February is coming, and although the cold winter is not over, the air is already warm. After Tang Song settles the craftsmen, he takes the car to Shuitian Pavilion on the outskirts of the city.

In the four-story building that was newly built last year after Shuitian Pavilion, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras spread from afar, and there was a faint fragrance of wine coming with the wind, which clearly showed a wonderful scene of joy.

Outside the building, there was a little boy standing with a hanging bun beside Chen Yizhe. When he saw that it was him, he immediately jumped up with the whisk in his arms [Search for the latest updates are all here.]

This little boy with a hanging bun is named Shushi, and he and another boy Shujing were both orphans. He was taken in by Chen Yizhe three years ago. Both of them had beautiful eyebrows and beautiful eyes, which made him look very cute.

As soon as Shushi came over, Tang Song smiled and took out a pack of candy beans from his sleeve and handed them over. Shushi cheered and took it over. After feeding one, he began to speak vaguely.

It is said that Zhang Xu, who had gone home for the New Year, had come from Wuzhou yesterday, and he brought twenty jars of good wine with him. In addition, in the past few days, famous scholars and handsome men from many prefectures in Jiangnan came to celebrate the New Year. Because of this, the master held a banquet here today to entertain guests.

Previously, someone had been sent to invite Tang Song, but the man did not see him. The old man Bing Bing regretted this, but the banquet was just around the corner, and it was time to come.

After finishing the book with sugar beans, Tang Song had already arrived in front of the building, and after a little tidying up his clothes, he pushed the door open and entered.

The originally empty building was already full of guests, and fire cages were everywhere. The fire cages were filled with frost and charcoal burning, making the whole building warm as spring. As soon as Tang Song entered, a wave of heat came to his face.

About thirty or forty people sit around the wall, and a circular circle is formed in the middle. At this time, six narrow waists and long sleeves are dancing the most gratifying "Taozhi" in the soft dance.

The cold outside the building is soaked in bones, the warmth inside the building is as spring, the silk and bamboo orchestra, the beauty is as beautiful as jade, and the fragrance of wine is floating, which is a lively scenery.

When Tang Song came in, it was just the ending of this song "Green Waist". Seeing that he was here, Chen Yizhe, who was in high position, stood up with his white beard and said, "Today's party, if you are missing, you will regret the regret of leaving pearls. When my friend came late, he would punish himself for three bottles..."

After saying these words with a smile, Chen Yizhe loudly introduced to the guests in the building: "This is Shangguan Li, a talented man from the north. Although he is young, he has a beautiful and elegant heart. He is optimistic and willing to be close to you..."

Today, all the guests in the seats are famous scholars in various prefectures in the south of the Yangtze River, and they are popular in the local area. At this time, I heard that Tang Song came from the north and was young and unknown, so I couldn't help but feel a little distracted towards him. Therefore, even though Chen Yizhe introduced this, everyone was not very enthusiastic.

After experiencing a series of storms in Luoyang, the capital of God, Tang Song will no longer be happy or worried about others. Although he has not yet reached the state of being unlucky with favors and disgraces, he has a sense of peace and simplicity after suffering from the torture of the world.

After bowing to the guests in the building, Tang Song smiled lightly and said, "Since I met at Lord Xiao Lu's mansion that day, I have only known Zhe Weng has been leisurely and plain. Today is a grand event, and I know that Zhe Weng still has the legacy of Kong Beihai in addition to Mr. Wuliu..."

The so-called "Mr. Five Liu" is Tao Yuanming, a famous hermit in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, while Kong Beihai was Kong Rong, a famous scholar in the Three Kingdoms period. Although the story of Kong Rong giving away pears is very popular, his personality is really not humble and simple, he likes to criticize current affairs and speaks fiercely, and he eventually angered Cao Cao and was killed.

Hearing that Tang Song actually compared the famous Jiangnan Chen Yizhe to Kong Beihai, the guests in the seat were curious and all came to listen intently. The two buildings were much quieter.

"Oh," Chen Yizhe smiled, "What does this mean by my friend?"

"In the past, Kong Beihai said, "There are all good guests in the seat. The wine in the jar is not empty and life is worry-free..." Isn't this a reflection of Zheweng today..."

When Tang Song mentioned it a little, the guests naturally remembered that Kong Beihai was not only good at criticizing current affairs and fierce words, but also had hospitality. These two sentences were really appropriate to use at this time and here.

Hearing this, Chen Yizhe stroked his white beard and laughed cheerfully, "I am still quiet all day because there are no good guests. But now there are so many good guests, and the wine in the bottle is not empty. Why do you hate life? My friend's words are deeply loved by my heart..."

After Chen Yizhe finished speaking, Zhang Xu, who was unable to wait, got up and pulled Tang Song to sit together. While pouring wine for him, he followed him. Shaojiang got up and came to the guests.

After his introduction, Tang Song realized that what the boy's book history said before was true. Today, the guests were indeed famous scholars who enjoyed great names in Jiangnan provinces. They were about 40 years old, and their behavior was less restrained than those of the officials and famous scholars he saw in the Gods, and more casual and romantic.

After Zhang Xu's rough introduction, Tang Song smiled and said, "It's a rare opportunity for these famous scholars to gather here on the same day. Bo Gao, you need to collect some today. Don't get a 'crazy slack before the banquet is over." If this is the case, it's so boring..."

"Zheweng had already advised..." Zhang Xu smiled indifferently and then turned back to the previous topic, "What is the 'coin' thing about the gathering of famous scholars today? They invited them to come together for the sake of the literary club..."

Tang Song paused with the wine bottle, "Wenshe?"

"It was Zhang Xu who leaned half of his body on Tang Song, without any correctness. "In the past few months, the "Zhengxin Ji" was in a turmoil, and then the "Zhu Yu Ji" set off a craze.

No matter what dirty things are between the four families in "Zhengxin Collection" and Tang Song in "Zhuyu Collection" both are always good because it is from the North... "

Speaking of this, Zhang Xu smiled, "For many years, the cultural fortune of Jiangnan has not been as good as that of Jiangbei. Now, these two episodes have been released, which makes Jiangnan Shilin even harder to breathe. These people in the audience are all the leading figures of Jiangnan Shilin. How can we not be anxious when we see this? Because we have the idea of ​​building a literary society to boost Jiangnan Shilin and cultivating backwards, so we have the actions we have come together today.

"Looking at your smile so strangely, may you not be from Jiangnan..." Tang Song reached out and pushed Zhang Xu, who was half hanging on him, back, "Besides, if you want to do a document, how could you find Zheweng?"

Zhang Xu was a very unrestrained person. If Tang Song reached out to push him, he would not let him go, "I am from Wu and lived in Jiangnan for many years. I just think that the so-called dispute over cultural fortunes in Jiangnan and Jiangbei was too boring. As for why they came here, it was naturally because Zheweng had been devoted to the scholars for more than ten years and helped countless poor scholars, especially Shuitian Pavilion, which made him famous. He was old and highly respected, has long been a famous elder in Jiangnan...."

At this point, Zhang Xu picked up the wine bottle in front of him and drank it, "Shangguan, you have been here for a short time, so naturally you don't know how famous it is. Two years ago, in spring, Zheweng had an occasional trip, so he traveled around the states in the south of the Yangtze River. Wherever his boat arrived, there were endless people from all over the place. When Zheweng returned to Yangzhou three months later, he found that the money he carried with him was not only not a small amount, but more than a thousand coins were added.

After the small boat, there were six or three heavy ships loaded with local objects..."

After hearing this, Tang Song couldn't help but look at Chen Yizhe again. He didn't expect that the old man with white hair and beard would have such a high reputation every three or five days this month.

After thinking about it carefully, Tang Song understood that Chen Yizhe had the reputation of today, which is inseparable from the Shuitian Pavilion he had devoted himself to for more than ten years.

In this era when books are expensive and communication is inconvenient, Chen Yizhe, the world's number one book collector who holds more than 20,000 volumes of books, actually has a huge resource and wealth that is almost unlimited. Just like the list of rich people in later generations, Chen Yizhe was enough to be famous for his more than 20,000 volumes of books alone.

In fact, it is not only him, but also because of Song Minqiu in the Song Dynasty, Chao Gongwu in the Ming Dynasty, Fan Qin and Hu Yingzi in the Ming Dynasty, etc., whose poetry and prose are not high, but they have a very high reputation in the Shilin. The reason is that all four of them are famous book collectors in the world.

In addition to collecting books, Chen Yizhe also has another advantage, which is that he is willing to make the collection selflessly public. After more than ten years of accumulation, he has benefited more than a thousand people. Over time, his virtues and respects are natural.

Therefore, Tang Song once again affirmed that the great reputation of the four families is similar to the famous Jiangnan of Zheweng. Their foundation that is highly praised by the world is all in the same "book".

When Tang Song pondered, Zhang Xu's words did not stop, "But in addition to Zhe Wengde's respect and honor, there is another extremely important reason..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Xu actually kept it in a silence, "Guess what it is?"

After thinking for a moment, Tang Song smiled and said, "Money!"

Although Zhang Xu had never spoken, he knew that he had guessed well just by looking at his face. In fact, it was nothing difficult to guess. It costs money to set up a literary club. For example, in the Yuan Dynasty, there was a "Yuequan Yin Club" that once organized a poetry competition event. There were so many participants who were involved in the hard work. In the end, it was as powerful as the winner. It not only wiped out the Internet of Southeast poetry, but also shocked the world. In the end, all the winners of poetry were given a generous gift.

This is a purely folk event. There are so many participants and such a huge momentum, so the cost is naturally indispensable. If the people in the main society do not have strong financial support, it is simply unimaginable.

Whether in terms of reputation or financial resources, Chen Yizhe is the best candidate. No wonder the famous scholars from various states in Jiangnan came together.

While the two were talking, they heard a hot mess in the building. They looked in the sound, but the guests in the seat talked about wine. Then someone said to Zhang Xu from a distance: "If you drink, there is nothing more than you, Zhang Bogao, in the south of the Yangtze River. I should answer this question. What is the beauty of this wine that makes you so addicted to?"

The so-called poetry and wine are romantic. Wine plays an extremely important role in the lives of ancient literati, and it is inevitable that it will become a topic of prosperity in the banquet. At this time, the joy is in full swing, and it is normal for some people to say this fact.

As one of the famous Eight Immortals in the Tang Dynasty, Zhang Xu was good at drinking and loved drinking. When he heard this question, he immediately smiled happily, "Tao Qian once said that:

The spring forest makes good wine, and I pour it myself.

The weak child plays with me, but the learning of the language has not become a sound.

This matter is really fun, and I will talk about using the Forget-Hua Hairpin.

Looking at the white clouds from afar, how deep is the past?

This poem has already explained the true interest in wine. If you want to ask again, it would be like Huan Wen asked Meng Jia: "What is the good thing about wine and you are fond of it?"

His answer was so much like the words of the ancients for me. He was so wonderful that he suddenly felt a laugh in the building, and the atmosphere was immediately pushed to the top. But everyone laughed and said that he was sloppy, but he answered but did not answer. He was just disturbing and wanted to let him explain clearly what the real fun in wine was?

How did Zhang Xu answer this question for a while? He wanted to wait for the answer, but was laughed at by everyone and was just not obeying it.

In a hurry, Zhang Xu saw Tang Song beside him and suddenly remembered the wonderful reading theory when he met him. This guy immediately died and pointed to him, "If you ask if you really enjoy the wine, you will be the one who will say..."

Tang Song, holding a wine bottle in his forehand, was watching everyone laughing and making fun of each other. He looked up in shock, but saw the eyes of famous scholars from Jiangnan staring at him.

In this era, whether it is wine or poetry at a banquet, it is like the drums that pass the flowers in the hand. The flowers are in the hands. If they do not express them according to the title, it will definitely not work. Just now, Zhang Xu has already taken a flower and then passed the flowers to his hands.

At this time, even if it was an impromptu article, Tang Song had to write the previous article before he could turn the "missary". Now that things have come to this point, it will be impossible not to say anything.
Chapter completed!