I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 314

"You are all excellent scholars of our Wen Dynasty, and there is no need to be polite."

A soft voice came, and the prefect Wen spoke, and everyone was staring at him.

Song Mu also looked carefully.

"Everyone can come to the meeting today, and I also thank you for the many chambers of commerce in the city, as well as the many widows and orphans in the general rescue hospital."

This Wen Chengyong has been the magistrate in Lin'an City for some years, and it is said that he has made some achievements. This time, it seems that he may be a little more peaceful.

Wen Chengyong bowed his hands to everyone very solemnly, and all the talented scholars quickly returned the salute when they saw this, with a somewhat cautious look on their faces.

At the end of this year, the Wenhui will take advantage of this season to allow merchants in the city to do more business. However, the government will take the lead and the merchants will jointly fund it, and it is agreed that [-]% of the sales profits of each merchant in the city will be donated to the government for relief. Widowed and lonely.

The government will distribute the money to the general medical clinics in the city that are responsible for supporting widowed elderly and abandoned children, and will also replace the Tongwen monuments guarding the villages for some weak and small villages.

This move can be regarded as killing multiple birds with one stone, which is beneficial to all parties, and naturally it has been continued.

With the arrival and encouragement of the magistrate, the atmosphere on the Guanlantai was pushed up in a short time.

It was also with the arrival of the magistrate that today's banquet here finally officially started.

Jiangnan Dongdao's ability to send a magistrate to participate in this literary meeting is enough to show that it attaches great importance to it.

At this moment, many scholars finally relaxed a little bit, but at the moment most of them are rushing towards Nawen Zhifu.

Song Mu didn't go up to join in the fun, and sat down in front of a banquet table on the third floor of the attic. He looked around for a while, seeing that the essay meeting hadn't officially started yet, so he retracted his mind and had something to eat first.

After some courteous presentations, the talents in the field also took their seats to eat.

The few scholars sitting at the same table with Song Mu also greeted each other at this moment, and a middle-sized Juzi next to Song Mu immediately noticed Song Mu, and also smiled at Song Mu.

"In Xiashufang, this young master is tall and burly, but I don't know where he is from?"

"Song Mu of the West Road in the South of the Yangtze River, this time came to Ancheng to visit relatives and friends."

Song Mu immediately put down the snack in his hand, said lightly, took another sip of tea, and poured the mouthful of sweetness into his stomach.

The cakes made by the ancients are thick and sweet, and one piece can make people sip for a long time.

Hearing what Song Mu said, the other party's face suddenly flashed a bit of surprise, and when they asked that Song Mu was actually visiting Master Shen in the city, his face was even more surprised.

"I didn't expect that Your Excellency is Lord Shen's nephew. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Shu Fang said so, but the expression on his face was a bit stiff, even the few people beside him looked at each other at this moment, and they also looked a little embarrassed.

Seeing this situation, Song Mu frowned and asked with a smile.

"Why do I see that everyone is a bit frustrated? Is there something wrong with Uncle Shen?"

"It's not this, it's just..."

Na Shu Fang grinned immediately, and then said in a very cautious tone in a low tone.

"To be honest, you may not have been in the city before, and you may not know about this..."

At that moment, Shu Fang and Song Mu briefly talked about the origin of this, and then Song Mu knew that Mr. Shen actually had some suspicions with the prefect.

It seems that Mr. Shen once said in public that Wen Chengyong's prefect position was obtained through his family connections.

Family relationship, doesn't that mean that Concubine Wen Gui is blowing the pillow wind.

Song Mu was a little ashamed for a moment, but he didn't expect Mr. Shen to be so straightforward when he spoke.

Song Mu raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Wen Chengyong who was mingling with other people in the distance. At this moment, he just exhaled lightly, and said to everyone with a smile.

"I don't think the magistrate will make it difficult for me to raise a case because of such things."

When several people heard it, they looked at each other immediately, and nodded in agreement, but they were a little bit alienated from Song Mu.

At that moment, Shu Fang regretted how he greeted Song Mu.

But for a while, when everyone was full of wine and food, the sound of rhythm in the attic had stopped, and then an old man of half a hundred walked to the center of the attic of Guanlantai and cupped his hands towards the surroundings.

"Everyone, Niu Maojin, the old chairman of the Lin'an Chamber of Commerce, thank you all talented people for attending the meeting today, and adding color to my Lin'an City Cultural Association."

This old man turned out to be the owner of a well-known chamber of commerce in the city, who ran the entire silver house in Lin'an City, and speaking out at this moment also represented the official start of the literary association this time.

The old man said a few polite words first, and then explained the rules of this literary meeting. In simple terms, it is to win with talent. Receive prizes for this essay.

As the old man said this, a group of servants brought up the prizes and placed them in the center of the attic.

Before this essay meeting started, these prizes had already been on tour throughout the city for a long time, so almost all the talented scholars understood what the rewards were this time and how valuable they were.

And the eyes of most people in the field are now looking at the red coral placed on the platform in the middle of the attic.

The red coral is as red as clouds and as transparent as jade, as long as the eyes see it, it seems that it is difficult to move away.

Song Mu was also looking at the treasure at the moment, with a somewhat excited expression on his face.

"The above are the rewards that our Lin'an Chamber of Commerce has prepared for you this time. In addition, all the talented poems and articles written by you today will be praised. We will have a servant to take your poems and articles to the whole city. once."

"Gentlemen, for the sake of the common people, I thank you all this time."

After the old man finished speaking like this, everyone in the field also nodded their hands at this moment, each of them was eager to try.

Even without any urging, someone stepped forward immediately, raised his hands towards the prefect Nawen, and immediately opened his mouth to recite poems.

It seems that the other party is also somewhat prepared. This time, the poem is slowly spoken from his mouth, and then he writes it on the white paper, and the next moment there will be a surge of literary energy.

And it looks like the poem is pretty good.

"Three fights in talent, this person is so powerful."

"It seems to be the candidate of Jiaxing County this year, and he seems to have written very good poems during the provincial examination."

"Oh, it seems that I have to work harder, but I don't know if the poems in my mind can get this kind of talent."

Everyone was talking about it, and the person who wrote the poem was proudly bowing his hands to the surroundings, and at this moment, a young man copied the poem and hurried outside.

Song Mu sat in the attic and looked out, and saw that the boy had already reached the railing on the side of the Guanlan Terrace with the poem, where someone had already struck a golden gong, and the clear and crisp sound of the gong attracted everyone's attention, and then there was a rhythmic ups and downs voice came.

"At the year-end essay meeting, Jiaxing will raise talents..."

Immediately, the poem was recited in cadence, which immediately caused many people outside the venue to look at it, with a bit of curiosity on their faces at the moment.

And there was also a young servant who had already received the poem, and a special person used a gold pen to lift it on the red cloth that fell around the pavilion, and a poem was completed, which also attracted the attention of many people.

There are many people gathered under the Guanlan Terrace at this moment, and there are also applause.

The person upstairs who wrote the poem was all smiles on his face, and kept clapping his hands at the people around him.

Seeing this situation, the talented people around got up impatiently.

This article will become lively in no time.

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(End of this chapter)