Chapter 711: Poetry Gathering at Fujian Guild Hall
The next morning, Sun Shan got up early and had a vegetarian meal.
Afterwards, he received red envelopes from Minister He and Old Madam He.
Since Sun Shan was already married, he also wanted to give out red envelopes.
When I see the kid from the He family, I send him some. The benefits are not much, but they also represent New Year's blessings.
Of course Sun Shan will be more detailed.
Jiao'er, the benefits given to the Ke'er brothers and sisters are the same, the closer they are, the more they will be given.
When he saw the servants of the He family, Sun Shan also gave them a pair of small red envelopes, wishing them a happy new year and good luck.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the weather was very good. Sun Shan led a group of three from the Sun family to go out and play with Qian Yingyang and Zhu Pengyun.
When Jiujin saw this, he rolled over and wanted to go out with Sun Shan.
How could Sun Shan give him the chance to pester him? Seeing the small ball rolling over from a distance, he immediately led Gui Ge'er and the other two to jump out of the door, and then immediately asked the servants to close it.
Less than a second later, a crying voice came from the He family's house: "Uncle Shan, you bad man, I won't play with you anymore, I want to go out, I want to go out."
Sun Shan whispered: "Amitabha, Jiujin, just stay at home and enjoy yourself."
Because it’s the New Year, everything is red and everyone’s face is filled with the joy of the New Year.
Yuelu F3 wanders on the streets, looking east and west, and looking wherever there is something new.
When you get tired, find a teahouse to rest.
But the teahouse was crowded and noisy. Sun Shan and his companions were surrounded by the hustle and bustle, and their hearts were also bustling.
After tea, we went out to see the lanterns.
There are lanterns of various colors hung everywhere, and there is also an activity of guessing lantern riddles.
However, these are only suitable for children or boys and girls to play. A talented scholar like Sun Shan would of course go to the poetry meeting.
Sun Shan didn't want to go to the poetry reading in the first place. If he had wanted to go, he would have gone with He Shujun and others a long time ago.
As a result, after going around in circles, Qian Yingyang and Zhu Pengyun took him to a poetry reading.
Poetry gatherings are usually held in gardens or teahouses such as Zhuangyuanlou.
Before every imperial examination, some merchants would use the gimmick of appreciating scholars to contribute people, materials and funds to hold the event.
At this time, the most direct and effective way to attract candidates to participate in poetry competitions is to raise the reward.
There are three famous "Poetry Conferences": the Lanting Poetry Conference, the Xiyuan Gathering, and the Lilac Poetry Conference.
The Lanting Party is well known to everyone, with its music of wine and flowing water.
Wang Xizhi, Xie An, Sun Chuo and more than 40 others gathered beside the mountains and rivers. They released cups filled with wine from the upper reaches of the winding stream. The cups floated downstream with the current. When they reached the water, whoever drank from the cups wrote poems. Finally, all the poems were collected and published. Wang Xizhi's "Preface to the Lanting Poetry Collection" is the preface to the collection of poems.
The Xiyuan Gathering was held in Xiyuan, the private garden of Wang Shen, the son-in-law of the emperor, during the Northern Song Dynasty.
Su Shi, Su Zhe, Huang Tingjian, Mi Fu, Qin Guan, and Japanese Yuantong Master, among others, composed poems and discussed scriptures and doctrines. The famous poet and painter Li Gonglin depicted this scene and created the "Gathering of Elegant People in the Western Garden".
The Lilac Poetry Society originated from the Fayuan Temple in Beijing.
During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, poets chanted poems and sang in harmony during the spring outings. This activity has a history of a hundred years. Literary masters such as Ji Xiaolan, Gu Tinglin, Gong Zizhen, and Lin Zexu also participated in the poetry gatherings at Fayuan Temple. After the failure of the Reform Movement of 1898, Tan Sitong died bravely, and it is said that his body was also placed in this temple. The original copy of the preface to the Lanting Collection "The Elegant Gathering in the Western Garden" Partial picture of Li Gonglin in the Song Dynasty The poetry gatherings at Fayuan Temple in Beijing are still held. At this moment, the most famous poetry gathering is the "Poetry Gathering at the Eight Fujian Guild Hall".
Zhu Pengyun said excitedly: "Ashan, when I came out, the Bamin Guild Hall was already full of people. It should have started by now. Let's go and watch."
Qian Yingyang was so excited that he nodded repeatedly and said, "Three years ago, there was a grand poetry gathering at the Bamin Guild Hall. I thought it would be just as grand this year. Haha, I must go and see it."
Then he sighed and said, "Why doesn't our Guangnan Guild Hall hold poetry readings? We Guangnan students have to attend poetry readings held by other guild halls."
Sun Shan was also helpless about this problem.
The literary culture in Sunjia Village is not strong, and the same is true in Huangyang County and Zhangzhou Prefecture.
In fact, Guangnan’s literary style is not very popular.
There weren't many literary activities in their guild halls in the capital, and even if there were, the quality of participation was very poor, so they simply didn't hold any and instead went to attend other people's poetry gatherings.
But when it comes to food, Guangnan’s smart foodies immediately win over the guild halls in other places.
As soon as I entered the door, the person in charge of the guild asked me the first question: Have you eaten?
Then I will introduce to the novice candidates where to find cheap, delicious and authentic things in Beijing, and tell them not to be a swindler just because they have money.
In the end, both sides lamented that the food in Guangnan was more delicious than the food in their hometown.
Sun Shan didn't like crowded places, but Qian Yingyang and Zhu Pengyun were talking so lively that he couldn't help but want to go and see them.
Now that you are in Beijing, you must visit the poetry gathering at the Fujian Guild Hall.
So the three of them hurried to the guild hall.
When he arrived at the destination, he ran in quickly by virtue of Zhu Pengyun's identity as a Fujian student.
There were people crowded together, the air became turbid, the cold temperature immediately rose, and it became hot inside.
Sun Shan sighed and said, "There are so many people. It seems that everyone wants to come to participate in the poetry competition on the first day of the Lunar New Year at the Fujian Association Hall."
Zhu Pengyun raised his head and chest and said proudly: "Of course, the most famous poetry meeting in the capital is held by our Fujian Hall. Even the Jiangnan Hall is dwarfed by our Bamin Hall. It's like showing off one's skills in front of an expert."
Zhu Pengyun is tall and strong. Although he has shaved his beard, he looks like a rough man.
Because of his outstanding image, the staff of the club all knew him, so he was let in quickly by scanning his face when he came in just now.
Speaking so loudly at this time immediately attracted the attention of the talented man from Jiangnan.
In the end, he was glared at fiercely by a group of talented men from Jiangnan.
Sun Shan and Qian Yingyang immediately kept their distance from Zhu Pengyun and pretended not to know him.
He was afraid that the talented man from Jiangnan would beat Zhu Pengyun up and he would be implicated.
Zhu Pengyun looks very capable in fighting, but in reality he is just a show-off and a weak fighter.
He is not proficient in riding and archery. When a stone is broken on his chest, it is not the stone that is broken, but his body that is broken.
He couldn't carry anything on his shoulders, couldn't lift anything with his hands, and wasn't active, so he had no chance of winning if he was beaten up by a group of people.
Sun Shan and Qian Yingyang dodged to the side very conspicuously. It would be better for me to die than for my fellow Taoist to die. Peng Yun, you go and take the consequences.
As Sun Shan dodged, he stepped on someone's heel. The person exclaimed in surprise, and then everyone looked at each other.
Kong Yi said happily: "Brother Sun, you are here too? I wanted to ask you out, but I thought you had an event on New Year's Day, so I didn't call you. If I had known earlier, we would have gone together."
Sun Shan saw that Kong Yi was calm.
A scholar who likes to watch the fun and gossip everywhere, if he is not present at such a grand poetry gathering, it is very likely that he has a broken leg and cannot walk out.
Sun Shan smiled and said, "Brother Kong, you are here too? I thought you were going to attend the poetry meeting at the Shandong Guild Hall."
Kong Yi glanced at his companions, then looked around, and whispered, "Brother Sun, the poetry meeting held by our Shandong Guild Hall is good, but it is not as interesting as the one held by the Fujian Guild Hall. Haha, we just came here to play."
Kong Yi adheres to the principle of watching the fun, no matter how big the trouble is, and goes wherever there is excitement.