Wenyuan Pavilion. The Wenyuan Pavilion here is not the place where the "Complete Library in Siku" was stored in the Qing Dynasty a hundred years later, but an iconic restaurant in the capital of the Ming Dynasty and an ideal place for scholars and literati to drink.
To enter Wenyuan Pavilion, one must have talent and money.
Every day, a poem title is hung at the entrance of Wenyuan Pavilion, and people in the same industry are allowed to enter Wenyuan Pavilion only if they write poems according to the requirements. It is a bit similar to today's high-end clubs. In this way, the people who come to Wenyuan Pavilion are all literati and scholars, and the style is also improved.
Literati, officials, hermits, poets, monks and other scholars often came to Wenyuan Pavilion. If one was praised in Wenyuan Pavilion, his reputation would rise. For a time, everyone would rush to Wenyuan Pavilion, and it was considered a precious place to come.
Today, the Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi's "Remembering Jiangnan" hangs on the door of Wenyuan Pavilion: Jiangnan is beautiful, and I have known the scenery before. At sunrise, the flowers on the river are redder than fire, and in spring, the river water is as green as blue. How can I not remember Jiangnan
It is roughly based on this topic and style of writing poetry.
Zhu Ping'an and the other two came to the entrance of Wenyuan Pavilion, and all smiled slightly at the poem "Recalling Jiangnan" hanging at the entrance. The three of them bowed to each other and then the honest child Wang Shizhen was pushed out by Zhang Siwei and Zhu Ping'an to write a poem.
Wang Shizhen was indeed the leader of the Ming Dynasty literary world. After being pushed out by the two, he was not surprised. He just smiled slightly and walked forward. Without thinking, he wrote a poem "Remembering Jiangnan":
When the song begins, the setting sun turns half of the river red. The soft green pole adds to the plum rain, and the light yellow shirt resists the lotus silk wind. My home is in the east of the Five Lakes.
Wang Shizhen's "Recalling Jiangnan" is almost their best song today, so I couldn't help but cheer out loud.
"Plum rain, lotus root wind, Wen Sheng's poem can compete with Bai Juyi's poem." Zhang Siwei couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
"Don't give me that. I still have self-awareness. Compared to Bai Shimo, I am still far behind." Wang Shizhen shook his head slightly and said with a smile.
The demeanor of a gentleman.
In Zhu Ping'an and Wang Shizhen's eyes, they are the standard modest gentlemen of ancient times. They are not surprised by fame or disgrace, just like they walked out of an ink painting.
However, in the next second, Zhu Pingan took back this
"Ahem, I'm not familiar with them. Thank you all, I'll go upstairs first." After Wang Shizhen was allowed to enter Wenyuan Pavilion, he bowed to the scholar who served as the gate officer, and then smiled at Zhu Pingan and Wang Shizhen outside the door.
Originally, the rule of Wenyuan Pavilion was that if one person in the same group could produce a poem according to the requirements of the topic, all of them could be accepted into the pavilion. However, since Wang Shizhen came and they were not familiar with each other, it meant that they were not working together. Then, according to the rule of Wenyuan Pavilion, one of Zhu Ping'an and Zhang Siwei had to produce a poem "Remembering Jiangnan" before the poem could be accepted.
Then, Zhu Ping'an was pushed out by Zhang Siwei.
Zhu Pingan and Siwei smiled slightly, then stepped forward, picked up the brush, and wrote a poem "Remembering Jiangnan":
Jiangnan is beautiful. The city walls are rugged. There are only stone horses in front of the tomb, and bronze camels on the road.
. Yushu sings late at night.
This is a poem called Reminiscence of Jiangnan by Nalan Xingde of the Qing Dynasty. Among Nalan's poems, this one is not particularly outstanding. However, when Zhu Ping'an visited Nanjing in modern times, he wrote down the poem at a scenic spot and so he brought it here this time.
Although this poem is not very outstanding among Nalan's poems, it is still considered very outstanding among those who came to Wenyuan Pavilion today.
The gatekeeper couldn't help but exclaimed. Wang Shizhen's "Remembering Jiangnan" was lively and lively, describing his love for his hometown Jiangnan; Zhu Ping'an's "Remembering Jiangnan" was a meditation on the rise and fall of history. Both are excellent works.
"Haha, the first word before Wensheng's "Remembering Jiangnan" is "song", and the last word of your "Remembering Jiangnan" is also "song", so it's quite interesting to sing in unison."
After Zhang Siwei praised Zhu Ping'an's lyrics, he discovered that Wang Shizhen and Zhu Ping'an's lyrics were in harmony with each other, and he couldn't help but laugh and joked.
In response to Zhang Siwei, Zhu Pingan walked into Wenyuan Pavilion leisurely, and like Wang Shizhen, he bowed to the gate officer, then smiled at Zhang Siwei who wanted to walk into the pavilion together, and said the same words as Wang Shizhen:
"Ahem, I'm not familiar with the person outside the door. Thank you all for your help. I'll go upstairs first."
Then Zhu Ping'an caught up with Wang Shizhen, and they stood together in the hall, smiling at Zhang Siwei outside.
"You guys..." Zhang Siwei smiled and shook his head, then he also took up his pen and wrote a poem "Remembering Jiangnan":
The swallows of the south flutter in the wind over the embroidered curtains. In the ponds of February, the New Year's Day has passed, and the old nests in the palaces of the Six Dynasties are empty. They fly freely in the east and west.
The first half of the poem was sung in response to Wang Shizhen, and the second half was sung in response to Zhu Ping'an, which Zhang Siwei also wrote with ease.
Sure enough, those who can leave a name in history are not easy people, and they can write poems and essays easily. Today's incident made Zhu Ping'an have a better understanding of the celebrities in history. Those who leave a name in history are not simple people.
Naturally, the performance of this poem "Recalling Jiangnan" was well received by the gatekeepers. Zhang Siwei, smiling, caught up with Wang Shizhen and Zhu Ping'an and went up to Wenyuan Pavilion.
The three of them went up to Wenyuan Pavilion and found an empty seat to sit down. Zhang Siwei took charge and ordered eight dishes and a soup in one breath before stopping. Wang Shizhen on the side smiled but said nothing. Zhu Ping'an also ordered a jar of ten-year-old wine, which is Wenyuan Pavilion's signature dish, and asked the waiter to take the menu to the kitchen to prepare the dishes.
Inside the purse that Li Shu gave were three silver notes, each with a face value of fifty taels of silver, for a total of one hundred and fifty taels of silver. In modern times, that would be about one hundred thousand yuan in RMB, enough to pay for the cost even if the price of Qingdao prawns increased tenfold.
In Dream of the Red Chamber, a crab meal for so many people in the Jia family only cost 24 taels of silver, which even made Liu Laolao exclaim that it was enough for a small family to live for a year. Now, no matter how expensive this meal in Wenyuan Pavilion is, it will not be more expensive than a crab meal for the whole family in the Jia family.
Of course, Zhu Ping'an would not take Li Shu's money for nothing. He had some savings, so he would just go back and return it to Li Shu.
Wenyuan Pavilion served food very quickly. Before Zhu Ping'an and the others could finish chatting, the dishes they ordered arrived one after another.
"You heard what happened at the gate of the Marquis' Mansion just now. I can't drink too much. Just enjoy yourself." Zhu Ping'an poured a glass of wine for Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen each, and also poured a glass for himself, then raised his glass to toast the two of them.
"I understand. If we have such a beautiful wife and concubines, we won't drink too much. Haha..." Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen raised their glasses, clinked them with Zhu Ping'an, and joked with a smile.
No one else came to disturb them, and no one was holding a poetry reading in Wenyuan Pavilion. In short, the meal was very peaceful. The three of them ate and chatted about some things related to the imperial examination. The food tasted good, and the three of them could be said to have enjoyed the meal and the conversation to their heart's content.
After dinner, the three of them left Wenyuan Pavilion. Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen acted as guides, saying that they wanted to take Zhu Ping'an to visit the capital.