Xiaoyao Xiaojunhou

Chapter 550
It seems that this is their last exchange before announcing the position of Shikui...

In an instant, the entire fourth floor became tense.

The literati who knelt down below all opened their eyes wide and held their breath.

Especially Mr. Zhou, he is very confident in himself. Judging from the poems that have been recited in public, he has the highest attainment. He is determined to win the title of the top poet in the Yuan Dynasty.

The woman behind the gauze curtain once praised him, saying that he was brilliant in writing and had the style of everyone!
Mr. Zhou still remembers that this woman's voice was soft and dignified, very nice to listen to, and gave people a feeling of being at a high level of rest.

Being praised by such a woman, who is also one of the organizers of the poetry meeting, Young Master Zhou has already felt very happy.

This Shangyuan Poetry Club is extraordinary, as can be seen from the generous rewards.

In fact, tonight, many places in the city are preparing to hold poetry gatherings, including some dukes' mansions.

However, this four-story building seemed to appear out of thin air. The owner of the building, a man and a woman behind heavy gauze curtains, also said that they would organize a Yuan Dynasty poetry meeting... As a result, those gentlemen In the Hou Mansion, all the upcoming poetry gatherings have been cancelled, and the literati participating in the poetry gathering have been invited here...

It can be seen from this that the owner of this building boat is extraordinary!
I don't know where the top dignitaries came from.

This kind of poetry gathering is rare on weekdays.

All the literati are flocking to it. No one with any reputation can board this building ship. Even if they do board, they may not be able to get to the fourth floor.

Not to mention the generous rewards, just winning the top poem in this kind of poetry competition is a huge honor!

When the time comes, he will receive the reward of "ten beauties, a thousand taels of gold, a thousand acres of fertile land, and a three-level mansion in the capital", and it will be "both fame and fortune".

There is no scholar who does not want to gain both fame and fortune.

Even if there is no profit, being famous is fine.

For example, Tao Yuanming lived in seclusion at the foot of Nanshan Mountain. Later generations will know Tao Yuanming.I don't know if he has any "profit", but at least he is very "famous".

If he is truly indifferent to fame and wealth, I am afraid that no one in future generations will even know that this person exists!

……

If Zhu Xiuyuan knew the origin of this "Lou Chuan Poetry Meeting", he might change his mind.

He previously thought that this was organized by Kou Wanwan, but it was obviously not the case. Kou Wanwan did not have such great energy and directly stopped the poetry fairs in many princes' mansions.

The fourth floor of the building.

Still very quiet.

Behind the curtains, the top dignitaries, a man and a woman, were still whispering to each other, flipping the poem manuscripts in their hands, and had not yet decided on the final candidate for the poetry leader.

Outside the gauze tent, the literati were kneeling on the ground, all silent, staring inside with wide eyes.

In fact, most of them have already guessed that the final position of Shigui should be none other than Mr. Zhou.

But what if?What if the two powerful men have different preferences?
That's their chance.

So everyone stretched their necks and looked inside.

Although Liu Wencai's kneeling position was relatively far back, he followed the crowd and did not feel uncomfortable with his stretched-out neck motionless.

As time passed, the two dignitaries in the gauze were still discussing.

Liu Wencai kept stretching his neck for a long time, and finally felt uncomfortable.

So he rolled his neck and relaxed his shoulder blades...

Suddenly, Liu Wencai turned his head and discovered that outside the gate on the fourth floor, a group of scholars who had no chance to enter were holding a poem manuscript and pointing excitedly.Although they suppressed the sound of the discussion, Liu Wencai still heard it because of his position at the back.

They really wanted to say something: "...more powerful than Mr. Zhou...", but their words were vague and could not be heard clearly.

Liu Wencai was stunned and couldn't help but get up and walk out of the door. He took the poem manuscript from everyone's hands and looked down from top to bottom. Liu Wencai was completely stunned.

He opened his mouth wide and almost screamed.

It turns out that although Liu Wencai prides herself on being a scholar, she is not very good at writing poems and lyrics.

But he has a good appreciation ability and loves poetry and lyrics very much.

Whenever he encounters a beautiful poem, he will carry it with him, take it out and read it from time to time, and laugh all day long...

"Uncle Jiang Cheng Zhu Xiuyuan!?"

Finally, Liu Wencai couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the signature.

After the exclamation, it became clear.

He highly respected Zhu Xiuyuan's poetic talent. Today, because Zhu Xiuyuan had to accompany the Liang State envoy, he did not drag Zhu Xiuyuan to attend the Shangyuan Poetry Meeting...

However, Liu Wencai did not expect that when he saw the signature "Jiang Cheng Bo Zhu Xiuyuan", he was so surprised that he exclaimed. This was a subconscious behavior.

But in this quiet fourth floor, his exclamation seemed very abrupt.

As soon as he exclaimed, hundreds of literati inside the door turned their heads and looked at him with displeasure on their faces.

"Who is making a noise outside?"

Immediately afterwards, a man with a slightly drake voice, dressed in rich robes and robes, stood in front of the heavy gauze curtain and shouted, his expression very cold.

This man was the "mouthpiece" of the two powerful men, and everything was said through his mouth.

There are only a few exceptions. For example, the words of the woman behind the gauze curtain that praised Mr. Zhou were said by her herself.

That's why Mr. Zhou said in his heart, "See, I'm the only one who's ever spoken to me personally!"

However, neither the man with the male duck voice nor the literati who turned their heads and glared at Liu Wencai saw the man and woman behind the curtain who heard Liu Wencai exclaim: "Jiangcheng Bo Zhu Xiuyuan!" Finally, both people's movements stopped.

They paused while flipping through the poems, whispering to each other and looking at each other's heads. They also turned around and looked at Liu Wencai outside the heavy gauze curtain.

"I'm sorry, everyone, I'm sorry..." Liu Wencai held the poem manuscript in his hand and handed it over again and again, "I suddenly saw a Shangyuan poem that is unparalleled in ancient and modern times. I was so excited that I exclaimed and disturbed everyone. I'm sorry. …”

Liu Wencai handed over her hand, and there was no problem with etiquette.

However, what he said was very harsh to the ears of literati.

What is "the most outstanding Shangyuan poem in ancient and modern times"?
Or did you see it outside the door?

What do you think of these hundreds of literati?

Therefore, these hundreds of literati suddenly became even angrier and gouged Liu Wencai fiercely with their eyes.

There was even a grumpy one who scolded in front of everyone: "Who are you? Well...it turns out to be Prince Zhenze. Why are you talking nonsense here? Is the word 'unparalleled in ancient and modern times' used casually?"

Liu Wencai is not good at writing, but he insists on hanging out in the circle of literati, so most people have a bad attitude towards him...

【Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket】

(End of this chapter)