Chapter 116: I'm Not a Soft Persimmon (Last Moment, Please Ask for a Monthly Pass!) 〉

The Tang people liked to buy other businesses for summer or leisure and entertainment, which is quite similar to the rich people of later generations. The style of buying other businesses is not limited to princes and nobles, but all the rich people who have some money in the family, especially the literati with some financial resources, are more enthusiastic about it, and the most famous of them is probably the Gongchuan other industry of Wang Wei, a poet and Buddha of the Tang Dynasty.

Liu Jingwen's other business is located about ten miles outside the city of Jinzhou, backed by the beautiful mountains and rivers of the remaining veins of the Qinling Mountains, on the left is a peach blossom forest covering an area of dozens of acres, the clouds are steaming in the blooming season, and the right side is the Han River that goes around the city, which can be described as the quiet and quiet beauty of being quiet in the middle of the noisy, and the most commendable thing is that the "Three Pools and the Moon" that is known as the first of the ten scenic spots in Jinzhou is not far from Beiye, which adds a good place for the night tour of Beiye.

Because of all of the above, although there are many other businesses outside Jinzhou City, the most famous is this park, Liu Jingwen is also proud of this, and spares no effort in renovation, which creates the beautiful scenery that Tang Cheng saw at this time.

I didn't want a little-known industry outside Jinzhou City to be more righteous than the famous Kang Yuan Garden in Yangzhou, Tang Cheng followed the old master Yan all the way, and in the sound of autumn flowers and birdsong, he couldn't help but feel a little yearning.

Compared with the garden industry in front of him, these rìzi have always made him very satisfied with the new house in Jinzhou suddenly pales in comparison, life is about quality, if you can also buy a garden, the later generations of travel to Jiangsu and Zhejiang famous gardens to see the ingenuity of one by one into it, in the perfect fusion of jīng beauty and the beauty of the landscape and pastoral beauty with the family in the meantime, what kind of pleasure should this be?

When the stomach is not full, the first thing that comes to mind is survival. But when the problem of survival is solved, life ensues, such as an elegant courtyard house! When this pursuit has been achieved, he will be like Tang Cheng now, and he will think about other industries with a better quality of life.

Life in the world always requires continuous efforts and hard work, hard work is a very abstract word, but the results of hard work are a real thing.

"I came here five years ago, compared to the rì, [] this garden is really more and more jīng", the old master Yan who walked slowly enjoyed the beautiful scenery of leaving the garden, and still did not forget to teach his lover earnestly, "It is said that the owner of this garden, Liu Jingwen, is very good, but it is a pity that his mind is not used on the right path, otherwise he would not have been postponed to this day and still has not made a name for himself.

Fame is fame, it is true that you should work hard to be a man, but you have money but you don't know how to enjoy it, such an attitude towards life is difficult for Tang Cheng to agree with as a traverser, but in getting along with Old Master Yan, there are too many conflicts of such concepts, and it is useless to distinguish them, no one wants to convince anyone, although Tang Cheng does not agree with the old master's statement in his heart, he has never argued with it.

"However, although Liu Jingwen is not attentive, but in the old letter from the state last month, he said that he has an aunt and cousin who is very good, and his talent is still higher than that of Liu Jingwen, and the most rare thing is that this son can be diligent and hardworking, and he refuses to live in the prosperous state city in order to be able to study with peace of mind", the old master Yan, who has been teaching all his life, has a deep occupational disease, and when he talks about such a diligent and studious backward, he always involuntarily caresses his jaw and beard to show a face full of joy.

Tang Cheng, who was admiring the garden view, didn't have the heart to ask Liu Jingwen's aunt and cousin who it was, so he just gave up!

Along the path paved with granite straight into the depths of the garden, after a while, the two arrived at the main venue of the cultural meeting - Chrysanthemum Terrace.

The chrysanthemum terrace is in the center of the garden, and there is a clear water and quiet lake introduced from the Han River, and the chrysanthemum terrace in the style of the mountain pavilion is built on the sandbar in the center of the lake, separated by the lake, and there are more than 1,000 chrysanthemums planted on the sandbar in the center of the lake and the waterfront of the lake.

It was late autumn, although the flowers were declining, but it was the blooming season of the thick chrysanthemum of "a hundred flowers killed after my flowers bloomed", more than 1,000 chrysanthemums of more than a dozen varieties inside and outside the lake opened together, and it was really beautiful under the competition for beauty.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Tang Cheng was reminded of the famous sentence of Huang Chao Yinju - the heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor.

When he was admiring the chrysanthemums, Old Master Yan had already greeted the old people who had come to participate in the cultural meeting first.

Old Master Yan has been in Jinzhou for many years, and he is serving in the state school, so there are a lot of old friends and even disciples, after this greeting, Tang Chengcheng no longer has the heart to enjoy chrysanthemums, he was constantly introduced to one by one scribes by Old Master Yan, and what followed was constant greetings.

It was through such introductions and greetings that after nearly two years of studying, Tang Cheng finally officially stepped into the literary circle of Jinzhou and entered the core circle of scholars in the state.

In the process of greetings, Tang Cheng listened to the topic that these scribes who came first were talking about a topic - Liu Jingwen, who came back from Yangzhou, invited back a jì family with an excellent singing voice, I heard that this jì family was born in the most famous Qinglou in Yangzhou, and last month became famous with a new poem whose origin is unknown, and now it can be said that it is the time of redness and purple.

This jì family wants to be famous, good-looking, and has a good voice, but what makes the scribes sigh is that this woman's figure is not plump enough, and it is the kind of fair girl that Ma Beijia likes in this state.

When the gossip came here, all the scribes smiled knowingly, needless to say, Liu Jingwen's purpose in arranging this literary meeting was to don't drive the horse, maybe he had something to ask to go to the door of the don't drive!

Tang Cheng only listened to this gossip from time to time, and now he really didn't have time to ask anything, as the start time of the Wenhui approached, more and more people arrived, and he didn't have time to greet Old Master Yan, and there was still time to participate in such gossip.

It was easy to follow Old Master Yan to finish a circle, and when Tang Cheng gasped and looked around, he unexpectedly found a very familiar figure, white-clothed Shengxue, which looked so eye-catching among the golden chrysanthemums everywhere!

This...... It's not Liu Suifeng, how could he be here? Now he should be in Yunxi County School.

"You know him!" Old Master Yan, who had just finished greeting a few old friends, came over, and those old friends were quite satisfied with Tang Cheng's demeanor and bearing, which made Old Master Yan very happy, and even his tone was much more relaxed, "This son is Liu Jingwen's cousin Liu Suifeng I just mentioned, and his mother is Liu Xiyi's third daughter."

Liu Xiyi, who is "similar every year, different every year", turned out to be Liu Suifeng's grandson! Tang Chengzhen, who heard the news, didn't know what to say. Could it be that Liu Suifeng's poems are hereditary?

Although it is not the same subject, but after all, the two of them have studied in Yunxi County, and when Tang Cheng was about to go over to say hello to Liu Suifeng, it happened that the time for the start of the Wenhui had arrived, and five or seven boys who were originally busy on the sandbar came to attract visitors with small boats.

In Liu Jingwen's other business, Liu Suifeng is also half a master, and at this time he is leading a few old celebrities to board the boat, and he really has no gossip skills, Tang Cheng didn't go up anymore when he saw this, and he got on the boat that stopped in front of him with Old Master Yan in his hand.

There are as many as thirty or forty scholars who come to participate in the Wenhui today, and the chrysanthemum platform in the sandbar can't sit down at all, that Liu Jingwen is also an ingenious person, Suo xìng does not set up tables and chairs, so he places a thick felt blanket in the chrysanthemum bushes on the sandbar on the side of the stage, so that the visitors can find their own place, the chrysanthemums on the side are blooming, the cold fragrance strikes people, and the guests sit on the ground at will among the flowers, although they are not in the bamboo forest, but Tang Cheng thought of the bamboo forest meeting of Ji Kang and others in the Six Dynasties.

After helping Old Master Yan to sit down on the thick felt carpet, Tang Cheng couldn't help but praise it, "Liu Jingwen has a good heart."

"This is not his handiwork", Old Master Yan nodded at Liu Suifeng on the other side of the sandbank, "The layout in this sandbar today is arranged by Liu Suifeng."

"It's him!" , Thinking about it, Tang Cheng doesn't feel strange anymore, Liu Suifeng is proud of himself, but the premise of his arrogance is that there is indeed something real in his chest.

Gossip is only three or two sentences, then listen to the chrysanthemum platform for a while like the sound of flowing pipa sound, just at this time, two boats on the small lake with circle ripples in two different directions floating water, listen to the introduction of the old master Yan, one of the boats on the fifty-year-old man in Chinese clothes is the guest of honor Ma Bei drove.

Since he arrived at the Jinzhou County Ya, Tang Cheng has been famous for Ma Beijia for a long time, but it was not until today that he saw a real person for the first time.

Although the nearly sixty-year-old Ma Beijia is a little blessed, but the fat is not bad, it is complementing the bearing that he has cultivated in a high position for a long time, this guy is old, but because the appearance is really not bad, more than 50 years of life experience has precipitated a unique taste in him, in short, although Tang Cheng has no good impression of Ma Beijia, but he also has to admit that this old man is good from appearance to bearing, which is very in line with the image of the literati of the Tang Dynasty in his imagination in later generations.

In fact, there is nothing strange about this, in addition to the imperial examination in the Tang Dynasty, the imperial examination in the Tang Dynasty also needs to go through the official examination before the official can be awarded, and the official examination has four contents: body, speech, book, and judgment, of which the first "body" examines the appearance and bearing of the examinee, and the official department considers that the officials represent the image of the imperial court after all.

There are many criteria for "body", in short: if you don't look good, you won't have the opportunity to be an official in the Tang Dynasty through the imperial examination. Because of such a standard, there is no ugly person in the Tang Dynasty, but those who were released to be officials through the road of the imperial examination are ugly, and Ma Beijia, who is the first of the Ming Dynasty, is naturally no exception.

When Tang Cheng was carefully looking at the horse, he heard a clear female voice on another boat singing gracefully with the accompaniment of the pipa on the chrysanthemum platform:

The orchid condenses the summer frost, and the shore chrysanthemum shines in the morning light. Lu Nong Xi smiled, and the wind was light and fragrant.

The fine leaves are light and green, and the round flowers are clustered and yellow. I still hold this year's sè, and I am old after the reunion.

"This is the chrysanthemum poem made by Emperor Taizong of this dynasty, but it is just the beginning of this literary meeting, well, Liu Suifeng is good", Yan Lao Fuzi is square, or even a little old-fashioned, although he was born in the Tang Dynasty with a very open atmosphere, but his old master has never been in the hook column for the rest of his life, and he will naturally not praise the skills of the singer at this moment. However, the other people who attended the meeting did not hesitate to praise the singing skills of the jì family.

Tang Cheng didn't care much about the admiration of Old Master Yan and the people around him, at this time, his eyes fell more on the singer who was stepping on the boat and going ashore, it was really strange! I don't know what it is today, how I keep meeting people who I can't meet.

"What's your name?".

"Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the River Island, My Fair Lady, Gentleman is a good Guan Guan!"

But it turned out that Liu Jingwen specially invited the singer from Hangzhou to talk about the horse, and she was the one who "made the flowers bloom in the backyard", and invited Tang Chengsuhua to write poems on the moonlit night of the 24th Bridge!

It seems that Liu Jingwen is really familiar with Ma Beijia's hobby, and the Guan Guan invited from Yangzhou thousands of miles away really made Ma Beijia very interested, and when he was still standing on the boat, his eyes have been patrolling on the curve of Guan Guan, at this time the two boats arrived at the same time, and the old horse took the initiative to reach out to help Guan Guan Shezhou land.

People are not old, and old cows still want to eat tender grass! Come and don't be rude, since the old man likes to use a blunt knife, now he has to think of a knife back, Tang Cheng, who has been depressed these days, thought of this, and when he thought of this, he deliberately straightened up.

The sandbar was not big, and Guan Guan was passing by the path in front of Tang Cheng, he was so deliberately straightening up, Guan Guan naturally noticed him.

At first glance, when he saw Tang Cheng, Guan Guan was a little incredulous, but his eyes burst with joy.

Seeing Guan Guan's gaffe, he thought about it between moves, Tang Cheng hurriedly made a silent posture, and then pressed his hands in the void, signaling her to calm down.

Guan Guan obviously understood what he meant, and he pursed his lips and smiled.

Ma Beijia's eyes fell more on Guan Guan's waist like a willow in the wind, and when he looked over, Tang Cheng's gesture had already been completed.

"What's wrong?" , Ma Beijia asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing, the autumn is crisp, today's weather is really good", Guan Guan's sincere smile again shocked Ma Beijia, "Mr. Liu is not lying, Jinzhou is really a good place", when he said this, Guan Guan, who walked in front of Tang Cheng, deliberately stopped slightly, and then took a wisp of incense and went straight to the chrysanthemum platform.

"As the chief official of Yizhou Zuoer, but he is so concerned about a singer, it is really unofficial, and it is really unofficial to drive the horse", Old Master Yan obviously couldn't get used to Lao Ma's behavior of being too attentive to Guan Guan, and when he heard the teacher's words, Tang Cheng naturally smiled and nodded yes.

With Yao Dongqi's beam in front, Tang Cheng knew that there was no hope of reconciliation with Yao Dongqi, even so, he didn't want to be wronged and forbearable anymore after suffering a lot of depression in front of him, and then again, it was useless for him to compromise and beg for everything.

That being the case, seeing that he might have the opportunity to make this guy uncomfortable, Tang Cheng naturally wouldn't let it go.

This is not purely for the sake of recklessness for the sake of temporary anger, Tang Cheng also has the intention to use this move to let those colleagues in the state government know that he is not the kind of soft persimmon that can be pinched at will, round if he wants to be round, and flat when he wants to be flat!

The world is hot and cold, and the phenomenon of holding red and stepping on black is particularly obvious in the yamen, Tang Cheng is now unlucky, and Sun Yuanjun, who promoted him, will not come back for a while, if he does not take the right opportunity to show his edge, maybe even a cat and a dog will dare to ride on his head in a few days.

After singing Emperor Taizong's imperial chrysanthemum poem, after Ma Beijia and Guan Guan sat down on the chrysanthemum platform, the literary meeting officially began, and someone invited Guan Guan to sing another song, and even named her to sing the new poem that made her famous in Yangzhou in the month.

Hearing this request, Guan Guan looked at Tang Cheng with a smile, and stood up without any hesitation to take the pipa from the woman who specialized in accompaniment.

The tooth plate was tapped, and with the flick of Guan Guan's ten fingers, a handsome pipa sound flowed out from the chrysanthemum platform.

Since the moonlit night on the twenty-four bridges, this new poem Guan Guan has sung many times in the time of the month, it is this new poem that perfectly integrates with the charm of Yangzhou that made Guan Guan, who was originally half red and not black in Yangzhou Qinglou, famous for a while, this poem gave her too much, Guan Guan naturally became more and more attentive to it, and now rì Tang Cheng is also there, which makes Guan Guan more and more attentive when singing.

In autumn, the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered, and the green mountains are hidden in the water. On the moonlit night of the twenty-four bridges, where does the jade teach.

The hand flicked the pipa to play a familiar accompaniment, singing familiar verses in the mouth, although in the chrysanthemum platform of the Golden State Garden, but what came to Guan Guan's mind was the endless ten miles of prosperous Yangzhou, the bright moon and bright night, the twenty-four bridges that bent the rainbow lying on the waves......

Especially when her eyes fell on Tang Cheng, Guan Guan only felt that what she thought in her mind and what she saw in front of her reached a seamless unity, her singing voice became more and more beautiful, and the poetry became more and more emotional, but her eyes were fixed on Tang Cheng and never left.

Poetry is a good poem, Guan Guan sings is indeed good, as a more authentic Tang Dynasty literati, Ma Beijia is naturally knowledgeable, at first he still smiled and listened attentively, but when he noticed that Guan Guan was looking at the handsome young man under the stage intently, and his eyes were still so emotional, Ma Beijia's face began to change.

The main reason for the change in Ma Bei's face is not Guan Guan, although he is very satisfied with Guan Guan, but as a don't drive, Guan Guan's song jì will not make him jealous, Ma Bei Jia really cares about face!

In today's Wenhui, he has the highest official position as the guest of honor, and Ma Beijia knew at the first glance that this was Liu Jingwen doing what he liked, and Ma Beijia also understood that these scribes attending the meeting could also see it, after all, it was an open secret in Jinzhou that he liked slender women.

According to common sense, Guan Guan's attention should be on him as the guest of honor, but now that there is an abnormal situation, it is clear that he is not driving. The subtext of this move is: As the guest of honor, Ma Bei is not even as good as the young man below in Guan Guan's eyes.

Lao Ma was already a top-level figure in Jinzhou, and he was used to being flattered, but now he was so despised by a jì family in front of many scribes, which made him ...... How can you be embarrassed, and where will your face go?

Finally, when the poems were reverted to the third stack, Ma Beijia raised his hand slightly and beckoned, and Liu Jingwen, the owner who was caught off guard by Guan Guan's actions, suddenly clung to his ears.

Ma Beijia whispered something in a low voice, Liu Jingwen nodded and went to the chrysanthemum platform to inquire about something.

After instructing Liu Jingwen, Lao Ma looked at Tang Cheng from the stage.

Tang Cheng showed a comfortable smile in the eyes of Ma Beijia, especially when the old horse suddenly changed after listening to Liu Jingwen's words, he also arched his hand to Ma Beijia, who was looking at him fixedly, Tang Cheng was really smiling brightly at this moment!

The depression that has been held back for several days has finally come out a little bit, don't worry, the literary meeting is still long, and the good show is still to come!

When Guan Guan finally finished singing the third stack, Liu Jingwen finally let out a sigh of relief, and after explaining a few words to Guan Guan, who turned around and sat down, he didn't wait for the scribes in the audience to comment on this poem and this song, so he loudly announced the start of the literary meeting.

God is pitiful, the current Liu Jingwen only hopes to cover up the embarrassment of Ma Beijia as soon as possible, and he can't take care of the conventions of the Wenhui or something, if he is not afraid that what he is doing now is too obvious, it will blow Ma Beijia's face even more, he really can't wait to kick the pass off the chrysanthemum platform.

Redeem the merits!

The meaning of the so-called literary meeting is that all the scribes who attended the meeting wrote the same poem, no matter how many people came today, everyone wrote a poem title, after the poems were completed, all the poems were gathered at the customs office, and she selected one of them to sing in public, and the one who was selected by it was today's poet, the poet can not only be famous and long-faced, but also be able to enjoy the beauty alone after the poetry will be dispersed, this method follows the Tang people's favorite chess pavilion painting wall method when fighting poetry.

In the chrysanthemum bush under the chrysanthemum stage, the title of the poem is naturally the chrysanthemum, the scribes attending the meeting or sit or stand to condense the poems, and more than a dozen waiting boys are holding pen and ink, waiting for someone to do a good job that will go forward to record.

"If you don't do this poem, no matter how well you write it, the singer must be composed by Ma Beijia", seeing that the lover leaped into the yù try, the old master Yan, who had participated in many literary meetings, persuaded him and asked: "Tang Cheng, do you know that singer?" ”。

"The last time the student went to Yangzhou, I participated in a banquet and saw her during the banquet", Tang Cheng replied at the same time, he had found a poem in his heart, and immediately beckoned the boy to come over to record.

There are not many people who take the initiative to give up like Old Master Yan, and after a while, everyone finished writing poems, and the boy sent all the poems to Guan Guan's hands, and at this time, all the eyes of the chrysanthemum platform were focused on her.

When she opened her mouth to sing poetry again, that is, when the poetry of the Rì Wenhui was officially determined.

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PS no charge:It took four o'clock last night to finish yesterday's update.,Yesterday's head has been dizzy like soaring clouds.,It's six o'clock after four classes in the afternoon.,After returning to the residence, I started to code words.,As a result, today's update of this chapter of 6,000 words took five and a half hours to complete.。

I'm a part-time writer.,There are a lot of classes this semester.,It's not that I'm not in a good state of writing books now.,It's really after nearly a month of high-speed updates "Old book friends should know my speed.,rì average of 6,000 is indeed high-speed for me",The body is too tired.,If you don't read this chapter updated today, if you don't read it very satisfied,Please be considerate and 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)