Chapter 43: The Injustice of Heaven and Earth
After resting in bed for three consecutive days, Liu Shian was able to get out of bed and walk happily. But he didn't want to get up, because he enjoyed being taken care of in bed. Every day Qi Yuanxue gave him a wash water, served him tea and food, and applied him medicine, which seemed like a young man.
Originally, Liu Shian felt a little reluctant to do this, but when he was beaten the next day, Qi Yuanxue took the thirty-three taels, four cents and seven cents of silver he got from Meng Lang. He used the reasons to repay the debt, take care of the patients, and pay for his daily food and accommodation expenses as a reason, and sometimes, Liu Shian decided to lie on his back for ten days and half a month and enjoy the service in bed.
But beware that December 19th is the final of the Poetry Competition. Liu Shinan successfully entered the final with the five shocking four-season poems, and wanted to compete with several talented men in the square poetry building.
I have to go there. If I win, I have 3,000 taels of silver to be recorded. When I learned that the competition was in midday, Liu Shian got up early and asked Qi Yuanxue to slowly go to the square.
"Qi Yuanxue, why do you love money so much? Just forget it if you confiscate my thirty-three taels of silver, even four cents and seven cents will not be kept for me." Along the way, Liu Shi was secretly indignant.
The crowds on the long street are all heading to this square. After all, this is the biggest event in Huizhou before the New Year. At the end of the year, all major and big things have ended, and there is no busy farming work, so I haven’t gone out to join in the fun.
Qi Yuanxue helped Liu Shinan walk slowly and said, "I borrowed ten taels of silver, attended the poetry meeting, and borrowed one thousand taels of silver to buy horses. Now I have only recycled thirty-three taels, but you still have the face to say it. And I reiterate again, I love collecting silver, not like money, do you understand?"
Liu Shian also complained and said in his heart: "That's my thousand taels of silver."
As they were talking, they walked to the square. It was so lively. Small poems were hanging on the ropes around the stage. The exquisite lanterns around them were also written with small poems. The slogans and railings were printed on poems and songs. In the middle of the stage, there were a few big words for the final of the poetry meeting.
After Liu Shi arrived dark, he naturally attracted a lot of attention. He walked to the final list, squeezed in and took a few glances. In addition to Wang Chulan, Meng Lang, Sima Wuque, there were Yuan Ling'er, and he also saw the name of Xu Mengchu. He sneer in his heart for a while, then left, waiting quietly under the stage.
Then it was the final time and saw several representatives of the chamber of commerce taking their seats. The governor and Mr. Hongdao also arrived.
Yuan Hongdao went up to say a few blessings to celebrate the good year, a poem talk, and a few words said, and most of the income from the poetry gatherings would be used to build dams, bridges, etc. Liu Shi secretly knew that there were almost more than 10,000 people participating in the competition, and ten taels per person would be 10,000 taels. In addition to the cost of the square arrangement, publicity, etc., there were also three thousand taels to win the championship. Even if 50,000 taels were used to engage in charity, most of the money still fell into the hands of the arch commerce bosses and the government.
The game began. Because of Meng Lang's absence, there were actually only nine people in the final. Liu Shian almost broke Meng Lang's leg. If he could come, Liu Shian would feel abnormal.
The finals adopt the elimination system.
The nine people draw lots, and they are grouped in two groups, and a group of people are drawn to conduct a poetry creation showdown. A jury composed of Hara Hongdao and the governor will select one person with good poetry creation to enter the semi-finals. The semi-finals and the finals are also subject to the elimination system.
Because one person is absent, the lottery will cause a bye, and the person who is bye will automatically enter the next round.
The rules of poetry creation are changed every round and each group is different.
Liu Shi went up secretly, and in everyone's eyes, the word "bye" was written on the drawing paper.
He was very happy when he looked at these two words, but he still pretended to be heartbroken and said to the judges on the stage, to the crowd of people who were under the storm: "God is really unfair to me. I don't want to take the bye, I don't want it. I have to rely on my own strength to enter the finals and win the championship in one fell swoop. This bye is an insult to me. A soldier can be killed but not humiliated. Whoever wants this bye sign, I will exchange it with him."
Yuan Ling'er also finished drawing lots. He was also funny when he heard Liu Shian's words. This person was really shameless. Others were speechless to Liu Shian. You said this. Who would dare to change it with you? After changing it, wouldn't it accept the insult?
Some of the people below laughed happily, some despised Liu Shian's artificial method, and Qi Yuanxue also had a smile on his lips. This person was really not changed at all, and he was still so stupid.
After Liu Shi asked repeatedly, no one answered. Yuan Hongdao coughed and said, "Go down quickly, you will behave well if you get the cheaper. If you make a noise, you will be deprived of the competition."
Liu Shi listened in secret and laughed hurriedly, and walked aside with the bye sign.
The Huizhou Governor and Yuan Hongdao were both sitting in the middle. The Huizhou Governor was Gubi City, who was over fifty years old. He looked at the person in front of him and asked, "Teacher, is this person so dark?"
Yuan Hongdao said: "That's right. Although this person looks a bit unrestrained, he is very talented and appreciated."
The governor nodded and said, "I'm afraid he's a sinner."
"Bicheng? What did you say."
"Nothing, teacher."
The governor called a man in the mansion, gave a few instructions, and saw the man nodding and left.
Four groups of competitions were held at the same time.
Yuan Ling'er competed with a young man named Liu Ming. The group of questions was: Use the four images of river, river, lake and sea to make four seven-character poems, each of which is no less than eight sentences, and a stick of incense is limited to one stick of time.
After Liu Ming got the title, he thought for a while, and then he started writing on the good paper. It seemed that his thoughts were flowing. In less than half an hour, the four poems were completed, and then several literati re-excerpted the poems he made, a total of eight copies, and they were handed over to eight judges. The poems he made by Liu Ming were recited and displayed to everyone.
The four poems he wrote had their own decisiveness, but they were still a little less coquettish. Liu Shi read them secretly and thought they were good, but they were a little worse than himself. Several judges thought it was OK and smiled satisfied.
After appreciating Liu Ming's poems, Yuan Ling'er's poems were also completed. Her poems were only one "Water Fu", with a total of thirty-six sentences.
The first two sentences explain the beauty of water, the last thirty-two sentences explain the river, river, lake, and sea respectively, and the last two sentences explain the wonders of water from the river to the sea.
It's such a wonderful poem. Liu Shinan thought so. It turns out that this little girl still has some material things. She is simply a talented woman, worthy of being Yuan Hongdao's granddaughter.
Everyone and the jury also came up with this opinion. When they praised Yuan Hongdao for his granddaughter's talent, they also came up with the result. Yuan Ling'er won. After Liu Ming learned the result, he was a little disappointed, but he still admired him very much. It would naturally be not embarrassing to lose to such a talented woman.
After Yuan Ling'er won, she looked at Liu Shian with a arrogant look on her face, as if she was saying that I must beat you today.
Chapter completed!