Ten mile pavilion, azure water

From a distance, the outside of the Ten Mile Pavilion is picturesque.

The green mountains are like daisies, and the clouds and mist surround them, but I don't know how many things are buried in this picturesque country.

or the joys and sorrows of singing and crying, or the rise and fall of dynasties, or the ...... What kind of demons and monsters, who knows.

In short, in such a season, the scenery of Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Yuhang will always make people linger, especially for those who are extremely bored and bored, they always hope to place their affection on the mountains and rivers, and even what masterpieces are masterpiece, although they always scoff at this, but they have to admit that in such an environment, for really capable poets, it is indeed easier to trigger inspiration, and there will always be one or two eye-catching poems every year.

It's a pity......

Shaking his head, Zhuge Wolong put away the brush in his hand, and looked at the Shili Lake shrouded in a faint mist, ethereal like a fairyland on earth, in this area of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, those self-proclaimed extraordinary literati want to step into the official career with these things, basically, it is impossible, because the owner here, his surname is Zhuo.

"Poets? I also appreciate it, but letting a group of artists engage in politics is basically the same as Zhang Fei's embroidery, which is not beneficial to the people, and it may not be a good thing for oneself. ”

Thinking of Zhuo Ao saying such words in a casual tone a few days ago, Zhuge Wolong knew that those talented people who were keen on this way had taken the wrong path from the beginning.

Artist, that's really apt.

Shaking his head, Zhuge Wolong smiled a little self-deprecatingly, this was originally a compliment, but in terms of the situation at the time, it was with a touch of irony, this governor was more pragmatic. Although he also admired those poets very much, and even did not hesitate to recommend them to other places, to the capital, in his words, if a country is strong, then these things. It is the heritage, the most brilliant thing that belongs to the civilization of a nation, but if it is the other way around, the country is weak, then these things are used to whitewash the peace or self-comfort, and there is no practicality.

Thinking about it now, the way the two have gotten along in the past three years, Zhuge Wolong has to admit it, although many times. The methods of this nominal lord are more extreme, and his words and deeds are even deviant by the standards of this era, but every time he thinks deeply, he can always be thought-provoking.

But what is really impressive is the image of the other party in the eyes of others, in the eyes of the people, he is a parent official who is deeply loved by the people. In the eyes of his colleagues, he is also a partner who understands human feelings and can be new and cooperative. In the eyes of those talented literati who were secretly suppressed by Zhuo Ao, Zhuo Ao was a generous and selfless sage who was full of wealth and was willing to pave the way for them, and even in the eyes of the imperial court, he was also a great loyal minister. Even if the prostitute named Ning Xiang, who was picked up by Zhuo Ao and sent to the palace back then, is now a demon concubine scolded by everyone in the world, but for Zhuo Ao, it has no impact at all, but Zhuge Wolong knows that Zhuo Ao can have a stable position today. The one in the palace has done a lot of work.

When all these aspects converge on one person, what is left for Zhuge Wolong is not admiration, but an indescribable fear.

There can't be such a perfect person in the world, or no one can do things so perfectly, but he did, and more importantly, as a participant or a bystander, Zhuge Wolong has completely witnessed the other side of Zhuo Ao, and even Zhuo Ao himself admits that he is not a perfect person, not even a good person.

"Can't you figure out such a simple reason? Although I am not a good person, but I can make the people under my rule well-fed, I am not a sage, but I can make a name for those talented literati, although I will not let them be errands under me, but these people are needed by the court, I recommend them to the court, so they will be grateful to me, as for the officialdom, hehe, the water is clear, there is no fish, for the official, not that you can't be greedy, but this scale must be grasped, and more importantly, you have to know how to divide the interests, in the eyes of others, you are the best colleague, When I do this, even if I don't say it myself, others will make me perfect, so in the eyes of the court, I am a loyal minister, life, is such a strange circle, your so-called perfection is not my boasting, but these people help me blow it out, but in this case, everyone believes it, Zhuge Wolong? You really don't deserve this title. ”

It's a very simple truth, but when these things are put in front of him and explained in such clear language, Zhuge Wolong feels that something is broken in his heart, a little heartache, and more bitterness after seeing through reality.

Perhaps, he is also the 'artist' he calls in his mouth, thinking everything too perfectly, and has been living in the perfect world he has weaved, so he can endure humiliation and burden, can endure the pain of prison, and laugh at everything in the world with an attitude that everyone is drunk and I am sober.

It's just that when this perfection is shattered by reality, I find that not everyone is drunk and sober, but after my own wishful thinking, the bitterness and heartache are more painful than any punishment in the world.

"In fact, no one cares whether your true face under the halo is beautiful or ugly, people are a very realistic creature, you may be only eight years old, rich and rich, but being a man is not the same as being a scholar."

"Since I'm good for nothing, why do you want to leave me behind, I know so many secrets about you, why don't you kill me?"

In my mind, I clearly remember that when my faith collapsed and I asked this sentence almost hysterically, the other party's bland answer: "Why?" Sometimes, people need a role model, whether positive or negative, your existence is to remind me all the time, don't indulge yourself in the illusory world you weave, I came to you because you are famous, I want you to be my brainstorm, but compared to a strategist, you are more suitable to be a bachelor, as for secrets? ”

Zhuo Ao turned his head and looked at Zhuge Wolong indifferently: "You can go out and try, can you expose my true face?" ”

yes, can you get it through?

Zhuge Wolong made a lot of ideas, but the results were all the same - no! No one will believe it, or realistically, no one wants to believe it, because everything Zhuo Ao has done in the past three years is based on the interests of others, which seems to be a very loss-making thing, but in exchange for things that the so-called interests can never buy.

"Hahahaha~"

Zhuge Wolong suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, picked up the wine glass next to him, drank all the wine in the cup, looked up at Wang Tian, and even he didn't know what the reason was, and kept overflowing from the corners of his eyes.

"This old man, but what sad things have happened?" A slightly timid inquiry interrupted Zhuge Wolong's emotion.

Turning his head to look, he was a handsome scholar, with a bit of indescribable decadence on his face, but between his eyebrows, there was a faint sense of righteousness, if it was three years ago, Zhuge Wolong might have admired such a young man, but at this moment, the expression of depression that could not withstand the blow made him feel stuffy in his chest.

"It's nothing, people are old and always a little sentimental." Shaking his head, Zhuge Wolong turned his head and looked at the scholar: "What about you?" Young man, looking at your unlucky face, I think it is because you are not able to take the imperial examination, and your name is not in Sun Mountain, right? ”

"My husband is discerning." The scholar smiled bitterly and nodded: "I can only look forward to the coming year." ”

"Next year?" Zhuge Wolong turned his head and looked at the scholar funny: "Look at your delicate appearance, the righteousness between your eyebrows is faint, and you are also a person who is full of wealth, since you can't take the imperial examination, it may not be your own reason, since your career can't go through, have you ever thought about finding another way out?" ”

"Yes." The scholar sighed, thinking that he also knew some shady things: "I am going to participate in the state election of the governor this year. ”

"Oh?" Raising his eyebrows, the state selection is actually the way set up by Zhuo Ao himself to select talents, and he looked at the scholar with a smile and said: "The state selection of the governor is not poetry and songs. ”

"Of course I know that." It seemed to hit the other party's conversation, and the scholar said with a little excitement on his face: "At the beginning, I was also very strange about the governor's examination questions, but in the past three years, I have traveled through many places and seen many corrupt officials and corrupt officials. Isn't it for the sake of the people, and for the heart of heaven and earth? There is a saying among adults, and Xiaosheng agrees very much, why do people who read books? Ten years of cold windows, the title of the gold list, maybe the glory of the ancestors, but it is the lintel of the glorious family, what is the benefit of the people, no matter how good the article is, for the official side, what is the benefit to the people, this itself is contrary to the way of the sages, the article is well done, for the people, it may not be as useful as a carpenter, at least he can provide shelter for the people, but we can't. ”

"Yes, in fact, it is not him who violates the way of the sages, but us, but this truth, the old man understands it too late." Looking at the scholar, Zhuge Wolong suddenly had a feeling of enlightenment in his heart, maybe it was not that he couldn't figure out these problems, but he didn't want to think about it, so he deliberately avoided it.

"Chaowen said, it is okay to die at night, and the old man can figure it out, and he is better than many people who are addicted to it." The scholar smiled.

"That's a good point, let's go, scholar, accompany the old man back to the house, how about we talk at night?" Zhuge Wolong pulled the scholar and was about to leave.

"This ...... I'm afraid it's inconvenient today, Xiaosheng has to go to Guobei County to visit an old man. The scholar said with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Oh?" Zhuge Wolong was a little disappointed, but it was not easy to stop, nodded and said: "In this way, if you go to Jiangning in the future, you can hold this token and come to Jiangning City to find me, as long as you take out this token, anyone in Jiangning City can show you the way." ”

"Thank you, senior." When the scholar heard this, he also knew that he had met a nobleman, so he hurriedly and solemnly took the token and thanked him.

"Haha, by the way, scholar, what's your name?"

"After the end of school, I entered Ning Caichen." The scholar replied with a smile.

"Ning Caichen? Good, we'll see you another day. Zhuge Wolong nodded, stood up, and strode in the direction of Jiangning City.

"I haven't consulted my predecessors yet." Ning Caichen shouted at Zhuge Wolong's back.

"You'll know for yday." (To be continued.) )