After receiving the invitation, Wang Yuan opened it and shook his head: "I have no interest in the poetry meeting!"
At the end of the Jin Dynasty, the dragon and snake started to rise; the first emperor of Daye fought outside Jiushan County and defeated his rivals of the same generation, establishing the imperial hegemony!
After the victory, he composed a poem on the battlefield. Later, the governor of Jiushan County built Dinglong Terrace and convened the county's scholars to hold a poetry meeting, which was passed down from generation to generation.
Finally, with the involvement of the royal family, the barriers to entry have become higher and higher.
At first, scholars can participate, and gradually they can be promoted to Tongsheng, Xiucai, and finally Juren.
Whoever shines in the Dinglongtai Poetry Society will become famous all over the world, and may even be favored by learned scholars and royal nobles.
This is a scholar’s dream event!
However, for Wang Yuan, he had no interest in this kind of poetry meeting, let alone being in the company of those gentlemen who held the title of Scholar and Jinshi.
These people know how to do it, but he doesn’t know how to do it at all. He doesn’t even know how to speak!
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Zhao Weimin smiled bitterly: "Sir, he is a scholar of heaven and man, so naturally he disdains poetry and prose! It's just the strategy of demolishing the wall that he taught you last time. The court has not sent back the news yet. It is estimated that the left and right ministers are arguing again, and this strategy will not work in the end.
Let it go!"
Wang Yuan waved his hands impatiently: "Don't tell me these rubbish things. The two factions only know how to undermine each other, but they don't do business. They don't care about the life or death of the people in the world. They are all dead people!"
"Actually, the left prime minister..."
Seeing that Wang Yuan looked unhappy, Zhao Weimin changed the subject and said: "Although the Dinglongtai Poetry Society has been small in scale in recent years, there are still many knowledgeable people, including the sons of Chengzhou, the sons of county officials, and even the sons of aristocratic families. Here.
Wang Haitian, the host of this poetry meeting, is the best friend of the students. I asked for a judging spot for my husband! If he can go and participate, he will definitely expand his influence. In the future, whether he is preaching or saving the building from collapse, he will have more fans.
wholesale!"
"Who can I pass this little knowledge on to? Even a god like Daye can't save him!"
Wang Yuan was speechless, but suddenly his eyes lit up: "There are children from the county and aristocratic families participating, so there will definitely be no shortage of money for this poetry meeting!"
"Money, uh, um!"
Zhao Weimin was stunned and nodded.
The Dinglongtai Poetry Festival was supposed to be an opportunity to become famous, so why did you ask for money?
No, sir, you will never be so superficial. There must be a profound meaning in this statement!
Could it be that you, sir, want to use money from these rich people to help the poor people?
He was worried about not being able to find a place to sell Tang knives. When he felt sleepy, a cheap student came to give him a pillow. Wang Yuan thought for a moment and shook his head: "I still can't go to the Dinglongtai Poetry Festival!"
Zhao Weimin was surprised: "Why, sir?"
Wang Yuan spread his hands: "From Fu County to Jiushan County, we have to pass through two counties. It is a total of two hundred and seventy miles, and the road is not smooth!"
He wanted to visit the county town. After all, big places are easier to make money!
But in this day and age, it’s really difficult to go out and walk hundreds of miles!
And there is no navigation, no map, and I don’t know where to go!
Zhao Weimin stood up in surprise, clasped his fists and bowed his head and said: "Sir, I didn't think carefully. I am an official, and even if there are bandits on the road, they don't dare to rob me. And sir, I am in white, and it is really not safe to go to Jiushan County.
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Zhao Qinghe next to him was shocked!
This middle-aged man is actually an official, and he is so polite to his prodigal cousin!
"master!"
Next to him, Xu Tou bowed his waist and clasped his fists and said, "Sir, if you really want to go to Jiushan County, there is nothing you can do. You just need to pay attention to a few points!"
Wang Yuan became interested: "Xu Baotou, please tell me!"
This man was actually a head hunter. Zhao Qinghe covered his mouth in shock and looked at Zhao Weimin again!
The catcher calls him master, who is he? I don’t dare to think about it!
"Don't dare!"
Xu Captou took out a map, spread it out and pointed: "Sir, if you want to go to Jiushan County, there are three places you should pay attention to. Black Tiger Mountain, Daqing Ridge, and Yixiantian. Now the bandits of the Three Tiger Villages in Black Tiger Mountain have been captured."
The sir has been wiped out, leaving only Daqingling and Yixiantian with bandits. Among them, Daqingling has similar power to Sanhuzhai, and Yixiantian is stronger than both combined. It requires special attention from sir, but as long as you give
It’s still easy to cross the road by buying toll money.”