Isn't it the Qixi Poetry Club, Qin Guan has countless poems in his hand, and a few Qixi poems are not yet in hand.

Who is he Qin Guan,

He is Qin Guan Qin Shaoyou, the big lyricist of the family, the most famous is a Qixi song, known as the most beautiful Qixi song in history, which can be described as the best Qixi and has been passed down through the ages.

At this moment, Qin Guan's eldest brother Qin Wei walked in from outside the house, saw the invitation on Qin Guan's table, and said with a smile: "The second brother also received an invitation to the prefect's Qixi Poetry Club, just right, when the time comes, our brothers will go to participate together." ”

"Second brother, your poetry and literature are now spread in Hangzhou, this Qixi poetry meeting, you must make one or two good poems, my father once warned that poetry is very beneficial to the imperial examination, and it should not be taken lightly."

"Then the eldest brother also prepares two poems." Qin Guan Dao.

Qin Wei shook his head, "If you talk about scriptures, I still have some experience, but when it comes to poetry, I lack that spirituality." As for the second brother's poems, "Green Apricot Small", "Different Red", "West Lake", which one can be called a masterpiece, maybe the second brother can make a difference in poetry. ”

"This Qixi poetry meeting, it depends on the second brother."

Hangzhou, Shen family.

Shen Yichen was practicing calligraphy in the room, and someone came over to report that Liu Su and Liu Gongzi had come to visit.

Put the pen down, the maid brought the basin of water, Shen Yichen washed his hands, dried the water with a cloth towel, and came to the front hall.

Liu Su only stayed in Jinling for two days, and then returned to Hangzhou, Qixi Poetry Society, he also received an invitation sent by the prefect's yamen, after reading it, pondered for a while, and then got up and came to Shen's house.

Seeing Liu Su in the front hall, Shen Yichen arched his hand enthusiastically, "Brother Liu, I haven't seen you for a few days, I didn't see you at the poetry meeting organized by our Pinghu Poetry Society in West Lake a few days ago, and it's a pity to hear that you went to Jinling." ”

Liu Su also arched his hand, "Yes, I went to Jinling to see my father, and I was going to Qiuqiu immediately, I have been preparing for two years, and my father called me over to mention it." ”

"Brother Shen should have been fully prepared, if you want to come to this township test, you must be in high school to solve the yuan." Liu Su said.

"Where, we are full of talents in Jiangnan, which turn will come to me." Shen Yichen said politely.

"Brother Shen's homework is also well-known in our Hangzhou, so it's no problem to think about it." Liu Su praised again.

"Where, Brother Liu, please drink tea."

Shen Yichen is no longer connected.

"By the way, this Qixi Poetry Meeting, Brother Shen should have received an invitation from Governor Lin's Mansion." Liu Su changed the topic and talked about the Qixi poetry meeting.

"I've received it, I think Brother Liu will also participate, and then we can have a good exchange and learn poetry."

Liu Su shook his head and said very modestly: "Brother Shen is known as the first talent in Hangzhou, how dare I learn poetry with Brother Shen." ”

Speaking of this, Liu Su suddenly said: "When it was Qin Guan, he suddenly made a fortune and made a few poems, which are now widely circulated, and some people even shouted the name of 'Little Poetry Immortal', Brother Shen can have a discussion with him." ”

Listening to Liu Su's words, Shen Yichen was slightly stunned, then a smile appeared on his face, and he glanced at Liu Su deeply, "Qin Guan Qin Shaoyou, his poems, when I heard about them, they are really aura, I can't help it." ”

Liu Su snorted lightly, and said with a little disdain on his face: "Qin Guan has always been unlearned, and I don't know how those poems came about." ”

"When the time comes, Qin Guan will definitely go to participate in the Qixi Poetry Meeting, but Brother Shen is the president of our 'Pinghu Poetry Society', how can Qin Guan compare to Brother Shen's talent, we can't let those who don't learn and have no skills steal the scenery."

"After all, the Qiufu Township Exam is imminent, and the impression of poetry and fame on the examiner is also very important."

Shen Yichen nodded, didn't speak, and took a sip of the teacup.

After Liu Su said goodbye, Shen Yichen looked at Liu Su's disappearing back, showed a meaningful smile, and muttered: "This Liu Su has a bad heart and can't be friends." ”

"You are not on good terms with that Qin Guan, everyone knows it, find me, hehe, I think it is to encourage me to go against that Qin Guan."

"It is said that the Liu family is calculating, it seems to be true, Qin Guan's name of 'Little Poetry Immortal' may be passed down by the Liu family, and it is hateful for Qin Guan."

"However, this poetry meeting, you can really see whether the famous gentleman in Hangzhou City is really as rumored to have opened the spiritual know-how, if it is just a straw belly, relying on small tricks to become famous and filthy, how can you tarnish your literary name, it will inevitably make you show your true identity and ruin your reputation."

In this world, there are a few fools.

Are calculating people really smarter than others?

......

Tanabata is here in a blink of an eye.

The night has become dark, but the city of Hangzhou is becoming more and more lively, today's Qixi Festival, the sky is just late and someone began to put the lantern of prayer, the sky has floated up a bright light.

Qin Guan room.

Rue Xiang sorted out Qin Guan's clothes, and said crisply, "Young master, it's done." ”

Qin Guan walked to the mirror,

I saw the person in the mirror, wearing a purple and gold crown with a bundle of hair inlaid on his head, and his eyebrows were tied to the two dragons to grab the pearls and wipe his forehead; Wear a two-color gold butterfly wearing a big red arrow sleeve, tied with a multicolored silk knot long spike palace silk, covered with a stone blue flower eight groups of satin row tassel gown; Wearing a small pilgrimage boot with a blue satin foundation. The face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the color is like the flower of spring dawn, the sideburns are like a knife, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, the face is like peach petals, and the eyes are like autumn waves. Although he is angry and sometimes laughs, he is blind and affectionate. There is a golden mantle on the neck, and there is a five-colored silk silk, tied with a piece of beautiful jade.

Well, it's blown over,

This is Jia Baoyu in the Dream of Red Mansions.

However, Qin Guan also wore a purple scarf on his head, wearing a moon-white scholar's robe, holding a folding fan, and he was definitely a chic and dignified peerless son.

Didn't you see the little maid Rue next to you looking obsessed?

Well, that's what Qin Guan thinks anyway.

"Second brother, are you ready, it's almost time, let's go." Outside the door, Qin Wei walked in as she spoke.

"Get ready, big brother, let's go."

Qin Guan and Qin Wei didn't take anyone with them, they sat in the same carriage and rushed to the Moon Tower by the West Lake.

On the way, Qin Guan lifted the curtain of the car and looked out, there were more pedestrians on the street tonight than during the day, all the shops were still open, and a series of lanterns were hung at the door, and the street was very bright.

After walking for two quarters of an hour, I came to the Moon Tower.

Mochizuki Building has been built for 60 years, it is a three-storey wooden building, it is very wide and gorgeous, the location is by the West Lake, it is usually the restaurant where the literati and the scholars love to gather, and there are several famous people who have left poems here, it has become a famous spot by the West Lake, and today it is wrapped down by the prefect's yamen, as the place of the Qixi Poetry Meeting.

When Qin Guan and Qin Wei got out of the car, they saw a few familiar talents, and the two said hello and entered the building together.

"Brother Qin, you're here."

"Brother Zhou, you're here too."