Wenyuan Pavilion, the Wenyuan Pavilion here is not the place where the Qing Dynasty stored the "Sikuquanshu" a hundred years later, but an iconic restaurant in the capital of the Ming Dynasty, an ideal place for scholars and scholars to drink.
First, you must be talented, and second, you must be rich to enter Wenyuan Pavilion.
Every day, a poem title will be hung at the door of Wenyuan Pavilion. Only those in the industry who compose poems as required will be allowed to enter Wenyuan Pavilion. It is a bit similar to today's high-end clubs. In this way, the people who come to Wenyuan Pavilion are all scholars and scholars, and the style will be improved.
Scholars and officials, Shanren, poets, Nizi, and Yuliu often came to Wenyuan Pavilion, where literati gathered. If there were praises in Wenyuan Pavilion, their reputation would rise. For a time, people would rush to Wenyuan Pavilion to visit it. expensive.
Today, "Recalling Jiangnan" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty hangs at the door of Wenyuan Pavilion: "Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me." When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan?
I probably composed a poem based on this title and style.
Zhu Pingan and other three people came to the door of Wenyuan Pavilion and looked at the song "Recalling Jiangnan" hanging at the door, and they all smiled slightly. The three of them bowed their hands and showed humility to each other, and then the honest boy Wang Shizhen was pushed out by Zhang Siwei and Zhu Pingan to write poems.
Wang Shizhen was worthy of being the leader who would lead the Ming Dynasty’s literary world in the future. After being pushed out by the two men, Wang Shizhen remained calm. He just smiled and walked forward. Without any thought, he wrote a poem "Recalling Jiangnan":
At the place where the song begins, half of the river is red with the setting sun. The soft green pole adds to the plum rain, and the light yellow shirt resists the wind of lotus root silk. My home is in Wuhudong.
As soon as Wang Shizhen's song "Recalling Jiangnan" came out, there was a burst of applause at the door. This is also the practice of Wenyuan Pavilion. Every day, there will be several scholars and scribes at the door of Wenyuan Pavilion acting as generals, either from the Imperial College or the Imperial Academy. In short, the poems and essays written by the literati invited by Wenyuan Pavilion must be approved by them before they can be admitted to Wenyuan Pavilion.
Wang Shizhen's song "Recalling Jiangnan" was almost the best song they had seen today, so they couldn't help but cheer.
"Plum plum rain, lotus root silk wind, Wen Sheng's poem can compete with Bai Shimo." Zhang Siwei couldn't help but admired.
"Young Master, I still know myself. Compared with Bai Shimo, I'm still far behind." Wang Shizhen shook his head slightly and said with a smile.
The style of a gentleman.
In Zhu Pingan's view, Wang Shizhen was a modest gentleman according to ancient standards. He was unfazed by honor and disgrace, as if he had stepped out of an ink painting.
However, in the next second, Zhu Pingan retracted this view.
"Ahem, I'm not familiar with them. Excuse me, everyone, I'll go upstairs first." After Wang Shizhen was allowed to enter the Wenyuan Pavilion, he bowed his hands to the scholar who acted as the general gate officer, and then turned to Zhu Zhu outside the door. Ping An and Wang Shizhen smiled.
Originally, the rule of Wenyuan Pavilion was that if one of the people in the group complied with the requirements of the question, they could all be admitted to the pavilion. However, since Wang Shizhen came here all of a sudden, they were not familiar with each other, which meant they were not in the same group, so according to Wenyuan Pavilion According to the rules, Zhu Ping'an and Zhang Siwei must make another song "Recalling Jiangnan".
Then. Zhu Pingan was pushed out by Zhang Siwei.
Zhu Ping'an looked at Zhang Siwei and smiled slightly, then stepped forward to pick up the brush and wrote a song "Recalling Jiangnan":
The south of the Yangtze River is good, and the city is surrounded by rugged hills. There is only a stone horse in front of the mausoleum, and a bronze camel on the path of the remains. Yushu sings late at night.
This is a poem recalling the south of the Yangtze River by Nalan Xingde in the Qing Dynasty. Among Nalan's poems, this poem recalling the south of the Yangtze River is not very outstanding. However, when he visited Nanjing in modern times, Zhu Pingan saw this poem at a scenic spot. The first time I recalled Jiangnan, I remembered it without realizing it. This time I got it easily.
Although this poem is not very outstanding among Nalan's poems, among the people who came to Wenyuan Pavilion today, this poem is still very outstanding.
The goalkeeper couldn't help but shout "Hello". Just now Wang Shizhen's "Remembering Jiangnan" is lively and lively, describing his love for his hometown Jiangnan; Zhu Pingan's "Remembering Jiangnan" is a meditation on the rise and fall of history, both of which are excellent works.
"Hahaha, the first word before the lyrics of Wen Sheng's "Recalling Jiangnan" is the word 'ge', and the last word of Zihou's poem 'Recalling Jiangnan' is also the word 'ge'. Every time you sing it, it's a harmony. It's quite interesting."
After Zhang Siwei praised Zhu Pingan's lyrics, he discovered the harmony of Wang Shizhen and Zhu Pingan's lyrics, and couldn't help laughing and joking.
In response to Zhang Siwei, Zhu Pingan Shiran entered the Wenyuan Pavilion, and like Wang Shizhen, he bowed his hands to the door general, and then smiled at Zhang Siwei who was outside the door and wanted to enter the pavilion together, and said and Wang Shizhen said the same thing:
"Ahem, I'm not familiar with the person outside the door. I'd like to help you all. I'll go upstairs first."
Then Zhu Ping'an caught up with Wang Shizhen, stood in the hall together, and looked at Zhang Siwei outside the door with a smile.
"You guys..." Zhang Siwei smiled and shook his head, then he also stepped forward and wrote the song "Recalling Jiangnan":
The swallows in the south of the Yangtze River are blowing in the embroidered curtain wind. In February, the new society in the pond passed, and the old palaces of the Six Dynasties were empty. Jie Jie Xie Xun Xidong.
Que sang with Wang Shizhen in the first half, and Zhu Ping'an in the second half. Zhang Siwei was also able to do it easily.
Sure enough, those who can leave a famous name in history are not easy people, and they can pick up poems and articles at their fingertips. Today's events gave Zhu Ping'an a little more understanding of celebrities in history. Those who left their names in history were not simple people.
As soon as this song "Recalling Jiangnan" came out, he was naturally applauded by the gatekeepers. Zhang Siwei smiled and caught up with Wang Shizhen and Zhu Ping'an and went to Wenyuan Pavilion.
The three of them went to Wenyuan Pavilion and found an empty seat to sit down. Zhang Siwei ordered eight dishes and one soup in one go before stopping. Wang Shizhen on the side smiled and said nothing, and Zhu Pingan ordered another portion of Wenyuan Pavilion's food. The signature dish was a jar of ten-year-old wine, so the waiter took the menu and went to the kitchen to prepare the dishes.
Inside the purse given by Li Shu were three silver notes, each with a denomination of fifty taels of silver, for a total of one hundred and fifty taels of silver. In modern times, it would be equivalent to almost 100,000 yuan when converted into RMB, which is Qingdao University. If the price of shrimp increases tenfold, it will be enough to pay for it.
In Dream of Red Mansions, a meal of crabs for so many people in the Jia family only cost 24 taels of silver. This made Grandma Liu exclaim that it was enough for a small family to live for a year, but now this meal in Wenyuan Pavilion is even more expensive. It won't be more expensive than a meal of crabs in the Jia family.
Of course, Zhu Ping'an would not take Li Shu's money in vain. He also had a small amount of savings, so he could just return it to Li Shu when he went back.
Wenyuan Pavilion served food very quickly. Before Zhu Pingan and the others could chat for a few words, their orders came out one after another.
"Just now at the gate of the Hou Mansion, you also heard that I can't drink too much, just enjoy yourself." Zhu Pingan poured a glass of wine for each of Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen, poured a glass for himself, and raised his glass to toast them. .
"Understood, if we had such a lovely wife and beautiful concubine, we wouldn't drink too much, haha..." Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen raised their wine glasses, clinked them with Zhu Pingan, and joked with a smile.
No one else came to disturb, and no one held a poetry meeting in Wenyuan Pavilion. In short, the meal was very peaceful. The three of them chatted while eating, and talked about some things related to the test. The food tasted good, too. People can say that they have a lot of fun eating and chatting.
After dinner, the three of them went down to Wenyuan Pavilion. Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen acted as guides, saying they wanted to take Zhu Pingan to visit the capital. (To be continued.)
