With the name of Kong Ming Lantern Newspaper, the whole Liulinfang is the stage, more than 1,000 musicians are the accompaniment, and thousands of jì families are the singers, depending on the whole Daocheng as the viewing field.

The next day, almost the entire Dao City was discussing this matter, the streets and alleys, the wine shops and tea shops, and even Yu Dongjun called Tang Cheng to inquire about some details of this matter in his busy schedule.

And the direct consequence of the release of this special new poem is that Tang Cheng's reputation that was originally only circulated among the Shilin was known all over the city overnight, and people speculated about who Tang Cheng was, what his age was, what his family business was, and whether he was married or not...... This scene is similar to Chen Ziang, who was in Chang'an when he was "a daughter", and the originally unknown person suddenly became a hotly discussed celebrity, and this change really made Tang Cheng a little unaccustomed.

Daya Zhizheng Garden is becoming more and more popular, and even the flow of people with Liulinfang has skyrocketed a lot for a while, that is, on the night of the release of the new poem, Tang Chengdang rì and Yue Chaoqun's agreement officially began to be implemented, and the poems of the young scholars screened out some time ago, although the quality is not enough to be released in Daya Zhizhengyuan, but many of them are still used in Liulinfang.

A few times ago, many young scholars gave up the idea of this matter after the poems were not adopted, so when they suddenly received the polishing pen, they were a little unable to react for a while. Moisten the pen! In the impression of most young scholars, this thing seems to be the patent of the previous poets, and they themselves often write poems, and some people are willing to read it, and give money?

After being stunned, these people immediately began to inquire about the matter, and then went to Liulinfang in person, and found their poems on the track list with trembling fingers.

In the past, the poems I wrote were not happy to ask others to look at them, but now they have been sung publicly in Liulinfang, and these selected poems still have a pen to get, and less money is not a problem, what makes these young scholars most excited is this sense of recognition of their talents. For young people, this kind of psychological satisfaction of being recognized cannot be exchanged for any amount of money.

When the excited scholars walked out of the Qinglou, they were full of gratitude for the selection and recommendation of their poems to the Daya Zhizheng Garden in Liulinfang, which was mixed with the sense of bosom friend and Bole together, coupled with the powerful power of Daya Zhizheng Garden in the dissemination of new poems, which made the Daya Zhizheng Garden, which was still somewhat marginalized, become an influential town in the Daocheng poetry circle in a short period of time.

As a result, a new round of hot cháo throwing poems to Daya to Zhengyuan suddenly broke out.

"No! Haoran, these can't go down", Tang Cheng raised his head from the mountain-like pile of poems in front of him, and after washing the pen in his hand with a "snap", he let out a long breath and said: "There are so many poems, just you and I can review them, even if you are tired to death, you can't finish reading them, this can't be too much?" ”。

"It's really tired", hearing this, Meng Haoran, who also raised his head from a pile of poems buried deeply, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and said while moving his wrist: "However, although this matter is tiring, its significance is profound, and it is worth it even if you are tired."

"You can do it, I can't do it, I can't live a day like this", looking at the poems piled up like a hill on the desk in front of him, Tang Cheng really felt a little cocooned and self-bound, mother, when he opened Daya Zhizheng Garden, he didn't expect this situation to happen.

Hearing this, Meng Haoran smiled, and then reached out to find something in the pile of poems, and after a while, he saw him turn out a piece of bamboo paper, clear his throat and read aloud: "My teacher Tang ......."

"That's it, that's it", when Tang Cheng heard this, he immediately shook his head and waved his hand: "Don't be cold, don't forget, there are many people who call you Master Meng."

Meng Haoran was stunned for a moment, and then he understood that the "Hanqi" in Tang Cheng's mouth was a joke, "Brother Tang, this is not a joke, since the opening of Daya Zhizheng Garden, all the poems from your hands are all wonderful. Especially after that night, nothing else, who among the people in the city can't chant a sentence of 'this situation can be recalled, but it was already lost at that time'? As for Liulinfang, needless to say, as soon as the lights come on, the first thing that floats out of each building is your poem. Not to mention this way, it is to put it in the whole world, and it is very rare to be as famous as Brother Tang, and I have heard more than one person recommend Brother Tang, your poetry is the first in the Dao City in the past hundred years since the founding of the country."

"Ashamed, ashamed!" , Tang Cheng's two ashamed words were really sincere, without the slightest hint of hypocrisy.

"Talent, what's there to be ashamed of?" At this point, Meng Haoran patted the poems piled up in front of him, and said with a solemn face: "However, the more Shilin praises, the more Brother Tang has to do a good job in front of him, behind each of these poems is a piece of hard work, since they can put poems in our place, it is a trust to us, and we must not be neglected."

"Haoran, you misunderstood what I meant", looking at Meng Haoran with a straight face, Tang Cheng shook his head with a smile, "Anything else may not be easy to say, but in terms of doing things seriously, I still have a little self-pride, when you and I intersect, it is not short, Haoran should also know that I am."

Seeing Meng Haoran nodding, Tang Cheng continued: "It's not that I want to be perfunctory with these poems, I mean that there are too many people who submit poems now, and the amount is too large, just by you and me to judge and not say that we can't be busy, it is that the speed of this review is too slow, resulting in the people who submit poems for a long time not getting results, and it will inevitably affect their enthusiasm when it grows."

"Well", this is the truth, speaking of this, Meng Haoran also frowned tightly, and said after a while: "That Brother Tang means to increase the number of people."

"Yes!" , Tang Cheng stood up and said: "Now this piece can be regarded as a good and stable income, we can invite some more people to come over to participate in this matter", walked to Meng Haoran's public case, Tang Cheng stretched out his finger and knocked unconsciously, and said with a smile on his face: "Haoran, it is appropriate for me to look at those old friends who asked them for poems a few years ago, and this errand must be in line with their hearts."

"It turns out that you are beating their idea", Meng Haoran smiled when he heard this: "But among my literary friends, I know that there are only two or three people who can take on this position at most, I'm afraid it's not enough, right?" ”

"Two or three? Enough", Tang Cheng high-fived heavily, "There are these two or three people, and it will be enough to invite some people in Dao City."

"Daocheng?".

"Yes", after nodding, Tang Cheng turned around, "Haoran, I plan to invite Dao Xuezheng and the Superintendent to participate in this matter, in addition, the old man in the Dao City Poetry Circle also invited him to three or two people."

"Invite them?" After hearing about Tang Cheng's plan, Meng Haoran didn't speak for a long time, and after a long time, he lowered his head before he sighed softly: "Brother Tang, do you still remember when he was a rì He Yuan Wenhui?" I'm afraid, I'm afraid, with the addition of these people, it will be difficult for Daya Zhizhengyuan to do such a meritocracy now, and a piece of pure land in the Shannan Dongdao Forest will be ......", before he finished speaking, Meng Haoran's voice became lower and lower, and gradually became unheard.

"I will never forget the matter of He Yuan", Tang Cheng of course understood Meng Haoran's thoughts, and after seeing this, he deliberately got up and walked to him, deliberately reached out and patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Haoran, you are too worried, Xuezheng and the superintendent are busy with business, so they may not have much time to spend here." As far as they are concerned, the position that Daya Zhizhengyuan hired is like the honor of the imperial court, and it is more of an honorable title, and they may not be able to do it here? In addition, Xuezheng and the superintendent are both officials of the imperial court, and they may be transferred to another use at any time."

"Although these two adults are respected, Haoran, you don't have to worry about being controlled by them for the matter of reviewing poetry", patting Meng Haoran's shoulder with his hand, Tang Chengkan said sarcastically: "Let go of these two adults, as for the three or two elders in the poetry world, don't worry." The garden belongs to us, and what Liulinfang bought is also the account of Daya Zhizheng Garden. As long as the channel for the release of this new poem is firmly in our hands, what other storms can they stir up? Let's just talk about the poetry review, you and I, plus the literary friends you invited, compared with these three or two elders, how can we have an advantage in numbers, and we may not be able to be controlled by them? ”。

As Tang Cheng explained confidently, Meng Haoran gradually raised his head.

"It's that when they come in, they bring some trouble, but they don't matter compared to the benefits."

"Earnings?" , Meng Haoran's face changed between deep groans and said: "Brother Tang, if you are like this for my Taoist quota, then ......."

"With the name of Brother Haoran's poem in Daocheng, why do you need to spend all these weeks for a Taoist place? If it's just for this, please hire the school and the superintendent, so why do you need those poetry elders? Meng Haoran's sensitivity made Tang Cheng a little speechless, these great poets of the Tang Dynasty were talented in poetry creation, but in the work of rì life, their minds were really insufficient, or they were not willing to spend their minds on it at all, and Meng Haoran was the same, "Haoran, think about it, although Daya Zhizhengyuan is now famous, but after all, it is an alien from the grass, although the alien can be prosperous for a while, but the foundation is unstable after all, and when it encounters wind and waves, It may not be like a flash in the night, and it will be fleeting as soon as it blooms."

In front of him, Daya Zhizheng Garden was so prosperous, Meng Haoran really couldn't imagine the picture Tang Cheng said, "This ...... How so? ”。

"Why not?" , Facing Meng Haoran's gaze, Tang Cheng also solemnized his face and said: "Daya Zhizheng Garden can have the prosperity of today, because it has made a lot of power to adults through observation when it opened. If the observation of this way makes the adults change hands, if the scholars have other thoughts, if the elders in the poetry circle who were robbed of the limelight by our garden at that time will jointly write a book...... Haoran, think about it, this is really impossible? ”。

"It's ......".

"Since I have spent so much thought, I want to let Daya Zhizhengyuan live and prosper", with thoughts, Tang Cheng's fingers unconsciously struck a rhythmic deep sound on Meng Haoran's bookcase, "If you want to survive for a long time and steadily, then you can't be different, since you don't want to be different, then you must move closer to the mainstream, or simply become a part of the mainstream." When the Taoist Xuezheng and the superintendent, and the elders of the poetry circle also participated in the poetry review of Daya Zhizheng Garden, who in the Dao City literary circle still has the qualifications to deny the authority of the new poems released in this garden at will, and who can say that our Daya Zhizheng Garden is born in the wild road? ”。

At this point, Tang Cheng patted Meng Haoran on the shoulder again, "In the long run, this is a more beneficial thing for Daocheng Shilin. Haoran, after all, the world is still like the legacy of the ancestor Confucius Sheng: 'When the water is clear, there are no fish, and when people are observed, there are no disciples', and many times for the sake of a more long-term goal, it is necessary to bring in some muddy water knowing that it is necessary to 'drum up mud and raise waves', and it has to be done."

Hearing Tang Cheng say this, Meng Haoran was silent again, this time the silence was long, long.

When Tang Cheng was about to let him think about it and turn around and leave the room, when he walked to the door, he suddenly heard Meng Haoran's voice coming.

This is a sigh with deep doubts, "The water of the waves is clear, you can wet me; The water of the waves is turbid, and it can wet my feet. Brother Tang, is it really so difficult to be a person like Dr. Qu? ”。

"Unless Haoran doesn't do anything and retreats to the mountains and forests for the rest of his life, ...... It's very difficult", Tang Cheng didn't turn around, and after saying this, he didn't leave, but suddenly turned his head and said: "When I listen to those classmates talk about the way of life and behavior in Taoism, I often say, 'I'd rather take it straight than seek it in the bend', although this sound is righteous and awe-inspiring, but it is really ...... to practice."

Tang Cheng, who was still carrying his back, shook his head silently, "I know that it is not advisable to go straight, why can't I ask for it?" Haoran, is the means important and the process important? Or do your ideals matter? What is the result of helping the common people? If you think about this, you will have the right answer to your question."

After saying this, Tang Cheng didn't stay any longer, and walked out of the door. Like Tao Yuanming in the Six Dynasties, Meng Haoran's life was also full of contradictions between the official and the hidden, and this contradiction also constituted the tragedy of their lives when he achieved his poetry creation.

Now that he has become friends with Meng Haoran, Tang Cheng can no longer sit back and watch him repeat that contradictory life, if they want to change their lives, the most important thing is to change their mentality first, or to change their worldview and values as the saying goes.

However, Tang Cheng knew that he had neither the right nor the power to forcibly instill anything to Meng Haoran, as a friend, all he could do was put forward his own opinions, hoping to play some role in this subtle way, as for how Meng Haoran would choose in the end, he was in charge of his life!

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The matter of appointing Daoxue Xuezheng and the superintendent was far smoother than Tang Cheng imagined, and with the influence of Daya Zhizheng Yuan in the literary world of Daocheng at this time, the influence of its judge poet was beyond doubt. I don't know if these two adults took a fancy to this, or because of Tang Cheng's generous dowry fee, or they just wanted to reward the backward through this poetry review, or because Tang Cheng was deeply observed and appreciated by the adults, so the two adults sold his face.

No matter what these two adults thought in their hearts, in short, they finally agreed to Tang Cheng's courtesy, of course, this also has a lot to do with the fact that Daya Zhizheng Garden has never set foot in the leather and meat business since its opening, and it is this fact that dispelled the last concerns of the two adults.

After getting the school and the superintendent, it will be easier to hire the elders in the poetry world. Tang Cheng naturally did not invite the so-called He Zhongda, the backbone of the current poetry world, and others, these people he invited all had one thing in common - the elders were high! In front of their old state of Long Zhong, even He Zhongda, who claimed to be old, also had to respectfully serve as a disciple.

On this night, the halls and courtyards in front of Daya Zhizheng Garden were open as usual, and the gardens behind were open for one night.

"I have long heard that the beauty of the garden of Daya Zhizheng Garden is the best mountain [zero point reading] south, even the observation makes the adults very applauded, and now rì sees it really worthy of the name", along the granite path through the garden, the slightly chubby and elegant Lord Xuezheng looked left and right, while smiling and applauding.

Tang Cheng, who was accompanying him, was holding an old man in the poetry arena in his hand, this old poet Xu had white hair and was leaking when he spoke, but the expression on his face at this time was very happy, and the two elders next to him who were hugged by Meng Haoran and the superintendent were also the same. For them, who have been lonely for a long time, the experience of these few days is really like a dream. Since the news spread that Da Ya Zhizheng had hired them to be the judges of the poets with Xuezheng and the superintendent, these three old men who had been cold in front of the door suddenly became fragrant and sweet, and the people who visited and invited them were endless, and this excitement was still more popular than when the three of them were in charge of the poetry scene before.

From this, it is not difficult to understand the good mood of these three old poets at this time.

Wine is good wine, song is good song, even the pipa and soft dance accompanied by music are all jīng, in such an environmental atmosphere, this banquet is really between the guests and the host, the wine is half drunk, Tang Cheng, who is a disciple, naturally said that Meng Haoran's Taoism quota.

The songs and poems for tonight's banquet were specially arranged by Tang Cheng, and they were all Meng poems sung from beginning to end, listening to such poems, and then with Meng Haoran's strong reputation in Daocheng at this time, coupled with this melting and discharging atmosphere, when Meng Haoran sent Tang Cheng to Taoism for the first time, he still felt that it was difficult to climb to the sky, and the Taoist quota was taken down without much effort.

After the right foreshadowing, and then in the right time, in the right environment, with the right people to discuss the right things, what was originally extremely difficult will naturally come to fruition.

After talking about Meng Haoran, the slightly drunk Master Xuezheng looked at Tang Cheng, who was very respectful to his disciples, and said with a smile: "Tang Cheng, you are really a little condescending to read the Ming Scriptures, and today you will be in charge of this Xuezheng, change the Ming Scriptures to the Jinshi Branch, and directly participate in the imperial examination of the Ministry of Rites this year."

"My lord, this ......".

"There is no need to say more, Duanji, this matter will be handed over to you", Duanji is the word of the superintendent, after Lord Xuezheng turned his head and gave him an order, he waved his hand to Tang Cheng, signaling that he didn't have to say much, and sighed: "Compared with the Jiangnan and Jiangbei provinces, this road is located in the mountains, and the literary luck is not prosperous, since the arrival of this official for nearly three years, the miscellaneous subjects are still slightly better, but this Shilin Huaxuan's Jinshi Branch has never won a person, and it is really embarrassing in front of colleagues and officials of the Ministry of Rites!" Tang Cheng, Er's poetic talent, even praised for observation, and now the official has high hopes for you."

"Thank you for your appreciation", Tang Cheng thanked Xuezheng for a deep gift, and said: "It's just that Jinshi is selected for Shilinhua, and it is too difficult to take the exam, that is, students can do a few poems, calculate this time, but it is too late to go to the capital to travel to the scroll, and if there is no scroll ......", at this point, Tang Cheng sighed deeply.

"You can sort out a copy of the poems", hearing this, Lord Xuezheng, who glanced at Tang Cheng deeply, smiled slightly, "Now the most famous poet in Dijing is the four scholars of Wuzhong, just a few years ago, the official received a letter from Zhang Bogao, and he has not replied." I'll tell you about it."

Zhang Bogao is Zhang Xu's character, this person is not only a famous cursive saint, but also a member of the four Wuzhong scholars known as He Zhizhang, Zhang Ruoxu, and Bao Rong. At the turn of the early Tang Dynasty, when Li Bai, Du Fu, Wang Wei, Wang Changling and others had not yet ascended the poetry arena, Wu Zhong Sishi could be said to be the most famous poetry overlord in Fang today.

As soon as Master Xuezheng finished speaking, the poet Xu Su, who Tang Chengshi had been holding, had already continued in a leaky voice: "When the old man roamed Wuyue in the past, he met Zhang Chunjiang, a young man who came here, at the Lanting Ruins of Huiji Mountain, and then he swam with his arm for half a month, so he made a friend of the year, and although he left Wuzhong and went to the imperial capital, the correspondence has never been interrupted. Tang Cheng, give a copy of your sorted out poems. ”

Zhang Chunjiang in the mouth of this old man is Zhang Ruoxu, another person among the four scholars in Wuzhong, because his "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" is too famous, because everyone at the time called "Spring River" but not named, for Tang Cheng, this is another unexpected surprise.

People say that the old and the young, the older the younger, the smaller they are, and the other two old men see this, and they are angry, and you talk about their friendship with me. In the Tang Dynasty, scholars had the custom of roaming and making friends extensively, these old people were very old, and they traveled extensively, although the people they deliberately mentioned were not as prominent as the four scholars of Wuzhong in the poetry circle, but most of them were famous in the poetry circle of the imperial capital, and the power of these people may be limited, but it is more than enough to help make a name for themselves.

Listening to the words of the two elders, a smile quietly appeared on the corner of Tang Cheng's mouth.

This is the spokenness effect!

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