Even at night, there were still servants outside Xie's Mansion holding lanterns to shine on the wall for the husband and young masters, so that people could join in the fun.
This is the case with people. If any so-called "scholar" hears some good poems or lyrics somewhere, even if they don't have the intention to taste them, if they don't go there, they will inevitably be laughed at. The hottest topic nowadays
The poem at the door of the Xie Mansion not only involves the drunken madness, but also the favoritism of the Xie family, not to mention that a talented man like Yang Qing is also involved.
Cabinet bachelors, talented people, crazy students, in this era, any of the above are the object of everyone's attention. You may not read the poems, but you must watch the excitement, otherwise it will inevitably make people laugh.
As the word spread, more and more people gathered here, making this quiet courtyard suddenly lively.
"This poem about going up the mountain to fight a tiger is quite meaningful, but it's just a little bit frivolous. In my opinion, Yang Qing's poem is better." Some people couldn't help but sigh.
In fact, the quality of poetry depends entirely on individual perceptions. Some people are bent on seeking fame. When they are in their prime, they will naturally feel a little uncomfortable when they first encounter such "decadent" poetry. On the contrary, they feel that Yang Qing's poetry is more suitable for them.
Current state of mind.
Some people felt dissatisfied and said: "Whether it is the wording or the artistic conception, it is obvious that the skill of going up the mountain to fight tigers is better than that of Yang Xianggong. Poetry and poetry are just nonsense. It would be biased to compare them with this."
When there is controversy, some people take it seriously. In fact, there are quite a lot of people who take it seriously. Many people are red-faced because of it, friends turn against each other, and enemies may share the same hatred.
This night, going up to the mountains to hunt tigers became quite popular, and everyone was very excited.
It was the Xie family that was inadvertently disturbed. Originally, the Xie family wanted to wash away the poem about going up the mountain to fight tigers early in the morning, but before the boy could do it, he was stopped by some scholars, and he was about to roll up his sleeves and do it.
When it came to this, the Xie family was a lot more cautious and quickly asked for instructions.
The Xie family is prosperous, but the real decision-makers are only two eldest husbands and one junior husband. Among them, the most famous one is Xie Qian, who once served as a cabinet scholar and was famous for his eloquence. During the reign of the late emperor, Xie Qian became an official.
Immediately after living in Hangzhou,
He rarely shows his face. Next is Xie Qian's younger brother Xie Di, who is also a well-known scholar in Hangzhou. He won the first place in one fell swoop and is still an official in the court. As for the young man, he is Xie Qian's son Xie Pi, who ranked first in the imperial examination in the last years of Hongzhi.
Third, he has now been released as an official.
The Xie family has a transcendent status in Hangzhou. There are three Jinshi in the same family, the father is the number one scholar, and the son is Tanhua Lang, which is also a good talk for a while.
The Xie Mansion was naturally aware of what happened last night, but Xie Qian, who lived in the back house, didn't ask anything. Until early in the morning, many onlookers came one after another. Only then did Xie Qian, who was already in his seventies, finally couldn't bear to finish a bowl.
While taking a tea break, he called the chief of the mansion and asked: "There is so much noise outside, but why?"
The steward said: "There was a talented man named Yang Qing who wrote a poem on the courtyard wall. The young master loved his talent, so he ordered the villain not to erase it. As a result, it attracted many onlookers. Later, another crazy student came, too.
He mentioned a poem that seemed to be satirical to Xianggong Yang, so it caused controversy."
"Really?" Xie Qian's expression was very calm and his tone was calm and authentic: "Although Hangzhou is prosperous, it is always not very quiet. It seems that it is better to return to my hometown."
The steward smiled and said: "I am a pure-hearted man who has few desires. It is the same everywhere, but it is quite pleasant to go back to my hometown for a short stay."
Xie Qian nodded and waved his hand to signal the steward to retreat.
The steward seemed to remember something and said: "Yes, there is another thing. That Kuangsheng made rude remarks. The villain saw that he was talking nonsense, so he temporarily asked someone to imprison him in the woodshed."
Xie Qian narrowed his eyes and said, "Speaking rudely?"
"Yes." The steward said: "The villain only said "Master", "Zaifu", and then he said that Taizu had an edict, saying that if he said this, he would kill the whole clan. The villain was afraid that he would talk nonsense again, so
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Xie Qian's face remained calm and he said lazily: "This boy is indeed frivolous. Let's lock him up for a few more days to dissipate his energy. Those who don't know how to adapt will suffer greater losses sooner or later. This is for his own good."
Today's world is no longer the era of strict control of Taizu. Just like the Prime Minister, most people call him this way now. Even if the emperor heard it, he would probably just laugh it off. Who can resist the slang in the market?
?Some people just don't know what's interesting, so Xie Qian wants to sharpen his temper.
At his age, he naturally knows that everyone has been frivolous when they were young, so it may not be a bad thing to teach this crazy student a lesson.
Xie Qian said again: "It's boring here. You go and prepare the sedan. I have to go to Lingyin Temple to have tea with Zen Master Tianruo."
The steward didn't dare to neglect, so he left in a hurry.
Not long after, Xie Qian's sedan came out of the middle door and passed outside the door wall. Hearing many people's surprises and red-faced quarrels, Xie Qian still squinted his eyes and dozed in the sedan.
Perhaps twenty years ago, he would have admired those talented people who recited poems correctly, but now, he had long been tired of all this. For him, reciting poems correctly was a small skill after all, and it was not surprising. The talented people in the world
There were so many, but what achievements could a few of them achieve in the end? Talents... talents... were nothing more than topics that young people talked about, and he really couldn't afford to pay much attention to them.
The sedan passed slowly, but I heard someone chanting in my ear: "It's better to go up the mountain to hunt tigers. Listen and see, the rolling water of the Yangtze River passes eastward, the waves..."
After hearing this, Xie Qian felt a little bored.
"It's all a joke..."
When he read this, Xie Qian seemed to be a little touched in his heart. He couldn't help but whisper: "Stop."
The sedan stopped at the corner.
Some people couldn't help but sigh: "Turn around, turn over your hands, and do three points. It was not easy for the predecessors to start a business, and it will always be in vain if the descendants are unworthy. Looking back at the Han Mausoleum and Chu Temple, it is generally unrestrained in the bright moon. The setting sun is flying to the west, and the river is east.
Go and talk. Night comes, today comes tomorrow, youth suddenly passes. There are many romantic figures throughout the ages, many heroes at one time. Entering the dragon and fighting the tiger, all the hard work, ended up in a conversation and laughter."
Xie Qian's heart seemed to be severely touched.
If it were just a good poem, it would never be able to move his mind. But this one made him not only touched, but also brought tears to his eyes.
Right and wrong, success and failure... right and wrong, success and failure...
Once upon a time, he wore bright clothes and angry horses, he dominated the world, he had countless ambitions, lofty words, and lofty aspirations. But... what happened in the end? In the end, it was right or wrong, success or failure...
Xie Qian presided over the cabinet for more than ten years and made great contributions to the Hongzhi Zhongxing. After that, the late emperor succeeded to the throne. He was forced to retire from office under the attack of the traitorous party headed by Liu Jin. His life, his joys, sorrows and joys are really similar.
It was exactly what was said in the poem, which made him deeply moved.
The artistic conception conveyed in the poem made Xie Qian full of emotions and seemed to have some understanding. Since "right and wrong, success or failure" are like passing smoke, there is no need to worry about it and worry about it; it is better to express your love for the mountains and rivers and make fun of it.
Fishing and woodcutting, accompanied by the autumn moon and spring breeze, feel at ease
Complacent. His ambitions have not been fully developed in his life, but he has suffered political blows. Since he has seen through the corruption of the imperial court and is unwilling to submit to his subordinates, it is better to maintain his own integrity until he is old and in poverty. Therefore, he should take pleasure in meeting his close friends and regard the rise and fall of the past dynasties as a
Talking and joking to cheer up the wine...
All of this is not only a narrative of Xie Qian's life experience, but also an exhortation to Xie Qian, admonishing him to be able to take it up, but also to let it go.
Xie Qian pondered, pondered, felt, and recalled. Countless people and countless things passed through his mind in a single thought. These things were both happy and sad. He took a long sigh and couldn't help but murmur to himself: "So many things in ancient and modern times,
Everyone is joking and talking... Everyone is joking and talking..."