Civil servants of the Tang Dynasty

After speaking, Tang Cheng didn't stay any longer and walked out.Like Tao Yuanming in the Six Dynasties, Meng Haoran's life was full of contradictions between being an official and a secluded person. While this contradiction made his poetry creation possible, it also constituted the tragedy of their lives.

Now that he has become friends with Meng Haoran, Tang Cheng can no longer sit back and watch him repeat that contradictory life. If he wants to change their lives, the most important thing is to change their mentality first, or to use the saying of later generations to change their world outlook and values.

However, Tang Cheng knew that he had neither the right nor the ability to forcibly indoctrinate Meng Haoran. As a friend, all he could do was to put forward his own opinions, hoping to play some role in this subtle way. As for Meng Haoran's final outcome Choose, he decides his life!

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The appointment of Daoxue Xuezheng and the supervisor was far smoother than Tang Cheng imagined. With the influence of Daya Zhizhengyuan in the literary world of Daocheng at this time, the influence of its poets is beyond doubt.I don't know if these two adults took a fancy to this point, or because of Tang Cheng's generous salary, or they just wanted to reward the underachievers through this poem review, or because Tang Cheng's deep observation made adults appreciate it, That's why the two adults betrayed his face.

No matter what the two adults thought in their hearts, in short, they finally agreed to Tang Cheng's offer. Of course, this has a lot to do with the fact that Daya Zhizhengyuan has never been involved in the flesh and blood business since its opening. The last worries of the two adults were dispelled.

After Xuezheng and the supervisor are settled, it will be easier to hire elders in the poetry circle.Naturally, Tang Cheng did not invite He Zhongda, the so-called mainstay of the current poetic world, and others. The few he invited all had one thing in common—they were seniors!In front of their old-fashioned appearance, even the self-proclaimed old man He Zhongda has to respectfully hold the gift of disciple.

This night, all the halls and courtyards in front of Daya to Main Garden will be open as usual, while the garden at the back will thank guests for the night, because Tang Cheng wants to hold a banquet here to entertain several invited poets.

"I have long heard that the beauty of the gardens from Daya to Zhengyuan is the most beautiful in the south of the mountain. Even the observation envoy admired it very much. When I saw it today, it really deserves its reputation." Walking through the garden along the Mashi path, the slightly plump figure is full of elegance. Master Xuezheng looked around, smiled and nodded in greeting.

Accompanied by Tang Cheng, he was holding an old poet in his arms. This old poet had white beard, and his words were leaking, but the expression on his face at this time was very happy. The same is true of the two elders.For them who have been lonely for a long time, the experience of these few days is really like a dream.Ever since the news spread that they were hired together with Xuezheng and the school supervisor to judge poets from Daya to Zhengyuan, these three elders who had been neglected in front of the door suddenly became popular. See you soon It can be said that there is an endless stream of people, and this excitement is still more lively than when the three of them were in charge of the poetry circle before.

Therefore, it is not difficult to understand the good mood of these three old poets at this time.

The wine is good wine, the song is good song, and even the pipa and soft dance that accompany the music are all excellent. Tang Cheng, who held the gift of disciple, naturally talked about Meng Haoran's Taoism quota.

The songs and poems for tonight's banquet were specially arranged by Tang Cheng. They were all Meng's poems from beginning to end. Hearing such poems, and with Meng Haoran's strong reputation in Daocheng at this time, coupled with this harmonious The atmosphere was exhausting. When Meng Haoran sent Tang Chengchu to Daoism that day, he still felt that the Daoism quota was as difficult as heaven, so he was taken down without any trouble.

After the right preparation, and then at the right time, in the right environment, and discuss the right things with the right people, the originally extremely difficult things will naturally come to fruition.

After talking about Meng Haoran, the drunk Master Xuezheng looked at Tang Cheng, who was very respectful to his disciples, and said with a smile: "Tang Cheng, you are really a bit of a genius in studying Mingjing, and I will let Xuezheng make the decision today. , Changing the Ming Jing to the Jinshi department, you will directly participate in the imperial examination of the Ministry of Rites this year."

"My lord, this...".

"No need to say more, Duanji, I will leave this matter to you." Duanji is the name of the supervisor. After Master Xuezheng turned his head to give him instructions, he waved his hand to Tang Cheng, indicating that he did not need to say more, and his words were full of emotion Dao: "Compared with the other ways in the south of the Yangtze River and the north of the Yangtze River, this way is located in the remote mountains, and the cultural fortune is not prosperous. Since I arrived in office for nearly three years, all miscellaneous subjects are better, but the Jinshi course selected by Shilin Hua has never Winning one person is really embarrassing in front of colleagues and officials of the Ministry of Rites! Tang Cheng, your poetic talent is praised even by observation, and I have high hopes for you now."

"Thank you, Mr. Xuezheng, for your appreciation." After thanking Xuezheng deeply, Tang Cheng said, "It's just that since the Jinshi Department is selected by Shilinhua, it's really too difficult to pass the exam. It's just how many poems the students can write. Fu, counting this time, it is too late to travel to the capital, and if there is no travel paper..." At this point, Tang Cheng sighed deeply.

"You can sort out a copy of your poems in the past two days." Hearing this, Master Xuezheng, who took a deep look at Tang Cheng, smiled slightly, "The most famous poems in the imperial capital are the Four Scholars of Wuzhong, just a few days ago. The Japanese officials received a letter from Zhang Bogao, but have not responded yet. Let me introduce it for you.”

Zhang Bogao is Zhang Xu's character. This person is not only a famous sage of cursive script, but also one of the Four Scholars of Wuzhong along with He Zhizhang, Zhang Ruoxu and Bao Rong.At the turn of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, when Li Bai, Du Fu, Wang Wei, Wang Changling and others had not entered the poetry circle, the Four Scholars of Wuzhong could be said to be the most prestigious overlords in the poetry circle today. Word.

Mr. Xuezheng had just finished speaking, the old poet Xu Su who Tang Chengshi had been supporting all this time continued in a leaky voice: "When the old man roamed Wuyue in the past, he happened to meet the young man Zhang Chunjiang who came here at the Lanting ruins in Shanyin, Kuaiji. Afterwards, I traveled together with my arms for half a month, and thus formed a long-term acquaintance. Although he left Wuzhong and came to the imperial capital, his correspondence has never been interrupted. Tang Cheng, your compiled poems are also given to the old man. one serving."

The Zhang Chunjiang mentioned by this old man is Zhang Ruoxu, another one of the Four Scholars in Wuzhong. Because "Chunjiang Flower and Moon Night" is so famous, people at that time called it "Chunjiang" but not. For Tang Cheng, This was another unexpected surprise.

People say old and young, and the older you are, the younger you are. Seeing this, the other two elders talked about their friendship as if they were angry.Scholars in the Tang Dynasty had the custom of roaming around and making friends widely. These elders were very old and had a lot of friends. Although the people they deliberately mentioned were not as prominent in the poetry circle as the Four Scholars of Wuzhong, most of them had made their way in the imperial capital poetry circle. Those who are famous, these people may have limited power to cite, but it is more than enough to help them become famous.

Listening to the words of the two elders, Tang Cheng quietly revealed a smile.

This is the radiation effect!

Chapter 178 Temptation

The so-called things of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups. This is indeed true. Meng Haoran's three friends are all indifferent people like him. This task itself is very suitable for him, and he is very careful in doing things. Often a poem of acceptable level is to be pondered over and over again, or even to exhaust the books for the neatness of a couplet and the source of the allusion.

Apart from official business, these people would gather to drink under the moon in the garden, or chant and comment on poems, hold wine to the moon, and sing proudly. This elegant and free and easy really made Tang Cheng envious, but it was only envious , because of the different mentality, for participating in such a small gathering, you can still feel the fun once or twice, but after a long time, it will not work after all.

After all, he is a time-traveling person, and there is still a huge difference in his bones from these pure Tang Dynasty literati. Moreover, Tang Cheng is not used to the arrogant remarks they made when they got together. Perhaps at the time people thought This is a great elegance with the legacy of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, but Tang Cheng listened to it. These high-level theories that are divorced from reality and purely idealized oftentimes not only did not make him feel proud, but even more ridiculous.

In addition, Tang Cheng is also a bit out of place because he is not used to their over-admiration of the role of poetry and prose. In the remarks of these people, the role of poetry and prose is infinitely magnified. event".Although Tang Cheng likes Tang poems and those majestic and beautiful essays, liking cannot replace reason. As a time traveler, it is really difficult for him to agree with what these people say.

Although these people keep saying that the achievements of the prosperous age are so-and-so, after all, the achievements of the prosperous age cannot be said by just sitting here.For Tang Cheng, who only believed in planting as many seedlings as he could harvest, and that good results can only be obtained from good work processes, after participating in such gatherings three or two times with great interest, he found that he was not as good as them. After all, they still have different ways, and their aspirations are also difficult to reconcile.

These people are more than enough to do literary work, and they are also diligent and competent, but when it comes to official work, hey!And it takes a while to practice.

Tang Cheng seldom participated in such gatherings of pure literati. Apart from being different, another important reason was that he needed to sort out his "own" poems. He didn't realize it at first, but after these days, he suddenly returned When he was a child, Tang Chengcai suddenly discovered that he had borrowed more than a hundred masterpieces, spanning from the prosperous Tang Dynasty to the late Qing Dynasty. Although he has tried his best to avoid borrowing two poems from the same person, so as not to be too parody of literary history, But the number of more than 100 songs is enough to make him shocked and inexplicable.

Looking at the more than 100 masterpieces that made him famous in a short period of time, Tang Cheng fell into confusion for a while. When he decided to borrow these masterpieces, he regarded them more as a means to realize his ideal. means.But if you think about it now, is that really the case?If it is only for fame, the number of Trinity in these more than 100 Shuri should be enough, why are there so many later.

After thinking for a long time, Tang Cheng finally had no choice but to admit that he still couldn't resist the temptation of vanity in the process. After listening to so many people singing, so many people were full of praise for the poem signed by Tang Cheng, Even though I knew in my heart that I didn't write this, the vanity behind that falsehood still made people so intoxicated that I became addicted without knowing it.

Extending from this matter, Tang Cheng, who occasionally fell into reflection, suddenly found that he seemed to have changed since he came to this city, but it was difficult for him to know what the change was, and he couldn't think about it for a while. clear.

The entanglement in his heart continued, but what should be done was still to be done. For Tang Cheng, a thing was not only a process, but also its result.He will never be able to do things that travel hundreds of miles and half ninety.

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There are more than 100 poems, although the number is small, but it is enough to make a thin collection of poems. The line volume should look more eye-catching.

While Tang Cheng was busy with these things, He Zhongda's study, which used to be full of books, was gloomy and gloomy.

In less than a month since the literary meeting that was hit hard, He Zhongda had aged a lot. When he saw Wang Qunyu walking in from the outside with the same dark expression, he was not even interested in getting up to greet him.

"Da Weng", seeing He Zhongda like this, Wang Qunyu, who also looked gloomy, sighed and sat down beside him.

Relatively speechless, neither of them knew what to say.As if in a dream, they were all-powerful in the Daocheng poetry circle in the past, but they were photographed and worshiped, and they suddenly disappeared.

It is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal!This is the case in life, but for He and Wang, who have always been used to being lively and praised by others, it is even more difficult to adapt to such a life when they suddenly fall from infinite scenery to loneliness.

But the reality is so cruel, so what else?Daya Zhizhengyuan is so strong, especially after Tang Cheng's insidious trick of hiring poets, for He Zhongda and the other two, it is simply a draw from the bottom of the pot.The moment those three old immortals were gladly invited, in the Daocheng poetry circle, Daya Zhizhengyuan had quietly shed the identity of Ye Luzi.

Come out and challenge those three old things?He Zhongda didn't even dare to think about it. Compared with these three respected elders, not to mention the entire Shannan Dongdao, their influence in Daocheng alone was far behind.What's more, how many people in the Daocheng poetry circle now want to gain the qualifications of a poet who is elegant and upright, or wait for the three old things to die and then enter the substitute?No one can tell.But what He Zhongda knew was that there must be many such people.

Taking the bottom out of the pot, two peaches killing three warriors, that Tang Cheng is really vicious.

After a long silence, He Zhongda finally spoke: "Wenshan, what are you doing here?".

"Just to take a look," the depressed Wang Qunyu forced himself to laugh and said, "Da Weng, don't take the nonsense of the children to heart, it's not worth it if you get angry and hurt your body."

He Zhongda was taken aback when he heard the words, "Wen Shan, what nonsense are you talking about?".

"Is there a poetry review meeting from Daya to Zhengyuan?" Wang Qunyu was also stunned, "Da Weng doesn't know about this?".

Hearing this, He Zhongda smiled disdainfully, "Wenshan, you are talking about the new project of Daya Zhizheng Garden? Hmph, bragging, how shameless!".

The poetry review meeting that He Zhongda mentioned is indeed a new project of Daya Zhizhengyuan. As long as it is short, it sums up the method of composing poems in the discussion. As soon as this title comes out, it is very popular among young scholars, especially in Taoism, Jinshi scholars almost flock here. The lecture doctor also arrived.This poetry appraisal meeting had a great influence in the Daocheng literary world, and the No. 1 appraised was Tang Cheng. It was also through this appraisal with the participation of Taoist Jinshi and doctors that Tang Cheng's poetic talent and poetry The name has been further confirmed and affirmed in an almost official form.

"Da Weng, you are talking about the first issue. It was half a month ago. Just yesterday afternoon, there was a second issue of poetry reviews in Daya Zhizhengyuan, which was about your poems, Da Weng."

Hearing this, He Zhongda's whole body trembled suddenly, and instantly he felt the qi and blood in his viscera rushing backwards, "Me?".

"Exactly".

"What's the comment?".

Wang Qunyu looked at He Zhongda worriedly, "Da Weng, these are all children's nonsense, not worth mentioning."

"What are you commenting on?" He Zhongda suddenly raised his voice by three minutes, "Quickly say it."

"That Daya has collected many poems written by Da Weng in Zhengyuan for several decades for evaluation." Wang Qunyu was a little unbearable for He Zhongda's scorching eyes. It's just flat."

"Zhongping", upon hearing these two words, He Zhongda's face turned pale suddenly, and after a chuckle, he looked at Wang Qunyu, whose words were flickering, and said, "What else, let's continue."

"The younger generations are still talking about it, saying that the two poems written by Da Weng a few days ago, that is, the two poems of "Pity for the Life by the Grass and the Stream" are obviously higher than the previous ones, and the style of poetry is completely different. This matter is too abnormal, so I just watch it." After bowing her head and pondering for a long time, Wang Qunyu gritted her teeth and said: "It seems that it did not come from Da Weng's hand."

"Mice dare you", with a "pa", as He Zhongda slapped the table, the top-grade Yue Kiln celadon tea set in his hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.Just now his face was only pale, but now it has turned pale and red, and there are faint bulges of blue veins between his forehead.

Although there are many poet thieves these days, the more famous people are, the more they can't bear it.After all, He Zhongda is a figure who dominates the Daocheng poetry circle. If this matter is passed on, in the long run, the result will not only be the desertedness as it is now, but the reputation of his life's achievements will be destroyed in one day. And those who can't live in peace after death will be reviled by future generations.Its vicious place is really comparable to the digging of ancestral graves.

The ancient scholars only wanted three kinds of immortality in their life: morality, meritorious service and speech.He Zhongda earned his fame today by working hard all his life. Although he is now neglected in front of the door, based on his experience as the leader of the Daocheng poetry circle, he is bound to be included in the biography of celebrities in the "Local Chronicles" after his death. It is also possible for the local officials to apply for the imperial conferment.The fame in front of the body, the honor and glory after death are all tied to this, and now...

"The old man fought with them...", He Zhongda's indifferent and elegant attitude in front of people for nearly ten years finally collapsed like the Yellow River breaking its embankment at this moment.

The furious He Zhongda just moved his feet when he was hugged by Wang Qunyu, "Da Weng, that generation didn't really point it out, what are you fighting for? Who are you fighting with?".

Just this one sentence immediately made He Zhongda's feet go weak, yes, with whom?Besides, how did these two poems come about? He himself knows better than anyone else, so what can he use to fight?

"What should I do? Can't I just let this rumor spread?" Seeing his life's fame and his posthumous glory being threatened, He Zhongda, who was slumped on a stool, lost all energy.

"Everyone's mouth is worth a lot of money, and their bones are destroyed. Naturally, we can't let this rumor spread." He helped He Zhongda to sit on the stool, and Wang Qunyu poured him some tea while saying, "But it's useless to insist on arguing about this matter. Da Weng, your best way to fight back is to write a few more good poems like last time. Once this poem is published, not only will the rumors be dispelled, but you will also be able to slap these arrogant children in the face." Wang Qunyu didn't know why Zhongda did it alone when He Yuan stole poems, so he was really excited when he mentioned it at this time.

"Where do I still have the mind to write poems now?" He Zhongda's heart sank when he heard what Wang Qunyu said. If he could write such poems himself, why would he need to plagiarize?But this matter really has too much to do with it. He Zhongda suddenly asked: "At the poetry review meeting yesterday, how did Tang Cheng say it?".

"He didn't go. I heard that he is busy printing a collection of poems now." He helped He Zhongda fill up the tea and handed it to him. Even a poet thief doesn’t know, hehe, what a joke, what a big joke.”

"Is he a poet thief?" Hearing this, the teacup that He Zhongda had just received suddenly shook, and the tea splashed all over the skirt of his clothes, but he didn't notice it.

"Da Weng, don't forget about the "Difficult Road to Shu" back then." Wang Qunyu laughed and said, "His long follower is famous for being greedy for money!".

Afterwards, Wang Qunyu said something else and He Zhongda didn't remember a single word. His mind turned over and over again, his life name, mourning after death, and Tang Cheng's long-term follower who was greedy for money.

Just this once, after saving his name, he quit the poetry world... What if this is a trap set up by Tang Cheng... No, no, that Chang Sui has already started selling poems... If that Chang Sui leaked his word... Give him more money, scare him, and encourage him to run away... As long as there is no evidence, all this can be confirmed...

Overwhelming the world, He Zhongda saw for a while that things were blamed by thousands of people after the failure, and his reputation was ruined; for a while, he saw that the death was extremely mournful, and he saw his name was written in the biography of celebrities in "Local Chronicles", and his fame was immortal... These two things The completely contrasting images turned over and over in his mind, causing his face to turn red and white at times. How could he still have the slightest trace of the refined, refined and elegant look in the past?

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In the study after Daya arrived at the main garden, Tang Cheng, who was checking the poems, felt thirsty for a moment. When he reached out to pick up the tea pot, he found that it was empty, so he opened his mouth and called: "Laifu".

Laifu, who responded with shouts in the past, did not appear today, so that Tang Cheng had no choice but to put down his pen and get up, and walked to the water room with the tea pot himself.

When he was walking halfway, he saw Laifu trotting all the way over. Seeing the tea pot in Tang Cheng's hand, Laifu blushed and rushed to catch it.

"Where did you go?" Tang Cheng was inevitably a little unhappy when what he was doing was interrupted.

"When the young one first went to the front, he was pestered by an old servant who insisted on buying me a drink, but he refused to persuade me no matter how much he persuaded him." Looking at Tang Cheng with a bad face, Lai Fu scolded him again. He said: "The old Cuo Da who cheats people to death."

Tang Cheng couldn't help but burst out laughing at Laifu's strange scolding, "Forget it, I didn't say I'm going to blame you. For the old man, it's better to accumulate some good words. By the way, why did he invite you?" Drinking?"

"This old Cuo... I've never seen Lao He before." Lai Fu pondered for a while, "But judging by his chattering appearance, he probably wants to buy poems."

"Old He", upon hearing this, Tang Cheng suddenly stopped in his tracks, "What do you think is the old servant's surname?".

"Yes." Lai Fu nodded in confusion.

"Go ahead, go have a drink with him." Tang Cheng took the tea pot back from Laifu's hand, and said to the dazed Laifu, "Ask me who his master is and what he wants to do?".

It's a pity that the news brought by Laifu is not good. Although the old servant spent a lot of money to invite Laifu to drink, he didn't say the purpose, even he didn't make it clear who his master was. Please wait two days.

"Long term?" After hearing Lai Fu's reply, Tang Cheng smiled, and only told him to go back in two days.

Because of this sudden incident, Tang Cheng's printing of poetry collections has also been slightly adjusted. In the yamen, Daya to Zhengyuan are still busy. Great news came.

The Golden State road is about to be repaired!

When Tang Cheng heard the news, he was really pleasantly surprised. He had been looking forward to this moment for a long time. At this moment, he really wanted to fly back with wings.

For him, who had made up his mind a long time ago, to resign temporarily as soon as the Golden State Road was completed and prepare for the Chang'an imperial examination with peace of mind, this news may also mean that he is observing the end of Shi Yamen.

That's right, the officials have been working for too long, and it's time to get ready to fight for an official position!

Chapter 179 Life!really fickle

For Tang Cheng, things in Daocheng are running in an orderly manner now, and Feng Haizhou and Zhang Xiangwen, who are familiar with the business, are handling the affairs in the yamen, so he can rest assured.Under the leadership of Meng Haoran, the matter of reviewing poems in Daya Zhizheng Garden has also been operating normally, especially after the addition of a fixed and normalized mechanism for poetry reviews, the influence of Daya Zhizheng Garden in the literary world of Daocheng It's getting bigger and bigger.As for Tang Cheng himself, the printed poetry anthology that has been busy during this period has finally been completed.

"Laifu, you really gave the two poems that Lao He wanted to buy to him." In the study behind Daya's main garden, Tang Cheng thoughtfully tapped on the desk in front of him, still exuding a faint fragrance of ink. He raised his head and asked Lai Fu a question.

In the past few days, in order to cooperate and create the illusion that he had "run away", Lai Fu stayed in the garden and never even went out of the moon gate.

"I handed those two poems to Lao He with my own hands," he said, and Laifu also took out a piece of flying money from his sleeve, "Look, senior officials, you pay with one hand and deliver with the other. The flying ticket that Lao He gave me also said that the high officials must be able to find out about my sale of poems. At that time, the high officials will definitely not spare me. It is serious to let me take the money and run away. Look at what he said. Yes, these eighty pennies are not a small number, how can there be fakes?".

"Well", upon hearing this, Tang Cheng patted the thick stack of poems in front of him, stood up, walked around the room with his hands behind his back, and murmured, "The temptation has been tried, the capital has been lowered, and the poems have been taken, so why don't you?" Why don't you use it, master?"

A few days ago, after repeated testing of Laifu by the old servant of the He family, he finally proposed to buy poems, poems that Tang Cheng had never released to the outside world, and that no one had sung or known.After hearing the news, Tang Cheng made a plan and gave two poems that had been prepared but were useless later as a deal.

In order to cooperate with this trap, Tang Cheng even spared no effort to engrave a fake collection of poems without these two poems in order to win Lao He's trust.In fact, just half a day before Laifu traded these two poems, the final draft of the collection of real poems containing these two poems had been sent to the desks of Observation Envoy Yu Dongjun and Daoxue Xuezheng.The name used is naturally to ask them to write a preface for the collection of poems.

It is really a good thing to kill two birds with one stone, to invite these two adults to make a preface to the poetry collection, and to borrow them to be a witness of He Zhongda stealing poems due to the time difference.

However, a few days have passed since that day, and even the final draft of the anthology of poems written by the two adults has been printed and published. Bian'er was still silent.

Tang Cheng has been paying close attention to Shilin's movements these days, so he can know with certainty that Lao He did buy poems, but he did not use his own name to release the two poems he bought. .

Weird, really weird.The development of the matter now made it difficult for Tang Cheng.Now that his collection of poems has been printed, he has to give away what should be given away to those elders, but because this is still related to the trick he set for Lao He, at this time he exposed the murder weapon before he took the bait...

Damn, what the hell is Lao He doing?It is clear that half of the foot has already stepped into the sleeve, why did it tremble and refused to kick it when it was close to the goal?

Other things at hand are going well, but this one is difficult. Watching the fish bite the hook but not swallowing it firmly, this feeling of passive waiting is really depressing.Tang Cheng, who walked around the study several times with his hands behind his back, patted the collection of poems heavily, "Go, Laifu, go out and get some air."

Hearing this, Lai Fu was taken aback for a moment, "I'll go too, high officials? What if Lao He and the others see it...".

"It doesn't matter." Tang Cheng shook his head, "He Zhongda's direct use of poems is certainly a crime and saves a lot of trouble. But even in the current situation, just because they bought poems from you is enough to ruin He Zhongda's reputation. It's just adding some trouble. Can I still wait for him to succeed? Besides, if he doesn't use the poem for a day, you may not leave this garden for a day, go away."

Laifu has been holding back a lot these days, so naturally he followed Tang Cheng out of the garden happily after hearing the words.

It’s the end of summer and early autumn, and it’s refreshing to walk around the street in a lukewarm day. Tang Cheng walked and watched all the way, and finally checked that the time was almost the same, so he simply put a burden on the side of the road Throwing off his shoulders at the stall, he ate two large bowls of Physalis noodles. The taste of the noodles and noodles at this stall was not bad, but I don't know if it was because of psychological effects. Tang Cheng felt that the noodles always tasted better than King Jinzhou. What the old man did was a little bit worse.

After eating the noodles, Tang Cheng, who was sweating white on his forehead, didn't bother to wipe it off. After leaving the burden stand, his heart suddenly moved, "Laifu, let's go to Heyuan to have a look."

Lai Fu, who had just finished making money, almost staggered when he heard the words, "Your official?" Before he could say anything, Tang Cheng had already walked forward.

That day, Tang Cheng and Meng Haoran had been to He Yuan, and now this time can be regarded as revisiting the old place. As he walked leisurely, Tang Cheng naturally recalled the experience of that day, especially when thinking of the four "Mu Hus" "Female", a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

He is also a time traveler, it seems that his luck is not good enough!If this is placed on other traversers, as long as they meet such a bold and unrestrained girl once, they will inevitably meet again and again, until these four rich girls are all put on the bed, and there will be a "Four Fly" out of nowhere. "It's a real man, there's someone as unlucky as him, with his small waist hugged and his small face stuck together, unexpectedly he can't touch him anymore!

With unrestrained thoughts in his mind, it didn't take long for Tang Cheng to stand in front of He Yuan again.