The sunset briefly appears at dusk, and before it can fall down the mountain, it is enveloped by a cloud of dark clouds. The whole capital was soon plunged into night, causing the lights to come on.

At the time of dinner, although there was no sign of rain in the night sky, the evening breeze whined outside, and the temperature dropped a lot, so that many people's windows were tightly closed.

In the dining room of the Wu Mansion, several candlesticks have been lit, illuminating the central wine table and the surrounding corners, and a calligraphy and painting hangs on the north wall.

The three of them sat around the table, and laughter was heard from time to time.

Wu Shan and Yin Tai are Jiangxi villagers, Wu Shan is Jiajing's fourteen-year Tanhualang, and Yin Tai is Jiajing's fourteen-year Shujishi, the two have worked together for a long time in the Hanlin Academy, and they have formed a deep friendship.

Wu Shan is now the second assistant of the dynasty, and Yin Tai is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and the respect and humility of officialdom failed to affect them, and the two sat at the wine table and drank like old friends for many years.

It was rare for Lin Haoran to see his father-in-law drinking so happily, and he frequently poured wine for Wu Shan and Yin Tai.

The wine was specially brought by Lin Haoran, and it was a jar of fragrant aged wine, which made the servants next to him swallow their saliva secretly.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors.

Lin Haoran is someone's son-in-law and disciple, even if he is already in an official residence, he obediently plays the role of a younger brother, and he has the consciousness of accompanying the leader at the wine table in his previous life.

Wu Shan and Yin Tai have a lot of words today, starting from the first time they participated in the township test in Jiangxi together, the more they talked, the more speculative they became, and they mentioned a lot of old things.

"I remember that back then, I went to Beijing with you, Ziqian and Zhongsheng to catch the exam, and when I passed by Nanshan Temple, you said that the scenery there was unique, and said that you wouldn't pass the exam anyway, and you wanted to stay there and study for two years. It's just that the three of us can't rest assured of you and forcibly pull you into the carriage, so you are willing to continue to rush to Beijing with us to take the exam! Wu Shan took a sip of wine and talked about a past incident with a smile.

Lin Haoran not only acted as a little brother who poured wine? Acting as a qualified listener? While pouring himself wine, he also turned his head to look at Yin Tai in surprise.

Although he always knew that Yin Tai's desire for power was not strong? In officialdom, he has always been very "Buddhist"? But I didn't expect to go to Beijing to catch the exam so inactively.

You know, he went to Beijing to take the exam that year? On the road, I was always anxious, and I was most worried that I wouldn't be able to catch up with the time to try. Even if you know you won't be able to pass the test? It is unlikely that Yin Tai wants to stay because of a good environment somewhere.

Yin Tai remembers this period of the past? I couldn't help but smile like a reminiscence on my face and said, "Hehe...... If you hadn't pulled me into the carriage, I really wanted to live in Nanshan Temple for a while! ”

"When I went to the exam, the three of us regretted nothing more than being with you! For your desire to remember the sages, the three of us have suffered a lot? Have you also taken a lot of detours with you? The deepest impression is that you led you to Langya Mountain, so angry that Ziqian almost wanted to go to Beijing alone! Wu Shan put down the wine glass gently and said jokingly.

Yin Tai then put down the wine glass gently, but smiled at Wu Shan's gaze: "I remember that you also supported it back then, and you didn't complain for half a sentence?" When you came back, you said that it was worth the trip! ”

Lin Haoran added wine to the two of them, and at the same time his ears were slightly raised? I want to continue listening to their past.

In his earlier impression, Wu Shan and Yin Tai were both typical of that kind of "single-minded only reading sage books?" Nerds who don't hear what's going on outside the window, just hear their conversation tonight? Dare to love the two of them and have a period of high spirits.

Of course? He can also see that the more active should be Yin Tai? This cheap father-in-law is probably still a quiet scholar.

"The reason why I didn't complain at the time was because your poem was well written, and I still remember the poem of the drunken Weng Pavilion to this day!" Wu Shan picked up a piece of mushroom with chopsticks and put it in the bowl, and explained with a smile.

Yin Tai's brows raised slightly, and he asked tentatively, "Do you remember?" ”

Lin Haoran put down the wine jug gently, and while slandering Yin Tai for chatting to death, he also looked at Wu Shan worriedly. How many years have passed, how can you still remember?

Wu Shan put down the chopsticks gently, the oil stains on his lips flashed in the light, and just pondered, he recited: "The drunkard pavilion leans on the blue mountain, and Li Yi is new to travel together." A generation of articles is narrated, and the ancestral hall of the Thousand Autumns is romantic. The fish in the cold grotto can gather, and the birds in the forest are not resting. If you want to visit the deeper part of Langya, the wild wind blows down the front hill. ”

With the eight-strand literature in this dynasty, poetry has long ceased to be the grand occasion of the Tang and Song dynasties, but the literati who are keen on poetry have always endured, and many officials themselves can be regarded as excellent poets.

This "I want to visit the deeper part of Langya, the wild wind blows down the front hill" is already a writing of Yin Tai's spirit of exploration in his youth, and he is indeed an authentic literati in his prime.

Yin Tai was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect Wu Shan to really recite it word for word, and while he was proud, he was also a little moved in his heart.

"Good poetry! This poem is enough to be passed on to future generations! Lin Haoran seemed to see a picture scroll of the Drunken Man's Pavilion, and he also applauded from the bottom of his heart.

Yin Tai didn't feel the slightest pride in the face of Lin Haoran's praise, but he still had a little self-knowledge, knowing that it was far inferior to the poems of this Tianzhong genius disciple, but he turned his head to look at Lin Haoran and said slightly reproachfully: "If you are foolish, you haven't made a new work for a long time!" ”

In fact, in addition to leaving a "Yangzhou" in Yangzhou, there have been basically no new poems released over the years, causing many people to even forget that Lin Haoran is the amazing "bamboo gentleman" of the Ming Dynasty.

"The disciple is being detained by the official office today, and I am afraid that he will not be able to write poetry in the future!" Lin Haoran looked half-true and shirked.

Yin Tai knows very well that this may be a shirk, but it is also the truth, how many talented people enter the officialdom, it is difficult to write good poems, especially this disciple's official career is too smooth, and he will not even focus on these poems.

"Fame hurts!" Wu Shan didn't have too many scruples about Lin Haoran, but he commented.

Lin Haoran faced this comment and obediently responded with a "yes".

Yin Tai sighed lightly and said: "At the moment, I am also counted: Wu Sha is not an official, and Xiao Xiao is cold in both sleeves!" I don't like fishing, but I can replace it with: hold a thin pen, and compose poems on the autumn wind river! ”

Yes?

Lin Haoran was about to put a piece of meat in his mouth, but when he heard this, he opened his mouth slightly and looked at Yin Tai in disbelief.