Poetry gatherings are often held in the capital, especially on various festivals. Poetry gatherings are a must-have program. Among them, the Dragon Boat Festival, Chinese Valentine's Day, and Mid-Autumn Festival have the most poetry gatherings. There are no fewer than seven or eight poetry gatherings in the city, most of which are public and open-air.

Held outside, as long as you are confident in your literary talent, you can attend. It is the best way for scholars to become famous. Poetry gatherings are usually held in front of a certain government office or school. The government school participates in the organization and is responsible for maintaining order in the city of Tokyo.

Common places for poetry gatherings here are in front of Shangshu Province, in front of Mingliyuan, in front of Qingxinlou, in front of Limen, in front of Taixue and other places. The most peculiar thing is that there is also a poetry meeting in front of Wuxue. In the third year of Qingli in the Song Dynasty, in Wu

The establishment of a martial arts school in Chengwang Temple was the first martial arts school since ancient times, and it was probably the first martial arts school in the world. However, the martial arts school only existed for more than ninety days at first, and then it was declared closed. This is actually because

It was not very attractive, and no one was willing to enroll as a martial arts student. Later, Wang Anshi carried out the reform, and in the fifth year of Ning Dynasty, martial arts was restored in the Wucheng Wang Temple.

, as the main teaching material, and officials such as doctors of martial arts were set up to train students in the martial arts of bow and horse for five years, and then they were appointed as martial arts officials. In the fifth year of Qingyuan, various states followed the trend and established martial arts schools, and selected students according to their martial arts.

Officials, but the samurai dormitory of the state school did not last long and was abolished. Only the Tokyo martial arts school remained. The martial arts school and the Taixue school were only separated by an imperial street in the outer city, but the situations were slightly different. Zhao Shengming

He is a young man, even if he has received 10% of the imperial examination, he is looked down upon by the imperial students on weekdays. Even the people in Tokyo City take Zhao Sheng seriously. After all, even if he takes the martial arts exam and so on

, it is at least possible to serve as a low-level official in the army. The salary and status are not comparable to those of civilian officials. In other words, if there is a war, he will lose his life. However, although Zhao is half dead or alive, there seems to be competition every year during festivals.

In particular, I also followed Zuo Jing to hold a poetry meeting and then went to Zhaomen to participate in the poetry meeting. Apart from my own students, there were only some military personnel who usually hated to write a few lines in a sour way. It was considered a small poetry meeting.

If you want to go to the Poetry Festival in the most desolate place outside, you have to choose a place. Zhao, after discussing with Guozixue, went to the back of the university gate. After all, there were fewer young people in Taixue, so it was like Shangshu Province.

Old Ming, who was very active and had only a small beard, went to show off his knowledge. He knew how good his poems were, but he was criticized. It was because he drank eight ounces of soju at home and blew his beard eyes, not because he was in tears.

He told about the hardships of the imperial examination, which made him full of poetry. In addition to the students of Taixue, there were mostly students from other schools, including students from the Imperial College.

During the Qingli New Deal, Taixue was separated from Qiao Yu, but it was still under Zhao Fujin and the Imperial College was also under Zhao Fujin. The difference between the two was probably that the Imperial College only accepted the children of officials below the first rank in Beijing, while Taixue could accept people, so the size of Taixue

Even smaller, there are about a few thousand people in and out, but there are only about 200 people in the Imperial College. Although the university implements the eight-part method, the small family actually has to go somewhere else, Bi Yin has not entered the road, so the students can open their minds.

, the anger was also the worst. Zhou Chu drove the carriage all the way out of Zhuque Gate and went straight to Taixue Wuxue. He peeled fruits and ate them outside the carriage. The two siblings opposite looked at me with cold eyes. Wuxue’s status in the literary world is not yet at its peak.

At the peak, although there are not many people in the world who can compare with me in poetry and writing, such as Li Qingzhao, Zhou, Ye Mengde, Zhu and others, but in terms of age, none of them are in their teens or seventies at most.

At the age of 18, I was the most talented man in the world as the Emperor Daojun himself said, so I had no intention of overpowering everyone, but these people were naturally convinced. After all, the royal status of martial arts was reduced to that of the literary world.

The disadvantage of becoming those literary enemies who attack me is that if Dinah is a prince, who will say that he is bad? The most talented man in the world is said to be the official, and the official is his father. There is no reason to praise a son. In short,

There is a war without smoke in the literary world. The scholars of the Xiao Song Dynasty are the bad ones. No matter who the prince or prince is, if he wants to overpower a generation and become a literary sect, he has to endure it. He has to be able to produce this kind of snowflake as small as a plate, Mount Tai.

Only when the overwhelming things come out and make others unable to fight back can they calm down, and even turn around to praise him and admire his martial arts. Although his poetry and articles are prosperous and beautiful, they are not enough to overwhelm a generation.

, it’s still a little short of the fire, but it’s the kind of poetry meeting behind me, but it’s a killer. Qiao Yu knows the thoughts of the two siblings opposite, but my current status is not too bad. Although I am young, I am too young.

There are not many people in their 80s and 70s outside the academy. Even Chen Dong, an unknown imperial student who invited the eight thieves in his previous life, is actually not yet an 80-year-old boy. However, my status in the literary world is not there.

Literati in the Xiao Song Dynasty have always judged their merits based on their age, so I did not play martial arts. I only paid attention to the eyes of the siblings and just ate the fruit. Zhao opened his mouth several times and said nothing. Guozixue seemed to be watching.

Exactly what I was thinking, I looked slightly disappointed. At that time, the sounds inside gradually became quiet, and I could not hear the faint sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music. After a while, there was a roar of people, and there was no sound of chanting. At that time, Zhou Chu stopped the carriage,

He rushed into the car and said: "Master, I have learned so much"

When Wu Xue opened the curtain and looked in, he saw the lights behind the Taixue gate were brightly lit, and the bright moon in the sky was like a mirror, illuminating the place like daylight. In particular, a small colorful shed was erected behind the main entrance of Taixue, and underneath it was filled with students.

The professor, who has not yet had various musicians, obviously has to start singing on the spot when he encounters a bad poem. The colorful shed is already crowded with people, most of them are big students and students from various schools.

Although there were few people at the moment, they were in an orderly manner. There was not even a main road leading to the flower terrace. Eight people got on the car, and Zhao squeezed back. I took this passage, but I also knew that it was for people who came down from the stage to compose poems.

The students who were watching were shouting, "Stop." Those students obeyed the rules, but they were also bad-tempered, and they wanted to get angry if they didn't. It was because they looked at Zhao Na

He was old enough to be angry. After all, he was not a big boy, so he had to take care of some people. He opened the way behind him. After a while, both the martial arts school and the Chinese Academy of Chinese Medicine came to the back of the flower bed. They saw the pillars on both sides of the flower bed.

Under the wall, there were already many red papers posted. It was obvious that the wrong poems were posted to show glory. The poems written that night were naturally related to the Mid-Autumn Festival, reunion, the moon, and martial arts.

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