Chapter 45 Good Wind Borrows Strength

A few people arrived at the blacksmith shop, and a few apprentices saw that the people who came were richly dressed, and they knew that they were not idle, so they hurriedly went in to invite the master. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhu Zhenguo took out the drawings that had been prepared a long time ago, then took off his short knife and handed it to the blacksmith, and then explained the details in detail. After some exchanges, according to each person's body habits, five hundred refined steel long knives were set, obviously one for Zhu Zhenguo and the four little friends.

Tie Niu's long knife is the longest and thickest, and after it is built, I am afraid that it will weigh no less than fifteen catties, while Zhu Zhenguo's knife is probably only more than nine catties. To tell the truth, Zhu Zhenguo arrived in this county, and he also wanted to buy some iron armor, which is different from knife making, and the process is a hundred times more cumbersome, and blacksmiths in small places basically do not have this skill. It's just that this set of iron armor is really too expensive.

These five long knives are required to refine steel, and the total price is more than 70 taels of silver, which is really not cheap, and this hundred refined steel is not the name of a kind of steel, but the name of the production process, and it is the name of the quality standard, which needs to be really tempered.

The matter was already decided, and a month later they came to pick up the goods, and after paying a deposit of ten taels of silver, a few people went out of the blacksmith shop.

It was already noon time to eat, but Ouyang Wenfeng didn't dare to stay longer, for fear that his father would not see him when he came back from work, and he was going to get angry again, and the matter had not been resolved yesterday, so he hurried home with Ouyang Shimeng and a few little guys.

Zhu Zhenguo and several others also went back home. If there is nothing to do, Zhu Zhenguo also knows that he can't eat out more, the cost is too big, and the five of him, living in this county town, have just just spent more than seventy taels to buy a treasure knife, and he also wants to save a little time.

If you want to say that this ice solution language came to the sandbank, the literary world of this sandbar is also in turmoil, the first wave of the young generation has arrived, and it will be half a month before the meeting of the older generation will be dispatched.

It's not that the older generation wants to take a shelf, it's just that the older generation is a figure with a head and a face after all, and they want to appear steady, and they go too early for fear of being in a hurry, but they have no face.

If you meet three or five friends, confidants and classmates to go together, it will also show your integrity, this is the elegance of the literary world, but it is just to borrow this place for everyone, not for beauty or fame.

After more than ten days, the painting boat was reopened, and the momentum on this pier was different from the past, most of the carriages got off the thirty or forty years old, and they were not used as poets to get on the boat, and they were all people who handed in the invitation and went straight in. In the end, Ouyang Zheng, the master of Xuezheng, and Sun Sichao, the lord of the county, also came.

For a while, there were twenty or thirty people in the main hall of the painting boat, and none of them were famous, even Xie Bingyu was not like asking others to wait more than ten days ago, and he was waiting in the hall early, but he was not the real protagonist in this hall.

Waiting for Ouyang Zheng and Sun Sichao to come in, the hall was completely quiet, but this time the seats were not fought for by everyone, they were already arranged according to their status and age, and the seats had already been reserved for the two adults.

The two sat down and excused each other, and Ouyang Zheng said something like the peak of the literary style and the good fortune in the literary world, and then praised everyone, and this was the beginning.

Zhu Zhenguo, who plucked the strings and sang the first to write "Nian Nujiao", was praised by everyone, and Xie Bingyu slowly revealed the source of the words, obviously to build momentum for this Zhu Zhenguo.

As soon as he mentioned Zhu Zhenguo, Ouyang Zheng remembered who it was, and it had only been more than a month, so he couldn't remember Zhu Zhenguo's name. Knowing that everyone took out the palindromic poem "Sandbank", there was a lot of discussion in the hall for a while, and Ouyang Zheng was also surprised, this poem completely opened a precedent in the literary world and left a deep impression on everyone.

Ouyang Zheng thought again, when Ouyang Shimeng and Ouyang Wenfeng knocked on the side in front of him and wanted to show off, he didn't have the heart to listen, so he interrupted directly. Now I know that what these two brothers and sisters want to show off is this palindrome poem, but I regret that I didn't take it seriously before.

After a long discussion in the hall, Ouyang Zheng said: "Everyone, this old man Zhu Zhenguo has heard one or two, he is the head of the Xiucai case in Qingshan County, Xianning Prefecture, he is about twelve or thirteen years old, but he is also talented, and he has a very good relationship with dogs. ”

Ouyang Zheng meant to add fuel to the fire, if Ouyang Wenfeng asked Ouyang Zheng to help Zhu Zhenguo before, then he must have scoffed at this kind of person who went through the back door, but now Zhu Zhenguo has shown his own style, and then gives some leverage, Ouyang Zheng is happy.

Everyone listened to what Master Xuezheng said, and they knew it in their hearts, and most of them nodded and thought it was okay. Sun Sichao, the county governor, even said: "Lord Ouyang has a good son, not to mention his literary talent, and the friends he has made are also so talented, Lord Ouyang has taught him well." ”

"Lord Sun has won the award, the dog is really stubborn, and he scolded him for going out to drink, but who knows that he is drinking here, haha..." Ouyang Zheng was polite and proud. Where is there a father who does not like to be praised by others for his son?

Today, there is no title to write poetry in this painting boat, everyone is an old acquaintance, and the poems are naturally made between pushing the cup and changing the lamp, no matter who produces the work is a polite tout, but the level is really not low, and the low one will not enter here today, and there are also scholars and staff members who copy it on the side.

It's just that these poems lack some novelty and sharpness in everyone's opinion. Most of the good articles are used to describe aspirations, these old generation readers, although they are full of wealth, but they have a good life, most of them still have official bodies, and they are also a little older, neither can they write the lofty ambitions in the heart of the young man, nor do they have all kinds of perceptions of the hardships of life, let alone write about the needles of the imperial court, and most of the poems that come out are also wind and snow. To say that the level of words and sentences and rhythm is top-notch, it is impossible to say how direct these poems are to the hearts of the people and enlightening.

"Zhenguo Zhenguo, big thing, big thing." Ouyang Wenfeng quickly entered through the door directly from outside the Zhu Mansion.

"Brother Wen Feng, why is he so anxious?" Zhu Zhenguo heard the voice before coming from the room. The two have been going back and forth for many days, and their names have changed.

"Zhenguo, this time you are going to make a name for yourself in Dajiang County, haha... Ouyang Wenfeng had a happy smile on his face.

"Brother Wenfeng, what kind of fame does the junior brother want to make?" Zhu Zhenguo really doesn't know what's going on, if he wants to be famous, he still has some reputation in the past ten days, and even Zhu Wenguang and Zhu Wenyuan's two uncles have come back to praise them a few times, which has also made the two uncles a lot of limelight around their friends.

"Zhenguo, who called me here when I came to you this time?" Ouyang Wenfeng is not pretentious, but this time he has grown a lot of face in front of his father. Ouyang Zhengdu praised his son for being sensible and growing up, and he also made friends with his lover.

"Who called you here, isn't it your sister who asked you to come to me?" Zhu Zhenguo really didn't know which direction to guess, so he had to make a joke.

"It's my father, my father asked me to invite you to participate in the Wenchang Poetry Club in the next month, and praised me for making friends with my lover, do you think this is a good thing." Ouyang Wenfeng said excitedly. Obviously, he was really happy about his father's approval.

"That's a really good thing, but it's a good thing I didn't expect." Zhu Zhenguo also took a look, this Wenchang poetry club is the most high-end poetry club in Dajiang County, and it is not comparable to the poetry club organized by ordinary students, which is directly run by the Xuezheng Yamen, and it is only once a year.

The Wenchang Poetry Club is held at Luoshan Wenchang College, which is located on the bank of the river, and it is said that it is a poetry meeting, but in fact, there are not many elements of poetry, but it is an exchange banquet for officialdom literati, and more of a grand event for those who are famous to exchange feelings.

Zhu Zhenguo was really surprised to be able to participate in this poetry meeting, but he didn't expect that it was Xie Bingyu who helped, sang his words directly in the painting boat, and took the opportunity to publicize it.

"Brother Wenfeng, this Wenchang Poetry Club, do you want to go?" Zhu Zhenguo asked, in fact, he was also a little weak in his heart.

"Blessed by Zhenguo, I can also see it this time, haha... This time it's a big deal. Ouyang Wenfeng said, no matter how many sage books this young man reads, he is still a young man, and he is willing to do anything that is in the limelight.

"Brother Wenfeng just goes, otherwise I'm afraid I'll have stage fright alone." Zhu Zhenguo is telling the truth, if Zhu Zhenguo wants to communicate with a group of scholars who are in their thirties and forties, it is really a bit of stage fright, and Ouyang Wenfeng still has more confidence in his heart, at least there is an acquaintance who does not seem so embarrassed to speak.