For Tang Cheng, now that things in Daocheng are running in an orderly manner, the affairs in the yamen are held by Feng Haizhou and Zhang Xiangwen, who are familiar with the business, and he can rest assured. Under the leadership of Meng Haoran, the poetry review in Daya Zhizheng Garden has also been operating normally, especially after the addition of a fixed normalization mechanism such as poetry commentary, Daya Zhizhengyuan's influence in the Daocheng literary world has become more and more great. As for Tang Cheng himself, the collection of printed poems that he had been busy with during this time was finally completed.

"Laifu, you really handed over the two poems that Lao He wanted to buy", in the study behind Daya Zhizhengyuan, the thoughtful Tang Cheng tapped the engraved poetry collection that still exuded a faint ink fragrance on the bookcase in front of him, and raised his head to ask Laifu.

In the past few days, in order to create the illusion that he has "run away", Laifu has been stuck in the garden and has not even left the moon gate.

"I handed those two poems to Lao He with my own hands", said in his mouth, and Laifu also took out a piece of flying money from his sleeve, "You see, you see the big official, one hand pays the money and the other hand delivers, this is the flight ticket that Lao He gave me that day, and said that the big official who sold my poems must be able to find out, and the big official will definitely not be able to spare me at that time, so it is serious for me to quickly take the money and run." Look at what he said with a nose and eyes, this eighty yuan is not a decimal number, can there be a fake? ”。

"Hmm", hearing this, Tang Cheng patted the thick stack of poems in front of him, stood up and walked around the room with his hands in his hands and muttered: "The temptation has also been tempted, the capital has also been lowered, and the poem has been taken, so why don't you use it?" ”。

Some time ago, after the old servants of the He family repeatedly tested Laifu, he finally proposed to buy poems, poems that Tang Cheng had not yet released to the public, no one sang them, and no one knew. After hearing the news, Tang Cheng made a plan and gave two poems that had been prepared but were useless later as a deal.

In order to cooperate with this trap, Tang Cheng even did not hesitate to engrave a fake poetry collection that did not include these two poems in a special edition to win Lao He's trust. In fact, just half a day before Laifu traded these two poems, the final draft of the real poetry collection containing these two poems had been sent to the desks of the observation envoy Yu Dongjun and the Taoist Xuezheng Da. Naturally, they were asked to write a preface to the collection of poems.

It is really a good thing to be able to ask these two adults to write a preface to the poetry collection, and to ask them to be a testimony of He Zhongda stealing poems due to time difference.

However, since the day of the fight, a few days have passed, and even the final version of the poetry collection after the two adults have made the preface has been printed and published, and when the new poetry collection has been sent to Tang Cheng's desk, He Zhongda, who had bought the poems a long time ago, has not moved.

These days, Tang Cheng is paying close attention to Shilin's movements, and he knows with certainty that Lao He did buy poems, but he did not use his own name to release the two poems he bought.

It's weird, it's so weird. Things have developed so far, but it has made it difficult for Don. Now that his poetry collection has been printed, he said that those old men should also give it away, but because this is still related to the set given to Lao He, he has not yet taken the bait to expose the killing weapon......

Damn, what the hell is Lao He doing? Half of the front foot has been stepped into the sleeve, why did you tremble and refuse to kick it when you were about to kick it?

Everything else at hand is going well, but I have a difficulty in this matter, and I see that the fish bite the hook but don't swallow it firmly, this feeling of passive waiting is really depressing. Tang Cheng, who had been walking around the study a few times with his hands, slapped the pile of poetry books heavily, "Let's go, come to Fu, go out to breathe."

Hearing this, Laifu was stunned, "Big official, I'll go too?" In case they are seen by Lao He ......".

"It's okay", Tang Cheng shook his head, "He Zhongda's direct use of poems is certainly a clear crime, and it saves a lot of trouble. But even in the current situation, the fact that they bought poems from you alone is enough to ruin Ho Chung-tat's reputation, but it is just to add some trouble. Can I wait for him forever? Besides, if he doesn't use that poem, you may not be able to leave this garden for a day."

Laifu has also been very suffocated in the past few days, and when he heard this, he naturally followed Tang Cheng to the outside of the garden happily.

It was the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, and it was also refreshing to walk around the street in a lukewarm manner, Tang Cheng walked all the way and watched all the way, and finally saw that the hour was almost up, Suo xìng threw off his arms and ate two large bowls of sour noodles on a burden stall on the side of the road, the taste of the syrup water and noodles on this stall is not bad, but I don't know if it is because of the psychological effect, Tang Chengcheng feels that the taste of noodles always seems to be worse than that made by the old man of Jinzhou Wang.

After eating the noodles, Tang Cheng, who had white hairs and fine sweat on his forehead, didn't bother to wipe it, and after leaving the burden stall, his heart suddenly moved, "Laifu, let's go to He Yuan to have a look."

Laifu, who had just finished the banknotes, almost stumbled when he heard the words, "Big official? Without waiting for him to say anything, Tang Cheng had already walked forward first.

When Tang Cheng had come to He Yuan with Meng Haoran, now this time it can be regarded as a revisit to the old place, while walking forward leisurely, Tang Cheng naturally recalled the experience of that day, especially when he thought of the four "Muhu girls", a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

is also a traverser, it seems that his luck is still not good enough! If this rests on other traversers, as long as you meet such a bold woman once, you will inevitably have to meet again and again, until you put these four rich girls down on the bed, and a "four fly" is a real man, who is unlucky like him, his small waist is also hugged, and his little face is also pasted, and he can never touch it again!

With unrestrained thoughts in his mind, it didn't take too long for Tang Cheng to stand in front of He Yuan again.

The green tiles and white walls are still the same, and the green weeping willows behind the walls are still the same, but compared to the last time I came, there were so many high-headed horses tied outside, and He Yuan at this time was clearly lonely. And the red door that was still wide open when I came last time, but closed at this time, added the best footnote to this loneliness.

"Kurama is cold in front of the door", after muttering a word, Tang Cheng, who had stopped his footsteps, looked casually.

If you don't go in, what's the point of seeing a place like this? After standing for a while, seeing that Tang Cheng's interest was fading, Laifu came up and said: "Big official, after I go back later, the little one will go to the yamen to sue He Yuan for instigating and buying the poems of the big officials who steal them."

This blessing, when encountering this kind of trick thing, his reaction is really not ordinarily fast.

"The identities of big officials are different, so it's always difficult to go to court", seeing Tang Cheng look over, Laifu smiled and said: "This matter should naturally be small."

Just as he said this, Laifu's face suddenly changed, "Oops, Lao He is out", as he said in his mouth, he subconsciously pulled Tang Cheng to turn his back.

Tang Cheng didn't move, and when he raised his eyes, he met He Zhongda's eyes when he just walked out of He Yuan's small side door.

Seeing Tang Cheng, He Zhongda was obviously stunned, shocked, hateful, and frightened...... The moment they looked at each other, the complexity of his eyes was really indescribable, and after a while, he clearly understood from the fierce reactions of the servants around him who the blessing was beside Tang Cheng.

Reaching out and grabbing the servant Lao He who was about to go to find Laifu, He Zhongda's eyes gave up looking at Tang Cheng, and while he looked at a blue sky and white clouds, he let out a long and relieved sigh.

Yes, relieved! Since the moment he took back the two poems from Laifu, He Zhongda was no longer at peace, the fear of ruining his reputation and the great sorrow of his death, the temptation of being in the "Local Chronicles" was like churning dough in his heart, holding the two poems in his trembling hands, he couldn't sleep night after night, and he was also in a trance during the day, and the great fear and the temptation of the same strength were like two stone mills, grinding back and forth his heart that was already as panicked as a frightened bird.

Such a tormented rì was really a little too sad for an old man, and the sadness made He Zhongda feel like he was going crazy, but at this moment, at the moment when he saw Tang Cheng and Laifu, he was finally relieved.

Finally, there is no need to make a choice in the painful torment, looking at the Xingyun on the top of his head, He Zhongda, who was suddenly relaxed, suddenly felt a sadness in his heart, at this moment, he felt strange that he was sad that he did not fall into Tang Cheng's trap after all, and the end of his disgrace was doomed. But...... But in so many years of life experience, he didn't notice for the first time that the clouds in the sky were so good-looking.

As a poet, a literati who is accustomed to sad spring and sorrow, and is more sensitive to the changes of all things in nature, in the experience of He Zhongda's life, he has looked up to Xingyun Shujuan countless times, and has also written about the rise and fall of clouds in his poems countless times, but at that time, he looked at the clouds just to make up poems, and to make poems is to seek fame. Until today, at the moment when he knew that he had nothing to lose, He Zhongda felt the beauty of simplicity so clearly.

Life is full of irony!

"Go to the poor place of the water, and sit and watch the clouds rise. Occasionally, Lin Suo, talking and laughing has no return date", looking at the white clouds in the sky above Tang Cheng's head, He Zhongda slowly chanted out this five words that had been engraved in his mind, this is one of the two poems that Lao He bought from Laifu, "Good poems, indeed good poems!" ”。

After muttering and chanting, He Zhongda, who sighed with good poetry in his mouth, lowered his head and his face had regained calm, and he met Tang Cheng's eyes again, but at this moment, there was no more turbulent waves in his eyes just now, and some were just as calm as his face.

His future, his life's fame has been decided by Tang Cheng, and the only thing he can do is wait calmly.

He Zhongda, who has been camping all his life for the sake of his poetry, finally became a real poet when he was old and his poetry name was about to be destroyed.

Life is so fickle!

When He Zhongda looked at the clouds in the sky, Tang Cheng was also looking at him, although the time had not passed long, but He Zhongda in front of him was much older than the last time he came to He Yuan to see him, his original gray hair was all white, and he was as dazzling as snow on his head, and the last time he came, he looked at him like an old man, so that he even had to be supported when he came out.

What's more important is that his eyes are deeply sunken, and his face is suspicious and hesitant, all of which is enough to show that he has suffered so much in these rìs that he has aged so much in a short period of time.

Looking at He Zhongda, who was full of old age in front of him and looked like he was about to die, Tang Cheng suddenly felt empty in his heart, and he no longer had the excitement when he dug the pit two days ago.

Quietly looking at He Zhongda, who had a calm face, Tang Cheng turned around abruptly, "Let's go."

"Okay", Laifu looked back at He Zhongda, and then at the servant Lao He who was glaring at him angrily, and while following up, he deliberately said in a loud voice: "Big official, let's go to the yamen."

"It's just this matter", Tang Cheng waved his hand lightly, "After you go back, you will go to the mansion of the three old men and send them the printed poetry collection."

Hearing this, Laifu turned around blankly and pointed at He Zhongda, "Big official, what ...... It's ......".

"This matter is over", he said casually, and between his steps, Tang Cheng suddenly thought of a question that he had never cared about before, why did he hate He Zhongda's behavior so much?

Because he's a poet thief? Isn't he too, and steals more than he does; Because you can't get used to his sanctimoniousness? It's good to mess around in the officialdom, and I'm not so naïve.

So why?

After thinking about it for a long time, when he saw that he was about to arrive at Daya Zhizheng Garden, Tang Cheng, who suddenly realized in his heart, finally found the answer.

It's not because He Zhongda is sanctimonious, or even because he stole poetry, the real reason is that he stole and shared his own dividends.

For any traverser, crossing itself is definitely the biggest secret, helpless to do a complete separation from the previous life, in this world that is destined to others can not really understand you, alone to keep a secret that can never be told to anyone, what kind of depression is this? And what is compensated to the traverser is the cross-cutting dividend that is ahead of the times.

Few people in later generations can willingly share the five million lottery jackpot with someone who is not related to them, and similarly, no one can calmly let someone like He Zhongda share his crossing dividends.

Even if he still has a lot of them, even if he will never use them, but when others get involved in the dividends that originally belonged to him, Tang Cheng still can't contain his anger, people's hearts are so greedy!

After the end of He Zhongda's matter, Tang Cheng's Daocheng experience also quietly came to an end, a few days after the distribution of the poetry collection, the good news that the Jinzhou road was completely repaired has been sent to the observation of the Yamen, the surprise of Tang Cheng entrusted the affairs of Daya to the Zhengyuan to Meng Haoran, and after the affairs of the observation of the Yamen to Feng Haizhou and Zhang Xiangwen, he followed the observation envoy Yu Dongjun's car out of the Daocheng City, and went straight to Jinzhou.

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