Jinling Poetry Club officially began, because Wang Shizhen is doing Ying Tianfu Yin, this poetry meeting is Wang Shixiao as the master, when he spoke, he pulled Jia Zixu together, and introduced with a smile: "This Jinling Poetry Club is the proprietor, but it is the host of Jia Zixu Jia Brother Hui, Jia Brother Xianxiang Henan Weihui Mansion, this year with calligraphy newly elected cabinet book, a word really Wei and Jin Dynasty romance, everyone here are full of learning, the future will be closer to close. ”

Jia Zixu hurriedly bowed his hand, and said in a stack of voices that Jinling Dragon Panhu is an outstanding person, and he came to ask for advice from all the talents.

Although he is modest, he has no choice but that the eyes of these sons and brothers in Jinling are all on the top of their heads, and the current price of the cabinet book is only 1,200 taels of silver, who cares? Jia did a lot of injustice for Wang Shidi a few times, but others didn't get it clean, so few people paid attention to him, and responded a few times with a few "long admirations" and "Then no one picked up."

Jia Zi's void spirit has not changed at all, and he still looks peaceful and diluted.

Suddenly, a loud voice exploded in the back of Qin Lin's head: "This bird poetry will not be in the rain in previous years, it is the Purple Mountain", why do you want to run to Yanziji this year? Do a few lines of sour poems and run so far, Wang Shiqi, you are a birdman, you will entertain my Changye! ”

Qin Lin looked back, only to see this person's black and swaying face, two stunned bull eyes, "sparse short stubble, wearing a dark green and large gold silk cotton robe, wearing a hero scarf on his head, and a red velvet on his forehead, sitting in the middle of a large group of Confucian talents, it is really nondescript.

Zhang Maoxiu recognized this person and told Qin Lin: "His name is Chang Yinxu, after Chang Yuchun, the king of Kaiping, his father Huaiyuan Marquis Chang Wenji is currently the assistant of the Governor's Mansion of the Chinese Army in Nanjing, and this Chang Xiaohou is a famous nerd in Nanjing. ”

In fact, Chang Yinxu is far more than a nerd in Zhang Maoxiu's mouth, he is the second most famous dumb overlord in Nanjing, "In the past two years, because of chasing a daughter of Gao Hanlin, I have come to the poetry club every year to join in the fun. Except for the unruly young lady of the Wei Mansion, no one in Nanjing can overshadow Chang Yinxu.

Sure enough, "Chang Yinxu made a fuss here, and Miss Gao on the female side's side was so ashamed that her face was red" made a group of young ladies laugh: Gao Hanlin is a Qing Gao scribe, how can he marry his daughter to this stupid overlord? Chang Yinxu's love for Miss Gao is well known, "Who dares to risk offending the dumb overlord to marry Miss Gao?" It was because the two sides were entangled for two or three years without any result, Chang Yinxu never married, and Miss Gao never married, which has long become a joke between Nanjing boudoirs.

Xu Xinyi saw Miss Gao's pitiful "Immediately burst with a sense of justice, Huo stood up and hugged him unevenly: "Sister Gao, I'll teach Chang Yinxu that neutron a lesson for you!" ”

The young ladies of the son Jin Du squeezed their eyebrows, "If you want to say who can control the dumb overlord in Nanjing", it is really Xu Xinyi, there is a good show to watch now.

As everyone knows, Miss Gao pulled the corner of Xu Xinyi's clothes, "her face was full of sorrow, and her thin melon seed face was full of tears."

Xu Xinyi was puzzled, so she was about to shout, and suddenly saw Zhang Zixuan shaking her hand at her, and somehow she sat down honestly, and she didn't disobey.

Zhang Zixuan pulled Miss Gao and spoke softly, "Covering her mouth and chuckling from time to time, and Miss Gao was first flushed with shame, and then nodded slowly" In the end, she actually replied with disgust and joy, "Alas...... If only I had the ability of Miss Zhang. Xu Xinyi was extremely envious of Zhang Zixuan.

Over there, Wang Shiqi knew that Chang Yinxu was a stupid melon, and he didn't care about his verbal offense, and explained: "In previous years, the poems were mostly in Yuuātai and Purple Mountain, although the scenery was beautiful, but this Yanziji was also a famous spot in our Jinling" A mountain goes straight into the heart of the river, and the Yangtze River flows eastward. Chang Yinxu opened his strange eyes, inexplicable: "If you compose a poem, you will compose a poem, why do you talk about Grandpa Hongwu again?" Hong Wuye landed from Quarry Rock to recover Nanjing, I'm afraid it will be two hundred years. Wang Shiqi said with a smile: "A few days ago, the demon bandits of the White Lotus Sect in Xiangxi and the barbarians of Jiuxi Cave rebelled, and the Jin Daoist was rampant for a while. Later, the imperial court mobilized a large army to quell the rebellion, and General Deng Zilong flew into the suppression.

Such a great martial arts, is really my Taizu Emperor Gao Emperor Eagle Yang Fenwu North chase the Yuan Yu Lie Estimation, we are the people of the Ming Dynasty, it is time to go to this Taizu Emperor to retrace the past and think about the present, and congratulate the Ming Dynasty forever! ”,

Wang Shiqi is worthy of being the son of Yin Wang Shizhen of Yingtianfu, and his words are high-sounding, and all the sons and ladies have raised their glasses, wishing the Ming Dynasty a prosperous and prosperous country, and the White Lotus traitors jumping clowns and disintegrating as soon as possible.

"Before dividing the rhyme and composing poems, let's find a famous poet to come to a poem first as usual, and send poems for everyone" Wang Shiqi's eyes stopped in the crowd for a while, and finally fell on Liu Huanzhi: "Brother Liu is the first talent in Jingxiang, and this official and military victory is also in Jingxiang" Brother Liu will chant a song! ”

Liu Huanzhi was embarrassed just now, "Wang Shiqi is looking for an opportunity to let him show off, so that he can save face."

Sure enough, Liu Huanzhi was full of spirits, looking at the autumn scenery of the Yangtze River rolling east under the swallow rock, the fish leaping into the heart of the river, and the white flying, and chanted without thinking: ...... Make plans to stay in autumn and autumn, and go back to Linchuan after the mountain line. yù take advantage of the secluded pleasure to find a secluded place, and resist the cold and the right to be free. The spirit rod is dragged with the layman, and the brocade sail is high to reveal the filial piety boat. Lan Waves Swimming Fish "Sand Cold Depression Bathing Duck Sleeping ............"

This person's humanities are excellent" and everyone applauded in unison, Wang Shixiao stroked his palms and laughed: "Good" is a good sentence, yù take advantage of the secluded and secluded place, and a total of cold and suitable "It is really the style of a talented man in my country!" Which sage should also have a song? ”

Although everyone has poetry talent, they can't speak casually like Liu Huanzhi, and they don't dare to show off if they don't have that ability" No one answered for a while.

Liu Huanzhi suddenly sneered, turned his head and asked Qin Lin: "Brother Qin just said that poetry is a small way" Then presumably Brother Qin must be a generous family, so I asked Brother Qin to come too, how about it? ”

Everyone's eyes were focused on Qin Lin, Zhang Zixuan "secretly promised" to him, and the two sons of the Prime Minister's Mansion also sat beside him, wondering if he was a talented master?

"I don't know how to poetry," Qin Lin replied honestly.

The more he said this, the more people didn't believe it, but he was humble.

Liu Huanzhi's eyes narrowed, and he sneered.

Wang Shiqi hurriedly played a round, he heard Zhang Zixuan say that Qin Lin and Zhang Juzheng have the same political views, thinking that this person is not just a hundred households in brocade clothes, since the national economy and politics are understood, even if the poetry trail is a little worse, it will not be too outrageous, so he said: "Brother Qin doesn't have to talk about any false etiquette, but just make a random poem with the scenery around Yanziji, our poetry club is to be free and uninhibited." ”

Qin Lin looked around, there was a pagoda by the river not far away, "It's hard to be gracious, I'll take the pagoda as the topic." ”

Coughing lightly twice, Qin Lin groaned: "A pagoda comes out of the ground. ”

Everyone's eyes lit up, "Although this sentence is not very elegant", it has a great momentum, and it is the tone of the martial artist, "but it also secretly responds to the main topic of celebrating the prosperity of Wuyun."

Qin Lin took a breath and said, "It's small at the top and thick at the bottom." ”

What does this mean? Everyone looked at each other, but the whole poem was mediocre in the front, and there were also sudden troops in the back, so they waited for his last two sentences.

Qin Lin waved his sleeves and said in one go: "One day it will be upside down, small at the bottom and thick at the top." ”

Everyone was stunned, the poem wasn't too good, but so fucking fucking! I didn't even have the strength to laugh, so I could only open my mouth and stutter.

Qin Lin sat down, and he remembered a few famous sentences of later generations, but he deliberately chanted a limerick poem "Just because he doesn't like the so-called geniuses of the late Ming Dynasty very much" Poetry and songs, singing, music, and painting are proficient, but it is useless to govern local marches and fights.

The Ming Dynasty is now supported by Zhang Juzheng and Qi Jiguang, but the southwestern Tusi are stupid and stupid, "The ambitions of the warriors of the three islands in the east are also gradually fermenting, Portugal and Spain have extended their hands to the Far East, the Nanyang tributary system established by Zheng He when he went to the West is on the verge of collapse, and the old slave chieftain who has plagued the Ming Dynasty for decades in the future of the Jurchen in Jianzhou has also turned twenty years old......

What's even more terrifying is that the tax policy of the imperial court has led to "the rich in the southeast and the poor in the northwest", the Jin merchants and Huaiyang salt merchants are rich and rival the country, and the villages in the Shanxi area are tired "Once a natural disaster breaks out, the imperial court is weak to provide relief, and it will be a situation of displaced people and chaos in the world!"

The big tomorrow is at the critical juncture of the chaos from the rule to the chaos, and the so-called talents are still ignorant, and they are intoxicated with the old dream of the country's clothes, "ignoring internal and external troubles...... Qin Lin respects Zhang Juzheng and Qi Jiguang, who are truly heroes for the country and the people, not the group of people who can only write poems and write eight-strand articles at the Jinling Poetry Conference, but they are still pretentious. ,

Laugh, you can laugh hard" If the poems and eight-strand articles can resist the iron cavalry of Jiannu, the swords of the Fusang ronin and the guns of Western soldiers, you can laugh to your heart's content! If the wind and snow can dissolve the grievances of the world, so that the people will no longer be wronged, "All the crimes are revealed, you can laugh to your heart's content!" If "Taoism" can fill the stomachs of the homeless people and "let the people live and work in peace and contentment again", you can also laugh to your heart's contentment!

Qin Lin sat down with a cold face, ready to meet the laughter of the so-called genius, anyway, he didn't care, as an officer in brocade, he didn't have to be famous for poetry, could it be that the poem was not done well, and the boss could still open the grass for me, a hundred households in brocade clothes? Joke!

No one laughed, the talents were already laughing, and suddenly Chang Yinxu slapped his palm and praised: "Okay, good poetry!" It's so much better than the bullshit bird poem just now! ”

"Good poetry! Wonderful poetry! The two brothers, Zhang Jingxiu and Zhang Maoxiu, stretched out their thumbs together.

Xu Xinyi, the female dependent, also gave a thumbs up: "It's amazing!" "Wonderful" Zhang Zixuan's white palm patted lightly, "Listening to Brother Qin's poem, the little sister only felt like waking up and being empowered, and suddenly enlightened. ”

The eyes of all the talented people fell to the ground with a bang, and such blatant favoritism is unbearable!

The most excessive is Chang Yinxu, who actually said that Qin Lin's poem is much better than Liu Huanzhi's, and poor Liu Dacai almost spurted out a mouthful of blood!