Chen Chong is a child.

At the age of twenty-two, Chen Chong, who was still a child, and Chen Chong, who couldn't even pass the Xiucai exam, had no doubt that it had become a joke in Jiangxi, where the literary style was prevalent.

Fortunately, Chen Chong's family is wealthy, and he is also a big family in Shanggao County, Ruizhou Prefecture, but he has no hope of advancing in this life, and he can't be the high-ranking official, but he also has no worries about food and clothing.

Chen Yuanwai completely gave up on his son, and planned to practice a trumpet again, but unfortunately his body was not strong, and none of the four or five concubines were planted.

So over the years, I have been busy marrying Chen Chong's daughter-in-law, and since I hugged my grandson, Chen Yuanwai has devoted himself to the cause of preschool education, saying that he will not let his grandson get close to Chen Chong.

Chen Chong, who is idle, also has peace of mind, and often runs out of the house early in the morning.

"Today is Shangyuan Festival, where are you going early in the morning?"

Chen Yuanwai, who was tasting genuine tea in the front hall, stared.

"Poetry Society."

Chen Chong was holding an umbrella in his hand, the blue and white top was cloudy and rainy, the splashed bead petals reflected the black tiles and white walls, and there were countless angry faces of Chen Yuanwai.

The poetry club in Chen Chong's mouth is a grass house located on the outskirts of the county, first there are mountain village husband Zhuge Kong Minglong in the world, and then there are Si is the burrow, but Wu Dexin's good sayings.

Therefore, in the dense forest in the mountains, build a grass house, burn two or three elegant incense, and recite the words of the sage, does not there be a sense of superiority beyond the object?

Although Chen Chong does not have much knowledge, this does not prevent him from having a motivated heart of "talking and laughing with Confucianism and having no white contacts", so people gather like him, just like a few children in the county who are like him, who are also full of sages but are not the first, and have started such a poetry club.

It is now the second year of Jianwen, and twenty years have passed since the bloody empty seal case, Xiucai is no longer a valuable academic degree that can directly serve as a county commander or even perform his duties at the central government, and he can't pass the township exam, so he is a poor literati after all.

Everyone is full of enthusiasm for governing the country, but there is no use, and it is inevitable that there is a lot of resentment in their hearts, so the Daily Poetry Club gathers and wants to use poetry as a counterpoint to express the depression in their chests.

A group of people with the highest education is a talented person, and they can't even pass the exam, and the quality of the ink in their stomachs will inevitably be marked with a question mark, like Chen Chong, the only thing he has made over the years is only one limerick poem:

"A waning moon hangs on the horizon, and three or two confidants come to chat; Eating roast chicken and drinking wine, the days are happy and fairy! ”

Where is there any talent who can play with such a thing?

What should I do if I can't get on the link? Then drink, you drink too much with one cup and I drink too much, and the brothers gradually found that drinking is more fun than reading.

After drinking too much, everyone whistled on the sea, and they couldn't talk about what they could talk about, and what they said was called a pleasant, and then they simply stopped reading.

Let's skip directly to the link of chanting poetry, and start drinking when we get to the poetry club.

Zhang San is responsible for buying wine, Li Si is responsible for buying meat, Wang Wu will make a few more side dishes, and after today, he will change people to buy these, the so-called poetry club has completely become a place for a few little brothers, such a party.

Today, it was Chen Chong's turn to buy wine, so he carried two jars in the county, and when he arrived at the poetry club, the friends had already set up the table, prepared the dishes, chopsticks, and meat dishes.

"Hurry up, but I'll be waiting for you."

Zhang San and Li Si both stood up to greet Chen Chong, and enthusiastically took the wine jar in Chen Chong's hand. It can be seen that they are not waiting for Chen Chong.

"Today is the Shangyuan Festival, I propose, how about everyone take the festival as the theme and make a seven-character quatrain?"

Wang Wu poured the wine and opened his mouth to propose, "Why don't I come to this first sentence first?" ”

Li Si hurriedly stopped him, "Eh, don't talk about these unpleasant things when you're drinking." ”

Everyone is a literati student, and there is a bit of literary cleanliness, you said the first sentence of the big guy is not right, where will you still drink for a while, you want to take it, the literary talent is not enough, can you drink this wine?

Wang Wu blamed himself, "It's all my fault, how can I be distracted when I drink?" I punished myself with three bowls. ”

After speaking, he finished three bowls in a row, wiping his mouth.

"Hah, happy."

I'm afraid you're not making excuses to drink.

The big guys were all slandered, but they were also afraid that Wang Wu would finish drinking the wine, so they hurriedly picked up the wine bowl, "Congratulations for the festival." ”

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, the big guy is a little drunk, and his tongue is big, and there is no door in his mouth.

In later generations, several junior high school diplomas drank too much, and they could step on beer baskets in the food stalls to discuss the old United States fighting Iraq.

So, while chatting, we talked about some more taboo topics.

Imperial government, salt city, imperial examination.

"Sooner or later, one day, I, Chen Chong, will be able to rise to the top like Yang Gong."

The Yang Gong in Chen Chong's mouth, in addition to Yang Shiqi, who is also from Jiangxi and is now a Hanlin assistant scholar, which Yang Gong can be.

The big guys all laughed, "Let's wait until you are admitted to the Jinshi and the first." ”

"Baguwen has a fart!"

Chen Chong burped, "It's ridiculous to rule today's world with the words of a sage!"

In the first spring and autumn period, the land was not more than 100 miles, and the people were less than 100,000 is a country. Conformism and blind obedience to authority are really a shame for my generation of scholars, who read for the sake of enlightenment, not to become stupid! ”

"You shouldn't be deliberately belittled because you can't pass the Xiucai exam, and these eight strands of literature and art are not proficient."

Chen Chong blushed, "Am I such a superficial person?" I just don't want to learn this, it's just not suitable for today's old-fashioned teachings, the sages of all dynasties, how can there be rulers according to the rules? ”

At the end, Chen Chong also snorted angrily and said, "Sooner or later, one day, I will prove that what I said is right, if you want to rule the world, the premise is to understand the world, the great world in the book is the great world thousands of years ago, not today's great world, although I Chen Chong is just a child, but I am also good at smelling strange news from all over the world, and I am keen on current affairs, isn't this more important than reading ancient books at home all day?" ”

"What if you become a cabinet scholar?"

Chen Chong was speechless for a while, and thought carefully for a while before saying, "If I enter the cabinet, I will definitely no longer rigidly select materials with eight strands of literature, it is better not to read dead books, just talk about the salt market, for thousands of years, everyone in the world has valued agriculture and suppressed business, because of the opening of the salt market, rumors have spread, slandering the imperial court, but since the ban on the salt market, the price of salt in our Jiangxi has dropped by more than ten Wen, which does not just show that the number of people making salt along the coast has increased?"

Since the promulgation of the new policy last year, commerce and trade have developed, and we have more surplus money in Jiangxi Province, instead of thinking about and buying land day and night. The increase in the income of folk craftsmen is also an invisible benefit to the people? ”

"Only by enriching the people can we strengthen the country."

Everyone in the poetry society nodded, "That's right, since the development of commerce and trade, the tax revenue of the imperial court must have increased a lot, I heard that this year there will be a road to be built, the diversion of the canal will be widened, and the transportation and transportation will be strengthened, and all prefectures and counties are recruiting workers. ”

"Exactly."

Chen Chong's face was full of red light, and he was very excited that his remarks were recognized, and he gushed even more, "Business can strengthen the country." If the imperial court has money, it can strengthen the army more vigorously, and last year, it was not rumored that the three southwestern provinces recruited mountain people to form that what is called. ”

"Mountain Army."

"Yes!"

Chen Chong danced and said, "Twenty taels of silver a year, no money, what kind of army does the imperial court take, why do you want to form a mountain army, it's not because the southwest is dangerous and dense forests, and the army is inconvenient to move.

With money, you can make more sophisticated firearms, stronger armor, the so-called workers want to do a good job must first sharpen their weapons, with sophisticated equipment, to break the enemy like a palm of the hand. ”

Everyone listened attentively, and even the Xiucai with the highest education couldn't help but nod, "What Mu Zhi said is very reasonable." ”

"Alas!"

Chen Chong suddenly felt unhappy again, "It's a pity that we are all people who are not in the first place." ”

"Mu Zhikong has the talent to govern the country, but there is no place for it, so he can't help it."

There was a voice of regret in the grass house, and Chen Chong felt even more indignant in his heart, "I really want to write a poem." ”

Everyone burst into laughter, instantly diluting the faint grievances that filled the air.

Outside the grass house, the drizzle continued.