Chapter 47: Thousands of troops cross the single-plank bridge
There is always a fight for the list of literary saints.
Li Changan has unparalleled confidence in this. Will the classics that can be handed down in the vast sea of Tang poetry not be included in the list of literary saints?
Not to mention ranking first or second, at least there is always someone in the top thirty, right?
If it were a complete version of "Jian Jin Jiu", don't even think about it. Even if it were placed in December when all the masters and masters gathered together, it would definitely be number one.
However, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, Li Changan was lying in bed and did not want to get up. After being dragged out by Liu Linglong, he used a writing instrument to check the January Literary Saint List, and he was dumbfounded.
Li Changan twitched the corner of his mouth, with an expression on his face that he had seen a ghost.
The List of Literary Saints only included the top 100 poems and essays. Li Changan read from top to bottom, and the more he read, the more heartbroken he became.
hehe……
Not even a hair on it.
Doesn’t it mean that if you indicate the academy, you will be blessed by the academy’s reputation?
This is "Ascend the Stork Tower".
This is a classic poem by Wang Zhihuan, a famous poet in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
Can’t even rank among the top 100?
Are you kidding me?
For this reason, Li Changan was in a trance for a long time, as if he was in a daze. From time to time, he would check the Literary Saint List with a writing instrument, always feeling that he would be on the list in the next moment, and then soar to the sky.
It's a pity that it's just like a pebble thrown into the sea, without even a single splash.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Liu Linglong tilted her head and asked in front of Li Changan.
"Ah, no...it's nothing. Go and see if your sister's seasoning is ready? We are having barbecue for lunch today." Li Changan came to his senses and walked into the yard with the coal in his arms.
"I know." When Liu Linglong heard that there was something delicious, she ran away more happily than anyone else.
The barbecue rack was custom-made, and the blacksmith in the county was exactly the same as the blacksmith in Linxian. If it weren't for the fact that they looked so different, Li Changan would have doubted whether they were brothers.
At noon, the three of them gathered in front of the barbecue grill, grilling and eating the food.
"If I can't find fennel (cumin), I'll use hot sauce instead, otherwise it will taste even better."
Li Changan was in charge of roasting, and Liu Zhiyin was helping. Liu Linglong was just a foodie. She had a piece of pork belly, her brother had a piece, she had a bite of garlic eggplant, and her sister had a bite too.
Liu Linglong's cheeks were stuffed full, like a little squirrel, smiling silly,
"Brother, I obviously eat a lot, but why don't I always gain weight?" Liu Linglong looked at her sister, then at herself, and asked while eating.
"Why do you want to gain weight?"
Liu Linglong didn't answer, and continued to immerse herself in each other's mouth.
Huh, stinky brother, I won’t tell you, you just think your sister is prettier than me, so you don’t look at me so much.
After eating the barbecue, Li Changan leisurely accompanied his sister-in-law and younger sister, sitting at the door of the north room to bask in the sun.
It snowed heavily last night and stopped this morning. There was no wind in the house and there was a charcoal stove burning in the back. It was leisurely and comfortable. Li Changan felt sleepy while leaning on the chair.
While he was taking a nap, Li Changan felt the academy status jade plaque in his arms tremble slightly. It turned out to be Zhou Ziyu calling him.
"Sister-in-law, I'm going out."
"Where are you going at this time?" Liu Zhiyin looked at Li Changan. Although he was confused, he still got up and got an extra long coat for Li Changan.
"My classmates from the academy invited me to have a get-together." Li Changan took the long coat and explained.
"Okay, please be careful on the road." Liu Zhiyin helped Li Changan tidy up his clothes.
Liu Linglong was about to jump up and follow her out the door, but was stopped by Liu Zhiyin's eyes. She could only pout and sit back on the chair.
Li Changan rubbed Liu Linglong's hair and walked out of the door with a smile.
When we arrived at the restaurant, it turned out that Annan was also there. The two of them looked half asleep, and it was clear from a glance that they had not slept at night and had stayed up until now.
"There's really something going on between you two, right?" Li Changan glanced at Zhou Ziyu and Annan with an ambiguous look, trying to find any clues, and teased,
"Brother Zhou and Brother An, don't worry. I definitely don't mean to look down on you. Although I don't like men's style, I have no objection."
Annan suddenly smiled, and the elegant room suddenly seemed like flowers blooming. His beautiful willow eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were as charming as silk. He deliberately sat next to Li Changan, breathing like orchid,
"Brother Taibai is really so elegant? Anyway, I don't mind, why don't we..."
Li Changan suddenly became furious and waved his hands quickly, "Brother An, I'm convinced. I will never make fun of you two again."
"Are you really unwilling?" Annan moved closer.
"I am a man who likes women, so I am nicknamed Iron Straight Man." Li Changan said righteously and sternly.
Zhou Ziyu, who was nestled in the soft chair, smiled from ear to ear, "Brother An, forget it, if you keep doing this, Brother Taibai will really be scared away by you."
Annan shook his head and sat up straight, "It's boring..."
"It's fun, why don't you go find those idiots?" Zhou Ziyu picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth.
Annan rolled his eyes, "Just those bed bugs, if you hadn't stopped me, I would have crushed them to death."
"Come on, I saved you, okay?" Zhou Ziyu retorted without hesitation, "You always say that you are very capable, but in the end you are surrounded by those guys?"
This was the first time Li Changan had heard of such a thing.
One word, absolutely.
It’s such a vast world, filled with wonders and wonders.
After the food and wine were served, the three of them drank and ate, and finally the conversation turned to the list of literary saints.
"Did you two go to yesterday's New Year's Eve poetry party?" Li Changan asked.
"Why are you going? It has nothing to do with us anyway. If you have time to go through the motions, you might as well go to Jiaofangsi to drink flower wine." Zhou Ziyu drank nonchalantly.
Annan also returned to normal and poured wine for Li Changan, "It's just that everyone was deceived by the name of the academy and thought they could get a good fortune. In fact, they were just making wedding dresses for others."
"Brother Taibai, I'm not telling you, even if you have a beautiful wife at home, what's the point of going to Jiaofangsi? If you go, I'll give Miss Caiyi to you."
Li Changan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. These two guys were teasing him to drink flower wine all day long, "I'll talk about it next time, I'll talk about it next time...Brother An, are you preparing to hit the Literary Saint List this month?"
"Well, I wrote the poem on the paper early this morning." Annan nodded, "Where's Brother Taibai?"
"I also wrote it this morning." Li Changan sighed softly, "but so far there has been no movement at all."
Annan poured himself another glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp. "We can't rush this. It will take time to indicate the identity of the academy every month and tens of thousands of scribes will hit the Literary Saint List."
Zhou Ziyu shrugged, "Anyway, in my opinion, this thing is just like trying your luck. It's never sure, and it's even more rogue than a casino."
Annan looked at Zhou Ziyu with disdain, "Can you learn something better? Practicing martial arts has made your brain stupid?"
As he said that, Annan curled his lips at Li Changan, "Ignore him. You can go to him for a fight while drinking wine. As for the Literary Saint List and the like, he is just an idiot."
"Poems and articles that indicate the status of the academy will have a certain degree of fame and blessing within the academy's influence. However, in the entire Jin Dynasty, there are nearly tens of thousands of academy students, and there are at least ten to twenty thousand people who hit the literary saint list every month.
Sometimes there will be more, and it always takes time.”
"Isn't this just looking for a needle in a haystack?" Li Changan was shocked.
"Don't worry, people will always see you." Annan comforted, "It's not bad. The Jin Dynasty has thirty million scribes with literary documents. That's like finding a needle in a haystack."
"How many scribes, in order to gain more fame, participated in various poetry gatherings again and again, spent countless money, and even performed good deeds every day, hoping to make a name for themselves, so that they can get more help when they hit the list of literary saints."
"Compared with them, we are already lucky."
Li Changan shook his head helplessly, "According to what you say, ordinary scribes really have no future."
"Of course, as long as you write a shocking work, even if it has no foundation, it can rise to the sky." Annan said, "The Literary Saint List cannot deceive people."
"That's the gathering of destiny of the human race, and even the Holy Temple can't control it."
Zhou Ziyu listened with joy, "Okay, hurry up and drink. Two people who have connections through the back door have been thinking about hitting the literary saint list all day long. It sounds awkward."
Li Changan had no choice but to drink and chat with the two of them.
There is no other way, just ask out of kindness.
These two guys, who seem to have unlimited prosperity and no worries about food and clothing, can't even go home during the Chinese New Year. They are also pitiful people.
Annan talked about the many wonderful things about Miss Caiyi, and Li Changan, who was listening attentively while eating his food, suddenly felt the jade medal of the academy status in his arms tremble slightly.
When I took it out and looked at it, my pupils suddenly shrank.
No. 100 on the list of literary saints, "Ascending the Ninth Tower"!