"Association?"
As soon as Wei Chen said this, everyone's eyes lit up and they were all a little moved.
At this time, societies were becoming popular in the south. There were more than a dozen influential poetry societies in Jiangnan Province alone, and there were even less famous ones.
However, according to Wei Chen's words, the club he wants to form is obviously not a poetry club that recites poems and composes poems and is arty.
Seeing everyone's interest, Wei Chen immediately looked around and said, "Everyone, manpower is sometimes poor, and only by gathering the strength of everyone can we accomplish great things. If we can form a society today, we can work together and pour our blood to contribute to our cause." Isn’t it beautiful for the country to do something for its people and to achieve the aspirations of Qingyun together?”
They are all young scholars who uphold the ideals of cultivating oneself, managing one's family, governing the country, and bringing peace to the world. After hearing Wei Chen's words, who would not feel excited?
In addition, after getting along these days, everyone indeed felt that they were like-minded and quite compatible with each other, and they all agreed: "What you two brothers said is absolutely true!"
After deciding on the association, Tao Dazhi said: "A snake cannot move without a head, and a bird cannot fly without wings. Since it is a literary society, it is necessary to elect a leader."
After Tao Dazhi finished speaking, everyone was silent, and then looked at Wei Chen and Wang Yaochen together.
Sheng Changbai, Chen Jun and Tao Dazhi naturally wanted Wei Chen to be the leader of the society, but Weng Dingfan and Tang Henian were closer to Wang Yaochen.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little awkward, Wang Yaochen said with a smile: "In my opinion, although Brother Xingyun is the youngest, he is knowledgeable, calm and generous, and is the most suitable to be the leader of the meeting."
Weng Dingfan and Tang Henian were stunned when they heard this, but when they saw that Wang Yaochen's expression was sincere and did not seem to be fake, they understood that Wang Yaochen really believed that Wei Chen was more suitable to be the leader of the society than him.
The two of them couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. The Wang Yaochen they knew always fought for the first place in everything and never gave up to others.
Only Wei Chen is an exception.
His talent and learning were so high that even the arrogant Wang Yaochen had to recognize him and bow down to him.
In fact, it wasn't just Wang Yaochen. They were convinced of Wei Chen from the bottom of their hearts. Otherwise, how could they accept Tao Dazhi's invitation and come to this grand house?
With this in mind, both Weng Dingfan and Tang Henian had no objections and agreed to nominate Wei Chen as the leader of the society.
At this point, there is no longer any suspense about the position of the leader of the society.
Everyone pushed Wei Chen to the front seat and sat down. Under the public's expectation, Wei Chen no longer needed to be modest. He said seriously: "In that case, I will take the position of leader of the society and take it as my duty."
Sheng Changbai asked his housekeeper, Uncle Chen, to get a signature sheet. Everyone came to the courtyard, burned incense and worshiped the sky, and wrote down their place of origin and name on the signature sheet one by one.
The head of the society, Wei Chen, is in Jingxi, Youyang.
The vice-president of the society, Wang Yaochen, was in Lintang, Youyang; the vice-president of the society, Sheng Changbai, was in Qiyan, Youyang.
Member Weng Dingfan lives in Gucheng, Jiangning; member Tang Henian lives in Yangjiang, Shangyuan; member Tao Dazhi lives in Tangquan, Jiangning; member Chen Jun lives in Youyang Shishan.
The literary society was named "Jingxi Society" after its leader Wei Chen's hometown, Jingxi. These seven people on the name list are the elder members of Jingxi Club.
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Everyone unanimously agreed that the Jingxi Society would mainly discuss the Eight-Part Composition and exchange knowledge on weekdays.
This is what Wei Chen is happy to see.
Before becoming an official, scholars should still focus on studying and learning. If they discuss government affairs and criticize ministers at will because of association, it will be completely harmful to the new Jingxi Society.
However, there is no harm in discussing government affairs after the members of Jingxi Club are appointed officials one by one.
When the Jingxi Society gained enough influence, it could even control the public opinion of scholars and stir up trouble in the court.
Of course, this is all a story for later.
At this time, there were only two or three big cats and kittens in Jingxi Club, and not even a single official could be found. Among the hundreds of poetry societies and literary societies in the south of the Yangtze River, they were completely insignificant.
…
The fifth year of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the ninth day of the eighth lunar month.
For the seven elders of Jingxi Society, this is a memorable day because they are about to take an exam that determines their life's destiny.
From now on, whether you are an official or a citizen, you can do it here. Of course, if it fails, you can go back and wait for three years before coming back.
However, no one wants to waste another three years. All seven of them are destined to win.
On the eve of the provincial examination, everyone rarely practiced articles. They went back to their rooms before dark, just to have a good sleep.
When Wei Chen woke up, it was still dark outside the window, and the surroundings were quiet, which felt a bit unreal.
Wei Chen's mind was very clear, and he knew that today was unusual. He had been studying hard for four years, and now it was this day.
Immediately, he got up and asked the maid to hold a lamp in her hand to help him get dressed.
After packing up and walking to the main hall, I saw that a table of light yet nutritious breakfast had been set up here, and the other six members were already sitting at the table.
Sheng Changbai and Wang Yaochen seemed to be in good spirits, but the remaining people looked haggard and distraught.
Seeing Wei Chen arriving, Chen Jun said with a sad face: "Xingyun, I didn't sleep all night after I went back yesterday, thinking about the exam!"
"Me too."
After hearing Chen Jun's words, Weng Dingfan and Tang Henian nodded empathetically.
Looking at the dark circles under their eyes that looked like they were carved out of a mold, Wei Chen couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that these talented people from Zhou Dynasty still didn't pass enough exams.
Tao Dazhi chuckled and said to Chen Jun in a good-natured way: "It's okay. Once you learn it, you'll get familiar with it twice. You won't be nervous next time when you take the exam."
"Xizongsang! Can you say something auspicious so early in the morning?" Chen Jun was so angry that he chased Tao Dazhi and cursed him, even using the local dialect.
Everyone burst into laughter, and a lot of the tension in their hearts was dissipated by Tao Dazhi's gag.
After breakfast, the seven people each picked up their examination boxes and drove to Gongyuan in three carriages.
There are lanterns with the words "Jiangnan Rural Examination" hanging in front of every car. Today, the whole city is under martial law. Carriages without such lanterns are not allowed to go on the streets.
Uncle Chen, the old butler of Shengzhai, trotted all the way and followed the carriage outside the alley. He was still mumbling something: "The Jade Emperor, the Goddess of Mercy, the land father-in-law, the city emperor...the gods and Buddhas in the sky are sure to bless my young master. Smoothly..."
Wei Chen and Sheng Changbai were riding in the same car. At this time, they were no longer interested in chatting and took the time to close their eyes and relax in the carriage.
The road was bumpy for a while, and soon the noise became louder and louder. The carriage stopped and stopped, and finally it could no longer move.
"arrive."
Wei Chen and Sheng Changbai opened their eyes at the same time, smiled at each other, lifted the curtain and jumped out of the carriage one after another.
But seeing the busy traffic in front of me, under the misty autumn rain, candidates wearing t-shirts had already covered the entire thoroughfare in front of Gongyuan.
On the Qingyun Bridge in front of the Gongyuan, candidates carried their test boxes towards the Gongyuan like a tidal wave. High-footed lanterns swayed above the candidates' heads, and the lights were bright.
In this scene, it seems that the soldiers of the three armies are rushing to an unknown battlefield. What awaits them ahead is a decisive battle concerning the fate of life.
Seeing this scene, the seven people in the Jingxi Club were all in high spirits. They held up oil-paper umbrellas and carried the test boxes, and stepped forward.
Soon after, their figures disappeared into the surging crowd.
