, but he looked at Zhu Zhenguo a few more times, and then went to a small table. At this time, Zhu Zhenguo saw that there was another acquaintance on the small table, which was Wu Zishan's follower Dogleg Zhou. I hadn't noticed it before.

There is a neatly trimmed and clean gentle stream next to the small table that flows to the river, and all the small tables are mostly arranged along the side of the stream.

Tang Baishi saw that people would also gather, got up and said: "Today I have a gathering of the Bamboo Forest Society, thank you for the invitation, I don't talk about scientific research today, regardless of state affairs, only drink and enjoy, only talk about Fengyue!" ”

Everyone applauded, Zhu Zhenguo and Ouyang Wenfeng also applauded, and they just knew that Tang Baishi was the leader of this year's Bamboo Forest Society.

The dishes were already prepared on the table, and Tang Baishi said loudly: "Serve the wine!" ”

Listening to Tang Baishi's instructions, a few small people in the upper reaches of the creek took out bamboo bowls and began to make wine, each bamboo bowl was half filled with good wine, and slowly put it into the gentle flow of the stream, and the bamboo bowl floated on the surface of the water and slowly went down with the water.

The crowd lowered their bodies and took out the bamboo bowls directly from the narrow stream that floated down.

This scene is a confirmation of the elegance of a sentence: the winding water flows!

When no one got a bowl, Tang Baishi stood up and said, "Drink this cup together!" ”

And the crowd stood up, and drank with their mouths full, and drank it all.

Then the feast began, and acquaintances talked to each other to toast and increase their feelings. But they didn't even talk about the just-finished township test.

Zhu Zhenguo and Ouyang Wenfeng also drank a lot, and Tang Baishi, as the convener of the party, drank the most.

More than half of the wine, Tang Baishi was drunk, and said with a smile: "The wine has been drunk, heaven and earth are unified, I should make this great river painting, you offer the good poetry of the clouds, who made a good poem, it will be inscribed with my painting, and it is also a souvenir of today's party." ”

The crowd was also full of wine and applauded. Even Zhu Zhenguo is also preparing a good poem in this warm atmosphere to enjoy the wine.

The little guy on the side had already sent rice paper to the table for Tang Baishi to paint. There are also junior students such as scholars and students, who have already taken out paper and pens and are ready to record everyone's poems.

Tang Baishi held a paintbrush in his hand, slowly grinded, and visited a few inkstones for adjusting the ink color, but he was still saying: "Which poem can be selected by another person to take over after the poem, who will come first?" ”

Ouyang Wenfeng was even more arrogant, and said loudly: "Everyone, I Ouyang Wenfeng will come first." ”

Everyone applauded, Ouyang Wenfeng obviously had poetry in his chest, and Lang Lang said:

"Chu Sai Santing picks up, and Shazhou Jiupai passes.

Outside the world of rivers, the mountains are in the middle of nothing.

The capital floats in front of the pool, and the waves move far into the sky.

The river is a good wind day, and the drunken and bamboo Weng are stayed. (Changed from Wang Wei)

"Good poetry, good poetry, who will Wen Feng refer to again?" Tang Baishi and the others praised and asked.

Ouyang Wenfeng saw that everyone applauded, and he was also happy in his heart, and asked himself who he would let compose the poem. Looking around left and right, I wanted Zhu Zhenguo to come, but I thought that my friend was talented and talented, and it was the best finale. Finally, I saw a classmate and pointed over.

The talent who was pointed out was not stage frightened, stood up and shook his head, and opened his mouth to be poetic.

The people who sit in this bamboo forest are all talents, where can they stump everyone when they write poems, although the poems are uneven, but none of them hesitate.

Soon arrived at this Wu Zishan, Wu Zishan sprinkled a masterpiece and chanted, and everyone applauded.

Wu Zishan looked at everyone present, but said: "Please ask Zhu Gongzi, the first genius of the river, to compose a song." ”

Tang Baishi was also happy when he heard this: "Okay, Zhenguo will come again, haha... Zhenguo has to make a good song, but he can't break my Danqing name. ”

Tang Baishi's words were joking, but he already felt in his heart that Zhu Zhenguo's poems must be written on these paintings, and he joked with the intention of drinking that Zhu Zhenguo should write poems well, and not be worthy of his own paintings.

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