Chapter 89: Shocking Immortal Poetry Club (1)
Chapter 89 Shocking Fairy Poetry Club (1)
Anqing's prefectural city is extraordinary, like a tiger crouching in Pingyang, and the tall city gate tower is like a tiger's mouth, swallowing any passing pedestrians and vehicles.
If Huaining County is rich, then Anqing Prefecture is bustling.
Even at night, it is bustling, and there are so many people in the night market that it is like a city that never sleeps.
If you don’t really come to this era, it’s hard to imagine that this kind of dynasty can be so prosperous. This is just a county town, and there are provincial capitals and capitals above. It’s hard to imagine how prosperous the capital city at the foot of the emperor will be. Of course, this kind of prosperity is antique prosperity, which is different from the modern prosperity, but it is even more shocking.
The government examination was held in the city of Anqing, and the students and scholars who passed the county examination from all counties gathered together. The larger the area, the stink of literati's disregard for each other was revealed. They didn't chant "Wen Wu first, Wu Wu second" or something Yes, students and scholars from various counties and even towns hold together, look down on students and scholars from other counties and towns, and fight openly and secretly.
Zhu Ping'an, one of the top 50 students in Huaining County, has been taken care of by students and scholars from other counties and towns. Ever since, the poem about being bitten by a snake and hearing a bird singing, as well as the behavior of eating lunch and taking a nap in the examination room, living in a woodshed, etc. have all been dug out.
Then, the students and scholars in other counties and towns became excited as if they drank half a catty of old wine.
I don’t even know how to write poetry, and I eat, drink, and take a lunch break during the exam. Haha, this can be ranked first in Huaining County. If it’s in our county, don’t even think about the first round of exams. The level of Huaining County is just This level.
Isn't this the target given to us by God.
The entire Anqing Prefecture has only so many places to pass the government examination. If Huaining County has a poor reputation, the magistrate will naturally have to consider one or two, then our other counties will have more opportunities.
So, interested students and scholars in other counties inquired more about Zhu Ping'an, including his appearance and preferences, etc., waiting to find an opportunity to make the entire Huaining County make a big fool of himself.
Hard work pays off
Ever since, it was only on the fifth day that Zhu Ping'an settled in Anqing Fucheng. One is blocked.
The friend of the uncle is the friend of the uncle from the county before, that is, the teacher who taught in the county, and the friend of the uncle also passed the county examination and became a child student, but it was also the courtyard test again and again, because the child student did not use it. Participate in the county examination, so my uncle's friends have been living in Anqing Mansion these days, just waiting to go to the provincial capital to take the hospital examination.
The restaurant is a well-known restaurant in Anqing Mansion. Its name is Jingxianlou. It is located in the prime location of Anqing Mansion. It is large in scale, magnificent in decoration, and exquisitely furnished inside. There are gorgeously dressed maids and servants who come and go constantly. guests.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Pingan entered Jingxian Building with his uncle and other talents, and then he heard a cheer of surprise, and then he was blocked by people.
"There is no place to find after breaking through the iron shoes, aren't these some great talents from Huaining County?"
"Just in time, we Taihu, Wangjiang and other county students' poetry gatherings are in full swing. The fly in the ointment is that Zhengshao, you and other Huaining people, meeting you at this moment is really like a long drought and rain."
A few handsome young scholars with folding fans in their hands blocked Zhu Ping'an and others' retreat, and surrounded them upstairs without any explanation.
Downstairs is the world, upstairs is heaven.
When Zhu Pingan went upstairs, he happened to see the singer upstairs dancing the red sleeve dance. She was as light as a swallow, with lotus steps supporting the wind. Walking, as if a fairy was contaminated with the breath of the world, Chunxin moved.
It was completely different from modern singing and dancing, so Zhu Pingan took a second look at it because of the novelty.
But in the eyes of those who are interested, it means that a bumpkin from a remote mountain has never seen the world, and a singer is already obsessed with it. What kind of elegance can he be.
Sure enough, what I and others had inquired about was exactly the same. Some students and scholars from other counties upstairs smiled at each other.
"Cough cough cough, we are here to meet friends this time, next time, next time we will come to participate in the poetry meeting together." Uncle Zhu Shouren saw the students and scholars from other counties upstairs sitting at seven or eight tables, and faintly felt that something was wrong, so he said decline.
A long-sleeved and good at dancing student in Jiangning County laughed and said: "We meet friends through poetry, and we are all friends here. Besides, where are your friends, we will ask people to come together."
The other students and scholars sitting on the table also gathered around one after another, pulling and pulling, and they couldn't help but crowd Zhu Ping'an and others onto the big middle table, as enthusiastic as meeting long-lost relatives, Especially when he glanced at Zhu Pingan from time to time, as if he was a rare commodity.
Uncle's friends were also warmly invited out of a private room. These students and scholars from other counties wished that the more people there were, the better. The more people there were, the bigger the ugliness and noise would be in Huaining County. That's more to think about one or two.
Uncle’s friend is a fat man with a big belly and small eyes. You can’t find the eyeballs when you squint.
After everyone saw the ceremony, the fat man sat next to the uncle, whispered to the uncle and the others, and finally glanced at Zhu Pingan with a strange look. Then I saw that the uncle and several villagers looked a little embarrassed, and they all looked at Zhu Ping'an with blame and complaints.
It seems that they already know what these students and scholars from other counties are doing.
there is always a solution to a problem.
Like a normal person, Zhu Pingan started to deal with the plate of drunk crabs in front of him after sitting at the table. Before seeing China on the tip of his tongue, he coveted the drunk crabs in Shanghai, but he never had a chance. Now the drunk crabs are How can I bear it in front of myself.
Uh
It is true that there is no difference like the rumors, gluttonous, idiot.
Students and scholars from several other counties looked sideways at Zhu Pingan's indecent appearance of eating two big crabs in succession.
Uncle Zhu Shouren and others also wanted to stay away from Zhu Ping'an, blushing.
The poetry meeting held in Jingxianlou was prepared long ago by students from Tongcheng, Taihu, Wangjiang and other counties. Getting to know each other, I didn't expect the joy to come from the sky. I heard that when Zhu Pingan and other students from Huaining County were heading to the Jingxian Building, the students from other counties discussed it. Ugly.
So, some people went downstairs to stop Zhu Ping'an and the others from just passing by; Several well-known sages in the county, I hope they can come, so that everyone's comments will be more convincing.
Because the caller hadn't come back yet, the students and scholars in other counties also endured their attacks, but waited for the crowd to arrive before sending out a thunderous blow to Zhu Pingan and other Huaining County people.
So, now everyone is having a lot of fun communicating with each other, and the atmosphere is very good, which is called warm-up.
Singing and dancing to promote peace, swords are on the verge of breaking out.
(end of this chapter)