After Wei Chen had eaten breakfast, Sheng Changbai's book boy came back and sent a message, saying that Sheng Hong had agreed to the three people's participation in the poetry meeting, and also expressed the hope that they would all make achievements in the poetry meeting.

Wei Chen couldn't help but be a little confused when he heard this. As far as he knew, Sheng Hong had never liked Sheng Changfeng hanging out with his friends and reciting poems. How could he be so tolerant of his participation in this painting boat poetry meeting, and even seemed to be encouraging in his tone? mean?

Later on the road, after explanations from brothers Sheng Changbai and Sheng Changfeng, Wei Chen realized that the three of them were not going to an ordinary poetry gathering this time, but a painting boat poetry gathering held every six months at Slender West Lake.

This Boat Poetry Party is a grand event in Yangzhou's literary world. During this period, literati and poets from all over Yangzhou will gather here, and even many scholars from neighboring counties will come to attend the meeting.

Many unknown scholars held back their energy and vowed to take advantage of this poetry meeting to become famous.

Hearing this, Wei Chen immediately understood. No wonder Sheng Hong would encourage his two sons to participate in the Painting Boat Poetry Recital. After all, it was all to pave the way for their future imperial examinations!

In the Tang Dynasty, Chen Ziang rushed to Chang'an to take part in the imperial examination, but he failed twice. Chen Ziang learned his talents by himself, but no one appreciated him, and he felt depressed.

It happened that there was a barbarian in the city who was selling a piano for a million dollars, but no one dared to pay any attention to it.

Chen Ziang was so arrogant that he spent a lot of money to buy the huqin, and then made it known to everyone that he would have a grand banquet and play the harp in public the next day.

On the next day, guests gathered, expecting Chen Ziang to play elegant music. Unexpectedly, Chen Ziang smashed the piano to the ground in front of everyone.

Such a precious Huqin was smashed at will, and everyone in the audience lamented it. Only Chen Ziang didn't care, and took the opportunity to distribute his poems to everyone. From then on, he became famous all over the world, and then he won the Jinshi in one fell swoop.

This is the allusion to the famous "Zi'ang Broken Qin" story in history.

Reading this story carefully, it is not difficult to find that the so-called piano smashing is just a way for Chen Ziang to carry out personal marketing.

From failing twice in a row to becoming a Jinshi in one fell swoop, the effectiveness of Chen Ziang's marketing is needless to say.

So the question arises, Chen Ziang is obviously still the same Chen Ziang, why did he fail in the exam before he became famous, but once he became famous all over the world, he immediately passed the exam?

Since the beginning of the imperial examination, no matter how the specific system has changed, there have been many scholars similar to Chen Ziang's experience.

It can be seen that in the long process of the imperial examination, if candidates want to get good grades, they cannot just study hard in a cold window, but also learn to promote themselves appropriately, so that they can achieve Chinese style like Chen Ziang.

Correct

For ordinary candidates with average family backgrounds, if they want to promote their reputation, participating in a poetry competition is the most cost-effective way.

Especially in grand gatherings such as the Yangzhou Painted Boat Poetry Club, where scholars gather, if one or two outstanding talents are promoted, that person's reputation will soon spread to the ears of scholars in the whole government and even the province.

This is called momentum.

Don't underestimate this so-called momentum. Many times, examiners can do without fear of powerful people, but they often cannot resist the power of public opinion among scholars.

For example, a certain talented person had a great reputation before the exam, and even the emperor heard about it. However, after the exam, when the exam was taken, this person actually failed.

After the list is published, the scholars will inevitably question the examiner's unfair selection of scholars. If the talented scholar is popular enough and the scholars join forces to make the matter bigger, maybe even the emperor will ask: Why is there not so-and-so on the list? Someone’s name?

At that time, the examiner will not only have to face fierce criticism, but also deal with questioning from above. You can imagine how much pressure he will be under!

Of course, this is just a hypothesis. Neither Wei Chen nor the Sheng brothers are famous enough to shock the world at this time.

It is precisely because of this that they need to participate in more positive social activities such as the Boat Poetry Club to expand their connections and promote their reputation.

"Call-"

After about half an hour's drive, the handlebar gave a low shout and the carriage stopped steadily.

The book boy who was walking beside the car quickly stepped forward and opened the curtain: "Master, we are here."

Slender West Lake is located in the northwest suburbs of Yangzhou. It is named after its elongated lake surface, which is shaped like a ribbon.

In fact, Slender West Lake is not a lake in the traditional sense, but a strip of landscape formed by several generations of city walls, and maintains an interactive relationship with water sources connected to the Grand Canal.

Compared with the vast West Lake in Hangzhou, Yangzhou Slender West Lake is more like a large water garden, containing many places of interest such as Wuting Bridge, Xiaojin Mountain, 24 Bridges, and Lotus Pond.

It has already entered winter. Different from the graceful and graceful lake scenery in spring, the sky and lake on Slender West Lake in winter are all white. The sky and clouds, mountains and water are integrated into one, creating a sparse atmosphere that makes people look forward to it and open their minds. .

Wei Chen and the others came to the lake and finally found a ferry. Unfortunately, the boat was already filled with scholars who came from all over the country after hearing the news, and it had just left the shore.

When Wei Chen saw that the ferry was only a few feet away from the shore, he hurriedly shouted: "Boatman, we are also here to participate in the poetry meeting. Please do us a favor and drive the boat back to the shore and take us on board!"

The old boatman stood in the cold wind. He turned around and saw three elegant scholars standing on the shore. He said happily: "My husband dares to come to the poetry meeting. He must be full of literary talent. If you can compose a seven-character quatrain, And since the poem contains ten [one] characters, I will immediately turn the bow of the boat and ferry you to the center of the lake."

"How can there be ten one-character characters in a poem? You are clearly deliberately making things difficult for me!"

Sheng Changfeng was angry when he heard this. It was unreasonable for a small boatman to make things difficult for others!

At that moment, he used all his strength to shout in the direction of the ferry, with a threatening tone: "My father is the general magistrate of Yangzhou. If you dare not come back to ferry us, you old man, be careful that I call you handsome!"

"Third brother, no

But you are rude to the elders, so stand down! "

Sheng Changbai heard Sheng Changfeng's arrogant words and was worried that he would disgrace the Sheng family's reputation in front of everyone, so he immediately reprimanded him.

Sheng Changfeng felt aggrieved, pointed at the old boatman and complained: "Second brother, it was obviously him first..."

"Ok?"

Sheng Changbai opened his eyes and stared at his younger brother. Sheng Changfeng immediately gave in and shut his mouth obediently.

"You three little husbands, can you compose this poem?"

At this time, the laziness of the old boatman came from a distance. He seemed not to have taken Sheng Changfeng's threat to heart at all, and said impatiently: "If you can't, then please wait patiently until I send this message first." The talented man goes into the middle of the lake, goes to Xiaojin Mountain to drink Erliang old wine to warm himself up, and then comes back to pick you up!"

"Second brother, he seems to be really planning to leave!"

Sheng Changfeng stamped his feet anxiously and looked at his second brother. Sheng Changbai was also a little anxious. He really wanted to let the ferry in front of him go and wait for the next one. Then he didn't know how long it would take.

Even if they are young and can withstand the biting cold wind, they will be in trouble if they miss the poetry meeting.

Just when the two brothers were at a loss what to do, Wei Chen suddenly stepped forward and shouted to the old boatman: "Don't worry, wise man. I already have some clues about this poem, but it's windy by the lake, so I can't hear what I said clearly. Please tell me, wise man. Please push the ferry back first, so that I can compose the poem, and the wise man can hear it clearly and give me some advice."

"Alright."

The old boatman stroked his beard and smiled. He immediately turned the bow and pushed the boat back to the shore.

Wei Chen stepped aboard, and brothers Sheng Changbai and Sheng Changfeng followed Wei Chen onto the boat.

As soon as he got on the boat, Sheng Changfeng stared at the old boatman angrily. If he hadn't been pulled by Sheng Changbai, he would have jumped on and swallowed the old boatman.

The old boatman glanced at the incompetent and furious Sheng Changfeng, smiled indifferently, and then turned to look at Wei Chen with a rather amused look.

"My dear husband, you just claimed to be confident, so I will turn around and take you on the boat. All the talented people on this boat are watching. You, a talented gentleman, can't lie to me, an old man!"

Chapter 82 One-Word Poetry

On the Slender West Lake, the white mountains are looming, the cold waves are far away, and there are no traces of pedestrians or birds. There is only a ferry boat more than ten meters long crossing the lake.

Standing on the boat and looking at it at a glance, the water surface is completely white, and only a few faint outlines can be seen in the center of the lake. Together, they look like a splash-ink landscape painting made with sincerity.

It was said that Wei Chen used a little trick to finally get himself and the Sheng brothers onto the ferry, but the old man was not easy to fool.

As soon as Wei Chen got on the boat, the old boatman felt itchy and asked about Wei Chen's poem.

Sheng Changbai on the side was secretly worried. In his eyes, Wei Chen said that he had written poems before, but it was just a temporary measure to coax the boatman to take them on the boat. How could Wei Chen have any poems to deal with the old boatman?

It is not difficult to write a seven-character quatrain, and it is not difficult to have ten one-character poems in the poem. What is difficult is to convince the old boatman.

At this moment, a burst of singing came, and everyone on the ferry followed the sound.

I saw a small boat floating slowly on the lake not far away. An old man wearing a raincoat was sitting on the bow of the boat. There was a fishing rod beside him. He was rowing with one hand and holding a wine bottle with the other hand. Time, feel at ease.

"The glimmering light glimmers in the water and clouds, and the vicissitudes of tens of thousands of years are counted in detail. This person is truly among the gods!"

On the ferry, all the scholars saw the fisherman paddling away gradually away, and they all looked leisurely and fascinated.

Looking at this scene, Wei Chen suddenly felt blessed and thought of a poem, which he blurted out immediately.

A small boat, a small boat,

One inch of silk hook.

Leaning down and laughing,

A man fishes alone in the river.

"it is good!"

As soon as Wei Chen finished speaking, Sheng Changfeng clapped his hands and cheered. After a moment of silence, more than a dozen scholars on the boat also shouted.

Wei Chen's poem has scenery, emotion, sound and color. Just a few sentences are endlessly memorable. It is definitely a rare masterpiece.

The best thing is that every one of the ten characters required by the old boatman is not less than one. Wei Chen can still write good poems under such strict rules and regulations, which shows that he is very talented.

For a while, the scholars on the boat began to whisper and inquired from their companions about the identity of the young talented man in front of them.

Seeing the reactions of the people around him, Sheng Changfeng became more confident in Wei Chen. He looked at the old man on the side with his chin, as proud as if he had written the poem himself: "Old man, you should have nothing to say now. Alright?"

There was sarcasm in Sheng Changfeng's words, but the old boatman did not open his mouth to refute, but froze in place, speechless for a long time.

He was originally an old boy who was proud of his extraordinary literary talent, but he failed in many attempts and ended up in poverty. In the end, in order to make a living, he had to ferry tourists back and forth on the Slender West Lake.

He saw that Wei Chen and Sheng Changbai were young and both were dressed in military uniforms. Especially Wei Chen, who was only eleven or twelve years old, was also wearing a t-shirt.

Thinking that he had taken the college examination nine times in his life, but failed once, the old boatman couldn't help feeling sad because of the situation, so he started to make things difficult.

He was also a scholar, so he naturally knew how difficult it was to fulfill his own requirements. In fact, he didn't think Wei Chen could do it at all.

He had already planned that if Wei Chen couldn't compose a poem, he would sarcastically ridicule Wei Chen and the others, express his frustration, and then continue

Cross them into the middle of the lake.

However, the old boatman did not expect that Wei Chen would compose a poem that met the conditions after just thinking for a moment.

There are not only ten one-character characters in the poem, but each one has a distinct image. The descriptions of people, objects, and scenes are all vivid and vivid, leaving him speechless.

After being speechless for a long time, the old man suddenly stood up straight, bowed deeply to Wei Chen, and said apologetically: "I have offended my little husband, I hope my husband has more knowledge, and don't argue with my ignorance and shallowness." The old calculations."

"The wise man said something serious."

Wei Chen quickly helped the old man up, his eyes were gentle, and he said softly: "It's cold and windy, please hurry up and ferry us into the lake, so as not to miss the poetry meeting."

"My little husband is right."

Seeing that Wei Chen didn't seem to be blaming him, the old man secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He stood up and walked to the bow of the ship, picked up the long pole, turned around and shouted: "Everyone, stand firm!"

Then, with a tap of the long pole on the shore, the ferry left the shore. The old man hurriedly ran from the bow to the stern and started rowing the oars.

"Second brother, this old man is the one who is scared."

Sheng Changfeng came close to Sheng Changbai and whispered excitedly: "Brother Wei is so talented that he will definitely not be unknown in the poetry meeting. If the owner of the poetry meeting knows that this old prodigy is making things difficult for him, he will definitely kill him." It’s beautiful! Fortunately, the Wei family brother is tolerant and magnanimous, so this old bastard managed to escape the disaster. Huh, it’s really an advantage for him!”

"You, you, you are a member of a noble family after all, so why bother with an old man?"

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