Lin Yanchao followed Chen Xinggui and Huang Biyou walked between the South Park.

With the two of them looking enthusiastic, Lin Yanchao didn't have much interest in the poetry meeting, and the meaning of participating in the poetry meeting with the two of them was that he couldn't hinder the warm invitation of his friends, and secondly, he also wanted to see how the girls' school books were.

Thinking of Liu Ruis, who 'I see how charming Qingshan is, and I expect Qingshan to see me like this' a few decades later, Lin Yanchao is still curious about the ** of this era, and he really wants to see it.

Thinking of this, Lin Yanchao slowed down, walked slowly, and looked carefully.

Looking at the scenery in the garden, Lin Yanchao's mood was also relaxed. Since it is a garden poetry club, why not enjoy the landscape and put aside the scriptures and test papers for the time being, and enjoy the scenery of this era, which is also good.

Walking in the pavilion garden, looking at the scenery, and then indulging in the green wave between the Zhu Pavilion, this is the extravagant life of the literati of the Ming Dynasty.

In front of you is a waterfront Yaxuan, the front through the folding with a board bridge, below is the white steps, the base paved with blue bricks, hanging silk yarn on all sides, looking at the distance is the green wave of the blue lake.

Huang Biyou praised: "Good view! ”

Lin Yanchao nodded, he also liked it.

At that moment, the three of them all stepped forward together and arrived in the Xuannei.

Lin Yanchao saw a lot of familiar people, such as the top few people in the Houguan County test, and they all arrived.

They are in the same case as Lin Yanchao and Huang Biyou, and they are all courtesies to each other.

In addition, there are several disciples of Lianjiang Academy from Ye Xianggao and others. Lin Yanchao stepped forward to greet several old friends.

Ye Xianggao also greeted Lin Yanchao, this time he took the head of the county test in Fuqing County and came with momentum. It is said that during the prefectural examination, the examiner looked at his paper, and before he could see his name, he said that this must be the son of Mr. Guishan. Take a look at it. Sure enough, it was.

By the way, Ye Xianggao's father, Ye Chaorong, failed in the second test last year, and as a prisoner of the country, he was awarded a different drive in Jiangzhou Mansion. At present, Ye Xianggao is also a child of the official family.

Ye Xianggao greeted Lin Yanchao and said a few words. That's all there is to the friendship between the two.

At this time, someone said: "Brother Yanchao, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Lin Yanchao turned his head when he heard this. Then he was pleasantly surprised: "Isn't this Brother Weng?" Why, you're here too. ”

This person is Lin Yanchao's fellow villager Weng Zhengchun, he held Lin Yanchao's hand and said, "I'm also going to take this government test, so I'm here." ”

Lin Yanchao saw Weng Zhengchun and teased: "Back then, Brother Weng moved to the isolated island of Jinshan Temple alone in order to study, why did he abandon poetry and books today and come to the garden, could it be for beauty?" In Lin Yanchao's impression, Weng Zhengchun is a good student who is determined to study, and it is strange that he came here.

Weng Zhengchun smiled bitterly: "Brother Lin, don't make fun of it. The host here, Chen Yiyu, is my old friend and was invited by him to come here. ”

Lin Yanchao was slightly surprised when he heard this, but looking at Ye Xianggao on the side, he thought of Weng Zhengchun, Ye Xianggao, and Chen Yiyu, these three people are all popular candidates for the head of the Dingfu trial, and they happen to be here. It's no accident.

He was talking to Weng Zhengchun when a servant stepped forward and said, "Two sons." This is the master's poem here, please take a look. ”

Lin Yanchao took it after thanking him, but saw a thin booklet with the words Nanyuan Ji written on it, and there were more than a dozen excerpts written about landscapes and scenery, and they were given goodbye. Poetry of the nostalgic history. The more than 30 scholars here all read a book.

Lin Yanchao read the South Garden Collection and felt that Chen Yiyu's poems were indeed good, and he finally understood the intention of this poetry club.

In that year, Chen Ziang went to Chang'an to take the imperial examination. But it fell twice.

Chen Ziang was suffering from no one to appreciate him, so he was very depressed, at that time there was a Hu man who happened to sell pianos, asking for a million, and no one dared to ask. Chen Ziang bought it for thousands of dollars at the moment, and then told everyone that the next day in Xuanyang, Chang'an, the banquet was luxurious and played the piano in public.

On the second day, the guests gathered, Chen Ziang held the piano, Chen Ziang, a Shu person, there are hundreds of shafts, unknown, and the piano is the joy of cheap workers, how should you pay attention. After Chen Ziang finished speaking, he smashed the piano to the ground in public, and everyone was sorry for this precious piano to be smashed. But Chen Ziang didn't care, and sent his poems to everyone, and since then he has become famous all over the world, and then won the Jinshi in one fell swoop.

Chen Yiyu gave away a collection of poems, and increased his fame through famous prostitutes and poetry clubs.

The poetry club is a place where scholars gather, and if one or two people are selected in the poetry club, his reputation will soon spread to the ears of all the scholars, so that the examiners of the government will also hear about it. Just like Chen Ziang, no one knew before he smashed the piano, and his reputation after smashing the piano spread throughout Chang'an, in one fell swoop.

No wonder Chen Yiyu invited him to participate in the poetry meeting, all of them were candidates who participated in the government examination this time, even Ye Xianggao of Qinggao and Weng Zhengchun, who studied hard, also came, they all wanted to use this poetry meeting to spread their reputation.

It seems that readers also have to learn to hype themselves, and the poetry club is the best way.

Thinking of this, Lin Yanchao caressed the poetry collection of the South Garden, and thought to himself, of course, there is a better way to establish a reputation than the poetry club, that is, to write a book.

There is no better way to make a name for yourself than by making a statement, of course, the word word is too high, and if you don't write well, you will be sprayed by the crowd. It's okay for most readers to settle for the next best thing and publish a book or two of poetry. For example, Tang Xianzu has not yet participated in the examination, but his poetry collection has spread all over the two capitals.

It's a pity that I didn't know that there was such a poetry meeting before, otherwise I would have printed a ...... Forget it, I can't do my poetry at all, why didn't I work hard before crossing over, and memorized the poetry collections of Nalan Rongruo and Zheng Banqiao.

Not being able to plagiarize poetry is a shame for a traverser! I'm embarrassed to say it.

Lin Yanchao couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, he thought that the poetry club was purely for the fun of readers, but now it seems that he also has to find a way to make a name for himself in the poetry club and pave the way for his own house, otherwise he will be sorry for Chen Xinggui's good intentions to bring him here.

At this time, Dan saw that the curtain was raised, Chen Yiyu came to the Xuan, followed by two women.

Everyone saluted Chen Yiyu and thanked him for his invitation, and then looked at the two women together.

Lin Yanchao looked carefully, but saw that the two women were fresh, the other beautiful, and they didn't have lead powder, the charm was natural, and they were dressed elegantly and plainly, obviously not ordinary **.

Lin Yanchao couldn't help but nod and said, this looks like a literary and artistic young woman with a strong character, if two vulgar fans are mixed in the middle of a bunch of readers, then the style of this poetry club will drop a lot.

Chen Yiyu smiled and introduced the two of them: "Dong Xiaoshuang, Shi Changjun, the two girls' school books, who are all famous people in the house on weekdays, came to the South Park today, let me wait for everyone's demeanor, which really adds a lot of color to the poetry club." ”

Chen Yiyu said this, everyone saluted together, and the two girls' school books also returned the salute.

With two beauties here, the atmosphere is different, Lin Yanchao looked at Huang Biyou, who was gearing up on the side, and couldn't help but say: "Brother Huang, you don't have to look like this!" ”

Huang Biyou said with a smile: "Brother Yanchao, this is a girls' school book, you see this Dong Xiaoshuang, a wealthy businessman from Ningbo back then, gave her twenty taels of silver to accompany her to drink, but she didn't even open the door." There is also this Shi Changjun who traveled to the West Lake with Lin Shibi back then, and Lin Shibi wrote three poems in a row to give to her. ”

Lin Yanchao couldn't help but say: "Really? ”

Huang Biyou said: "Of course. What is well known to the Manfu scholars, will I still lie to you? ”

Lin Yanchao said: "I said, Lin Shibi can become popular with three poems, this is too fake!" ”

Huang Biyou said: "You don't know, Lin Shibi has been a prodigy since he was a child, if he hadn't wandered around the flowers and indulged in the way of poetry, he would have been promoted to a scholar a long time ago." How bad can the prostitutes he can give poems to, such women are not seen in thousands of dollars. They only make friends with talented people on weekdays. ”

Then Huang Biyou said with an intoxicated face: "If they can click on my poems in the poetry meeting, in a few days, the people in the city will know my name Huang Biyou." ”

Qinglou, the poetry club used to be a place for scholars to brush up their prestige.

After everyone took their seats, Chen Yiyu smiled and said: "I heard that the ancients inscribed poems in banana leaves, and today we are also vassals and elegant writing on banana leaves." Everyone will write a poem on the theme of this South Garden, of course, the poetry is not judged by me, but please ask two girls' school books to comment, the ancients had red sleeves to add fragrance, we have red sleeves to comment on poetry. ”

Everyone smiled and said, "Brother Chen, it's really elegant." ”

At that moment, the servant stepped forward and distributed all the banana leaves to the scholars present.

Lin Yanchao picked up the banana leaves, but found that his leaves were missing a few corners, and he was about to say that he wanted to replace them, but the next person said that there was no more, so he could only take them.

At that moment, the sound of grinding ink came from the Xuan, and the breeze was blowing outside the window, and the window screen was blowing on the clothes of the scholars.

The scholars raised their sleeves, and then drummed up all their talents, trying to think of the verses that fit the occasion, and the nervousness here was not lost in the slightest to the government examination that was going to be taken.

After I finished writing, people handed in papers one after another.

Lin Yanchao also wrote the poem well, but he felt that his poems were like that, even if he thought about it carefully, he couldn't come up with a better one, so it was better to finish it as soon as possible.

So Lin Yanchao picked up the poems on the banana leaves and handed them in.

At this time, the two girls' school books also commented on the articles of several scholars, and Lin Yanchao waited for them to comment on one of them, and then handed over his poems to Dong Xiaoshuang.

After Dong Xiaoshuang looked at it a few times, he said with a smile: "Childe, the poems you wrote are like these mutilated banana leaves, just like mulberry leaves that have been gnawed by silkworms." ”

Dong Xiaoshuang's witty words immediately caused bursts of laughter left and right.

Lin Yanchao also laughed at himself. After another female school scholar, Shi Changjun, took Lin Yanchao's poem, but said: "Sister, look at what you said, although this poem is not good, it can also be viewed,"

After speaking, Shi Changjun smiled apologetically at Lin Yanchao and said, "My sister is mean, please forgive me." ”

Lin Yanchao said: "It's okay, comment on poetry, whether it's good or bad, you have to tell each other bluntly." The gentleman does not hide his loss! ”

Saying that, Lin Yanchao gave a salute and left, Shi Changjun saw it and said to Dong Xiaoshuang: "This son is elegant!" ”

Dong Xiaoshuang said with a smile: "At first glance, you can see that you are a poor scholar, what kind of elegance do you say." (To be continued......)