Wen Yuan Ge, the Wen Yuan Ge here is not a hundred years after the Qing Dynasty storage “Siku Quanshu” place, but the capital of the Ming Dynasty, a landmark restaurant, is the scholar scholar literati drinking ideal destination.
One had to be talented and one had to be rich to enter the Wen Yuan Ge.
Every day, a poem question would be hung at the entrance of Wen Yuan Ge, and only those in the peer group would be allowed to enter Wen Yuan Ge if they made a poem according to the requirement.Somewhat similar to today’s higher clubs, so, to the Wen Yuan Pavilion are not literati Confucian, style also went up.
Scholars and words of the mountain guest diamond feather stream, often to Wen Yuan Ge, literati convergence, if there is a commendation in the Wen Yuan Ge, reputation will rise, a time when people do not run away from the Wen Yuan Ge, to come to this as a noble.
Today, Wen Yuan Pavilion hanging in the door of the Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi’s “Memory of Jiangnan”: Jiangnan is good, the scenery of the old once familiar.The sunrise river flowers are more red than fire, and the river water is as green as blue in spring.I can’t help but remember Jiangnan.
It is about composing poems according to the style of this topic.
Zhu Pingan and the other three came to the entrance of Wen Yuan Pavilion, took a look at the poem “Remembering the South of the River” hanging at the entrance, and all of them smiled slightly.The three of them arched their hands and humbled each other for a while, and then the honest child Wang Shizhen was pushed out by Zhang Siwei and Zhu Pingan to do the poem.
Wang Shizhen is worthy of being the leader of the literary world of the Ming Dynasty, after being pushed out by the two men, the waves are not shocked, just a slight smile, then walked up, almost no contemplation, then put pen to paper and left a song “remembering the south of the river”:
Where the song rises, the slanting sun is half a river red.The soft green Penny add plum rain, light yellow shirt resistant to lotus root wind.My home is in the east of the five lakes.
Wang Shizhen this song “remembering the south of the river”, the door is a burst of applause, this is also the practice of the Wen Yuan Pavilion, the Wen Yuan Pavilion every day there will be a number of scholars and scribes at the door to act as a general officer, or from the State Council or the Wen Yuan Pavilion invited literati, in short, do the poems and texts to be recognised by them in order to enter the Wen Yuan Pavilion.
Wang Shizhen’s song “remembering the south of the river” is almost the best one they have seen today remembering the south of the river.So they couldn’t help but shout out in approval.
“Plum rain, lotus root wind, this lyric of Wensheng’s can compete with Bai Poetry Demon.”Zhang Siwei also couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.
“Come on less.I’m still self-aware, compared to Bai Poetry Demon.I’m still far behind.”Wang Shizhen shook his head slightly and laughed.
The style of a gentleman.
In Zhu Pingan’s opinion, Wang Shizhen was the standard humble gentleman of ancient times, unperturbed by honour and disgrace, completely like he had walked out of an ink painting.
However, in the next second, Zhu Pingan withdrew this opinion.
“Ahem, I am not familiar with them.I’m grateful to all of you, I’ll go upstairs first.”After Wang Shizhen received permission to step into the Wen Yuan Pavilion, he arched his hand towards the scholar who acted as the general’s official, and then he smiled at Zhu Pingan and Wang Shizhen who were outside the door.
Originally, the rules of Wen Yuan Pavilion is that one of the peers can all enter the pavilion in accordance with the requirements of the topic to make, but by Wang Shizhen to come so, not familiar, that is to say that it is not together, then according to the rules of the Wen Yuan Pavilion, Zhu Pingan and Zhang Siwei have to be someone to make another Memory of the South River to be able to.
Then.Zhu Pingan was then pushed out by Zhang Siwei.
Zhu Pingan looked at Zhang Siwei and smiled slightly, then went up to pick up the brush and landed on a piece of Memory of Jiangnan:
Jiangnan is good.The city is along the Saga.The only thing in front of the old mausoleum is the stone horse, and there are bronze camels on the strand of the remains.The Jade Tree sings deep in the night.
This is the Qing Dynasty Nalan Seide’s a memory of Jiangnan, in Nalan poetry, this one memory of Jiangnan is not much colour, but in modern times a tour of Nanjing, Zhu Pingan has seen this memory of Jiangnan in a certain place of historical interest, do not feel that it is also written down, and this time it will be brought by hand.
Although in Nalan’s words, this one is not very colourful.But among the people who came to Wen Yuan Pavilion today, this one is also considered to be very outstanding.
The gatekeeper officer also could not help but shout out a good sound.Just now, Wang Shizhen’s “Remembering the South of the River” was light and lively, describing his love for his hometown of Jiangnan; this one by Zhu Pingan, “Remembering the South of the River,” was a meditation on the rise and fall of history.Both were masterpieces.
“Heh heh heh, the first word before Wensheng’s ‘Memory of Jiangnan’ lyric is the word song, Zihou your last word in this ‘Memory of Jiangnan’ lyric is also a song, singing one with the other, quite an interesting ah.”
After Zhang Siwei praised Zhu Pingan’s lyrics, he discovered the sing-song harmony between Wang Shizhen and Zhu Pingan’s lyrics, and couldn’t help but laugh and joked.
In response to Zhang Siwei, Zhu Pingan stepped into the Wen Yuan Pavilion with a flourish and also arched his hand towards the door general officer like Wang Shizhen, then smiled at Zhang Siwei who wanted to enter the Pavilion in one go outside the door and said the same words as Wang Shizhen:
“Ahem, I’m not familiar with the man outside the door, so thank you all, I’ll go upstairs first.”
Then Zhu Pingan caught up with Wang Shizhen and stood together in the hall, smiling slightly as he looked at Zhang Siwei outside the door.
“You all,” Zhang Siwei smiled and shook his head, then also went up and put pen to paper to drop a song called “Remembering Jiangnan”:
Jiangnan Swallow, lightly raising the embroidered curtain wind.In February, the new society in the pond passed, and the old nest in the palace of six dynasties was empty.The first half of the song is in harmony with Wang Shizhen.
The first half of the song and Wang Shizhen, the second half of the song and Zhu Pingan, Zhang Siwei is also easy to use.
Sure enough, can leave a big name in history, are not easy generation, poetry and literature are easy to use.Today’s events, so that Zhu Pingan on the history of the celebrities and a few more points of knowledge, in the history of the name are not simple generation.
This song remembrance of the south of the river, naturally also get the door generals drink good, Zhang Siwei smiled and caught up with Wang Shizhen and Zhu Pingan two people, went up to the Wen Yuan Pavilion.
Three people on the Wen Yuan Pavilion, looking for a vacant seat, Zhang Siwei master of a breath order eight dishes and a soup before stopping, the side of Wang Shizhen smiled and did not say anything, Zhu Pingan added a Wen Yuan Pavilion’s signature dish of ten years of wine, then let the shopkeeper take the menu to go to the back of the kitchen to prepare the dishes to go.
Li Shu gave the money bag inside is three silver cheques, each are fifty taels of silver denomination, a total of one hundred and fifty taels of silver, put into the modern era, converted into RMB is almost 100,000 yuan, that is, Qingdao prawns prices rose ten times also enough to pay.
In the Dream of the Red Chamber so many people ate a meal of crabs under the House of Jia spent 24 two silver, which also let Liu Lou Lou marvelled that enough small families over a year, now Wen Yuan Ge this meal is more expensive than the House of Jia ate a meal of crabs under the expensive it.
Of course, Zhu Pingan will not take Li Shu’s money for nothing, he is also a small savings, back to Li Shu is.
Wen Yuan Ge’s serving speed is very fast, without waiting for Zhu Ping An to chat for a few words, the dishes they ordered came up one after another.
“Just now at the entrance of the Marquis House, you all heard it, I can’t drink much, just enjoy yourselves.”Zhu Pingan poured a glass of wine for each of Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen, and also poured one for himself, raising his glass to toast the two.
“Understood, if we had such delicate wives and beautiful concubines, we wouldn’t drink too much, hehe,” Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen raised their glasses and clinked them with Zhu Pingan, laughing and joking.
No one else came to disturb, and no one held a poetry party in Wen Yuan Pavilion, all in all, this meal was very peaceful, the three of them ate and chatted, talked about things related to the meeting examination, the meal tasted good, the three of them could be said to be enjoying the meal and chatting.
After eating, the three of them went down to the Wen Yuan Pavilion, Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen as a guide, said to lead Zhu Pingan to stroll down the capital.
