Chapter 1593 A different kind of party

After leaving Danzhou City from Zhenhai Gate, the geographical location is very close to Danzhou Bay. Standing on a slightly higher ground, you can see the scene in the bay. And the Fengming Villa mentioned on the notice is

It is located not far from the coastline of Danzhou Bay, but there are actually no tall hills in this place, so the name of this "village" is somewhat unworthy of its name. Of course, Xun Pengcheng can also understand this, after all, it is named "So-and-so Villa"

, it would sound more elegant and imposing. If it were called Zhangzhuang, Lizhuang, and Wangjiazhuang, it would obviously not be in line with the style of the cultural circle.

Since he had the confidence to use the title "Mountain Villa" when naming it, the scale of the building was naturally not small. Xun Pengcheng had not taken a few steps out of the city gate when he saw a tall archway standing next to the road ahead, and the archway

Below is a flat stone road about ten feet wide. The road condition looks even better than the official road, but the road is not long. Twenty or thirty feet away is the very conspicuous gate of Fengming Villa.

There were several people standing under the archway. When Xun Pengcheng walked up to him, one person stood up and asked: "Are you here to attend a poetry club gathering?"

Xun Pengcheng nodded and said: "Exactly."

The man asked again: "Do you have an invitation to the poetry club?"

Xun Pengcheng responded: "There is no invitation. I saw the street notice and came here because of it. Do I need an invitation to participate?"

The man responded: "That's not true. My master posted the notice just to welcome more talented people to participate. However, since you don't have an invitation, you still need to register before you can enter. Please forgive me."

Xun Pengcheng thought to himself whether you meant "talented" or "wealthy". This is probably worth studying. People without money may not be able to enter the gate of this villa. Although Xun Pengcheng came on foot, he did not bring any entourage.

Follower, but he is wearing an improved version of Haihan style clothes custom-made in Sanya. The material is high-grade silk produced in Zhejiang. The deerskin sandals are also a new model released by the most famous shoe store in Sanya this summer. This outfit is

No one can afford two or three hundred dollars. Anyone who knows a little bit about goods will naturally not regard him as an ordinary person.

The person in charge of greeting Xun Pengcheng obviously had some discernment. He was very polite to Xun Pengcheng from beginning to end and led him to the side. There was also a special table set up here, and there was a person sitting with a pen. It seemed that he was responsible for registration.

Guest status.

Xun Pengcheng asked: "What content needs to be registered?"

"Just tell me your name and where you are from."

Xun Pengcheng thought that this was simple, but he still had an extra thought. Instead of directly reporting his real name, he changed his name to Cheng Peng and claimed that he came from Sanya to visit Danzhou. In case something happens here, he can use a

A false name can also give you a better chance of getting out. If the other party asks for identification number plate to prove it, then he is not going to go in.

Fortunately, this registration seemed to be just a formality. After the other party completed the registration, they arranged for a boy to take Xun Pengcheng in. Xun Pengcheng saw that the registration process was also very loose and he did not take any special precautions, so he felt relieved at the moment.

Quite a few.

The Fengming Villa has white walls and green tiles, and a large entrance. It does look like the residence of a wealthy family. The rockery courtyard in the courtyard is very exquisite, which is rare even in Sanya. There are already more than ten people in the main hall of the Villa.

The guests were all young men, and judging by their attire, they should all be Confucian scholars. However, they were all wearing quite ordinary clothes, and Xun Pengcheng's rather elegant clothes were particularly conspicuous among them.

These people who arrived before Xun Pengcheng seemed to know each other. When Xun Pengcheng came in, these people were chatting in twos and threes. However, Xun Pengcheng had worked as a field reporter in Sanya for such a long time, so he was not a shy person.

Go up and talk to them on your own, hoping to learn more about the event organizer and event content from these people’s conversations.

These people didn't seem to be too surprised by the appearance of the stranger Xun Pengcheng, nor did they exclude him from joining. They quickly started chatting with each other. Xun Pengcheng relied on his accumulated conversation experience in the past two years and it didn't take too long.

I figured out where these literati attending the party came from.

What surprised Xun Pengcheng was that these men were not famous figures in the local cultural circles. Most of them were just current students of the local academies in Danzhou. And listening to the content of their conversations, it seemed that they were not discussing anything.

The topic of poetry and songs was just a casual chat about some local current affairs in Danzhou. Xun Pengcheng inquired about the organizers of the event, but found that the organizers did not seem to have shown up yet. However, these students were not anxious about this and just advised Xun Pengcheng to be calm and calm.

, you will see the organizers later. However, Xun Pengcheng thinks that these people have reservations about themselves, because they all consider themselves members of the Haifeng Poetry Society, but deliberately do not talk about the real content of the party. Obviously there are some

Something that is inconvenient for outsiders to know.

There are tea and cakes for your own use in the hall, and there are two large bookshelves lined up against the wall for reading. Everyone is sitting or standing, chatting in low voices, or reading books by themselves. If you have other needs, you can

Instruct the servants here. Although no master has come out to greet him so far, the atmosphere is quite relaxed. Although the activity does not seem to be a poetry meeting, Xun Pengcheng saw that almost all of the people gathered here were scholars, and his uneasiness was relieved a lot.

Xun Pengcheng saw that he could not get any more information from these poetry club members, so he was not in a hurry to avoid leaving any traces. He walked to the bookshelf on his own and looked at the books placed on it. What was a little different from what he imagined was that

, the books placed on this bookshelf are not collections of classics and history or collections of personal poems, but some reference books related to vocational education. Xun Pengcheng randomly picked out one and read it. He knew all the words in the book, but he couldn't understand the content.

How much do you know.

Seeing this, a person next to him took the initiative to chat and said: "This "Shipbuilding Notes" is written by Master Zhang from the Victory Port Shipyard. The shipbuilding technology described in it is quite difficult to understand. Since you can understand this book, you can read it later."

Can you explain something to us?"

Xun Pengcheng thought to himself that if I could understand this book, I would have gone to work at the shipyard early. Zhang Tiangui of Shengli Port Shipyard was respectfully called "Master Zhang" in the industry, and Xun Pengcheng also knew it, but this kind of highly professional book

, even people in the industry may not be able to fully understand it, and he is even further behind.

However, Xun Pengcheng was embarrassed to admit that he didn't understand the content at all. He just responded vaguely: "I can't fully understand Master Zhang's secret book. How dare I explain it randomly and mislead my disciples!"

The man didn't think there was anything wrong with Xun Pengcheng's statement. He shook his head and replied: "Your Excellency is right. Master Zhang's skills can only be learned by his own disciples... Then it is better to read the "A Brief Analysis of Hull Design" next to him.

", written by Director Sun of the Ministry of Shipping. This book is only available to teachers in various colleges and is no longer easily available on the market. You may find it helpful to read it."

Xun Pengcheng thought to himself that I know how to ride a boat, so I might as well skip building a boat. He didn’t want to talk nonsense with this guy anymore, so he stopped talking to him. The other party didn’t realize anything was wrong, and said a few more words of “goodbye”

Xun Pengcheng didn't respond. He just thought he was reading and not hearing, so he took out a copy of "A New Examination of Nautical Charts of the South China Sea" from the bookshelf, walked to the side and sat down to study.

Xun Pengcheng knew that his knowledge was limited, and if he wanted to show off as an expert here, he would be exposed immediately. He stopped reading the book, lest anyone come to chat with him and discuss these knowledge that he didn't understand at all.

After waiting for a while, a few more people came, but they were all like Xun Pengcheng. They were not invited by the host, but after seeing the notice, they couldn't restrain their curiosity and came to join in the fun. Xun Pengcheng paid attention to the clothes of these people.

They should all be people with good economic conditions. It is said that two of them even brought servants, but according to the party rules, the servants could not enter the venue and could only wait outside.

After waiting for about a cup of tea, this arrogant event organizer finally showed up.

Xun Pengcheng had also guessed the identity of the organizer before. At first, he thought that since this was a poetry society's literary gathering event, the organizer must be a local virtuous elder or a well-known local literati.

. He had heard that Yan Mingjun, the former magistrate of Danzhou, stayed in Danzhou to take charge of cultural affairs after he surrendered to Haihan. Perhaps it was him who convened this gathering.

But later, Xun Pengcheng felt that the poetry society was acting strangely, and the way it was organized was not what local leaders should do. Judging from the fact that it dared to publicly post notices in Danzhou City, it might also have some relationship with the local government.

It's unclear what the relationship is. Of course, no matter what kind of person the organizer is, after entering the villa in person, Xun Pengcheng added another identity to him, that is, a rich man.

But Xun Pengcheng saw that this person did not look like a famous scholar in the mixed cultural circle, nor did he look like a schemer full of bad intentions. However, he did have an expectation that the image of this person fit very well, that is, he was a rich man. This person

He was about forty or fifty years old, and he looked like the Maitreya Buddha in the temple. He greeted everyone with a smile on his face as soon as he came in. He was shaped like a big wooden barrel, and he looked even fatter in a white silk robe. Xun Pengcheng guessed

This man probably weighs two hundred pounds.

"I just had something to do, so I have troubled you all to wait for a long time!" The fat man bowed his hands and apologized to everyone in the hall.

The people from the Haifeng Poetry Club were obviously familiar with the fat man, and they all returned the favor and said, "You're welcome, Mr. Zhang!" "It's just a moment, Mr. Zhang, don't worry about it!"

The fat man glanced around the hall, obviously noticing a few unfamiliar faces, and immediately greeted: "It seems that there are new friends joining today, so I would like to introduce myself first... I am Zhang Jinbao, the owner of this room, too.

The organizer of this gathering."

Xun Pengcheng couldn't help but asked: "Excuse me, Mr. Zhang, the street notice said that this gathering is for the poetry society to meet friends through literature. How come there were no such activities arranged after we came?"

Zhang Jinbao followed the sound and looked at Xun Pengcheng. A person behind him immediately stepped forward and whispered a few words in his ear. Zhang Jinbao nodded and said, "Is this Brother Cheng's first time here? It's okay if you have questions. We will arrange for everyone to sit down.

Let me explain how this activity works."

Since Xun Pengcheng came here out of curiosity, of course he had to find out the answer. And it didn't look like there was any danger in this place, so he didn't plan to leave in a hurry. He immediately followed everyone and took a seat in the decorated venue in the hall.

.But the arrangement of the venue is somewhat different from Xun Pengcheng’s impression of the poetry club’s layout of sitting together. All positions are facing one direction, and in this direction is a wall. Xun Pengcheng noticed this wall when he came

There is a large rectangular black wall, which is almost identical to the "blackboard" commonly seen in Haihan official educational institutions. And the seating arrangement of this venue is indeed more like a classroom.

But he was content with what he had come. Xun Pengcheng randomly found an empty seat and sat down, wanting to see what kind of medicine was sold in this golden gourd.

After everyone sat down, Zhang Jinbao walked to the front of the venue, stood in front of the blackboard, and said in a deep voice: "Since we have several new friends today, I will explain the reason for this opportunity. As everyone said,

As you can see, the Haifeng Poetry Club is not actually a literary club for reciting poems in the traditional sense, and the gatherings of the Poetry Club have little to do with literature. But don’t think that this is just a gathering of idlers. The members of the Haifeng Poetry Club are all

He is the best among local academies and will definitely be the leader in all walks of life in the future!"

When Xun Pengcheng heard this, he felt that things were getting more and more interesting. If this golden treasure was not a boast, then he must have some great plan by organizing the top students from various academies.

Someone asked aloud: "Since it has nothing to do with literature, what's the meaning of the notice saying that we will make friends through literature? Isn't this deceiving people?"

Zhang Jinbao responded: "Since the Danzhou assassination five years ago, the government has established regulations that any meeting involving more than ten people must be made public first, otherwise disciplinary measures will be taken if found out. What we have discussed

Although it's not illegal, I don't want to be too ostentatious, so I set up a poetry club and posted public notices in the name of the literary society. I also specifically stated that there would be a participation fee to prevent anyone from making trouble. It is possible to deceive people, but it is not necessarily possible to be fooled.

, maybe if you sit for a while, you will understand the significance of arranging this gathering."

The man added: "Since it's not illegal, why not make it public?"

Zhang Jinbao said: "Although it is not illegal, if it is written truthfully, the government may not allow this party to continue. So I can only pretend to be a literary party, and I hope this dear friend can forgive me. If you don't want to stay and waste time, you can come and go here.

Do it yourself."

When Xun Pengcheng heard this sentence, he felt relieved. Since he could leave at any time, of course he had to find out what was going on in this place. Zhang Jinbao said that the government might not allow this gathering to be held.

, then there must be some content that would make the government jealous, but it would not violate the law.
Chapter completed!