On this early morning in March, the cockcrow sounded.
Gu Lin, the head of the Nanjing Literary Circle League, walked slowly out of the gate of Songwu Thatched Cottage, with Wang Fengyuan following closely behind her teacher.
When you look up, you can see the mountains, when you hear the sound of streams, when you look up, you can see rice fields, and when you look down, you can see grass paths.
Mr. Gu sighed leisurely: "Jishan, what do you think of the villa here? Doesn't it have the reclusive flavor of the poet Lin Quan?"
Wang Fengyuan responded sincerely: "It is better to stay in Xiyuan."
Gu Lin: ""
Why is this child talking? It seems that my prestige has declined in the past two years.
Mr. Gu asked again: "Are you ready for the big event today?"
Wang Fengyuan replied: "Everything is ready, but it's just today. Isn't it too hasty?
Several old gentlemen arrived in a hurry in the past two days and haven't had a good rest yet."
Gu Lin said helplessly: "Time waits for us. We must hurry up and cannot delay. I predict that the primary school student Qin Dewei will definitely return to Nanjing to take the provincial examination this year!"
And most of them will come back south as soon as spring begins. We have to get there before he comes back, otherwise something will happen.
Wang Fengyuan said worriedly: "But I don't know why, I feel uneasy today. I always feel that Qin Dewei will suddenly appear."
Mr. Gu said confidently: "Don't worry! I sent people to watch the two major waterways entering the city, Longjiang Pass in the north and Jiangdong Gate in the west, but there was no sign of Qin Dewei's return.
Moreover, people were posted at Xiao Ande Gate, and when they saw Qin Dewei, they tried to find a way to stop him!"
After talking about the arrangements, Mr. Gu warned again: "By the way, don't mention this name today, lest others hear it and talk about it! Our principle is to downplay it as much as possible!"
As introduced before, Songwu Thatched Cottage is located at the foot of Niushou Mountain, just a short walk along the road from Xiao Ande Gate.
The suburbs also have the advantages of being in the suburbs. The place is spacious and not as cramped and cramped as in the city.
The door outside the thatched cottage is also very wide, and guests' carriages, horses and sedans are parked casually on both sides of the road.
The scholars and beauties who arrived early also gathered together in twos and threes, chatting about today's grand event, and all guessing what the old leader Gu wanted to do.
They also ingeniously arranged for a person with a loud voice to stand on the roadside and be responsible for the roll call.
Many people who did not know what was going on today were chatting and listening to the roll call. As they listened, they felt that today was unusual.
Wen Zhengming! This one needs no introduction.
Yan Song! The Minister of Rites in Nanjing will become the Minister sooner or later!
Yang Xunji! When he was young, he was as famous as Zhu Zhishan. At the age of thirty, he gave up his official career and became known as the No. 1 Kuangsheng in Gusu!
Chen Yi! One of the three heroes of Jinling who is as famous as Gu Lao, the leader of the alliance. He was promoted to the minister of Taipusi Temple. He returned to Jinling as an official last year!
Jiang Shanqing! One of the four talented men in Jiangbei, the only one who is still alive, and an official in politics!
Xu Lin! One of the two major composers in the world from the north to the south!
As for others, there are too many to list, such as Chen He, a famous Yuezhong scholar, Luo Feng, Xu Long, and Xie Chengju, local celebrities.
The people above are all from the older generation, not to mention the younger generation.
Everyone was dumbfounded as they listened to the chat. This lineup had almost wiped out all the famous people currently active in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River. Gu Lao, leader of the alliance, seemed to be really trying his best!
In the main hall, Gu Lin glanced around and saw that the main core personnel were almost there, so she said:
"The spring weather is beautiful today. It's a good time for spring outings. Please go to the spring next to the thatched cottage to enjoy the scenery! I also have a proposal to announce!"
So everyone strolled around, chatting, laughing and leisurely walking outside. To be honest, in this season, outdoors is more comfortable than indoors.
When other people attending the cultural gathering saw these main figures coming out, they naturally came together.
Alliance Leader Gu cleared his throat and was about to speak, but he jumped in front of him and shouted loudly: "Is Qin Dewei here?"
Who is so ignorant as to mention Qin Dewei! Old leader Gu immediately glared at him, it turned out that it was Yang Xunji, the old madman from Suzhou, and it was difficult to reprimand him.
This man is the same generation as Zhu Zhishan. He is almost eighty this year and has an extremely wild personality. He lives in seclusion now and it is rare to invite him out.
Yang Xunji looked around and said: "Someone told me that this Qin Dewei has mixed knowledge and likes to make things difficult and ridicule. He is a bit like me. That's why he was interested in coming to Nanjing. Is it in vain?"
Wen Zhengming, who was also from Suzhou, saw that the old alliance leader Gu had a bad look on his face, so he tugged on Yang Xunji's sleeve: "Stop talking!"
The famous local hermit Xu Long and Mr. Gu have always cooperated tacitly, so they came forward and said:
"Today there is a major event in Dongqiao. Let me discuss it with all the gentlemen. Don't interrupt anyone who has nothing to do with it. This matter today has nothing to do with Qin Dewei!"
Mr. Gu was finally able to talk eloquently: "Jinling was the ancient capital of six dynasties and the southern capital of this dynasty. It is a famous city in the world!
When it comes to Jinling, it has always been famous for its allusions and historical sites. However, for a long time, there have been different opinions and no summary, which makes it very vague.
So after a year of careful research, I specially proposed the concept of the Eight Scenic Spots of Jinling, which will be passed down to the world as an overall symbol!"
The old alliance leader Gu had already prepared and listed them one by one: "Auspicious clouds in Zhongfu, auspicious snow in Shicheng, night rain in Longjiang, autumn moon in Fengtai, clear waves in egrets, sunset in black clothes, fishing flutes in Qinhuai, and woodcutter songs in Tianyin!"
Immediately there was a burst of applause! Most of the scholars in the periphery were locals, so of course they applauded when they heard about this kind of promotion of local culture.
No one has ever summed it up like this before. Mr. Gu’s formulation is simply groundbreaking.
Gu Lin bowed her hands to Wen Zhengming and said to the friends around her: "I would like to ask Mr. Wen Hengshan to paint the Eight Scenes and name it "Eight Scenes of Jinling". It must be a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation!"
Everyone praised: "Sincerity is a good story!"
Then Gu Lin said to the friends around him: "There is no painting without poetry. I also ask you to lend a helping hand. Each of the eight people will write a scene!"
This thing is indeed interesting, and everyone applauded again.
Gu Lin concluded: “Famous cities, famous people, famous paintings, and famous poems complement each other and can be passed down for at least a hundred years!
What we want is to be handed down from generation to generation! When people talk about Jinling from now on, they will first think of the Eight Scenes of Jinling, and then they will think of us! As long as Jinling City still exists, our story will not die!"
I have to say that everyone still admires Gu Lin. She is indeed the queen of sex in her youth, and she is indeed creative.
By forcibly creating a concept, they can still follow Zhan Guang and their names will be immortal along with Jinling City.
The scholars in the periphery were talking a lot. If it goes according to what the old leader of the alliance said, wouldn't it mean that it's just the old seniors who are showing off? Then are they just a backdrop when they come here today?
Gu Lao, leader of the League, probably knew what others were thinking, so he quickly said: "Please be patient, the seniors wrote the main poems! You can also contribute poems, and the scene you wrote will be submitted to the senior.
If chosen, it can be used as a sub-verse!"
At this time, someone suddenly laughed "haha" in the corner of the crowd and sarcastically said: "The two words behind "Like jumping off the beam" are extremely ridiculous!"
The old leader Gu had become accustomed to being beaten by Qin Dewei in the past few years, so he scolded him like a reflex: "Qin Dewei, shut up!"
The man suddenly choked, as if someone had strangled his laughter, and it took him a long time to reply: "Sorry, I'm not Qin Dewei!"
Everyone: ""
What has Brother Gu experienced and how sensitive is he to the name Qin Dewei?