Qin Du returned the salute and replied: "Under the surname Qin, the name Dui, the word Dusheng, this is my maid cherry, we are here to participate in this poetry meeting." ”

The middle-aged man surnamed Wang, is a well-known poet in the capital, there are four major poetry societies in the capital, namely Baihua Poetry Society, Changfeng Poetry Society, Deyun Poetry Society, Ziyun Poetry Society, and Wang Sheng, is one of the backbones of the Deyun Poetry Society.

"Childe must be the first time to participate in the poetry meeting, because there are many people participating in the poetry meeting, and the Egret Continent is so big, so the poetry will have two special levels, and the people who participate in the poetry meeting must chant poems according to the specified topic before they can land and enter, of course, if you have a poetry invitation, you can also pass the customs directly."

The middle-aged scholar said, obviously not believing that this face-born son would have an invitation, after all, this person named Qin Du in the capital, there are not a hundred, but also eighty, and most of the people who will participate in this poetry meeting in the capital are some down-and-out scholars or sons and young ladies of rich and noble families, and officials who are officials in the imperial court rarely participate in such poetry meetings, especially officials above the fifth grade, basically will not participate in this Beijing poetry meeting, after all, fighting poetry with their juniors, whether they win or lose, it is not glorious.

This middle-aged man didn't think that the man in front of him named Qin Duan was the same person as the famous genius Qin Duan.

Qin Dui has a post, but now Qin Duan doesn't want to take it out, that's not interesting, I've been in the Great Qin Dynasty for so long, it's rare to take Xiao Cherry out to play, just pass the level according to the rules, it's more interesting, so I held Xiao Cherry's little hand, smiled slightly, stepped forward and said, "Please ask the question." ”

The middle-aged scholar, as soon as he stretched out his right hand, a person next to him took out a bamboo tube like watching the lottery, and dozens of bamboo sticks were placed in it, "Please draw lots." ”

"Cherry baby, you can smoke it for me." Qin Duan pointed to the bamboo tube and said with a smile at the little cherry.

Little Cherry blushed, took out one and handed it to Qin Dui, Qin Dui took one, and saw the word "peach blossom" engraved on the bamboo stick.

The middle-aged scholar took the bamboo stick and said to Qin Dui: "Please use peach blossoms into the poem, give a seven-word quatrain, if you can't do it, please take care of Sven, and quickly retreat to let the latter." ”

Qin Duan just smiled, and a quatrain had already blurted out, "The peach blossoms are only in the mirror lake, and the shadows fall on the clear waves and are ten miles red." Since farewell to Xichuan Begonia, the first will be drunk and answer the spring breeze......"

"Good poetry, good poetry!" Some talented and beautiful people on the side have opened their mouths to praise.

The middle-aged scholar also nodded, leaned to the side, and got out of the way: "Childe writes good poems, please." ”

Qin Du pointed to the little cherry and asked, "She's my maid, don't you need it?" ”

The middle-aged scholar waved his hand, signaling that it was not necessary.

Qin Duan owes a debt, pulls the little cherry and walks away, the island is green grass, weeping willows are like bursts, and there is a dense bamboo forest, and a path is cut in the bamboo forest.

At this time, the sun is shining, the wicker is swaying in the breeze, the bright sunlight is sprinkled in the sky, through the gaps between the bamboo leaves, the mottled and fine sunlight shines on the grass in the forest, which looks fresh and lovely.

"Well, this poem is well set up." After walking into the trail, Little Cherry said happily.

"Why?" Qin Duan asked laterally.

"Master, do you think, if there is no poetry gate, this island will not be crowded with people, wouldn't that be very boring? I can't accompany the master alone. ”

Little Cherry said, such an environment, alone with his own master, Little Cherry is very happy, in current words, this is the feeling of love.

When Qin Du heard this, he couldn't help laughing, and his hearty voice passed through the bamboo forest, and several water birds were so startled that they jumped out of the forest and flapped their wings and flew into the distance.

Little Cherry's little hand was held by Qin Du's palm, and her heart was full of satisfaction.

In the sweetness, the two have stepped out of the bamboo forest path, in front of them is the entrance of the long pavilion, there is already a group of scholars at the entrance of the pavilion, and there are some young and beautiful young ladies, they are all poets who have passed the two levels, and they are talking and laughing, while listening to the latecomers' answers.

Literati**, seeing a little beauty coming, the talents couldn't help but light up their eyes and cheer up, but when they saw that the hands of the beautiful women had been held, the desire in their eyes ~ diminished a lot.

Although Xiao Cherry is still young, her peerless appearance is rare even in the capital, especially in white clothes, which gives people the feeling of a little fairy.

Another point is that Xiao Cherry did not wear the maid's clothes today, but wore the clothes that Qin Du specially customized for her, similar to the current princess dress.

Let these talents think that Little Cherry is the lady of which house.

So they stopped talking and watched Qin Dui answer the question, and I just hoped that Qin Dui would fail to answer the question, and then he would walk out of the pavilion and show this beauty his poetic talent, so that he could not snatch love.

"Brother's table is so tight! I don't know if Brother Tai has an invitation or a pass? ”

This is a young man wearing a brocade robe and shaking a paper fan on the side, walking out of the crowd and staring at Xiao Cherry twice and asked.

In ancient times, there were TVs, photos and other things like now, so although Qin Duan is very famous in the capital now, there are very few people who recognize his appearance.

The young son's surname is Zhang, his name is Zimo, and he is the second son of Zhang Delong, the secretary of the Ministry of War, and this time he is guarding this second pass as the leader of the Ziyun Poetry Society.

The four major poetry societies in Jinling, the Ziyun Poetry Society is dominated by northern scholars and supports the northern party, but the northern party is uncomfortable and reused in the court, and most of the people in the society are civilians.

Baihua Poetry Society, Changfeng Poetry Society, Deyun Poetry Society, Ziyun Poetry Society

The Changfeng Poetry Society is mainly based on the children of wealthy families in Beijing, and it is also the mouthpiece of the Beijing Party, and the Hundred Flowers Poetry Society, most of them are women in the boudoir, except for the annual Beijing Poetry Society, basically do not show up to interact with people, but it has nothing to do with politics, and the literati mostly appreciate themselves with the wind ~ flow, and feel pity for the fragrance and cherish the jade, so the women of the Hundred Flowers Poetry Society can participate in the poetry meeting without breaking through and directly enter the finals.

The Deyun Poetry Society is also composed of some scholars from the south of the Yangtze River, belonging to the Donglin faction, proud of the Donglin Party, and looking down on talents from other places.

"Clear!"

Qin Duan glanced at Zhang Zimo and said coldly, his own woman was looked at fiercely, and he naturally felt a little unhappy in his heart.

"Little Cherry, you better smoke it for me! You draw lots, and I chant a famous poem for the ages. Qin Duan said in a full tone.

"Megalomania!"

When the scholars heard Qin Du say that he was going to chant a famous poem for the ages, they couldn't help but feel contempt, and they spat out, revealing disdain.

What Qin Duan said was not a big deal, because what he remembered in his head was originally famous poems through the ages, but now he just had to memorize these other people's things, so what was the difficulty.

This time, the bamboo skewer drawn by the little cherry was still written with the word "peach blossom", and Qin Duan felt that he was going to take peach blossom luck today.

Zhang Zimo said that he wanted to compose a poem with the theme of "Peach Blossoms......

With the title of "Peach Blossom", it is too difficult to make a famous poem for the ages, anyway, in the Great Qin Dynasty, there is no famous poem related to peach blossoms, everyone heard that Qin Dui drew such a topic, most of them showed a gloating look, waiting for Qin Dui to make a fool of himself, and there were a few scholars who thought they were talented, and they were ready to come out to find a cherry to talk to when Qin Dui failed.

But soon the gloating smile on everyone's face froze on their faces like ice, and as soon as Zhang Zimo's words fell, Qin Dui was already chanting words, and the words were magnificent, full of life sorrows, full of confidence and vitality, and a good poem for the ages.

Peach blossom nunnery in Peach Blossom Dock, peach blossom fairy under Peach Blossom Nunnery. The peach blossom fairy planted peach trees, and picked peach blossoms to sell wine for money.

When you wake up, you only sit in front of the flowers, and when you are drunk, you come to sleep with the flowers. Half-awake and half-drunk, day after day, flowers fall and bloom year after year.

I hope that the old man will die in the wine room, and he will not bow in front of the carriage and horse. The car dust and horses are full of fun for the rich, and the wine cup is rich in flowers.

If you compare the rich with the poor, one on the flat earth and the other in the sky. If the flowers and wine are compared to the chariots and horses, he has to drive me to be idle.

Others laugh at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it. I don't see the tomb of Wuling heroes, and there are no flowers and no wine hoeing fields.

This poem was originally a poem written by Tang Bohu, a famous genius of the Ming Dynasty in Qin Du's previous life, to express his frustration in his chest.

Everyone looked at Qin Duan in surprise, when did such a talented person come to the capital, and he casually came out with a poem that has been sung for the ages.

"Congratulations to this son, please go to Yanyuxuan"

Zhang Zimo was unwilling to hand over a delicate bamboo card, one side of the bamboo card is carved with a three-story small building with a flying eaves and corners, which is the Yanyuxuan of the loft in the heart of Bailuzhou Island, and the other side carries the words engraved with the words "Beijing Poetry Society".

"Little Cherry, let's go."

Qin Du took Xiao Cherry's hand, ignored the surprised eyes of others, and walked along the pavilion path towards the center of the island.

"Alas, this person is quite talented, but I haven't seen it before, it seems that this time Nalan Gongzi is going to meet an opponent, it seems that there is a good show to watch." Watching Qin Dui's back gradually fade away, the year-old scholar in the crowd said with some excitement.

"Forget it, Nalan Gongzi's kind of talented and wealthy young man is not comparable to ordinary people."

"Yes, this unknown son, although he has made a famous poem through the ages, but compared with Nalan Gongzi, I think it is still a step behind."

"Yes, yes, Nalan Gongzi's talent, that is famous in the capital, but he is the first talent among our young people in the capital."

"It seems that this poetry meeting is the sole appearance of Nalan Gongzi."

"Who says it's not, but Nalan Gongzi is really talented, and we can't accept it."

……

As soon as Lian Gongzi was mentioned, everyone spoke up one after another.

"Master, who is this Nalan son? Is it famous? ”

Listening to the people behind him from afar, they praised the talented man called Nalan, and said that his master was not as good as her, which made Xiao Cherry, who had gone away, very unhappy.