Chapter 65： The poem will begin!

Lu Zheng really didn't care about the so-called Guanshan Poetry Club. In his opinion, it was Zhang Chengxi who was rich and stupid, and he had to gather a bunch of so-called literati to hold the poem fair, in order to show the Zhang family. The foundation of the so-called home of poems and rituals.

In fact, Zhang Chengxi’s approach can only highlight the vulgar taste of Zhang’s merchant’s house. The Zhishui Cultural Society and the Guanshan Poetry Society are not at the same level. Zhang Chengxi used money to ask the Qing 倌 people to create this false prosperity. In the eyes of true scholars, this is the way of nouveau riche, which is very offensive.

A true eminent celebrity will recognize the Guanshan Poetry Club because of a little money? What Zhang Chengxi can invite is only a bunch of down-and-out literati or clean guests. As for the students of Guanshan Academy, most of these people don't even have fame. They are just a group of mobs. It's okay for such a group of people to write limericks. Where can they make good poems?

Therefore, Lu Zheng didn't care about this matter, didn't care, didn't want to participate, and never thought that someone would want to take advantage of this matter to continue to get him off the hook.

"Ying'er, what's the matter? I don't think you are in a good mood?" Lu Zheng squinted at Ying'er.

Ying'er's pretty face blushed slightly and shook her head and said, "No, no?"

Lu Zheng smiled lightly and stopped talking. He slowly walked back to the study and continued to read "Collections of Shi Wen". Lu Zheng's most recent thought was to learn Shi Wen. According to Luo Fuzi's guidance, the most important thing to learn Shi Wen is to recite.

The more articles you memorize, the faster you can improve your composition level. The so-called "reading a hundred times is a matter of self-sufficiency." When you read more articles, you will naturally have gaps in your chest. When you write more articles, you will have your brain Naturally there is an outline inside.

Recite first, then imitate, then play, and finally strive for perfection. There are no shortcuts in this process, you have to work hard!

Lu Zheng was a man of two generations and had rich life experience. He had a natural advantage in human relations and dealing with people, but these have nothing to do with writing articles, especially writing essays.

Lu Zheng really had to work hard if he wanted to take the road of imperial examination. He knew this very well, so he didn't dare to slack in his homework.

Lu Zheng was doing her homework seriously. Ying'er had been walking around and looked a little anxious. When Lu Zheng finished her homework, she took a deep breath and said: "San Ye, today I...I'm going to Miss Baoyi's Academy Go inside, they... They think that Fa'er will make you make a fool of yourself at the Dragon Boat Festival Guanshan Poetry Meeting!"

Lu Zheng frowned slightly, suddenly smiled, and said, "Really? Make me fool? Do they have that ability? Do they rely on Zhang Haoran and Zhang Baoyi? I don't know where they are confident!"

"Uh..." Ying'er finished his sentence and thought: "I have been worried about him for so long, so I dare not care about him at all!"

"Listening to him, it's really a toad yawning. It's a big tone. Don't Brother Hao and Missy look at it? But I haven't heard that he can still write poetry!"

Ying'er turned his thoughts, and Lu Zheng said again: "What's wrong? Ying'er, don't you believe it?"

Ying'er pursed her lips and said, "Knowing that the third master is smart, but the slave servant has never heard that the third master is also good at composing and poems!"

Lu Zheng laughed and said, "Oh, I'm not convinced by your tone! However, I am really not afraid that you will not be convinced. I am really not interested in that kind of poetry meeting.

Since ancient times, poetry has only hurt the spring and sadness of the autumn. Now in the scorching summer, the Dragon Boat Festival, if they can think of a poetry meeting, can they produce good poems this season? "

Lu Zheng paused, and then said: "Moreover, it is not enough to have a Guanshan Poetry Club. The Sima Family was afraid that they would be behind, so they created a West Lake Poetry Club, and the Duanmu Family also rushed to create a White Horse Poetry Club.

Merchants think that if they have a lot of money, they can do a poetry club, but they don't know that poetry is the most difficult. If you can buy poetry with money, what are scholars doing? "

Ying'er stared at Lu Zheng with wide eyes, speechless, Lu Zheng's remarks seemed absurd at first, and he still talked about the season when he wrote poetry? Only in spring and autumn can you write good poems?

But thinking about it carefully, Lu Zheng said that poetry is nothing more than hurting the spring and sadness of autumn, but it seems that it is true. Most of the popular poems are really those that hurt the spring and sadness of autumn.

As for Lu Zheng's subsequent mockery of Zhang, Sima and Duanmu, it is even more irrefutable. Poems are indeed priceless. They are inferior in all kinds of things, but they are highly educated. Merchants are not as good as poor scholars even if they have a wealth of talents. Heirloom of poetry and books.

Ying'er had something to say to Lu Zheng, but now she can't say anything.

In her opinion, Lu Zheng couldn't do well in his essays, and his poetry was even worse. This time, Zhang Haoran and Zhang Baoyi deliberately targeted him again, and this situation would be very dangerous.

After all, there are hundreds of talented people gathered at the scene. Once Lu Zheng makes a fool of himself, his reputation will be ruined, and the reputation of scholars will be stinky. Where else can he go on the road of reading?

Now, the poem meeting is about to begin. Zhang Haoran, Zhang Baoyi and others are all working behind closed doors to thank guests for their painstaking preparations, but Lu Zheng is still memorizing the time, he did not realize the seriousness of the matter at all. Isn't it anxious to die?

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On the Dragon Boat Festival, Zhang's house is full of lights and colorful lights inside and outside, and it is very lively.

Everyone in the whole family put on new clothes and got a brand new look. Early in the morning, Zhang Chengxi had selected dozens of girls stand in line outside the main entrance. On the small square outside the main entrance, the cuckoos were blooming in full bloom, forming a big "poem". "The word, graceful and luxurious, has great visual impact.

Gradually, talented people from Guanshan Academy and Xinhe County gathered in Zhang's family. Zhang Chengxi welcomed the guests personally, with great enthusiasm.

Hundreds of servants and maids in the Zhang family were busy. The poetry club was arranged in the garden below the scenic mountain. In the garden, there was a high platform. The high platform was covered with a red carpet, and there were hundreds of dense cases. A.

There were famous brands on the several cases. Looking at it like this, it can be said that Zhang Haoran came here early in the morning, and as the number of students at Guanshan College became more and more, he was surrounded by groups of people and became the core.

There are male guests on the high platform, and there is another loft on the east side of the high platform. This loft is exactly the loft of the lotus garden. The loft faces the high platform and is covered with tassels. Behind the tassels, Yingying and Yanyan have gathered. Young lady.

Zhang Baoyi, Zhang Rouyun, etc. have been here long ago, and there are also some boudoir girls who have made friends with Zhang's sisters, as well as big grandmother Liu Wan, Ying'er, there are more than a dozen people in total.

"Hey, eldest sister, have you seen it? That's Young Master Tian! Look, he has been looking here, is he looking at you?" Zhang Rouyun said with a grin.

She said, everyone laughed, and the girls could clearly see the outside through the cracks in the tassels, Tian Zepeng and Shu Yuan both deliberately dressed up today, and they stood on the left and right in Zhang Haoran's body. Side, between Gu and Pan, the style is extraordinary.

Zhang Baoyi admired Tian Zepeng more, and when she heard Zhang Rouyun's ridicule, her face turned red and said, "It's going to die, the third sister, you are all young and innocent, I don't think that's the case!"

A little girl appeared beside Zhang Rouyun but it was a girl from the Xu family. She smiled lightly and said, "The third girl likes Young Master Shu Yuan!"

When I said this, everyone laughed again. On this occasion today, all the girls were a little excited. In normal days, they can only stay in their boudoirs to embroider and read books. It is a great joy to watch a play occasionally.

Like today, they can see this lively scene, and see the talents they admire in their hearts appearing in front of them, and the excitement and excitement in their hearts can be imagined.

For a while, everyone was playing, laughing and laughing. It was so lively. The atmosphere in the attic was very lively. Even Yinger and Liu Wan's faces were flushed.

On the high platform at this time, Zhang Haoran and others are also very excited. Today, this occasion is an opportunity for them to become famous, the name of the tree of the shadows, and whether they will be on the list in Chunwei next year, from now on It has already started.

What's more, there are still many boudoir beauties watching at the scene today. After becoming famous, if they can be admired by the beautiful women, it will be even more exciting. Life is like this, what can the husband want?

"Brother Zepeng, have you seen the attic opposite? Baoyi is in the attic now, maybe she is looking at us. Brother Zepeng, do well today and try to win her heart!" Zhang Haoran chuckled.

Tian Zepeng smiled with a reserved smile, stood up, and made himself more upright, and said to the surrounding students: "Dear students, on the attic opposite today, they are all famous ladies in Yangzhou, scholars of my generation, and the fame is here today. , I hope everyone will be a blockbuster at the poem meeting."

As soon as Tian Zepeng said this, everyone became excited, and everyone couldn't help but look at the attic opposite. Some people were already gearing up and wishing that the poem would begin immediately.

Zhang Haoran watched the atmosphere warm up, and said, "Everyone, there is another great talent in today's poetry society! Later we will all have to learn about this great talent, and this great talent is Lu Zheng! "

Tian Zepeng said on the side: "What kind of talent is Lu Zheng? He is not even a mediocre, just a fool. This time, the idiots of the Shihui Bingzi are not included in the invitation. Lu Zheng is actually the level of the Bingzi. It is said that even "Hundred Family Surnames" cannot be read completely. Such mediocre talents dare to participate in the poem meeting?"

"Yeah, if Lu Zheng dares to come today, we must make him foolish!" Shu Yuan roared beside him.

Both he and Tian Zepeng are Zhang Haoran's hard-core followers, and they know what Zhang Haoran wants to do. When they sing and make a match, they immediately aroused everyone's emotions.

Zhang Haoran had already figured out a way to deal with Lu Zheng, and immediately under the influence of everyone, he announced the plan one by one, and everyone suddenly applauded.

Zhang Haoran’s plan is extremely insidious. It can be said that as long as Lu Zheng dares to come, there is absolutely nothing to hide. Everyone at the scene today is Zhang Haoran’s people. Those who usually play well with Lu Zheng like Liu Song are not qualified at all. Come here!