The next day, Miss Gong Er sent Qing'er to ask when the draft event would be held. Because Li Yibai was going to attend the literary salon of Yanyu Restaurant, he said that he would wait for another 5 days.

Li Yibai also complained in his heart, this broken party wasted a lot of my time. I'm still in a hurry to recruit talent, and I also have to buy Xue Jiade's antique shop.

Li Yibai got into the carriage and let the dog go to Lin'an Yanyu Restaurant.

Yanyu Restaurant is located in the most prosperous area of Lin'an City. The restaurant has three floors. The first layer is full of ordinary literati who are vassals and elegant, and they are all here to chase stars, just to meet celebrities such as Guo Jia and Li Tang.

The second floor is the place where Guo Jia, Li Tang and others gather, and the staircase on the second floor is guarded by a special person, and no one is allowed to enter without a post. The entire second floor is huge, and it is only reserved for this limited number of celebrities.

The third floor is where the celebrities rest, and when they get drunk when they are in the middle of the day, they can sleep on the third floor.

Both the second and third floors can be placed on balconies overlooking the West Lake.

Therefore, the second and third floors of this Yanyu restaurant are equivalent to the clubhouses of modern society, which are only open to a limited number of people.

Li Yibai got out of the carriage in front of the Yanyu Restaurant and walked in.

At this time, the first floor of Yanyu Restaurant was full of friends. Although the consumption of the restaurant is extremely high, it is still overcrowded, which also verifies what I said before, many people went bankrupt in order to see Guo Jia, just because they were waiting for him in the Yanyu restaurant.

'Li Yibai. Li Yibai heard someone shouting at him. He turned his head and saw a scholar-like figure at the counter.

The memories of Li Yibai's previous life quickly emerged, and he remembered that this person's name was Wu Fan. is Li Yibai's classmate and friend who rushed to take the exam the year before last. Wu Fan's family is poor, although he is a scholarly family, his father is only a petty official, and he died early, so he failed to take over.

Wu Fan has some talents, but he is too arrogant and arrogant, and he admires Mencius's doctrine. So the examiner must not let him be lifted. What the ruling class fears most is Mencius thought, which is detrimental to the imperial power.

'It's Wu Fan. What are you doing here. Li Yibai was curious.

'Well, it's insulting to say. I really can't eat, so I'm here to help Xiao Er settle the score. Wu Fan said ashamedly. 'What are you doing here?' ’

'Me. I'm going up to the second floor to meet Guo Jia and them. Li Yibai said lightly.

Wu Fan couldn't believe his ears. 'You won't, no, the second floor is a place for geniuses and celebrities. ’

Not only did Wu Fan say this, but several scholars at the table next to him also laughed when they heard Li Yibai's words.

'You're crazy, this young man. If you look like a businessman, you can go up to the second floor. ’

"That's it, that's it, I've been in the middle of the house for 5 years, and I haven't been to the second floor. ’

'Our family is also a family of scholars in the sixth generation, and my father is still the editor of the Hanlin Academy, so I didn't have a chance to go up to the second floor. You're a businessman, and you're really laughing out of your big teeth. ’

This kid must have been whimsical, thinking that he could go up to the second floor with two stinky money. The rich men in this city of Lin'an are as many as the stars in the sky. My family is also a big landlord. At the same time, I have a reputation, and I can't even go up to the second floor. ’

Li Yibai didn't want to deal with these people, and after saying goodbye to Wu Fan, he came to the staircase, handed over the greeting post to the two strong men guarding the door, and went up to the second floor.

At this time, the people on the first floor who laughed at Li Yibai couldn't believe their eyes. Oh, my God. This person actually has a prayer post on the second floor, who is he? I've been sitting here for a year, why not me. This person is able to go to the second floor for the first time here. It seems that he has a lot of connections and has a way.

At this time, there was Jia Renyi among the people on the second floor, and Jia Renyi also had a way, he came in with his cousin, the famous genius boy Zhuang Yu.

Zhuang Yu is a genius in the eyes of everyone, he ranked first in the examination last year, and he was only sixteen years old. And he can recite a large number of the Four Books and Five Classics, and the books hidden in his stomach can transport 1oo carts.

Everyone calls him the contemporary Wang Bo.

As soon as Zhuang Yu went to that station, he was surrounded by everyone like stars and moons.

Guo Jia, Li Tang, and Yang Shixian did not surround Zhuang Yu. Around him were Confucian scholars who were inferior to them. But the entire second floor, either a genius or a jinshi, is not a mediocre person.

Li Yibai came up.

Jia Renyi was taken aback, he didn't expect Li Yibai to come. But immediately he came up with a bad idea in his head, to make Li Yibai make a fool of himself to avenge yesterday's revenge.

Jia Renyi whispered to Zhuang Yu, "This newcomer is a businessman, he just knows how to paint, and he is not good at poetry. ’

Zhuang Yu has grown up in praise for a long time, and he is proud of his talents, except for Guo Jia, Li Tang and other celebrities, he doesn't take anyone in his eyes at all. heard that Li Yibai was a businessman, and he was even more disdainful.

He is worthy of being compared to me. Cousin, you're stupid. ’

Zhuang Yu is not only arrogant, but also jealous, once he heard that a child can memorize three hundred Tang poems at the age of 8, so he found the child and beat him. When the child's parents came to him, he said, 'Don't let this child be better than me in the future.' That's why I'm going to beat him. ’

When many Confucian scholars saw Li Yibai's arrival, they all discussed, 'This is the painting genius in the mouths of Li Tang and Yang Shixian, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it.' I really don't know, if it's true, it won't be indiscriminate. ’

When Li Tang saw Li Yibai coming, he stepped forward and introduced to everyone, "This is the painting genius Li Yibai." The bamboo he painted was a must. ’

Yang Shixian also said, 'Yes. The bamboo painted by Li Yibai is unmatched in the world, and if it is a saint, it will definitely be praised heavily. ’

Guo Jia saw Li Yibai, but just looked at him calmly and did not speak.

Li Yibai saw that Guo Jia was an old man, older than Li Tang, full of energy, graceful, and extraordinary, but he had never seen this person when he read the history of the Song Dynasty before, but the memories of his previous life were there, and it seemed that the history books were not particularly complete. Perhaps in the era of Song Huizong, there were fewer great writers, and they all painted more households.

Zhuang Yu, hearing Li Tang and Yang Shixian praise Li Yibai like this, his heart was sour. looked at Li Yibai with hatred. Zhuang Yu is such a cautious person, and he can't see others as good.

Guo Jia saw that everyone had arrived, so he said, "Today we are going to drink and poetry." Since the Tang Dynasty, poetry has declined, and people in our dynasty love to write lyrics. So today we are going to carry forward the tradition of our predecessors and write a few beautiful poems. ’

Li Tang happily picked up the wine glass from the table, "Come on." After all of us had a drink, we would compose poems after drinking, which would be more enjoyable. ’

'Good. Guo Jia and the others all picked up their wine glasses.

Li Yibai also learned from them and drank the wine glass.

After taking a sip of wine, the feeling of this wine and water is almost the same, not spicy at all, and the wine of the Song Dynasty is low.

Guo Jia led everyone to the balcony. There is a pot of peony flowers on the balcony, and a few petals of the peony flowers have fallen in the pot.

Guo Jia pointed to this pot of flowers, "I'll test you, take this pot of flowers as the theme, and each of you will make a poem." Then we will judge who made the best poems. ’

'Good. And they all agreed. These people say that they are composing poems, but in fact, they are competing for talents, and they are all famous and famous celebrities at this scene, showing off their talents in front of them, what a beautiful thing.

Everyone is gearing up and ready to show off their literary talents.

At this time, Zhuang Yu just smiled faintly.

Jia Renyi first made a poem. The ordinary five-word quatrain is unbearable, and everyone feels that it is just very ordinary, and Guo Jia shook his head. This poem is not good.

Jia Renyi lowered his head, this was already his best effort.

Then some other Confucian scholars made poems one by one.

Some are okay, but some rhymes are still missing.

Some words are beautiful, but the artistic conception is not.

Some of the artistic conception is also very good, but there is no emotion.

These latter people can do it, the words are very beautiful, the artistic conception is very good, and it is already good.

But Guo Jia still didn't show a satisfied smile.

At this time, everyone looked at the genius boy Zhuang Yu. Zhuang Yu smiled heartily and said, "The name of the poem I made is "Gift to Mr. Guo Jia". ’

As he walked, he said: '

Fold flowers and send them to Bianliang people.

Jiangnan has nothing, talk about giving a branch of red. ’

After Zhuang Yu finished. Everyone was shocked and said, 'Good poetry, Zhuang Yu deserves to be a young genius.' ’

The corners of Guo Jia's mouth also showed a smile. Yes, the words are beautiful, and the mood and feelings are also there. ’

Yang Shixian said, "This poem is good, but it seems that something is missing." It would be better if there was a philosophy. ’

Guo Jia said, "That's right. Those of us who make articles, the highest level of talent should be philosophical, and scholars should not only be emotional. ’

This Guo Jia is usually used to writing essays. Like the great writers of the Song Dynasty, they all love to write philosophical argumentative essays, Su Shi, Su Zhe, Ouyang Xiu, including Fan Zhongyan, they will bring some philosophy when writing scenes.

Just like Ouyang Xiu's famous sentence, 'The drunkard's meaning is not in the wine, but in the mountains and rivers.'" ’

At this time, except for the celebrities Guo Jia, Li Tang, Yang Shixian, and Li Yibai, who did not compose poems, everyone else did it.

Li Tang knew that Li Yibai was talented, he could paint bamboo with a rebellious spirit, and he must be good at adding philosophy to his writing. So Li Tang walked up to Li Yibai and pouted, "Brother Yibai, you can also be one." ’

Zhuang Yu looked at Li Yibai with disdain, and said in his heart, just rely on you, it's good to be half as good as me.

Li Yibai didn't want to be in the limelight. But Li Tang said so, so he had to do the same.

'The vast and sorrowful day is slanting, and the whip points to the end of the world.

Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. ’

After Li Yibai finished writing this poem. The audience held their breath.

Guo Jia couldn't help shouting, 'What a poem.' Good poetry, emotional, meaningful, philosophical. ’

Li Tang, Yang Shixian and everyone else also discussed, "Good poetry." Shouted out the hearts of our doctors. ’

At this time, Zhuang Yu's face turned green. His eyes were full of hatred, and he couldn't wait to beat Li Yibai.

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