Meibei Lake.

Meipi is the pond formed by the confluence of the Mishui River, which is full of waves.

King Qin Huiwen set up Shanglin Garden, and Mipi was one of the Shanglin Gardens.

Meipi is also called Meipi. It is said that it got its name because of its sweet water, and it is called Meipi because of the delicious fish in it.

Cheng Chu stood silently by the lake, looking at the huge lake.

The spirit is relaxed and refreshed.

Can't help but want to write a poem.

Of course, it's not a time for copying public documents.

Only doggerel.

Du Fu, Cen Shen, Su Shi, Cheng Hao and other literati who came here in history must have felt this way, right?
It is indeed a good place.

"Chang'an order!"

"The poetry meeting will start in a moment."

"Some people have come, but still very few."

"Someone found out that the Taolin Poetry Association has already gathered a hundred and ten talented scholars and beauties."

"There should be more by now."

"I'm a little panicked!"

Li Kou changed his usual calmness, and now he was somewhat flustered.

After all, whether the poetry meeting can continue or not depends on whether the first teaching workshop is popular or not.

From last year to this year now.

Other aristocratic families began to vigorously do teaching workshops.

Many teaching workshops in Chang'an have sought-after oirans.

Especially Qinghe Jiaofang, with the Qinghe Cui family as the backstage, has a chance to compete for the first place.

So Li Kou panicked.

Worried that the throne of Chang'an No. [-] Teaching Workshop will not be guaranteed.

"Brother Li!"

"Don't panic..."

"Just trust me."

"What Taolin Poetry has, we also have."

"What Taolin Shihui doesn't have, we still have."

"It won't be long before more and more people will come to the Chang'an Poetry Fair."

"Brother Li, take good care of the oirans in Jiaofang, and I will take care of the rest."

Cheng Chumo said confidently.

Is he really confident?
Of course there is.

There are four great beasts in the security issue, so there is no problem.

As for the all-important attraction.

Cheng Chumo also made a lot of preparations according to the specifications and planning plans of later generations.

The first point: the venue.

The importance of the venue is self-evident.

Those who come to participate in the poetry meeting and oiran competition must have a good environment.

The weather is fine today, it is the time of spring.

Held again by the lake.

It's a great place.

But this was not enough, Cheng Chumo asked Li Kou to answer directly and build a stage within ten days.

Nothing to cover, just an open air stage.

But it fits the environment very well.

The stage is huge and covered with a red carpet.

This is the stage for the oiran competition.

There are many wooden seats under the stage, and the height is the perfect angle to appreciate the oiran performance on the stage.

As for where the poetry meeting will be held?

Of course it was on the lake.

There are more than a dozen boats floating on the lake at this moment.

There is no problem with more than [-] people standing on a boat.

Take a boat trip on the lake to see the scenery, appreciate the beauty and compose poems to show your poetic talent.

Chang'an poetry gathers talents, and the oiran contest meets beautiful women.

Cheng Chu silently wrote a doggerel in his heart.

Bit by bit as time passed.

More and more people come to Meipi Lake.

You don't need an invitation to come to Chang'an Poetry Club.

So the people who come here are naturally not just talented scholars and beautiful ladies.

Some ordinary people also want to watch the fun.

Cheng Chu silently set the rules.

Poetry Association Poetry Association must be able to compose poetry.

Only those who can write poetry can board the boat.

As for those who can't write poetry, he can't drive them away.

Instead, let them gather in a pre-built viewing platform.

There are many benches here, which Cheng Chumo asked the carpenter to build specially.

As for whether the order will be chaotic?

Cheng Chumo was not worried.

One is that with his reputation, some people can keep themselves safe.

After all, his reputation is not only for being a talented scholar and good official, but also for catching thieves and killing people.

Some people who come to the poetry meeting will naturally not make trouble.

As for the people who came from other big cities, those who are not familiar with him, they want to pretend or something.

Cheng Chumo was also happy to see it.

Poetry needs heat.

The rest are people sent by people with a heart to make trouble.

This kind of person, Cheng Chumo will not turn his face on the spot, rely on poetry to win, and then let the four big Jin Yiwei break their arms and legs one by one when they go home.

Those who come to his territory to make trouble, don't even think about it.

"Brother! It's really good to hold the Chang'an Poetry Fair here."

"This is not good! This is obviously good."

"This water! This environment! This is no more poetic than that peach forest!"

"Furthermore! Are they also worthy of holding a poetry meeting in Taolin?"

"Chang'an Ling wrote such a good peach blossom poem, it is simply too beautiful."

"I don't know where to go, Taohua still smiles at the spring breeze."

A few talents walked and talked freely.

One person started to chant while shaking his head.

Anyone who came to the Chang'an Poetry Association would not praise it.

Whether it is the environment, or the temporary stage and seats and so on.

What pleased those wits the most was the dozen or so boats.

Some northern talents are very yearning for the poetic and artistic charm of the south.

Sitting on a painting cruise ship, admiring the oirans, singing to wine.

It was simply a fairy day.

And now Chang'an Order wants them to experience it! ! !
How can I not be excited! ! !
The Chang'an order is really good! ! !
Who will dare to deal with Chang'an Order in the future.

I am the first to not deal with it.

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