On the twenty-third of the twelfth lunar month, today is a very lively day in Lin'an City.
New Year's Eve happened to be the last big market before the New Year. Lin'an City had an influx of people in one day.
In this life, the most simple vision of ordinary people is to provide food and clothing in hungry years and to provide more clothing in good years. In the past, Lin'an City was often harassed by coastal monsters, and the people were in dire straits. Fortunately, in the past hundred years, the Eastern Xinjiang border army has been raiding every year and deterring the big monsters.
, finally brought rare peace to the people.
Jiangnan has a bumper harvest every year, and people's lives are finally a little richer, so most of them take advantage of the end of the year and before the New Year to buy some New Year's things for their homes.
For this day, the entire city gates of Lin'an City were opened, the soldiers and guards were strengthened several times, but the search was intensified and a large number of people poured into the city at an accelerated speed.
And around a high platform on the east side of the city, the place is even more decorated with lights and colorful red lights. Many people are gathering here, and it looks very lively.
Below this place called Guanlan Terrace, in a large area and many surrounding streets, there are many temporary stalls set up, with a variety of things on display...
Outside the shops facing the street, there were many shop assistants walking through the streets, shouting loudly about their own products. The food seller actually set up a large pot directly at the door, and the aroma filled the whole place.
above a street.
The location of the Guanlan Terrace is also the venue for this year's Lin'an City Year-end Cultural Festival.
Different from the usual cultural gatherings, this year-end literary gathering will last from noon to evening. There will also be a fireworks show in the evening, which can be said to be very attractive.
Literary gatherings were originally an elegant banquet among literati, but in Lin'an City, they have undergone some changes.
A large and spacious space is now being given away under the Guanlan Tower, also to accommodate many people to come and watch.
I heard that this is also a method learned from Chang'an. Using literature to promote integrity can be regarded as a way to enjoy the people.
And this naturally attracts the attention of the people. After all, they usually aspire to the realm of scholars. Almost every year, they can see the scene of scholars showing their prowess, which makes people marvel again and again.
However, the image of literati reciting poems and writing poems often only appears in books and in the mouths of storytellers. They also want to see with their own eyes how a good poem is written at a literary conference.
Therefore, this kind of cultural gathering has been the most popular program in Lin'an City since it was held. Many people from neighboring cities and towns even came here specifically for this day.
Song Mu was also standing in the square at the moment, looking at the bustling crowds in front of many stalls around him, and at the various red banners hung on the tall viewing platform, which decorated the surroundings with a very atmospheric atmosphere.
"Song Jie...Brother, it seems that today is also a grand event."
Next to Song Mu, Dai Mingde was standing next to him, looking up at the grand scene in front of him, and then looking at Song Mu.
Ever since he learned Song Mu's identity, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep almost every day. When Song Mu was traveling around the city, Dai Mingde talked endlessly.
Every day when I traveled around, I wanted to tell Song Mu about all the historical events in Lin'an City from ancient times to the present.
Regarding today's literary meeting, Dai Mingde has been looking forward to it for a long time. He waited in front of the Shen residence early today and came here with Song Mu in the early morning.
"Well, if my eldest brother is not the only one who can go up after being invited, I would also like to go up and have a look."
"Brother Song, your appearance today will surely surprise the talents of Lin'an, right?"
Dai Mingde said this to Song Mu with regret on his face, but at the moment his expression seemed a little hopeful, and he saw Song Mu giving him a confused look.
"Brother Dai, why do I feel like you are hesitant to speak?"
Song Mu asked with a smile, Dai Mingde chuckled and said embarrassedly.
"To be honest, my eldest brother also knows Brother Song's identity. I heard that he seems to have donated some money to the literary society again."
Song Mu was speechless when he heard this, and was a little confused at the moment. Dai Mingde just raised his hands and said with a smile.
"Anyway, Brother Song, I'm just waiting to read your poems today."
"Speaking of which, I was not able to see all the actions Brother Song did on Jiangnan West Road with my own eyes. It's a pity. But today, I can finally realize this dream."
Seeing the excitement on Dai Mingde's face, Song Mu sighed slightly in his heart, and finally just smiled in return.
It can be said that I have to attend this literary conference. My understanding in the past few days has brought me a lot of improvement. This red coral is as precious to me today.
But after all, there will still be many powerful people appearing in this Juzi Wenhui, and Song Mu does not dare to think that he will definitely come out on top.
At that moment, Song Mu bowed his hands towards Dai Mingde and then walked towards the pavilion.
Under the viewing platform, there are also many literati and students waiting to enter the viewing platform.
Under the Guanlan Tower, there were still several officials checking below. Several minor officials checked the invitations and badges presented by several people one by one before letting them in.
Song Mu also stepped forward and took out the gilded post given by Shen Tiancai from his arms. The other party opened it and looked at it. He looked at Song Mu in surprise and said to Song Mu in confusion.
"This post belongs to Master Shen, but I don't know who you are?"
"My name is Song Mu, and I am a nephew of Master Shen."
Song Mu said this, and at the same time handed over the literary waist badge in his hand.
When the other party saw Song Mu's waistband, he immediately checked it, nodded, and wrote Song Mu's name in the column of Master Shen in the book.
The status symbol of the literati in the Wen Dynasty, in addition to the literati's clothing, was the literati waist badge, which was imprinted with various information about the literati and was also an important certificate for the literati to travel around the world.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Song Mu was able to successfully enter the viewing platform. On the viewing platform is a three-story pavilion. It is very spacious inside and is very majestic standing in the city.
And because it is built at a high place, the view is wide and you can look around.
At this moment, many students have gathered in the attic. Most of them are gathered in groups of three or five, and they are talking to each other. The words are constantly reaching Song Mu's ears.
"Brother Xingyang is here, which surprises me. I heard that Brother Xingyang met an old Confucian scholar in Huangshan before?"
"I'm ashamed. I just went there for a tour. I'm back just in time for the end of the year, so I can participate in this cultural gathering."
"In this way, Brother Xingyang, I have gained a lot from this time outside. It seems that Brother Xingyang can write good poems and articles again in today's literary meeting."
Several people were chatting in low voices. Song Mu just walked past and then stood at the corner of the attic.
More and more people gathered in the attic, and many students took this opportunity to make friends with each other. After all, most of the people who can be here are graduates, and they may have a bright future.
Although Song Mu stood on an inconspicuous side, some people still noticed Song Mu's tall figure.
Soon someone came up to talk to Song Mu, but Song Mu just chatted briefly.
When they learned that Song Mu was from Jiangnan West Road, they looked a little surprised. Song Mu just said his own words. These people saw that Song Mu was a scholar, so they didn't pay much attention to it. They just walked around symbolically.
There was a cutscene.
When the sun was rising and it was almost noon, I heard several people shouting from downstairs.
"The prefect is here."
The atmosphere among the students in the field suddenly tightened, and the conversations immediately disappeared completely.
Not long after, I saw a slender figure walking in from the attic door.
The figure was slender. He was wearing a green robe today, and he had more sword-like eyebrows. At this moment, the students around him also raised their hands to him.
"See you, Lord Prefect!"
The person who came was the prefect of Lin'an Prefecture. Song Mu only knew that the person's name was Wen Chengyong, and that he was a Jinshi with some ability.
Wen Chengyong, the prefect of Lin'an, also nodded and asked everyone to excuse themselves. At this time, the voices of two officials next to Song Mu talking softly reached Song Mu's ears.
"I heard, Master Wen is still a relative of the emperor?"
"I heard that he is Concubine Wen's younger brother, but please be careful about what you say."
After hearing this, Song Mu raised his head slightly and looked at the prefect again.
This man's face is extremely young, somewhat handsome, but he has a pair of red and phoenix eyes, which gives his expression a somewhat different charm from beginning to end.