Liaocheng is not only the county seat, but also the capital of Dongchang Prefecture.
The canal is about one kilometer east of Liaocheng County. The wharf is called Chongwuyi Wharf, which is considered one of the most prosperous wharves in the north.
Like many commercial ports today, although the canal and dock are located outside the city, it is still densely populated, with shops everywhere, and commerce is even more prosperous than in the city.
After disembarking from the pier, the Feng family first settled in a nearby inn, while Qin Dewei took the bus and walked toward the city, with Ma Er and Duan Qing following behind.
There is a road from Chongwuyi Wharf directly to the east gate of the county, called Dongguan Street, which is about two miles long and is also the core commercial street of Liaocheng.
If you are someone who rarely goes out, you will probably be overwhelmed by such a prosperous business scene. But Qin Dewei comes from a prosperous place, so he is used to it and does not find it strange.
It’s just that the boat ride was too long, so it felt good to get down and walk. Within less than a moment, I had already seen the Chunxi Gate, the east gate of the county.
At this time, it suddenly started to rain in spring, but it was only light and fine. Qin Dewei felt very comfortable and didn't even hold an umbrella.
Tea shops are very popular in Liaocheng, and local people like to gather and talk in tea shops.
On the edge of the moat, when Qin Dewei passed by a tea shop with open doors and windows and plum blossoms in front of the door, the words "primary school student Qin Dewei" suddenly floated into his ears.
Huh? Qin Dewei immediately became interested. In Liaocheng, a thousand and hundreds of miles away from Nanjing, are there still people talking about him? Could it be that his reputation has begun to spread to the north?
Thinking of this, Qin Dewei felt very itchy. Oops, after three years of being a celebrity in Nanjing, has his fame finally begun to leave the circle? The communication efficiency in this era is still too low.
Feeling thirsty, Qin Dewei quickly turned around and entered the tea shop. After a quick glance, he saw three scholars sitting on the Eight Immortals table by the window. They must have been the ones they were talking about.
At this time, a shopkeeper greeted him, and Qin Dewei took two of his entourages and sat at the table next to the three scholars. He raised his ears and eavesdropped, wondering what the three people were talking about him.
After listening to a few words, Qin Dewei was very disappointed. The three people actually started talking about other topics. Didn't he come in for nothing?
Really unable to restrain his thoughts, Qin Dewei turned to the third scholar and asked: "A few friends are invited! Were you discussing poetry just now? I would like to hear your opinions just now."
The three people looked at Qin Dewei for a few times. One of them, a thin scholar of seventeen or eighteen years old, suddenly sneered and said to Qin Dewei: "He's from the south?"
There is nothing to deny this. Qin Dewei nodded subconsciously.
"As expected!" A thin local scholar said in a sharp tone: "You scholars from the south are all like this."
Qin Dewei was stunned by the other party's response. What was going on? He was famous in Nanjing for his handsomeness, and his appearance was definitely not a sarcastic face!
The thin scholar sneered repeatedly: "Stop pretending! In recent years, the culture of you southern scholars is so disgusting, I have seen through it long ago!
When heading north from the canal to the capital, there are many people asking for names along the way, including you!
Either he is arrogant and publishes poems to force others to praise him, or he pretends to be arrogant and provokes disputes and competitions, or he goes around and submits poems, which is very annoying!
All in all, they are trying every possible means to gain fame!
After all, the canal is the artery of the world, and countless people come and go every year. Once you become famous, it will easily spread. You southern scholars have noticed this!"
Qin Dewei was speechless. Have scholars in the south become so involved in involution now? Scholars in the north may not be able to understand that kind of despair.
It’s that desperate feeling of being in the same school as you, with countless people who are smarter and harder than you.
"What? Did I tell you the truth?" the thin scholar said mercilessly. "You just asked us if we were talking about poetry and what our opinions were. If we had answered you, we would have fallen into your trap.
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You will definitely take the opportunity to deliberately ridicule and despise us, and then provoke an argument, and then you will definitely throw out the poems you have prepared! Most of you southerners are like this!"
Qin Dewei: ""
The situations this friend mentioned sound familiar?
Although he did this often in Nanjing, it doesn't matter. He is sitting here now and just wants to hear what others say about him!
He then forcefully defended himself and said, "I never meant that! I really just want to hear what you just said!"
The thin scholar said disdainfully: "Come on, what are we talking about, and what does it have to do with you? We are strangers to you, why should you come in to listen? It's not that you have ulterior motives!"
It has something to do with me! Of course, Qin Dewei just thought about this in his heart and did not mean to say it.
This is not for the secret pleasure of the White Arowana suit, but only by concealing the identity can the most authentic information be obtained.
The thin scholar slapped the table and said, "No need to follow the routine, just start!"
What started? Qin Dewei was confused.
The thin scholar said proudly: "Don't you want to become famous? Then show your skills and see. I will treat you southern scholars. I have long made up my ambition to win over a hundred passing southern scholars with my poems.
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Qin Dewei laughed angrily, you've been talking about others' hype for a long time, but in the end, aren't you pretty good at it too?
The gimmick of killing a hundred people was shouted out. Why didn't he think of this idea when he was in Nanjing before?
Thinking of this, Qin Dewei suddenly realized that he had been provoked by the counter-routine?
This person might have wanted to compete with himself from the beginning, so that he could become a number among hundreds of people, so was he serious? He really wanted to make a name for himself through this?
But Qin Dewei just couldn't understand why this scholar was so confident that he would definitely win against him?
"For the sake of fairness, each person will ask a question and write a poem, so that you will not question my preparation in advance! Whoever loses will leave his name and leave!" The thin scholar added: "You ask the question first!"
Qin Dewei thought about his recent experiences and casually asked: "Let's write about official travel."
The thin scholar said nonchalantly: "What's so difficult about this?"
Qin Dewei pointed to the spring rain, plum blossoms and other scenery outside, and added more difficulty: "It also needs to be consistent with the scene in front of me."
The thin scholar frowned but nodded. He thought for a while and then chanted:
"The rain is like sand in the desert, and the swallows are flying in the sky. When an official is poor, it is easy to travel against the grain, but when the country is far away, it is important to carry his family with him."
Last night I carried someone with me, and the spring breeze caressed me. I walked alone to the river, and asked the envoy to see the plum blossoms."
Qin Dewei: ""
Why does this poem look familiar? Classmate Li Panlong, you have already given it away.
Aren't you from Jinan, which is more than a hundred miles away? How come you are here? And can you be even better?