Poetry gatherings are often held in Tokyo, especially on various festivals. Poetry gatherings are a must-have program.
Among them, the Dragon Boat Festival, Chinese Valentine's Day and Mid-Autumn Festival have the most poetry festivals, with no fewer than seven or eight places in the city.
Most of the poetry gatherings were held in the open air. Anyone who was confident in their literary talents could attend. This was the best way for scholars to make a name for themselves.
Poetry gatherings are usually held in front of a certain government office or school, and the government office school participates in the organization and is responsible for maintaining order.
Common places for poetry gatherings in Tokyo are in front of the Shangshu Province, in front of the Meirei-in, in front of the Qingxin Tower, in front of the Rites Department, in front of the Taixue Gate, etc.
The most peculiar thing is that there is also a poetry meeting in front of the martial arts school.
In the third year of Qingli in the Song Dynasty, a martial arts school was established in the Wuchengwang Temple. It was the first martial arts school in ancient times, and it is estimated to be the first martial arts school in the world.
But this martial arts school only existed for more than ninety days at first, and then it was declared closed. It was because it was not attractive and no one was willing to enroll as a martial arts student.
Later, Wang Anshi carried out the reform and in the fifth year of Xining, martial arts was restored in the Wucheng Wang Temple. Wang Daxianggong proposed "seeking specialization in both civil and military arts" and used the seven military books of the Tang Dynasty called "Seven Books of Martial Arts" as the main teaching material. There are also officials such as doctors of martial arts, who are responsible for training scholars in the martial arts of bow and horse.
In the fifth year of Chunxi, another member of the martial arts academy was established. In the fifth year of Qingyuan, the various states followed the trend and set up warrior chalets, and elected officials based on the students' martial arts. However, the warrior chalets in the state schools did not last long and were abolished. There are Tokyo martial arts that have been preserved.
There is only an imperial street in the outer city between Wushu and Taixue, but their situations are completely different.
There are not many martial arts students, not even 10% of those of the Imperial Academy. They are usually looked down upon by the Imperial Academy students. Even the people in Tokyo City do not take the martial arts students seriously.
After all, even if you take the martial arts exam, you will at most be a low-level official in the army. The salary and status are not comparable to those of civilian officials. If you encounter a war, you will lose your life.
It's just that although martial arts is half-dead, it seems to be a competition every year on festivals, and they also join in the fun and hold poetry gatherings.
However, the only people who went to participate in the poetry meeting in front of the martial arts school, apart from the current students from their own families, were some military men who liked to make a few sour lines on weekdays. It was considered to be the most miserable and shabby place among the major poetry gatherings.
If you want to go to the poetry meeting, you have to choose a place. Zhao Chu and Zhao Fujin discussed going to the gate of Taixue.
After all, there are more young people here in Taixue, unlike in Shangshu Province, where there are always old Ming Dynasties with big beards showing off their knowledge. Although their poetry is not very good, they can't stand the criticism. It's not just drinking at home. After drinking three ounces of shochu, blowing my beard and staring, I burst into tears and complained about the hardships of the imperial examination, which completely lost the atmosphere of the poetry meeting.
As for Taixue, in addition to Taixue students, most of them are students from other schools, including students from Guozixue who also come here to join in the fun.
Taixue was originally integrated with the Imperial College of Rites. During the Qingli New Deal, Taixue was separated from the Imperial College, but it was still subordinate to the Imperial College.
Guozixue is also affiliated with the Imperial Academy. The difference between the two is that Guozixue only accepts the children of officials above the seventh rank in Beijing, while Taixue can accept common people.
Therefore, the Taixue School is larger, with about a few thousand people, while the Guozixue School has only about 200 people.
Although Taixue practiced the Sanshe method, everyone was not far behind. After all, none of them had entered official careers, so they were able to express their feelings freely, and the atmosphere was the best.
Zhou Chu drove the carriage all the way out of Zhuque Gate and went straight to the Imperial Academy.
Zhao Tong was peeling fruit to eat in the car, and the two siblings across from him looked at him warmly.
Zhao Tong's status in the literary world is now at the pinnacle. Although there are a few people in the world who can compete with him in poetry and articles, such as Li Qingzhao, Zhou Bangyan, Ye Mengde, Zhu Dunru and others, but in terms of age, At this age, whoever is not older than him is at least ten or twenty years old.
He was also said by Emperor Daojun himself to be the most talented man in the world, so he had the potential to overpower everyone.
But those few were naturally dissatisfied. After all, Zhao Tong's royal status had become a fetter in the literary world and turned into a disadvantage for these literary enemies to attack him.
Most likely, if you weren't a prince, who would be willing to say good things to you? The most talented person in the world is the official, and the official is your father, so there's no reason not to praise your son.
In short, criticism in the literary world is a war without gunpowder. This is what the scholars of the Song Dynasty are good at. It doesn’t matter what prince or prince you are. If you want to overpower a generation and become a literary sect, you have to endure it. You have to be able to produce snowflakes as big as a plate. Only when the overwhelming things come out and make others unable to fight back will they calm down and even turn around to praise you and admire you.
Although Zhao Tong's current poetry and articles are prosperous and beautiful, they are not enough to surpass the previous generation, and they are still a little short of success.
However, facing this kind of poetry meeting, it is overkill.
Zhao Tong knew what the siblings were thinking, but his current status made it difficult for him to get involved.
Although he was young, and there were many people in their thirties and forties in the Imperial College, even the Imperial College student Chen Dong, who was famous for writing letters to punish six thieves in later generations, was actually in his thirties now.
But his status in the literary world was there. The literati of the Song Dynasty never judged his merits based on his age, so he did not end well.
Zhao Tong ignored the looks in his eyes and just ate the fruit. Zhao Tong opened his mouth several times but did not say anything. Zhao Fujin seemed to see what he was thinking and looked slightly disappointed.
At this time, the sounds outside gradually became lively, and the strings of silk and bamboo could be faintly heard. After a while, there was a loud voice, and there was even chanting.
Zhou Chu stopped the carriage at this time and rushed into the carriage and said, "Master, I have learned a lot."
Zhao Tong lifted the car curtain and looked outside, only to see brightly lit lights in front of the Taixue Gate. The bright moon in the sky was like a mirror, making the place seem like daytime.
A huge colorful shed was erected in front of the main entrance of Taixue. It was filled with not only professors from Xuezheng, but also various musicians. Apparently, when they encountered good poems, they would start singing on the spot.
Outside the colorful booth, there was already a sea of people, mostly students from Taixue and other schools.
However, although there are many people at this moment, they are in an orderly manner, and there is even a small path leading to the flower bed.
The three of them got out of the car, and Zhao Chu pushed forward. He did not go through that passage, but he knew that it was reserved for those who came to the stage to compose poems, so he lowered his head and rushed into the crowd, crowding out the students who were watching. "Ouch ouch" kept shouting.
These students abide by the rules, but they are not good-tempered. Some of them want to get angry, but looking at Zhao Yan's age, there is really no way to get angry. After all, he looks like a child at first glance, so he has to take into account his demeanor in front of others.
Zhao Tong opened the way in front of him. Not long after, Zhao Tong and Zhao Fujin both came to the flower stand. They saw a lot of red paper posted on the pillar walls on both sides of the flower stand. They were obviously well-written poems. Go up there to show your glory.
The poems written that night were naturally related to the Mid-Autumn Festival, reunion, and the moon. Zhao Tong looked up and saw that there were hundreds of poems.
(End of chapter)
