The Lantern Festival in the Song Dynasty lasted five days, and it was approaching the Spring Festival. The city was in the daytime, and it was very lively. The lights were lit at night, which was spectacular.

Among the various lanterns in shape and format, chrysanthemum lanterns are particularly outstanding. Often, the preparation of colorful lanterns starts before the New Year Festival, with exquisite carvings and complex craftsmanship. (The banned test of lanterns after watching chrysanthemum lanterns in September last year is called "Additional Martial Arts" Volume 2)

In order to show the lanterns, tall wooden sheds are also used to build the shape of the forest, which is called the mountain shed. (From the winter solstice before and after the year, the mountain shed is tied and the wood is facing Xuande Building (Volume 6 of "Dream of Tokyo")

The streets are crowded with tourists, with various forms of various things, such as magical abilities, singing and dancing, tangling with scales, and noisy music.

According to Volume 2 of "Adding the Old Things in the Martial Arts", women have to dress up carefully, wearing pearls, moths, jade plums, snow willows and other ornaments on their heads. Some wear Diao Chan sleeves, necklaces, Bodhi leaf-shaped lanterns, and gold-pinned gold-pinned clothes. Most of them wear popular white clothes because the white clothes are more vivid under the moon. They watch the lanterns and dance without any scruples.

It can be seen that the beautiful scenery of Lantern Festival is even better than that of the year.

Originally, Chen Yue planned to drink and have fun on the pleasure boat and spend the night, but Han Dalang was anxious to take him to find Han Qiniang, and Han Hao had to accompany his elder brother. After all, it was a big deal for his family. Everyone on the boat saw that the host who was treating him had left, and they also followed him out with the prostitutes in the pleasure boat.

The group talked and laughed all the way. Chen Yue looked at the dazzling lanterns in the streets and the brilliant fireworks in the sky, and thought of the scenes in his previous life, and felt a lot of emotion.

Han Dalang was quite thoughtful in dealing with people, but the opening ceremony was about to begin. After all, he was young and energetic. He focused on the poems he had done before, silently pondered and thought about them in his heart, and made the final revisions, and had no intention of greeting Chen Yue again.

Han Hao followed his elder brother silently and couldn't come to find him. Chen Yue didn't care, and took Xian'er along the way to enjoy the ancient event and walked towards Linhuyuan, where the literary conference was held this year.

Linhu Academy is a villa of Su Wenqing, the director of the Wansong Academy in Hangzhou. Wansong Academy was built in the Tang Dynasty and was one of the best institutions in Hangzhou at this time. His peaches and plums were spread all over the world. Su Wenqing himself was a Jinshi and did not like the official atmosphere, so he gave up his official position and returned to his hometown to give lectures. Over the past few decades, he became famous in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas.

The literary gathering has not officially begun, and there are already crowds of people around. The colorful lights on the surrounding mountain sheds will illuminate the lights as bright as daytime.

Ordinary tourists are watching lanterns and watching hundreds of plays. Many of them are guessing riddles and poems, or gathering together to gamble.

Most of the qualified scholars and literati entered the venue arranged outside Linhu Courtyard, and some female members also had special positions in the venue.

Han Dalang did not find Han Qiniang, so he was not in a hurry. He thought that with her temperament, he would come over at the beginning, so he led the people in first.

Chen Yue saw his second brother smiling and talking to others in the distance, and he was too lazy to go in to see his expression. The text meeting had not officially started anyway, so it would not be too late to go in. He took Xian'er out and looked at some lanterns by the West Lake.

Xian'er was born in a poor family and had very little time to go to the city before. This was the first time she celebrated the Lantern Festival in the city. When she saw the young master taking her out to visit the Lantern Market, her little face turned red with excitement and her big eyes turned around curiously.

Chen Yue was also a little surprised and couldn't help but want to recite two poems and sigh. He still couldn't recite them, and finally understood the mentality of the ancients from the scenery.

"Young Master, look over there, look over there!"

Chen Yue turned his head and looked, but there was a large group of people in front of him quarreling and discussing each other. He was also a little curious and took Xian'er over.

When I walked closer, I found that it was a stall that was a slap.

The Guanpu in the Song Dynasty was not limited to later gambling games. It could be gambling with money or things. Everything in the world could be used to pounce. Depending on the content of the gambling, the size of the gambling was also different. "There were even "one tablet to pounce on thirty tablets, and even carriages, horses, land houses, singing girls, and dance girls all agreed to pounce on them at a price." This form of business and gambling can be said to have penetrated into all aspects of society in the Song Dynasty.

The stall in front of me is who can win the title of the literary club tonight. It starts from ten cents and tops up from fifty cents. After winning, the ratio is one to six. As long as you give the money, you can write the name on the stall owner’s postponement paper and write it in public, and it is not allowed to be altered or defamed.

Xianer excitedly pulled Chen Yue, "Young Master, who would win the West Lake literary club tonight? Is it Ang Lee or Cao Ying? I heard that Cheng Li won the first place in the Wushan literary club last year, and this year he came to West Lake to compete for the first place. Could it be him?"

Chen Yue thought about it and did not have much interaction with these people in his memory. He smiled and said, "The West Lake Literature Association here has always been mainly students from Wansong. Cheng Li is a celebrity from Wushan Academy. How could an outsider win the first place?"

Xian'er pouted and said, "But that Cheng Bolun is very powerful. Grandpa scholar said that his song "The Magpie Bridge Fairy" last year's song "No one can match his name within three years." The little girl looked admiring, and it seemed that the complex of chasing stars has indeed existed since ancient times.

Chen Yue patted Xian'er's forehead, "Well, "Magpie Bridge Fairy"... I'll take a look at you some other day. I think it's always better than Cheng Bolun, but you're not allowed to say it after listening."

Xian'er said "Oh", looking indifferent, turned her head and pouted and whispered: "Brave."

The people next to him also turned their heads to look at him. Seeing that he was a young master who had never seen before, he knew that it was most likely a young master who could only talk big.

Chen Yue coughed, and was about to walk away with Xian'er to avoid embarrassment. The stall owner who was keeping his head in front glanced at him, and suddenly smiled and shouted:

"I don't know what to call this little official?"

"I'm Huang Tao." Chen Yue didn't know what happened to the other party, so he casually used the name of his previous life to do it.

"Huang Xiaoguanren, I heard what you said just now, and I must have great talent. Why not take out your "Magpie Bridge Fairy" and show you. If you really compare the process and establish a person, I will always be with you. If it is a little worse, how about you just give me fifty words?"

It turned out that he was here to squeeze himself, and Chen Yue did not change his expression on his face. He used a pseudonym anyway, so it didn't matter if he had a little time to enjoy himself.

"How can I buy good words in my life? Cheng Liren's work is said to be no one who can make the best in three years. You should take the money to ask for another article to read? My song is no one who can make the best in at least three hundred years. How can you pay for the price?"

But he didn't know that this was definitely not the era of later generations when movements were "once a thousand years" and "once a hundred years". In the Song Dynasty, when ordinary people all spoke about poetry, if he could not produce good lyrics, even if he could only take out a poem with the upper middle and higher, he could drown her on the spot.

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