The literary style of the Great Zhou Dynasty was prosperous, and the court was even more literary and powerful.
The place where literati gathered was naturally in Zhoujing. There were more than 20 literary buildings and poetry houses alone, the most well-known of which was Yafeng Hall.
Yafeng Hall was originally just a place in Nanshi where people drank tea, wrote poems, and met friends in literature. It had a quiet environment and its owner was once the left minister of the Ministry of Rites of the former dynasty. Over time, many scholars from Beijing gathered here.
There were a total of twelve young people boarding the flower boat. Except for the three book boys, the other nine were not young at all. They were somewhat famous as scholars in the capital. They called themselves the Nine Friends of Yafeng. They would take a bath on weekdays. Reciting poems and writing poems in Yafeng Hall.
These nine people are all supervisors of the Imperial College, and each of them has a good background. They are either descendants of officials or children of aristocratic families.
Hearing that Liuhua Pavilion had established a poetry champion, the nine people took advantage of today's rest and came to the Flower River with the intention of winning the championship.
"The young man is a guest in the book. The lady on the red boat is looking forward to it. She boarded the ship and left a masterpiece with a word. The summer rain will not stop the two of them from being happy..."
The people on the stage read their own poems aloud: "One word and one heart reminds me of lovesickness, and every word and gold also reflects my heart."
The whole audience cheered.
Han You, who was sitting in the corner, was dumbfounded: "Is this also called poetry?"
Wang Hai was very happy: "If this is a poem, even a small child can recite a few lines."
Han You couldn't laugh or cry: "Do you know how to read?"
"If you don't know how to read, you won't delay writing poetry."
Wang Hai was more serious. He racked his brains and thought for a moment, then his eyes lit up: "Yes, yes, Master, please give me your review."
Han You had a strange look on his face, and he was actually looking forward to it.
Wang Hai cleared his throat: "Pushing, pressing, pulling, moving in and out, shivering, my heart itches over and over again, up and down, so comfortable, ah, so comfortable."
Han You lowered his head, very confused. What on earth was he expecting just now?
"Master, what do you think of this poem? Can it win the first prize?"
"Um..." Han You gave a thumbs up: "If nothing else, just this poem of yours. It's quite... quite realistic."
Wang Hai was extremely proud: "I didn't expect that I, Wang Hai, was also good at such dirty things. If I had known a few big words in the army, I would have been able to take the imperial examination even if I was not guaranteed."
While the two were chatting, the young man who took the stage to leave a poem came up behind Han You.
"What do you call this young master?"
Han You turned his head, looking puzzled.
"Student Chen Yu'an heard that the young master also wanted to leave a poem today, so the student wanted to get acquainted with him."
After finishing speaking, Chen Yu'an slightly arched his hands towards Han You.
The words were polite and the courtesy was given, but Chen Yuan's appearance, especially his expression and eyes, was a bit disdainful.
Han You didn't even stand up and yawned: "Yes, I have nothing to do. Come here and try your luck."
After finishing speaking, Han You noticed the position of the group of scholars in the distance. The old madam whispered something to everyone, and looked at Han You from time to time, and everyone laughed.
Han You rolled his eyes.
As for that, isn't it just that I want to have sex for free and take some money from you to spend on it?
"What's your surname, this young man?"
Han You said perfunctorily: "Wang Hai."
"I'm sorry for my ignorance, student. I wonder which family in the capital the young master belongs to?"
"No." Han You raised his head: "Who do you care about me? I'm here for nothing... No, I'm here to make friends with you. Why do you ask so many questions?"
It's not that Han You is of poor quality, it's just that Chen Yu'an's appearance is embarrassing. He always looks at people through his nostrils, especially his arrogant and domineering appearance, as if everyone owes him millions.
"This young master is obviously pretending to be a scholar." Chen Yu'an frowned: "How can he be like a common man in the market?"
"I'm happy. If you have something to do, just step aside."
"Ignorant of good and evil."
Chen Yuan snorted, folded the fan, and returned, and the expression was more owed.
Wang Hai kindly reminded: "Master, that person said you don't know what is good and what is evil."
Han You: "..."
"He also said that you are like a member of the public, a stinky scoundrel."
"He didn't call me a scoundrel!"
Wang Hai said seriously: "That's what he meant."
Han You sighed.
This is the Han Mansion. If it were any other mansion, like Wang Hai, it would be too little to fight three times a day.
Chen Yu'an was obviously inflamed by the old madam and came to find trouble, but Han You didn't take it seriously.
He is here to make money, not to offend people, not to mention that Dad himself offends people from time to time, so he does not need to add icing on the cake.
Unfortunately, the tree was about to be quiet but the wind was still blowing. Just when Han You was about to have a chat and get some fruit plate or something, Turtle King actually came over with a wooden plate.
Drinks, refreshments, fruits, everything is available.
Just as Han You was about to ask, Mr. Turtle looked back and explained: "Master Chen gave it to you. He also said... He also said that I asked the villain to bring you a message."
"What are you talking about?" Han You turned his head and saw the eight scholars' faces full of teasing. Of course, it could also be understood as ridicule.
"Master Chen said, after you have some tea and some wine, just... just..."
"Just what?"
Mr. Turtle smiled with a smile on his face: "Get off the boat earlier, don't be an eyesore here, and don't look at how much you weigh and how much you have won the first prize in the poem competition."
With a "pop" sound, Han You became furious and suddenly stood up and turned around.
"Please buy a few drinks and refreshments, and ask me to get off the boat. Who do you think I am!"
Han You sneered again and again: "At least call me two more girls."
There was silence on the first floor of the flower boat. Everyone was silent. Everyone looked at Han You as if he were an idiot.
Han You rolled his eyes: "You can't even afford a girl, why are you pretending to be an uncle? Damn it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole room burst into laughter.
Several scholars were laughing so hard.
The smoke and willow branches tremble wildly, and I can't close my legs.
Several merchants watching the excitement had expressions of disdain on their faces.
"good!"
Chen Yu'an clapped his hands: "Since he wants a girl to accompany him, I will help him. Miss Yanliu, why don't you quickly find two female school students to accompany these two people."
Yanliu suppressed her smile and asked the girl to go.
The girl's school secretary is also the nickname of a prostitute, just like the peripheral is not called the peripheral, but the little angel who can fly all over the world.
Chen Yu'an sat down, smiled, and said coldly: "In the future, don't pretend to be a scholar. If I see you again, I will make you look good!"
This is why everyone laughs at Han You, the focus is on dressing up.
Han You wears a Confucian robe, which means that he is a scholar.
What scholars read is the Four Books and Five Classics, the spirit of character, and the food that is not eaten.
Han You was lucky. Not only did he want to complain about the food, but he also wanted to complain about the two girls.
This is also the insidious thing about Chen Yuan. He seems to be very heroic, but treating him to drinks and tea is actually insulting.
Of course, he was also thinking blindly. Han You wearing a Confucian robe does not mean that he considers himself a scholar. Clothes and dressing up do not mean anything. Just like in later generations, those who wear school uniforms are not necessarily students, and those who wear uniforms do not necessarily mean that they are students. There may not be a serious job.
Chen Yu'an was not a good bird, and Yanliu was not a good cake either. Here came the two girls, one from Duang Duang who came down from upstairs. Han You turned around and was startled.
"These two square objects..." Han You gasped: "What the hell are they?"
