As soon as the competition started, the atmosphere at the scene immediately became lively. All the literati were gearing up and showing off their special skills, lest they fall behind others.
Shen Changge and several officials' disciples were sitting high in the stands, changing glasses, drinking and chatting. It seemed very comfortable. As usual, the competition started with a warm-up song and elegant dance, and then there were several in a row. Well-known scholars and scholars presented their poems for public comment, but overall their calligraphy attainments and poetry writing standards were extremely ordinary.
At this time, a scholar in white clothes suddenly walked slowly from the crowd. He walked to the venue without being humble or arrogant, and then clasped his hands in his fists and said: "I am Mo Bai, a native of Qingzhou. I would like to present my humble work. I invite all the great men in the literary world and noble families to give me some advice." !”
As soon as he finished speaking, two restaurant waiters quickly took Mo Bai's manuscript and unfolded it carefully. There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.
I saw the poem on the paper. The pen was strong and powerful, the iron painting was painted with silver hook, and it penetrated into the wood three-thirds. It was a straight seven-character quatrain.
“The beautiful day brings beauty to the shores of Surabaya, and the boundless scenery is new for a while.
It is easy to recognize that in the east wind, there is always spring in a thousand colors. "
"What a poem!" The audience couldn't help but cheer, and then others followed suit. Shen Changge had just been drinking with the other princes. After returning to the royal city, he has been drinking almost every day these days. Unfortunately, , the wine filled my heart with sorrow, only to turn into endless lovesickness.
That's why he came to this "fragrance tasting party", wondering if this famous Baihua Brewing could really help people get drunk and relieve their worries!
He had paid special attention to Mo Bai when he announced that his family name was from Qingzhou. Now that he looked at his calligraphy and poems, they were indeed of the highest quality, so he stood up and applauded with everyone.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he said "good", he immediately caused a commotion in the venue.
"Wow, Shen Changge! It's Shen Changge!"
"Is that person the young Marquis Shen Changge? Wow, he is really handsome!"
"Not only is he handsome, he is so handsome. Wow, I really like him!"
The maid next to her saw that her young lady was almost drooling, so she quickly reminded her in a low voice: "Miss, be reserved, be reserved!"
Unexpectedly, the young lady said directly: "I also want to be reserved, but I can't stand the young Marquis because he is so alluring and I can't control him at all!"
After speaking, he wiped a handful of saliva with his hand.
In fact, Shen Changge didn't dress up specially today, he just casually wore a moon-white dark coat that was not luxurious. It still had black patterned cloud sleeves and a gold-woven white jade buckle tied around his waist, hanging from the buckle. A round jade pendant.
He was standing in the middle of the stands at the moment, holding a glass of sake and sipping it. Under the light in the hall, his face was extremely handsome, and his temples were as sharp as a knife. He looked very gentle and jade-like on the outside, but his eyes were careless. The brilliance revealed is something that should not be underestimated. Her thick black hair is held up high by a jade crown. Under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows is a pair of sultry eyes. Her nose is high and her red lips are moderately thick. Tempting the hearts of many girls in this restaurant.
The girls who were already standing far away squeezed their way up to the second floor, hoping to get a closer look at the elegance of the No. 1 young master in the north. However, it was difficult to see clearly due to the huge crowds and the bustling people going by. She couldn't help but let out a long sigh and said with emotion: "Oh, It’s really the distance between life and death!”
The young uncle Ling Xiaoran next to him spurted out a mouthful of wine when he heard this. He smiled at Shen Changge and said: "Yes, yes, yes, here is the No. 1 Young Master of Beilin, Shen Hou, sitting in the battle. I think all the Baihua Brewing is in vain." Well, if the owner of Chang'an Restaurant tells the outside world that whoever wins will get the attention of Mr. Shen Xiaohou, I am afraid that all the women in Beilin Middle School will forget their restraint and all of them will have their heads broken!"
"Well, maybe for the sake of the young Marquis, how many female champions will come out of me in the north? Everyone is vying to attract the attention of our Marquis Shen with their poems!" Fang Yizhi, the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion on the other side, also joked. .
Shen Changge just smiled lightly when he heard this, then raised his glass to Ling Xiaoran and Fang Yizhi and said, "Uncle Guo and Prince Fang, please stop joking about Changge. The wine today is really good. You two might as well drink a few more glasses!"
After saying that, he drank a few more drinks. The attendant Shen An who was waiting beside him quickly reminded him: "Sir, Baihua Nang is no more intoxicating than other wines. It's better for you to drink less."
Shen Changge felt that what he said was reasonable, so he nodded to him and immediately put down the wine cup in his hand.
At this time, two more scholars came on stage and took out their poems for everyone to comment on. Shen Changge also paid attention to them. Their skills were average, so he had no interest in commenting.
Unexpectedly, one of the young men in Tsing Yi was staring at Shen Changge intoxicatedly because of the girl he liked. He was jealous and wanted to rub off on the popularity of the No. 1 young man in Beilin, so he turned directly towards the stands. Shen Changge held up his hands and said, "I wonder if I could ask Mr. Shen Xiaohou to comment on my humble work?"
All the girls suddenly became excited after hearing this, and the bold girl said directly to Shen Changge: "Little Marquis, if you think his poems are good, I am willing to spend a hundred gold to buy them!"
"I'm willing to spend five hundred gold to buy it!"
"A thousand gold coins!"
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The bidding continued under the stands, and Uncle Ling Guo was already admiring Shen Changge.
"Say, Lord Shen, what kind of drugs have you given to these young people? Look, aren't they all crazy? I feel like I'm just a little bit worse than you, so why aren't there any beautiful girls who are obsessed with this? What about me?"
At this moment, Shen Changge also felt that his face was full of black lines. This scholar's poems could barely be said to be above the average level. Normally, he could pick out the advantages and comment on them first, and then slightly point out some shortcomings, so that the scholar would not be inferior. If you don't get to the stage, you won't be complacent. But now, due to my own reasons, this ordinary poem has been sold at a high price, which is really ridiculous.
Now that the scholar sincerely invited the invitation in public, and everyone responded enthusiastically, Shen Changge could only smile lightly and walk down the stage. Amidst a burst of cheers from the girls, he picked up the scholar's poem and began to read it leisurely.
"Flowers are falling everywhere in the Spring City, and the east wind blows the willows in the cold weather.
At dusk, the Han Palace is illuminated by white candles, and light smoke scatters into the house of the Five Marquises."
"Yes, the contrast is neat, the rhyme is strict, it's mediocre, mediocre, mediocre, mediocre, but it's a good poem!" Shen Changge said with a smile.
The scholar was overjoyed when he heard this, and faced the audience with a look of arrogance on his face. Seeing this, Shen Changge couldn't help but shake his head secretly in his heart.
At this time, the girl has fulfilled her promise and is ready to spend a lot of money to buy this poem.
Seeing this, Shen Changge smiled again and said: "Don't be anxious, everyone. This young master's poems are indeed good, but Shen felt that if he made some small changes, it would definitely be better. So he picked up the poem on the table. The pen and ink are swung with a big stroke, and the power is not lost, the posture is stretched but not exaggerated, the handwriting is flowing like clouds, and the strokes are like vast clouds.
As soon as he finished writing, the waiter in the restaurant quickly spread his hands and raised them above his head for everyone to see. Many people in the crowd had already started reading.
“There are flowers flying everywhere in the spring city, and the cold east wind keeps the willows from slanting.
At dusk, candles were passed around the Han Palace, and light smoke dispersed into the house of the Five Marquises. "
"Okay, good change!"
"Hou Shen is mighty!"
Everyone in the literary world who is already good at ink couldn't help but admire it. Only a small change of five words made the artistic conception of the whole article more profound immediately. Moreover, Shen Changge's calligraphy was also excellent, which can be described as fresh and elegant, strong and soft at the same time. Economic.
"It seems that this young lady's daughter is not unjust at all!"
People around him also began to agree.
The scholar's face was green and white at the moment. Although he felt in his heart that Shen Changge's revised poem was indeed better, he just didn't want to admit it in public. He said coldly: "Master Shen Changge arbitrarily changed the poems that others had worked hard to write." , I’m afraid it’s not very appropriate!”
Shen Changge shook his head secretly when he heard this, and thought to himself, you just asked me to comment by name, but you are not happy when I express my opinions. It seems that you are not a big scholar.
Therefore, he was not prepared to quarrel with him any longer, and quickly clasped his hands in his fists and said, "Young Master, please forgive me, it was Chang Ge who was rude!"
The eyes of the audience below were sharp. Most people began to complain about Shen Changge. Uncle Ling Guo even threw his wine glass and said, "I'm sorry, what the hell!"
Shen Changge didn't want to make the matter bigger and deviate from the original intention of the restaurant owner's "Incense Tasting Party", so he quickly stopped it and said: "To make friends through literature, everyone should express their opinions, and we don't need to take each other too seriously!"
After saying that, he went straight back to the stands, and the competition quickly returned to its original excitement under the mediation of the restaurant staff. But at this time, Shen Changge was already losing interest and was thinking about finding some excuse to leave so as not to cause trouble again.
He kept looking around, thinking about what kind of reasonable reason he should find. Suddenly a figure flashed in front of him, and suddenly there was a thunder in his mind.
"Qingxuan! How is that possible!"
Qingcheng was really bored in the palace these days. This morning, she heard the palace maid Hongyu mention that there was a "Xiang Tasting Party" in the royal city today, which was very lively, so she asked Hongyu to buy the relationship and pretended to be a palace maid to hang out with Hongyu. The team responsible for purchasing today secretly left the palace.
But because they were afraid of being discovered, they made all kinds of troubles and wasted time along the way. When they finally arrived at Chang'an Restaurant, the place was already crowded with people. Hongyu protected Qingcheng and squeezed in the crowd. She was so stunned that she couldn't clearly see the people on the stage. After the performance, it was almost time to purchase the palace maid and return to the palace. Qingcheng was disappointed, but she had no choice but to be pulled away by Hongyu.
But she didn't want to be seen by Shen Changge who was looking around at the moment she left. Changge was immediately surprised and happy. He flew directly from the high platform and jumped down, and then quickly disappeared into the restaurant, attracting everyone in the building. Jaw-dropped, all the girls screamed in surprise.
Fang Shizi smiled and said to Uncle Ling Guo who had not yet reacted: "This Baihua Brewing is really powerful, even Chang Ge is drunk!"
Uncle Ling Guo laughed and said, "I think he was intoxicated by the fragrance of beauties filling the building!"
When Shen An saw Chang Ge suddenly flying out of the restaurant, and heard that Fang Shizi and Uncle Ling Guo said that his young master was drunk, Shen An quickly jumped up and flew out of the restaurant, causing another exclamation in the building.
"Is "flying" popular in the royal city these days? Can't you even walk well?"
The restaurant owner Gu Youzhi couldn't help but sigh.