Chapter Twenty-Nine: Childe is Peerless 2
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Gu Qingshan looked at Shen Wuyan embarrassedly, and smiled helplessly: "Since Shen Gongzi is sick, it's better to go back early." β
Shen Wuyan was okay, he glanced back at Yue'er, who had an ugly face, and chuckled: "It's okay, let's take a look at these great talents in Suzhou today, and I'm not in a hurry to go back." β
Saying this, Yue'er had no choice but to nod.
Tonight's poetry meeting is still very prosperous, except for a few people who can't come over because of something, basically famous literati are in the building.
At this time, the poetry meeting is underway, but they are all ordinary literati who express their feelings and write a few poems, and the quality is just average, and those who write articles will have to wait longer, and they have not yet reached the real **.
"I heard that Shen Gongzi is also a scholar, why don't you give a poem tonight?" It was Zhang Boning who came from not far away who spoke, and he came over when he saw Gu Qingshan standing here, but saw that Shen Wuyan was also here.
Zhang Boning is a flamboyant person, so when he went down, he immediately attracted the attention of more than half of the literati, and Shen Wuyan attracted much attention for a while.
"This is a bit bad, how can a businessman who is silent compare with you, just give up, stop here."
Shen Wuyan naturally had no intention of composing poems, and there was no poems to do, at this time he was thinking about the situation on the third floor, the letter that Da Mao had asked Da Mao to send to the prefect before, if he received it, it would be fine, but if he didn't receive it, the consequences would be very serious.
It's just that Zhang Boning obviously had the intention to make Shen Wuyan ugly, and he still didn't let go: "What is incomparable, I and other literati come to poetry and singing purely for entertainment, and Shen Gongzi doesn't need to mind." β
Just when Zhang Boning pulled all the beings to ask Shen Wuyan to compose a poem, a person walked in outside the door, that person was slightly fat, it was Hu Yuming, the eldest young master of the Hu family, and he looked at Zhang Boning sarcastically.
"Why don't you write a poem? It stands to reason that Shen Gongzi is now a guest, but you and other beings are the hosts, how can the guests take the guests, or you wait to come first. β
Hu Yuming's words were actually unreasonable, but at this time, they couldn't refute it, Zhang Boning was speechless, so he had to hug his fist at Shen Wuyan, and then walked towards Hu Yuming.
"It turned out to be Young Master Hu, but I don't know if you are on the first floor or the second floor tonight? But I know that your Hu family doesn't have a tea house, this floor...... Forget it. β
This sentence is actually mocking Hu Yuming both openly and secretly, but Hu Yuming didn't seem to hear it, but said disdainfully: "I'm on the first floor today, how about you so-called Suzhou geniuses and my Hangzhou geniuses?" β
Suzhou and Hangzhou are the thriving places of literati in the south of the Yangtze River, and in recent years, many capable people have emerged in the two places, some of whom have become officials in the court, and some of whom have also become famous in the literary world.
There was an argument over there, but Shen Wuyan found a place to sit down very casually.
"This is Shen Gongzi? Under the surname Wang. β
When the voice came, Shen Wuyan realized that the simplely dressed young man on the other side was looking at him, although the young man surnamed Wang was dressed simply, he did not lose the elegance of the literati, and compared with the pretentiousness of Gu Qingshan's generation, he was a little more capable.
Wang Gongzi nodded to Shen Wuyan and said softly: "These so-called talents in Suzhou are all incompetent. β
Shen Wuyan hesitated slightly, Xu Wei and Xu Wenchang had also said this sentence before, in fact, he also thought so in his heart, in addition to composing poems in their spare time, the real essence of these people can only be to increase some entertainment.
"The Ming scholars should not have learned from the literati of the Song Dynasty, and they all said in their bones that it was the style of the Tang Dynasty, but how could there be such a weak man in the Tang Dynasty? Let's say that Gu Qingshan Gu is a great talent, this person looks weak and can't help the wind, how can he have Li Taibai's style, it is pure nonsense. β
This is also the disadvantage of the Ming scholars, Shangwen but in essence quite proud, lacking the humility of the students of the Song Dynasty, and the mouth also hyped up advocating the Han and Tang Dynasty literary style, the so-called Wen must be Qin and Han, and poetry must be prosperous Tang Dynasty.
Listening to Wang Gongzi's words here, Shen Wuyan also felt that he agreed, and suddenly felt that this Wang Gongzi could talk about it, at least much better than those hypocrites.
"Wang Gongzi, which literati in Suzhou do you think have real talent and real learning?"
was just a casual question, but this prince was interested, and said with a smile: "Back then, Yan Shifan said that there were only three people in the world, one of them was a brocade guard and Lu Shan, the second was Yang Bo, the secretary of the military department, and the third was Yan Shifan. β
Yan Shifan is the son of Yan Song, the first assistant of the cabinet, and this person's talent is indeed terrifying, and he is good at writing green words. For this person, Shen Wuyan had to admit that the strategy was amazing. As for the remaining two, it is naturally not a problem.
ββ¦β¦ Speaking of which, there are a lot of talents in Hangzhou that Hu Yuming said. As for Suzhou's talent today, Xu Shixing, the son of the prefect, is recommended next, and this person is very talented in his words and words......"
This prince talks about the talents of the world, from Mr. Yangming, who died in the seventh year of Jiajing, to Xu Jie, the second assistant of the cabinet, so that Yang Shen, who has been exiled for many years, was dug up.
"The song that rolls the Yangtze River passes away, and the waves sweep away the heroes...... Shen Gongzi, tell me, which one of these poems is comparable to tonight? I think that only Xu Wei and Xu Wenchang can compare to this person's talent in the world. β
Xu Wenchang naturally didn't know that at this time, on a certain corner of the table in Deyue Tower, a young man who would be the first of the hundred officials in the future and had made immortal contributions to the Ming Dynasty was talking about him at this time.
At this time, Xu Wenchang was still in Hu Zongxian's mansion.
Tonight Duanyang, Hu Zongxian's shogunate is all in the house, and the grand occasion here is not something that Deyuelou can think of talking about, or it can be said that it is not a level at all.
Every name of the guests here can be resounded in all corners of Daming. The anti-Japanese generals led by Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou, as well as the great Yuan of the DPRK like Tan Lun.
At this time, the banquet was to the extreme, and many people who were not strong enough to drink had already fallen, and only Xu Wei was still on Hu Zongxian's side, and he smiled stupidly and said: "Your Excellency the Governor really thinks that you can be forgiven if you win the battle?" β
Hu Zongxian knew that what Xu Wenchang said was nothing more than clinging to Yan Song, and with the current state of affairs, I am afraid that the Yan Party is almost over.
"In any case, Your Majesty is now diligent in cultivating, and the government is still strictly in charge, and it is impossible to say what is going on here, you and I are still working hard for the country, even if something happens, I will keep you safe."
Xu Wenchang sighed and said: "I have said many times, the Japanese side really can't be solved just by defeating, the sea ban is not solved for a day, and the coast will not be peaceful after all." β
"It's not something you and I can handle,...... Your friend's suggestion of building a city is somewhat interesting, as long as they pay for the money, they can give those rich merchants a name at will, in fact, it is also possible. β
Probably thinking of some other things, Xu Wenchang suddenly laughed, and then chuckled: "I still remember that year, the Governor ridiculed Hai Rui for buying two catties of meat, and it was indeed not easy for the official to do his job. β
"It's not easy...... Speaking of Hai Rui, he is also different from some other incorruptible people, but he is also quite capable. β
Speaking of ability, Xu Wenchang couldn't help but think of the seemingly ordinary scholar again, and then muttered: "What if you can rule the world?" I'm afraid it's going to be a new day. β
Xu drank too much wine, and Hu Zongxian didn't hear this sentence clearly, but when he heard the word Wuyan, he hurriedly said: "When it comes to that Shen Wuyan, I still have to meet him if I have the opportunity, since he doesn't want to be an official ......." β
The rest of the words were not continued, Xu Wenchang slowly got up, picked up a wine jug, and got up and left under Hu Zongxian's gaze.
"I don't want to follow in my footsteps without saying a word, if something happens to the governor, Wen Chang will go to Liaodong, and Li Chengliang is a good place to go."
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The Poetry Club of Deyuelou has been halfway through, and there are endless poems here, with excellent works and ordinary chapters, and many articles have been included in the building by Deyuelou.
At this time, the tea party on the second floor is also over, many tea merchants stand on the second floor and look at the grand occasion downstairs, can't help but laugh and laugh with emotion, the final result is that Jixianju will accept these tea houses as an annex, and these shopkeepers will not leave Suzhou, which is a relatively satisfactory ending.
On the second floor, Wang Zhenming looked at Shen Wuyan on the first floor with interest, but found that the person on the side was extremely familiar.
"Wang Xijue, Zhenming didn't recognize it?"
He spoke in a very soft voice, and when he turned around, he looked like an elegant young man, wearing a square scarf and holding a scroll in his hand, but he looked like a teacher.
"So it's time? You're here too. β
Xu Shixing looked at Wang Xijue with a smile, and said lightly: "I came with my father today, on the third floor." β
The two of them walked towards Shen Wuyan while laughing.
After approaching, Wang Zhenming chuckled and said, "Why did Shen Gongzi do this just now? There is a conflict between you and me in the tea, which is also unexpected. β
Hearing Wang Zhenming speak like this, Yue'er on the side was even more angry, but because of Shen Wuyan, she had to remain indignant.
Shen Wuyan was calm, and he smiled: "What is Brother Zhenming afraid of? β
On the side, Wang Xijue recognized Xu Shixing at a glance, and then pulled aside to talk about things.
Wang Zhenming glanced at the highly regarded Wang Xijue, and could roughly see that Shen Wuyan had nothing to do with him, so he said: "Wuyan's words are interesting, I, Wang Zhenming, act above board, what can I be afraid of." β
"That's it."
Shen Wuyan shook his head and said, "I heard that Zhenming is from a Jinshi, and I will make a song in the next place today." β
As soon as the words fell, Shen Wuyan picked up the brush that had been prepared on the table.
"Festival Gate Order, Duanyang ......"
After the poem, Shen Wuyan got up and bowed his hand to Wang Xijue, and said, "Prince Wang, see you another day." β¦β¦ Xu Gongzi's side is talking about it another day, so he still has to go back and sum it up first. β
Xu Shixing was stunned for a moment, then thought of the previous letter, and hurriedly said: "It's okay, I'll visit you another day." β
"Cherry mulberry and calamus, buy a pot of realgar wine......"
"This verse looks ordinary, but the latter sentence 'Yellow paper stickers hang high outside the door, but the accountant is afraid of the spirit rune.'" β
Listening to Wang Xijue's soft recitation of the verses, Wang Zhenming's face was slightly red, and then he looked at Shen Wuyan who disappeared into the crowd