my steam dam

Chapter 43 Please write a poem for the steam engine!

Looking at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of him, Peng Ke twitched the corners of his mouth.

This is to make friends with literature, isn't it to compare propositions and write poems?

It's really unfortunate that it's too late for me to time travel, it's already the Ming Dynasty.

Magic Steam Daming is also Daming!
Those three hundred Tang poems and Song poems that I memorized when I was a child have already been written by predecessors
There is no chance to copy such things as "Moonlight in front of the bed", "Looking northwest, shooting Sirius."

As for those famous poems from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, Peng Ke really doesn't remember much.

After all, he did not specialize in literature in his previous life, and the Tang poetry and Song poetry taught in the nine-year compulsory education are already most of his "poetic talents".

If I have to say it, the poems in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the one that impressed him the most may be Nalan Xingde's line "If life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind and the sad painting fan?"

This is all thanks to the fact that this poem was so popular on the Internet in the previous life that Pen Ke could only remember it.

Moreover, he only remembered the first two lines of this poem, not the last two lines...

As for other poems from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, he really couldn't remember a few of them.

Speaking of which, the imperial examinations in this world do not take stereotyped essays, but the comprehensive level, including arithmetic, riding, archery, royal, and calligraphy.

If you enter the Mohist academy, you can also specialize in mechanics and physics, and you can directly work as a technical officer after completing your studies.

However, because of the atmosphere, I still have a high regard for talents who can write lyrics and poems. After all, the literati in the Tang and Song Dynasties were all famous for their poems.

So it's not that Peng Ke never thought about it. As a time traveler, he can be a civil servant, gain both fame and fortune, how cool it is!

Becoming the number one talented scholar of Emperor Hongwu, a poetic poet or something, is relaxed and comfortable!

However, when he was 12 years old, he carefully looked through the articles and poems in his memory that had not been published in this life.

Peng Ke was heartbroken to find that there were only five or six complete ancient poems written after the Hongwu Year that he could recall.

There are only a bunch of articles from the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, such as "On Young China" and so on.
Well, the copying of the highway route can be declared a failure before it even starts.

Looking at the pile of pens, inks, papers and inkstones in front of him, Peng Ke gave a wry smile.

It seems that in today's Oiran Club, I'm afraid I won't be able to be the guest of the Acacia Sect saint.

But it's not a big problem.

He didn't intend to meet this Yan Qingbo through this formal way.

Coming to the oiran banquet is just to join in the fun, winning is not the goal.

According to the original plan.

Peng Ke planned to wait for the oiran banquet to decide a person with the highest literary talents, and secretly followed the winner with Ah Hu and Mo Xu.

Let's see what Yan Qingbo is going to do with this oiran banquet, why choose someone with the highest literary talents to meet!
He also captured Yan Qingbo by the way, and used her as a breakthrough point to get rid of this difficult Acacia sect!
As for why they didn't dispatch Jin Yiwei to attack directly.

The main reason is that the Mengxian Pavilion is very large and there are many guests coming and going. It is a troublesome thing to play a surprise attack, and it is not easy to guarantee whether Yan Qingbo will slip away in the chaos.

After all, Mengxian Pavilion is big and it is near the lake.

No matter from the tunnel or Taihu Lake, there are ways to directly escape the golden cicada's shell.

It was very difficult for Jin Yiwei to quickly surround the courtyard where Yan Qingbo lived without scaring the snake.

Coincidentally, Yan Qingbo held such an oiran banquet again, which was a good opportunity, so Peng Ke naturally made an arrest plan along the way.

It's really not because he wants to visit brothels!

Ahu, who had no talent for poetry, scratched his head, interrupted Peng Ke's meditation, and asked in a low voice, "My lord, is this the beginning of literary talent?"

"It should be." Peng Ke nodded slightly, looking at the little maid in the middle of the garden.

Facing so many noble young masters and elegant scholars, the little servant girl gave a blessing salute without stage fright, and said with a smile:
"You young talents who came from nearby counties, I am very glad that you can come to this oiran banquet."

"On behalf of my lady, thank you all for your support."

"However, after all, my young lady is not some kind of courtesan who entertains people with sex. She is just in trouble for a while, borrowing Mengxian Pavilion, relying on a little piano, chess, calligraphy and painting to make a living."

"That's why it is inconvenient for Miss to show her face like this, so I will host this oiran banquet."

Hearing what she said, Peng Ke looked at Ahu suspiciously.

Knowing that his family doesn't understand much about this, Ah Hu immediately explained in a low voice: "My lord, in addition to the courtiers who have signed a contract with their own family and are serious about receiving customers, these brothels sometimes take in some talented women who are in trouble for a while. "

"You know that when these young masters go to brothels, sometimes they just want to find a girl's school book, listen to a ditty or something, and they don't pursue the matter of men and women, and they call it an elegant thing."

"That's why there will be many innocent girls who commit themselves to the brothel to do the show business. They are not listed in the brothel, so they are not regarded as courtesans."

"Of course, it's a show but not a body, but as long as the money is enough, it's not impossible to really want a body."

"It's just that after being broken, I'm afraid I will become a listed red lady. There are really very few who can be accepted as concubines by benefactors."

"This kind of girls' school book that sells art but not body usually needs to show some face. Generally, it is rare to solicit customers in public, but to invite guests into the room for a talk."

"Some women's school books that are more face-saving even have a layer of veil when they meet with guests, so as not to show their true colors."

"As a result, those sons and scholars are easy to say, and think that this is the real elegant thing, and it is to cultivate their sentiments."

"Now if you want to spend money to find a famous girls' school teacher to play a song by yourself, it is even more expensive than sleeping with three or five red ladies for one night!"

Good guy.

Hearing Ah Hu's words, Peng Ke was taken aback for a while.

This is the point where prostitutes have reached the point where physical enjoyment is no longer enough, and they want to pursue spiritual enjoyment!
He had heard of people who sell art but not their body, but he didn't expect there to be so much knowledge here!

Elegant, literary and artistic, able to play.

But Peng Ke thought about it again, if he had the opportunity to pay a famous female singer to sing a song for himself alone, it seemed to be a very cool thing!

On the other side, when Penke and Ahu were whispering.

The little girl standing in the middle of the garden didn't stop talking, and she was eloquently introducing the key points of today's oiran banquet.

"Since we make friends through literature today, young talents naturally need to compete for one with the best literary talents."

"And this person with the best literary talent is naturally qualified to be my lady's guest of honor."

"Miss will play a song "Like a Dream" alone for him to commend his talent."

All the guests at the scene, no matter whether they had confidence in their literary talents or not, all looked at the little maid with interest.

In their opinion, this oiran banquet, besides being able to enjoy "Like a Dream Order" by the well-known oiran Gu Nianqing in the south of the Yangtze River, is also a good opportunity to become famous!

There are so many local talents in Jiangnan gathered here, if anyone can win the title of No. [-] literary talent, in less than ten days, the whole Jiangnan will be praised for his talent!
Fame, no matter what era it is in, is something that everyone is chasing after!
"Little girl, come up with a question~" a dandy shouted impatiently.

The servant girl smiled slightly, and said kindly: "Today's oiran banquet topic is very simple."

"Every talented person knows that since my Ming Dynasty got the steam engine, it can be said that there has been a great change that has never been seen in a thousand years."

"Every month and every year, there are all kinds of novel things made by steam engines, which improve the lives of the people and make the country rich and strong."

"So, miss, I hope all the talented people here can write a poem related to steam engines."

"It can be inspired by the changes caused by the steam engine."

"It can also be based solely on steam engines."

"The form is not limited, narrative poems, lyric poems, poems chanting things, poems about aspirations, sentimental poems, etc. are all acceptable!"

"Limited quarter of an hour!"

"The talented person who writes the best will become the number one poetic talent at this oiran banquet!"

(End of this chapter)