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The Storm at the End of the Ming Dynasty Volume 11 Sixty-seven, just finish singing and I will appear (3)

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    "Here's a bowl of um, Yangchun noodles!"

    The waiter saw this gorgeously dressed guest walking in and walked straight to the upstairs seating area. He originally thought he was a wealthy guest, but he didn't expect that he was a poor man.  In the old Jinling Academy, there were very few people who were poor like this. Who among the students from the Imperial College would ask for a bowl of Yangchun noodles when they came out!

    "This Your Majesty, don't you want some other dishes? The wine in the shop is very good. A talented man like you, after drinking it, can write hundreds of poems like Taibai."

    The waiter was good at soliciting business, but the customer just ignored him: "The payer didn't come, so I might have to pay for it myself. I don't care about that much for now. Let's wait until the payer comes. Let's serve a bowl of Yangchun noodles first!  "

    Hearing this, the waiter cursed in his heart, but he could only go to the kitchen and ask for Yang Chun noodles.  Nowadays, there are dragons and crouching tigers in Jinling City. Who knows if this poor man is a big shot. Anyway, there are not many guests now, so this guy only occupies a private box.

    Not long after Yang Chun came up, an old scholar in a wide robe and long sleeves walked over slowly. Following the old scholar, there was a man with sharp eyes.  When the man in the box saw them, he laughed and slapped the table: "Waiter, waiter, take away the Yangchun noodles, bring good fish and meat, and bring two bottles of Xinxiang wine, a bottle of luminous dew, and a bottle of that something."  beer!"

    "Well done to you as a gift. You can eat a bowl of Yangchun noodles by yourself. Not only do you have good fish and good meat when you see us coming, but you also need good wine. I asked you why you should not invite you to my house. You have to come here."  Come to Hengbo Tower!"

    "That's natural. I've long heard that Hengbo Tower is a separate property of Hengbo Society in Xinxiang. Mr. Hengbo has become famous in recent years. Anyone who has been to Xinxiang will talk about him. Since Hengbo Tower is  Her property, of course, must have some romantic aura." The calligrapher, known as Gui'erli, clapped his hands and laughed.

    "Sit down, sit down, Cheng Zhengfu should be here in a while. I sent someone to leave a message for him." The old scholar greeted the sharp-eyed man next to him.

    The man smiled slightly and bowed his hands to Gui'er: "Jinhua Li Xianlian, nicknamed Fan. Meet Mr. Yiqun and Zhuhua Kuangke!"

    Gui Erli is Gui Zhuang, who is as famous as Gu Jiang. The so-called Gui Qi Gu Wei, their temperaments were originally quite different from those of the scholar-bureaucrats who followed the rules at that time.  That's why Gu Jiang called a woman Liu Rushi Mr. Liu and respected Liu Rushi very much.

    Hearing this Li Xianlu call his own name, he was very happy when he returned to the village: "Okay, I am relegating you to a worthy brother, can you have a drink?"

    "If it's Shaoxing rice wine, a pound is fine. If it's Xinxiang Shaoxing, half a pound will be enough."

    "Okay, let's take half a catty as the measure, and let's go back to our fun!"

    "Wait a minute. Gui'er Li, I'm not inviting you here this time just to introduce Li Xian couple to you." The old scholar hurriedly said: "Let's talk about business first. After that, you guys will have a drink."

    Guizhuang glanced at him: "Mr. Mu Zhai, is there anything more serious than drinking? Now you are a high-ranking member of the court. You have so many things to do, why don't you go and handle official business quickly? What are you doing here?"

    The old scholar was Qian Qianyi, and Li Xianqiu was not an unknown person in history. His other name was Li Yu, and his article "Fujian" was included in the textbooks of later generations.  The masterpiece "Meat ~ Futon" is a work that countless well-educated people have studied hard.  The two of them came together to find Guizhuang, and they really had something serious to do.

    Qian Qianyi coughed dryly: "To be honest, I want to ask Gui'erli to come out and file a report. Li Xianlu can help me."

    Guizhuang¡¯s character is a bit weird, and Qian Qianyi is not willing to make any detours with him, so he goes straight to the point.  After saying this, Guizhuang was stunned, and then laughed: "A few days ago, Gu Yanwu also wrote to invite me, but I rejected it. Didn't Mu Zhaigong already have "Nandu Weekend" in his hands, why would he still want to  File another report?"

    Qian Qianyi was a little embarrassed, but he knew that if he wanted to invite Guizhuang out, he had to explain to him: "There is another reason for this matter To be honest, Cheng Zhengfu asked me for "Nandu Weekend", and I can't wipe it away.  However, the two consecutive issues of "Nandu Weekend" were really outrageous and were clearly causing trouble for the imperial court. I advised Cheng Zhengfu to change his ways, but he didn't listen. This time  Please, you two, try to persuade Cheng Zhengfu once more. If that doesn't work, we will start another newspaper and ask the two editors to write the paper. You must suppress Cheng Zhengfu's momentum to prevent him from becoming arrogant."

    This statement was still not complete, so Guizhuang could naturally hear it, and he sneered: "Mr. Mu Zhai, you want us to perform on the stage. You can just finish the song and I will appear on stage, but I have no such interest."

    "I originally wanted to invite Feng Youlong, but unfortunately I only got the news a few days ago that he has passed away. Now I want to invite Wang Jian'an. He has never been on good terms with us in Donglin. I am afraid that I am willing to take the opportunity to come with you."The real husband plays the opposite role, but he is about the same age as Feng Youlong, and he is also very old.  "Qian Qianyi had no reason to say "Gui Zhuang", but he started talking to himself. Hearing what he said, Li Xianlu felt a little anxious. This was not persuasion, but clearly an insult to Gui Zhuang. What Qian Qianyi meant by his words  , isn¡¯t it true that Guizhuang is a substitute for the substitute, a substitute that is only found when there is really no one left?

    He doesn¡¯t fully understand Guizhuang¡¯s temperament yet, so he doesn¡¯t understand. Only in this way can Qian Qianyi make Guizhuang truly listen attentively.

    Sure enough, Guizhuang sat upright with a look of disdain on his face.  Feng Youlong is Feng Menglong, a master of worldly affairs novels at that time, and he was also good at publishing books. Wang Jian'an is Wang Siren. He was an old guy who played opposite to Donglin's senior Li Sancai, and he was also fiery and could curse.

    If these two people run a newspaper, they can really do it.

    "When I think that these two people have either reached the peak of happiness or are dying of old age, but there are no successors and the literary world has withered, so that Cheng Zhengfu can also show off his power in front of me, I am really unwilling to accept it. After thinking about it, the younger generation is defeated.  There are still some candidates, but they are not sure that they can beat Cheng Zhengfu. Erli, look at Cheng Zhengfu¡¯s current articles, they are much sharper than before.¡±

    "Wait a minute Did Yu Jimin ask you to do this report?" Guizhuang was initially disdainful, but after thinking about it, he suddenly understood: "Did you seek refuge with Yu Jimin?"

    "What's the point? I'm a Ming Dynasty scholar and Minister of Rites. Why do you want to take refuge with Yu Jimin? I just have an old relationship with Yu Jimin because of Fang Mizhi. Although we have different political opinions, I don't want to see him being arranged like this.  "Qian Qianyi said righteously and sternly.

    Guizhuang's face was gloomy and uncertain. Gu Yanwu once invited him to go to "Minsheng Express" to help, but he refused because he was unwilling to go north to Shandong, let alone help Gu Guai, who was as famous as himself.  He was silent for a while and said with a smile: "In other words, this new report by Mu Zhaigong is going to praise Yu Jimin and have a fight with Cheng Zhengfu?"

    "It's not flattering. Yu Jimin said something to me when he told me to run a newspaper. I admired it very much, so I remember it to this day." Qian Qianyi said: "Reporters should be public-spirited and should not be selfish.  ¡­¡±

    "Stop talking about these high-sounding words, stay in the court to deal with the emperor." Guizhuang waved his hand: "Yu Jimin has the "Minsheng Express" and "Xinxiang Daily" in his hand, why use this new newspaper again?"

    "I can figure this out. Cheng Zhengfu is scolding Yu Jimin. The newspaper he runs now only prints 10,000 or 20,000 copies. Half of them are sold and half of them are given away. The impact is limited. If Yu Jimin really did it in his two newspapers,  Wouldn't arguing with him actually increase his momentum?" Li Xianlu said with a smile: "Besides, given Yu Jimin's current reputation, it would be unseemly to quarrel with Cheng Zhengfu and say so in these two newspapers. Others think that these two newspapers are  He did it, so it may not be fair. Just now Mr. Mu Zhai said that retribution is fair, and that is what he meant."

    When I returned to Zhuang, I didn¡¯t think about it carefully at first, but when I thought about it deeply at this time, I realized that it was indeed the case.  He raised his glass and paid tribute to Li Yu: "Refined human relations are the basis of articles. Li banishing Fan is good, quite good!"

    "I am determined to help Yu Jimin, but I have never had the chance. This time I visited Duke Mu Zhai, and I was favored by Duke Mu Zhai, so I asked me to come and help Brother Gui." Li Xianlu sat upright and said, "I am not afraid of Brother Gui's jokes. I have done this twice.  I was disappointed when I saw that those people whose articles, knowledge, character and morals were not as good as those of my younger brother, who had won honours, I have long been tired of the scientific examination. It is rare that Yu Jimin also doesn't like the scientific examination, so I am willing to agree with him."

    He said this after seeing Guizhuang's character, but it is indeed true.  Guizhuang heard the sincerity in his words and slapped the table: "That's very true. Gui looks down on others, but Yu Jimin's distinction between Huayi and Huayi makes Gui fall in love!"

    When he said this, he threw his chopsticks and said: "The Chinese have become barbarians, and living is worse than death"

    He was about to continue, when he suddenly heard a laugh: "Hey, isn't this a gift for your return? There is some great work, and I just want Brother Yu to read it."

    When I returned to Guizhuang, I was originally very excited about poetry and wanted to write more. But after hearing these words, my poetry was stopped. I looked sideways at the person who came, and it was none other than Cheng Xinzhen.  Guizhuang sneered: "Cheng Zhengfu, do you want to hear my new poem? I read it the day before yesterday and I did get one. Please listen carefully to me!"

    Cheng Xianzhen was also familiar with him. They had had friendship in the past. She knew he had this kind of temperament and didn't feel any difference at first.  Guizhuang glanced at him sideways, and then chanted: "The hypocrite is good at writing, and the ghosts and gods are weeping and frightened by the storm. He is boastful and unreasonable. He once lost his reputation, but he seems to have never recognized him!"

    As soon as these words came out, the smile on Cheng Xiazhen's face disappeared. It was both red and purple. It was really no different from the new vegetable purple eggplant from Xinxiang!

    This is clearly an accusation. Cheng Xinzhen once demoted Li Zicheng and served as an official under Li Chuang!

    It was several years ago that Cheng Xianzhen surrendered to Chuang, and the initial turmoil has gradually subsided.Moreover, in the past few years, the political arena has been turbulent, and no one mentioned these old things again.  Nowadays, he is the chief writer of "Southern Weekend" and his reputation is booming. Recently, he has been full of guests and wine glasses. Many Confucian scholars who come here respectfully call him Mr. Zhengfu or even "Chengzi".  People carried people in sedan chairs, and no one mentioned the disgraceful past, and he himself forgot about it.

    "The poem written by Guizhuang is like an invisible slap on the face of Cheng Xiazhen, who feels good about himself!

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