Chapter 30: Zhuyao is going to participate in the poetry party
After everyone was seated, the boss of Fuchun Tower stood up and presided over the poetry meeting.
"This annual three-day poetry festival is still hosted by our Fuchun House this year. I am Hao Fugui. This year, what we are going to do is different from previous years. First of all, the people we invite to judge the quality of poems will not be the same.
Same, first of all, our Xunyang Changshi Su Junyuan Su Changshi, the great scholar Mr. Ye Amanoye, as well as the local gentry Mr. Cai Wenquan Cai and Master Lan Shuxialan from Fengtai Academy. Of course, the Fourth Young Master, a frequent visitor to the Poetry Club, is also a regular guest this year.
Many people have come."
When Hao Fugui said this, there was a burst of cheers below. Hao Fugui stretched out his hand to signal everyone to be quiet. After the crowd calmed down, he continued: "In order to allow all the talents to perform well, we specially paid a lot of money to hire Yun Mei.
The girl played music for everyone to cheer up."
When Hao Fugui said this, he shouted to Fuchun upstairs, "Please come on, Miss Yunmei!"
Everyone looked at Fuchun Tower and saw a red ribbon hanging from the third floor of Fuchun Tower. Then a man holding a pipa in his arms, wearing a veil and crimson gauze, pulled the red ribbon and floated from the third floor.
Coming down, it was like a fairy coming to the world. The people below could not help but be stunned.
After Yunmei landed on the ground, he turned around in a circle to stabilize his body, saluted everyone in the audience, and then saluted everyone on the stage. With Chang Shi's nod, he sat at the last seat among the eight seats.
Yunmei's pipa is a masterpiece in Xunyang, and it usually costs hundreds of taels of silver to listen to her music. Today, they can hear Yunmei's pipa without paying any money, and they are very happy.
When Hao Fugui saw Yunmei coming out, everyone cheered, and he knew that his move could bring in another business for Fuchun House.
He continued: "Everyone, please be patient. Next, I will introduce to you the rules of this year's poetry competition. This poetry competition will last for three days. There will be a competition every day. Today, there will be a group of ten people.
Twelve judges on the stage will propose questions, a total of eight questions. The finished poems will be judged by the four masters and four hosts. The top fifty winners will participate in tomorrow's competition. Tomorrow, Confucius Lan Shuxia from Fengtai Academy will judge.
He Daru 1 Mr. Ye Tianye proposed the topic, and fifty people decided to decide the top ten. These ten people participated in the final the day after tomorrow. In the final, Chang Shi asked three questions, and the top three were decided. The top prize of this poetry meeting was won by this poet.
The Zhao Qirui Kirin Inkstone presented by Zhou Fu Shang Yue Daoyue’s boss.”
When Hao Fugui mentioned the Kirin Inkstone, the people below exclaimed like they were crazy. Yan Xiao was quite strange and asked: "What is the origin of this Kirin Inkstone? Why are everyone so excited?"
Qiao Yun looked at the people below and said: "I know this Qilin Yantai. Didn't he just say Zhao Qirui? This Zhao Qirui was a famous talent in the previous dynasty. He was not only good at writing poems and essays, but also good at music.
But what made him most famous was one of his poems. I heard that his poems had the power to shake the world and weep like ghosts and gods. After this man passed away, the Four Treasures of the Study he usually used were loved by subsequent scholars, but many of them were
Lost it, most of the ones on the market are imitations."
When Qiaoyun said this, he looked at Su Niang and said, "It seems that your father really wants to marry you off. He even took out the ancestral treasures in the family."
When Yan Xiao heard this, he sighed again that having a rich father was indeed a good thing, and he thought he should give Su Niang a good hug.
"Su Niang, you once again let me see what it means to be in the world of rich people. I have decided that you will be my good sister for the rest of my life." Yan Xiao patted Su Niang on the shoulder and said.
"Are you two still kidding me? I'm almost worried to death!"
"Oh, there's nothing to worry about. You don't know what your future husband will be like now, how do you know you won't like him?" Qiaoyun poured a glass of wine for Su Niang.
"I don't want to get married. I'm disgusted with getting married in the first place. After seeing what happened to you two, I don't want to get married anymore." Su Niang picked up what was on the table and drank it all in one gulp.
Hearing this, Qiao Yun put down the flask. Yan Xiao looked at Qiao Yun and said, "I don't know what my sister Qiao Yun is like, but I want to tell you that not everyone will meet a bad man. At least.
, I don’t think you can.”
Su Niang didn't answer, but took the wine bottle in front of Qiao Yun and poured herself another glass of wine.
Qiao Yunyan smiled at Su Niang's behavior and didn't know how to persuade her. After all, this kind of thing is like knowing whether drinking water is cold or warm. No matter what others say, it is just the experience of others.
Hao Fugui looked at the people around him and were overjoyed when he heard that the jackpot was Zhao Qirui.
He continued: "The second place will get a white jade Qingfeng pen, and the third place will get a month's banquet in Fuchun Tower. However, it should be noted here that this month's banquet can only be enjoyed once a day, and each time
No more than three people.”
After hearing the rules of the Poetry Club told by Hao Fugui, Yan Xiao also wanted to give it a try, for no other reason than to enjoy the banquet in Fuchun House that month. What was distressing was that he really couldn't get his hands on the writing brush.
"Sister Qiaoyun, I also want to try this poetry club. I don't want the Qilin inkstone and the Qingfeng pen. I just want to have a banquet at Fuchun Tower." Yan Xiao stretched his neck and looked at the ring and said.
When Qiaoyun Su Niang heard Yan Xiao's words, they were all surprised by Yan Xiao's thoughts. They looked at each other and said, "This? I'm afraid we can't do it, right? These people below are at least children, and we can only know how to read at most.
Well, I’m really not good at writing poetry.”
Su Niang was no longer sad at this time. She sat up straight and said: "Good sister, don't make trouble. If you want to have a banquet at Fuchun Tower, I will treat you to another day. But let's not organize this poetry meeting."
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Yan Xiao thought to herself that it was really difficult to compose poetry, but she didn’t know how to memorize poetry. She had memorized several poems for exams before!
Over there, after Hao Fugui introduced the rules and prizes of the poetry meeting, three men in plain clothes came up with a tray covered with red cloth. Hao Fugui opened the red cloth and let everyone look at the prizes.
After that, it was announced that the poetry meeting had begun.
"For the first question, please ask Su Changshi." Hao Fugui shouted.
The tall and thin Chang Shi stood up and said: "The people who came to the poetry meeting today are all young talents from Xunyang. The first question is about love."
"For the first question, you can think about it for a stick of incense. The talented person you think of can write your poem on the desk below. Later, our people on site will collect it and give it to the chief judge above." Hao Fugui said.
After that, a waiter over there brought incense, and Hao Fugui used the gong skillfully to light the incense here.
"The second question will be asked by our great scholar Mr. Ye."
"It will be Chinese Valentine's Day in two days, so this question will be about the festival."
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Yan Xiao sat upstairs and watched these people almost finish the eight questions. He was very anxious and hurriedly pulled Qiao Yun downstairs.
Seeing that the desks of the twelve chief judges in the ring were all filled with poem manuscripts, Hao Fugui stood on the ring and said: "We have collected the poems written by all the talented people present, and next are our twelve judges.
During the review time, you can go to Fuchun Building to have a cup of tea and rest for a while. Our results will be announced in an hour."