The next day, notices issued by the imperial court were posted all over the streets and alleys of Chang'an City.
Today's notice is not an announcement of any policy, nor is it a wanted criminal.
It's just a simple, yet very shocking thing.
"The first Tang Poetry Tasting will be held in four days. This poetry competition is organized by the Ministry of Industry and sponsored by Mobai Qianzhuang. Talents from Chang'an City are invited to participate in various poetry contests. The top ten are all from outside the imperial city. A set of high-quality single-family cement small buildings, worth two hundred taels of silver. The top five will receive current rewards, and the champion will receive a reward of ten thousand taels of silver. More importantly, the first place will have a plaque signed by the emperor himself, with the letter "Datang" The number one talent'!"
Saw this notice.
Everyone was confused.
Since the founding of Datang, there has never been such an announcement.
The imperial court personally held a poetry conference, and if you won, you would get a house and a bonus.
In the past, these were unthinkable.
As a cultural person, who can be tainted by the smell of copper?
Many times, when money is involved in poetry conferences, most literati will sneer at it.
But this time it was different, it was not just held by the imperial court.
What’s more, they give too much!
The first place has ten thousand taels of silver. What is the concept?
Fifty years of salary for a third-grade official!
For rotten scholars and literati, as long as they get such money, they can directly achieve financial freedom.
Still taking the stupid imperial examination?
What kind of official job are you still doing?
Idle clouds and wild cranes will never ask for help.
You can criticize everything without any scruples, and show your character as a scholar to your heart's content.
Not to mention, last and most important.
The emperor personally inscribed the title - the most talented person in the Tang Dynasty.
This is an official certification, and it is a powerful weapon when you get it.
Any water tune singer is bullshit.
Who dares to disobey the emperor’s decision?
For a time, Chang'an was in a state of excitement, and all the news stopped at that notice and the poetry conference.
Who doesn’t want to participate?
Everyone wants to participate.
Generous rewards can make those cynical scholars shut up and silently shout that it smells good.
From this moment on, the sound of reading was heard in every corner of Chang'an.
This is simply ten times more popular than the imperial examination.
Soon, people began to discuss in various restaurants about who in Chang'an City was qualified to compete for the top spot, who could enter the top ten, what would happen in the poetry meeting, and so on.
Some people even opened the market and set up gambling games.
The two loudest voices.
A Bai Song.
A Yu season.
However, how could Bai Song attend an event planned by himself?
Those who bet on Bai Song are destined to be tragic.
Of course, no one would have thought that Yu Ji would appear at the poetry competition not as a contestant, but as a judge together with other famous Confucian elders.
In this poetry conference, Bai Song imitated the draft of later generations.
From the time of the event, we can know that this conference will be held within the community when our property is launched.
Show the community's style to the literati, officials and merchants of Chang'an City.
Secondly, the person who really wants to win over is not a player, but Yu Ji as a mentor.
According to Bai Song's experience, it is often not the players who become famous in similar activities, but the mentors.
Putting Yu Ji in the same position as contemporary great scholars is to make the world accept that Yu Ji is superior to ordinary literati. This is the design of the Bai Song Dynasty.
Third, the selection method of this poetry competition is completely based on the long-term plot of future variety shows, and the champion cannot be selected in one day and night.
The judges serve as mentors, selecting students and dividing them into teams to enhance confrontation.
It can make the timeline very long.
In the future, every time a property goes on sale, one round can be held. This way, your property can be deeply tied to this event, and you won't have to worry about the lack of enthusiasm for building properties in the future.
Last but not least, Bai Song wanted to use the popularity of this event to overshadow the palace examination process.
By attracting the public opinion of the people to the poetry conference, even if evidence of cheating in the imperial examinations comes out, I believe there will not be any big disturbance among the people.
This large-scale poetry activity can safely send the Bai Song Dynasty to the East Palace.
In terms of the ultimate goal, Li Shimin and Bai Song had the same wishes, and of course they supported it unconditionally. They added a plaque with their own handwriting to the pre-set high bonus.
Several parties worked together to create a big sensation.
…
In Tianxiang Pavilion, whether they were guests or girls, they were all discussing the poetry conference.
Listening to the chatter outside, Bai Song felt that the feedback he received was good.
The girl's room still smells like poetry, but the poetry poet no longer has it.
Bai Song waited for a while and heard a quarrel coming from upstairs.
After playing ping-ping-pong for a while, Shishi came downstairs angrily, with tears in her eyes and a look of grievance on her face.
Shishi didn't even know Mr. Bai was coming. When she went downstairs to the door of the room, she was surprised when she saw Bai Song.
"Mr. Bai, you...why are you here?"
Shishi wiped her tears and was so happy that she didn't know how to express it.
Bai Song looked at Shishi's face suspiciously and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
"No...nothing..." Shishi said a little vaguely.
Bai Song frowned: "What's wrong?"
Bai Song's tone became a little unkind, with a hint of command.
For some reason, hearing Mr. Bai's domineering tone made me feel a little warmer in my heart.
Shishi lowered her head, looked aside, and whispered: "I had a quarrel with a sister upstairs, and my mother said a few words to me. It's all trivial. Compared with Mr. Bai, nothing else is important."
"Is there anyone in Tianxiang Pavilion who dares to talk back to you today? The madam didn't help you but helped her instead? Then what is his identity? What happened again?"
"Hey..." Shishi sighed faintly, "She was a popular courtesan. Shishi was old and fading. After that, of course her mother would help her. That person was really, Shishi was just from childhood. Passing by, his guest saw Shishi and asked Shishi to go over and have a drink. Shishi ignored him, but the man refused and refused to let him go upstairs. Mr. Bai commented, and he was so angry. Annoying?"
Bai Song didn't speak, thinking deeply.
Seeing Bai Song's eyes, Shishi realized that Mr. Bai was really angry.
But this is really a trivial matter. Similar things happen all the time in Hualou, so there is no need to get into a big fight.
Shishi immediately attached herself to Bai Song and said softly: "Mr. Bai, people know that you feel sorry for Shishi, but it's not a big deal. Shishi doesn't take it to heart. As long as she can see the young master, Shishi will be happy. ”
Bai Song sighed: "Hey, the world is like this. Every industry has its own rules. As you said, it is not a big deal. But it will not be good in the long run. Otherwise, I will help you redeem yourself. Go Forget it Ladies Aid.”
