Time travel, sell Tang poems at the beginning

Dayan Sheng'an three years.

On the first day of May, the wind was warm and sunny, the clouds were clear and the wind was light.

The streets of Jiangling City were empty, and the people spontaneously came to the Confucian Temple Square in the north of the city. Some of them were preparing to participate in the upcoming Confucian Temple Poetry and Literature Festival, and some just wanted to take advantage of the large number of people to come here to do some small business. More people just came to watch. lively.

When Mao hour was approaching, Lin Feng and Lin San hurried to the Confucian Temple Square. As soon as Lin Feng got off the carriage, the people of Jiangling City who were watching the excitement consciously made way for him.

As Lin Feng walked, he thanked the people on both sides who gave way.

"Boss Lin is such a good man. My man works in his brewery. He never deducts wages and gets money to go home every day."

"My brother also works in Boss Lin's brewery. The food there is really good. Not only are they provided with three meals a day, but they also include meat, and you can take home the meals you can't eat."

"Yes! Boss Lin is such a kind person. My daughter works as a waiter at Natural Residence. The salary is very high, and the leftover food and wine from the guests can be taken home to feed the chickens and ducks."

"Really? Then I will let my daughter try out at Tianranju tomorrow, but I don't know if they are still recruiting people?"

"Hi, my daughter told me that Boss Lin plans to open another natural home on Xingmin Street, and he will definitely need to hire waiters by then."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. Shopkeeper Lin San told my daughter personally. How can it be false?"

……

A high platform has been erected in front of the Jiangzhou Confucian Temple. On the platform are neatly arranged poetry windows. What is written on the poetry windows are ancient Tang poems created by Lin Feng.

At this time, many scholars were gathering under the stage. They looked up and admired the poems placed on the edge of the high stage, and their voices of admiration kept coming...

Seeing Lin Feng's arrival, everyone made way for him. Lin Feng nodded politely to them and quickly walked up the high platform to the podium.

"Boy Lin, you're finally here. I'm about to ask Capt. He to invite you in person!"

"Mr. Du, please stop scaring me. I'm not late!"

"Okay, sit down quickly, the poetry conference is about to start."

As soon as Lin Feng sat down, the governor Wang Zhong stood up and said loudly: "Everyone, please be quiet. The Confucian Temple Poetry and Essay Meeting will begin soon. The first step of the Confucian Temple Poetry and Essay Meeting - poetry appreciation."

"Any scholar with a good reputation can come on stage to appreciate these poems and express their own opinions. According to the regulations of the Confucian Temple, as long as ten people on the scene raise objections to a certain poem at the same time, and after discussion and approval by the judges, they can Disqualify him from entering the Confucian Temple."

"I announce that the poetry appreciation will now begin."

As soon as Wang Zhong finished speaking, a group of scholars couldn't wait to walk up to the high platform and began to appreciate each article one by one...

"This article about drinking wine is really good. You can definitely enter the Confucian Temple. Anyone who dares to object must have something wrong with their brains."

"Brother Xu, I think this article about drinking wine can not only enter the Confucian Temple, but also the Tibetan Pavilion in the Imperial City without any problem. The author Li Bai definitely deserves the name of the Poet Immortal."

"What Brother Zheng said is true. It is an honor for us that such a famous article was born in our Jiangling City!"

"My lords, I have read countless poems in my life, but this one is my favorite. The author, Du Fu, will be my lifelong goal."

"I also like this poem "Ascend the High" very much. Every time I read it, I feel more deeply. Du Fu definitely deserves the name of the Immortal of Poetry. Please raise your hands if you agree with this view."

All the old scholars in front of the poetry window raised their right hands, and the name Du Fu, the Immortal of Poetry, was born.

The poetry appreciation for nearly half an hour was over, and all the poems on the high platform were passed without exception. Li Bai and Du Fu received unanimous praise, and the reputation of poetry immortals spread.

"Everyone, I declare that all poems and essays have been approved. Next, we will proceed to the second part of the Confucian Temple Poetry and Essay Meeting - the author's speech."

"Since the authors of these poems are all hermits, and no one has been found so far, the Jiangzhou Prefectural Government decided that Lin Feng, the author of these fifteen poems, would temporarily come on stage to speak a few words for everyone, and everyone applauded and welcomed them. "

"Clap clap clap..."

After a burst of warm applause, Lin Feng stood up from the podium.

"To be honest, I, Lin Feng, have no unique understanding of these poems and essays. I will simply talk about my overall feelings about these poems and essays!"

“When I first picked up some poems and essays, the first thing I saw was Li Bai’s About to Enter the Wine. After a closer look, I immediately felt that this poem was really well written, so I kept these poems and essays. "

"Even people like me who don't understand poetry know the value of these poems. This shows how important these poems are in the eyes of scholars."

"I'm done, thank you all."

"Clap clap clap..."

There was another burst of warm applause.

"The next step is the third part of the Confucian Temple Poetry and Prosperity Competition - the judges' comments."

"I would like to invite Mr. Du Ge, the first-rank scholar of the current dynasty and my mentor, the former chief minister of the cabinet, to comment for everyone."

"Clap clap clap..."

A burst of warm applause began, and Du Cheng slowly stood up from the podium.

"Jiangzhou scholars, these poems and essays on the stage are not only the wealth of Jiangzhou, but also the wealth of my dayan. Many of these poems and essays can be entered into the Cangwen Pavilion. After I leave to return to Beijing tomorrow, I will I will report the situation to His Majesty."

"Finally, I sincerely wish that outstanding people from Jiangzhou will emerge from generation to generation, and that Dayan will be prosperous for generations to come."

After Du Cheng finished speaking, the audience burst into warm applause again.

“Then we come to the fourth part of the Confucian Temple Poetry and Prosperity Conference—the introduction of poems and essays into the Confucian Temple.”

Representatives of scholars from Jianglin Academy were invited to invite the poetry window on the stage into the Confucian Temple to accept the salary from the people of Jiangzhou.

After Wang Zhong finished speaking, someone immediately walked out of the queue at Jianglin Academy. They walked up to the high platform in pairs, raised the poetry window on the platform and walked towards the Confucian Temple.

A quarter of an hour later, all the poems on stage entered the Confucian Temple.

"Then we come to the fifth and final part of the Confucian Temple Poetry and Literature Society - offering incense and stipends."

"Everyone present please line up consciously and enter the Confucian Temple one by one to offer incense and salary."

Du Cheng, who had the highest official rank, walked into the Confucian Temple first and walked out of the Confucian Temple in less than a minute. The next people to enter the Confucian Temple were Wang Zhonglan and Fan Yong.

Lin Feng was the fifth person to enter the Confucian Temple. As soon as he entered the gate of the Confucian Temple, someone handed him a lit Buddhist incense stick and motioned him to insert it into the huge incense hut in the center of the hall. Lin Feng followed True to his words, after placing the Buddhist incense, he bowed three times to the main hall of the main hall, and the offering of salary incense was considered complete.

After leaving the Confucian Temple, Lin Feng quickly caught up with Du Cheng and Wang Zhong who were walking in front.

"Mr. Du, you are going back to Beijing early tomorrow morning. Due to my oath, I am afraid I won't be able to see you off in person. I wish you a happy journey and a safe journey in advance."

"Boy Lin, the reason why you took that oath yesterday was because you wanted to hide from me, right?"

"Mr. Du, how can you think of me so much? Although I don't want to be an official, I still respect you very much. It's just that I'm used to being lazy and talk and do things casually. Please don't take offense to me, Mr. Du."

"Okay, I still know your character. If we say goodbye today, we may say goodbye forever. I never thought that in her later years, the old lady would still be able to make friends like you. How lucky she is!"

"It's an honor for me to meet Mr. Du. Take care!"

Lin Feng cupped his hands, turned around and left quickly...