Plane of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 62 Who is a fool in this world
Isn't it just the Qixi Festival Poetry Fair? Qin Guan holds countless poems from another plane, and a few Qixi Festival poems are still at hand.

Who is Qin Guan?
He is Qin Guan Qin Shaoyou, the great poet of his family, the most famous is a Qixi Ci, which is known as the most beautiful Qixi Ci in history.

At this moment, Qin Guan's eldest brother, Qin Wei, came in from outside the house, saw the invitation card on Qin Guan's table, and said with a smile: "Second brother also received the invitation card from the prefect's Qixi Festival, and it just so happens that we brothers will go together at that time." join."

"Second brother, your talent in poetry and prose has now been spread in Hangzhou. This Qixi Festival Poetry Festival, you must make one or two good poems. My father once warned that fame in poetry is very beneficial to the imperial examination, so don't take it lightly. .”

"Then elder brother also prepared two poems." Qin Guandao.

Qin Wei shook his head, "If I talk about the scriptures, I still have some experience, but when it comes to poetry, it lacks that spirituality. As for the poems written by you, second brother, "Qing Xing Xiao", "Another Way" "Red", "West Lake", which capital can be called a masterpiece, maybe the second brother can make a difference in poetry."

"This Qixi Festival Poetry Contest depends on my second brother."

Hangzhou, Shen's family.

Shen Yichen was practicing calligraphy in the room, and his servants came to announce that Young Master Liu Su and Liu had come to visit.

Putting down the pen, the maid brought a basin of water, Shen Yichen washed his hands, wiped off the water with a cloth towel, and came to the front hall.

Liu Su only stayed in Jinling for two days before returning to Hangzhou. He also received an invitation from the magistrate's yamen for the Tanabata poetry meeting. After reading it, he pondered for a while before getting up and coming to Shen's house.

Seeing Liu Su in the front hall, Shen Yichen cupped his hands enthusiastically, "Brother Liu, I haven't seen you for a while. A few days ago, we didn't see you at the poetry meeting organized by Pinghu Poetry Club in West Lake. I heard that you went to Jinling ,what a pity."

Liu Su also cupped his hands, "Yeah, I went to Jinling to meet my father, and I'm going to Qiu Wei soon. I've been preparing for two years, and my father called over to make some suggestions."

"Brother Shen should be fully prepared. If you want to come to this provincial examination, you must be a senior high school student." Liu Su said.

"Where, there are so many talented people in the south of the Yangtze River, so it's my turn." Shen Yichen said politely.

"Brother Shen's homework and literary talents are also well-known in Hangzhou, so it should be no problem." Liu Su praised again.

"Where, Brother Liu, please drink tea."

Shen Yichen stopped talking.

"By the way, Brother Shen should have received an invitation from the prefect Lin for this Qixi Festival." Liu Su changed the subject and talked about the Qixi Festival.

"I have already received it. I think Brother Liu will also participate. Then we can have a good exchange and discuss poetry."

Liu Su shook his head, and said very modestly: "Brother Shen is known as the number one talented scholar in Hangzhou, how dare I discuss poetry with Brother Shen."

Speaking of this, Liu Su suddenly said: "It's that Qin Guan who suddenly became famous and wrote a few poems, which are now widely circulated, and some people even call out the name of 'Little Poetry Immortal', brother Shen can really be with you." He sparred."

After hearing Liu Su's words, Shen Yichen was slightly taken aback, then a smile appeared on his face, and he took a deep look at Liu Su, "Qin Guan Qin Shaoyou, I've heard of his poems, they are really very spiritual, I can't make it."

Liu Su snorted softly, and said with a slight disdain on his face: "Qin Guan has always been ignorant, and I don't know how those few poems came about."

"At that time, Qin Guan will definitely go to the Qixi Poetry Club, but Brother Shen is the president of our 'Pinghu Poetry Club', how can Qin Guan compare to Brother Shen's talent and learning? Artisans steal the scenery."

"After all, the Qiuwei Township Examination is just around the corner, and being famous for poetic talent is also very important to the examiner's impression."

Shen Yichen nodded, did not speak, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

After Liu Su left, Shen Yichen looked at Liu Su's disappearing back, showed a meaningful smile, and murmured: "This Liu Su has bad intentions, so don't hand him over."

"You are not on good terms with that Qin Guan, and everyone knows it. Find me, hehe, I think it is to encourage me to confront that Qin Guan."

"It is said that the Liu family is very calculating, and it seems true. Qin Guan's name of 'Little Poetry Immortal' may have been passed down by the Liu family, which arouses hatred for Qin Guan."

"However, at this poetry meeting, we can really see whether the famous dandy in Hangzhou City has really opened his spiritual aperture as the rumors say. If you can tarnish your literary name, you will definitely show your real body and ruin your reputation."

There are a few idiots in this world.

Are people who are good at calculating really smarter than others?

Qixi Festival is coming in a blink of an eye.

The night is getting darker, but the city of Hangzhou is becoming more and more lively. Today, on Qixi Festival, some people started to release sky lanterns just after dark, and the sky is already full of lights.

In Qin Guan's room.

Yun Xiang tidied Qin Guan's clothes, and said crisply, "Master, it's done."

Qin Guan walked to the mirror,
I saw the man in the mirror, wearing a purple gold crown with hair inlaid on his head, Qi eyebrows strung with two dragons grabbing gold and wiping his forehead; Knotted with long spikes and palace sash, the outer cover is azure-flowered eight-group Japanese satin fringe jacket; there are small green satin powder-soled court boots.The face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the color is like the flowers of spring dawn, the temples are like cut by knives, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, the face is like peach petals, and the eyes are like autumn waves.Although he is angry and sometimes smiles, he is angry and affectionate.On the neck is a gold Chi Yingluo, and there is a five-color silk sash tied with a piece of beautiful jade.

Well, blow it over,
This is Jia Baoyu from Dream of the Red Chamber.

However, Qin Guan also wears a purple scarf on his head, wears a Yuebai scholar's robe, and holds a folding fan in his hand. He is definitely a chic and suave peerless young man.

Didn't you see that the little girl next to you, Lu Xiang, was obsessed with it?

Well, anyway, Qin Guan thinks so.

"Second brother, are you ready? It's almost time, let's go." Outside the door, Qin Wei said and walked in.

"Ready bro, let's go."

Qin Guan and Qin Wei didn't take anyone with them, they drove to the Moon Tower by the West Lake in the same carriage.

On the way, Qin Guan raised the curtain of the car and looked out. There were more pedestrians on the street tonight than during the day. All the shops were still open, and a series of lanterns were hung at the door, illuminating the street very brightly.

After walking for a quarter of an hour, we came to the Moon Tower.

Wangyue Building has been built for 60 years. It is a three-story wooden building. It is very spacious and gorgeous. It is located by the West Lake. It is usually the restaurant where literati and poets gather most. It has become a scenic spot by the West Lake, and today it was contracted by the magistrate's yamen as the venue for this Qixi Festival poetry meeting.

When Qin Guan and Qin Wei got out of the car, they saw a few familiar scholars. They greeted each other and entered the building together.

"Brother Qin, you are here."

"Brother Zhou, you are here too."

(End of this chapter)