Take the imperial examinations with the red envelopes of the writers

It was a moonlit night.

The night was dark, with layers of clouds and mist wandering around the bright moon, only a corner of the white jade plate was slightly exposed.

Perhaps because of staying on the boat for a long time, Su Yan felt a little depressed.

He was dragging his chin in a daze, not noticing that Lu Xianzhi's eyes lightly passed over his slightly sad white face.

Lu Xianzhi's eyes flickered slightly, and he raised his eyelids casually.

"Go and bring 'Sunset'." He said suddenly, his clear and lingling voice was like the wind knocking on Qiong.

At first, Su Yan didn't know that "Sunset" was the name of this Guqin, but he was a little curious about what it might be.

Until he saw the guqin.

It was a sycamore wood guqin with a black body and a soft wood color, and it was obvious from the first glance that it was the master's favorite thing.This Qin also inexplicably matches Lu Xianzhi very well.

Is the male god going to play the piano? !

Su Yan's eyes were clear and bright, and he looked at Lu Xianzhi excitedly.

Suddenly, the two looked at each other, one clear and the other deep.

With Lu Xianzhi's eyes downcast, a pair of jade hands lightly picked the strings, and the melodious sound of the piano flowed from his white jade-like fingertips.

This faint piano sound, like a butterfly fluttering its wings, is confusing.

It's like a gurgling spring that cleanses people's hearts.

Outside the window, the clouds and mists surrounding the bright moon in the night sky dissipated, revealing the originally bright and bright figure of Haoyue.

Su Yan was stunned for a moment, wondering if the sound of the piano was too melodious or the person playing the piano was too handsome and picturesque.

Just one of them is enough to make him drunk.

When the last sound of the piano dissipated into the night, Su Yan was speechless for a long time.

He looked at Lu Xianzhi, his big almond eyes curved slightly, and at that moment, it seemed as if the mist of a beautiful mountain stream melted away.

"Brother Xianzhi's piano skills are amazing!" Su Yan couldn't help admiring him, he deserves to be the unique Jiangling Mansion's great talent Lu Xianzhi, he is really talented and the best in the world.

"If you like the sound of this piano, you can choose music when you go to Yunshan Academy in the future." Lu Xianzhi said lightly, he waved his hand, and the maid at the side immediately stepped forward and carefully put away the "sunset" guqin.

***

So of course Guqin is the choice!

After recalling the dreamlike sound of the piano, Su Yan's mood also became very good.

Fortunately, there are not many students who choose music. At present, there are only two students who choose Guqin.

Su Yan and that student took turns using the guqin in the academy. While one was practicing the guqin, the other was quietly reading books on music theory, and the two got along harmoniously.

However, Su Yan still wants to have his own guqin, just like the male god's "Sunset" guqin.

After taking the music theory class, he realized that Lu Xianzhi's pitch-black, soft-colored sycamore wood guqin that he saw at the beginning was the famous Qin "Sunset", and it was also called "Sunset Liuxia" together with another famous piano in the world, "Liuxia".

Sure enough, only a peerless piano can be matched with an amazing talent.

Su Yan didn't expect to be lucky enough to get a peerless famous piano, but he just planned to wait for the next holiday to go to Yunzhou to look for it, to see if there was a satisfactory Guqin that would suit his eyes.

After all, he asked Master Wu about the choice of guqin, and Master Wu replied gently: "You can first look at the wood and workmanship of the guqin. A good guqin has even and fine wood, smooth grain, and delicate craftsmanship."

After Master Wu finished speaking, he pointed to the "Mingyu" guqin in his hand.

"Play a piece with your hands to see if you like the feel of the piano. Then listen to whether the sound of the piano is bright but not noisy, soft but not hollow, thick but not stuffy."

Su Yan nodded obediently.

"However, the most important thing is fate. If you fall in love with that guqin at a glance, you probably can't go wrong." Wu Fuzi smiled lightly when he thought of something, "For example, my 'Mingyu' is the one I saw when I was young. It is still the most convenient guqin I have ever used.”

She affectionately touched the strings under her hand, and said: "After getting along for a long time, the qin will understand your heart, and naturally you can use the qin to express your ideas and express your feelings with the qin."

Su Yan responded with a half understanding.

Except for the class time, Su Yan was using Zhu Xi's "one inch of time is not to be taken lightly" red envelope at other times to extend his study time and digest the course content of Jingyi.

In order to use up the red envelope as soon as possible, sometimes when Su Yan accompanied his junior brother Zhou Yunwen to the Wenjin Pavilion, he cruelly tripled the study time.

So, two hours later, Zhou Yunwen left Wenjin Pavilion and returned to his dormitory reluctantly, while Su Yan couldn't wait to run out, and only felt a little breathless under the cool moonlight.

He studied for six hours!

Mother, he is going to learn to vomit.

Learning can no longer make him happy!

He has been exhausted by Jingyi!

Fortunately, little uncle Liu Kairui acted vigorously and swiftly.On the third day of this ten-year period, a carriage station was opened outside Yunshan Academy. The operation hours are from Maoshi to Haishi every day, which is very thoughtful and thoughtful.

Each horse-drawn carriage is paid for a one-way trip up the mountain or down the mountain, a two-way round trip, or a monthly subscription.

Since the charge is based on each carriage, there is no limit to the number of people in the carriage. Students or book boys and boys can also ride up and down the mountain together in the carriage, which unexpectedly promotes the communication between the students.

Su Yan dubbed this "horse carriage social".

While eating the supper brought to him by Shutong Jishi from the food shop at the foot of Yunshan Mountain, while listening to Jishi gossip about a certain Shutong with the surname Wang’s brother communicating with him, it’s kind of like eating supper while eating supper in his previous life. The feeling of watching a drama.

This is a normal and happy life.

Reading and studying are so hard on weekdays, of course food is needed to soothe people's hearts!

Listening to Ji Shi said that since the horse-drawn carriage service was opened, there are now many more students who go down the mountain to eat supper every day or let the school boys bring supper up.

After hearing this, Su Yan rolled his eyes, this is another business opportunity!

In the previous life, which primary and secondary schools and universities were not on the food street? !

Grilled cold noodles, oden, fried chicken, octopus balls, milk tea... I miss you so much, woo woo.

Su Yanzheng felt that he was getting tired of eating supper at these restaurants after going back and forth these days.

It just so happens that the little uncle is still staying in Yangzhou, so why not set up a food street at the foot of Yunshan Mountain by the way.

Just like the night market in Yunzhou City, set up a mini night market at the foot of Yunshan Mountain to meet the supper needs of the students and drive the surrounding economic development by the way!

Thinking about it, Su Yan speeded up his supper, wiped his mouth with a brocade handkerchief, and began to write a letter to his little uncle—about the plan for a food street at the foot of Yunshan Mountain.Wait, you don't even need a street, you only need a big shop, which can be divided into multiple snack shops, inviting snack shops to settle in, and focusing on takeaway business.

As he wrote, thinking of the rich variety of night snacks in the future, a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

***

The days of being obsessed with studying always go by so fast, and tomorrow is the holiday, which is really not easy.

Su Yan originally wanted to go down the mountain to buy a guqin tomorrow, but was suddenly stopped by a student, Tan Mingcheng, who was also in the upper dormitory after class.This Tan Mingcheng was a student from the previous class.

"Brother Tan, what's the matter?" Su Yan asked politely.

"Brother Su Xian, I'm here to ask if you are interested in joining our Xiaoxiang Poetry Club?" Tan Mingcheng said sincerely.

Xiaoxiang Poetry Club?

Su Yan had heard that Yunshan Academy had various clubs before, but these clubs seemed to adopt an invitation system, and the original members of the club would send out invitations to their favorite classmates or juniors.

Su Yan didn't expect that Xiaoxiang Poetry Club would take a fancy to him just now, but his test post poems are quite ordinary.

The bosses in the literary red envelope group are still worried about this. Why is Su Yan still not enlightened in poetry writing? Except for occasional flashes of inspiration, the poems he writes at other times are a bit dry.

The bosses also held a special meeting to study teaching methods, trying to make Su Yan write poems while eating, sleeping, and drinking water. They didn't stop for a while until the system released the routine task of "combining the Five Classics" and seeing that Su Yan had worked hard enough. for a while.

"Thank you Brother Tan for your love, but my poems are really so-so..." Su Yan said with some embarrassment.

"Hey, it's okay. Although our name is Xiaoxiang Poetry Society, we are not only studying poetry. After all, career development is the right way. We will also discuss classics and articles during gatherings on weekdays." Tan Mingcheng smiled heartily and explained. .

"You don't need to rush to agree. Tomorrow is a holiday, and our Xiaoxiang Poetry Society will hold an autumn banquet at the Liushang Pavilion south of the academy. Would Su Xiandi be willing to come with you? I just happened to meet my classmates in the society, and share the elegant taste together. " Tan Mingcheng invited enthusiastically.

Autumn feast?It sounds interesting.

Seeing Su Yan's look of anticipation, Tan Mingcheng smiled, and said, "This autumn feast is an open one. Brother Su Xian, if you have any friends who are willing, you can come together, and we can drink and chant poems together!"

Su Yan thought of his friends, nodded, and thanked Tan Mingcheng with a salute.

Tan Mingcheng waved his hand, and then went to invite others.

Su Yan returned to the dormitory and told all the friends about it.

Xie Linfeng was very interested in various activities other than studying, so he readily agreed.

Song Zixiu also nodded. He had worked overtime in the past ten days to finish the draft of the first volume of the storybook. He always felt that he still needed to revise a lot. This autumn banquet might give him some inspiration.

Zhou Yunwen was rather curious about the level of knowledge of the other members of the Xiaoxiang Poetry Society, and wanted to see the poems of the seniors.

So the four of them made an appointment to go to the autumn feast together tomorrow.

***

The next day, the wind was light and the clouds were light, and the autumn air was crisp.

Su Yan and his party went to the Liushang Pavilion on the south side of the academy.

The Liushang Pavilion is located in a quiet and secluded place on the inner side of the academy. There is a screen in the pavilion, and a plaque hangs on it "The place where Qushui invites joy".

There are lush forests and bamboos around the pavilion, as well as a winding and clear stream, with beautiful scenery.

Behind Liushang Pavilion is the gorgeous autumn scenery of Yunshan Mountain.

Looking around, the mountains are full of red, and the forests are all dyed.

This warm and plump maple leaf red shines brightly under the sunlight.

At this time, groups of young students were already sitting in Liushang Pavilion, talking and laughing, the atmosphere was harmonious and full of vigor.

On the table in the pavilion, there are also tea and pastries, wine vessels and wine orders, pens, ink, paper and inkstones, silk and bamboo orchestras and other things, making full preparations for today's banquet activities of splashing ink and chanting poems.

Seeing Su Yan and his group coming, Tan Mingcheng, who invited Su Yan, hurried forward and introduced Su Yan and the others to others.

The other students saw that Su Yan and his party were tall and straight, with a clear and bright temperament, like Zhilan Yushu, with extraordinary bearing, they also felt good about them and greeted them warmly.

Some students came one after another, and Su Yan took this opportunity to get to know many students.

After everyone greeted each other, Meng Zhengqing, the president of Xiaoxiang Poetry Society and the oldest young man in his 25s, wrote a poem about the joy of the autumn banquet, which officially announced the start of the event.

"Meng is not talented, so I can only say that he is throwing bricks to attract jade, and please move to this place of clear water! I will look forward to your superb talents!" Meng Zhengqing smiled and made an invitation gesture.

Afterwards, Meng Zhengqing held up a cup and roughly introduced the rules of the game.

The cup in his hand is made of celadon, very small and exquisite, very light in weight, and has a support at the bottom, so it can float smoothly on the water.

This game is to put the cup filled with wine in the stream, and the cup floats downstream from the upstream, passing through this winding stream, if it spins or stops at the position in front of someone, whoever You have to pick up this cup, drink the wine in one gulp, and compose poems, paint pictures, play music or show other talents.

If you feel nervous and at a loss for a moment, it doesn't matter, and you will be punished with three glasses of wine.

In general, it's just a matter of leisure and fun.

All the students happily found a place to sit beside the winding, crystal-clear stream.

"I'm not going to take part in the fun of drinking cups for the time being, but I'll play a song for everyone to cheer up!" A student in a light blue robe cupped his hands towards the crowd, smiled slightly, and picked up the music he brought with him amidst the cheers of the crowd. The jade flute played.

The sound of the flute is melodious and clear, with continuous echoes, intertwined with the occasional autumn wind in the mountains, making it even more elegant and refined.

At this point the game begins.

The eyes of the students were fixed on the cup that was slowly coming down from the upper reaches. This cup seemed to understand everyone's thoughts and was not in a hurry. .

The author has something to say: Brother Xian is here!

The choice of guqin comes from the Internet, with the addition of private settings for eye-catching.

Flowing Cups of Qushui comes from Wang Xizhi's "Preface to the Collection of Lanting": "There are lofty mountains, lush forests and bamboos here, and clear and turbulent streams, which are reflected on the left and right, leading to the flowing cups of Qushui, and sitting next. One chant is enough to narrate the quiet feelings." "Lanting Collection Preface" is about the spring feast, and the main text is about the autumn feast.