Chapter 301： Wenyuan Court
Chapter 301 Wenyuan Pavilion
Wenyuan Pavilion, the Wenyuan Pavilion here is not the place where the Qing Dynasty stored the "Siku Quanshu" a hundred years later, but a symbolic restaurant in the capital of the Ming Dynasty. It is an ideal resort for scholars and literati to drink.
One must be talented and the other must be rich to enter Wenyuan Pavilion.
Every day, a poem title will be hung at the entrance of Wenyuan Pavilion, and only those in the company who write poems according to the requirements are allowed to enter Wenyuan Pavilion. It's a bit similar to today's high-end clubs. In this way, the people who come to Wenyuan Pavilion are literati and scholars, and the style will also improve.
Scholar-bureaucrats, poets, Nazi, and Yuliu often come to Wenyuan Pavilion, where literati gather. If there are praises in Wenyuan Pavilion, their reputation will rise. expensive.
Today's Wenyuan Pavilion hangs at the door of Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan": Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is old. At sunrise, the river flowers are more red than fire, and in spring, the river water is as green as blue. Can not remember Jiangnan.
Probably write poems according to this topic and style.
Zhu Ping'an and the other three came to the gate of Wenyuan Pavilion, looked at the song Reminiscing Jiangnan hanging at the gate, and all smiled. The three bowed their hands and made room for each other, and then the honest boy Wang Shizhen was pushed out by Zhang Siwei and Zhu Pingan to write poems.
Wang Shizhen deserves to be the leader who can lead the literary world of the Ming Dynasty in the future. After being pushed out by the two people, he was calm, just smiled, and walked forward. He almost didn't think about it, and wrote a song "Recalling Jiangnan":
Where the song starts, the sun is setting and the river is red. The soft green pole adds plum rain, and the light yellow shirt is resistant to the wind of lotus root. My home is in Wuhu East.
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. The literati invited by Wenyuan Pavilion, in short, their poems and essays must be approved by them before they can enter Wenyuan Pavilion.
Wang Shizhen's "Recalling Jiangnan" is almost the best song they have seen today, so they couldn't help applauding.
"Plum rain, lotus root wind, Wen Sheng's poem can compete with Bai Shimo." Zhang Siwei couldn't help admiring.
"Come on, I still have self-knowledge. Compared with Bai Shimo, I am still far behind." Wang Shizhen shook his head slightly and smiled.
The style of a gentleman.
In Zhu Ping'an's view, Wang Shizhen is the ancient standard of modest gentleman, honor or disgrace is not surprising, exactly like walking out of an ink painting.
However, in the next second, Zhu Pingan retracted this opinion.
"Ahem, I'm not familiar with them. I'm sorry, everyone. I'll go upstairs first." After Wang Shizhen was allowed to enter Wenyuan Pavilion, she bowed to the scholar who was acting as a general, and then turned to Zhu who was outside the door. Ping An and Wang Shizhen smiled.
Originally, the rule of Wenyuan Pavilion was that one of the companions could join the cabinet if one of them made a proposal according to the requirements of the topic. According to the rules, Zhu Ping'an and Zhang Siwei have to be composed by someone else to remember Jiangnan.
Then, Zhu Ping'an was pushed out by Zhang Siwei.
Zhu Pingan 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 gate is steep. There are only stone horses in front of the Mausoleum of Old Things, and there are bronze camels on Momo. Yushu sings late at night.
This is a poem "Recalling Jiangnan" written by Nalan Xingde in the Qing Dynasty. Among Nalan's poems, this poem "Recalling Jiangnan" is not very brilliant, but when he visited Nanjing in modern times, Zhu Pingan saw it in a place of historical interest. Recalling Jiangnan for the first time, I remembered it without realizing it, and this time I took it by hand.
Although this poem is not very brilliant among Nalan's Ci, but among the people who came to Wenyuan Pavilion today, this poem is quite brilliant.
The goalkeeper couldn’t help saying hello. Just now, Wang Shizhen’s "Recalling Jiangnan" was brisk and lively, describing his love for his hometown Jiangnan; Zhu Pingan's "Recalling Jiangnan" is a meditation on the rise and fall of history, both of which are excellent works.
"Hehehe, the first word before the lyrics of Wen Sheng's "Recalling Jiangnan" is the word "song", and the last word of Zihou's "Recalling Jiangnan" is also "song". It is very interesting to sing together."
After Zhang Siwei praised Zhu Ping'an's lyrics, he discovered the harmony between Wang Shizhen and Zhu Ping'an's lyrics, and couldn't help but joked with a smile.
Responding to Zhang Siwei, Zhu Pingan stepped into Wenyuan Pavilion Shiran, and bowed his hands to the goalkeeper like Wang Shizhen, and then smiled at Zhang Siwei who wanted to enter the pavilion together outside the door, saying and Wang Shizhen said the same:
"Ahem, I'm not familiar with the person outside the door, I'm sorry for the inconvenience, I'll go upstairs first."
Then Zhu Pingan caught up with Wang Shizhen, stood together in the hall, and looked at Zhang Siwei outside the door with a smile.
"You guys" Zhang Siwei smiled and shook his head, and then he also went up to the premise and wrote down a song "Recalling Jiangnan":
Swallows in the south of the Yangtze River lightly raise the wind of embroidered curtains. In February, the new society in the pond passed, and the old nest of the palace of the Six Dynasties was empty. He is relentless in the west and east.
In the first half, Que sang and Wang Shizhen, and in the second half, Que sang and Zhu Ping'an, and Zhang Siwei was also at his fingertips.
Sure enough, those who can leave a famous name in history are not the easy generation, and poetry and prose are all at their fingertips. What happened today made Zhu Ping'an more aware of the famous people in history. Those who left their names in history are not simple people.
As soon as this first memory of Jiangnan came out, it was naturally welcomed by the goalkeeper. Zhang Siwei smiled and caught up with Wang Shizhen and Zhu Pingan, 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 before stopping. The signature dish is a pot of wine that has been brewed for ten years, so I asked the shop assistant to take the menu and go to the back kitchen to prepare the dishes.
Inside the money bag Li Shu gave were three silver bills, each with a denomination of fifty taels of silver, a total of one hundred and fifty taels of silver. A tenfold increase in the price of shrimp is enough to pay.
In the Dream of the Red Chamber, so many people in Jia’s mansion spent 24 liang of silver for a meal of crabs. This made Grandma Liu exclaimed that it was enough for a small family to live for a year, and now the meal in Wenyuan Pavilion is no matter how expensive it is It won't be more expensive than eating crabs in Jia's house.
Of course, Zhu Ping'an would not take Li Shu's money for nothing. He also had a small savings, so he just returned it to Li Shu when he went back.
Wenyuan Pavilion served food very quickly. Before Zhu Pingan and the others had a chat, the dishes they ordered came one after another.
"Just now at the gate of the Hou Mansion, you also heard that I can't drink too much, you just have to enjoy yourself." Zhu Pingan poured a glass of wine for each of Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen, and poured himself a glass, and toasted them .
"Understood, if we had such a beautiful wife and concubine, we wouldn't drink too much, haha" Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen raised their glasses, touched Zhu Ping'an, and joked with a smile.
No one came to disturb, and no one held a poetry meeting in Wenyuan Pavilion. In short, the meal was very peaceful. The three of them ate and chatted about things related to the test. The food tasted good. People can say that they enjoy eating and chatting to their heart's content.
After eating, the three of them went down to Wenyuan Pavilion. Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen acted as guides, saying that they wanted to lead Zhu Pingan to visit the capital.
(end of this chapter)
Wenyuan Pavilion, the Wenyuan Pavilion here is not the place where the Qing Dynasty stored the "Siku Quanshu" a hundred years later, but a symbolic restaurant in the capital of the Ming Dynasty. It is an ideal resort for scholars and literati to drink.
One must be talented and the other must be rich to enter Wenyuan Pavilion.
Every day, a poem title will be hung at the entrance of Wenyuan Pavilion, and only those in the company who write poems according to the requirements are allowed to enter Wenyuan Pavilion. It's a bit similar to today's high-end clubs. In this way, the people who come to Wenyuan Pavilion are literati and scholars, and the style will also improve.
Scholar-bureaucrats, poets, Nazi, and Yuliu often come to Wenyuan Pavilion, where literati gather. If there are praises in Wenyuan Pavilion, their reputation will rise. expensive.
Today's Wenyuan Pavilion hangs at the door of Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan": Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is old. At sunrise, the river flowers are more red than fire, and in spring, the river water is as green as blue. Can not remember Jiangnan.
Probably write poems according to this topic and style.
Zhu Ping'an and the other three came to the gate of Wenyuan Pavilion, looked at the song Reminiscing Jiangnan hanging at the gate, and all smiled. The three bowed their hands and made room for each other, and then the honest boy Wang Shizhen was pushed out by Zhang Siwei and Zhu Pingan to write poems.
Wang Shizhen deserves to be the leader who can lead the literary world of the Ming Dynasty in the future. After being pushed out by the two people, he was calm, just smiled, and walked forward. He almost didn't think about it, and wrote a song "Recalling Jiangnan":
Where the song starts, the sun is setting and the river is red. The soft green pole adds plum rain, and the light yellow shirt is resistant to the wind of lotus root. My home is in Wuhu East.
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. The literati invited by Wenyuan Pavilion, in short, their poems and essays must be approved by them before they can enter Wenyuan Pavilion.
Wang Shizhen's "Recalling Jiangnan" is almost the best song they have seen today, so they couldn't help applauding.
"Plum rain, lotus root wind, Wen Sheng's poem can compete with Bai Shimo." Zhang Siwei couldn't help admiring.
"Come on, I still have self-knowledge. Compared with Bai Shimo, I am still far behind." Wang Shizhen shook his head slightly and smiled.
The style of a gentleman.
In Zhu Ping'an's view, Wang Shizhen is the ancient standard of modest gentleman, honor or disgrace is not surprising, exactly like walking out of an ink painting.
However, in the next second, Zhu Pingan retracted this opinion.
"Ahem, I'm not familiar with them. I'm sorry, everyone. I'll go upstairs first." After Wang Shizhen was allowed to enter Wenyuan Pavilion, she bowed to the scholar who was acting as a general, and then turned to Zhu who was outside the door. Ping An and Wang Shizhen smiled.
Originally, the rule of Wenyuan Pavilion was that one of the companions could join the cabinet if one of them made a proposal according to the requirements of the topic. According to the rules, Zhu Ping'an and Zhang Siwei have to be composed by someone else to remember Jiangnan.
Then, Zhu Ping'an was pushed out by Zhang Siwei.
Zhu Pingan 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 gate is steep. There are only stone horses in front of the Mausoleum of Old Things, and there are bronze camels on Momo. Yushu sings late at night.
This is a poem "Recalling Jiangnan" written by Nalan Xingde in the Qing Dynasty. Among Nalan's poems, this poem "Recalling Jiangnan" is not very brilliant, but when he visited Nanjing in modern times, Zhu Pingan saw it in a place of historical interest. Recalling Jiangnan for the first time, I remembered it without realizing it, and this time I took it by hand.
Although this poem is not very brilliant among Nalan's Ci, but among the people who came to Wenyuan Pavilion today, this poem is quite brilliant.
The goalkeeper couldn’t help saying hello. Just now, Wang Shizhen’s "Recalling Jiangnan" was brisk and lively, describing his love for his hometown Jiangnan; Zhu Pingan's "Recalling Jiangnan" is a meditation on the rise and fall of history, both of which are excellent works.
"Hehehe, the first word before the lyrics of Wen Sheng's "Recalling Jiangnan" is the word "song", and the last word of Zihou's "Recalling Jiangnan" is also "song". It is very interesting to sing together."
After Zhang Siwei praised Zhu Ping'an's lyrics, he discovered the harmony between Wang Shizhen and Zhu Ping'an's lyrics, and couldn't help but joked with a smile.
Responding to Zhang Siwei, Zhu Pingan stepped into Wenyuan Pavilion Shiran, and bowed his hands to the goalkeeper like Wang Shizhen, and then smiled at Zhang Siwei who wanted to enter the pavilion together outside the door, saying and Wang Shizhen said the same:
"Ahem, I'm not familiar with the person outside the door, I'm sorry for the inconvenience, I'll go upstairs first."
Then Zhu Pingan caught up with Wang Shizhen, stood together in the hall, and looked at Zhang Siwei outside the door with a smile.
"You guys" Zhang Siwei smiled and shook his head, and then he also went up to the premise and wrote down a song "Recalling Jiangnan":
Swallows in the south of the Yangtze River lightly raise the wind of embroidered curtains. In February, the new society in the pond passed, and the old nest of the palace of the Six Dynasties was empty. He is relentless in the west and east.
In the first half, Que sang and Wang Shizhen, and in the second half, Que sang and Zhu Ping'an, and Zhang Siwei was also at his fingertips.
Sure enough, those who can leave a famous name in history are not the easy generation, and poetry and prose are all at their fingertips. What happened today made Zhu Ping'an more aware of the famous people in history. Those who left their names in history are not simple people.
As soon as this first memory of Jiangnan came out, it was naturally welcomed by the goalkeeper. Zhang Siwei smiled and caught up with Wang Shizhen and Zhu Pingan, 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 before stopping. The signature dish is a pot of wine that has been brewed for ten years, so I asked the shop assistant to take the menu and go to the back kitchen to prepare the dishes.
Inside the money bag Li Shu gave were three silver bills, each with a denomination of fifty taels of silver, a total of one hundred and fifty taels of silver. A tenfold increase in the price of shrimp is enough to pay.
In the Dream of the Red Chamber, so many people in Jia’s mansion spent 24 liang of silver for a meal of crabs. This made Grandma Liu exclaimed that it was enough for a small family to live for a year, and now the meal in Wenyuan Pavilion is no matter how expensive it is It won't be more expensive than eating crabs in Jia's house.
Of course, Zhu Ping'an would not take Li Shu's money for nothing. He also had a small savings, so he just returned it to Li Shu when he went back.
Wenyuan Pavilion served food very quickly. Before Zhu Pingan and the others had a chat, the dishes they ordered came one after another.
"Just now at the gate of the Hou Mansion, you also heard that I can't drink too much, you just have to enjoy yourself." Zhu Pingan poured a glass of wine for each of Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen, and poured himself a glass, and toasted them .
"Understood, if we had such a beautiful wife and concubine, we wouldn't drink too much, haha" Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen raised their glasses, touched Zhu Ping'an, and joked with a smile.
No one came to disturb, and no one held a poetry meeting in Wenyuan Pavilion. In short, the meal was very peaceful. The three of them ate and chatted about things related to the test. The food tasted good. People can say that they enjoy eating and chatting to their heart's content.
After eating, the three of them went down to Wenyuan Pavilion. Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen acted as guides, saying that they wanted to lead Zhu Pingan to visit the capital.
(end of this chapter)
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