May 5th, midsummer, is the Dragon Boat Festival.
Legend has it that on this day, the Canglong Qisu soared to the center of the south, and was in the most "centered" position throughout the year. The fifth line of the "Book of Changes Qian Gua" said that "the flying dragon is in the sky."
Later, there was the legend of Qu Yuan throwing himself into the river, so the Dragon Boat Festival was naturally given another layer of meaning.
In this era, Qu Yuan's poems have become the mainstay of the times. The connotations of ancient poems have greatly benefited the military of the Wen Dynasty, and the words of Li Sao are remembered in every literati's mind.
Therefore, this festival, which was originally very popular in the south, is now equally grand in Chang'an.
The Chang'an Chamber of Commerce gathered dragon boat teams today to hold a dragon boat race on the river that passes through the city.
The participating dragon boats came from various chambers of commerce. The Jiangnan West Road mentioned by Song Mu also dispatched a dragon boat team during this festival.
Dozens of dragon boat teams will race against each other and compete for the prize after crossing the line. The team that comes out on top will be the dragon boat king for the year and will receive generous rewards.
The silver provided by Song Mu was also part of the lottery. Each chamber of commerce would have to use taels of silver as lottery, indicating whether it would be sent to the General Hospital or to the Invalid Army.
It's not harmful for Song Mu to do this.
However, Song Mu did not deliberately spread this good news. He did this just to leave an obvious trace, not to increase his reputation.
This is the method Tao Fengming gave to Song Mu, and it is also a precautionary measure.
As for the Dragon Boat Festival, Song Mu naturally wanted to participate.
After all, Song Mu had already heard that the Dragon Boat Festival held by the Chang'an Chamber of Commerce was the best in the world, and that the year-end cultural festival in Lin'an City was just an imitation version of it.
Therefore, Song Mu and Tan Wei came here early that day.
Eight rivers circle Chang'an, and the dragon boat race is held on a tributary of the Chan River that runs through the city. There are many teahouses standing on both sides of the river, and Song Mu is in one of them at the moment.
"Brother Song, I have been in Chang'an for many years and I have never felt that such a scene is as grand as today."
Tan Weiyi was sitting in the private room drinking tea and looking out the window with a look of surprise on his face.
Song Mu was also looking outside at the moment. Seeing the crowds of people below, he was slightly stunned this time.
The streets on both sides of the entire river are now crowded with people. There are flower boats docked on the river bank, and it is even more crowded.
There were situations like this everywhere in the past few miles.
Many people who wanted to come to Chang'an came here.
"Fortunately, we grabbed this position first. It's because we relied on Brother Song's face."
Tan Wei immediately looked down and laughed and said to Song Mu that the private room in this teahouse was already very urgent, but when the shopkeeper saw that Song Mu was coming, he gave up such a room without hesitation. An elegant room.
At that time, the door of this private room was also pushed open, and a group of friends from the Hanlin Academy also came in. They looked at the scenery of the river outside through the window on one side, and they all praised it at the same time.
"This place is really wonderful. The exhibition platform is also in sight at this moment."
Liu Kaidong was standing next to him and talking excitedly, looking at the situation outside.
The exhibition platform mentioned by the other party is the top priority of this Dragon Boat Festival.
There are six so-called exhibition stands on the river. They are all made of bamboo. The base is on the river and there are many pieces of cloth hanging on them. There are craftsmen waiting next to them.
They are waiting for the poems to be sent to the bridge, and then immediately copy the poems on the cloth. As for the poems sent up, they will be stuffed into the belly of the golden carp and exiled into the river.
It means to let these fish bring the poems to Qu Yuan for a look.
It is also a way to pray for good weather and peace in the new year.
Therefore, this kind of literature will exist in a very strange way.
Instead of tens of thousands of students gathering in a pavilion, there were literati and poets watching from the teahouses along the river, and they wrote poems and sent them to him in great interest.
There are several exhibition platforms along the way, making this scene even more magnificent.
Song Mu had never heard of such things in the past, and he was very interested in it this time. If he felt something about it, he could write a poem to add interest to this essay meeting.
At this moment, the private rooms in the teahouse were full of people. There was even an official who came to Song Mu's private room. He knew about Song Mu's visit again and smiled and said he wanted to see Song Mu. What kind of poetry can be written next.
Song Mu also held hands with everyone, but he also looked outside at the moment. Above the distance, there were already more than a dozen dragon boats waiting to set off.
When the sun has reached the middle, which is called the most middle time of the year, firecrackers are lit on several exhibition stands in the distance, and the sound vibrates, including regular drum beats. It also came suddenly.
Cheers seemed to erupt in an instant on both sides of the river bank. Countless people were cheering, and a few white waves were drawn on the far surface of the river.
"It's dragon boat racing!"
Someone shouted excitedly, and everyone at the window of the private room looked outside, with excited expressions at this moment.
Song Mu naturally stretched his head to look, and saw that on top of dozens of dragon boats in the river, shirtless and burly men were shouting slogans and using paddles to ripple the water surface.
Hundreds of boats were vying for the current. The dragon boat cut across the river and was almost approaching the first exhibition platform.
At that moment, the official turned his head and said hurriedly.
"Give me the pen and ink quickly, my dragon boat from Guangdong is at the front!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the official wrote something on the white paper on the table next to him. Immediately, he was filled with energy. Looking around, it seemed that a boy had already run out happily with the piece of paper below.
While holding the scroll high in his hand, he didn't forget to shout.
"Master Tang from Guangdong Province applauded the cultural gathering and composed a poem. His talent surged!"
As he said that, the man had already run to the first exhibition stand and presented the paper.
Someone immediately began to write huge text display on it, and the dragon boat of the Guangdong Chamber of Commerce seemed to be two minutes faster.
For a time, there were servants in the surrounding teahouses carrying articles. At this moment, the exhibition platform was busy. Huge poems were written and passed around. Some people even picked up a carp and rolled up the sticky rice paper with the article. Stuff it into the belly of the fish and put it into the river.
Golden carps swam with their tails, brightly colored dragon boats sailed by quickly, poems were written on the exhibition stand, and people on both sides of the river cheered. This grand occasion may be unique in the world.
Song Mu and others were eager to see this scene. At this moment, poems were being offered on several exhibition platforms. Various shouts of harmony spread, which attracted a lot of literati and poetic talents to surge.
"I'm also here to help Jiangnan West Road."
Liu Kaidong, who was standing next to Song Mu, was eager to try. He turned around and started writing. In a moment, a seven-character poem was completed. His talent surged. The boy took out the next piece of the special paper, asked Liu Kaidong's name, and then He rushed out straight away.
After a while, Liu Kaidong's poems were unfolded on a stage not far from the teahouse.
Everyone around them gave their hands, and Liu Kaidong also looked excited. Seeing that the dragon boat on Jiangnan West Road was a little faster, he turned to look at Song Mu.
"Brother Song, why don't you join us in this situation?"
After asking this question, everyone around him looked over, and Song Mu immediately came back to his senses, with a bit of excitement on his face.
Looking at the dragon boats on Jiangnan West Road and moving forward in the rapids, Song Mu stood up, held hands with everyone, and said in a deep voice.
"This is really the first time that Mr. Song has seen such a grand occasion, and he is embarrassed!"
As he said this, everyone in the room looked around. When the literati and officials on both sides of the room heard that Song Zhuangyuan was going to write poetry, they ignored the noisy scene outside the window and came one after another.
Everyone looked at Song Mu. Song Mu also took a deep breath this time, and then wrote heavily.
We were surprised by the group of dragons on the water, but we didn't know it was a Mulan boat.
The cloud flags are hunting over the Qing and Han Dynasties, and the drums are beating and the Yin Biliu are noisy.
Qu Zi’s wronged soul lives on forever, and the customs of Chu country remain to this day.
In Jiangting's free time, he can attend high gatherings, which is the most ironic of Li Sao's inability to resolve his sorrows.
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