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After a while.
I saw Xiao Wuzi breathing heavily: "He has become an immortal, he has become an immortal."
At that moment, it was not just the manager who was paying attention to Xiao Wuzi. Everyone in the store and outside the store heard the noise just now, and all eyes were on Xiao Wuzi.
Seeing that the child was talking nonsense instead of talking about important matters, the steward immediately asked, "Did you get the poem?"
Xiao Wuzi took a deep breath, nodded, and quickly took out a piece of paper from his arms.
The steward saw that there was only one piece of paper and became anxious: "Just one piece of paper?"
Xiao Wuzi nodded: "Well, that eunuch will give me one."
Upon hearing this, the people around frowned and looked at the manager, obviously wanting an explanation.
The steward became even more anxious.
However, there was a calm person who asked, "What do you mean by becoming an immortal?"
Xiao Wuzi took a breath again, and then said: "It was just a poem, and then the eunuch said that Miss Chang'an became an immortal, so she wrote a poem, and no one else wrote a poem."
As soon as these words came out.
Everyone inside and outside the store was stunned.
Then, the rough and fierce-looking scholar on the second floor clapped his hands and shouted excitedly: "The winner!! Miss Chang'an has won the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet!"
Chapter 109 The Palace Banquet Ends
Everyone heard it.
Shocked, he immediately looked at the waiter Xiao Wuzi of Qingya Restaurant.
To be precise, he was looking at the paper in Xiao Wuzi's hand.
Xiao Wuzi suddenly felt the eyes of the people around him change. He was startled and hurriedly handed the paper sent from the palace to his own shopkeeper.
After the steward took it, he looked at the scholars around him who were looking at him like tigers, wolves, jackals and leopards, and immediately shouted: "Please wait a moment, I will recite it, and then I will have someone copy it and hang it in the hall."
Having said that, the steward immediately spread out the paper.
There were only a few hundred words on the paper.
but
At the moment when the steward recited it.
It suddenly became quiet inside and outside the store.
Even if someone took a breath, they would immediately be glared at, and then continue to savor the taste.
Just a few hundred words.
From the moment they heard the first sentence, everyone was shocked, until the end, everyone was mesmerized.
Even after the steward had finished reading, he, who could not be considered a scholar because he only knew a few words, stood there in a daze for unknown reasons.
As for the readers present.
Quiet~~~
It was quiet inside and outside the store.
Snapped!
Finally, someone sat on the stool and said with a smile: "When will the bright moon appear? I drink wine and ask the sky. When will the bright moon appear? This poem was published, and the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet in previous years... No, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival poems and lyrics that no one could surpass, and all the previous poems were abandoned."
Someone else picked up the wine glass, looked down at the reflection in the small cup, and said infatuatedly: "Dancing with the shadow, how can it be like Miss Chang'an in the human world? Could it be that she is really a banished immortal?"
Someone smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This is the best work, it really deserves the title, this Mid-Autumn Festival poem is a masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages! I am sincerely convinced."
Someone who had previously shouted that Meng Shaoan should win the first prize said with a smile, "Don't even mention the whole poem. The line 'May we live long and share the beauty of the moon, even though we are thousands of miles apart' is something we couldn't think of no matter how hard we tried. Miss Changan is worthy of being a banished immortal."
A scholar raised his glass and said, "On such a fine day, we are able to hear such a masterpiece. Gentlemen, please join me in toasting Miss Chang'an!"
Someone stood up and said with a smile, "Let's toast to Miss Chang'an and ask whether the moon will be full tomorrow!"
Immediately, everyone burst into laughter.
But they all picked up the wine glasses in their hands, and after a while, whether on the second floor or the first floor, or those who brought their own drinks outside, all raised their glasses.
Of course, it is worthwhile to hear this masterpiece!
Drink one glass.
There were sounds of exclamation and surprise, one after another.
The manager was used to seeing these scholars and didn't think anything of it. After all, that was the sentiment of scholars, just like he would get excited when he saw silver, so he understood.
So he quickly asked someone to make a copy and hang it in the hall.
But looking at these people's appearance, the steward also savored it carefully. He didn't quite understand the meaning, but he felt that the last sentence "I hope you will live a long time, and we will share the beautiful beauty together" is very well written.
"Boss, give me another half pound of wine and a boiled chicken. Under such a bright moon, how can we share the beauty of the moon without drinking?"
At this time, someone shouted.
Upon hearing this, the manager immediately called the waiter.
"There should be no hatred, why does the moon always appear full when we are parting? It's wonderful. It is truly a masterpiece that deserves to be the best. I am convinced, I am convinced! Boss, give me another two taels of wine! Today, I will not go home until I am drunk with you all!"
"Boss, quickly have someone make a copy and hang it up in the lobby!"
……
The manager was delighted by the shouting and immediately called the waiter to go to the kitchen to urge the customers.
He doesn't care what the poetry is like. As long as he thinks it sounds nice and beautiful, that's enough.
As for other
The manager really doesn't care. He only cares about how much money this group of scholars can spend here tonight.
but
Looking at Xiao Wuzi who was still resting on the side, the steward asked, "Didn't anything interesting happen at the palace banquet?"
Xiao Wuzi shook his head: "I asked, and the eunuch said that it was a big event, so I shouldn't ask too much, and I would know it when I should know it. Then he gave me this poem and let me go. But I saw that eunuch looked like something big had happened, so I didn't dare to ask too much, so I took the poem and ran back."
The manager frowned slightly, feeling a little regretful, because if there was nothing to talk about, he always felt that he would lose a lot in business. There were many things going on in the early winter poetry meeting before, so it was so lively.
Xiao Wuzi thought for a moment and said, "But I asked the eunuch, and he said that Miss Chang'an really liked to eat grilled lamb chops today."
Upon hearing this, the steward rolled his eyes and deliberately raised his voice to ask, "What, Miss Chang'an really likes grilled lamb chops today?"
When the scholars heard this, they were all startled.
At this time, the servant arranged by the manager seemed to understand something and immediately shouted: "Under the bright moon, such a masterpiece was created. Boss, give me half a pound of roasted lamb chops. I am not even one-tenth or one-twelfth as talented as Miss Chang'an, but eating the same dishes as Miss Chang'an, we can be considered as being touched by the spirit of the gods."
As soon as these words came out.
Some of the scholars were startled and immediately started asking for lamb chops.
When the steward saw that they had fallen into the trap, he became delighted and immediately asked the kitchen staff to prepare food for everyone.
When he saw that the copyist had finished writing it, he hung it up in the hall immediately and also sent a copy to the place where poems were hung on the second floor.
Seeing this poem "When Will the Bright Moon Appear", everyone was deeply moved and exclaimed in amazement again and again.
but
Everyone was a little disappointed that what happened at the palace banquet was not spread.
After all, it would be interesting if there were endless interesting things happening like at the early winter poetry gathering.
But then I thought, it was a palace banquet after all, how could anything wonderful happen? At most, it was probably that Miss Chang'an received some reward or something like that, so I didn't talk about it much.
Continue to appreciate poetry and discuss Su Changan.
"I heard that many dignitaries are concerned about Miss Chang'an's marriage, and some have even followed the Minister of the Central Secretariat to the Central Secretariat."
"Everyone, let me put this out there, no one is worthy of Miss Chang'an!"
"Brother Zhang, be careful with your words. If His Majesty wants to marry Miss Chang'an, what do you think?"
The person who had just said that smiled bitterly and drank a glass of wine as a punishment.
But at this time, someone at another table said, "If Your Majesty wants to marry her, and they both love each other, wouldn't it be a good story?"
"Hahahaha, you guys are going a little too far. How can we discuss His Majesty's marriage? We can't talk about it anymore."
"I don't know what Miss Chang'an looks like. I really want to see her face."
……
The second floor is located.
The burly, slightly ferocious Brother Liu was deeply moved: "Such a good-looking, such a literary talent, and such a good character, Brother Li, after today, everyone will probably say that Miss Chang'an is a fairy."
The young man named Li Ziyu smiled and said, "It seems that Miss Chang'an has never been an immortal here, Liu Xuan."
Liu Xuan was stunned when he heard this, but he immediately realized that it was his classmate who was teasing him. He smiled and sighed again: "Li Ziyu, the best, this is the best in the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet. With his outstanding figure, he surpasses his peers in literary talent. There was an early winter poetry gathering, and another one in the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet. He is truly the double champion! I remember Xun Siye, he only had one Shangyuan poetry gathering?"
Li Ziyu was also full of emotion: "In the past, Xun Siye had a clear literary talent, so he surpassed half of his peers in literary talent, and he was already an extraordinary person. Now, a poem about plum blossoms, a poem about beauty, and a few lines about snow have made us dare not write these three kinds of poems. Now a poem about Mid-Autumn Festival has completely surpassed us. You tell me, how do Yan Shu and others feel in the palace? Zijian and Sanbai are very sure that they must get a rank to let those powerful people see the children of poor families."
When he said this, Li Ziyu turned his head and looked at the poem When Will the Moon Rise? Especially when he saw the last line, he immediately smiled bitterly and said, "Why should I worry about the three of them? Miss Chang'an has directly suppressed all of us."
Liu Xuan's face turned serious at this time: "Li Ziyu, don't you dare to think too much! There is no first in literature. Miss Chang'an is very talented in literature. That's Miss Chang'an's strength. We admire her and don't do those bullshit things like writers look down on each other. She is strong! But we should take Miss Chang'an as our goal and chase after her bravely. We must not be discouraged! We must not lose the righteousness in our hearts!"
Li Ziyu suddenly realized what was going on after hearing this. He punished himself with a drink and said, "Thank you, Brother Liu. But should I copy a poem and wait for Yan Shu and the others outside the palace gate? I am now very interested in how they all reacted when they heard this poem."
Liu Xuan was stunned for a moment, then immediately said, "I'm very interested in Xun Siye's reaction. Finish this cup, and go and wait!"
……
The bright moon outside the palace has begun to dissipate across the city.
During this process, the palace banquet ended late at night.
Today's palace banquet.