Shen Mu smiled heartily, as soon as the ancient literati and writers had free time, they would go to the green suburbs and mountains, pine wind and bamboo moon, cooking tea in the spring, and chanting poems. The most famous ones are the Lanting Yahui, the Tengwang Pavilion and the Langya Mountain Club.

Shen Mu doesn't ask for anything to be passed down through the ages, if he can get the praise of everyone in the West Mountain Dao this time, it is already excellent. It would be best if it could spread all over the clouds.

It is not Shen Mu's purpose to hold a literary meeting, what Shen Mu wants to do is actually the pen in the hands of these literati.

Use their pen to do their own thing, to put it bluntly, this is to use the pen of the people in the world to make an advertisement for themselves and the white tea.

Why not spend a few thousand taels of silver to make an advertisement that may be known to everyone in the world? Just like those rich people who do "public welfare" and "charity......

This world lacks the tools of propaganda, and the pen and ink of the literati is the only way!

As Zhou Fuzi said, Xishan Road has not held a literary event for too long, and there is no bonus to take like this event.

Nearly 60 large and small academies in the five states in the territory of Xishan Road have all sent people here. If nothing else, just eat and live, and it is possible to come out on top and get a bonus. Even if you can't be on the list, if someone provides room and board, it is not a loss to have a spring outing.

February 22. At the top of Peach Blossom Mountain, it is crowded. Nearly four or five hundred students from the college gathered at the top of the mountain.

The breeze is coming and the peach blossoms are in full bloom.

Zhou Fuzi was invited to be the host of the conference.

In Shen Mu's words, he is only shallow in learning and has a shallow reputation, how can he get an axe in the class.

Master Zhou was very happy, and he thought that this grand event would be the last in the rest of his life, so he gladly accepted it.

Zhou Fuzi climbed the three-foot high platform, looked at the hundreds of students on the field, his mood was agitated, and he secretly sighed.

Seeing that the auspicious time had come, Master Zhou coughed dryly and raised his voice: "Everyone...... Ladies and gentlemen...... Please be quiet!"

Most of the middle school students in the field walked together, and some knew each other and went to the meeting hand in hand, and they inevitably formed a group, whispering and comparing with each other.

Although Master Zhou's voice shouted loudly, those people didn't hear it, and they still exchanged their heads.

Zhou Fuzi snorted coldly, took out the ring ruler he had carried with him for many years, and knocked it three times on the high platform.

The ring ruler was crisp, and all the students and some masters of the academy stopped their bodies like electric shocks, closed their tongues, and turned their heads to look at Master Zhou standing on the high platform.

Almost every one of them had a unique stress response to the sound of the ruler.

The field was quiet, only the gentle spring breeze blew the fragrance of peach blossoms.

Master Zhou smiled with satisfaction: "Colleagues, students are descendants. The old man, Zhou Da, is the director of Hengda College. ”

Most of the people attending the meeting knew Master Zhou, and when they heard this, they all congratulated: "I've seen Master Zhou!"

Zhou Fuzi continued: "Today, the sages are all here, and the talents are gathered. Presumably everyone knows the content of this event, so the old man will not repeat it. This event is the largest in our Xishan Road for more than ten years, and the old man is grateful for being able to enjoy the light. ”

One person raised his voice and said: "Master Zhou, I heard that this grand event was not held by Hengda Academy, why did you become the master when you are old, I'm afraid that the name of the title has not been decided!"

Master Zhou glanced at the person who spoke, and knew that it was Jiang Hongtao, the master of Linlang Academy. Mr. Jiang was called narrow-minded, but because of his straightforwardness and quick talk.

Zhou Fuzi said with a smile: "Master Jiang, don't worry, what kind of person I Zhou Da is, all the students in the world know." This conference was funded by Shen Daguan of Dingzhou Mansion, and the old man only presided over it on his behalf. As for the name on the list, it is still the one who can get it. Master Zhou paused and continued: "All the masters and students attending today's meeting. Whoever writes a complete article will be included in the book and praised for posterity. ”

A young student raised his voice and asked, "Even if you can't write a bullshit, can you also enter it into the collection?"

Zhou Fuzi said: "The article does not distinguish between high and low, and it is not what we say whether the sentence is smooth or not, and the good or bad are all born in the reader's heart, so as long as it is a whole article, it can be entered into the elegant collection." ”

Another person asked, "Master Zhou, can there be a length regulation for the article?"

Zhou Fuzi twisted his beard and said: "No, one word can also be, ten thousand words can also be, as the compiler of the article, you can play as much as you like." However, there is only one topic, and that is "white tea". If you write about this mountain full of peach blossoms, you can't make it into the book. ”

Someone asked, "Then who judges the high and low, and when will they be on the list?"

Zhou Fuzi said: "Good question! Naturally, the judgment article will not be said by the old man alone." The old man of the academy here roughly calculated that there should be more than 60 of them, and they can't all be judges. Shen Guanren, who funded the event, said that he would choose two masters from each of the five states as judges, and it was the responsibility of drawing lots to decide who would participate in the review, and even the old man was no exception. The score is based on 100 points, each of which is given a mental score, and the scores are ranked in high and low order, with the top 10 on the list and the top three receiving bonuses. As for when it will be on the list...... Due to the large number of articles, the bonus list is scheduled to be released in five days. Oh yes...... In addition, each article cannot be signed or marked, otherwise, it will be treated as a waiver. In addition, if you have any objections to the ranking, you can point it out on stage. However, if it is reasonable, it can be regarded as a valid score and the ranking will be re-ranked......"

After Mr. Zhou finished speaking, he waited for a while, and when he saw that no one asked, he said, "Do you have any questions?"

There was silence in the field, and Zhou Fuzi continued: "Since there is no problem, everyone will take their own pen and ink, splash ink to their heart's content, and point out the country." ”

After finishing speaking, he stepped down from the high platform, walked to a big drum in front of the stage, took out the drum hammer, struck hard, and shouted:

Secluded West Mountain, scorching peach forest, February of the forty-sixth year of Yongning, peach blossom edge, white tea, ink table......

Hundreds of students picked up their pens and ink, and each of them meditated hard in the hut, organizing what they thought was a wonderful sentence.

After Zhou Fuzi finished singing, he smiled at Shen Mu, who was quietly independent on the side of the high platform: "Shen Mu, why don't you go to the field to have a look?"

Shen Mu arched his hand and thanked him: "Thank you, Master, if it weren't for the help of the Master, I really don't know how to face so many students in the later years! Now that they are pondering the article, Shen really doesn't dare to disturb, so it's better to watch quietly." ”

Zhou Fuzi said: "That's fine, when the spring of literature and thought, the most taboo is to have the interference of others, so let these descendants write and spend their wonderful words in one go." ”

Shen Mu said: "In my later life, I heard people praise the master's talent and five cars. Can the Master also give us some advice on such a grand occasion today?"

Master Zhou said with a smile: "The old man hasn't mentioned his pen for a long time, and he still doesn't offer ugliness when he has long been discarded...... Just let the younger generations compete for the highs and lows. ”

Shen Mu answered yes, and before he could say more, he heard a person in the audience shouting: "Master Zhou...... Zhou Fuzi ......"

Zhou Fuzi raised his eyes, but saw a person rushing over with a wine gourd.

Zhou Fuzi pointed at the man, and said helplessly: "Sun Xuejiu, look at you, what kind of clothes are you wearing, there is a bad and elegant, and there is a bad and elegant." ”

Shen Mu glanced at the visitor, and saw that he was in his thirties, with a handful of sheep's horn beard, wearing a red short jacket with a few peony flowers embroidered on the jacket, and a pair of woolen trousers on the lower body, thick cotton shoes on his feet.

This kind of appearance, but not like a scholar, but like a beggar, no...... Even beggars don't wear women's red coats.

When the man heard the master say this, he said disapprerovingly: "Clothes are things that wrap the body, so what should not be worn? What kind of elegance can be hurt? Before the mulberry farming, they were all covered with leaves and straw ropes, so don't our ancestors have elegance to speak of? The master has a piece of clothes, I'm afraid he wants two taels of silver, right? These two taels of silver are a month's ration for ordinary people, if they go hungry for the sake of proper clothing, in the master's opinion, which is more suitable?"

Zhou Fuzi was ridiculed by his strong words for a while, and no matter how good his cultivation was, he was already angry enough. When Shen Mu heard this, he suddenly felt refreshed...... There is nothing wrong with that.

Zhou Fuzi said: "You guy, the old man doesn't want you to reason, let's say, what's the matter with finding the old man?"

Sun Xue shook the wine gourd and said, "The wine jug is empty, and there is no wine." If you don't drink, you can't write an article!"

Zhou Fuzi said: "Still thinking about drinking? You are a typical drunken mistake." Back then, if you hadn't been drunk and delayed, I'm afraid you would have already had an official position now!"

Sun Xuezhi said: "Some people seek wealth, and some people seek officials. I prefer to drink, so why not?"

Master Zhou said angrily: "Tang and Tang scholars live with wine...... The old man really doesn't know what to say about you!"

Sun Xueji disagreed, and said with a smile: "Since I don't know how to speak, how about I trouble the master to get me a pot of wine?"

He gently handed over the wine gourd, and Shen Mu saw that the wine pot was stained with oil, shining with the polished oil, thinking that it had been used for a long time.

Shen Mu asked softly, "Master, who is this person?"

Master Zhou sighed lightly and said: "He is Sun Yike, because he thinks of himself as high, he often speaks wildly, and he is easy to get drunk.

As soon as Sun saw Master Zhou and the young man beside him whispering, but he didn't drink with him, he urged: "Master, didn't you just say that all the food and drink here are at the disposal of Shen Guanren, and I just begged for a pot of wine...... Why do you feel like you're going to pick the sun and the moon?"

Master Zhou disdained him to be his company, and said with a brushing of his sleeves: "Shen Guanren is right in front of him, greedy for wine, you can ask directly!"

Sun Yike had already guessed that the person beside Master Zhou was afraid that he was the sponsor of this grand event, and when he heard this, he arched his hand and said, "Brother Shen, ...... trouble" He said concisely, and handed the wine jug to Shen Mu again.

Shen Mu had a good impression of this person, and his words did sound unpleasant, but throughout the ages, there was no one who was not crazy among the true sages and scholars. The so-called madness is just to see it more thoroughly.

Shen Mu said: "Brother Sun wants to drink?"

Sun Yike said: "Not bad!"

Shen Mu said: "I do have wine here, and the best peach blossoms are drunk." But it's not something that anyone can drink......"

When Sun Yike heard "the best peach blossom drunk", his eyes straightened, and he panicked: "How can I drink it?"