Chapter Nineteen Famous Number One Scholar Building
Zhuangyuan Building, private room.
After the food and wine were served, the four of them sat at the same table and began to drink happily. Pan Wei was already accustomed to being indifferent to the fact that his servant Wang Er could sit and drink and eat together. In the past three months, in the rented courtyard, in Wu Zhi
Under strong request, everyone sat together and ate at the same table. There was no distinction between superiority and inferiority. Pan Wei was very surprised at first, but after a while, he got used to it. Unusual people must do it.
It’s a common thing!
Wu Zhi frowned as he drank Zhuangyuanlou's wine. The alcohol content was very low, maybe around ten degrees, and it didn't taste very good either. It didn't have the aroma of wine that he was familiar with. It didn't look good, and the taste wasn't good either.
, but it is sold at a huge price: a pot is only a dime, a pound and a half, Zhuangyuanlou dares to sell it for 80 yuan, but it is estimated to only sell for about 30 yuan outside!
Wu Zhi drank a few sips of wine, and after one drink with Pan Wei and Wang Er, he didn't want to drink anymore. The rest of the wine was left to Pan Wei and Wang Er. Pan Wei was happy and drank several glasses. Wang Er was so happy that he could
Drinking and eating at the Zhuangyuan Building was more enjoyable, and he drank to the fullest. He was not drunk and everyone else was drunk. The girl was reserved and did not drink. Xiao'e ate slowly and ate happily, and laughed happily.
The four of them were eating and drinking, mingling and enjoying themselves. Suddenly, bursts of noise came from outside the elegant room, including the sound of poetry and lyrics, as well as cheers and cheers, one after another.
Wu Zhi was curious and quickly asked Wang Er to go out and inquire carefully. After a while, Wang Er returned and informed that it turned out that the owner of the Zhuangyuan Building had just set a reward: as long as someone could use the three words "Zhuangyuan Building" as the title, write a letter that could highlight the number one scholar.
If he comes to the Zhuangyuan Building with his unique and satisfying poems, the store will not only exempt him from spending today in the Zhuangyuan Building, but also give him five hundred taels of silver as a reward. Therefore, all the literati who are having a banquet in the Zhuangyuan Building will be rewarded.
, now they are all racking their brains to recite splash ink and write many seemingly excellent poems. Unfortunately, none of them have been able to get into the eyes of the owner of the Zhuangyuan Tower. No one has yet received the reward from the Zhuangyuan Tower. For this reason, everyone is at this moment.
Everyone is scratching their heads and there are different opinions.
Wu Zhi and Pan Wei also became interested when they saw this. While Pan Wei was still thinking hard, Wu Zhi's heart moved. He remembered a seven-rhythm poem "Inscribed on Ningxiang Zhuangyuan Building" written by Liu Qiubai. This seven-rhythm poem was very interesting.
That's right. So he frowned, thought of it, calmly opened the beaded curtain of the private room, and walked out of the private room. Pan Wei, Xiao'e and Wang Er followed him out. Wu Zhi came to the lobby on the second floor.
In the middle of the day, I took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone handed over by the waiter, splashed ink in front of everyone, and slowly wrote: ""Inscribed on the Zhuangyuan Tower in Bianliang": The number one scholar travels to the top of the building, and the Bianshui River flows into Kyushu. Five hundred years of great achievements.
, Three thousand miles away, the wind is blowing. And when spring is flying in the sky, I can see the clouds surrounding the Phoenix Tower. The flutes and drums are playing in the sunset, and people are drunk, and the songs are singing around the Orange Island." He wrote in cursive handwriting, and the handwriting was natural, vigorous and powerful.
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When everyone saw it and read it carefully, the whole hall couldn't help but burst into applause: "The number one scholar is traveling upstairs, the Bianshui River is full of beautiful scenery, and the waves are flowing across the nine states. What a poem! What a wonderful writing!"
The owner of the Zhuangyuan Building was very happy after reading it carefully. This poem "Inscribed on the Zhuangyuan Building in Bianliang" accurately depicts the unique style and momentum of the Zhuangyuan Building, which fits the name of the Zhuangyuan Building, and the cursive characters written by Wu Zhi
It is even more unique and outstanding, and the owner of Zhuangyuan Building was even more delighted when he saw it.
"Good poem! Good calligraphy!" The owner of the Zhuangyuan Building was overjoyed and quickly ordered the waiter to pack it up. After the handwriting was dry, he immediately took it to be framed. Then he bowed deeply to Wu Zhi and saluted: "Your Majesty, Qian Mu, the owner of the Zhuangyuan Building, you are so polite!
Dare I ask this young master’s name?”
"Don't dare! I am Wu Zhi, Qinghe County, Xia'en Prefecture, a new Jinshi." Wu Zhi also bowed his hands and responded with a smile that was neither humble nor overbearing.
This Qian Mu was estimated to be in his forties. He was good-looking, tall and plump, with a fair, shiny face without any beard, and bright eyes. He seemed shrewd, a little easy-going, and not overbearing.
"Oh, it turns out it's Shinko Jinshiro! No wonder he has such a great talent!" After everyone heard this, some people couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Wuzhi of Qinghe County? Is it the same as Wu Zhi of Qinghe County who wrote in "Tianjingsha? Autumn Thoughts" "The ancient road is winding with a thin horse, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world"?" Some people are more well-informed and have learned so much that they can't help but keep talking.
exclaimed.
"The one who wrote "Tianjingsha? Qiu Si"?" "Yes! Yes!" "It turns out to be him!" Everyone couldn't help but take a breath after Pan Wei's inexplicable confirmation.
It is unbelievable that the person who wrote "Tianjingsha? Autumn Thoughts", which is full of vicissitudes of life, outstanding literary talent, and far-reaching, was actually such a young man who was a Jinshi under the age of 19! From the lines of "Tianjingsha? Autumn Thoughts", it is revealed
The artistic conception came out, they always thought that the other party was at least an old man nearly fifty years old, who knew he was so young!
This Wu Zhi is really young and promising, and he is extremely talented!
For a moment, everyone couldn't decide. They looked at Wu Zhi as if they were seeing monsters, with different expressions. Some were full of admiration and awe, while others were full of envy, jealousy and hatred. Pan Wei stood aside and looked at Fang.
I felt relieved: "It turns out I'm not the only one who feels this way!"
Hearing everyone's discussion, Qian Mu, the owner of Zhuangyuan Building, was undoubtedly the happiest person. Originally, he saw that Wu Zhi was just a young man under nineteen years old, as old as his children (he has two children, the eldest daughter
He was nineteen years old and already married to the Zhou family, a cloth merchant in the north of the city; his youngest son is now sixteen years old and still studying in a private school.) Although he wrote the extraordinary seven-rhyme poem "Inscribed on the Zhuangyuan Tower in Bianliang", he obviously
He didn't take it to heart yet. But he didn't know that he was admitted to Jinshi at a young age, and he was also the author of the poem "Tianjingsha? Qiu Si". He was obviously stunned!
At the end of the third year of Shaosheng's reign, as all the scholars rushed to the capital, the poem "Tian Jing Sha Qiu Si" was promoted by the scholars of Enzhou and spread in the capital. Everyone who read it was amazed that it was a masterpiece.
They were circulated, copied and recited one after another, making paper expensive in Luoyang, the capital city.
As the owner of the Zhuangyuan Building, all kinds of literati gathered in the Zhuangyuan Building on weekdays to eat, drink, recite poems and write essays. During this time, Qian Mu listened to the poem "Tian Jing Sha? Qiu Si" the most. He also kept guessing.
Who is this Wu Zhi that can write such profound and vast words?
Now, Qian Mu finally knew that the author of "Inscribed on Bianliang Zhuangyuan Tower" and "Tianjingsha Qiu Si" was actually the same person, and he also had the distinguished status of a young Jinshi. This made him particularly surprised! He felt that he had offered a reward.
The five hundred taels of silver spent were so worth it, and he made a lot of money. He wanted to frame Wu Zhi’s works carefully and hang them in the most conspicuous place in the Zhuangyuan Building. By then, the Zhuangyuan Building would spread with Wu Zhi’s fame.
, is famous far and wide, and has a large number of guests, how can he not make a lot of money?
Taking the 500 taels of silver that Qian Mu respectfully presented with his own hands, Wu Zhi smiled at his flattering eyes, thanked him, and then handed the silver taels to Xiao'e beside him. Xiao'e picked up the silver taels.
The heavy small bag of broken silver was smiling from ear to ear. But Pan Wei and Wang Er stood aside, looking at it with their mouths agape.
"Congratulations, Young Master! Congratulations, Young Master!" The scholars next to him had different thoughts and compliments constantly. The expressions of envy, jealousy and hatred on their faces were beyond words.
Amidst everyone's compliments, Wu Zhi and his party returned to the private room, blocked everyone from the door, and continued the banquet that they had not finished just now. Since it is free, it is free if you don't eat! Four people eat
It was even more joyful. During this period, Qian Mu even came to the private room to propose a toast to Wu Zhi, Pan Wei and others. When he learned that Pan Wei was also a new scholar, he was even more attentive and regretted meeting him so late.
It felt like Wu Zhi and others also greeted him with smiles, and Qian Mu was flattered!
Wu Zhi had passed the provincial examination and obtained the status of Jinshi. He was still planning how to become famous. Who knew that today, due to the fate, there would be such an excellent opportunity to help him in times of need. Of course, he had to fight for it, and it looked like
The effect is pretty good. With Zhuangyuanlou's hard-working publicity, his reputation will definitely spread throughout the capital. If he has the opportunity to add fuel to the fire in the future, he will probably be completely famous, reaching Tianting and reaching the emperor's ears.
It can attract the emperor's attention, which is the result he has always wanted.
Sure enough, after Zhuangyuanlou's painstaking publicity, the reputation of Zhuangyuanlou and Wu Zhi spread in the capital within a few days. All dignitaries, literati and poets flocked to see the "Inscribed Bianliang Zhuangyuanlou".
Then, the Zhuangyuan Building gradually began to be filled with guests, making a lot of money every day.
As the two poems "Inscribed on Bianliang Zhuangyuan Tower" and "Tianjingsha? Autumn Thoughts" were recited by people in the capital, Wu Zhi also became a minor celebrity in the capital. His age, his status as a new scholar
His identity has become a common topic of conversation among people after dinner. Some people have even begun to compare him with famous celebrities such as Su Shi and Zhou Bangyan.
But after becoming famous, troubles also follow. Invitations to various poetry gatherings, tea parties, and oiran competitions come one after another. The organizers of various literati gatherings want to invite Wu Zhi to participate, to add color and fame to the gathering.
Head, this is something Wu Zhi never expected!
Wu Zhi's original intention was to get ahead, attract the emperor's attention, and hope to gain the emperor's favor. He was not famous for the sake of being famous, nor was he trying to steal other people's limelight and ruin other people's jobs!
At that time, there were various gatherings of literati and beauties competing for beauty. For these occasions, they sang choruses and wrote poems and lyrics. The polishing fee was calculated according to the author's fame. The higher the fame, the more expensive the price, and the more outstanding the literary talent. The polishing fee was based on the author's fame.
The fees are also higher. This is a trade, which is a way for some poor scholars to make a living and support their families. The hard-earned money they earn is putting aside the pride and dignity of the literati. They often have to rack their brains and worry until their heads turn gray. It is hard-earned! And it is hard-earned!
, For Wu Zhi, writing poems and lyrics is a headache, and he does not have so much talent to squander.
Therefore, when receiving these invitations, Wu Zhi usually ignored them and put them on the shelf. He never attended any occasion. He did not want to ruin these people's jobs and cut off their ways of making money.
Wu Zhi's "high moral integrity" made Pan Wei blush, and he lamented repeatedly and became indignant. He also wanted to be famous, and he also wanted to attend these gatherings and get to know some talented people and beauties, but unfortunately no one invited him
Ah! Seeing Wu Zhi wasting so many great opportunities, he just stared anxiously and said nothing.
The five hundred taels of silver obtained from Zhuangyuan Tower suddenly enriched Wu Zhi's increasingly depleted wallet, and he had the capital to continue producing spirits.