Civil servants of the Tang Dynasty

It was easy to follow Old Master Yan to complete a circle. When Tang Cheng panted and raised his head to look around, he unexpectedly found a somewhat familiar figure in white clothes Shengxue, who looked so attractive among the golden chrysanthemums all over the place. Attention!

This... isn't Liu Suifeng, why is he here?He should be in Yunxi County School now.

"You know him!" Old Master Yan, who had just finished greeting with a few old friends, came over. Those old friends were quite satisfied with Tang Cheng's demeanor and demeanor, which made Old Master Yan very happy, even with a relaxed tone Many, "This son is Liu Suifeng, the cousin of Aunt Liu Jingwen I mentioned just now, and his mother is the three daughters of Liu Xiyi."

"The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year." Liu Xiyi is actually Liu Suifeng's grandson!Tang Chengzhen, who heard the news, didn't know what to say.Could it be that Liu Suifeng's poems are inherited?

Although they are not in the same subject, they both stayed in Yunxi County School after all. When Tang Cheng was about to go over to say hello to Liu Suifeng, it happened that the time for the essay meeting had come, and five or seven of them were busy on the sandbar. The boy came to lead the guests in a small boat.

In Liu Jingwen's other business, Liu Suifeng can be regarded as half the master. At this time, he is leading a few senior celebrities to board the boat, and he really doesn't have the time to gossip. He helped Old Master Yan into the small boat parked in front of him.

There were as many as [-] to [-] scholars who came to participate in the literary meeting today, and the chrysanthemum platform in the sandbar couldn't fit in at all. Liu Jingwen was also an ingenious person, so he simply didn't set up tables and chairs, and just sat on the chrysanthemum platform on the side of the platform. Thick felt blankets are placed all over the chrysanthemum bushes, allowing visitors to find their own place. The chrysanthemums are placed beside them, and the cold fragrance is overwhelming. The guests sit on the ground among the flowers. Although they are not in the bamboo forest, Tang Cheng is very happy. I thought of the bamboo forest meeting held by Ji Kang and others in the Six Dynasties.

After helping Old Master Yan to sit down on the thick felt blanket, Tang Cheng couldn't help but praise, "Liu Jingwen is so thoughtful."

"It's not his handwriting," Old Master Yan nodded to Liu Suifeng on the other side of the sandbar, "Today's arrangement on the sandbar was all arranged by Liu Suifeng."

"It's him!" After thinking about it, Tang Cheng didn't find it strange anymore. Liu Suifeng's arrogance was arrogance, but the premise of his arrogance was that there was something real in his chest.

Just a few words of gossip, I heard the sound of the pipa on the chrysanthemum platform for a while. , the five-year-old man in fine clothes on one of the small boats is today's guest of honor.

Tang Cheng has been famous for Ma Biejia since he came to the Jinzhou County Government, but it was the first time he saw a real person until today.

Ma Biejia, who is nearly 50 years old, is a bit fat, but he is not very fat, which complements his demeanor from a high position for a long time. This guy is always old, but because of his appearance, he is not bad. His life experience of more than [-] years is actually A unique flavor was precipitated on him. In short, even though Tang Cheng didn't have the slightest liking for horses, he had to admit that this old guy was good from appearance to demeanor, which was very in line with what he imagined in later generations. The image of literati in the Tang Dynasty.

In fact, this is nothing surprising. In addition to the examination of the Ministry of Rites, the imperial examinations of the Tang Dynasty also had to pass the examination of the Ministry of Officials before being awarded an official. "Body" examines the appearance and demeanor of the candidates, and the official department considers that the officials represent the image of the imperial court after all.

There are many standards for "body", in short: if the appearance is not good, there is no chance to be an official in the Tang Dynasty through the imperial examination.Because of such a standard, in the Tang Dynasty, all the scholars who were released as officials through the imperial examinations were not ugly, and Ma Biejia, who was the Mingjing and the first, was no exception.

While Tang Cheng was carefully looking at the horse, he heard a beautiful female voice singing in another small boat accompanied by the pipa on the chrysanthemum platform:

The stage blue condenses the summer frost, and the shore chrysanthemum shines in the morning light.Lu Nong Xixiao smiles, the wind is strong and the fragrance is light.

The thin leaves are light green, and the round flowers are bright yellow.Still holding the color of this year, and the youth after the reunion.

"This is a chrysanthemum poem written by Emperor Taizong of this dynasty. It just happens to be the opening chapter of this literary meeting. Well, Liu Suifeng chose it well." Mr. Yan is a square man, even a bit old-fashioned, although he was born in an extremely open atmosphere. Tang Dynasty, but his old master has never entered the Goulan step in his life, so naturally he will not praise the singing girl's skills at this moment.On the other hand, the other attendees spared no expense of praise, and after the song was over, they all praised the prostitute's singing skills.

Tang Cheng didn't pay much attention to the admiration of Old Master Yan and the people around him. At this time, his eyes were more focused on the singing girl who was stepping ashore on the boat, which is really strange!I don't know what day it is today, why do I keep meeting people who I would never have met.

"May I have your name?".

"Guan Guan Jujiu, in the continent of the river, a fair lady, a gentleman likes Guan Guan!".

But it turns out that the singer Liu Jingwen specially invited from Hangzhou to curry favor with Ma Biejia is the Guan Guan who "flowers bloom in the backyard" and invited Tang Chengsuhua to write poems on the moonlit night of the 24th bridge!

It seems that Liu Jingwen is really familiar with the hobby of horses. Guan Guan, who was invited from Yangzhou not far away, really interested Ma Biejia. At this time, the two small boats arrived at the same time, and the old horse took the initiative to stretch out his hand to help Guan Guanshe's boat land.

People are old at heart, but old cows still want to eat tender grass!It's not rude to come and go, since the old man likes to use blunt knives, this old man has to find a way to return the knife. When Tang Cheng, who has been depressed these days, thought of this, he deliberately straightened up when he was sitting cross-legged.

The sandbar was not big, and Guan Guan was passing by the path in front of Tang Cheng. He straightened up so deliberately, Guan Guan naturally noticed him.

Seeing Tang Cheng for the first time, Guan Guan couldn't believe it at first, and then a bright joy burst out of his eyes.

Seeing Guan Guan losing his composure, Tang Cheng wanted to come over as soon as he moved, Tang Cheng hurriedly made a gesture of silence, and then pressed his hands against the void, signaling her to calm down.

Guan Guan obviously understood what he meant, and he pursed his lips and smiled even more beautifully.

Ma Biejia's eyes fell more on Guan Guan's waist like a willow in the wind, and when he looked over, Tang Cheng's gestures had already been completed.

"What's wrong?" Ma Biejia asked doubtfully.

"It's nothing, the autumn is cool, the weather is really good today", Guan Guan's sincere smile once again lifted Ma Biejia's spirits, "Mr. Liu is not lying, Jinzhou is really a good place", when he said these words, Guan Guan, who came in front of Tang Cheng, stopped for a while on purpose, and then went straight to the Chrysanthemum Terrace with a wisp of fragrant wind.

"As the chief official of a state, but he cares so much about a singing girl, Ma Biejia really loses his official style." Old Master Yan obviously couldn't understand Lao Ma's behavior of being too concerned about Guan Guan. Hearing the teacher's words Tang Cheng naturally smiled and nodded in agreement.

With Yao Dongqi in front of him, Tang Cheng knew that there was no hope of reconciling with Yao Dongqi. In this case, he didn't want to endure the grievances after suffering a lot in front of him. Then again, even if he was willing to compromise, it was useless .

That being the case, seeing that there might be a chance to make this guy feel uncomfortable, Tang Cheng naturally wouldn't let it go.

Such actions are not reckless purely for the sake of venting anger for a while. Tang Cheng also intends to use this move to let those colleagues in the state government know that he is not the kind who can be pinched around at will, round as he wants, and flat as he wants. Flat soft persimmons!

The state of the world is cold, and the phenomenon of favoring the red and stepping on the black is especially obvious in the yamen. Tang Cheng is now at a bad time. The grandson who promoted him will not come back for a while. If he does not take the right opportunity to show off Sharp, maybe in a few days even a cat or a dog would dare to ride on his head.

After singing the imperial chrysanthemum poem written by Emperor Taizong, after Ma Biejia and Guan Guan sat down on the chrysanthemum platform, the literary meeting officially began. At that moment, someone came forward to invite Guan Guan to sing another song, and asked him to sing the song "Moon Lai Shi" by name. The new poems that made her famous in Yangzhou.

Hearing this request, Guan Guan looked at Tang Cheng with a smile, and stood up without any hesitation to take the pipa from the woman who was the accompanist.

Lightly tap the tooth plate, and with Guan Guan's ten fingers flicking lightly, a handsome pipa sound flows out from the chrysanthemum platform.

Since the moonlit night on the 24th Bridge, I have sung this new poem Guan Guan so many times in the past month. It is this new poem that is perfectly integrated with the charm of Yangzhou that made the half-red but not black in Yangzhou brothels. Guan Guan became famous for a while, and this poem gave her too much, so Guan Guan naturally paid more attention to it, and Tang Cheng was here today, which made Guan Guan pay more attention to singing.

In autumn, the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered, and the green mountains are faintly covered with water. 24 On a moonlit night at the bridge, where can the jade man teach me how to play the flute?

Flicking the pipa in his hand, he played a familiar accompaniment and sang a familiar poem. Although he was in the Chrysanthemum Terrace of Liyuan Garden in Jinzhou, Guan Guan’s mind was filled with the indescribably prosperous Yangzhou, that moonlit night, The 24 bridge with a long rainbow lying on the waves...

Especially when her eyes fell on Tang Cheng, Guan Guan only felt that what she thought in her head and what she saw in front of her eyes had reached a perfect unity, her singing voice became clearer and her poetry became more emotional, but her eyes were fixed on Tang Cheng. Tang Cheng never left.

The poems are good poems, and Guan Guan's singing is really good. As an authentic Tang Dynasty literati, Ma Biejia naturally knows the goods. At first he still listened intently with a smile on his face, but when he noticed that Guan Guan had It was when Ma Biejia looked at a handsome young man under the stage intently, and his eyes were still so emotional, Ma Biejia's expression began to change.

The main reason for the change in Ma Biejia's face is not because of Guan Guan. Although he is very satisfied with Guan Guan, as Biejia, a singing girl like Guan Guan does not make him feel jealous. What cares about is face!

He is the guest of honor in today's literary meeting, and he has the highest official position. When Ma Biejia saw Guan Guan at the first sight, he knew that Liu Jingwen was in favor of him, and Ma Biejia also understood the scribes present at the meeting. It can also be seen that, after all, it is Jinzhou's open secret that he likes slim women.

According to normal circumstances, Guan Guan's attention should be on him as the guest of honor, but now that something abnormal happened, it was clearly his face.The subtext of this move is: the horse who is the guest of honor is not even as good as the boy below.

Lao Ma is already a top figure in Jinzhou, and he is used to being flattered on weekdays, but now he is so despised by a prostitute in front of many scribes, this makes him...how embarrassing, and where does he put his face?

Finally, when the poems were repeated to the third stack, Ma Biejia slightly raised his hand to beckon, and the master Liu Jingwen, who was caught off guard by Guan Guan's move, immediately listened to him.

Ma Biejia whispered something in a low voice, Liu Jingwen nodded and went to the Chrysanthemum Terrace to find out what it was.

After ordering Liu Jingwen, the old horse looked at Tang Cheng from the stage.

Tang Cheng met the eyes of Ma Biejia with a comfortable smile, especially when the old horse suddenly changed his face after listening to Liu Jingwen's words, he also bowed his hands to Ma Biejia who was watching him intently. Tang Cheng really smiled brilliantly!

The Yu Huo that has been suppressed for several days has finally come out a little bit, don't worry, the essay will be long, and the best show is yet to come!

When Guan Guan finally sang the third part, Liu Jingwen finally breathed a sigh of relief, and after explaining a few words to Guan Guan who turned around and sat down, he did not wait for the scholars in the audience to comment on the poem and song, and loudly Announcing that the essay will begin.

God is sorry, now Liu Jingwen only hopes to cover up Ma Biejia's embarrassment as soon as possible, and he doesn't care about the conventions of the literary society. I really can't wait to kick Guanguan off the chrysanthemum platform.

Redeem it!

The so-called Wenhui Kaibi means that all the scribes participating in the meeting write poems in the same style. No matter how many people come today, everyone writes a poem title. One of them was sung in public, and the person who was chosen by him was today's poem leader. The poem leader can not only gain fame and reputation, but also enjoy the beauty alone after the poetry meeting is over. This method is still the favorite of Tang people when they compete for poetry. The method of painting walls in chess pavilions.

Sitting among the chrysanthemums under the chrysanthemum stage, the title of the poem is naturally chrysanthemums. The literati attending the meeting sat or stood to concentrate on poetry, and more than a dozen waiting boys held pens and inks in their hands. Log forward.

"It doesn't matter if you don't write this poem, no matter how much effort you put into writing it, what the singer sings must be written by Ma Biejia." Seeing his lover eager to try, Old Master Yan, who has participated in many literary conferences, persuaded him Finally, he asked: "Tang Cheng, do you know that singer?".

"The student attended a banquet when he went to Yangzhou last time, and he met her during the banquet," Tang Cheng replied, and he found a poem that fit the occasion, so he beckoned the boy to come over and record it.

There were not many people who gave up voluntarily like Old Master Yan, and soon after everyone finished composing poems, the boy sent all the poems to Guan Guan. At this moment, all eyes from the Chrysanthemum Stage were on her.

The moment she sang poetry again was the moment when today's Literary Society Poetry Leader was officially confirmed.

Chapter 117 Provocation, naked provocation

On the chrysanthemum stage, Guan Guan used his slender fingers to gently flip through the plain paper in his hand. Every time he turned a page, another poem was eliminated. At this moment, everyone on and off the stage gathered together In her hand, because it was so quiet, the rustling sound of her fingers turning over the plain paper seemed to be clearly audible.

There are quite a few people on and off the stage who are concerned about the results. After all, this time is the highest-level cultural event in Jinzhou. If you can be the top poet in this literary event and spend the Spring Festival with Guan Guan, it will be nothing more than a gimmick. The most important thing is It is very good for fame.

Fame was very important to scholars in the Tang Dynasty. Those who had a great reputation could get the first place in the imperial examination, or even be promoted by the court or even the emperor because of their illustrious reputation. This is the case for worshiping Hanlin.

Even if you don't get a big name, a small reputation has its own uses. The small one is more attractive when opening a shop to teach apprentices. Merchants can receive more embellishments when they come to invite them to write shop signs, and the big one is in the state government. The hope of entering when the official is vacant is greater.Although the reputation seems to be false, the benefits brought by having it are as real as real gold and silver. With such a background, the younger scribes who participated in the meeting couldn't help but relax.

After all, there are very few people like Old Master Yan who have almost reached the state of no desire and no desire.

Not only these young scribes were nervous, but Liu Jingwen on the chrysanthemum stage was even more nervous. He took great pains to arrange this literary meeting, and even spent a lot of money to invite Guan Guan from Yangzhou. What is the plan?It's not just to curry favor with the horse!

Guan Guan's performance in singing poetry just now not only swept away Ma Biejia's face, but also gave Liu Jingwen a head-on blow. Fortunately, it was singing poetry just now, and besides, it was eye contact on and off the stage. Guan Guan's abnormality is not bad. It's not obvious, as long as she can follow the arrangements in advance and follow her instructions just now, the anomaly just now can be quickly eliminated.

Not to mention those young scribes and Liu Jingwen, even Ma Biejia, who has participated in countless literary conferences, is a little bit concerned.

It turned out that the person who just closed his eyebrows to express affection was actually Tang Cheng who was transferred from the Yunxi county government!Thinking of the Yunxi County Government, Lao Ma couldn't help but think of Yao Dongqi, and a fire surged in his heart.

Nearly 20 years of friendship!In the past, everyone in the Yunxi County Yamen knew that Master Yao had a good relationship with Ma Biejia in the prefectural Yamen, but few people knew that Yao and Ma were neighbors between the walls before the age of ten. He grew up peeing and playing with mud together, until the Ma family moved away when he was 11 years old.Then they entered the officialdom and the two met again. After nearly 20 years of working together, their friendship has become deeper and deeper, especially when they are getting older. The friendship that developed during the acquaintance became more and more important in my heart.

Yao Dongqi's death was a sore spot in Ma Biejia's heart that couldn't be erased. This matter happened too quickly and was resolved too quickly. From Sun Shijun notifying him to discuss the matter to Zhang Zishan signing the arrest document, there was only one experience. It took just one afternoon, and the dispatch of Tolerance was even more time-consuming. Before the person he sent to report arrived, Yao Dongqi had committed suicide at home.

The lonely Ma Biejia couldn't withstand the joint attack of Sun Shijun and Zhang Zishan, but the more so, the more Ma Biejia felt that Yao Dongqi's case was a conspiracy, too soon!It's almost abnormal, this is the same as the state government's usual style of handling things, there must be evildoers when things are abnormal!What's more, based on his understanding of Yao Dongqi, he clearly knows the old Yao's behavior style. Can he do such stupid things as making friends and instigating bandits?

But there are witnesses and physical evidence, and the most important thing is that Yao Dongqi himself is dead, so even though Ma Biejia is heartbroken, he has been an official for many years and he will never make a fuss over this matter because of a dead Yao Dongqi So much so that he broke face with Sun Shijun and Zhang Zishan.After many years of ups and downs in the officialdom, now that he is an old man, don't drive him past that impulsive age!

So, the matter seemed to pass peacefully.

But the calm is only on the surface, Ma Biejia never forgets about this matter for a day, he can't turn his face against Sun and Zhang, but he has no good face towards the Yunxi county government, especially when Tang Cheng is still Zhang County Ling's confidant, although he has never even met in person, but just based on his background, Ma Biejia will definitely not make Tang Cheng feel better.

In fact, he didn't need to do much at all, as long as he gave a little signal, his subordinates would naturally understand what he meant. After all, these people were under his control. Therefore, he neither dared to offend Sun Shijun nor The state government officials who offended Lao Ma had no choice but to choose the middle route. They neither deliberately suppressed Tang Cheng nor approached him. Then, Tang Cheng became "air" like this.

Because Tang Cheng's status is too low, and he has never seen him since he entered the government office. Ma Biejia had forgotten him for the past two days, but he didn't expect to meet him here today. Tang Cheng is still Guan Guan just now. How can Lao Ma not be annoyed by the person who made eye contact with him to save his face?

Especially when Tang Cheng smiled deliberately without avoiding his eyes, a strong impulse surged in the heart of the self-proclaimed self-cultivation in recent years. The old horse could clearly feel the meaning of the smile, the provocation, this Tang Cheng was deliberately provoking him.

As the second member of the Jinzhou government office, now in public, he is belittled and even provoked by a small writer who usually doesn't pay attention to him. When encountering such a thing, even a clay figurine will be aroused. , let alone don't drive a horse that has been in the yamen for a long time.

At this time, the old horse whose dignity was severely bruised would not think about it at all: Tang Cheng, a small clerk under his jurisdiction, if he hadn't been really forced to be cruel, how could he ask him for help? provocative?The subordinates are always paying attention to and even speculating on the minds of the superiors, but how many of the superiors can truly understand the difficulties and helplessness of their subordinates?

In the final analysis, one sentence: the terrain makes it so, and the origin is not one day.

Although the old horse was depressed and irritable, Tang Cheng couldn't just explode at this moment.After all, it was Sun Shijun's order to transfer Tang Cheng from the Yunxi county government. He could use soft nails to deal with Tang Cheng, making him suffer so much that he couldn't tell.But if it's done by force, it's not just Tang Cheng who's having this attack. Even though Tang Cheng is nothing more than a dog in the eyes of the old horse, doesn't it depend on the owner to beat the dog?Don't look at Sun Shijun's gentleness and softness when he speaks, after getting along with him for so long, Lao Ma clearly knows that Sun Shijun is not a good person, otherwise he would have been pushed down by him long ago.

Even if it is not for Sun Shijun's face, the old horse can't get angry at this time. This is the Wenhui. As an old horse, if he fights with Tang Cheng, a junior student who is not a weak crown, it will be for him. , Winning is also losing!Suppressing postgraduates is the worst and most easily spread reputation among scholars, and it is precisely his identity that determines that Lao Ma cannot do such a disregard for morals.

Forbearance, at this moment, no matter how depressed Ren Lao Ma's heart is, all he can do is one word: forbearance!

Those who are barefoot may not be afraid of those who wear shoes, but those who wear shoes cannot ignore their own identities.Just like a sword has two fronts, while status brings honor and nobility, it also brings a lot of constraints.

Since it’s hard to do anything right now, Lao Ma regrets that he shouldn’t have handed over the pre-drawn poems to Guan Guan just now, and handed them over after being recorded by the boy under the watchful eyes of the public. It was not his specialty at all, and his poetic thinking gradually faded as he got older. Although it took a lot of effort to prepare this chrysanthemum poem in advance, Lao Ma knew that his poem was nothing more than Zhongping.

If this kind of poem fits the scene like the previous Wenhui, there is no problem, anyway, the singing girl has already arranged it, no matter how good it is for others, the singing girl will still sing his poems.As the highest status among the literati present, who else could Shikui have besides him?

But Guan Guan’s performance just now made Lao Ma a little confused. After all, he handed in his poems in full view. If Guan Guan sang out his poems, it would not be his poems. How can the old horse in the leader's position be so embarrassing?What would others think of his past experience of repeatedly winning the first prize in literary circles?

Face, face!Even those common people in the market know that the skin of a tree is alive, and the face of a person is alive.Let alone someone with the status of Lao Ma?

During the tense waiting, Guan Guan's slender fingers finally finished flipping through the last piece of plain paper, and then she saw that she took out one of them and memorized it carefully for a while, then stood up slowly.

Because of the experience just now, every time Guan Guan who took over the pipa took a step towards the middle of the stage, the footsteps hit Liu Jingwen's heart like a heavy hammer.

The most holy teacher, Old Master Confucius, bless this little girl, Pi Guanguan, so that nothing will go wrong again.

Step by step, Guan Guan finally stood in the middle of the chrysanthemum stage. While looking around the stage with his watery almond eyes, a string of lonely and unrestrained voices came out from where he was flicking his fingers.

People in the Tang Dynasty wrote poems just like those who wrote lyrics in Han Yuefu and Song Dynasty. They sang for the soundtrack. What kind of poems should go with what kind of music? The old horse's expression changed slightly.

Twist the ten fingers in the hand, close and close the red lips, and have sung today's poem chief:

Yingfeng is independent and not enchanting, and Lingshuang is proud and arrogant.Let others criticize you as much as you like, and do what you want.

Poetry was close to the heyday of the Tang Dynasty. Because of the strong national power and open mind, people at that time liked the bold and unrestrained sound that matched the atmosphere of the times when they commented on and listened to poems. For example, "I am born to be useful, and I will come back after all my money is gone." This is also the fundamental reason why Du Fu's poems are not well-known in the world. It's too cautious, it's hard to be liked by Tang people who have a prosperous mentality.

Guan Guan had just finished singing this chrysanthemum poem, and there was already applause from the chrysanthemum stage. Yingfeng was independent and not enchanting, and he was proud and arrogant.These two sentences are indeed suitable to describe the chrysanthemums in full bloom in late autumn, but it is the last two sentences that arouse the praise of many literati - let others criticize you as much as you like, and do your own way.Although these two sentences have no allusions and no brilliance, they are better than the confident and arrogant demeanor, which is in line with the mentality and poetic style of the time.

"It is better to be a centurion than to be a scholar", isn't it true that the two sentences in Wang Bo's "March in the Army" by Wang Bo, the first of the four masters of the former dynasty, have no allusions and no brilliance, but it is precisely because he wrote that the country is booming The mentality of scholars in the Tang Dynasty eager to make meritorious deeds on the battlefield has become a famous sentence that has been sung and sung forever.

"It's a good way to do what you want. These two lines have written all the different customs. The spirit of the chrysanthemum that blooms alone in late autumn is a good poem, a good poem!" Just after the praise of the literati under the chrysanthemum stage, Guan Guan has tactfully continued to sing Out of the second stack.

When Guan Guan sang the first line "Yingfeng is independent and not enchanting", Ma Biejia was completely disappointed. This Guan Guan... did not sing the poem he made.

Don't drive a horse like this, you can imagine the blow Liu Jingwen suffered. He read it on purpose when the boy sent the poem to the customs just now. Whoever wrote the poem, the most important thing is that it is not a horse. Don't drive the one.

Changes come and go, and now Liu Jingwen doesn't even have the thought of scolding Guan Guan, and now he has only one sentence in his mind - this time, he is going to stop the horse from offending him to death.

When Guan Guan San Die finished singing, after the pipa was tuned in, the Chrysanthemum stage, which many people hadn't heard clearly the first time, was full of applause, and amidst the applause, Jinzhou, who had always had a good relationship with the old horse, The old celebrity Li Xiangcheng stood up, smiled and cupped his hands and said: "It is extremely difficult to carve the image of the object in the poem on the spot, let alone write the spirit of the spirit. Your Excellency is not enough to have such a heart! Your excellent work really adds to the splendor of our Chrysanthemum Terrace meeting, and we should all thank you!".

As an old celebrity in Jinzhou, Li Xiangcheng and Ma Biejia had encountered many encounters in previous literary meetings. In this Jutai meeting, Ma Biejia had the highest official position, and Liu Jingwen's various arrangements were clearly intended to match his preferences. Under normal circumstances, the poet can still be someone else, can the singer still sing other people's poems?Based on his past experience, Li Xiangcheng stood up and said this with confidence. Everyone carried the sedan chair, not to mention that it was a sedan chair for a horse. The old celebrity Li, who claimed to be a bosom friend, was naturally unwilling to be left behind. of.

Li Xiangcheng's proposal naturally attracted everyone's approval. As soon as he finished speaking, many chrysanthemum scholars got up one after another. Even Tang Cheng, who had a smile on his face, also stood up and followed. He cupped his hands and said in a loud voice: "Extremely, extremely yes, I should thank Mr. Biejia!".

The room leak happened to be rained overnight, and the wrecked ship was beaten again. This move by the old celebrity Li and the subsequent actions of the scribes had this effect on Ma Biejia. If you just wanted to deal with this embarrassment vaguely, After such a big commotion now, even if he wanted to be ambiguous, Tang Cheng was extremely refreshed by the wonderful expression on the old horse's face at this moment, and the sulking that had accumulated in his heart a few days ago finally dissipated A lot came out.

Looking at Li Xiangcheng with a rather complacent face, Liu Jingwen, whose eyes were a little red, really wanted to slap this old guy and faint.

Chapter 118 Compared to poetry, I am not as good as you!

"This poem was not written by me", Ma Biejiagan's words suddenly made the lively Chrysanthemum Terrace silent. After looking around for a while, they unanimously focused their attention on Guan Guan again.

"The older you are, the softer your bones are. Li Jisheng has taken a solid shot this time." Witnessing the dramatic scene in front of him, Old Master Yan sneered and said while reaching out to pat Tang Cheng, " It's just a farce, why are you joining in the fun?"

Even after sitting down, Tang Cheng's eyes still fell on the old horse. Looking at his current expression, it felt really wonderful! "Since it is a farce, it must be crowded to be considered lively."

Guan Guan, who was surrounded by everyone's eyes, pursed his lips and smiled, and said crisply: "The poems sung by my concubine just now are written by Tang Cheng, Xueming Classics Department of Yunxi County."

"Ming Jing Ke?".