Tang Dynasty Mingyue Song Dynasty Pass

Chapter 362 Xiyuan Poetry Club
Under the night, the two sides of the Qinhuai River are very lively on the day of the Qiqiao Festival, with the criss-crossing painting boats, the melodious sound of the piano, and the laughter.

In the area of ​​Wuyi Lane on the South Bank, the lights are bright and the crowds are crowded. There are two shops side by side. Many passers-by hold lanterns in their hands, in the idea of ​​begging for cleverness and celebrating the Qixi Festival.

From time to time, someone would hold a piece of paper and run out in the crowd, shouting: "There is a new poem about Qixi Festival from the Xiyuan Poetry Association..."

After shouting, the piece of paper with the words written on it was pasted on a wall, and the people passing by around began to gather around to watch.

"Sister Yongning, the Xiyuan poetry meeting seems to have started, let's go there quickly, we can't miss Su Chen's on-site writing of the Qixi Festival." Zhou Jiamin said anxiously, holding Yongning's arm.

Yong Ning smiled and said: "Don't worry, with Su Chen's temper, it's impossible to write lyrics so early, it's unknown whether he will get there or not."

Zhou Jiamin smiled and said: "Hee hee, he said he would go to the Xiyuan Poetry Club. Let's go there early. Then, we will see how he competes with other talents. In terms of writing lyrics, no one can compare to him. When he is in glory, we will meet again in the past and surprise him!"

"I guess Su Chen would never have imagined that we would appear at the Xiyuan Poetry Club!" Yong Ning also laughed.

The second daughter spent a lot of effort tonight, and finally persuaded the officials and the empress to agree, and concealed it from the empress dowager, and left the palace in disguise.The two women didn't wear gorgeous satin dresses, but changed into ordinary scholar's shirts, disguised as men, and came to Qinhuai River to participate in the poetry meeting under the escort of several senior experts.

Passing through Bird Clothes Lane, there are exquisite lanterns on both sides of the road, as well as performances such as dragon dance teams and street performances. In the past, the second daughter could still watch with interest and curiosity, but now the second daughter has only one thought in her heart, Hurry to the Xiyuan Poetry Club as soon as possible, then find Su Chen, listen to him write new words, amaze the audience, then get to know each other mischievously, and go out to play together.

This is the beautiful travel plan for the second daughter tonight!
Passing through the bustling neighborhoods on the South Bank, I walked forward and stopped for two miles, and finally arrived at Chunxi Garden.

This is the garden bestowed upon Han Xizai by the imperial court. The manor is very large, with rockery, flower terraces, fish ponds, etc., and many famous flowers and precious trees. Throughout the year, the flowers bloom and fall, and the subtle fragrance floats, making people pleasing to the eye.

Today's back garden is crowded with hundreds of people. In addition to some big and small officials, there are also talented scholars and beauties, as well as sons of rich and wealthy businessmen. To participate in the Xiyuan Poetry Club, you can enjoy flower lanterns, release river lanterns, Guessing charades can also witness many talented people show their talents.

Of course, in order not to leave the audience alone, the organizers will also invite some elites from Hualou to perform talent shows on the spot, and there are even acrobatic performances on the stage to make the scene more lively.

At the core, there is an open-air banquet. Some people in the high seats include Han Xizai, Xu Xuan, Gao Yue and other important members of the Sun Party, as well as some officials of the sixth and seventh ranks.There are a few special guests this time, that is, members of the envoys of the Song Dynasty, the deputy envoy Dou Yi, 50 years old, wearing a green shirt, with deep eyes, watching the performance on the stage, with a kind of kindness on his face The arrogance of the country.

This Dou Yi can also be regarded as a man of great learning in the north. In the late Jin Dynasty, he was a Jinshi and ranked first. Later, he became an official in the Later Han and Later Zhou dynasties.After the establishment of the Song Dynasty, the official position was not low when he was the minister of the Ministry of Industry and judged Dali Temple.

At this time, Han Xizai looked at the cheers coming from the many young men and women in front of him, and couldn't help smiling and asked, "What happened in front, is there a high-quality poem?"

The servant Lai Fu went over to inquire, came back in a while, and reported: "Master, Zhou Yifan, a genius in Jinling, just wrote a wonderful poem, which was applauded by everyone and sparked heated discussions."

Han Xizai stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Oh, then introduce this Mr. Zhou, and let me appreciate Ci Wen as well."

"Yes!" Laifu went over to invite.

After a while, Zhou Yifan, a talented Jinling scholar, came over, clasped his fists at Han Xizai and the others, and said, "I will meet you next week, Yifan."

Han Xizai saw that this person was 20 years old and looked talented, nodded slightly and asked, "Zhou Yifan, what words did you just write that caused heated discussions, can you recite it, let me enjoy it."

Zhou Yifan looked excited. This is a good opportunity to be famous. He has been looking forward to this day for a long time. As early as half a year ago, he was thinking hard about this Qixi poem, and he was waiting for tonight.

"That's when I was born to show my ugliness."

Everyone quieted down, showing anticipation.

At this time, quite a few people also gathered around, intending to hear how the big figures in the literary world and the loyal officials of the imperial court commented on Zhou Yifan's words. He is a popular candidate to compete for the first place this autumn.

Yongning and Zhou Jiamin hid in the crowd, and when they saw a young man standing up, surrounded by people, and kept shouting good words, they thought it was Su Chen who had appeared, but when they squeezed past and found out it wasn't, they were immediately a little disappointed.

Zhou Yifan stood up, cleared his throat, and then recited "Butterfly Love Flower - Qixi Festival" emotionally

"The magpie bridge flies to become the phoenix driving. There will be joy in the end, begging for a coincidence to meet at night.

The sky is full of stars and colorful paintings.The jade hook hangs obliquely on the eaves.

Under the night dome of the Qinhuai Lantern River.The fragrant sleeves rest on the shoulders, who remembers what was said at the time.

It is still possible to cross the Milky Way.When will the world be apart from hatred? "

When this poem is recited aloud, it is full of emotion, the words are catchy, and the description of the scene is very good. After listening to it, all the court officials and Shilin Qingliu also applauded. It is indeed a top-notch poem. Word made.

Especially the sentence: "It's still possible to cross the Milky Way. When will the world be separated and hated?" It seems to write that parting in the world is much more difficult than the annual reunion on Qixi Festival.

"A rare good word!" Han Xizai praised.

Xu Xuan also nodded in praise. It is indeed a good poem. He turned his eyes to the envoy of the Song Dynasty, Dou Yi, and smiled: "Master Dou, you are from the Song Dynasty. What do you think of this poem by Mr. Zhou?"

He has been a diplomatic mission to the Song Dynasty, and he knows that the northern army is powerful, the soldiers are strong and the horses are strong, which cannot be compared with the Southern Tang Dynasty. Today, he intends to regain some face in literature.

Dou Yi smiled lightly and said, "It's okay!"

Hearing his simple evaluation, Zhou Yifan was a little upset. The arrogance of a scholar came up, and he said directly: "There are many wars in the north, and there is no peace in the Central Plains. I don't know if the civil affairs will recover and prosper. Does the Song Dynasty also pay attention to the Imperial College and the imperial examination, young scholar? Can you write words of this level?"

Dou Yi showed a sneer, glanced at Mr. Zhou, and said, "What's the difficulty? Today, a member of my envoy composed a Qixi poem, which is not under this one. Let him sing it." Let’s recite it and let everyone appreciate it.”

(End of this chapter)