Songfengguan is located on the bank of Cuiye Lake in Xicheng District, not too far from the Laoshan Academy, and its geographical location is just right. The surrounding scenery is pleasant and the environment is quiet, and the incense is also quite strong in this vein.
Several inns near Laoshan Academy were already full of people, so Wang Yan and the others could only go to the inn to stay in the distance. Unexpectedly, they happened to encounter such a Taoist temple on the way, so they simply stayed in.
As the so-called Taoist family in the world, they explained their intentions, and after entering the incense, Guanzhu ordered the disciples to arrange a room for them.
After having lunch and resting for a while, the old Taoist priest handed Wang Yan a reply and asked him to immediately send it to Laoshan Academy in order to prepare for tomorrow's scholar conference.
This conference was held for three days in total. The main content of the period was the assessment of new disciples within the academy, the exchange of students from the academies, and finally the exchange meeting of famous scholars from all over the world.
Visitors came from all over the world. In addition to those invited by the palace, there were also some unsolicited literati.
The purpose of these people coming here is mostly for the second item of the conference, and this is the highlight of this conference.
It is more appropriate to say that it is a competition rather than a competition among the disciples of the academy, because those who stand out in the competition will not only be favored by the imperial court, but will also be awarded the title of Laoshan Academy.
For example, the title of the talented Jiangnan scholar He Huailiang, known as "Poetry Jun", with just these two words, brings great prestige and benefits.
What's more, his title was not conferred by Laoshan Academy, but by Qingteng Academy, one of the four major academies.
Once this thing is obtained, fame is only a trivial matter, and in the future, there will be inexhaustible glory and wealth, and even the imperial examinations will give you some incomparable privileges compared to ordinary scholars.
Since this scholar conference is no trivial matter, once the conference is held, celebrities from all walks of life will gather, and there will be many arty people from all over the city to watch.
In order to ensure the order of the conference and prevent villains from taking the opportunity to enter and make trouble, the Laoshan Academy has registered and authenticated all visitors, thereby dividing the regional identities.
There are guests with invitations, literati who are certified by the academy or government, and celebrities from other countries. They are purely for watching and watching.
Among the invited guests, before the conference starts, they need to submit a reply letter to the Academy. After confirming that the person has arrived, the area and identity to which they belong will be arranged.
The identities of guests are roughly divided into two types, one is a judge, who is specially for the discussion and comments of various scholars, and the other is a guest of the ceremony, which is equivalent to a special guest.
Although the conference will only start tomorrow, there are already a lot of people gathered in front of the door today.
Various protective equipment has been set up on the periphery of the Academy, and the venue inside has also been laid out. At first glance, one can't help but feel awe.
After Wang Yan submitted the reply, he waited for about half an hour, and the internal staff completed the verification, and respectfully presented him two wooden plaques with the logo of Laoshan Academy.
In the center of the wooden plaques, the words "Chief Guest" are engraved.
In the next three days, these two wooden plaques will play their unique role, not only as a proof of admission to the palace, but also to enjoy all the meals and entertainment in the palace.
After completing what the master explained, Wang Yan no longer stayed, and walked towards Songfengguan along the road.
There are people coming and going, and the hawkers' shouts are heard from time to time, and the air is filled with the aroma of wine and vegetables from the restaurant, which makes people laugh.
Thinking back to the city in his previous life, Wang Yan couldn't help feeling a little bit in his heart.
"crash..."
Walking to the door of a high-rise building, a piece of rice paper suddenly fell from the sky, and was blown directly to Wang Yan's face by the wind.
Wang Yan's vision was blocked, so he instinctively stretched out his hand to take a picture, but he didn't pay too much attention. The paper fell to the ground, and he stepped on it with one foot.
"stop!"
Before taking two steps, suddenly several luxuriously dressed Confucian sons rushed out of the restaurant on his side, and regardless of the reason, they immediately surrounded him.
"Oh! Young Master He's poem! Such a wonderful work, to be trampled on by lay people, it's really insulting! It's insulting!"
One of the men in brocade clothes quickly stepped forward, picked up the paper that Wang Yan had just stepped on, and carefully wiped away the dust with a distressed look on his face.
"You Taoist priest is so rude, how dare you insult He Gongzi's poems, come here, bring him up, and apologize to He Gongzi!"
A scholar in green robe glared at Wang Yan, and with an order, the two servants who were following him immediately stepped forward and grabbed Wang Yan's arm.
Wang Yan is still a little inexplicable. I don't know what's going on
These people are unreasonable. They come up with an accusation first, and then ask him to apologize. Which big man did he offend
Although they didn't understand the situation, since they were going to use force, they were not easy to bully, so they waved their arms, and the two attendants only felt a huge force coming, their mouths numb, and they couldn't help but go backwards. two steps.
"Dare to ask your Excellency, what kind of kingly law did Xiaodao commit to make a few people so angry, and even to use force against Xiaodao, is it just because he stepped on a piece of waste paper?"
As soon as he showed his skill, this group of young masters were stunned for a moment.
However, these words also completely ignited their anger.
"What is it? Waste paper? You... how dare you say... this is waste paper? If you speak rudely and insult the reputation of a talented person, if this kind of person is not severely punished, what kind of face will I have in my life to be a saint in the future?"
The hands of the man in the golden robe holding the rice paper trembled a little, he turned towards Wang Yan, his face was red with anger, and he scolded loudly.
The movement here naturally attracted the attention of passers-by around, and they came over with a bit of curiosity. When I heard that the poems of "Shi Jun" in Jiangnan were called waste paper by the little Taoist priest in front of them, they couldn't help but point their fingers together. Qi pointed at him and scolded along with those rich Confucian scholars.
"Shanno Villager, if you trample on Mr. He's poems, it is like insulting Mr. He, insulting Mr. He, just like insulting the students of my generation. If you don't apologize today, I will definitely send you to office. severely punished."
The Confucian scholar in green robe took advantage of the situation to catch fire, and said so decisively, which immediately attracted the surrounding companions and passers-by to agree.
Wang Yan looked at the rice paper in the hands of the men in Jinpao, and listened to the voices of Mr. He on the left and Mr. He on the right. After thinking about it for a while, he gradually understood in his heart.
He is famous for his poetry and prose, and also has the title of "Poetry Jun". Except for the He Huailiang who met on the street at noon, who else can have such a big battle!
Unexpectedly, if he didn't look for trouble, the trouble found him instead. If people were unlucky, they would be stuck in their teeth when drinking cold water.
Seeing this scene, Wang Yan couldn't help but think of some social phenomena in his previous life, and it seemed that the atmosphere of blind admiration was comparable.
Sure enough, there are brain residue fans, no matter what era.
What kind of genius He, such a high-profile publicity, does not know how to be modest and restrained, and uses his fame to gain wide benefits, sooner or later, he will suffer a big loss.
And after so long down the line, he didn't show up to mediate, instead he let it develop with the mentality of watching a good show. It can be seen that this person's character is really not very good.
Although he was able to forcibly escape, this trumped-up charge was firmly pinned on their head, and there might be some trouble at that time.
It seems that if he wants to retreat, it will not be easy.