Datang: My apprentice is Li Chengqian

Chapter 78 A Little Regret
Furong Garden is a royal garden with a rich history.

During the Qin Dynasty, Yichun Garden was built on the edge of the Qujiang River.

In the time of Emperor Sui Yang, he had people carve various water decorations in Qujiang Pool, and the ministers and emperors drank by the bank of Qujiang Pool and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of Qujiang.Yang Guang continuously introduced the story of Qushui Liushang, a literati in the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, into the palace garden, endowing Qujiang with a humanistic spirit.

Therefore, all kinds of poetry gatherings in Chang'an City will choose to be held in Furong Garden whenever they have the opportunity.

The Furong Garden, which covers a vast area, will not feel crowded even if thousands of guests come.

"Girl, if any talented person leaves you a masterpiece today, that Qiqi will no longer be able to dominate the coquettishness. I heard that Xie Linmao from Jiangnan Road is very likely to have many laurels, etc. I will find someone to ask who is Xie Linmao."

As the time for the poetry meeting approached, many people who received the invitation had already arrived at the Paradise.

Girls like Qiqi and Mengyu from Tianxian Pavilion are no exception.

"Osmanthus fragrans, it's not that easy to get these romantic talents to leave their poems to us. If we had known each other before, we still have a chance."

Meng Yu obviously didn't have much expectation for her maidservant's dream.

Why do the brothel girls in Pingkangfang like literati so much?

It's not because I want to use the hands of these people to see if I can leave some works for myself.

Once there is a poem that has been handed down through the ages, as long as these talented scholars say which girl this poem is for, basically this is the pinnacle of life that the top card of the brothel can achieve in this life.

The fame has been passed down through the ages, and it will last forever. Basically, there is only one way for them to go.

To put it bluntly, these days, the pen in the hands of talented scholars is much more attractive to the top names in brothels than the money in the hands of later generations of rich men.

Does this prove that the top girls these days seem to have a higher style than the big stars of later generations?
If you only have money, it is very difficult to have the opportunity to be the guest of these top names.

"Girl, don't worry, anyway, that Qiqi girl has never heard of any scholar who has a good friendship with her. She may not be able to beat us today."

As the two pillars of Tianxiang Pavilion, Qiqi and Mengyu are destined to be impossible to become friends.

Correspondingly, their respective personal maids naturally stood firmly on the side of their own girls.

"The poetry meeting is about to start, let's go to the scene first and talk about it later!"

Meng Yu took a deep breath, showing a smile in line with society's expectations.

Then the whole person walked slowly towards the poetry meeting site.

……

"The poetry fair is about to start, Yan'er, why don't you go and see it?"

Among the plum blossoms, Li Bing'e was a little speechless when she saw that Yang Yan was not in a hurry.

"The poetry fair is at most just beginning now, and it won't end until the sun goes down. Why are we in a hurry? We'll just go and have a look when the results come out."

Yang Yan is not the kind of person who really likes to join in the fun.

On the contrary, it was Qingxia behind her who couldn't wait to pass.

But my master is chatting with my best friend there, so how can she have a voice?
"That's what I said, but they've all come here. It's a pity if you don't go and have a look. This time, not only the talented children from all the nobles in Chang'an City have come, but also many scholars who will participate in the Spring Festival next year. , Many of them also came to participate in the poetry meeting after arriving in Chang'an City ahead of schedule."

It has been decades since the imperial examinations were established in the Sui Dynasty.

Although the influence is far less than that of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, it is already a very different existence among literati.

Especially for the children of poor families, it is a relatively good way to be promoted.

As for the noble children, if they can achieve something in the imperial examination, it will be much more convenient for the family to help them run their positions.

Because everyone pays more attention to the imperial examination, some scholars who are far away in the spring of each year often come to Chang'an City in advance.

After all, the transportation in this era is really underdeveloped.

It is quite normal to accidentally delay ten days and a half months on the road.

So despite the fact that it is only the end of November, many scholars in Chang'an City have already arrived early.

"Sister Bing'e, you are already married, so it's useless to go and see."

Seeing that Li Bing'e was so hot, Yang Yan couldn't help saying this.

Sure enough, Li Bing'e's mood immediately turned bad.

Although that Wang Kun is a direct descendant of the Wang family in Taiyuan, I heard that his reputation is not good.

Li Bing'e was obviously unwilling to marry him.

But there is no way.

Her father, Li Xiaogong, was the representative of the Great Tang Clan, if there was any repentance of the marriage, it would have a great impact.

……

"Brother Qin, isn't the poetry meeting held in this plum garden? What are you doing wandering around here? Hurry up and go to the venue."

Cheng Chumo walked around the Furong Garden with Qin Xiedao, but found that Qin Xiedao didn't seem to be in a hurry to go to the poetry meeting, so he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Although he doesn't know how to recite poems and compose music, the top names in Pingkang Square must all be at the poetry meeting today.

In the plum garden, what beauties can you meet?

"Now let them have fun on their own first, and when it's almost time, I'll go over and slap the face. Wouldn't the effect be better?"

Qin Xiedao said with a red face.

Cheng Chumo: ...

Cheng Chuliang: ...

Yuchihuan: ...

Fang Yi Ai:  …

They found that they were too low-key in Chang'an City before.

Compared with Qin Xiedao's thick skin, they are all younger brothers.

"What? You don't believe it?"

Qin Xiedao looked at the few honored children who probably couldn't even memorize "The Analects of Confucius" with amusement on their faces.

Someone invited me to participate in the poetry meeting today, obviously with bad intentions.

He originally just came here to join in the fun, to see what the poetry society of this era looks like.

But seeing Cheng Chumo's current reaction, Qin Xiedao felt that he really needed to show his hand.

Otherwise, the level I show in the future is too high, and everyone probably won't be able to accept it.

Give everyone a vaccination first today, so as to save you from making a fuss later.

"Brother Qin, you are already thankful for not being slapped in the face today, and you are counting on slapping other people in the face..."

Cheng Chumo's words obviously represented the true thoughts of the other people.

"Brother Qin, poetry is not so easy to create. When you rush to the stage, but you can't get anything out, the Qin family will lose face."

Cheng Chuliang regretted coming to the poetry meeting with Qin Xiedao at this time.

In previous years, they just came here to join in the fun.

However, today he feels that he may become a "lively" in the eyes of others.

(End of this chapter)