Night came quietly.
The Dragon Boat Festival is a daytime event, but for literati, the madness at night makes it easier for people to appreciate the coquettishness.
The Dragon Boat Festival is held in Longting Lake.
Longting Lake is on the southeast side of Qingxue Mansion.
Qingxue Mansion is a strange place. There is a desert in the northwest, but there are mountains and water in the southeast.
There is another legend about Longting Lake.
There was an emperor from ancient times who was here to guard the final peace of mankind.
Unable to fight with the emperor, the demon man could only use trickery to take away the emperor's wife and trap her here.
In order to save her, the emperor fought desperately with the Demon Dragon Emperor, but was ultimately defeated.
He used his own life as a barrier to set up a desert beach to prevent evil dragons from invading the human race by water, and surrounded the human race for decades of peace. It was not until the next emperor appeared that his will dissipated.
When his wife Xiang heard the news of his death, she was so remorseful that she became mottled with tears and her hair turned gray overnight.
This story has always been told.
Since then, Longting Lake has become a must-visit place for poets and poets when they come to Qingxue Mansion.
Today, it’s midnight.
This place is even more lively, with people riding dragon boats of various colors coming from all directions.
A few students from a poor family spent some money together to build a bamboo dragon boat, and one or two boatmen rowed the green boat slowly towards Longting Island in the lake.
Lao Ju people had some money and drove a small dragon boat to the central island, alone or with their families.
Someone from Yanbei Juren threw a piece of rice paper into the air. It floated in the air. The words written on the rice paper emitted a golden light. As soon as a word fell into the water, a dragon boat appeared.
Someone on the shore exclaimed: "There is someone holding the treasure of a great calligrapher?"
The second grade of Confucianism is Great Confucianism. Great Confucianism can only speak small words and great principles, and one word can be worth a thousand pieces of gold.
If you want to become a dragon boat with one word, I am afraid that only a great calligrapher can do it!
As soon as the dragon boat came out, the glory of the entire lake seemed to be taken away by it.
On the shore, the students from Xiangzhou had a dull face: "Is that the dragon boat of the students from Yanbeizhou?"
"If you use a great Confucian scholar to overwhelm me, a student from Xiangzhou, will your face look bright even if you win?"
A student from Yanbei Province on the shore boarded the boat, and Dongfang Gui proudly stood on the bow of the boat. The students behind him looked at the students from Xiangzhou on the shore with disdain and said: "I have two great scholars in Yanbei, and your Xiangzhou cultural heritage is about to be cut off!"
"How come the great Confucian scholar and calligrapher who is based on my Yanbei cultural background can't overpower you!"
The Yanbei students laughed one after another: "Hahaha! If you can't eat the grapes, you say the grapes are sour. You Xiangzhou people are so powerful, why don't you get a decent dragon boat!"
"Brother Guang, don't irritate them. Where can dragon boats come from in the wilderness of Xiangzhou! If you can get a few bamboo boats together, that's already good!"
The students from Xiangzhou on the bank had a gloomy look on their faces, but they could not fight back.
The false truth will make people disdainful, but the real thing can only make people angry and angry, but there is nothing they can do about it.
Niu Ruxian clenched his fists as big as sandbags: "These guys deserve to be damned. They dare to be so arrogant on our territory. I really think Yanbei Prefecture is the strongest in terms of force!"
"Wait, wait until the Dragon Boat Festival is over, I will make them walk around without food!"
Zhu Jinwen frowned: "Brother Niu, don't talk about this kind of thing!"
He approached Lao Niu and whispered: "When the time comes, help me, brother, I will also give you a punch, just the one with the red flower on his head. A man who is so coquettish dared to steal a girl from me at Zuihua House two days ago!"
"Don't worry, whoever follows the other, I'll give you two more punches!" Niu Ruxian turned around: "Brother Da Gu, if you want to help you, I'll give you two more punches, just hit the leader!"
Zhou Dagu asked back: "Can you beat him? He should be at the fourth level and first level!"
Niu Ruxian showed a simple and honest smile: "Don't worry, we in the army are the best at sneak attacks."
"He is indeed much stronger than me, but he can't resist us secretly saping him!"
Zhou Dagu shook his head helplessly. He had no grudge against the Yanbeizhou students.
He never paid attention to the provocations from Yanbeizhou students, so naturally he didn't care how they behaved.
You are very busy, so not everyone can be your enemy.
Literary men are arrogant, and Zhou Dagu, who has the foundation of the world in his heart to support him, is even more arrogant.
He looked at the lake and looked at Zhu Jinwen: "The sulfur stick will be a thing later. Now let's think about how to cross the river first!"
Zhu Jinwen raised his eyebrows: "Don't worry, I will definitely not embarrass you when I bring you Zhou Mingzhou here!"
He took out a bamboo stick from his arms, faced the river breeze and blew it gently, and the bamboo stick was lit.
Zhu Jinwen stood on the shore and threw it away toward the dark place in the distance.
Little sparks, falling in the dark place where no one is paying attention!
"coax!"
In an instant!
Sparks light up the darkness, and light shines in the eyes of all who look here.
Their eyes blinked slightly, and a huge dragon boat appeared out of thin air in the middle of the lake.
There are singers on the dragon boat, there are long circling dragons, and there are colorful lanterns hanging high. Judging from the appearance, this dragon boat is as luxurious and magnificent as the great Confucian treasure.
Zhu Jinwen snorted coldly: "Everyone, please get on the boat!"
He cupped his hands and signaled Zhou Dagu to get on the boat first.
When the students from Yanbei Prefecture saw his giant dragon boat, they felt unhappy: "This is a literary society. How can a dragon boat built by a merchant like you with extraordinary skills be as valuable as my great Confucian scholar, who is worth a thousand gold a word!"
"The dragon boat is tall, the singer is beautiful, everything is fine, but it has nothing to do with the context!"
"Yes, you have no talent at all. Making a dragon boat like this to attend a literary conference is really an insult to our literary reputation!"
"As soon as this dragon boat came out, who would say that Xiangzhou's cultural line was cut off!"
Zhu Jinwen looked at the sharp-tongued Yanbeizhou student and felt angry for a moment.
Literati have always looked down upon each other like this since ancient times, even though he could not refute the Yanbeizhou students at this moment.
He grabbed Zhou Dagu and said, "Why don't you come up first?"
Zhou Dagu shook his head and rolled his sleeves, not caring about the comments at all: "It would be a shame not to ride on such a beautiful dragon boat!"
He stepped onto the dragon boat first, looking at the people in Yanbei and shaking his head gently.
The students behind them stopped and did not dare to come forward, fearing that the big boat built by money would misunderstand the name of the book. Scholars love money and are also afraid that people will know that they love money!
Zhou Dagu turned around and saw that no one was following him, so he opened his hand and extended his hand.
"Wang An!"
"Here comes Brother Gu!"
"Where's the charcoal?"
Wang An took out a piece of black cloth from his arms, peeled off the layers of black cloth, and found a piece of black charcoal wrapped inside.
Zhou Dagu took the black coal and turned to look at Zhu Jinwen who was standing on the shore: "Brother Zhu, I see that both sides of the dragon boat are empty. Brother, I thought about a few poems and wondered if I could write them!"
Zhu Jinwen's eyes lit up, Zhou Mingzhou took action, it could be something simple: "Write, write whatever you want!"
Zhou Dagu held a charcoal pen and danced it freely on the pillars on both sides of the second floor of the dragon boat. He wrote a few words and stepped back with satisfaction.
"Wang An, let's go! Go in and drink tea!"
On the shore, Xiangzhou students looked at each other,
"Can we go up?"
"Zhou Mingzhou has already gone in. If you're still afraid of affecting your literary reputation, go up and have a look!"
Zhu Jinwen had already run ahead of everyone, looking at the two couplets on the pillar, holding his stomach and laughing.
"Zhou Mingzhou, a great talent, is worthy of being the Poet Saint of Xiangzhou!"
"Butler, protect these two pillars. You can only watch them from a distance, and don't let anyone get close!"
The Xiangzhou students looked at each other and rushed to the dragon boat deck.
Carbon ink marks on the deck penetrate deeply into the wooden posts.
"This is a humble house, but I am virtuous!"
The standing readers were stunned. Their heads were empty, not as luxurious as the dragon boat, not as cold as the river breeze.
Only one body can fill the body, and I can't help but feel warm in my heart.
"Hahaha!" A young student laughed out loud.
"Brother Zhao, why are you laughing?"
"Laugh at those students from Yanbei. They hold on to the treasures of Confucianism and can be very talented. After reading two lines of Zhou Mingzhou's poems today, I understand that talent lies within ourselves and not in external things!"
"They say that my Xiangzhou cultural heritage is cut off, but my Xiangzhou cultural heritage is on us, and their Yanbeizhou cultural heritage is on top of the dragon boat. It's really ridiculous!"
A scholar couldn't help but stretched out his right hand to touch it. He said in surprise: "Look, please?"
The old housekeeper was afraid that someone would touch Zhou Mingzhou's carbon characters, so he stepped forward to stop them: "Everyone, please don't erase them!"
"It can't be wiped off! Old housekeeper, look at the carbon characters growing into the pillar!"
An old man boarded the boat and couldn't help but sigh when he saw the characters on the boat: "Just the eight characters have already affected the world, profoundly. If I write the whole poem, I'm afraid it won't directly praise the state? It may even become a national poem. There is hope!"
"As expected, I am the Poet Saint of Xiangzhou!"
The students on the boat looked at each other, smiled, and shouted, "It's me, the Poet of Xiangzhou!"
"This is a humble house, but I am virtuous!"
The Yanbei Prefecture student recited the eight characters and sighed in his heart, why is Zhou Dagu not from Yanbei Prefecture?
Some students wanted to make a noise, but were stopped by Dongfang Gui.
"It's not embarrassing enough!" A great Confucian scholar was used as a tool to show off.
Dongfang Gui felt his face was dull. He wanted to laugh at the Xiangzhou people, but instead he scolded himself.
"Zhou Dagu is really talented, but we are not bad either. I have been thinking about this poem for more than a month, and I will definitely win the first prize in this essay competition."
"You better be prepared. If students from Xiangzhou are allowed to ride on our heads, if we win the Fourteenth State, the reputation of being cut off from our cultural background will be on our heads!"
"Hmph, I can't afford to disgrace this person!"
Yanbei students handed over their hands.
"Senior Brother Dongfang, don't worry!"
