On the night of the tenth day of the first lunar month, the ** of the Dao'an Poetry Club finally came.

On this night, even the heavenly prince was beautiful, and the wind and rain stopped early and came out, but the night sky was clear, and the stars and moon were lovely.

What shines with the stars and moon in the sky is the brocade lights on the water surface of the Tongjiang River.

String songs, soft words, on the painting boat belonging to the Qinglou camp, a beautiful lady dressed up in flowers, showing the means of pride in her life, to cater to the guests.

The guests of this night were either rich or expensive, and as for the down-and-out scholars and talents, they could only stay on the official ship in another direction and wait for news.

As the saying goes, "no one asks about the cold window for ten years, and once you become famous, the world knows", if the poetry works you write can pass the primary selection of the poetry club, be favored by the judges, and be recited, then the fame will naturally roll in.

Fame is a kind of desire, hope, and recognition.

Literati and scholars, bustling, all for the name -

Suddenly, the sound of the piano came out from the upper reaches of the Tongjiang River, like a pearl falling on a jade plate, whispering, turning and listening, and the listeners were all calm and calm, and they didn't even dare to cough, for fear that it would interfere with the other party's playing.

The atmosphere is contagious, and after a while, more than a dozen ships are silent, only the sound of the river is left, bubbling and moving.

Thanks to this music, it seemed very low at first, but what was amazing was that all the people in the boat could hear it clearly, as if it were ringing in their ears.

After a long time, the exclamations like waves resounded on the boats:

"Who's playing that?"

"There is such a sound in the world!"

"Girl of the He family, I want a thousand gold to tie my head......"

"Bah, I'm moving these blockages to oppress people, vulgar!"

In the central big ship, in the inner hall, the old master Song Wenbo Huo Ran opened his eyes and sighed: "This song should only be in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world." ”

Lin Yuanshan said: "Could it be the one in the capital? But how could she appear at the poetry meeting, there was no rumor in advance." ”

Liu Zhiqing asked, "Which one?"

Wu Xiangheng slapped his thigh: "Master Li, the first talented woman in Tianhua!"

The first talented woman in the Tianhua Dynasty, such a name, is really as big as the sky.

The four judges looked at each other, and even disregarded etiquette, and rushed out.

When I went outside, I found that the decks of the ships were crowded with people, all of them looking eagerly to see where the sound of the piano came from and who the performers were.

The moon shines on people, and suddenly a leaf boat goes down the river, the boat is shaped like an iron tower, in a cold day, only wearing a gown, revealing the muscular proud arms, he holds a long bamboo pole, holding the direction of the boat.

Behind the boat, there was a person standing, wearing a hat, fluttering in white, and holding a piano in both hands. Her face is invisible, but from her graceful figure and the long waterfall hair fluttering under the hat, she can be seen to be a woman.

The woman stood quietly on the boat, dressed in white and with black hair, as if she was gorgeous, and she seemed to be the Lingbo fairy, which attracted all the attention at once.

Following the water, the boat was extremely fast, without making the slightest stop, and in just a moment, it overtook the group of boats of the poetry club, drifted down, and disappeared in an instant.

Just now, could it be a hallucination?

Everyone couldn't help but reach out and rub their eyes to prove that they were not dazzled.

A boat drifting, a piano sound, and a woman standing still, actually took away the attention of the entire Dao'an Poetry Club.

It took a long time for many people to recover from the state of losing their souls.

Song Wenbo coughed dryly: "Everyone, everyone, the final selection of the Dao'an Poetry Club will start now!"

By the way, a poetry meeting is being held right now!

People were in an uproar, realizing that they had lost their temper, and hurriedly took their places, what should they do.

Such a sensational scene, in fact, some people have never seen it and missed it. Among them was Ye Junsheng, who was not well yet, and was sleeping on the bed at this time, neither hearing the sound of the piano nor seeing the fairy.

Ye Junmei stayed in the room to take care of her brother because she was worried about her brother, and she also didn't go out to join in the fun.

......

"Brother Qingshan, you said that, could it be Master Li in the capital, the first talented woman in Tianhua?"

On a wooden building on the shore, Peng Qingshan, who had worn filial piety, was sitting with a few close friends - the eldest brother had just died, and he could not participate in the poetry meeting in person, so he had to wait for the results here. But the sound of the harp, and the woman who went down the river, heard and saw it, and was equally shaken.

Hearing this, Peng Qingshan smiled and said, "I haven't seen Li Cainu, and I haven't seen the other party just now, how can I know? Let's wait for the results of the poetry meeting." ”

The brother Zhang smiled: "Exactly, but then again, with the talent of Brother Qingshan, in this poetry meeting, the top three will be captured, why worry?"

Peng Qingshan's eyes swept over the essence and said, "The top three are also feet and roads." He participated in the poetry meeting, originally for the purpose of winning the championship, only the first place, the trip was in vain.

Brother Zhang was stunned for a moment, then understood, and raised his glass: "Then I wish Brother Qingshan to win the poetry and stand out from the crowd." ”

Peng Qingshan said with a smile: "Before the results came out, it was hard to say, Guo Nanming participated in this trip, as well as Zhang Zhiyuan." ”

I secretly said in my heart: I hate that Guo Nanming, I will actually come to participate in this session, otherwise how can anyone compete with me for the name of Shikui? Hmph, even so, I am bound to win!

He played very well last night, splashed ink, and wrote a good poem, which is very proud of his life's masterpiece, so he is very confident.

You must know that the temporary question is quite variable, focusing on immediate play, who plays well, who has a greater grasp. This is the same as in a modern examination room. It is important to learn the basics of the usual, and it is even more important to be able to play a few percent.

......

In Dao'an Mansion, in an elegant room, a young man in a silk robe is holding a book and reading, his face is elegant, his expression is indifferent, but his body bones are slightly thin. The arrogance between the eyebrows naturally emerged, as if it was born, and it couldn't be concealed.

There was a knock on the door, and then a woman came in with a bowl of ginseng tea and said, "Young Master Ming, drink this bowl of ginseng tea." ”

Young Master Na Ming said a faint "um" and replied, "Aunt Liu, put it down, I'll finish reading this page of the book first." ”

Aunt Liu put down the tea and said dotingly: "Young Master Ming, didn't you participate in the poetry meeting? Why didn't you go to the scene to wait for the results, but stay in the courtyard to study?"

Young Master Ming said proudly: "There is no suspense result, why wait?"

Aunt Liu smiled: "That is, since Young Master Ming participated in this poetry meeting, the name of the poet is naturally incompetent." ”

The tone is affirmative, as a matter of course.

Young Master Ming put down the scroll and sighed: "Participating in this poetry meeting, it is really boring, if it weren't for Peng Qingshan and Zhang Zhiyuan, it would be no fun at all, and in Jizhou, it is becoming more and more lonely." ”

The words are full of loneliness.

Aunt Liu smiled: "Didn't the master tell you to take the imperial examination and become an official?"

Young Master Ming laughed and said: "I am not here, what is the use of being an official......? Okay, it's decided, I'll go on a study tour at the beginning of spring, go to Jiangnan first, and then meet Jingshi. Since ancient times, there is no first in literature, and I just want to be the first. It's good to teach the world to know, who am I Guo Nanming!"

As he spoke, his eyes shone with a strong light, and he was full of confidence, as if he could not even fit the heavens, the earth, and the sea.