"Haven't you ever been blocked by your fans in the modern era?"

Li Yue thought for a while and replied, "There shouldn't be." ”

He is more careful when he travels, and when he is recognized occasionally, fans will not pat his ass like this, but will only talk about how he likes Li Yue out of tune, which is completely nutritious.

And in ancient times, they admired your literary talent very much, so you were respectful, not because Li Yue was handsome.

Although a man's appearance is still very important to the ancient girls who were pregnant with spring, it is a deduction for literati, and no one wants to see other men more handsome than themselves, right?

So Li Yue feels that he is very lucky to be able to get this position in the literary world.

The Wenhui is a gathering of literati.

The party is to drink and chat and pretend to be awesome. From ancient times to the present, this central point has never changed, and you can see the clues from various class reunions in modern times, and everyone meets more than reminiscing about the past, but talking about their experiences over the years.

If anyone has a high social status, that person is really awesome, and a group of former classmates revolve around you.

And in ancient times, it was almost the same, if anyone did poetry well, it was really awesome, and a group of literati who were usually high up to ordinary people also put down their arrogance and wanted to make friends with people who did poetry well.

Because no matter how good a person is, he will only be able to do it for decades, but poetry is something that can be passed down to the world.

It is the lifelong dream of all literati to leave a name in history, and they have self-knowledge and know that it is impossible to do it by their own efforts, so their minds are on a great talent like Li Yue.

If Li Yue is happy one day and writes a poem for his friends, won't his dream of leaving a name in history come true?

With this in mind, many literati became sycophants.

Confucius and Mencius didn't learn much, but they were very proficient in snorting horses.

The party was held for two hours, and in addition to Li Yue's poem, many people each made one or two poems singing about the Qixi Festival, but there was no one who surpassed Li Yue. Poetry that can be passed down to the modern day is not something that can be surpassed by one or two random poems.

There are not many dishes in Wenhui, and the sake tube is full.

However, this kind of wine was too light, Li Yue didn't drink much, and after he was secretly cool enough, he took Xie Siyan to Zhou Zhengdao to say goodbye.

"Brother Zhou, let's leave first."

"Why don't you stay a little longer? Now that the atmosphere is hot, how much of a disappointment you have left...... You came just in time, I made a poem, and you gave ...... tasting."

Li Yue sighed and refused: "I really have to go, while it's not too late, I'm still going to go to the river for a stroll, if the Qixi Festival is only poetry, then I can't do this festival." ”

Zhou Zhengdao looked at Xie Siyan, and also sighed with Li Yue and said: "It's okay, if the Qixi Festival only has poetry and no beauty, then it will become a broken Qixi Festival, you go, I will talk about it over there." ”

Li Yue patted Zhou Zhengdao's shoulder and said, "Thank you, I'm leaving." ”

After speaking, he turned around and led Xie Siyan out of Guobei Academy directly.

As Zhou Zhengdao said, on the day of Qixi Festival, not only the academy will have activities, but the people will also have activities, perhaps not as high-end as the academy, but it is full of Chinese traditional atmosphere.

On the riverside, the lanterns were dense, and the faint light actually lit up the river bank directly, and the lights were bright. It's not as bright as day, but at least you can see everything here.

Under the lamp is full of lantern riddles, charades, and some mini-games.

Many of the people who come here are wearing masks, and they can't see what they were supposed to be.

"Let's bring it too, it seems like it's interesting." Xie Siyan took Li Yue's hand and said.

After arriving in ancient times, Xie Siyan was very sticky to Li Yue, and holding hands has become a habit like eating and drinking. But this habit is a bit in conflict with ancient values, and the rate of turning back is a bit high when the two go out on the street.

Although the social form of the Song Dynasty is the closest to modern society, the traditional concept of folk is still a little conservative, they don't mind their daughters who are not out of the cabinet going out shopping, but holding hands with people in front of the public is a bit embarrassing for the elders.

When the Ming and Qing dynasties were more closed, such behavior could simply be said to be unruly.

But at this moment, holding hands on the riverside seems to have become an extremely normal thing.

Several young couples are holding hands and walking and playing, but they have monkey masks on their faces, which is quite funny, so that they can't see their faces, and they will naturally be bolder.

Xie Siyan picked and chose from the stall on the side, and then gave Li Yue a mask of a second senior brother.

"You're really good at choosing." Li Yue complained, put the mask of the second senior brother back in front of the stall owner, and picked up a silver mask that only covered half of his face.

Li Yue put it on and looked at it in front of the stall owner's water mirror, and said to Xie Siyan: "See, this one is much more handsome." ”

"Hmph, I don't know good people."

Xie Siyan also put back the Chang'e mask in her hand, picked up the rabbit mask next to her and put it on.

The mask also carries the aroma of rice, which is supposed to be made of rice paste, which is the most common glue in this era, and it is simple to make and the material is cheap.

Although the painting is good, it is not worth a lot of money with this average material.

The price is calculated, and it is only six yuan, which means that these two lifelike masks are only a few yuan.

After paying the bill, the two walked by the river holding hands generously.

On the right is a brightly lit temporary event venue, on the left is a river reflecting the light, and couples walking together in front and behind.

However, it seems that only unmarried men and women walk around the river with masks, and those newly married couples are happily running around guessing lantern riddles, and the older ones prefer to sit in one place and watch the young men and women show their vitality.

"Li Yue, did you say that there is a rich lady here who secretly ran out for a tryst?"

"You've watched too much TV, right? Hehe, in fact, there are quite a few such cases. ”

"Really?" Xie Siyan asked, she had just said it casually before.

"Hmm." Li Yue pointed to the woman in white carrying a lantern in the distance. "A few days ago we went to West Lake, do you remember a very fat old man, followed by a bunch of children, among which there is the most beautiful ......?"

"Oh, oh, I know, it's just that melon seed face."

"Well, that fat man's name is Qian Dafu, his home is only more than 600 meters away from our house, very close, and the woman is his youngest daughter, only 16 years old."

Xie Siyan said in surprise: "16 years old? So young? Isn't this a little kid? Ancient children still dare to fall in love secretly? ”[.]