The poetry meeting held by the prefect's yamen invited the most famous and famous students in Hangzhou, which was the poetry meeting of the highest standard, and naturally attracted much attention.

If there is a good work at the poetry meeting, it will be spread out as soon as possible.

Above the West Lake, the painting boats are brightly lit.

On a gorgeous three-story painting boat, a poetry party is also being held.

A group of students talked loudly, chanted poems, and then called Hangzhou's famous Qing officials and beauties to accompany them, and the atmosphere here was more lively than the poetry meeting of Mochizuki Tower.

"Brother Jiang's poem is really well written."

"Yes, tonight's masterpiece of yours, I'm afraid I'm going to win the first place."

"I think Brother Jiang's poem may not have been written by those students who participated in the Mochizulou Poetry Club."

"What is the meaning of the poem of Mochizuki Tower, it is better for us to be happy here, the beauty of the West Lake painting boat is on the side, it can inspire more, Brother Jiang's poem, if those adults hear it, they must be shocked and impressed by Brother Jiang's literary brilliance."

The Jiang Caizi, who was praised and praised by everyone, had a little smug on his face, but he pretended to be modest and shook his hand again and again: "The people invited by the Moon Tower Poetry Club are all talented heroes in Hangzhou, and they will definitely write a lot of masterpieces. ”

"I don't think so."

"I still think Brother Jiang's lyrics are well written."

At this moment, a small boat rowed over, the boatman handed over a piece of paper, and soon a maid took this paper into the painting boat flower hall, "The latest poem of Mochizuki Tower, it is said that it was made by Qin Guan Qin Shaoyou's son, and it has been named and sung by Lin Governor's Mansion." ”

The crowd was interested,

"Oh, then Qin Guan wrote another poem, the partridge day just now is good, I don't know if this one can surpass the partridge day just now."

"It's already rare to be able to produce a poem, but how can a good poem come easily."

"It's strange to say, I am a classmate with that Qin Guan, and I have never seen him study his homework before, but why is he suddenly full of literary brilliance."

Jiang Caizi sneered: "I am good friends with Brother Chunyuan, and Brother Chunyuan told me that when Qin Guan was in the imperial examination, he must have cheated, otherwise he would definitely not be able to pass the exam, but someone maintained it, and the two brothers of the Qian family were unlucky." ”

"As for Qin Guan's poems, they must have been bought, and as for the gods and ghosts he said, they are just hiding people's eyes and ears, is he really blessed by the Taoist Ancestor."

Jiang Caizi looked at the first person who took the manuscript of the poem and said, "Zhang Zhi, read it to everyone, and see what poems Qin Guan has come up with to fool people this time." ”

"Zhang Zhi.."

"Zhang Zhi...."

screamed twice, and the student named Zhang Zhi woke up.

Zhang Zhi got the poem, and was deeply attracted by this poem after only a few glances, and was intoxicated by it.

Hearing someone call him, Zhang Zhi stood up with excitement on his face and said: "This poem is so well written, except for those great poets of the sages, I have never seen such a poem that intoxicates me, I dare to say that this is the best poem I have ever seen." ”

A guy who drank too much said disdainfully: "Can he still surpass Li Du, if he can really write a poem comparable to Li Du, I will jump directly into the lake." ”

"I'll read it to everyone, and you can taste it yourself," Zhang Zhi didn't argue, and began to read Qin Guan's Queqiao Immortal.

"The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark..... If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight? ”

After reading a poem, and then looking at the hall of the painting boat, everyone was stunned, as if they had lost their souls.

"Plop!"

A loud sound of entering the water woke everyone up.

"Oops, why did Brother He jump."

"Hurry up and get someone."

The slave of the painting boat went into the water to catch people, and soon fished He Shusheng up, this He Shusheng was already able to water, so he couldn't drown at all.

When He Shusheng came back, he stood in the flower hall covered in water, and his body was still dripping down the water, and someone praised: "Brother He is really a believer, and he will dive when he says he dives." ”

He Shusheng said leisurely, "This poem is absolutely written, deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, I think there will be no Qixi words in the future." ”

Someone sighed: "Yes, from now on, I'm afraid no one will make Qixi lyrics anymore, and in the future Qixi Festival, this Queqiao Immortal will be taken out and sung." ”

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Xie Yan Street, Hangzhou City, Ayalan Poetry Society.

The Ayalan Poetry Society is the largest women's poetry club in Hangzhou, and today on the Chinese Valentine's Day, many female talents and ladies gather here to celebrate the festival together.

The women of the Great Zhao Kingdom are far from being restricted to death like in the Ming and Qing dynasties in later generations, and they are raised in the deep boudoir. The Great Zhao State inherited the Tang style, and women were relatively much more open and free, and some women from big families would also learn knowledge and poetry like men.

Da Zhao Guo does not have the saying that "a woman is virtuous if she is not talented". The defense of etiquette and religion is far less strict and rigid than that of the Ming and Qing dynasties.

In the Great Zhao Kingdom, there are not a few women who are engaged in teaching, medicine, and business, and even those who are in the military.

At this time, a group of women in the poetry club admired the moon and drank and discussed poetry, which was more lively than those small poetry clubs.

A maid at the door took the poems from outside, walked into the poetry club, handed the poem manuscript in her hand to Lin Shishuang of the poetry club of Ayalan, and whispered: "Miss, this is the poem that just came from the poetry club of Mochizuki Tower." ”

Lin Shishuang didn't care about it at first, but after opening it, she only glanced at it and was attracted by the poem in her hand.

"Sister Shishuang, is it the latest poem of the Mochizuki Tower Poetry Club?"

"Sister Shishuang is in a daze."

Lin Shishuang woke up after calling two or three times, and then said excitedly: "I just received the poem from Wangyue Tower, I took a look, it's really a wonderful poem, I read it to my sisters." ”

Immediately, I read the song "Queqiao Immortal".

As soon as I finished reading, countless women applauded,

"It's a beautiful song."

"After listening to this song, I have a heart-pounding feeling, so moved."

"So do I, my heart is still pounding."

Lin Shishuang said: "If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight." These two sentences reveal the true meaning of love, love must withstand the test of long-term separation, as long as they love each other, even if they are separated all year round, only once a year, they are much more valuable than the vulgar pleasure of accompanying each other day and night. ”

A woman asked: "Sister, this poem is really well written, I don't know which genius it came from." ”

"I guess it's Shen Yichen, he's the number one talent in Hangzhou."

"I also guess it's Shen Yichen."

"The Moon Tower Poetry Club brings together famous talents in Hangzhou, and it is possible for others."

"That's right, maybe it's still that Qin Guan, didn't he also write a good poem about the poem that came before."

"Qin Guan is a gentleman, and the previous words are just a fluke. This Queqiao Immortal is so wonderful, how could it be written by Qin Guan. ”