Do you know the long song of laughter?

Chapter 42 Lantern Festival Poetry Meeting

Li An knew the identity of the old man when he heard the names everyone addressed him.

The only person in Yangzhou who can be called a scholar of politics in Yangzhou is Liu Xuewen, a scholar of the official school.

Yangzhou Xuezheng is an official of the seventh rank, who is in charge of Yangzhou official schools.

So when he heard the old man's inquiry, he quickly raised his hands and said, "Go back to Liu Xuezheng. I'm studying at Qingfeng Academy."

"Qingfeng Academy?"

Liu Xuewen thought for a while, but he didn't hear it before, and asked doubtfully: "Aren't you studying in Yangzhou?"

"It's in Yangzhou. Qingfeng Academy is in Xujiazhuang outside Yangzhou City." Li An replied.

When Liu Xuewen heard this, he suddenly realized that there were indeed many academies outside the city of Yangzhou, where some literati who had no hope of taking the imperial examinations were offering basic education.

It was normal that he had never heard of such an academy.

"Listening to the poem you just wrote, even if you don't get admitted to the official school, it shouldn't be a big problem to get admitted to Mingde Academy." Liu Xuewen said doubtfully.

"Returning to the School of Political Science, I have only been studying for one year. The poem I just made was just random and made the School of Political Science laugh." Li An said modestly.

Liu Xuewen smiled and shook his head and asked, "Are you willing to study with me?"

The people around him were stunned when they heard this, and then looked at Li An with eyes full of envy and jealousy.

Because Liu Xuezheng said that he wanted Li An to go to school with him, not just to let Li An enter the official school, but also to accept him as a student.

Even the boy next to Liu Xuewen glanced at Li An in surprise.

He knew how picky his teacher was, and he was the only student he accepted in recent years.

Among all the students in the official school, apart from him, the only one who caught the eye of the teacher was Sheng Changbai.

It's a pity that Sheng Changbai's family background means he doesn't know how to become a disciple.

Unexpectedly, Li An just composed a poem and it would be favored by the teacher.

He carefully tasted Ang Lee's poem just now and felt that there seemed to be nothing special about it.

Li An was stunned when he heard this. He naturally understood what Liu Xuewen meant, but he was a little hesitant.

There are naturally many benefits to having Liu Xuewen as a teacher. After all, Liu Xuewen can be the academic representative and he himself has passed the Jinshi examination.

Moreover, he heard that Liu Xuewen had been an academic in Yangzhou for many years and was very good at teaching and educating people.

However, Liu Xuewen is so old and is only a seventh-grade scholar, which shows that he has no personal connections. This is also what makes Li An hesitate.

As an adult, he values ​​future benefits more than immediate benefits.

Officialdom is all about personal connections. Li An is a commoner and has no extraordinary family background. Becoming a disciple and marrying a wife are his only ways to gain connections.

He is still young and has no hope of getting a wife, so becoming a disciple is his only way to improve his status.

If Li An had no choice, he would definitely have agreed immediately when he heard that Liu Xuewen wanted to accept him as his disciple.

But Li An has always had the idea to become a disciple of Sheng Hong.

Li An quickly made a decision. He was not sure whether Sheng Hong would accept him. If he rejected Liu Xuewen now, he might not have a chance in the future.

"It's me Meng Lang. I must go back and discuss this matter with my family."

Just when Li An was about to agree, Liu Xuewen saw Li An hesitate, stroked his beard and smiled.

"Uh…"

Li An was stunned, but he didn't have to make a decision now, and he was not in a hurry to become a disciple if he could delay it for the time being. So he followed Liu Xuewen's words and said: "What the academic administration said is that for such a big matter, I have to go back and ask my parents for instructions before I can decide."

"It's okay, I'm waiting for your news." Liu Xuewen said with a smile: "It's all about having fun here. There is a poetry meeting over at Wangjiang Tower. Do you want to go with me to see it?"

"Thank you for your kindness, but I am here with a friend, so I have to ask my friend." Li An said. He didn't really care whether there was a poetry club or not. He just felt that everyone with status in Yangzhou would definitely go to such an occasion, so it was good to join in the fun.

But he was with Sheng Changbai, so he naturally wanted to talk to Sheng Changbai.

"Erlang, I originally thought I would take you to have a look. Since Liu Xuezheng invited us, let's go with Liu Xuezheng." Sheng Changbai said.

Liu Xuezheng was surprised when he heard this: "Are you together?"

"Back to Liu Xuezheng, Li Erlang is my friend, we came here to play together." Sheng Changbai cupped his hands.

"In that case, let's go, it's about to start over there." Liu Xuezheng said with a smile.

Liu Xuezheng walked in front with the support of his disciples, and Li An and his party followed behind.

"Brother Li An, you are so awesome. The poems you wrote were actually praised by Liu Xuezheng. Just now, someone said that writing poems is a waste of time."

Ru Lan pulled Ming Lan close to Li An, and glanced at Mo Lan proudly while speaking.

Mo Lan saw Ru Lan's proud look and turned away, pretending not to notice.

She didn't think Li An's poems were good, but Liu Xuewen praised them. If she didn't speak well, wouldn't it be a slap in Liu Xuewen's face?

"Haha." Li An smiled and said nothing.

He knew that Ru Lan and Mo Lan had never dealt with each other, but he didn't expect that it would start at such a young age. No wonder the resentment between the two would be so deep in the future.

On the way, Sheng Changbai told An Li about the poetry meeting at Linjiang Tower.

Linjiang Tower is the tallest restaurant in Yangzhou, with a total of four floors. Standing on the top floor, you can see the Grand Canal outside the city. It is very spectacular, so it is named Linjiang Tower.

Every year on the Lantern Festival of the Mid-Autumn Festival, a poetry meeting is held again, and the title is also related to the festival.

It was said to be a poetry meeting, but in fact the poems for the competition had been prepared very early, so Sheng Changbai was not very interested in such an occasion.

Every poetry meeting was attended by Yangzhou officials and celebrities, and the purpose of holding the poetry meeting was also to make Yangzhou literati famous.

At the end of the poetry meeting, the top twenty selected poems will be compiled into a collection of poems, printed and sold to other cities.

After hearing this, Li An smiled and said, "Since Brother Sheng is here, why not go up and give it a try later?"

Sheng Changbai shook his head with a smile and said, "Forget it, everyone who participated in the poetry meeting may have been preparing for a year. I am not prepared at all, so I won't show off my shame."

"With the second brother's knowledge, even without preparation, he can defeat everyone. Brother Li An's poems are so good. You can all go up and try it later. Minglan and I will cheer you on." Ru Lan smiled.

Hearing this, Sheng Changbai looked at Li An and said with a smile: "Why don't you go up and give it a try? The poem you just heard was just average to me. The more I read it, the more profound its artistic conception became. If you participate in a poetry meeting and become famous, it will also have a lot for you. the benefits of."

Li An smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said, "Forget it. The poem just now was made with all my brains, so I won't embarrass myself."

As a time traveler, there must be poems in his mind, and he can copy poems written after the Northern Song Dynasty.

But there is too little to go with his age and experience. After all, he has been in elementary school for more than half a year. If he puts out some good poems, he will not only fail to become famous, but will also be suspected.

If we talk about poems written on the Lantern Festival, the most famous one is definitely Xin Qiji's "The Sapphire Case: Yuan Xi".

If this poem comes out, it will definitely be Wang Zhao. Let alone the first place in the poetry club, he can be famous all over the world.

But it doesn’t fit his age and experience at all. It’s too fake.

Li An had already made up his mind that this time he would just join in the fun and not stand out.

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