As mentioned earlier, most of the literati banquets in this form will be turned into poetry clubs, since the literati come here, firstly, to enjoy the night view of Qujiang Pond, and secondly, it is more important to win some fame and pave the way for official careers.

The utilitarian is a little stronger, and if you want to be famous, you will naturally try all means, and you will not enjoy it as freely as the usual poetry club.

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the Qulou are naturally indispensable, these literati will suddenly have a flash of inspiration when they stroll around, and the poetry is prosperous, they will bring paper and pencil to make a big work, and often someone wants to compose poems, and the literati next to them are going to go around to taste and comment, regardless of whether they know each other or not, it can be regarded as a cheer, which is a rule formed over time.

Therefore, once someone writes a good poem, it will be spread among everyone in an instant, and it will be noticed by tonight's "headhunters", and it is possible to pass the poem into the health palace.

And once the poem is passed on to the health temple, it will be the biggest winner tonight.

Xu Chen and Zi'er leaned on the railing on the long bridge, looking at the river in the night of the lamp, but they also had the feeling of leaning on the railing with the beauty, but Zi'er in front of them was obviously a yellow-haired girl, and there was still some distance from the beauty.

Zi'er was obviously more excited, it was the first time she had grown up to participate in a gathering of talented people, how could she not be excited, she had already put the princess's blame behind her at this moment.

The people who come here are not only literati, but there are also not a few people like Xu Chen who are dressed in rich clothes, obviously most of them are vassal and elegant magnates, and there is a big age gap between them.

There were many people gathered on the pavilion at the end of the long bridge, and it turned out that someone wanted to compose a poem.

I saw a young man in a green shirt in the pavilion unfolding the white paper on the stone platform, flicking his long sleeves, frowning, staring at his eyes, and writing with a pen, his movements were quite chic.

"The incense pavilion curtain is full of glass, and the clouds and temples are getting farther and more ruthless.

The remnants of pink tears are inexhaustible, and half of the city is half of the smoke and rain and half of the wind. ”

In one go, I don't know if I was prepared, and then everyone commented, but this poem is average, everyone is literati, although literati are light, but it is not easy to say that it is ugly, and it is just an understatement.

The poet doesn't have this awareness, he thinks he writes well, and he can see some pride between his eyebrows, and he is still thinking about whether the headhunters will pay attention, but it is possible. After everyone commented, they dispersed, this corridor is very large, there are many literati, and they can't just stay in one place.

It's definitely good to walk around a little more, so that you don't miss good poetry, the so-called good poetry, seeing it with your own eyes and listening to other people's mouths are completely two different feelings, quite a little bit watching it be born, it's nothing more than thinking that you can get famous. The literati who came here tonight are all the top masters in the capital, so if you move around more, you may be able to meet friends and make like-minded friends.

Xu Chen was closer to this pavilion, but when he heard the poems written by that person, at first glance it sounded a bit of a flower-like meaning, but this sentence was written tastelessly, the so-called disease-free moaning, without the slightest interest.

Zi'er saw Xu Chen looking towards the pavilion and said, "Does Master Ma also want to compose poems?" If you compose poetry, you will surely be able to pass it on to the health temple. ”

turned around and smiled at Zi'er, his three poems were all plagiarized, and they couldn't be on the stage, oh no, people couldn't get on the stage.

is just smiled: "Just look at the excitement, you see that these people tonight are all famous talents in the capital, I am a martial artist, but I don't dare to be ashamed, go over there and go shopping." ”

Xu Chen said this, Zi'er didn't see it that way, although this concubine is a martial champion, but it is powerful here, the poems written by the martial champion can be compared to the literary champion, the concubine must be modest, so he just smiled slightly, followed Xu Chen inside, and stopped talking.

At this time, the number of poets began to increase, and the interest came, and some infection was infected, and poetry flourished. But it's also monotonous, that is, a few people gathered around to comment, and I didn't see any outstanding poems, and occasionally I could hear the people who made the fu, at this time, it was a good time for these literati to show their talents, and they all came, leaving nothing behind, and it seemed that they really couldn't live the royal banquet.

The literati gathering finally became a poetry meeting, especially at the royal banquet, which is an inevitable phenomenon, but this is not the biggest attraction, wonderful such as "fighting poetry", that is, two people are more energetic, and they have to compare their talents, so it is easy to do, each person writes a poem, and it is good to let everyone compare. Although Dou Shi can quickly attract onlookers, which is of great help to the improvement of fame, but if it can't compare with others, it will be a very embarrassing thing, after all, there are so many peers to witness.

Therefore, people who dare to "fight poetry" have quite a deep literary foundation, and they have extreme confidence in themselves, and they can't see such a scene in ordinary poetry meetings.

Then there is the "passing on the poem", the poem is usually used in the Qinglou, of course, not everyone dares.

The most powerful thing is "surrounding poetry", which literally means that the big guys gather around to compose poems, but in fact, it is not. Poetry is definitely a strong stroke in the history and culture of the Tang Dynasty, and it is an indispensable part of the entire Chinese history.

If the fighting poetry is a heads-up between two literati, then the poetry is a group fight, and the group fight here is not a group of literati against a group of literati, but a person challenging everyone.

It's equivalent to a martial arts competition, a character who feels like he is very awesome stands on the stage and declares that he is the most powerful figure in today's martial arts, who wants to disagree, he will come up one-on-one, one-on-one to this extent, in fact, it may be a pair of ten, because there is physical exertion.

And the person who initiated the "Wai Poem" is equivalent to saying to all the literati tonight that I am the most talented and learned, and I am not convinced.

Of course, the probability of happening is very low, and even if you become famous, you will become the target of public criticism.

This corridor is very long, and there are a lot of people, the more you go inside, the more you seem to feel a kind of scholarly atmosphere, the literati has quite a connotation, although Xu Chen is dressed gorgeously today, and there is a maid behind him, but it has not attracted much attention from others, indeed, there are many rich children like Xu Chen who come to join in the fun.

It is indeed to join in the fun, in fact, for such a night scene, it is still quiet to see a peaceful state of mind, and it will be easier to be moved by the beautiful scenery, but compared to the noisy royal night banquet, it is always better here.

After a while, he walked on another long bridge, the location changed, and the scenery naturally changed, Xu Chen was about to stop, but he was suddenly grabbed by a person behind him and dragged to the railing of the long bridge.

This person pulled Xu Chen out of the crowd, although the strength was not large, but it was very sudden, Xu Chen turned his head and saw a fair face blocked at this moment, at first glance the cheeks with clear eyebrows, but at this moment he kept winking at Xu Chen and squeezing his eyes, and put his fingers to his mouth to make a silent gesture to Xu Chen.

came a little suddenly, Xu Chen didn't react, looking at the crooked expression on this delicate face, he was stunned for a while, and then looked at the person holding him at the moment was obviously dressed as a man, and this person was obviously shorter than himself, almost tiptoe to pick Xu Chen over.

Xu Chen, who was confused, looked at the face that looked like he had been stepped on, but he didn't make the slightest movement, the man was obviously signaling him not to be frightened, but subconsciously obeyed the order, let this person hold it, and his body was still close.

It's nothing to let a man hold his shoulders, but suddenly a stranger comes out and grabs your shoulders, and then grins at you, which is a bit excessive, but Xu Chen can obviously feel that this person with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes and standing on tiptoe to hold himself is actually a woman.

With such a close distance, coupled with the unique fragrance on this person's body, a fool can also see that this is a woman, so Xu Chen didn't resist excessively, but he didn't know what the intentions of this girl dressed as a man were.

For a moment, I thought that this woman saw that she was very handsome, and she couldn't bear her emotions, so she hugged herself and prepared to make a promise, which seemed to be the legendary affair, and had the potential to develop a one-night stand.

Lust is the characteristic of every man, and the imagination stimulated by the basic functions of the body is terrible, but some people have a long time of lust, some people are short, some people are too serious, and some people are fleeting.

Xu Chen just passed away.

Zi'er and Xu Chen were walking side by side, but in a blink of an eye, they didn't see where the horse had gone, and when they looked back and forth, they saw Xu and a strange man hooking their shoulders and sticking together, and a chill suddenly rose.

In just a few tens of seconds, the woman looked back at the pedestrians on the bridge carefully, looked around for a while, and didn't seem to find the person she was looking for, so she let out a big breath and instantly relaxed.

"This brother, can you let go of your hand?" Xu Chen asked, his expression was a little joking.

The woman's face instantly flushed, and then she remembered that she was still holding a big man, and hurriedly put her arm down and retreated, so she also remembered something, her eyes widened, and she said angrily: "Aren't you a good eye?" Can't the big girl see it? ”

After that, he deliberately straightened his chest, as if he wanted to show that he was indeed a woman.

This sentence stunned Xu Chen, feeling that you are not a woman pretending to be a man to hide people's eyes......

Wellness Temple.

After Li San said a few words, the dinner party began.

For the court officials present, Emperor Li San has not seen him for a long time, thinking about how handsome this wise emperor was at the beginning, and still remembers the shocking speech at the Taiji Palace court meeting, and at this moment there is only a dying old man sitting on it, and there is no Li Sanlang back then.

In their opinion, whether there is an emperor or not, they still have to live, the family is still waiting for their own corruption and bribery to make a living, although Yang Guozhong is a villain, he is a good person who drinks spicy food with him, and he does not intend to mix with Yang Prime Minister, although he hates such traitorous behavior, but he just hates, and no one dares to stand up and scold him.

Sometimes the facts are clearly there, but some people deliberately pretend not to see it, perhaps out of necessity, or willingly.

The stepped square is divided into three wine tables for the banquet, and the people who sit on the top platform are naturally close to the emperor, that is, the core forces of the Tang Dynasty, and those who can sit at the same table with the emperor are naturally the leaders of those core forces.

Li San and Yang Yuhuan naturally sat on the upper seat, and the characters in turn were: Princess Yuzhen, Princess Li Qing and Tian Rong, Li Dao, King of Xiang, Princess Yong'an, and sitting at the bottom was Yang Guozhong, the prime minister of the dynasty.

Yang Guozhong is very popular with Li San, and it can be seen from this night banquet that the people sitting at the same table with the emperor are all respected royal upper-class figures, but this Yang Guozhong is an outsider, which is enough to see Li San's importance to Prime Minister Yang.

There are two reasons why he is so favored, one is because of Yang Yuhuan's relationship, he has only been promoted over the years, not demoted, and has worn many positions until now; The second reason is also Prime Minister Yang's specialty----- sycophancy.

Prime Minister Yang can be said to be a good fart, good guy, if this guy is patted up, he will shoot straight to the spring, the sea is dry and rotten, he can always make Li San enjoy it with his language skills, but there is no sign of the slightest flattery, the originator is also.

People who love to pat on the back are naturally more willing to be patted by others, and Liu Zhuangyuan is also a good hand in this regard, so he naturally won the love of Prime Minister Yang.

So during this banquet, the emperor talked to his family, Prime Minister Yang generally pretended to be a grandson, although he was rampant on weekdays, but the people here were some of the emperor's brothers and sisters, and they must not be able to offend, and these royal big names have never liked Yang Guozhong, fortunately, the emperor believes in him, and he is even more favored, and these people don't say bad things about him anymore, but they don't give the prime minister a good look.

can only pretend to be a grandson, pretend to be a moment, a romantic life, and "a moment of sycophancy, be photographed for a lifetime." "There is the same thing, the back waves of the Yangtze River are also shooting the front waves.

At this time, the feast really began, and the wine and food began to be served, but to everyone's surprise, today's dishes were very different from the usual meals, and the flat color of this dish alone could be seen.

Emperor Li San saw the dishes served, but he did not have the slightest surprise, as if expected, just smiled slightly, tasted it first, and seemed to achieve the expected effect, so he motioned for everyone to move the chopsticks.

How did everyone know that today's imperial chef was actually the fat imperial chef in the East Palace who apprenticed to the concubine, and Li San specially asked him to be in charge of the royal dinner, and ordered the fat imperial chef to cook with the new gadgets that the concubine taught him.

Li San's intentions tonight ,,,,,, too clear.