It seems that after only half a year, I have already fallen through the cracks of the nine-year compulsory education!
Looking back on the ancient poems I memorized during the ten years of hard study in my previous life, there were only a few famous fragments, and I couldn’t even recall a complete poem from the Song Dynasty onwards!
It’s a rare opportunity to attend an ancient cultural gathering.
Don't pretend to be a comparison.
It's a pity when you think about it.
But no matter how regretful it is, I still have to accompany my talented lady to the cultural gathering.
Because there will be a martial arts test in addition to the Chunwei Exam next month.
Jinling City has been very lively recently.
There are many people carrying armor and swords on the street, and the literati in Confucian shirts are looking forward, and they are bound to see one.
Luo Xian was wearing a curtain hat, and Zhu You held her little hand and protected her by her side.
Walk slowly along the street.
"It's just like it was two years ago."
"In the past, when I was about to get married, I could only gaze out of the window in the elegant teahouse room. Now, after getting married, I can be taken by my husband to take a leisurely stroll in the world."
"I didn't call you to join us when we came out. It was you who always said you should set an example."
"It's okay to steal half a day's leisure, but often it's not right."
"Okay, okay, it's rare that we come out together today. My wife is the eldest, so whatever you say is right."
Luo Xian looked at Zhu Youde and smiled sweetly.
"My husband is so kind."
The couple held hands and strolled along the road.
Zhu Youde found that the atmosphere in Daliang was relatively open. Although there were not many men and women holding hands like them on the street, there were only four or five couples.
"Ms. sir, this is Guxia Pavilion." Luo Xian pointed to the three-story tower-like building and said, "The cultural gathering hasn't officially started yet. Let's go in and take a look."
Show the invitation before entering.
Zhu Youde finally understood why Zhou Ruqian said that if she participated in the cultural gathering, she would be the first to win.
You read a sour poem, and I read a sour poem.
Brothers and sisters win awards, each other.
Zhu Youde sounds like he has a big headache!
Moreover, Zhu Youde passed by several groups of people and heard various comments that disdained martial arts.
"A bunch of reckless men have the nerve to call themselves a juren?"
"The emperor didn't know what he was thinking. Kai Enke actually let the examination and the martial arts examination be held at the same time. When he saw the barbarians in the street, he lost the mood to write poetry!"
"Young Master has no brains. Everyone knows it, so I won't say more."
"Just bear with them for a month. After the examination, we will name the gold medals, and the Wu Jinshi will be assigned to various places, so you don't have to look at them twice to get bored.
"If it really doesn't work, I will try it normally next year and try it again."
"No, no, I'll be on the gold list in one go!"
Luo Xian took her to the reserved private room on the second floor.
Zhu Youde looked at the groups of scholars who were still talking loudly in the lobby on the first floor and shook his head.
He was puzzled from the beginning.
It was clear that we were living in troubled times, so how did the Liang Kingdom develop such a culture of emphasizing culture over martial arts?
Zhu Youde was too lazy to listen anymore.
Luo Xian, on the other hand, looked at the many poems posted on the wall below with the ink still wet, and nodded from time to time to show her appreciation.
"Is their poem good?"
Although Zhu Youde cannot write poetry, it does not hinder his appreciation. So many poems, in his opinion, are just a pile of words and empty.
"It's not good, but it's not bad either. It's all about randomness, so it can't be considered a complete poem."
"Now is the time for everyone to test out their respective strengths. When the literary meeting officially begins and the great scholar gives the topic, then it will be the most interesting."
"The examination is held every three years, and every Guxiage Literary Society will produce good and well-known poems. And the talented scholar who wins the title of the leader of the Guxiage Literary Society will inevitably have a literary reputation that will move Jinling overnight."
Zhu Youde was leaning on the railing on the second floor and falling asleep.
A group of people who were incompatible with Wenhui appeared at the gate of Guxia Pavilion.
Wang Po pressed the hilt of his sword.
Xichang Fanzi, who was secretly protecting him, also slowly drew out his weapons.
The literati also frowned.
"Guys, this is the Guxia Pavilion Cultural Club, not a place where you bunch of warriors should come!"
"Please put this sword and gun away without any eyesight!"
The steward, who looked fat and middle-aged, mustered up the courage to face the sharp edge of the weapon and stood at the gate, blocking the five young men holding weapons.
Unexpectedly, the noble-looking man at the head actually produced five invitations.
"We are here by invitation."
"Da Yan is a martial artist and will carry weapons wherever he goes. We are not just warriors."
The steward took the invitation and checked it, and found that it was genuine.
"Since you are a guest, Guxia Pavilion certainly welcomes you, but I would like to ask the five of you to leave this weapon to Guxia Pavilion for safekeeping for the time being."
The steward was very polite.
The noble young master did not move at all.
"I just said that I, the Great Yan, are adept at martial arts and will carry weapons wherever I go!"
"Do you mean to ignore my Dayan's rules?"
There was a faint hint of threat in your young master's words.
The tone was extremely arrogant.
And the sword blade in his hand trembled slightly with cold light.
I looked at the particularly courageous Guxia Pavilion manager before, but I was visibly frightened.
"Of course I won't ignore the rules of the Yan Dynasty, but Mr. Yan, you see that the hall is full of literati. But you come in with a weapon, it doesn't match!"
"Whether we can get along or not, what does it have to do with me?"
"They are a bunch of weaklings from Nanliang. Do I need to accommodate them?"
"Are you going to let me go? If you don't, I will ask the Master of Guxia Pavilion to find a new person in charge!"
"This...is really against the rules!"
The manager became more and more timid.
He turned back to look at the scholars who had just been talking loudly in the lobby. Some of them seemed not to have heard the "weak chicken" words, and ignored his look of help as it had nothing to do with themselves.
But there are also some scholars.
He walked over and stood behind the steward, glaring at Young Master Yan and the other five people.
Zhu Youde watched the developments in the private room on the second floor and motioned to Wang Po to come down and help support the situation.
"Why is my husband smiling?"
"I smiled at the Yan people. This group of scholars has some courage. They are not at all like the rotten scholars in the court, and their expressions changed when they talked about Yan. Last time we defeated the Northern Yan envoy, I didn't find that their bones were much stronger."
"But aren't there some people who pretend not to see it?"
"Then consider them unlucky. It's best not to pass the general examination, otherwise when the palace examination comes, I will make them feel what it means to go from hope to despair!"
A bunch of cowards!
Didn’t you just despise martial arts and despise warriors, and despised them so happily?
If you do this, you will be scolded by name.
But seeing real swords and guns, did you get scared?
Just five Yan people!
It’s not like there are no guards in Guxia Pavilion. Patrol officers can also be called nearby on the street.
Don’t you dare to stand up?
I don’t need such a talent!
below.
The scholars who stood up all seemed to be led by a scholar in blue shirt.
"My lord, madam, this person's name is Chen Ju. His father is a guard in Canning County, Ninghe County, Hengzhou. He was the successful candidate in the provincial examination last year."
Wang Zhonghou promptly pulled out a pamphlet and quickly spoke to the emperor and empress.
"Because he was a generous and righteous man, many scholars admired him."
Chen Ju stopped in front of the steward of Guxia Pavilion.
Reach forward.
"Where does this crazy and reckless man come from? Since you want to enter the Guxia Pavilion Cultural Club, you must put down your weapons! This is Daliang, not you Beiyan!"