Chapter Seventy-Four: If you cut it, if you learn it, if you think about it
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The Nanyang River Dragon Boat Festival Poetry Club belongs to the internal organization of Nanyang University and does not invite outsiders. Named "Poetry Club", in fact, the style of the expression xiàn is quite free, but poetry can be words, songs can be endowed, Danqing pen and ink, eclectic. To put it bluntly, this gathering is a platform for the students to communicate with each other and come up with their proud works for recitation and publicity.
As for the judges, the professors from the college are invited to take charge. In previous years, Dean Song Zhiyuan would also attend the poetry meeting, but this year he was invited to the yamen to discuss important matters with Du Xuezheng, and I am afraid that he will not be able to come.
The leased boat was spacious enough to accommodate 100 people, and it was actually a converted painting boat, long, with railings on both sides, and a row of tables and chairs in the middle, each of which seats six people.
At this time, there are waiters who start to put snacks and snacks on each table, and then there are vegetables, vegetables, wine and food, like a large row of feasts.
There are many people, the pomp is large, and it costs a lot of money, but the students do not have to pay for it, and they are all funded by the college.
This point won Chen Sanlang's approval, and if everyone had to pay money to participate, he would have to think carefully about whether to come. It's not that he's stingy, but it's really shy, and he is about to go to Yangzhou to refer to the township test.
Like writing a couplet to Jinxianglou and getting ten taels of silver, it is not a good thing every day. His fame was not false, and occasionally people came to ask for some letters, but the price was not high. After all, the qualifications are still shallow, and they cannot be compared with those real masters.
In Chen Sanlang's mind, what should be spent and what should not be spent can be clearly distinguished. took great pains to throw out a lot of money, participated in the so-called literary and poetry meetings with many names, mixed up with familiar faces, and made a name for himself, but he disdained it.
The poetry meeting officially began, and the atmosphere became lively.
According to the process, the first stage is to display the students' best works - of course, they have been selected in advance, otherwise how can so many people and so many works be seen at this time?
A few days ago, the matter began to be opened, asking the students to hand in their works, and at that time, Chen Sanlang handed in a calligraphy that he had written before, and it was expedient.
In the second stage, with the title of "Dragon Boat Festival", limited to one stick of incense, write a work, and after completion, sign it and hand it over to the professors, let them review and evaluate it on the spot, and then select the top three with the best level to read in public to show praise and publicity.
The theme of the season is basically a work for the occasion, and there are very few that can be called masterpieces throughout the ages. With the level of the academy students, the writing is almost the same.
In the third stage, students communicate freely and learn from each other.
The focus is on learning, the literati are light on each other, it has become a trend, the surface is harmonious, and they meet and play haha, but they look down on each other in their hearts, and when they have the opportunity, they have to compare with each other.
Before the poetry meeting, Qin Yushu had already said that he would definitely compare with Chen Sanlang to see who was more talented in literature and who was the real talent of Nanyang Academy.
This matter has been hyped up by some well-intentioned people and has become a hot topic in the college.
The first phase is in full swing, and a total of 10 students' works are displayed, among which there is no Chen Saburo's calligraphy.
Chen Sanlang didn't think anything of it, the notebook was written for a living before, and it was never sold, but it was kept in his hand, but he handed it in and coped with it.
Compared with poetry and the like, the standard for measuring the quality of the level of calligraphy is more vague, and it is not uncommon for each flower to be selected for its own eyes.
Sitting on the chair, the people at the table listened attentively to see if their work would be selected, while Chen Sanlang focused on eating and drinking--just now he had concentrated on comprehending the "True Dragon Water Technique", and his mental power was not small, and his stomach was grumbling with hunger.
The only way to solve worries is to eat and drink.
As soon as the person in front reads a work, he eats a bowl of rice. This bowl is small, not as big as a fist, and the beautiful porcelain is more like a handicraft than a rice bowl. A small nest is filled with a ball of rice, and two or three mouthfuls are nowhere to be seen, how can you fill your stomach?
So bowl after bowl.
The eyes of the attendant in charge of serving the meal bulged: this one looked at Si Swenwen and dared to be a rice bucket.
When the people next to him saw it, they all showed disdain, and even those who were at the same table with him couldn't help but quietly move their positions to stay away from him.
Chen Sanlang smiled, didn't care, and put the empty bowl down: "Another bowl!"
If a person can't even eat enough, where will he get his dignity? He is a scholar, but he has the blood of a chivalrous man in his bones.
When I finally got full, the poetry meeting had already reached the second stage, and the Dragon Boat Festival was full of poems.
On such occasions, because there are precedents to follow, many students have written poems in advance, and they can just hand them in.
No one interferes with this, anyway, it's not a strict poetry club, and there isn't much fame and fortune to fight for, so they know each other, so why bother with too much?
A stick of incense passed quickly, and dozens of people handed in their works.
Judging these works is relatively simple, and you can know the level after reading them once. In about half an hour, all the works were reviewed, and the top three were obtained, and they were read in public.
The first winner is Qin Yushu. He wrote a seven-law poem, called "Dragon Boat Festival Feelings", with a neat format and a harmonious rhythm, which is a good poem for the scene.
Qin Yushu held his chest high, smug, and deliberately glanced at Chen Sanlang. It's a pity that Chen Sanlang didn't raise his head, and was seriously dealing with a plate of after-dinner fruits, such as cutting and grinding.
"Hmph, pretend to be ......"
Qin Yushu couldn't get used to this indifferent appearance the most: "I will discuss in person later, so you will be speechless, can you still be so light-hearted?"
The second stage of the poetry meeting passed quietly, and after a short rest, the highlight of tonight came.
Exchanges and exchanges, of course, are superficial statements, but in fact, they are verbal and sword-talking, and they will never leave half of their feelings. The contradiction between Qin Yushu and Chen Sanlang has been around for a long time, and it has been backlogged until now, and a fire in his heart has been burning for a long time and cannot be suppressed.
Not to mention the grievances in the past, the recent scientific expedition was robbed by Chen Sanlang of the first place, which made Qin Yushu feel extremely unconvinced. In his opinion, the scientific examination is entirely because of Du Xuezheng's partiality, and Chen Sanlang is just a new talent, and it is doubtful whether he can obtain the qualification for the township examination with his ability.
Du Xuezheng is a member of the imperial court, even if Qin Yushu is not angry, he does not dare to question, so he can only spill his anger on Chen Sanlang's head.
Then, tonight, through the Dragon Boat Festival Poetry Meeting, in front of all the students and professors of the college, Chen Sanlang will definitely lose without shame, and vent this evil breath in his heart.
Seeing Qin Yushu carrying his hands behind his back, he strode in front of Chen Sanlang, and arched his hand: "Chen Daoyuan, Qin is not talented, I want to ask you for a lesson or two." ”
Chen Sanlang sighed and looked at him: "Why bother. ”
Qin Yushu snorted coldly: "If you don't dare to take it, you will automatically admit defeat." ”
Chen Sanlang raised his eyebrows: "Compared to what?"
"Pairs. ”
The couplet is a thorn in Qin Yushu's heart that cannot be pulled out, this thorn originates from Chaoshan Temple, from the absolute pair of Cao Gong, and from being slapped in the face by Chen Sanlang in public. The reason why Chen Sanlang was able to win the favor of Zhou Fen, Cao Du, and Xuezheng was largely because of the pair.
Qin Yushu felt that if it was absolutely himself who was facing him at the beginning, then there would be nothing to do with Chen Sanlang now.
I heard that it was a pair of male and female, and the students of the academy were very excited, this is a more intuitive and intelligent form of competition poetry, and it is naturally more exciting.
Chen Sanlang said: "Okay, you are a senior, please first!"
Qin Yushu was unceremoniously, and opened his mouth to read out a pair: "Two apes are logging in the mountains, and ask the monkeys how to saw?"
This sentence is a pun, and it alludes to Chen Sanlang's thin figure, sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, and he is aggressive as soon as he opens his mouth, and the smell of gunpowder is full.
The students who were close to Qin Yushu immediately applauded and cheered, adding to the momentum, it was up to Chen Sanlang to do the right thing.
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