Another person said, "Isn't that so. It's just a pity things got so rowdy tonight, quite spoiling the mood. Young Master Nantang barely commented on a single piece before leaving with Dingbei Marquis, and Mr. Songshan said the policy essays earlier went on too long and left him tired, so we could only get the slightest glimpse of the doorway."
The whole thing was simply one big grievance.
They had come full of expectations, and now were rather disappointed.
Someone else said, "Being able to hear such fine sounds already puts us far ahead of others. When Zhegui Square opens in the future, we'll go and support them often. I'm sure Mr. Songshan's and Young Master Nantang's lofty discourses will all be collected there."
"I'm more interested in seeing those poetry drafts Qin Siyuan has collected. The tricks of wording and phrasing in them can be passed down to the younger generations of sons and nephews."
"Me too…"
