Chapter 44: Fixing the Storm (II)

Li Lanting's surprise came from what Zhang Xun said to him before, he once said that Ye Huangchao met a brilliant scholar in Huxin Pavilion, and he couldn't help but clap his hands and applaud, "Bamboo canes and shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid?" A cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Ping's life. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info "also said that in the future, when you meet him, you must promote him, and if you are willing to enter the court as an official, you will pave a way for him.

He wants to stand up and rectify the court for the son of heaven of the Jin family, even if the ending is like the death of the first five national pillars in the main hall.

He will also be the sixth pillar of the great power who will die directly.

Before leaving, Zhang Xun relayed a few words to him, word for word.

"Open the way for the world's scholars, I hope everyone can help the country through the world, I hope everyone can build a temple and be worthy of the sages, I hope that the backbone of the scholars can be upright and not bent, and Ye Huangchao will die without resentment."

Ye Huangchao is like a benevolent prince to Li Lanting, if it weren't for him as a privy envoy back then, he would argue with reason in front of the first emperor, I am afraid that Li Lanting would have fallen to the ground and ended up in a different place. Therefore, when he heard these words from Chen Zhongqing's mouth, his expression was shocked.

Could it be that the young descendant who Ye Huangchao never forgot that day was Chen Zhongqing in front of him?

Li Lanting sighed a little, the nephew standing in front of him, how many secrets do he have to let go of the unknown?

Wei Nanlu beside him just thought that this sentence was wonderful, but he didn't expect that for Li Lanting, there was a deeper meaning. That was Ye Huangchao's last advice, and it was also to build a flag for the young descendants in this temple.

That is the backbone of the reader, the heroic righteousness born after the poor family.

Li Lanting brought a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and wanted him to write these poems on white rice paper. Chen Zhongqing was not polite, took the wolf's hair, and began to sketch and depict it word by word on rice paper.

Wei Nanlu stood beside him, followed Chen Zhongqing's pen, and read it out in a low voice.

"Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not chant and walk slowly. Bamboo cane shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Ping's life. ”

As soon as Shang Rong came out, a broad and heroic emotion emerged spontaneously from the white rice paper, just like a picture of returning from the cold and rain.

Yan Yu Ren Pingsheng.

Wei Nanlu remembered that he had studied hard for more than ten years, and now he had climbed to the position of the prefect of Hangzhou.

Wei Nanlu couldn't wait to stare at the pen and look down.

"The steep spring breeze blows the wine and wakes up, slightly cold, and the mountain is obliquely shining but welcomes. Looking back at the bleak place, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine. ”

As soon as the next rung came out, the spirit was heroic. Even Wei Nanlu, who thinks he is brilliant, can only admit everyone's handwriting in front of this sentence, which is neither wind nor rain nor sunshine.

He raised his head and looked at this young man who was only in his early twenties, what kind of life had he experienced to write such a broad artistic conception.

As soon as the poems and songs were completed, Li Lanting couldn't wait to pick up the rice paper, read it silently, and finally turned around and said with a sigh, "Did the nephew meet a fortune teller in the Huxin Pavilion?" ”

Chen Zhongqing was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Li Lanting knew about this, so he nodded and said, "I did meet such an old gentleman, and I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, what's wrong?" Uncle Lanting? ”

Li Lanting patted him on the shoulder seriously, some things can't be said clearly in front of outsiders, not to mention that officialdom is complicated, even if Wei Nanlu is his protΓ©gΓ©, even Li Lanting, who is as clear as a mirror, can't see through the sinister of people's hearts, and can only give Chen Zhongqing a look in the end.

He nodded, and quickly understood what Li Lanting meant, knowing that his uncle didn't want to say something in front of outsiders. Immediately, he realized that he was not suitable to stay here, and got up to say goodbye to Li Lanting and Wei Nanlu.

Wei Nanlu also got up and said a few polite words, and glanced at Li Lanting, the nephew. Young and talented offspring are rare, and it just so happens that the prefect of Hangzhou also lacks well-known offspring to sit in the battle, why not push the boat down the river to do personal favors, both sides are happy situation.

After Chen Zhongqing left, Wei Nanlu said the words that Fang had not spoken.

"Lord Li Lanting, your nephew...... The literary style is extraordinary, but this casual "Fixing the Storm", I am afraid that the literati and scholars in Hangzhou should not be indifferent, first an unknown Sanding Jia, and now there is a Chen Zhongqing, which is to suppress them so that they can't raise their heads. ”

Staring at Chen Zhongqing's distant back, Wei Nanlu couldn't help but love talent, no longer polite, but really wanted this scholar, turned his head to Li Lanting behind him and petitioned, "If you don't mind, my nephew can go to Hangzhou Mansion to serve, there happens to be a staff position in the mansion, and I will never treat him badly." ”

Li Lanting turned his head and shook his head again.

Of course, Wei Nanlu didn't want to give up, he gritted his teeth, increased his chips, and continued, "It's okay to recommend, you can hang a position in the mansion, and I can operate up and down." ”

Staff, temporary post?

Li Lanting looked indifferent, as if he was watching a joke, giving away these insignificant little favors, you are also worthy? I don't want to think about them, will the Chen family look at it? If you follow the current situation of his friend Chen Anzhi in the court, one is Shangshu Zuo Servant Shot, plus the Household Department Zuo Cao Shilang, except for Prime Minister Fan Xiwen and the powerful Sable Temple can be suppressed, no one else is in their eyes at all.

silently put away the "Fixing the Storm" on the table, but what he was thinking about was other things, and Wei Nanlu was embarrassed to hang it again. The prefect felt that he was being slighted, and couldn't help coughing lightly, reminding Li Lanting that he was still here.

"Lord Lanting, staff and temporary positions are already a rare opportunity for an ordinary scholar. If he is unwilling to take the imperial examination, this is also an opportunity to enter the official career. ”

After a pause, Li Lanting became a little impatient, and he finally spoke slowly, "Lord Nanlu, before you go to the sea, do you know who your nephew is in the next life?" ”

Wei Nanlu paused for a while, only to find that it was all wishful thinking until now, and he hadn't thought about the identity of the other party at all. Then he asked hesitantly, "Isn't he your nephew?" ”

Immediately, Wei Nanlu seemed to think of something, patted his thigh, and said in surprise, "Someone has said that the first person in the word review meeting is ...... Could it be that Lord Lanting's nephew Chen Zhongqing is the great talent who has a three-ding armor? ”

Li Lanting felt a little ridiculous, the word review meeting was just an after-show for Hangzhou literati, and the real talents of the world did not need to deliberately make a name for themselves in this way.

Just as others were forced to dare not write at the word review meeting, it was difficult for the readers in Hangzhou to support his talents.

The gentleman's weapon is hidden in his body, waiting to move when the time comes.

"You may not believe it, the three tripods of the word review meeting are just the icing on the cake, Zhong Qing's nephew is just graffiti, and he doesn't care about seriously comparing with the literati and scholars in Hangzhou. He will be a pillar of the world in the future. Because you don't know which important minister of the court has taken a fancy to his talent......"

Li Lanting narrowed his eyes, leaned in front of Wei Nanlu, and whispered, "Your little favor is just a drop in the ocean in the eyes of some people and the family behind him......