Chapter 187: Support or Not, Right?
When Hai Rui's official card was not revealed, Li Zongcheng was in a state of fierce inward-looking, cursing viciously on his lips, but he was in a dilemma in his heart.
You can't beat it, but it's not easy to escape.
If he escapes like this, where will the face of the Marquis of Linhuai, the minister of the Nanjing garrison, go? Will you be ridiculed by the whole city in the future?
But after Lin Tailai showed Hai Rui's two official cards, Li Zongcheng seemed to have found an opportunity.
He got up from the ground, turned around and fled without hesitation.
After all, it is not a shame to run away after seeing Hai Rui's official card, and it will not be laughed at.
As for the twenty or so wounded people lying on the ground, they were all abandoned by Li Shao, who was eager to flee for his life, and this behavior was very in line with his temperament.
Lin Tailai was very measured in fighting, and in an unprofitable situation, he did not chase Li Shao to the death.
After all, the identity of the other party is there, and in broad daylight, what can you do if you catch up?
He just turned his head and said to the Zhang brothers: "Nanjing City is not peaceful, turn around and call the other guys down from the boat to follow."
As for the defensive means that should be prepared, cowhides, baskets, etc., it is necessary to prepare more. ”
At this moment, Zhao Caiji, who had previously avoided the inner courtyard, heard the hustle and bustle in front of her and came out again.
When she saw the two official signs under the eaves, she was so frightened that her legs were weak, and she was unsteady on her feet for a while, and she almost fell down. "Could it be that Hai Qingtian wants to arrest the slave family?"
Fortunately, Lin Tailai's eyes were quick, and he hugged Zhao Ji closely, and said: "The troublemakers have been sent away by me, and you can continue to talk about learning my poems." ”
Zhao Ji, who was leaning on Lin Tailai's arms, couldn't help but be stunned, could it be that this son really wanted to sell poetry?
She looked at the two-sided official cards again, Professor Lin didn't plan to use force, but to use power to sell?
As we all know, the Qinhuai Old Courtyard is one of the best literary communication platforms in the country, and I don't know how many romantic talents in the late Ming Dynasty were famous here.
Lin Daguan pondered, since he has come here, wouldn't it be a waste not to take the opportunity to brush a wave of literary names?
"The slave family is really frightened today, and his heart is flustered, help me into the house." Zhao Caiji said shakingly.
Lin Tailai helped Zhao Caiji to walk inside, and asked with concern, "Then what happened to Li Zongcheng?" What does it have to do with you? ”
Zhao Caiji: "."
Is there something wrong with you Lin Tailai? In front of women, do you have to mention other men at critical moments?
Another day later, Hai Rui came to the Nanjing Metropolitan Inspection Academy, and when he walked into the Metropolitan Inspection Academy, he sensed that something was wrong.
There were a lot of officials, who arrived earlier than him, and the number was very complete!
This is very rare for the Nanjing Yamen, which was known for its idleness and lack of discipline.
Hai Rui is very strict with the implementation of the system, for example, on his ascension day, all the officials in the hospital must be neatly dressed, not late and absent, and he must also salute with a straight look, which has caused a lot of complaints.
A situation like today's makes Hai Qingtian feel a little hell.
Why did you become the last person to come to work? When did these people come to work so actively?
When ascending to the hall, Hai Rui felt that the eyes of everyone looking at him seemed to be very strange and weird, and at the same time full of curiosity and expectation, which made Hai Qingtian very puzzled.
This confusion lasted until the report of the imperial history of the southern city patrol.
"I heard that the Commander-in-Chief Signage was displayed at the house of Zhao Caiji, the red singer in the song, the day before yesterday, and it has been displayed in Zhao Caiji's house.
Now that the city is full of discussions, there are all kinds of gossip, do you need to clarify? ”
Hai Jui: "."
Longevity! He lived to be more than seventy years old, and for the first time, he was involved in lace peach news!
He instinctively felt that everyone seemed to be looking forward to it, and he didn't want to clarify or be unclear.
After all, the water in Laliang's house is a bad taste for many people!
Another imperial historian said with great concern: "The general constitution has the hope of the world, you must take care of your body!" ”
Hai Qingtian, who couldn't bear it, commanded to the left and right: "Summons Lin Tailai immediately!" ”
Thinking about it, it is actually very simple to clarify that as long as the initiator is punished and punished, the rumors will naturally subside!
As a result, Lin Tailai, who was active in the old courtyard of Qinhuai in the south of the city, once again ran through the "urban area" and was summoned to the northern suburbs of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
Unlike the treatment of the formalities the day before yesterday, this time Lin Daguan felt like a prisoner who had been arraigned, standing obediently outside the threshold of the Ming Hall.
Hai Rui, who has not tried the case for a long time, came forward in person this time and shouted: "Lin Tailai! This court has said in advance, if you violate the law and discipline, the crime will be increased by one degree! ”
Lin Tailai replied: "I naturally remember it in the future, I don't know what the boss means by reiterating it again?" ”
Even if Hai Qingtian is angry again, he must pay attention to justice, and he did not directly convict, and asked: "You hold the two-sided official card of this court and enter Zhao Caiji's house, what is your explanation?" ”
Lin Tailai replied again: "In order to implement a project to learn poetry in the old courtyard of Nanqu, I have to consult with Zhao Caiji, a famous girl in Nanqu. ”
Hai Rui shook his head, could this reason be more nonsense? Why didn't you say that you were looking for Zhao Caiji to learn Jinling official dialect?
I couldn't talk about whether I was disappointed or not, Hai Qingtian said coldly: "Your poems? It seems that there is no doubt about false public welfare and dereliction of duty, admit your guilt, this court cannot tolerate you here. ”
It seems that this son is also a mediocre who can't stand the test at all, and on the first day he gets power, he was completely corrupted.
Lin Tailai suddenly raised his head and asked angrily: "What dereliction of duty?" Why did the boss preconceive and forcibly wronged him? ”
Hai Rui, who was not shocked, looked at Lin Tailai quietly, you can quibble, can the obvious nature of the facts be changed by you in a few words?
Lin Tailai stretched out his hand and took out a booklet from his arms, waved it and said, "This is a collection of poems written in the past two days!" Dare to read it! ”
Hai Rui is speechless, other people's self-promotion is one by one, you go directly to a poetry collection?
"Don't look!" Hai Jui didn't want to be fooled and acted as an accomplice in the promotion of poetry.
As long as he sees it, it is equivalent to helping this dereliction of duty criminal promote it in disguise.
Lin Tailai shouted: "If the boss doesn't dare to look at it, he will be forcibly wronged, and he will be ashamed of the name of Qingtian!" ”
No one can morally kidnap Hai Jui, because he is a moral template himself!
So Hai Rui took the pamphlet out of public interest, only to see that the cover said "Jin Yuefu".
Hai Qingtian couldn't help but snort coldly at this, it was a big breath!
After opening it, I saw that the first title was "Farmer's Suffering", which finally successfully aroused Hai Qingtian's interest.
As we all know, Hai Qingtian's governance is very particular about compassion for the suffering of the people.
"The land is spread horizontally, and the autumn wind is dancing. The water and drought are still in phase, when will the farmer be full? The walls are connected, where can they be mended in poor years? In the past, it was not as bitter as it is now, and everything is done by God."
After reading it, Hai Rui sighed deeply, the whole article is really a bitterness!
In this era of mandarin ducks and butterflies, few people write such poems that reflect the suffering of people's livelihood.
Thinking of this, Hai Rui couldn't help but open the second article, only to see that the title was "Fishing Bitter".
This made Hai Qingtian stunned again, the first article is a farmer, the second article is fishing, do you want to write all the occupations?
"Hunt for anchovies, twilight. The fish in front has gone and the fish is thin in the back, scratching the white officials, the old black-headed people and horses are not counted, and they are trying to find umami. Who knows that the night is poor! The post house is lit up one after another."
After Hai Qingtian finished reading it, he sighed again and again, and then fell silent.
Anchovy is a specialty of Nanjing, and the suffering of anchovy naturally has a very strong realistic color.
opened the third article, the title is "Stove Household Suffering", and sure enough, I changed my career and continued to suffer!
"The white-headed stove is a low grass house, next to the salt frying fire in June. In the hot day before walking out of the door, a moment of leisure is to enjoy the coolness. ”
The fourth article, "The Suffering of the Displaced People".
"The trolley class is late, the husband is the push, and the woman is the pull. Where to go out? The green elm cures my hunger. May the land of paradise be fed together"
The eyes are full of sorrow and sorrow, and there are ten more articles behind, all of which are bitter, and they are synthesized into fourteen bitterness.
With Hai Rui's heart, he couldn't bear to continue to look down, and gently closed the album.
No matter what the quality of the poem is, this intention is also worthy of the three words "Jin Yuefu".
Lin Tailai said triumphantly: "Boss, you just say that this poetry book is not good, right?" ”
The original author's face and the bitterness of the content of the poem form a huge contrast.
Hai Rui had mixed feelings in his heart, and replied as if he was forced: "Okay, it's too good." ”
From the perspective of the poem itself, my evaluation must be completely fair, but why do you always feel very disobedient?
Is this the truth that literary works and the quality of authorship are two different things?
Hai Qingtian just can't understand how such a realistic series of poems that reflect the suffering of contemporary people's livelihood can be written by someone like Lin Tailai?
On this son's body, what seems to be able to write the temperament of the fourteen bitters?
This kind of poetry collection should have been written by someone like Hai Rui!
So Lin Tailai continued to say eloquently: "Sage Yun, killing without teaching is abuse!" Therefore, to rectify the atmosphere, we must educate first!
Therefore, I meditated and wrote this collection of poems, and first organized music households to study in Nanqu, so as to purify the hearts of their generations through the suffering of people's livelihood.
I looked for Zhao Caiji just to promote learning through her! By establishing her as an advanced model, we will drive the backward with the advanced, and finally make progress together!
Everything is for the errand assigned by the boss, how can it be dereliction of duty? How is it a fake public benefit? ”
Hai Jui: "."
How did you Lin Tailai come up with the idea of selling gold caves in the corrupt and degenerate, flashy and prodigal flower streets and willow lanes, and promoting and learning this kind of poetry that strongly expresses the suffering of the people's livelihood?
Lin Tailai asked again: "Such a meaningful cultural project, the boss said that he supports it or not, right?" ”
Hai Qingtian sighed, but he couldn't say a word.
This surnamed Lin is so meticulous from his mind to logic that he can't refute it.
In fact, such a strong realist style of poetry is also what he wants to promote in the literary and artistic circles, but the literary level is not enough, resulting in insufficient strength.
After weighing it repeatedly for a while, Hai Qingtian finally pressed down on Lin Tailai's physical discomfort and forced himself to ignore his deeds.
In the end, Hai Rui instructed: "This book of poems is left, and this court will send an official silver to gather officials and craftsmen, engrave it as quickly as possible, print it within three days, and hand it over to you to educate people's hearts." ”
Lin Tailai habitually greeted and said: "The boss can sign an editor and write a preface!" ”
Hai Rui scolded unceremoniously: "Get out! Is this hospital taking the opportunity to sell its reputation and reputation? ”
(End of chapter)