The Ming Dynasty's Spokesperson

Time is like water, and soldiers, horses, food and grass are also flowing continuously from various towns to Liaodong, where they are gathered for training.

Lin Jinglue wrote down the Japanese tactics he remembered from his previous life and sent them to Liaodong for the generals to learn from.

Most of the requisitioned generals rushed directly to Liaodong from their bases and did not waste time in the capital.

Only the deputy commander-in-chief of Songshan in Gansu Town, Da Yunhao East Tower, rushed to the capital after receiving the transfer order.

Because he serves as an officer in the Jinglue Battalion, he must act together with Lin Jinglue.

Lin Tailai looked at the dusty Dayun and asked: "Liaodong is the easternmost part of the border, so most of the soldiers recruited this time are from Ji Town, Xuanfu Town, Datong Town, and the furthest is Yulin Town.

But do you know why you were transferred from the far western town of Gansu? "

Dayun answered honestly: "I really don't know."

Lin Tailai said amiably: "Donglou, because when the army goes out, I can only sleep peacefully if you are guarding me outside the tent, so I have transferred you to be the center officer."

Dayun's chest suddenly surged, all the fatigue in his body was swept away, and he worshiped passionately:

"I am willing to work hard for the military! Even if I die, I will never be able to repay the loyalty and kindness of the military!"

Lin Tailai said happily: "You need to rest for a few days, and you may have to leave in a while."

The reason why I had to let Dayun become an officer was that the trust we had built up from having traveled thousands of miles together and fought seven battles and seven victories together was unmatched by anyone else;

Second, Dayun has a brave and capable style. If he encounters danger on the battlefield, having Dayun as an officer will provide him with an extra layer of security.

At this time, the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th of the 20th year of Wanli was coming soon. Lin Tailai was thinking about it, and after the Mid-Autumn Festival in the capital, he set off for Liaodong.

This morning, when Lin Tai came to the Ministry of Civil Affairs Examination Department to inspect the work, he was invited to the main hall by Wang Tianguan.

Maybe Wang Tianguan remembered that he also had a part-time job as the leader of the literary circle, and said to the first deputy leader surnamed Lin:

"Last year's Capital Literary Conference was not satisfactory. Now that it is a festive season, you are also in the Capital, so you can organize a replacement Literary Conference."

The literary conference last year was indeed a failure, and it happened to coincide with the political low ebb of the Lin Party.

As a result, many officials who were scheduled to attend were absent, and in the end only three or two kittens came. It was so shabby that the students from the Imperial College were used to fill the scene.

When he heard that the Literary Forum was to be reorganized, Lin Tailai replied with some trepidation: "Now that I am about to go to war, is it a bit inappropriate to organize a literary convention?"

Wang Tianguan advised: "You can't say that, Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms did not give up his elegance before the fierce battle in Chibi.

Besides, the more calm you are before a battle, the more confidence you can give people. "

Lin Tailai sighed. The real reason why he was unwilling to hold a literary conference during the Mid-Autumn Festival was that it was difficult to "create" poems for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Mid-Autumn Festival poems are inherently stereotyped, and there are very few outstanding ones.

And because I like to publish poems in groups, after so many years of struggling, I can no longer find many outstanding poems that are worthy of being the leader of the literary world.

In the end, Lin Tailai said helplessly: "Then I will participate a little bit, just show my face in the past, and keep a low profile.

After all, I am facing an expedition now, and I cannot let others say that I am frivolous, unstable, and do not have the majesty of a commander-in-chief. "

Wang Tianguan then informed: "We are almost ready, the date is set for the day after tomorrow.

There are not many gardens in the capital. This literary conference borrowed the Xuancheng Bofu Garden as the venue, which is not far from your Lin Mansion. "

Two days later, Lin Jinglue had half a day to spare and went to the Literary Forum to sit down.

He left after an hour after showing his face, and did not intend to speak or publish poems.

Lin Jinglue was sitting in the pavilion, chatting and laughing with Wang Tianguan, when he suddenly saw Han Shixian, a fellow from Suzhou, Han Shineng's elder brother who taught Xi Neng, and the hospital judge of the Taiyuan Hospital, coming over.

Next to Han Yuanjing is a middle-aged and elderly figure in his fifties.

So he asked Wang Tianguan: "Why have you started arranging doctors again? This bad habit from Suzhou is no longer necessary, right?"

Wang Tianguan pointed to the person next to Han Yuanjing and introduced: "This is Li Jianzhong, the son of the famous doctor Li Shizhen. I met him sixteen or seventeen years ago."

Oh? Hearing Li Shizhen's name, Lin Tailai raised his hand and said, "I have admired you for a long time. How is your father doing now?"

Li Jianzhong replied: "My father is still living in his old age in his hometown."

Lin Tailai sighed: "The last time I passed through Hubei, I didn't have time to pay a visit. I thought it was a pity."

Wang Shizhen interjected from the side: "There is really something that I need you to help me with."

Lin Tailai said in surprise: "Although I am good at both civil and martial arts, I know a little bit about poetry, I am proficient in geography, I know a lot about history, and I am skilled with guns and horses, but I really don't understand medicine, so how can I help?"

Han Shixian, the judge of Taiyuan Hospital, also said: "Jiu Yuanjun has made great contributions to the medical industry over the years and has vigorously promoted the progress of medical technology. Today, the medical industry has reached the time when Jiu Yuanjun needs to take action again."

Even Lin Tailai, who had already practiced his shamelessness in the court, blushed a little when he heard these two sentences.

Could it be that this kind of obedient words that make people feel comfortable both physically and mentally require a great scholar to argue for me?

"Okay, for the sake of being acquaintances, I'll take this job." Lin Tailai said, "Tell me, who should I hit? In what part? To what extent?"

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Li Shizhen's son quickly said: "No, no, Mr. Jiu Yuan has misunderstood! My father has a "Compendium of Materia Medica" that he has devoted his life to. I wonder if Mr. Jiu Yuan has heard of it?"

Lin Tailai nodded and told the truth: "It's like thunder. Fifty-two volumes, 1.9 million words, more than 10,000 medical prescriptions, and more than 1,000 illustrations, right or wrong?"

Everyone who was originally in high spirits was silenced. Are you, Lin Tailai, a human or a ghost? Are you able to pinch and count?

It was Li Shizhen's son who was the first to come to his senses and said with expectation: "Since the early years of Wanli, with the encouragement of Duke Yanzhou, I have reorganized and revised the "Compendium of Materia Medica".

In recent years, we are looking for people with great love to help us publish the "Compendium of Materia Medica". "

Others couldn't help but gasped when they heard this.

With so many words and so many irregular illustrations, printing and plate making was a costly and time-consuming project.

It will take at least a few years, and all the expenses during this period can be imagined. And if you print this thing, you won't be able to sell many copies, so it shouldn't make any money.

But Wang Tianguan added: "Nine yuan, you are not short of money, and at the same time, you have always had a close relationship with the bookseller and bookstore.

So I recommend asking you. If you feel that even nine yuan is a problem, it will be even more difficult to handle. "

Lin Tailai didn't think much about it and said calmly: "It's difficult to arrange it in Beijing. Let's go to Suzhou for printing. I, Lin Tailai, will pay for all the expenses."

Although he didn't quite understand "consumption" and "payment", he could still guess the meaning. Li Shizhen's son was overjoyed and asked: "Be brave enough to ask Lord Jiuyuan to write a preface to "Compendium of Materia Medica" to add color to the book!"

Everyone was happy for a moment, and the atmosphere was like a happy ending at the end of a comedy.

Lin Tailai secretly lamented that as long as he has power and wealth, this kind of opportunity to leave his name for future generations can actually come to his door.

Flowers bloom and butterflies come?

Lin Tailai really didn't express his desire today. While he continued to sit in the pavilion and chatted, suddenly there was a noise from the direction of the door.

If nothing else happens, someone big should be here.

Immediately someone reported that the second assistant, Zhuge Lao, was here!

So Lin Tailai said to Wang Tianguan: "Is he also related to the literary world?"

Literary conferences actually have invisible thresholds. It doesn’t mean that you can just come if you want, and you will be honored if you come.

If you have no direct connection with the literary circle, have not been invited, and if your force is not enough to convince the public, then attending a literary conference rashly can only be regarded as a lack of self-awareness.

Upon hearing Lin Tailai's question, Wang Tianguan, who was very familiar with the literary world, replied without hesitation:

"Zhu Cifu's father is Zhu Gongjie. He is one of the ten talented people in Yuezhong, and he can be regarded as a small figure in the literary world."

After hearing about the Ten Talents in Yuezhong, Lin Tailai stopped asking further questions to give Wang Tianguan some face.

Because Xu Wei and Xu Wenchang, who were criticized by Wang Tianguan as an enemy in the literary world in his early years, were one of the ten talents in Yuezhong.

But thinking of this, Lin Tailai suddenly recalled that at the end of Ming Dynasty and the beginning of Qing Dynasty, there was a famous essay writer Zhang Dai.

This is the person who wrote the paragraph "I was a dandy when I was young, and I loved prosperity, monasteries, beautiful maids, prostitutes, fresh clothes, delicious food, and fine horses."

And his grandmother Zhu is the daughter of the current second assistant Zhu Geng.

The literary world has become a circle, going around in circles like this.

The second assistant, Zhu Geng, wore an approachable scholar's uniform, walked to the pavilion, and sat on the other side of Lin Tailai-according to etiquette, he was the lowest position.

Lin Tailai couldn't help but think of the contents of a Ming Dynasty's notes. He said that he was a guest at the home of Zhu Geng, who had already been promoted to the Minister of Rites. Because the servants were too busy, Zhu Geng served the guests with his own hands without paying attention.

Then Zhu Cifu said politely: "I came to this grand meeting today because I have a request that I want to take advantage of the situation to talk to the two leaders."

Lin Tailai smiled and said: "Your Excellency is now the second assistant, what else do you need from us?"

Zhu Cifu then replied: "I would like to ask the literary world to rectify Xu Wenchang's name."

When other people around heard this, they all looked at the old alliance leader Wang Tianguan.

Xu Wenchang has been excluded from the mainstream literary world for a long time. It is all the work of leader Wang Lao, who has always spared no effort to denounce Xu Wenchang's works as rubbish.

Of course, Xu Wenchang has also been raging against the retroists, and has also made personal attacks on Wang Shizhen.

When Lin Tailai was still a young boy fighting against the hegemony of the retro-style school, he once held high the banner of Xu Wenchang and even advocated that Xu Wenchang was the spiritual leader of Xinxin Literary Society.

However, after Lin Tailai began to dominate the literary world three years ago and reached a reconciliation with the leader Wang Lao, Xu Wenchang was not mentioned much.

At this time, everyone else was looking at Alliance Leader Wang Lao, but Zhu Cifu only looked at Lin Tailai.

Lin Tailai asked Zhu Cifu: "I heard that when Xu Wenchang was imprisoned for killing his wife, it was only Zhang Yuanbo and you, two fellow countrymen, who saved him.

Later, Xu Wenchang broke up with Zhang Yuanbo and you again because of his wild and rude behavior. "

Zhu Geng smiled bitterly and said: "Senior Xu is already in his final years, mentally and physically in poor condition, and may die at any time. Why should we care about him?

In recent years, Jiu Yuanjun has been in charge of the literary world, and the situation has been changing day by day. The retro school is no longer the only one. Can he rectify the reputation of Senior Xu? "

Zhu Cifu did not mention at all that Lin Tailai once used the banner of Xu Wenchang, nor did he mention Lin Tailai's past of claiming to be the third enemy in the literary world, and he was also known as the second enemy in the literary world, Xu Wenchang.

Not to mention using these origins to plead for Xu Wenchang, this is high emotional intelligence.

Because mentioning those past things now will only embarrass Lin Tailai. After all, in the past three years, Lin Tailai no longer fights under the banner of Xu Wenchang, let alone an enemy of the literary world.

Lin Tailai turned to Wang Tianguan and said, "Xu Wenchang should have a place in the literary world. What do you think, old leader?"

Wang, the official who actually sat in the Ministry of Personnel, said very open-mindedly, "Fame and wealth are just floating clouds! What can't you see through?"

Besides, the retro faction has already declined. What's the point of arguing about grudges? It makes the dignified Tianguan look small-minded.

Lin Tailai thought to himself that it seemed that today was suitable for a happy ending, so he habitually said,

"Since it is a public case in the literary world, let's use poetry to make a conclusion for this public case!"

Several servants appeared on the left and right very smoothly, holding desks, pens, inkstones, and other things.

Lin Tailai picked up the pen and wrote, "The great way of writing is for the public, how can we force it to be the same now and in the past; just write your temperament on paper, don't let the Tang and Song dynasties linger in your heart."

Everyone can understand that this poem, when explaining the way of poetry, can also be regarded as an enlightenment for Xu Wenchang, and it also means to completely end the hegemony of the retro faction.

However, even the flag bearer of the retro school, the Minister of Personnel, Mr. Wang, did not seem to care.

The crowd did not rush to applaud, because everyone knew that the works published by Jiuyuan Zhenxian in recent years were often wholesaled in "groups".

Then, as expected, Lin Tailai did not stop writing, and wrote another poem:

"If you are willing to look for poems, you will have poems. A little bit of spiritual connection is my teacher. The sunset and fragrant grass are ordinary things, but they can be used as wonderful poems."

It is still expounding the way of poetry, but the realm of poetry expounded makes everyone feel unattainable.

"Flying flowers and leaves" are all poems, how many people can reach this realm?

Since it is a "group", there must be at least three poems. As expected, Lin Tailai continued to write:

"I must be crazy to look for poems, but I can't refuse when poems come to find me. Today, I am found by poems again, and I am alone when I see the mountains and rivers."

If the realm described in the second poem is already like a natural chasm, the realm described in the third poem makes everyone feel even more mysterious and difficult to find.

After reading the three poems, literature lovers fell into deep thought.

He is indeed a great poet. He wrote three quatrains casually and drew three realms of poetry.

Those who can reach the realm of "only writing temperament and flowing on paper" written in the first poem can be called contemporary poets.

Those who can reach the realm of "as long as you are willing to find poetry, there will be poetry" written in the second poem can leave their names in the history of literature purely.

As for the realm of "poetry comes to me" written in the third poem, Li Bai in ancient times may be one of them, and Lin Jiuyuan in modern times is probably the only one?

Lin Tailai threw down his pen, looked at his right hand and sighed: "Why can't I control this hand? I didn't intend to write poetry today!"