Two days later, the long-awaited "Qionglin Banquet" was held as scheduled in Qionglin Garden.
In order to ensure that the new scholars can eat well and drink well, the official Zhao Xu took great pains to arrange a special agency responsible for the emperor's sacrifices, court meetings, tours, and banquets - Yiluan Division, to be responsible for the preparations for the "Qionglin Banquet"
Work.
According to regulations, officials of the Yiluan Division must place the relevant utensils needed for the banquet in Qionglin Garden in an orderly manner, and arrange the seats according to the age, status and other factors of the banquet attendees.
Since the emperor will not host the banquet in person, some officials (such as examiners) need to be arranged to accompany the banquet. How to seat these people is also an issue that Yiluan Division needs to consider as a whole.
Qionglin Garden, the royal garden, is located on the south side of Shuntianmen Street outside the west outer city gate wall of Bianliang City. It echoes the Jinming Pond on the north side. It covers a vast area and is densely covered with pavilions and pavilions. Strange flowers and plants are planted everywhere, and ancient trees and pines stand in forest.
The flowers and trees are prosperous and lush, making it a good place to relax and escape the summer heat.
Every time after the imperial examination, the emperor would give a special banquet in Qionglin Garden to show the great favor of the emperor, so it was called "Qionglin Banquet". It was a feast worthy of boasting for all the new scholars.
During the banquet, during the banquet, you can ingratiate yourself with your superiors and the royal family, make friends with the new rich, and become famous by reciting poems and poems. Of course, everyone pays more attention to it.
Wu Zhi, however, disagreed. He wanted to curry favor with his boss and make friends with upstarts. There would be many opportunities in the future, so there was no need to rush for the moment.
When Wu Zhi and Pan Wei came to Qionglin Garden together, they saw a huge flow of people in Qionglin Garden. Scholars, civil and military officials, princes and grandsons, etc. had all come to the scene, sitting in their seats, or looking at themselves and feeling sorry for themselves.
Or have a lofty discussion with others, and the scene is very joyful.
Wu Zhi and Pan Wei each found their own seats. The No. 1 scholar, the No. 2 scholar, and the top scholar sat at the same table at the front, followed by twenty people who were second-class Jinshi and No. 2 students. Pan Wei's position was to the right of Huan Guo.
, The third and fourth rows are occupied by 180 people who were born in Jinshi, and those seated behind and on both sides are 366 people who were also born in Jinshi.
Directly opposite, Zhang Chun, An Tao, Li Qingchen, Zeng Bu, Cai Jing and other twelve palace examination examiners were sitting at the front table with great dignity. On the left and right sides were the princes, grandsons and other court ministers, and behind them were others.
There were rows of seats, and all the officials, big and small, had already taken their places. Several princes of the late Emperor Shenzong, such as Zhao Ji, Zhao Ji, Zhao Yu, Zhao Si, and Zhao Si, were all present. They were wearing brocade robes, jade pendants hanging from their waists, and purple gold yuan on their heads.
You Guan is very conspicuous.
As soon as Wu Zhi sat down, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere at the scene was a bit strange. The crowd's chatter dropped, and everyone looked at him and murmured in low voices. Opposite, Zhang Chun, An Tao and other ministers saw him sit down.
He also stopped talking for an instant and stared at him with a complicated expression.
When Wu Zhi saw that the ministers on the opposite side were paying attention to him, he stood up quickly, walked quickly to them, bowed and saluted and said hello one by one. Seeing that he was neither humble nor overbearing, the ministers could not help but soften their expressions.
Sitting still, he just raised his hands in gestures with a strange expression. He had no time to think, and after bowing to the princes, grandsons and officials on the left and right, he returned to his seat.
"I have flowers on my face?" Returning to his seat, Wu Zhi walked up to Pan Wei in confusion and asked softly.
"Okay, there are no long flowers." Pan Wei looked at him with complicated eyes and responded.
Seeing that he could not get the answer from Pan Wei, Wu Zhi had no choice but to give up. Although he had doubts in his heart, he simply ignored it.
As the bells rang, the officials of the Yiluan Division began to serve wine and food one after another. After a while, the banquet was filled with all kinds of delicacies and wines.
After Zhang Chun's simple speech, the Qionglin Banquet officially kicked off.
Looking at the table full of wine and food, Wu Zhi didn't care about being polite anymore, picked up his chopsticks and started eating. Others were just tasting lightly and being polite, but he didn't care about eating. He wanted to eat more before he drank the wine.
Fill your stomach, otherwise you will get drunk easily if you drink when you are hungry. This is a valuable experience from his previous life.
Others were shocked when they saw him eating like no one was around, as if he was a hungry ghost reincarnated. They looked at him with even weirder eyes and murmured in low voices. Wu Zhi turned a blind eye and still went his own way, and ate a few minutes later.
Eighty cents full. I feel comfortable. The food at Qionglin Banquet is quite good.
After five drinks, the atmosphere at the scene gradually reached a climax. The most lively place was of course the seats where Zhang Chun, An Tao and others were sitting. As the number one scholar, Wu Zhi was naturally the one to take care of. He was poured a few glasses of wine by everyone. After all, he was
Yushu, although the alcohol content is a little low, the taste is pretty good, sweet and mellow.
After five cups of wine, the banquet began with flower-giving, that is, the emperor gave everyone four palace flowers, which were tied on the heads of the fus, and all the officials received flowers.
"Again!" Wu Zhi muttered in a low voice. Seeing the funny appearance of everyone wearing hairpins on their heads, he suddenly lost his appetite. Fortunately, he had almost eaten just now. After thinking about it, he finished all four palace flowers.
He inserted it into his chest so that he could feel better. Seeing him like this, the atmosphere around him suddenly became weird again, and everyone looked at him as if he were a monster.
The banquet continued. When Wu Zhi was slowly tasting the wine in his hand, a young prince of about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a purple brocade robe, a jade pendant on his waist, and a purple gold traveling crown, suddenly walked out of the crowd in front of him, holding a
The silver wine glass slowly walked up to him. Wu Zhi saw it and quickly stood up to greet him.
"The number one scholar is traveling upstairs, the Bianshui River is full of literature and art, and it flows across the nine states! The number one scholar is so good at poetry and prose! He is so elegant! I would like to propose a toast to you!" The young prince raised his wine glass and said with a smile.
"Don't you dare Wu Zhi! Hello, Your Majesty! I'd like to pay homage to Your Majesty!" Wu Zhi hurriedly held up the wine glass with both hands, bowed and saluted, then raised the glass to salute him, and then drank it all in one gulp. Seeing how refreshing he was, the young Prince also took the wine in his hand.
Finished.
"Dare I ask who the prince is?" Wu Zhi still didn't know who the young prince was, so he had the courage to ask with a smile.
"Prince Gu Nai Duan!" the young prince responded with a smile. Although he pretended to be mature, there was still a childishness in his voice.
"Ah?" "King Duan is auspicious!" Wu Zhifu was stunned when he heard the word "King Duan". As soon as he said "Ah", he thought something was wrong, so he quickly changed his words and said hello. Good guy, King Duan, Zhao Ji, in the future
Emperor Huizong! Finally, enemies are on a narrow road!
Duan Wang Zhaoji looked at Wu Zhi's a little extreme expression and wondered: What happened to Wu Zhi? Why was he so excited?
After Wu Zhi calmed down, he slowly regained his composure. After he came to his senses, he quickly explained: "Your Majesty is so prestigious, I'm so scared! I've lost my composure! Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
When King Duan Zhaoji heard Wu Zhi's explanation, his doubts disappeared and he happily started talking about poetry with him.
While Wu Zhi was chatting enthusiastically with Zhao Ji, he secretly looked at him: he was blessed by noble royal blood, he was tall, handsome, full of scholarly spirit, and very artistic. After all, he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was not fully grown yet.
Kai, a standard butter boy, with bright eyes and a hint of evil charm, and a bit light-hearted in his speech and behavior. No wonder Zhang Chun said: "It is frivolous to behave like a king!"
"Withered vines, old trees and dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's houses, the west wind and thin horses on the ancient roads. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world. Master Wu's poem "The Sky is Pure and the Sand is Pure? Thoughts on Autumn" is wonderfully written! The artistic conception is vicissitudes, lofty, and lonely.
I have learned a lesson!" As they were talking, Duan Wang Zhao Ji suddenly recited the poem "Tian Jing Sha? Autumn Thoughts", feeling extremely emotional.
"The prince is laughing!" Wu Zhi could only respond modestly. He found that although Wang Zhaoji was not a good character and had great ambitions, his knowledge was indeed good and he could surpass him by a few steps. He was a very literary young man.
!Being an emperor in the future will really be a waste of talent!
At this time, some people in the surrounding crowd were already reciting poems and hymns. At the Qionglin Banquet, if someone could compose a good poem and have it recited by everyone, it would be a glorious and famous thing, so everyone worked hard.
They are all rummaging around to come up with ideas.
Although the imperial court no longer relied on poems to select scholars, poems and poems were still very popular in the Song Dynasty and were highly sought after. For example, Yan Shu, the prime minister of the Renzong Dynasty, became famous all over the world for his Xiaoling Ci, "There is no choice but the flowers have fallen, and it seems that we have seen each other before Yan returns."
It is from his handwriting. Su Shi of this dynasty also became famous all over the world through his poems, such as "I hope people will live forever, and we can share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away" in "Shui Tiao Ge Tou? When will the bright moon come" and "Niannujiao? Chibi Nostalgia".
"The great river goes eastward, the waves are swept away, and the romantic figures of the ages" are well known to everyone and have been passed down for a long time.
Hearing King Duan reciting "Tian Jing Sha? Qiu Si", many people gathered around the two people and talked a lot. Some people were praising, and some were making noises: "Wu Da's talent is eight buckets high, let's take advantage of this wonderful banquet."
Show me your hand!" That yin and yang tone was full of jealousy.
After listening to this, Wu Zhi suddenly realized why the atmosphere just now was so weird! It turned out that after the Zhuangyuanlou had been vigorously promoting it in the past few days, his name as the number one scholar had spread inside and outside the capital. He was a household name and was so sharp that he was stared at by everyone.
Up there, the trees that are beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind!
"Okay! Being respectful is worse than obeying orders. Let Zhi Quan help this banquet!" Wu Zhi thought for a moment and decided to show his face again to add fuel to the fire. Since Duan Wang Zhao Ji loves literature, he will try his best to " He needs to get on Zhao Ji's boat to better implement his plan. Now that God has given him this opportunity, how can he miss it in vain?
Hearing that the No. 1 Scholar was going to show off his talents, the officials of the Yiluan Division quickly brought pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and brought over a clean desk and placed it in front of everyone.
Wu Zhi walked to the desk and knocked on the table with one hand, pretending to be deep in thought. After waiting for a while, he picked up his pen and wrote word by word in cursive: ""Linjiang Fairy? Rolling Water of the Yangtze River East": Rolling
The Yangtze River passes by, and the waves wash away all the heroes. Right and wrong, success or failure turn into nothing. The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red a few times. The white-haired fisherman on the river is used to watching the autumn moon and the spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine happily meets. Many things in ancient and modern times are all the same.
"It's a joke." This is a word from later generations Yang Shen, and he borrowed it again. He was too thick-skinned and couldn't help it. After writing, he put down his pen, returned to his seat, sat down, picked up the wine bottle, and poured a glass.
Drinking wine slowly makes you feel relaxed and relaxed.
"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away all the heroes." "Many things in ancient and modern times are all laughed at." At first, everyone watched him write and read softly, but they didn't pay much attention to it, but gradually they read to the end.
, savored it carefully, and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
The heroic atmosphere and majestic momentum of this poem completely shocked everyone present, and the cursive handwriting written by Wu Zhi also shocked them. The lyrics were well written, and the handwriting was also good!
"Good words! Good words!" "It's so well written!" "Great!" "You are worthy of being the top scholar!" Everyone read over and over again, and couldn't help but admire, and looked at Wu Zhi more often.
A sense of awe and sigh.
The hustle and bustle here attracted the attention of the princes and ministers, and they all came over to watch. When they saw the words and characters written by Wu Zhi, they were completely convinced and joined the admiring team. Zhang Chun, Cai Jing and others
The expressions of the ministers looking at Wu Zhi were more complicated. Some were admirers, some were appreciators, some were solemn, and some were wary. They had different thoughts. Wu Zhi met their gazes, smiled slightly, and treated them indifferently.
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"Brother Wu Zhi is such a great talent!" Duan Wang Zhao Ji squeezed out of the crowd and walked to Wu Zhi, saying sincerely. His eyes were full of appreciation and respect, and his smile was beyond words.
"Your Majesty, you are so complimentary!" Wu Zhi stood up quickly, smiled and bowed to him. Everyone called him brother, and he wanted to build a good relationship with Zhao Ji, but he must not lose etiquette.
At this time, the king of Puning County, Zhao Si, who looked exactly like Zhao Xu, also came over with a smile to congratulate him, and Wu Zhi quickly bowed and said hello in return. Zhao Si looked one year older than King Duan, and was handsome and handsome.
He is more dignified and steady, with a sense of easy-going, but his face is a bit pale and weak. Zhao Si and Zhao Ji are the strongest rivals for the throne of emperor.
In the crowd, Wu Zhi also saw Shen Wang Zhao Bai, who was about fifteen or sixteen years old. He had eye problems and his eyes were a bit squinted. He also saw Zhao Yu, the king of Xianning County, who was fourteen years old and relatively strong. And Qi Guogong
Zhao Si is relatively young, still a twelve-year-old child. These young princes have not grown up yet.
The Qionglin Banquet finally ended in the hustle and bustle. After saying goodbye to each other, Wu Zhi and Pan Wei got on the carriage driven by Wang Er and rushed home. Along the way, Pan Wei was still immersed in the grand occasion of the Qionglin Banquet and recalling Wu Zhi's words.
In the middle, the excitement is hard to suppress.
Wu Zhi's poem "Linjiang Immortal? Rolling Waters of the Yangtze River East" was once again in the limelight at the Qionglin Banquet. The poem shocked everyone. Everyone rushed to recite and copy it. For a time, the whole Bianliang City and Luoyang were expensive. Wu Zhi's name was revealed.
Su Shi, who was forced to be demoted to Danzhou, had even overshadowed Su's reputation. After all, Wu Zhi was the number one scholar in the dynasty, with outstanding literary talent, and he was still under nineteen years old, making him even more promising at a young age.