Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty Small Scene Poetry Competition
Piao Tian Literature . Li You and Xiao Xuedao failed to reach an agreement after all. When he just left the inn garden where Mr. Xiao was staying, it was already dusk, but he saw a noisy group of people appearing under the drum tower of the inn gate.
It was unclear to outsiders, but Li You could tell from their appearance that these were palace figures. Could it be that Eunuch Wu had also arrived in Gaoyou Prefecture?
Bao Zhizhou, who was tired of dealing with it, appeared again, and Li You quickly got out of the way. Bao Zhizhou recognized him, and he didn't want to reveal his identity.
After dinner in the evening, Mr. Li was suffocating with nothing to do in the small courtyard, so he went out for a walk. Master Hu, General Wu and Yi Geer quickly followed him.
The area around Yuchengyi is indeed one of the most prosperous areas in Gaoyou Prefecture, and there is actually a night market at night.
After walking a few steps, Li You suddenly saw two red lights hanging from the sky in the distance, which were very eye-catching in the night. Looking closer, he saw two long strings of red lanterns hanging on the eaves of a tall building.
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"Where is that place?" Mr. Hu asked the tea seller by the roadside.
"That's Xie San's family. Her daughter is leaving the court tonight."
The innocent little virgin sworn brother may not understand, but Li You immediately knew that there was a newcomer in the local sex industry.
However, this battle was really quite big. He must have sold it for a good price in the first night. It seemed that there was a famous character, so he asked: "It's such a lively event, how much does it cost?"
The tea seller was a bit chatty, so he took this opportunity to continuously introduce the causes and consequences: "Are these gentlemen all from outside the country? Then Xie Sanniang is the most beautiful woman in Gaoyou, and that building belongs to her. But it stopped two years ago.
After finishing her career, she focused on training her daughters. She is the first one to leave the court tonight. It is said that her appearance is even better than that of Xie Sanniang back then.
I just want to make my daughter famous. So I don’t care about the one hundred and eighty taels a night for combing. In the evening, I open the door to collect poems, and the limit is half an hour. The best one can enter the house without paying any money, and create a good story!"
Li You praised in his heart, "Everyone only gets married once in his life. How can he not pay a sky-high price for it? This Xie Sanniang is so elegant, she really has the spirit of free and open sharing."
Mr. Hu and Wu Ba always heard the words beauty and poetry, and they looked at Li You in unison. Poetry and beauty, who doesn't know that Mr. Li is an expert in these two aspects...
"The proprietor's famous and heroic appearance has never been seen with my own eyes. The proprietor asked me to wait and see it tonight?" Hu Zhenru was half flattering and half to his liking.
Li You slapped the fan in his palm. "Okay! Let's go and take a look." He has nothing to do tonight, so he might as well find some fun to kill time. This is simply a trivial thing that comes easily, although he really doesn't lack such small places and scenes.
It's a bit of a vanity, but playing games with Goldfinger has a unique flavor.
The front yard of the Xie Tower was extremely bright by the candlelight at this time. There were already nearly a hundred people in the yard, most of them young scribes waving fans and Confucian scarves.
For Xie Sanniang, this is the hype about her daughter. But for those literati, it is not an opportunity to become famous. It just depends on who can come out on top and become famous.
Although the servant at the door is old, he has a sharp eye. From the appearance, Mr. Li is definitely qualified to enter the hospital to present poems. Of course, he will not stop him from leading his men in.
"How come there are so many people?" Mr. Wu said in surprise: "Could it be that all the scholars from Gaoyou are here? Why is it that a famous prostitute's family is here?"
Thinking about his achievements, Li You said with a bit of pride: "You are a rough guy, you don't know the hardships of scholars, do you think they are all good-looking? It's okay for those who won the imperial examination, but the majority of those who don't win are the ones who have no family.
The only way to make money in the industry is to write plaques, inscriptions, words and paintings for others. So you must try your best to become famous. When you become a celebrity, you can get a few more taels of silver when you write. I don’t know what the business is like writing plaques for people in Gaoyou Prefecture.”
Mr. Hu smiled bitterly and joked: "What the proprietor said is good, but let's say the same thing. Scholars can also become masters as a way out."
While he was talking, a group of people passed by, and Li You glanced casually. As the saying goes, enemies never get together, so who is the man in the middle if he's not the young scholar who was humiliated in the restaurant yesterday?
Li You didn't care much. There were so many people who had been humiliated by him. He didn't have the time to care about them one by one. But the scholar took the initiative to say to Li You: "The mountains and rivers will not change, and I don't want to see you again tonight. I'm in Xiadu
The name of the district is Shuimu. May I ask your surname? Where are you from?"
Li You coldly made up a pseudonym to deal with it, "Zhu Fu, from Suzhou."
Mr. Du from Du District cheered. "Gusu is a land of culture, and Zhu Xiandi must be a master of ci. Tonight, I dare to ask Zhu Xiandi for advice!"
Master Hu couldn't help laughing and said: "You are so arrogant as a little official. How dare you compete with my boss!"
Du Qu ignored Mr. Hu's interruption and asked again, "Don't you dare?"
Master Hu stopped talking. This man actually took the initiative to compare poems with Li You, who was famous in Jianghuai. It is true that ignorant people are fearless. I wonder if he would dare to compete if he knew that the person in front of him was Li Tanhua?
This kind of fun can only be had when going out incognito. Li You agreed: "It's up to you, what should you pay attention to?"
Du Qu pointed to the high-rise building and said, "There is beauty inside. Each one of them will win the first prize with his poems, so why talk about profit."
I'm very curious about this? It's better than nothing. It means you know the truth and didn't make a more embarrassing bet, Li You thought.
We had just made an agreement here, and the window upstairs opened over there, and a figure disappeared in a flash, but a bunch of things were thrown out.
Immediately someone nearby shouted: "The question is out!"
He quickly picked up the paper and unfolded it, and soon the topic spread throughout the hospital. It was very common, so I drafted a poem with Xichun as the title, probably because I was afraid that it would be too biased and affect the atmosphere.
After Li You thought for a while, two short words came to his mind. This was already his instinct.
The word card is "Meeting Happily", and the full poem is: Every year, the flowering period is lost! When spring comes, it is only possible to arrange the melancholy to send the spring back. Plum blossoms, snow, pear blossoms, and the moon are always lovesick, and spring has come without knowing it.
Although this poem is not famous, it is more novel and exquisite. The sentence "I will not know when spring comes" can also be called a small sentence, and it is enough to overwhelm everyone if I use it on this occasion.
Li You whispered a few words to Master Hu, and Master Hu stepped forward and came to the table under the candle to write the poem silently.
Then Xie Sanniang hired a few copywriters to copy the written words twice, send one copy to the building, and post the other copy on the screen wall.
Li You quietly looked at Du Qu's poem, which was a slightly ordinary song called "Poppy Poppy", and felt relieved. He deliberately sneered at Mr. Du a few times, his mockery evident in his words.
Everyone in the courtyard was talking a lot and it was very noisy. After waiting for a while, a middle-aged servant came out of the building and announced in front of everyone's attention: "My Lady Xie said that tonight we will play "Poppy Beauty" by Mr. Du Shuimu.
The best!"
Suddenly the whole courtyard was filled with sighs, and the anxious people had already pulled out their tuits and walked out.
Li You, who was unprepared and was considering whether to stay overnight after winning the championship tonight, couldn't help but be dumbfounded when he heard the result.
He, the little master of poetry, actually lost? He actually lost in poetry? Even though he was not the best in writing, how could Du Chu's "Poppy Poppies" compare to his own? Anyone with a discerning eye could see it.!.
