In February of the 10th year of Taiyuan, the emperor Sima Yao established Guozixue again, and issued an edict to "select two thousand sons of Gongqing to make a living", and established it side by side with Taixue.
The site of Guozixue (1) is south of the Imperial Ancestral Temple and east of the Imperial Road. It occupies an area of half an hectare and is surrounded by high walls. Sophora japonica trees are planted outside the walls, and towering ancient trees are exposed inside the walls. The green shade is rich and it can be said to be a tranquil place in the midst of the bustle.
The gate faces east, with a tall gate tower on nine stone steps, a red lacquer door, and gold door nails.
Under the eaves hangs a golden nanmu plaque with the words "Guozixue" personally written by Sima Yao.
A straight green brick corridor inside the door leads directly to the Xieshan-style main hall - Chongwen Hall. In the middle of the hall hang portraits of Confucius and other sages.
On the left is the lecture hall, ten feet long and three feet wide, which can accommodate four to five hundred people. In addition to the main hall, there are also small lecture halls such as Sui Xing, Cheng Xin and Guang Ye.
On the right side are the Guozi's sacrificial wine, the official residence of doctors and teaching assistants, the library, the punishment hall, the bell and drum room, etc.
There is a corridor leading to the back of the palace, and there are more than 200 houses in the backyard. In addition to the residence of Guo Zisheng, there are also buildings such as Zhaitang, Ying (bathing house), Pao (kitchen), and Ming (toilet).
There are many woods in the backyard, dotted with pavilions and pavilions. The environment is elegant and quiet, where students can talk, gather together and study hard.
Guozixue has a full enrollment of 120 students, and there is still a room for each person. However, few of these nobles' sons live in the Guozixue. The entire Guozixue is extremely quiet and the birds are chirping crisply.
There is a peach grove to the west, the terrain is open, and there is a pavilion in the forest, where the two of them are whispering.
The sunlight slanted into the pavilion through the branches and leaves, casting mottled shadows on the bodies and faces of the two people.
Chen Zhi took out an ingot of gold from his arms and handed it to Guozi Assistant He Xiu, saying: "Assistant He, as long as you don't take Yi Qiulou as the leader."
He Xiu said with a smile, "This is easy." His long sleeves dropped, and the golden light disappeared.
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In the palace of Prince Kuaiji, there was singing and dancing in the main hall, the sound of silk and bamboo was playing, and the song "Farewell" was played.
Accompanied by the dancers, the geisha's skirts fluttered and she sang softly: "Green mountains stretch across Beiguo..."
After the dance, Sima Daozi, the king of Kuaiji, smiled at the man sitting beside him and said, "Zi Hou (Zhao Ya), the singing and dancing you have practiced will be better than the singing girls in my palace."
Zhao Ya was in his prime, with regular features and handsome features, but the flattering smile on his face ruined his image.
"Your Majesty is so complimentary. After the singing at Shenghuaju, these singing girls will be given to Your Majesty for Your Majesty to enjoy at his leisure."
"Oh, do you also want to participate in Shenghuaju Douquhou? You have prepared some new poems for me to have a sneak peek at." The story of Shenghuaju Douququ was widely spread in the capital, and Sima Daozi naturally knew about it.
Zhao Ya said with a smile: "I think this poem "Send Friends Yindun to Jiankang" is very good. Even if I write a new poem, I might not be able to match it. I'll just use this one. I can't use it for Yi Qiu Lou." Let someone else use it.”
Sima Daozi nodded and said: "I have read some new poems from various prostitutes in the past few days. 'The Wind Rises in the Waves' and 'A Lone Boat in Ten Thousand Miles' are rare masterpieces, but they are inferior to 'Old Friend in the Setting Sun'." One point. Zihou used this poem as lyrics and had a good sense."
"This fighting song started because Yang Anxuan was gambling with others. He should have a new work." Sima Daozi said with great expectation.
Shaking his tail, Sima Daozi sighed again: "Speaking of which, "Little Window Quiet Sentences" has not been updated for a long time."
Zhao Ya picked up the cup with a smile and said: "Your Majesty, I have recently obtained a good book. It is "Butterfly Lovers" written by Yuan Tao from Ruyang. It is very touching. I am planning to change the plot of the book into a song and dance. Please invite me when the time comes. Your Majesty appreciates it.”
"Liang Zhu, could it be the story about the righteous wife Zhu Yingtai that Lieutenant Xie played about?" Sima Daozi asked with great interest.
"Your Majesty is well-read and knowledgeable, and what he said is absolutely right." Zhao Ya's eyes shone brightly, and he gestured with joy: "This "Butterfly Lovers" is even better than the rumored stories..."
The conversation was lively in the main hall, and the waiter came in and announced: "Your Majesty, Du Shangshu has sent Dong Huai, the foreign soldier's minister (1), to ask for an audience."
Zhao Yazheng was talking about getting excited, and said sadly: "Dong Huai really doesn't know how to choose the right time. I only talked about half of it, and the rest is even more exciting."
When it was time to see each other off at the eighteenth anniversary, Liang Shanbo did not know that Zhu Yingtai was a woman. Sima Daozi listened with great interest and ordered the waiter: "Just say that the king is discussing something and invite Dong Huai to wait in the side hall for a while. Zihou, go on. speak."
After waiting for most of an hour, when Dong Huai saw King Kuaiji, Sima Daozi was already drunk.
"The lower official has met the King of Kuaiji, the prefect of Zhao (2)." Dong Huai said while holding back his displeasure.
Sima Daozi's eyes were filled with tears, and Liang Zhuhuadie made him feel sad. He drank three glasses of wine in a row to suppress his sadness. At this time, the wine was so strong that he felt dizzy.
"Shilang Dong, what's the matter?" Sima Daozi sat upright and asked.
"Your Majesty, King Gui of Wei has rebelled against Yan and invaded the surrounding tribes. War between Dai and Yan is about to begin. Please make a plan early." Dong Huai handed over the document with both hands.
The waiter put the document on the table. Sima Daozi, already drunk and hazy, glanced through it casually, put his head in his hand and said, "Shilang Dong, please go back first, and wait for me to think about it before making a decision."
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At Unitary Time on the 19th, the sun shines on the Qinhuai River, and the golden light shines.
The square in front of Shenghuaju was already overcrowded, and people who came to watch the fighting music were still arriving in an endless stream.
Wang Xiezhi was well prepared and borrowed fifty soldiers from Danyang Mansion (south of Jiankang) to maintain order, while he hid in the back building and took charge.
At the beginning of the day, the lanterns of Shenghuaju lighted up, illuminating the whole building like a light tower.
The bullock cart came slowly and stopped in front of the building under the guidance of the soldiers. Women in costumes walked down one after another with musical instruments in their arms, and some familiar ones called out their names, eliciting bursts of cheers.
The railings were full of women talking and laughing, with their long belts fluttering and fans waving, pointing at the people in front of the building. Their cooing, laughing and playing made everyone in the square fascinated.
It's not easy to get into Tingfeng Tower today. The three thousand yuan entrance fee keeps many people who are short of money out of the building.
Even so, at three o'clock in the morning, the Tingfeng Building was already packed with more than two hundred people sitting around the high platform, excitedly talking about tonight's fight.
Yang Anxuan, Yin Dun and Miao Lan were arranged in the south corner of the second floor. There were more than thirty rooms filled with girls participating in fighting music.
Miao Lan was a little nervous and adjusted her pleated skirt from time to time.
Yang Anxuan smiled and comforted: "Ms. Xiaolan, relax a little and sing "Farewell" in your heart. You will amaze the entire Qinhuai River tonight."
There are ten desks placed around the wooden platform, which are the seats for judging. Liu Zhi, Yang Min, He Xiu and others came one after another, smiling and chatting with others.
In addition to the six judges invited by Yiqiu Tower, Shenghuaju actually invited Che Yin, the chief historian of Qiusi and the doctor of Guozi, to sit in. This gentleman is a famous person in "Nangying Night Reading".
In addition, there are secretary Cheng Bian Hui, Huangmen minister Liu Yin, and famous scholar Zheng Ming. They are all famous celebrities known to the world.
When He Xiu saw Che Yin, he squirmed uneasily. With his father here, it would be difficult for Chen Zhi to do what he had entrusted to him.
There were also officials such as Zhao Ya, the prefect of Wei County, and Lu Zhuang, the minister of Duzhi, who came to watch the fighting music. They all talked and laughed, but most of them had their own thoughts.
With the sound of the jade chime, everyone in the building gradually became quiet. Two charming women came on stage together, they were Feng Niang from Shenghua Ju and Madam Zhou from Yi Qiu Tower.
The two of them flirted with each other, and the audience stood up with cheers.
Che Yin said with a smile: "You two ladies, you are so charming. Stop ogling us, or the roof will fall down. Start early, or I will get drunk before you drink."
Feng Niang covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Che Gong is just joking. Since Che Gong has a destiny, let's make a long story short. Welcome all the gentlemen to come to Shenghua Residence to participate in the Douqu Competition. Next, I would like to invite Lady Yingchun Tower to play and sing for everyone."
After saying this, Yingying bowed and, ignoring Mrs. Zhou's stiff smile, twisted her waist and stepped off the stage.
Madam Zhou didn't say a word, so she had no choice but to give her blessing and followed Feng Niang off the stage.
The music starts and the farewell is played. Ling Yun sang and danced softly on the stage, singing "Fragrant Tree Cage Inn, Spring Currents Around the Pavilion City". After singing the song, there was a wave of applause in the building.
Bian Hui stroked his beard and said with a smile: "This poem is very wonderful, especially the concluding sentence 'A lonely boat thousands of miles away', which clearly shows the meaning of desolation. I wonder who made it?"
Mao Wen smiled and said: "I heard that Lady Qingyun had a close friendship with Lu Chudao. Lu Chudao's poetry style is tragic. This poem was probably written by him."
Everyone in the audience nodded. Che Yin picked up the wine glass and took a sip, saying, "This poem makes this trip worthwhile."
The music started playing again, some were playing and singing, some were singing along with the flute, or others were dancing together. Although it was the same song, the forms were diverse, and no one felt bored.
The ten judges opened their mouths to comment one after another, and good poems such as "A Lone Boat Ten Thousand Miles Away", "Traveler in the Rivers and Lakes", and "The Wandering West Wind" emerged one after another, leaving everyone in the building mesmerized.
When Zhao Ya's singing and dancing troupe came on stage to sing "Qingshan Hengbeiguo". Yuehua heard it on the second floor, gritting her silver teeth. She really wanted to rush down and drive the singing prostitutes away on the stage. It was so shameless to sing her famous song. What would she sing later? It's better to hide your clumsiness in this fight.
After more than an hour, the fighting music finally came to an end. Everyone was getting tired after listening to the "Farewell" song repeatedly. The hall became noisy, and most people were drunk and fell asleep.
Madam Zhou finally found the opportunity to go on stage alone, and said delicately: "Masters, today's grand duet is due to Young Master Yu and Young Master Yang. The two promised to gamble a hundred gold. Come and bring the gambling money."
Someone brought the table to the table, and two piles of gold were placed on it. The golden light shone in people's eyes. People were amazed in the hall. The excitement of gold made many people sober up.
Che Yin laughed and said: "You are really young and rich. I am dazzled by so much gold. I can't help but want to grab a handful and run away."
Madam Zhou covered her face with a round fan and laughed so hard that her branches trembled.
Everyone laughed, and Che Yin said: "Mrs. Zhou, everyone sees your coquettishness. Let's fight earlier. I want to see who owns the gold and see if I can get a drink."
"Willow trees in the east wind send off the boat thousands of miles away..." Yuling's voice is clear and crisp, like silver beads rolling down a jade plate, which is sweet to the ear.
When Yu Ling finished singing, He Xiu was the first to praise: "What a wonderful song 'The wind is rising'. He thought this line was the best in tonight's song."
"Otherwise, 'a lonely boat thousands of miles away' is the best."
"How the 'whirlwind of the west wind' touches people's tender intestines."
"In my opinion, as far as poetry is concerned, 'The Love of an Old Friend in the Setting Sun' is the best."
Several judges in the audience were quarreling over each other. Che Yin tapped the table and said, "Gentlemen, let's wait until the last song is finished and let's fight over the winner."
On the second floor, Xiaolan carried Yaoqin downstairs, followed by Hu Yuan and Zhang Feng, who were carrying several wooden boards.
Hu Yuan and the two men joined the wooden planks together, and it turned out to be in the shape of a pavilion. Everyone was very surprised and whispered among each other.
Xiaolan took a deep breath and sat down cross-legged. The sound of the piano played and her heart calmed down. Hu Yuan and Zhang Feng were doing a farewell gesture of drinking in the pavilion.
"Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky..." A slightly hoarse voice sounded, and the hall immediately became quiet, and everyone listened carefully to the deserted meaning in the singing.
Zhao Ya's eyes were focused on the simple wooden pavilion and the performance of Yiyi Farewell by Hu Yuan and Zhang Feng. A layman watched the excitement, an expert watched the door. Zhao Ya was originally an actor. This kind of performance was refreshing to him.
I imagined in my mind that if "Butterfly Lovers" could be performed according to this layout, it would definitely shock the world, and I might start a sect.
Thinking of the wonderful thing, I couldn't help but shout loudly: "Okay, wonderful."
Everyone in the hall applauded.
He Xiu frowned and rebuked: "The music and lyrics are not in tune with the music. They are just country slang and cannot be refined."
Ji Bao retorted: "Brother He's statement is absurd. The words of this poem are concise, the artistic conception is long, and the music and lyrics perfectly fit together. Why must it be in tune with the music? This poem has a lot of new ideas, and it should be the first of its kind."
The judges sitting in front of the stage either agreed or disagreed. Che Yin stroked his beard and shook his head. He was intoxicated in the "Mountain Beyond the Sunset Mountain" when he was interrupted by the people's comments and sternly scolded: "Listen here. Song, shouting something randomly."
"... Life is rarely about joyful gatherings, but separation is common." By the end of the song, many people had tears in their eyes and murmured the lyrics.
When Miao Lan finished singing and was getting ready to stand up, Che Yin sighed and said, "Little lady, this song is wonderful. I still haven't finished it. Please sing 'Outside the Pavilion, Beside the Ancient Road' again."
When the song was sung for the second time, someone whispered in harmony, and the voice became louder.
He Xiu saw that everyone in the building was in a state of intoxication. Many people spoke to each other, knowing that the situation was over and the outcome was decided.
After singing "Only separation is more", before Xiaolan could stop, everyone started singing "Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road" in unison. Xiaolan was so happy that she played the piano again and started singing.
On the stairs, many prostitutes took out their Yaoqins and played the music along with them, singing while playing. In the entire Tingfeng Building, in the halls and corridors, hundreds of people sang "Outside the Changting Pavilion" in unison.
The crowd outside Shenghuaju heard the singing in the building and couldn't help but start singing along. On the banks of the Qingxi River, hundreds of people sang "Sunset Mountain Beyond the Mountain".
