Champion Building, private room.

When the food and drinks are served, the four of them sit at the same table and start drinking. Pan Wei is already commonplace and insensitive to the fact that the domestic servant Wang Er can also sit together to drink and eat. In the past three months, in the rental courtyard, at Wu Zhi's strong request, everyone has sat together and eaten at the same table, without the slightest distinction between dignity and inferiority, Pan Wei was very surprised at first, but after a long time, it is not strange, unusual people must do unusual things!

Drinking the wine of Zhuangyuanlou, Wu Zhi frowned, the degree is very low, maybe ten degrees, and it is not very delicious, there is no familiar feeling of fragrant wine, the perception is not good, and the taste is not good, but it sells very expensive: a pot is a corner, a pound and a half, Zhuangyuanlou dares to sell eighty Wen, and it is estimated that it will only sell for about thirty Wen outside!

Wu Zhi drank a few sips of wine, and after touching a glass with Pan Wei and Wang Er, he didn't want to drink anymore, and the rest of the wine was left for Pan Wei and Wang Er. Pan Wei was happy in his heart and drank several glasses. Wang Er was even happier to be able to drink and eat in the Zhuangyuan Building, and he also drank to his heart's content, he was not drunk and everyone was drunk. The girl is reserved and doesn't drink, Xiao'e swallows slowly, she eats happily and laughs happily.

The four of them were eating and drinking, staggering and having fun. Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the private room, with the sound of poetry and lyrics, and the sound of cheers.

Wu Zhi was curious, and hurriedly ordered Wang Er to go out and inquire carefully. After a while, Wang Er returned to inform him that it was the owner of the Zhuangyuan Building who had just set up a reward: as long as someone could use the three words "Zhuangyuan Building" as the title to write a satisfactory poem that could highlight the characteristics of the Zhuangyuan Building, the store would not only exempt him from spending in the Zhuangyuan Building today, but also offer 500 taels of silver as a reward. Therefore, all the literati who feasted and drank in the champion building are now racking their brains to chant and splash ink, and have written a lot of seemingly excellent poems, but unfortunately they have not been able to enter the eyes of the owner of the champion building, and no one has been able to receive the reward of the champion building. For this reason, everyone is searching for intestines and scraping their stomachs at the moment, and there are different opinions.

Wu Zhi and Pan Wei were also interested when they saw this, and when Pan Wei was still thinking hard, Wu Zhi's heart moved, and he remembered a poem written by Liu Qiubai "Title Ning Township Zhuangyuan Building", which was written very well. So he frowned, took it to heart, and unhurriedly opened the bead curtain of the private room, and walked out of the private room, followed by Pan Wei, Xiao'e and Wang Er. Wu Zhi came to the hall on the second floor, took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone handed over by the shopkeeper, splashed ink in public, and slowly wrote: ""Title Bianliang Zhuangyuan Building": Zhuangyuan Tour on the Zhuangyuan Building, Bianshui Wenlan Rushing Kyushu. For 500 years, Chi Juncai has been 3,000 miles away. When spring flies to the sky, I look at the clouds around the phoenix tower. The drums and sunsets are drunk, and the singing bypasses Orange Island. "He writes in cursive script, and the handwriting is natural, vigorous and powerful.

Everyone looked at it and read it carefully, and couldn't help but applaud the whole house: "The champion is traveling upstairs, and the water is surging in Kyushu." Good poetry! What a brilliant stroke! ”

The owner of the champion building is also overjoyed after reading it carefully, this song "Bianliang Zhuangyuan Building", aptly depicts the unique style and momentum of the champion building, which fits the name of the champion building, and the cursive words written by Wu Zhi are even more unique, especially brilliant, and the owner of the champion building is even more ecstatic when he sees this.

"Good poetry! Good word! The proprietor of the champion building was overjoyed, and hurriedly instructed the shopkeeper to clean it up, and immediately take it to frame it after the handwriting was dry, and then bowed deeply to Wu Zhi and said: "Qian Mu, the owner of the lower champion building, is polite!" Dare to ask this son's name? ”

"Don't dare! Wu Zhi in Qinghe County, Lower Enzhou, Xinke Jinshi. Wu Zhi also bowed, and responded with a smile that was neither humble nor arrogant.

This Qian Mu is estimated to be in his forties, looks pleasant, tall and fat, has a white and bearded face, is full of oil, his eyes are bright, he is shrewd, a little easy-going, not so domineering.

"Oh, it's Shinkojin Shirou! No wonder there are such talents! When everyone heard this, some people couldn't help but exclaim.

"Wuzhi in Qinghe County? Could it be Xie Yuan Wuzhi of Qinghe County who wrote "Tianjingsha • Autumn Thought" "The ancient road is west wind and thin horses, and the broken intestines are at the end of the world"? Some are more well-informed and well-informed, and can't help but exclaim.

"The one who wrote "Tianjingsha Qiusi"?" "Yes! Oh, yes! "It turned out to be him!" Everyone couldn't help but take a breath under Pan Wei's inexplicable confirmation.

It's unbelievable that it is such a young man who is under the age of nineteen who writes such a masterpiece full of vicissitudes, outstanding literary brilliance, and far-reaching masterpieces as "Tianjingsha • Autumn Thoughts"! From the artistic conception revealed between the lines of "Tianjingsha • Autumn Thoughts", they always thought that the other party was at least an old man who was nearly half a hundred years old, who knew that he was so young!

This Wu Zhi is really young and promising, and he is only eight buckets high!

For a moment, everyone was undecided, looking at Wu Zhi as if he had seen a monster, with different expressions, some with admiration and awe on his face, and some with envy and jealousy. Pan Wei stood aside, and Fang felt comforted: "It turns out that I am not the only one who feels this way!" ”

Hearing everyone's discussions, Qian Mu, the owner of the champion building, is undoubtedly the happiest person. Originally, he saw that Wu Zhi was just a young man under the age of nineteen, who was as old as his children (he had two children, the eldest daughter was nineteen years old, and she was married to the Zhou family of cloth merchants in the north of the city; The youngest son is now sixteen years old and is still studying in a private school), although he wrote the extraordinary seven laws of "Bianliang Zhuangyuan Building", he obviously didn't pay much attention to it. But who knew that he was admitted to Jinshi at a young age, and he was also the author of the poem "Tianjingsha Qiusi", he was obviously suppressed!

At the end of the third year of Shaosheng, as the scholars went to the capital, the poem "Tianjingsha Qiusi" was preached by the scholars of Enzhou, and it spread in the capital.

As the owner of the Zhuangyuan Building, all kinds of literati gather in the Zhuangyuan Building on weekdays to eat, drink, chant poems and make texts, Qian Mu heard the most during this time is the poem "Tianjingsha Qiusi", and he has been constantly guessing where this Wuzhi is sacred, can write such far-reaching artistic conception, reckless words?

Now, Qian Mu finally knew that the author who wrote "Title Bianliang Zhuangyuan Building" and "Tianjingsha Qiusi" turned out to be the same person, and he also had the noble status of a young jinshi, which made him particularly surprised! He felt that the five hundred taels of silver he had offered was too worthwhile, and he made a fortune. He wants to carefully frame Wu Zhi's works and hang them in the most conspicuous place of the Champion Building, when the Champion Building will spread everywhere with Wu Zhi's fame, famous all over the world, and the guests are overflowing, can he not make a lot of money?

After receiving the five hundred taels of silver that Qian Mu respectfully gave him with his own hands, looking at his flattering eyes, Wu Zhi smiled, thanked him, and then handed the silver taels to Xiao'e beside him. Xiao'e picked up a heavy small bag of broken silver and smiled from ear to ear. Pan Wei and Wang Er stood aside, stunned.

"Congratulations Childe! Congratulations to the child! The scholars next to them had different thoughts, and they were constantly complimenting, and the expressions of envy, jealousy and hatred on their faces were overflowing.

In the compliments of everyone, Wu Zhi and his party of four returned to the private room, blocked everyone out of the door, and continued the banquet that had not been eaten just now. The four of them ate more happily. During this period, Qian Mu also specially came to the private room to toast Wu Zhi and Pan Wei and others, and when he learned that Pan Wei was also a new science and technology jinshi, he was even more attentive and hated to see each other. Wu Zhi and the others also greeted him with a smile, and Qian Mu was flattered!

Wu Zhi has passed the provincial examination and obtained the identity of Jinshi, and he was still planning how to become famous, who knew that today due to fate, there would be such an excellent opportunity to send charcoal in the snow, he naturally wanted to fight for it, and it seems that the effect is not bad, with the hard work of the champion building, his reputation will definitely be resounding in the capital. In the future, if he has the opportunity to add another fire, it is estimated that he will be able to completely become famous, reach the heavens, and reach the ears of the emperor. Being able to get the emperor's attention is the result he always wanted.

Sure enough, after the hard work of the Zhuangyuan Building, the reputation of the Zhuangyuan Building and the name of Wu Zhi spread in the capital within a few days, and the officials and nobles, literati and ink writers flocked to the city in order to see the style of the "Title Bianliang Zhuangyuan Building". The champion building gradually began to be full of guests, and he made a lot of money every day.

With the two poems of "Bianliang Zhuangyuan Building" and "Tianjingsha • Qiusi" being recited by people in the capital, Wu Zhi has also become a small celebrity in the capital, his age, his identity as a new science and technology jinshi, have become people's after-dinner conversations, and some people even began to compare him with Su Shi, Zhou Bangyan and other big celebrities.

But after becoming famous, troubles also followed, all kinds of poetry parties, tea parties, and invitations to the Oiran competition came one after another, and the organizers of various literati gatherings wanted to invite Wu Zhi to participate, adding color to the party and adding fame, which Wu Zhi never expected!

Wu Zhi's original intention was to get ahead, attract the attention of the emperor, and hope to get the emperor's favor, not to be famous for the sake of being famous, let alone to steal the limelight of others and smash other people's jobs!

At that time, all kinds of literati gatherings and beauties competed for the occasion of singing and writing poems for these scenes, and the pen polishing fee was calculated according to the author's fame, the higher the fame, the more expensive the price, the more outstanding the literary talent, and the higher the pen fee, this is a business, it is the doorway for some poor scholars to earn money to support their families, and to earn the hard-earned money of putting down the arrogant dignity of the literati. Moreover, for Wu Zhi, writing poems and lyrics is a headache, and he doesn't have so much talent to squander.

Therefore, when receiving these invitations, Wu Zhi generally ignored them and shelved them, he never went to participate in an occasion, he didn't want to smash these people's jobs and cut off other people's ways to make money.

Wu Zhi's "High Wind and Bright Festival" made Pan Wei's eyes red, and he sighed again and again, indignant. He also wants to be famous, he also wants to go to these parties, he really wants to meet some talented and beautiful people, but unfortunately no one invited him! Seeing that Wu Zhi had wasted so many great opportunities, he was anxious and stared at him in vain.

The five hundred taels of silver obtained from the Zhuangyuan Building suddenly enriched Wu Zhi's depleted money bag, and he had the capital to continue to produce spirits.