Chapter 267: As for whose poem it is, I don’t care about it

Anyway, Wu Jie wanted to make himself famous by using this competition, and today's Li's house is full of test-taking candidates. Even though the cabinet and the six ministries officials respected their identities and only sent someone to send a gift list, many middle and lower-level officials still came. Some people wanted to cling to the power of the Li family, while others felt that Li Wei and Li Li and his son were really difficult to deal with. If they didn't come, they would be afraid that they would cause trouble in the future.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a crown covering the seat.

Since that's the case, Wu Jie naturally wanted everyone to know that the person who wrote the lyrics for Caiyun was himself.

So, as soon as Concubine Li asked about this, Wu Jie clearly explained the whole story from beginning to end.

Of course, the incident of the Ministry of Rites not signing up for her is hidden, so as not to misunderstand that Concubine Li was suspected of asking her to help her mediate, leaving her a bad impression.

After hearing this, Concubine Li was surprised and said, "Mr. Shizhen is very talented, and the poems in "The Stone" are so wonderful, but today they have to compete with people like Yan Shifan. If they had not had a wonderful work, they would not have such confidence. If they could hear Mr. Shiyi's poems, it seems that the trip is worth the one who is alone today."

Speaking of this, she smiled again: "When I was chatting with my father before, I talked about the game between Caiyun and Xiangyue. At that time, my father was optimistic about Xiangyue and wanted to make a bet with the lonely family. Since Mr. Shizhen supported Caiyun behind his back, then I will bet Caiyun."

"Mr. Shizhen doesn't have to worry. Miss Caiyun has arrived and is resting behind."

After saying that, Longyuan pointed out the way for Wu Jie, covered her mouth and chuckled.

Fortunately, longan guided the way, Wu Jie walked around the yard for a few times and finally saw a large yard and two stages, which was the front yard where the birthday party was held.

Wu Jie received serious posts when he came to the banquet this time. Seeing that he was given a heavy gift and cash, he was arranged to a room in the wing room. There was also a seventh-rank official and several juren in the same room.

Everyone was not familiar with each other, and after they communicated their names, they sat in their seats.

The sky was completely dark, and there were countless cups of hand-held in the yard, and it shone like daytime.

Because Wu Jie was bored, he stood in front of the window and looked outside.

A colorful shed had been set up in the yard, and a small stove with silver silk charcoal was burned in the shed, which looked very warm. Plum blossoms were inserted on the table, and in the light, the snowflakes fell gently, flickering and very elegant.

There are several copper stoves where incense is waving with sandalwood.

The seats outside make people feel more comfortable and pleasant than in the house.

Therefore, most people are arranged in the side hall or ear room next to them, and those who sit in the colorful shed outside are people with status and status.

After standing in front of the window for a while, the scholars who came to attend the birthday party had already arrived, and they walked into the ear room next to them to sit down.

Then, there were also people coming from the coloring shed in the courtyard.

Wu Jie was watching the fun when he saw Li Li accompanying a gray-haired old man and a middle-aged man wearing a big red official uniform.

The gray-haired old man was wearing a dark blue satin robe, looking round and looking like a wealthy man, with an ordinary appearance.

However, the official of the third rank is very distinctive. This person is not tall and looks a little fat. He has a national face and one eye is white. He looks like he has cataracts. When looking at people, he likes to turn his head to the side.

Third-rank officials are at the level of deputy officials of the Sixth Department and are considered to be noble in the court. Moreover, third-rank officials have already reached the level of entry into the cabinet, and they are rare even in places like capital where they are full of officials.

Wu Jie was surprised. It seemed that the gray-haired old man should be Li Wei, the father of Concubine Li. I just don’t know who this one-eyed dragon is, and whether it is…

Seeing the three of them coming, the people in the colorful shed outside stood up one after another: "I have met Mr. Li, and Mr. Li!"

"I have met Mr. Li, and Mr. Li!"

A group of flattery and pleasing.

Even the few people in Wu Jie's room stood up and bowed outside.

...

Wu Jie suddenly realized that this cataract was Yan Song's son Yan Shifan!

This person is now the Left Minister of Works and a cabinet minister, and his power is three points higher than his father.

Speaking of Xiaoyan, his fame is very famous, and he is known as the third and a half talented man in the Ming Dynasty. He was ranked among the top two in both poetry and articles and current affairs during the Jiajing period.

Judging from the few poems he passed down from generation to generation, this person's literary attainments are even higher than the seven sons of Jiajing, at least from the perspective of Wu Jie, a modern person.

The old seven sons died of old age and their status in the literary world was getting worse day by day. As for Xu Wenchang, he has been devoted to military affairs in recent years and has long stopped writing poems and lyrics.

"Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and "Water Margin" have been published for many years, and the novel is not at a high level in the ancient cultural circle.

Therefore, as of now, Yan Shifan has a tendency to be the leader of the literary world in the late Jiajing period and a generation of literary leaders.

It’s a pity that he was not from the right path and had not passed the imperial examination. He first studied in the Imperial College and then entered the officialdom.

Scholars in the Ming Dynasty focused on their origins, and because of this, Xiao Yan did not become a master of the literary world.

However, with his talent, scholars all acknowledged that he was the leader of the literary world.

What Wu Jie has to do today is to challenge this de facto master of the literary world in Jiajing.

Speaking of which, although Wu Jie was with the emperor, he was the emperor's first-class person. However, due to his identity, except for eunuchs like Huang Jin and Chen Hong, most of the officials in the court did not know each other, and the only one he had seen was Yan Song.

He was still very curious about Yan Shifan. After all, this person had a very big name. As far as Wu Jie knew, the few lyrics his father wrote that day were very good, and he was a strong enemy.

Unexpectedly, I met him here today.

Wu Jie was curious and stood behind the window and looked over.

Li Li also recognized Wu Jielai, nodded at him, and said carelessly: "Here you come."

Wu Jie smiled and bowed to him: "I've seen Lord Li."

"What are you... what's your name? Well, I'm so kind." Wu Jie was just a little person in Li Li's mind. If he hadn't seen the money, he wouldn't bother to pay attention to it.

Wu Jie was about to report his name, but Li Li turned his head and said to Yan Shifan: "The East Tower is here, let's sit down and watch operas and listen to music." He was just a sesame and mung bean official, but he called him in front of the little master, which seemed very intimate.

It made Wu Jie a little embarrassed.

Coincidentally, Yan Shifan and Li Wei's seats were not far from Wu Jie.

The voices of these people sounded extremely clear.

Seeing the compliments from the officials and scholars, Yan Shifan looked arrogant and nodded slightly to the matter, showing his majesty.

However, the Li family and his son seemed very proud. With so many guests coming today, even the powerful little master came to congratulate him in person, making them feel gloomy on their faces.

Among the two, Li Wei was not from a high school, and Li Li was even more of a rough body and liked to be lively. He immediately started chatting loudly with officials in the shed and celebrities in the cultural circle, and in just a moment it made the atmosphere warm.

Everyone talked for a while, and seeing that Li Li was so enthusiastic about him, Yan Shifan, who had a cold face, also smiled and began to speak.

Today is Li Wei's birthday party and a competition between the two courtesans of the old and new. Everyone's topics naturally shifted to this.

A literati who was familiar with Xiao Yan smiled and said, "Mr. Donglou, today's competition for new and old courtesans is indeed a wonderful thing worth seeing. It is said that Miss Xiangyue is the confidante of Donglou, but she doesn't know what new poems you wrote for her. With Donglou's talent, you must be excellent."

The entertainment industry in ancient times was very scarce. Although the social atmosphere in the Ming Dynasty was much more restrained than in the previous dynasty, the interaction between famous scholars and officials with brothels was also a way of socializing for cultural people.

Speaking of browsing in brothels, it is really not that good.

However, prostitutes are divided into different levels.

Those who wear loose clothes and untied their belts when they meet, and roosters can only be done by peddlers and pawns. For the scholars and officials, it is very obscene.

The so-called famous prostitutes and Qingguan people are a bit like celebrities or socialites from the Republic of China. When they interact with them, they mostly sing poems and lyrics, but they have nothing to do with their flesh-living careers. It is an elegant thing recognized by the upper class.

The person who spoke was Yan Shifan’s teacher in the Imperial College and was quite famous in the scholarly circle. Therefore, he was directly called Yan Shifan.

Yan Shifan smiled with a rare smile, turned his head over, and said, "What a small way of poetry is worth mentioning."

Although the words are light, they reveal a sense of pride.

"The little master is so confident, it seems that this dispute between the courtesan is nothing like." Someone complimented: "Although it is less intense, it is not in vain to hear your new poem."

"Yes, who doesn't know that the reason why Miss Xiangyue is so popular is that she holds a new poem every ten days." Another scholar interrupted with a flattering voice: "If you talk about poetry, you can compare with Xiaoge Lao, today's Qizi and Xu Wenchang are the only ones in the world today. However, although Qizi is famous, in my opinion, his talent is average, and his writing is just sophisticated. As for Xu Qingteng, his paintings are naturally very good, and his poetry is not comparable to Xiaoge Lao. By the way, since that is the case, there is no need to compare the dispute between the courtesan. Could it be that Caiyun can get new poems? I think that the world can compare with Xiaoge Lao in poetry, but it has not been born yet!"

Others also followed suit.

Yan Shifan smiled and said, "It's just a competition. It's just a collection of scholars, and there's no need to tell the difference between winning and losing. As for whom Caiyun's new poems sung today, it doesn't matter, and he doesn't care about it."

"Okay, you don't have to take it seriously!" Everyone applauded.

"Yes, who wrote the new poem is not important to Xiaoge, and he can't compare to yours anyway." An official even flattered him.

Another Juren said: "Actually, I seem to have heard from someone who Caiyun is going to sing today. It is said that she has indeed obtained a new lyric, which is not bad. The author is a Juren from Shuntian Prefecture, named Wu Jie, and seems to have obtained the first name of Jieyuan in the provincial examination of the Jinke."

"Is Jieyuan very amazing? The provincial examination once every three years. There are not a thousand or eight hundred people alive in the Ming Dynasty. After learning about the Yuan Dynasty, many people who failed to pass the imperial examinations and will never be able to win the Jinshi in their entire lives."

"Yes, this person is not famous now... Well, he is only famous in Shuntian Prefecture... Maybe two months later, when the Jinshi exam is released, everyone will only care about who passed the Jinshi exam. As for who Jie Yuan was in the provincial examination, no one knows."

"Yes, it takes less than two months to become an unknown person."

"To Young Sheng, he was a nameless person."

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