Poetry gatherings are almost every year, but most of them are during the New Year festivals, such as the Lantern Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, etc.

The big chambers of commerce in various places invested in joint establishments to win over talented men in order to gain a reputation and gain some talent. Don’t underestimate this talent. This dynasty advocates civil governance, scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, and businessmen have the lowest status. Although they have a wealth of family and have no worries about food and clothing, they are also coveted. In this way, this talent often saves their lives.

For scholars, making their mark at various poetry meetings can not only gain talent, but also pave the way for their future.

But in Kyoto there are subtle differences.

There are many rich families here, and there are countless wealthy families. Even if the merchants are rich, they can't speak. The poems here will be more high-end, elegant and upscale. Generally, famous scholars, great scholars or famous figures can hold poetry meetings. It is not enough to have money alone, otherwise others will not appreciate their faces, and appreciation of their faces will mean losing their identity.

For scholars, it is almost impossible for Kyoto's poetry to take the lead. The competition between students and celebrities in the world is by no means comparable to that of ordinary local prefectures, but competition also means opportunities.

The reputation that any poetry fair in Kyoto can be among the top is unimaginable. If the poetry fair in the local prefecture is limited to local propaganda, no one will know that it is even more powerful than the prefecture, but Kyoto is different. At the foot of the emperor, people from all over the country always gather here. As long as there is a turbulence, it will spread thousands of miles. For this reason, if you can become famous in Kyoto, it will basically be known to everyone in the world.

Moreover, there are countless dignitaries and nobles in Kyoto and many officials in the court. If anyone is attracted by the poems, he can also gain a good future.

Therefore, as long as it is a poetry gathering, countless scholars will squeeze their heads and try their best to make a name for themselves and leave a good impression in front of their elders. Rather than a poetry gathering, it can be regarded as a social dance party in the upper class, but people here will not watch you dance well, but what they see is whether the poems are well written.

There are two famous poetry festivals in the capital, one is the Yongyue Pavilion poetry festival. Because the organizer is the Hanlin Grand Secretary of the dynasty, Chen Yu, a Confucian scholar who is sentenced to the Imperial College in Tokyo, is full of talents all over the world.

Another is Yihua Garden, or the Plum Garden Poetry Festival.

Yihua Garden is located in the suburbs of the northern city. It is also called the plum garden because it is planted with plum blossoms. The plum garden is very unique. The "Flowers in the Plum Garden bloom early" usually open more than half a month earlier than other plums. So later, there was a plum garden poetry meeting to recite poems and appreciate plums. It is not held every year, but it will also cause a sensation in the whole city as soon as it is held.

First, because all poetry meetings were staggered at this time; second, Meiyuan was the garden of the Taifu of the current dynasty, the minister of the Central Secretariat, and the king of Mingde, Wang Yue. Mingde was truly one person, and the prime minister was the most important thing, and he was the one who held a pen to judge the country. Just this reputation and status were there, no matter whether the Meiyuan poetry meeting was well or not, the hospitality was thoughtful or not, or whether the judgement was fair or not, countless people would squeeze their heads and try to get into it.

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"Xiaohui, how are the poems ready?" Jiao blew into her palms and rubbed her hands. The plum blossoms bloomed in the rugged rocks around her. The faint fragrance penetrated the cold winter, and she had a fascinating charm in the cold.

She has always liked these flowers. Although she prefers white lotus, she will move to the plum garden every year when the plum blossoms bloom. Her little face is often red with red faces, and she is still passionate and immersed in it. Sometimes she will write it immediately after a few words. For a moment, she is poetic and happy in her heart, which is wonderful.

The girl following her said, "Miss, don't worry, the manager Qian in Meiyuan has already made arrangements, and I went to ask this morning."

Gillian nodded. The poetry meeting will begin tomorrow. There will be many people coming at that time. Grandpa said that many colleagues in the court will come, all of whom are big shots, so they cannot be neglected.

"What words do you want to write this time?" Xiaohui asked curiously, and said with a smile: "Every time I see the lady writing lyrics, I feel happy and fun when I see those talented men not daring to write."

Writing lyrics? A Jiao was stunned for a moment, then shook her head gently: "I won't write lyrics this time."

"Miss wants to write a poem?"

Ah Jiao smiled slightly and shook her head again. She couldn't help but imagine what happened tomorrow. The prince would come. The prince would be embarrassed if she didn't understand poetry. If she still wrote poems and lyrics at this time, wouldn't the prince be even more embarrassed? So after thinking about it, she felt that it would be better if she didn't write it. In this way, the prince would be less embarrassed. It would be great that she could accompany him to enjoy the plums and drink. The prince liked her warm wine the most... As she thought about it, Ah Jiao's face began to blush.

"Miss, are you frozen? Your face is red. Why don't we go in?" Xiaohui said beside her.

"Ah, I'm fine. Xiaohui, let's go back and pick out the dress. Please help me see what kind of good Shi will wear tomorrow..." said Gillian.

"But Miss, it's too late to try again at night. It's still early."

"Is that true... I have a lot of clothes, so I'd better go now. What if there is not enough time at that time."

"Oh..." Xiaohui agreed and followed behind her. She always felt that the lady was so strange today.

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Li Ye was so big that he was pulled by Qiu'er and Yue'er to try various clothes. He couldn't help but hold his forehead: "Can I try again tomorrow? The poetry meeting will only start tomorrow afternoon!"

"How can you do it? How can the prince's majesty be temporarily determined? You must carefully choose it." Yue'er said with her hips, looking like a little adult. Li Ye couldn't help but lit her head.

This is a huge thing for the two girls. It was impossible for Li Xingzhou to attend such a poetry festival before, and no one would invite him. After all, although he is famous in Kyoto, he is not a good reputation.

Seeing that the two girls were so excited, Li Ye simply let them do it. Looking at the two girls busy with him, Li Ye faced a problem for the first time. Li Xingzhou was really tall, Qiu'er looked almost as tall as his chin, while the small and exquisite Yue'er only reached her shoulders. Her height was probably about 1.78 meters. He was only sixteen years old. He deserved to be considered a descendant of the general. His genes were indeed good.

After more than an hour of busyness and repeated cases, the two girls finally chose their clothes, dressed in black, gold-edged scholars, and purple fur robe. His shoulders were wider, so black could make the clothes look less loose and majestic. Li Ye turned around in the brass mirror, but he couldn't see clearly, but he nodded and praised: "I have a lot of vision, I am very satisfied with it."

Both girls were so happy that they seemed to have done something amazing.
Chapter completed!