"The river bends and bends from the west, and suddenly the wind and things are foreign. Hundreds of small families have returned to a county, with no city on three sides but leaning against the mountains. The shadow of the sail is outside the maple leaves, the sound of the beach is gurgling between the beds. The raindrops, smoke and hats are close to the mausoleum,
Ashamed that the clear stream shines on the guest face... Good poem, good poem. This poem can stay on the poetry list of Mingshi Pavilion for at least a year. I heard that this poem was written by a talented man named Xu from Xintongcheng. Yes, yes...
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"There is also this one. I think this one has more artistic conception. The wild wind welcomes Bai Na, and I walk towards the stream. The setting sun is on the flowing water, and the distant mountains are green. The flowers are chatting with each other in the cold, and the birds are crying occasionally when they are tired. Where is the tea?
The smoke rises, and the fishing boat is tied to the west of the bamboo..."
"Brother Ou, what you said is wrong. If this poem appeared in a country restaurant or a hermit's residence in the mountains, it would be amazing. But if the artistic conception of this poem appeared in this scholar's pavilion, the person who wrote the poem would be suspected of being a pervert, and his expression
The inner pursuit may not be as elegant as the poem, but I will never vote for this poem to help it get on the list..."
"Brother Li makes sense, what he says makes sense..."
It was afternoon, and Zhang Tie, who had been walking around Datang City all morning, was finally taken to the Mingshi Pavilion in Datang City by an enthusiastic taxi driver. In the morning, he walked around the city for a short time.
, and learned a lot of information from the taxi driver's eloquent introduction. Zhang Tie's understanding of Datang City and Xuanyuan Wuji was enriched and enriched, and he got a lot of useful information.
Xuanyuan Wuji's status in the Tang Dynasty is a bit like his own status in the Zhulong Territory. Every move is watched by everyone. Therefore, Zhang Tie didn't deliberately ask around and found out from the taxi driver that Xuanyuan Wuji was visiting the city in the past two days.
Tangcheng.
The taxi driver said that every year at the end of the year, His Royal Highness the beloved Third Prince would personally preside over many activities in Datang City, such as giving porridge, rice, money, food, and condolences to the soldiers, civilians, and students in the city, so throughout December
During the Chinese New Year, Xuanyuan Wuji would basically hear such news in Datang City, which saved Zhang Tie a lot of effort, and Zhang Tie was not in a hurry.
He had already made up his mind to visit the Prince's Mansion tonight, and if the time was right, he would take action to kill Xuanyuan Wuji. After having lunch at a restaurant, the taxi driver took Zhang Tie to Mingshi Pavilion in the afternoon.
With the mentality of taking things as they come, I started walking around the Celebrity Pavilion.
The Mingshi Pavilion is a large octagonal traditional Chinese building. The Mingshi Pavilion is located in the west of Datang City, on a hill not far from the Tang Academy. The surrounding scenery is beautiful. There is no need to buy tickets to enter the Mingshi Pavilion.
When individuals enter, they can get a pavilion ticket at the door. There are many people here. After everyone receives the pavilion ticket, they can browse the policy treatises or poetry masterpieces of those "celebrities" in the Celebrity Pavilion.
If you like to appreciate it, you can put your vote in the ballot box under that work. Every once in a while, the Mingshi Pavilion will open the box and count the votes. The works with the highest number of votes will be hung in a higher position. In various places in the Mingshi Pavilion,
You will also be at the top of the list, and you will have the opportunity to reach the sky in one step.
In the taxi, Zhang Tie already knew the rules of the game of Mingshi Pavilion. After arriving here, Zhang Tie found it interesting to see the literati who browsed the Mingshi Pavilion looking so involved.
For Zhang Tie, the so-called Pavilion of Celebrities is just a little trick used by Xuanyuan Wuji to win over the people at the bottom and manipulate public opinion. If he wants to compete for the throne, Xuanyuan Wuji will naturally have to pretend to be a "wise king". How many tricks like this
It would also be of some use, and the so-called celebrities in the Scholars Pavilion are actually just low-level literati and scholars in Datang City and nearby states and counties. If these people are considered celebrities, then what are the knights of Taixia?
A true knight would disdain the things here. Why should a knight show off these rotten things here to gain fame and wealth?
These literati have no other abilities, but they have a lot of say at the bottom and can influence many people. Perhaps this is why Xuanyuan Wuji came up with this little trick.
In a world where knights are respected, the status of those pure literati who are devoted to studying and have not made much achievements in martial arts and cultivation is not high. Even if these people are successful in studying, most of them are just low-level scribes and officials.
, there are very few literati who can truly become His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's right-hand man and confidant like Fang Xuanming. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that so many literati are so enthusiastic about the tricks in the Pavilion of Celebrities.
Let them have the illusion of becoming celebrities and leading the country in one step.
Zhang Tie was not interested in these poems and the like, and already knew the role of this scholar's pavilion in his heart. Zhang Tie, who was behind a group of literati, listened to the literati commenting on the poems in front of them.
, there was inevitably a look of disapproval on his face, as if he were watching a group of children playing a castle game in a sandpit...
"I wonder what this brother has to say about these poems in the Pavilion of Celebrities..." Zhang Tie was about to turn around and leave. One of the scribes in front of him saw the look of disapproval on Zhang Tie's face and felt angry.
, suddenly spoke and called Zhang Tie, and the few literati in front suddenly turned around and looked at Zhang Tie.
"Haha, I don't have a high opinion. The poems that can be exhibited here are naturally good..." Zhang Tie couldn't compete with a few ordinary scribes. Hearing others speak, Zhang Tie laughed and said nothing.
If you care, you should give up and leave.
"Brother, you have such a loud tone!" Zhang Tie just thought that he was saying good things, but when hearing such "good words" in the ears of a group of literati, they felt that Zhang Tie was extremely arrogant.
They glared at Zhang Tie, as if Zhang Tie had insulted their faith, "The poems and essays that can be hung here are the best among hundreds of millions of people in the state and county. Maybe I have a lot of poems and books in my mind, so why not
Take it out now to open my eyes..."
"Last year I watched the snow falling in the sky, and Zeng Miao accidentally came up with a poem. The name of the poem is "Falling Snow". If you brothers don't mind it, then I will make a fool of myself..."
"Okay, tell me, I want to appreciate your brother's masterpieces later..." a scholar said with a sneer.
Zhang Tie looked around, cleared his throat, and with the gazes of a group of literati around him, he read out the poem seriously, "What things are flying in the sky, piles here and there, could it be that the Jade Emperor is covered with gold?"
Sift the lime, sift the lime!"
After Zhang Tie finished reciting a poem, the literati who surrounded him were all dumbfounded, their faces turned purple, and their bodies were shaking like cramps...
Zhang Tie seemed to be interested, but before those people spoke, he continued, "I saw lightning in the sky, and I also came up with a wonderful line called "Ode to Lightning". Please help me comment on it. Ahem, listen.
Well, suddenly I saw a chain of fire in the sky, as if the Jade Emperor wanted to smoke. If the Jade Emperor didn't smoke, why was there another chain of fire... Oh, brothers, don't run away, I still have a few more songs..."
A group of literati who wanted to "make things difficult" had already been internally wounded by Zhang Tie's two poems. After Zhang Tie finished speaking the second poem, a group of literati had already covered their faces and rolled up their sleeves and walked away, not wanting to spend more time with Zhang Tie.
speak.
Zhang Tie pretended to stay, and the literati ran even faster, fearing that if they came into contact with Zhang Tie, they would be full of bad luck. It was better that Zhang Tie didn't speak, but as soon as Zhang Tie spoke, they ran even faster.
Zhang Tie shook his head and smiled, and was about to leave when he unexpectedly heard applause from behind.
"Bah bang bang, good poetry, good poetry..."
Zhang Tie turned around and saw a middle-aged scribe with fluttering white clothes and an air of aloofness, looking at him with a smile and applauding him.
"I just listened to your two poems, little brother. The poems may seem vulgar, but they are very powerful. If we just talk about the power, regardless of the elaboration, many of the poems in this pavilion will be inferior..."
When the middle-aged scribe in white said this, Zhang Tie realized that this man was not deliberately making fun of him, but was really criticizing him. However, looking at the temperament of this scribe in white, Zhang Tie felt inexplicably fond of him.
"Haha, to be honest, these two poems were not written by me. I just saw them in a book by chance. The person who wrote these two poems was a rude warrior of the Chinese tribe before the great catastrophe...
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"No wonder!" The scribe in white suddenly realized, "Young brother can admit it so frankly, he must be an upright person. I think this is the first time for the little brother to come to Datang City, and it is also the first time for me to come to this Datang City. If the little brother
If you don’t mind, how about you and I traveling together in Datang City today..."