Zhang Wei's sudden arrival surprised Wen Tingyun, "I thought it was a noble person who came, it turned out to be General Zhang Wei of Zuo Xiaowei." ”

Of course, it is a bit ironic to call Zhang Wei a general, but Zhang Wei doesn't care, "I take the liberty to disturb, I wonder if it has affected Mr.'s Yaxing?" ”

"Yaxing?" Wen Tingyun listened, and subconsciously crossed his hands back and forth a few times, "This is an ordinary farmer on the edge of Chang'an City, what kind of Yaxing can there be?" ”

Hey--, Brother Eight Forks, what are you asking me to say about you? Crossing your hands back and forth is actually a sign of inner anxiety and lack of confidence.

In fact, what is there not to be confident in a great writer like you Wen Tingyun? Do you know that thousands of years later, today's old men in Chang'an City have made soil, and your name Wen Tingyun is still long-lasting.

"Brother Wen, the younger brother came here today to ask you for something." After meeting, Zhang Wei said to Wen Tingyun.

Although he only has a one-sided acquaintance with Wen Tingyun, Zhang Wei has a good impression of this ugly-looking, upright, and direct-speaking talent, and has a kind of trust in him invisibly.

Wen Tingyun smiled: "Excuse me? Do you want me? Hahaha, hahaha, I'm a farmer, what can I guide you? What about the word "ask"? ”

Zhang Wei smiled faintly and said, "Ask Chang'an's customs and singing and dancing restaurants, so it's always okay." ”

"This?" Wen Tingyun heard Zhang Wei ask him about these things, so he smiled and said, "If that's the case, then please come inside, let's talk while drinking." ”

It's been a while since he traveled to Datang, and his favorite thing in his heart is to drink and chat with him in Wen Tingyun's cottage.

The breeze is coming, the thatch on the eaves is gently swaying with the wind, and Zhang Wei and Wen Tingyun are sitting together in the house to drink and talk about the past and the present, how pleasant!

Besides, only sitting here, Zhang Wei felt so relaxed, so free, far from being at all uncomfortable when he sat and drank with those dignitaries.

After all, it was winter, and it was obviously a little cold to sit on the stone bench outside the house and drink, so Zhang Wei followed Wen Tingyun to the house.

Wen Tingyun ordered his subordinates to hurry up to prepare wine and food, and Zhang Wei asked Wen Tingyun: "Mr. Wen, I don't know what happened to Li Shangyin who was here with you a few days ago?" ”

Zhang Wei also wanted to ask about Yu Youwei's situation, but after thinking about it, this was the first time he had come to Wen Tingyun alone, and it seemed inappropriate to ask people directly about the news of the young girl, so he had to ask Li Shangyin about the situation.

"Oh--, you said Li Shangyin, he just became a salt and iron pusher, and he is very busy, and he hasn't been here for several days."

Salt and iron pusher?

Zhang Wei is not very clear about the situation of this official position, "May I ask Mr. Wen, I don't know what kind of salt and iron pusher Master Li is?" ”

"Jiupin, although the official position is not high, this is a fat errand. Specialized in the trial of cases relating to salt and iron. Wen Tingjun explained.

Yes? Nine pins.

In Zhang Wei's opinion, the seven-rank official is already very low, how can there be such a low official position as the nine-grade? So he said: "Mr. Wen, in Zhang's mind, Master Li is a great talent in the world like you, and he was wronged by only being a minor official of the ninth grade." ”

But after all, he was not an official in the Tang Dynasty, and he didn't know the difficulties of being an official. The career path of an ordinary person like Li Shangyin is very difficult, and it is already very good to be able to get a high-ranking official like the salt and iron pusher.

What's more, salt and iron were a very prosperous profession back then, and ordinary people would never be able to get in.

"It's already good to have such an errand, and if you can have such an errand for my brother, I will be content." Wen Tingyun said enviously.

Hey, you Wen Tingyun also envy such an errand!

Zhang Wei looked at Wen Tingyun in a little surprise, my mother, what about the person I admire so much, why is the pursuit of life so low?

"Brother Wen is a great talent in the world, and even a contemporary leader in the literary world, how can he pursue it so much? If you want me to say, with your ability, it's not impossible to be the prime minister. Zhang Wei was telling the truth, in his opinion, people like Ling Hu Ji could be admitted to the Jinshi. After a deeper understanding, Zhang Wei later learned that Ling Huxuan, who was close to himself, was not unlearned, and he was actually born as a Jinshi. People like Ling Fox can be prime ministers, but with Wen Tingyun's ability, they can't be prime ministers.

But he was wrong.

After listening to Zhang Wei's words, Wen Tingyun shook his head, "Brother, don't say that, my brother is already forty years old, and he has failed the exam again and again, and he is already in a hurry, don't say that he is a salt and iron pusher, or an ordinary errand officer!" ”

After saying this, Wen Tingyun's face turned red.

Hey—

Zhang Wei knew that Wen Tingyun's heart still retained the simplicity of a scholar, and he originally wanted to rely on his own ability to be an official and do things, but luck tricked him again and again, making him fail the scientific examination again and again, and now he had to bow to fate.

Looking at the red on Wen Tingyun's face who was middle-aged, Zhang Wei's heart was very painful, but he still smiled and said to him: "Brother Wen is a great talent in the world, if he can do his best for the court, it is a blessing for the court." ”

At this point, what else can Zhang Wei say?

Hearing this, Wen Tingyun's face showed a happy look, and he said happily: "Brotherhood sits, I still have the best Shi Frozen Spring here, you and I talk and chat." ”

The food and drinks were prepared quickly.

After getting Zhang Wei's affirmative reply, Wen Tingyun's interest was very high, "Brother, you just said that you have something to tell me, what is the matter?" ”

"Brother Wen, do you recognize Zheng Shilang?" For Zheng Shilang, who he saw at the orchid restaurant that day, Zhang Wei was very impressed.

"Zheng Shilang? Of course I knew, his natal name was Zheng Hao, a native of Xingyang, Zhengzhou, and the grandson of Zheng Qi, the prime minister of the Taizong Dynasty. ”

Oh--, it turns out that he is also the second generation of officials! No wonder he became a high-ranking official at the vice-ministerial level at a young age.

There are people in the court who are good officials, and there are people who eat dry noodles in the stove.

"Oh, it turns out that Zheng Shilang is Zheng Hao! No wonder I often heard Ling Hulu talk about this person before, it seems that they are all prime ministers, and they are the right people. Zhang Wei finally understood the relationship.

Wen Tingyun smiled lightly and said, "Not only that, Zheng Hao also has an identity, which is the eldest princess's concubine." ”

The eldest princess is the eldest of the emperor's daughters, and she is generally a very good character.

God—--, this guy is not only the second generation of officials, but also a royal prince, and he looks good, has a beautiful voice, why should this guy take all the good things in his life?

Some people are born with a golden key, some people are born after being famous, and some people can rise to the top without hard work, such as this Zheng Hao, and some people have only taken a very small step on the road of life after unremitting efforts, and the small ones are not even as good as ants, such as Li Shangyin.

There are also those who work very, very hard, but in the end they achieve nothing, and even have to go backwards, such as Wen Tingyun in front of them. is so old, and he is still tossing in his career, but the result is that nothing has grown except for age.

"Actually, Zheng Hao is also a poor person." Wen Tingyun took a sip of wine and said sullenly.

？？？

Zheng Hao, who has a good background, a high position, a proud spring breeze, like a fish in water, a prosperous wind and water, handsome and chic, etc., how can a person who can use all the good words he can use still be a pitiful person?

Of course Zhang Wei didn't understand.