The so-called poetry meeting is nothing more than a beneficiary who made a difference in the literary world of the Tang Dynasty and could make a name for themselves. The first so-called Qujiang poetry meeting was nothing more than a few angry young men who had finished the college entrance examination and had nothing to do after they had nothing to do, so they recited poems and wrote matches in the pleasure boats by the river. Perhaps because they were drunk, they actually made a wonderful poem that could be passed down through the ages. So they became famous for a while, so every year, the anger who failed the title went crazy here. Of course, this incident also attracted the attention of local officials. In order to guide these angry young men to focus on the right path, local officials invited some so-called literati and poets who had previously recited poems on the Qujiang River as a judge, which had been quite heavy in the minds of scholars, and became famous for a while.

Until the founding of the Tang Dynasty, the Qujiang Poetry Conference was not interrupted during the war. This is a strange story throughout the ages. As the war stopped and the country returned to normal, the banks of the Qujiang River became increasingly merchants from all over the world. The place where rich people showed their identities was also the opening of the Tang Dynasty, and the patronage of the great officials began to be visited by nobles, noble families, and even royal nobles.

Several brothers were planning to part with me. Just now, a waiter rushed up like a gust of wind and saluted us with joy:

"I don't know which little masterpiece was written by a young master?"

All the brothers looked at me, and I felt a little embarrassed. No matter what I said, it was to plagiarize the famous works of Du Fu. Of course, if you can't become famous, it would be meaningless.

"It was done by Ning, I wonder what questions the waiter has?"

"The villain dares not, so he will go to report to the Xiaoguo Gong! I will ask the Xiaoguo Gong to move to the Zuiyue Tower later. This year's Poetry Association Judgment Association personally commented on the Xiaoguo Gong."

The waiter came without a trace and went without a trace. In a blink of an eye, he ran downstairs, leaving us with no idea.

"Congratulations to Brother Ning!"

Huaiyu finally smiled now, and the gentleman was so handsome, but I didn’t know what was going on and was confused.

"Yes, there is actually a celebrity among us. Brother Guangcheng. Let's go with Brother Guangcheng later to see what the sour scholars look like. Haha!"

Huai Liang smiled badly, probably because he had copied the Four Books and Five Classics a little, and he hated the scholar who was full of words.

"Yes, yes, we'll go later to give Guangcheng a courage!" Du Gou drank a little too much, and now he was shaking his head and going downstairs.

Dedicated to Du Gou, everyone was about to go downstairs together, but at this time I was dizzy and stole a famous book. Now I became the top student in high school. I suddenly felt like I was the preview of the college entrance examination? I regret it, really regret it. We have always been famous all over the world for our low-key style. This time, Qujiang is the only one who is the world's most famous, so I'm afraid I'm not going to be low-key in the future.

The group came to Zuiyue Tower. Today, Zuiyue Tower has become the supreme glorious place in the hearts of scholars. Anyone who was invited here were all sluts full of ink. Just the dozens of people waving folding fans neatly downstairs made my scalp feel a little numb.

"Huaiyu, is this formation a bit exaggerated?"

"Haha, Guangcheng doesn't remember it? This time is just the same. The emperor arrived at Qujiang the next year, and this radius is like this for ten miles! Haha."

I stretched out my tongue. Compared to the super girl voices in later generations, I quickly found a place to lurk and make up my mind. No matter what, I insisted that it would be a chance gain, otherwise I would reveal my bottom then.

I am low-key, but some people are not, and Huai Liang is the one who makes trouble.

"Brother Guangcheng, let's go upstairs and wait for you!"

For a moment, all my eyes were focused on me, and I couldn't hide it anymore. I had to stand up and think that the scholars from all directions bowed their hands, apologized slightly, and they didn't dare to raise their chests and head up. They lowered their heads slightly. The scholars around me were a little turbulent, and they kept whispering. I guess they were asking who I was. Go upstairs quickly and didn't dare to stop for a moment. I felt that we also had the potential to be waiters. At least the speed and posture of going upstairs were very similar.

There are five floors of Zuiyue Tower. Today's Poetry Conference judges settled on these three floors. From a distance, I could see the boats and boats coming and going from Qujiang to see at a glance. I felt that this was a good place to review the navy.

"Whoever's name is reported by the person!"

There was a large round table on the third floor, and several old men with mottled hair were sitting. One of them asked in a deep voice when he saw me enter.

Arrogant, his tone and expression were not arrogance in general, and I felt a little unhappy right now. I was still a little older when I thought about it, so I quickly replied:

"My younger generation Ning Wen!"

"Can you have fame?"

A light sentence from the old man with a long hair and a young face, was completely contemptuous.

"Shenquan County"

I took out my title and saw what the old guys reacted, and I was even more capable of pretending than me.

"The second son of Duke Lu"

"I'm the only son of the British man"

"The second son of the Duke of Liang"

"The eldest son of Laozi, Duke Lai"

For a moment, the entire third floor was silent. Several judges quickly restrained their contempt and indifferent eyes, and each of them became energetic.

"Haha, I don't know that you are a meritorious person. Wang has neglected and neglected. Come on, please come on, please attend the seat!"

You are not polite, so you sat down with a big thorn. Maybe it was because you had excessive drinking before and the cool breeze blew, your brain was a little painful and a little irritable.

"You guys are today's judges. Our brother is the leader of today. Why don't you announce it to the public?"

Huai Liang sat down and went straight to the subject. Without being polite, he picked up a glass of wine on the table and drank it directly. He looked around and took the wine pot from the front of Mr. Wang and drank it himself. It seemed that he had just been pretending to be in the princess's pleasure boat and drank a few less sips.

"That's right, our brothers are waiting for you to speak. Let's announce it now. We are going to prepare to hold a banquet for Brother Guangcheng and have fun."

Brother Jingye pretended to behave and picked up the wine glass, and didn't pour it into his mouth. He just drew circles on his lips. To put it bluntly, he was pretending. Unexpectedly, so many people I have made friends with actually Qin Huaiyu had never shown up, including the legendary Fang Mou Duan, who liked to show off. Could it be that humans have had the habit of showing off since ancient times, or did everyone enjoy showing off?

"That's of course, but the Qujiang Poetry Club has always needed to write a poem in this Zuiyue Tower, which has comforted the heroes of the seniors. Haha, let's ask Ning County to write a poem to everyone!"

A slightly young middle-aged scholar beside Mr. Wang said with a smile, his tone was very warm and he had no slight arrogant attitude.

Oh, as expected, I still want to plagiarize the ancient poems. I really want to leave, but looking at the brothers looking expectant, forget it, let's do our best. I'm sorry, who let us travel through time? God's arrangements can't be blamed on us.

I was pretending to be so bad that I also got this problem. I was walking back and forth in the hall, and I was almost folding fan. Sometimes I looked up and sometimes buried my head. Anyway, it gave people a feeling that I was thinking seriously, conceiving, and constantly rolling in my mind with the poems I remembered. If I wanted to do it, I would do it with a big vote. I would be sorry to Du Fu.

"The river goes east, the waves wash away, and the eternal heroes. To the west of the old building, the humanity is: Zhou Lang's red cliff in the Three Kingdoms. The rocks penetrate the sky, the waves slam the shore, and thousands of snow are rolled up. The country is like a painting, and there are many heroes at the moment. I remember Gongjin back then, when Xiao Qiao first got married, his heroic figure was heroic. He was a feather fan and auspicious scarf, and while chatting and laughing, the masts and oars were destroyed. My hometown is wandering, and I should laugh at me for a long time. Life is like a dream, and I will be scattered with the moon in the river."

After chanting for a long time, he pretended to be immersed in the artistic conception of poetry. He was in a daze and really arrived at the edge of the Red Cliff, witnessed the deeds of various heroes with his own eyes, and then smiled and greeted the stunned judges.

The brothers are still very happy. As soon as we finished the performance, a burst of warm applause sounded. The brothers who were still ink in their belly, led by dedication, looked envious and proud. Of course, Huai Liang and Du Gou came out. Although they were stroking their hands with joy, a trace of ignorance flashed in their eyes. A rough man is a rough man, and these profound knowledge cannot be understood for a while.
Chapter completed!