On the chrysanthemum stage, Guan Guan gently flipped the plain note in his hand with his slender fingers, and every time he turned a page, it meant that another poem was eliminated.

There are a lot of people on and off the stage who are nervous about the results, after all, this is the highest level of the cultural club in Jinzhou, if you can be in the middle and high school poetry of this literary meeting, and the gimmick of crossing the ** with Guan Guan is just that, the most important thing is that it is good for fame.

Fame was too important for the scholars of the Tang Dynasty, and those with great fame could be ranked first in the imperial examination, or even be chartered by the imperial court and even the emperor because of their fame, such as Li Bai, an immortal in the tenth year of Tianbao, who was personally enshrined in Hanlin by Emperor Xuanzong.

Even if it doesn't mix up with a big reputation, a small reputation has its own use, the small one is more attractive when opening a museum to teach apprentices, the businessmen can get more polish when they come to write shop signs, and the big one has a greater hope of entering when the state government clerk is vacant. Although the reputation seems to be false, the benefits brought by it are as real as real money, and with such a background, it is impossible for the younger scribes to be concerned.

After all, there are very few people like Old Master Yan who have almost reached the realm of no-yù and no-seek.

Not only are these young scribes nervous, but Liu Jingwen on the chrysanthemum platform is even more nervous, he bothered to arrange this literary meeting in Baal today, and even spent a lot of money to invite Guan Guan from Yangzhou, what is the picture? It's not just to stop driving!

Guan Guan's performance when singing the poem just now not only swept the face of Ma Beijia, but also gave Liu Jingwen a slap in the face, fortunately, it was a poem just now, and it was eye contact between the stage and the stage, Guan Guan's abnormality is not obvious, as long as she can do it in accordance with the advance arrangement and her own instructions just now, she can quickly close the gap to the abnormality just now.

Not to mention those young scribes and Liu Jingwen, even Ma Beijia, who doesn't know how many times he has participated in the literary conference, is a little worried.

It turned out that the person who was in Guan Guan's eyebrows and eyes just now was Tang Cheng who was transferred from the Yunxi County Yazhong! Thinking of Yunxi County, Lao Ma couldn't help but think of Yao Dongqi, and a fire suddenly surged in his heart.

Nearly 20 years of friendship! In the past, everyone in the Yazhong of Yunxi County knew that Yao Zhushu had a good relationship with the state Yama, but few people knew that Yao and Ma were neighbors before the age of ten. Then entered the officialdom and the two met again, nearly 20 years down, the friendship became deeper and deeper, especially when the teeth are getting older, maybe many things are slowly looked down, but this kind of friendship developed from the friendship of the general horn is getting heavier and heavier in the heart.

Yao Dongqi's death is a painful spot that Ma Beijia's heart can't erase, this matter happened too quickly, and it was solved too quickly, from Sun Zhijun informed him to discuss the matter to Zhang Zishan issued the arrest document, it only took a short afternoon in the middle, and the dispatch of the tolerance was even more indispensable, and before the person he sent to report the news arrived, Yao Dongqi had committed suicide at home.

The lonely Ma Beijia failed to resist the joint attack of Sun Yuanjun and Zhang Zishan, but the more this was the case, the more Ma Beijia felt that Yao Dongqi's case was a conspiracy, too fast! It's almost abnormal, this is like the usual style of the state government, and there must be demons when things are abnormal! What's more, with his understanding of Yao Dongqi, he clearly knows Lao Yao's style of acting, and he can do such a stupid thing as making friends and instructing mountain bandits?

But there are all human and physical evidence, and the most important thing is that Yao Dongqi himself is dead, so although Ma Beijia is heartbroken, he will never make a fuss about this for the sake of a dead Yao Dongqi for many years, so that he and Sun Yuanjun and Zhang Zishan have torn their faces. After many years of ups and downs, and now that he is old, Ma Beijia has already passed that impulsive age!

So, the matter passed seemingly peacefully.

But what is calm is only on the surface, Ma Beijia has never forgotten about this matter, and he can't turn his face with Sun and Zhang, but he has no good face for Yunxi County, especially this Tang Cheng is still Zhang County's henchman, although he has never even seen face-to-face, but just with his background, Ma Beijia will never let Tang Cheng have a good time.

In fact, he didn't need to do anything at all, as long as he gave a slight gesture, his subordinates naturally understood what he meant, after all, these people were under his control, so the state officials who didn't dare to offend Sun Yuanjun or Lao Ma could only helplessly choose the middle route, neither deliberately suppressing Tang Cheng, nor approaching him, and then, Tang Chengcheng became "air" like this.

Because Tang Cheng's position is too low, and he has never seen him since he entered the government, Ma Beijia has forgotten him a little in the past two days, but he didn't expect to meet him here today, Tang Cheng is still the object of Guan Guan's face just now, how can Lao Ma not be annoyed?

Especially when Tang Cheng deliberately smiled without avoiding his eyes, a strong impulse surged in the heart of the self-proclaimed self-cultivation old horse, whether it was Tang Cheng's gaze, or arching his hand and bright smile, the old horse could clearly feel the meaning contained in it, provocation, this Tang Cheng was deliberately provoking him.

As the second person in the Jinzhou Prefecture, he is now despised and even provoked by a small writer who usually can't put his eyes in front of the public.

At this time, Lao Ma, whose dignity had been seriously bruised, would not think about it at all: If Tang Cheng, a little scribe under his jurisdiction, was not really forced to be ruthless, how could he find himself uncomfortable to provoke him? The subordinates are always paying attention to and even speculating about the thoughts of the superiors, and how many of the people in the upper positions can really understand the difficulties and helplessness of their subordinates?

In the final analysis: the topography makes it so, and the origin is not the same.

Although Lao Ma was depressed and irritable in his heart, he couldn't just attack Tang Cheng at this time. After all, the transfer of Tang Cheng from the Yunxi County Ya was at the behest of Sun Yuanjun, and he could use a soft nail to deal with Tang Cheng, so that he could not speak of his suffering. But if you tear your face hard, it's not just Tang Cheng who has this attack, even if Tang Cheng is just a dog in the eyes of Lao Ma, but it doesn't depend on the owner to beat the dog? Don't look at Sun Yuanjun's gentle and soft speech, after getting along with him for so long, Lao Ma clearly knows that Sun Yuanjun is not a good stubble, otherwise he would have been arched down by him a long time ago.

It's not for Sun Yuanjun's face, at this time, the old horse can't attack, this is the Wenhui, if he is an old horse and Tang Cheng, a post-graduate who is not a weak crown, tears his face, for him, winning is also losing! Suppressing Houxue is the worst and easiest to spread in Shilin, and it is his identity that determines that Lao Ma cannot do such a thing that disregards etiquette.

Forbearance, how depressed Ren Lao Ma is in his heart at this time, there is only one word he can do: forbearance!

Those who are barefoot can not be afraid of wearing shoes, but those who wear shoes cannot ignore their identity. Just as a sword has two edges, identity brings honor and dignity at the same time, it also brings a lot of constraints.

Since it's not good to do anything at the moment, Lao Ma regrets that he shouldn't have handed over the poems prepared in advance to Guan Guan just now, and it was handed over after being recorded by the boy in front of everyone.

If such a poem is like the previous literary meeting, there is naturally no problem, anyway, the singer's side has long been arranged, no matter how good it is made by others, the singer's mouth is still his poem. As the highest-ranking literati present, who else could Shi Kui have besides him?

But Guan Guan's performance just now made Lao Ma a little bottomless, after all, he handed in the poem in front of everyone, if Guan Guan opened his mouth to sing it was not his poem, which made the old horse who has been sitting firmly in the position of the leader of the Golden State Literary League for nearly ten years embarrassed? What will others think of his previous experience of repeatedly winning the Wenhui poetry championship?

Face, face! Even the common people in the market know that trees have living bark and people have living faces. Not to mention a person of Lao Ma's status?

In the nervous waiting of each mind, Guan Guan's slender fingers finally finished turning over the last piece of plain paper, and then saw her take out one of them and carefully recite it for a moment before slowly standing up.

Because of the experience just now, every time Guan Guan, who took over the pipa, took a step forward in the middle of the platform, the footsteps hit Liu Jingwen's heart like a heavy mallet.

The Holy Ancestor Master Confucius blesses, this little lady must not go wrong again.

Step by step, Guan Guan finally stood in the middle of the chrysanthemum platform, and while the pair of watery apricot eyes looked around the stage, the ten fingers in his hand were playing, and a string of voices with a lonely and arrogant atmosphere had flowed out.

The Tang people wrote poems like the Han Yuefu and the Song people wrote lyrics, it was for the soundtrack, what kind of poems with what kind of music, which has its own customization, at first glance when I heard the opening pipa before the song and poem of Guan Guan, the old horse's face has changed slightly.

The ten fingers in his hand are twisted, and the red lips are opened, and the work of today's poetry has been sung:

The windward Dú Lì is not enchanting, and the arrogant and frosty products are arrogant. Let others praise more, and I will do my own thing.

Poetry near the Tang Dynasty, because of the strong national strength and open mind, when people comment on poetry and listen to poetry, they like to be in line with the atmosphere of the times, such as "Huangsha wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and does not break Loulan's oath and does not return", such as "I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back after being scattered", which is also the fundamental reason why Du Fu's poetry is not famous in the world, just because although he is also a figure in the Tang Dynasty, the poem is too bitter and too strict, and it is difficult for the Tang people with a prosperous mentality to like.

Guan Guan just finished singing this chrysanthemum poem, and the chrysanthemum audience has already applauded, the wind Dú Lì is not enchanting, and the arrogant and frosty products are arrogant. These two sentences are indeed suitable to describe the chrysanthemums in full bloom in late autumn, but it is the last two sentences that have aroused the praise of the scribes-let others praise more, and I will do my own thing. Although these two sentences have no allusions and are not gorgeous, they are better than that confident and arrogant bearing, which is in line with the mentality of the people of the time and the poetic style of the times.

"Rather be a centurion, than a scholar", Wang Bo, the head of the four masters of the previous dynasty, in the "From the Army" in the two sentences are not also allusions, and the other is not colorful, but it is precisely because he wrote the mentality of the scholars of the Tang Dynasty who are eager to make contributions on the battlefield in order to become a famous sentence that will be sung forever.

"What a good one, I have always been free, these two sentences have been written in different customs, the chrysanthemum jīng soul that blooms alone in late autumn, good poetry, good poetry!" , The voice of the scribe under the chrysanthemum stage has just stopped, and Guan Guan has tactfully sung the second stack.

When he only heard Guan Guan sing the first sentence "Facing the wind Dú Lì is not enchanting", Ma Beijia was completely disappointed, this Guan Guan actually ...... Sure enough, he didn't sing the poem he composed.

Ma Bei drove like this, Liu Jingwen can be imagined the blow, he deliberately read it when the boy sent the poem to the customs just now, no matter who wrote this poem by his mother, the most important thing is that it is not the one that Ma Bei carried.

Accidents and accidents, now Liu Jingwen doesn't even have the mind to scold Guan Guan, and now what is turning over and over in his mind is one sentence - this time it can be regarded as offending Ma Bei to death.

After the singing of Guanguan Sanjie and the pipa was radioed, many people had not heard too clearly under the chrysanthemum stage just now, and in this applause, Li Xiangcheng, an old celebrity in Jinzhou who had always had a good relationship with Lao Ma, stood up and said with a smile: "It is extremely difficult to carve the image of the poem on the spot, let alone carve the jīng kamikaze bone, this poem is indeed wonderful. The masterpiece of the adults really adds luster to our chrysanthemum meeting, and we should thank it together! ”。

As an old celebrity in Jinzhou, Li Xiangchengping and Ma Beijia have encountered a lot in previous literary meetings, and Ma Beijia has the highest official position in this Jutai meeting, and Liu Jingwen's various arrangements are clearly trying to do what he likes, in this case, the poet can still be someone else, and the singer can still sing other people's poems? With his past experience, Li Xiangcheng got up with confidence and said this, and the sedan chair was carried by everyone, not to mention that this was still a sedan chair for the horse, and the old Li who boasted of being a bosom friend of the adults was naturally unwilling to be left behind.

As soon as he finished speaking, many Jucong scribes had already stood up, and even Tang Cheng, who was smiling with a smile on his face, stood up and said loudly: "Extremely, extremely, I should thank you for not driving!" ”。

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and the boat was hit by the head wind, the hand of the old famous man Li and the subsequent actions of the scribes were this effect for Ma Beijia, if he still wanted to deal with this embarrassment vaguely just now, then now after making such a big move, he just wanted to be vague, at this time, the old horse's face sè zhi jīng Cai really made Tang Cheng look very happy, and the stuffiness that he had saved in his heart a little earlier finally dissipated a lot.

Looking at Li Xiangcheng, who was quite complacent on his face, Liu Jingwen, whose eyes were a little red, really wanted to slap this old man and faint.

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PS: Two chapters were updated today, and there is one more chapter after that: -D

Another: I was so tired the day before yesterday that there were a lot of clerical errors in the chapter I wrote "The chapter that was updated yesterday" that should not have appeared, so I review it here, please forgive me! (To be continued, if yù knows what is going on, please log in, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued)