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Chapter ninety-fifth feast

The imperial examination culture has a long history, and after the Chinese style, candidates usually hold banquets to celebrate.

The more famous ones are the Lu Ming Banquet after the provincial examination and the Enrong Banquet after the palace examination. Of course, the Enrong Banquet was an official statement by the Ministry of Rites in the Ming Dynasty, and the people are more accustomed to calling it the Qionglin Banquet.

Of course, there can be banquets after the college entrance examination, but it is not held by the official, not as large as the two.

A total of forty-nine new scholars gathered in Haiping Tower to celebrate.

Among them, Zhang Yinian, who had just been dismissed from the scholar's fame.

Haiping Tower is a famous restaurant in Ningbo Prefecture. Its name is Zhang Ruoxu's famous line in "Spring River Flower Moon Night" "The tide of spring river connects the sea to the level, and the bright moon on the sea grows with the tide".

The Moon Night of the Spring River is a poem that Xu Yan likes very much. The poem's artistic conception and momentum are all at its peak, and it is a rare masterpiece, so there is a saying that the lonely chapters overwhelm the entire Tang Dynasty.

People feel refreshed when they are happy. Although it is much easier to have a small three yuan than a large three yuan, it is still an achievement.

Although Xu Yan's efforts are the most important part of this, Qian Dehong is more important.

Without Mr. Qian, Xu Yan's journey to the imperial examination would definitely not be so smooth.

After all, it is a society of relationships.

It doesn’t matter if you are talented but you are destined to go far.

After pressing these, without mentioning them, the scholars and men took over Haipinglou and, after entering the seat in turn, they should have spoken at the first trial of the hospital as usual.

Xu Yan knew that this was impossible to avoid, so he cleared his throat and said, "We are all from Ningbo Prefecture, and in the eyes of foreign prefectures, we are fellow villagers. When we take the provincial examination in the future, others will only say how the scholars of Ningbo Prefecture took the exam, but not how the scholars of Cixi County or Dinghai County were. I also hope that you can unite and bring glory to Ningbo Prefecture's culture and education."

Xu Yan's words are really fine.

During the prefecture examination, scholars from various counties may still be able to compete, but after the college examination, they were both classmates and fellow villagers.

During the provincial examination, they were the closest comrades-in-arms, and their interests were naturally the same.

To put it further, in fact, the students in Zhejiang are all fellow villagers.

However, this will only be well reflected when scholars from all over the country rush to the capital for competition after the provincial examination.

Sometimes things are so wonderful, and there will be different opinions at different stages. It is the happiest thing to be able to hear the local accent when you are in a foreign land.

The scholars were moved.

Look at the head of Xu's case, and then look at Zhang Yinian. It's really a verdict.

I still remember that at the end of the palace examination, Zhang Yinian attacked Xu Yan as a Dinghai County native, which attracted countless Dinghai County scholars to protest.

After that, Zhang Yinian's reputation became terrible.

The Xu case not only regarded the scholars of Ningbo Prefecture as fellow villagers, but also encouraged everyone to join the group to keep warm and work together

I don’t know how tall this position and posture are than Zhang Yinian.

At this moment, everyone admired Xu Yan and was full of energy. If such a person with both moral integrity and ability do not commit crimes, who will do it?

Chen Maoli was in high spirits and chanted casually:

When you get it, you sing and lose it, you will be relieved, and you will be sad and hateful.

I am drunk today, and I am sad tomorrow.

This poem is good, but it belongs to someone else after all.

After Chen Maoli finished reciting, he looked at Xu Yan.

"The first song of Xu's case!"

I don’t know who shouted first, and then all the scholars started to make a fuss.

Xu Yan has always been famous for his poetry, and since the Gushan Poetry Conference, he has become a famous little poet in Jiangnan.

It is inevitable to write poetry in banquets.

Xu Yan was already in this position and naturally couldn't refuse, so he cleared his throat and chanted:

I heard that Ji Ruanqi was depressed and fond of rice juice.

He shouted wine like a burning fire, and five buckets of water were not wet.

If you have clear words and wonderful principles, you will often get it in a deep state.

I don’t know that Sanlu Gong has a shortcoming, and Chen Xiang has a shortcoming.

It's like a swan among the clouds, looking at the duck in the pond.

Isn’t it a big deal to cover it? Is it so sad that I am empty?

The garden is fragrant and the festival is full of pomegranates and red flowers.

Boil sour rice with green vinegar, and white calamus with wine.

Wine moistens my lips, and flowers bloom with me.

Walking through the fisherman's song, I cried with a hang of the orphan.

It is even more bitter to wake up the soul and old, so drink wine to make the mistake of it.

Today's great banquet, there are thousands of miles of guests.

I hope the guests will not wake up when they are drunk, and they will worry about them after they wake up.

After reciting a long poem, it attracted cheers from the whole hall.

"Xu Censor is indeed extraordinary. If such a poem was put in the Tang Dynasty, it was also a top-notch."

"Who said no, it's a great blessing for me to have such a young poet in Ningbo Mansion!"

"It's not just a blessing for Ningbo Prefecture, it's simply a blessing for the Ming Dynasty!"

"One song, another song from Xu's first coin!"

"Yes, I won't go home until I'm drunk tonight!"

"Xu Case Shou is the pride of the talented man in Ningbo!"

Xu Yan was speechless.

This is simply not a way out.

But judging from this attitude, it would be too disappointing if he did not agree to write poetry.

The last song, no matter what, this is the last song!

Xu Yan drank a glass of rice wine and then chanted:

The moon turns around the mountain and the light is reflected in the surroundings, and the smoke floats over the Han Dynasty to attract the immortals.

The first time I was wearing the yellow door of the Imperial Palace, I had already received the maid from Tianyi Xiang.

The bell in front of the window tells Changle, and the outdoor bell hanging is a seal.

Yinpu first flight to Pinan Pavilion, Yulin Guard Zhou Luman.

The soldiers of the Sili army entered Qi, and the prime minister stayed to return home late.

The bead foil is high and the bead is moving, and the golden key is suddenly suspended and leaks the plate.

The clouds are half covered in the mist, and the water in the dragon pond is sobbing and slanting.

The geese are scattered in the sky, and the trees in the palace are hidden in the crows.

The dew drops on the sky street and the willows, and the wind returns to Shangyuan and wants to fly flowers.

Chenglang is clear and cuts the candles in the window late at night.

Who drafted the chapters for admonition and hunting, and draw the hair and reconcile the songs of Yangchun?

The eternal praise of Yao's year, and all nations are jubilant in attendance.

The report of the doctor Shaoyin was reported to him and the news of the great official Zhenshen was heard.

I am ashamed that the little minister was eating his fortune and gave him money at the banquet in the Ming Dynasty.

After reciting the poem, Xu Yan took another sip.

"Xu Case Shou is a description of the imperial banquet."

"Unormal, Xu Censor's ambition is indeed extraordinary."

"How can the sparrow know the ambition of the swan? We are still immersed in the joy of the examination list in the hospital. Xu Case leader is already thinking about the scene of the imperial banquet after the palace examination."

"Xu Case Leader is encouraging us, and we cannot be content with others."

Actually, Xu Yan didn't think so much, but he just thought it was easy to recite.

Chen Maoli sang it out loud. The song was Yulin Ling, but it was in Kunshan accent.

At this time, Kunqu Opera was still in its early stages and many things were not settled.

For example, the famous water grinding chamber.

However, Chen Maoli sang very well and his voice was very moving.

Xu Yan never thought that he had this skill, but was stunned.

"How did Brother Yu sing in the sky?"

After singing a song, Chen Maoli said proudly.

Xu Yan smiled and joked: "Brother Lu Qing can go to the Liyuan."

"Woo, then forget it."

Chen Maoli said in disappointment: "If the Grand Master sees it, you will beat me to death."

"This song is also a matter of elegance."

Xu Yan smiled and said, "The key is to match the Grand Master's wishes. Brother Lu Qing's voice is not something that Grand Master Lei likes."

Everyone in the Ming Dynasty liked Kunqu Opera, but the current tone is still a bit tough and there is a lot of room for improvement.

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