Tang Dynasty Mingyue Song Dynasty Pass

Chapter 354
Su Chen was a little surprised. Looking at the several invitation letters in Peng Qingqing's hand, he frowned a little. He really resisted this kind of gathering among literati.

Because once they get together, they have to recite poems to make a match. In the past, when he didn't show his mountains and waters, he was looked down upon and felt uncomfortable wherever he went.However, once the talent's fame spreads far and wide, there are also troubles, that is, when participating in this kind of poetry meeting in the past, it was easy to be made things difficult by other dissatisfied talents, and they had to compare poems and couplets on the spot, which ruined his elegance.

Therefore, he would rather stay at home than participate in such boring activities.

Peng Qingqing said excitedly: "Several well-known poetry circles in Jinling have sent invitations. Of course, the most important ones are Xiyuan Poetry Club and Pan Yuan Poetry Club."

Su Chen was a little puzzled, and asked, "What's the background?"

"Of course, it has a big background!" Peng Qingqing smiled coquettishly, bright and beautiful, with a pair of long legs pacing twice, and then said: "Writing Qixi poems on the Qiqiao Festival has become a practice in the Tang Dynasty for more than ten years. In Jinling City, on the Qinhuai River , when this festival comes, literati gather together to write lyrics and sing. These poetry clubs are formed by some imperial students, dignitaries, wealthy businessmen, university scholars, etc., each with its own circle, large and small poetry clubs There are many, but there are no more than five who can be ranked as high-profile."

Su Chen nodded slightly, and quietly listened to Peng Qingqing's popularization of these things in Jinling City.

Peng Qingqing said with a smile: "The Xiyuan Poetry Club is located in the Chunxi Mansion. It is a mansion by the Qinhuai River bestowed by the imperial court to Mr. Han Xizai. It has a large area and beautiful gardens. During festivals such as Qiqiao and Mid-Autumn Festival, Xiyuan is very lively, and it has become a custom to hold a poetry meeting. The host is naturally Mr. Han Xizai. Many talented people from other places, and students in the Taiyuan Academy, many want to enter the official career and win Fame, if you want to worship Mr. Han as your teacher, you will use all your skills to enter the Xiyuan Poetry Club, and the poems you prepare will be a blockbuster."

"The Panyuan Poetry Club is at the mouth of the Qinhuai River where the middle rivers intersect. There is also a garden mansion there. Poetry and prose clubs will also be set up here regularly, to meet friends through literature, and to attract talents from all over the world, and the scale is expanding year by year. Because of the stability advocated by Lord Han Xizai and the reform advocated by Lord Pan You in the governance of the court, There are some conflicts, so the two major poetry societies are also secretly competing."

After listening to Su Chen, he knew about Xiyuan Poetry Club and Pan Yuan Poetry Club.

Based on his current friendship with Han Xizai, if he wants to attend the poetry meeting, he must go to the Xiyuan platform. Other poetry meetings will not pass.

Peng Qingqing's excitement has not yet passed, and she continued: "On the night of the poetry meeting, there will be many good poems, and they will be spread throughout the night. There are many painted boats floating on the river, and there are many female stars and court ladies from brothels on them. Hearing the good words that come out, they will scramble to pass them on and sing them, and they will compete with each other for their talents, so this night is very lively, and some talents can even become famous overnight!"

Su Chen looked at her in high spirits, shook his head and said, "However, I'm not very interested in this, so please keep the post, I don't want to go anywhere."

"Ah, don't you want to show off your talent?" Peng Qingqing asked curiously.

Su Chen smiled bitterly and said: "People are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. Am I not famous enough right now? I am the number one talented person in Jiangzuo, and when I go out, things go wrong, and I am ambushed and framed in various ways. The number one talented person in the world is likely to be blocked by many scholars from all over the world, if you want to compete with each other, you will not be able to live in peace."

After hearing the words, Peng Qingqing nodded and said, "That makes sense, then let's not go!"

She also knows that Su Chen's troubles and dangers these days are all burdened by his reputation, which has already attracted murderous intentions, so, for his safety and her own happiness, it is better not to attend the poetry meeting.

Seeing that she seemed to be slightly disappointed, Su Chen knew that she liked to join in the fun, and if she missed it, he seemed to feel regretful, so he said, "Why don't you go to the poetry fair by yourself?"

"If you don't go, I won't go either. How about...let's rent a painting boat, prepare some food and wine, drift on the Qinhuai River all night, drink and have fun, watch the fireworks and lights on both sides of the river, and listen to the music of other painting boats." The singing, as well as the news from the Poetry Club, are both out of the way and integrated into the atmosphere." Peng Qingqing suggested.

Su Chen thought about it for a while, and felt that her idea was good. This way, he would go out for a night, enjoy wine and meat, sing and dance, accompanied by beauties, and be happy and unrestrained.

"Alright, let's take a boat and accompany you on a night tour of the Qinhuai River."

Seeing that he nodded in agreement, Peng Qingqing smiled, and took the initiative to take Su Chen's arm and walked into the courtyard, ignoring the fact that he didn't take him with him when he went out today.

.........

On the banks of the Qinhuai River, Cuiyan Tower.

Under the night, the pavilions are hung with red lights, the lights are bright, and all kinds of melodious sounds of silk and bamboo come from the courtyard of the pavilions.

This is one of the most famous fireworks places in Jinling. It can be ranked among the top five in Jinling City. The voice is sweet.

Cuiyanlou's dishes and drinks are also of good quality, coupled with the continuous investment from behind-the-scenes funders, the reputation of Cuiyanlou has been built up. Therefore, it is still very popular among the rich and talented in Jinling City.

The head card of Cuiyan Building, named Su Ruyan, is ranked fourth among the twelve female roles in Jinling City. She is beautiful, charming and enchanting; The cleaners are even stronger.

At this moment, Su Ruyan was standing in front of the table, pouring tea respectfully for a man in white.

The man in white was very handsome, almost more beautiful than this Su Ruyan. The Huadan who looked at her couldn't take her eyes off her, with a look of admiration in her eyes.

"Your Highness, Ruyan has lived up to her fate and has successfully taken root in Jinling, waiting for His Highness's orders at any time."

In front of those brothel drinkers, Su Ruyan is high above her, with a noble status, and she can be seen from a distance and cannot be played with. But in front of the young man in white, she can only stand upright, with a respectful attitude, because this is her master, who was trained and brought up by the palace. Two years ago, he was sent to Jinling to carry out missions, develop power, and spy on intelligence.

The man in white was Meng Xuanyu. When he saw Su Ruyan pouring tea for him, he nodded slightly. This was a woman he had chosen and cultivated. She didn't touch the edge of the cup, but just held it under the cup. He could barely accept it.

After taking the teacup, the man in white asked: "Have you found out clearly, how many officials in the current Jinling court agree with the alliance between Tang and Shu to counter the Song army?"

Su Ruyan lowered his head and said, "Not many, no more than ten people above the fifth rank in the imperial court agree with the alliance between Tang and Shu and send troops to aid. Most officials do not agree to send troops, they are wise and safe, and fear the tiger wolf Song army!"

"Hmph, that's short-sighted. Don't they know the reason why the lips are dead and the teeth are cold? When the Kingdom of Shu is destroyed, Tang Kingdom will be next!"

Su Ruyan also said angrily: "The Tang people probably just want to live a few more years!"

Meng Xuanyu was silent for a moment, and then said again: "It's the Qiqiao Festival soon. I plan to send people to assassinate the chief and deputy envoys of the Song State Mission on the night of the Qiqiao Festival, forcing the Tang State to take risks and compete with the Song State!"

(End of this chapter)