Regardless of the superficial form of a general literati gathering, under normal circumstances the general process should be as follows.
When a work comes out, everyone comments enthusiastically based on each other's status, mostly complimenting it, or making some innocuous comments, and then the next person sings the chorus.
In addition, there is a special person responsible for transcribing it and slowly circulating it during the banquet for those present to savor it.
Afterwards, the poems were compiled into a collection, and those who were able to publish and distribute them were able to expand their influence, while those who were not able to privately copied and collected them as souvenirs.
This is why the mixed literary world also needs someone to guide it. If there is no one to guide it, there is no point in breaking into the gathering.
Just like Lin Tailai now, he boarded the ship and even boarded the third deck, and published his works in the name of writing poems for Hai Rui. It can be said that he has exhausted all the traps.
But what can we do? No one supports it, and everyone ignores it.
Even if someone jumps out to criticize and belittle him, it is better than treating him coldly.
Alliance leader Wang Lao has grasped the essence of fighting Lin Tailai. Compared with quarreling, the more powerful weapon is silence. Of course, the main reason is that "noisy" cannot be achieved.
Lin Tailai could only take the initiative to attack, and directly went to the old alliance leader Wang Shizhen, and asked with hidden murderous intentions: "What do you think of this poem, Duke Yanzhou?"
As long as you, Old Leader Wang, dare to say a bad word, you will have ten times the firepower in return, unless you pretend to be deaf.
Wang Shizhen seemed to have predicted Lin Tailai's behavior. She calmly turned to Hai Rui and asked the same question: "What does Dazhong Cheng think of this poem?"
Since this poem is said to be dedicated to Hai Rui, let Hai Rui do the talking.
Hai Rui didn't want to show any face to the lyricist, so he replied: "This is a pretentious piece of work put together to please."
Lin Tailai: "."
I have never seen such a tired tool like Hai Rui. Can't you say a few words that are in line with the world?
This poem praises you, can't you happily accept the praise for you?
Wang Shizhen lowered her head and chuckled a few times. If Hai Rui didn't answer like this, it wouldn't be Hai Rui.
A few bursts of laughter immediately echoed around the building, echoing on the boat.
Lin Tailai said to Hai Rui angrily: "After all, I worked hard and rescued the boss from danger.
As a human being, if you don’t say you should repay your kindness, at least you should have a few kind words, right?"
Normally, Lin Tailai would never dare to talk to Hai Rui so boldly, but tonight was special.
After all, with the "life-saving grace" in hand, Hai Qingtian won't really do anything to him!
Hai Rui was unmoved and replied: "One is two, two is two, flattery is just flattery and has nothing to do with saving lives.
If you feel it is not worth saving, our hospital will give you your life back.
If you allow this hospital to do something bad in character because of the grace of saving your life, then that is absolutely unacceptable."
In fact, objectively speaking, this article still has merit, and its level is above the level of daily entertainment.
But because it praises himself, Hai Rui will never say anything good about it. On the contrary, he will try his best to belittle it.
At this time, Lin Tailai felt as aggrieved as a child weighing more than 200 pounds, and said to Hai Qingtian with an angry face:
"If you really feel that this Mid-Autumn Festival poem I have is useless, then please write a better Mid-Autumn Festival poem to open your eyes!
Now that you are sitting at the elegant gathering seat, Sir, please stop hiding me."
Hai Rui snorted coldly, "You, Lin Tailai, are deliberately making things difficult for us!"
It's okay to ask him to write political papers, but not poetry. He doesn't have this romantic gene in his heart.
It's about the same level as "the sun on the top of the mountain is turning yellow, and the trees on the river are beginning to turn green".
At this moment, Lin Tailai did not continue to persuade Hai Rui. Instead, he faced the crowd, raised his arms and shouted: "Let us invite Haizhong Cheng to sing a song!"
After everyone was stunned for a moment, they suddenly shouted with great enthusiasm: "Let's play one song! Let's play one song!"
After all, that's Hai Rui, and there aren't many opportunities to tease Hai Rui openly!
Besides, Hai Rui has the highest political status among the people present, so it is natural for Hai Rui to sing first.
It would be even more fun if the poems written by Hai Rui, an upright official destined to go down in history, were not very good - maybe this is what everyone is looking forward to the most.
Even the old alliance leader Wang Shizhen himself almost waved his hands and started to boo, but he held it back.
He was very sensitively aware of it, why did he let Lin Tailai set the pace without knowing it? He was the host of the elegant gathering!
But everyone's interest had already risen at this time. Under the unanimous call, he, the old alliance leader, could not forcefully stand up to spoil everyone's interest.
A successful gathering must not fail when everyone is in high spirits.
And if Hai Rui, who never entertained, sang, or entertained, could write poems, wouldn't this gathering have a very special meaning?
The well-informed and well-informed host of the Yaji, the old leader, could not stand this temptation and decided to wait and see what would happen.
Hai Rui's face turned even darker, and his mood at this moment was roughly equivalent to the embarrassing feeling of a tone-deaf person who was unwilling to show off his humiliation but was forced to sing in public at a party four or five hundred years later.
But there is never a shortage of righteous people in this world.
Everyone was teasing Hai Qingtian like this, and some people couldn't stand it anymore. They stood up and said impassionedly: "I am willing to act for Haizhong Cheng!"
And it wasn’t just one person who stood up, but two.
Lin Tai came to look and saw that one of them he recognized was Wei Yunzhen, the backbone of the Qingliu forces, who was one of the three direct ministers of Nanjing along with Li Sancai and Zou Yuanbiao.
Before the provincial examination, when Lin Tailai, as a sweeping student, had a heated debate on the Spring and Autumn Classics with Gu Xiancheng, Wei Yunzhen was there to protect Gu Xiancheng, so he knew about it.
Lin Tailai was not surprised as to why Wei Yunzhen, the backbone of the Qing Dynasty, appeared at the gathering of literary circles dominated by the retro school.
Because Wei Yunzhen had a younger brother named Wei Yunzhong, who was one of the five sons of the previous generation of the Renovation Sect, Wei Yunzhen was considered a peripheral force of the Renovation Sect, and the literary world was so intricately connected.
As for Wei Yunzhen, he may not be particularly famous in history, but he has a famous son named Wei Guangwei, who is also a figure that cannot be avoided in the history of party struggles in the late Ming Dynasty.
The other person who stood up was relatively young, looking to be in his early twenties. Not to mention Lin Tailai, many people at the table did not recognize this young man.
However, the young man did not have the bearing of a young man. He bowed to everyone without being humble or arrogant, and introduced himself: "Ruan Zihua, who was born in Tongcheng late."
Someone immediately exclaimed: "It turns out that he is a descendant of the famous Ruan family in Tongcheng! Could it be that your father was the governor of Zhejiang, Fujian and Ruan during the Jiajing period?"
Ruan Zihua replied: "Exactly."
Lin Tailai was a little speechless when he heard this young man announcing his family status. Tongcheng, Anqing Prefecture, now indeed belongs to Southern Zhili.
It was this Ruan family that later gave birth to a famous person named Ruan Dacheng. If you guessed correctly, Ruan Dacheng should be the grandson or grandnephew of Ruan Zihua.
So the current situation is that Wei Guangwei's father and Ruan Dacheng's grandfather have stepped forward and want to write poems for Hai Rui and Hai Qingtian?
This sense of absurdity can only be felt by time travellers.
For the sake of Hai Qingtian's posthumous reputation, Lin Daguanren decided to bravely stand up and prevent such ridiculous things from happening.
"I said, I am the only one who understands Haizhong Cheng best. If you want to represent him, it's up to me!" Lin Tailai, who had no seat so far, stood on the edge of the railing and said proudly to everyone.
People who knew Lin Tailai well suddenly realized that Lin Tailai's angry decision to ask Hai Rui to write poems just now was definitely intentional, and this was probably not his purpose!
Then Lin Tailai came closer to Hai Rui and asked, "If the elder has any inconvenience, I can help him. What do you think of me?"
Hai Rui did not respond to Lin Tailai's request. Instead, he looked at Wei Yunzhen and asked, "You are the one who directly remonstrated with the emperor and banned the imperial examination privileges for the children of the Prime Minister?"
Wei Yunzhen replied respectfully: "Exactly."
Hai Rui appreciated this very much and decided to give him the opportunity. He nodded and said, "Then, it's up to you."
"Wait a minute!" Lin Tailai shouted to Hai Rui: "I have saved the old man's life today. I don't want to repay the kindness. I just want to draft the Mid-Autumn Festival poems for you. Is that okay?"
Hai Rui: "."
The subtext is that if you don't even give this opportunity that does not involve issues of principle, what is the difference between being less than an ungrateful beast?
Official Lin no longer pretended, and said everything openly.
It is impossible for people like Hai Rui to become truly one of our own, there is no need to win over people's hearts, just moral kidnapping will do!
Hai Qingtian had no choice but to point at Lin Tai and say: "Then do it!"
Alliance leader Wang Lao has been "waiting and watching the changes". When he got here, he suddenly realized that the situation might be a little out of control?
He predicted Hai Rui at the beginning, and Lin Tailai also predicted Hai Rui's next steps!
But there is still a chance. No matter what poems Lin Tailai writes, he will be treated coldly just like before!
As for saying "any conspiracy and trickery are useless in the face of absolute power", that is even more impossible!
After the Song Dynasty, there will no longer be an absolutely outstanding Mid-Autumn Festival poem that lasts for hundreds of years, and neither can Lin Tailai.
Lin Tailai seemed to be afraid that Hai Rui would regret it, so he hurriedly said: "The next poem I'm going to write is called Mid-Autumn Night!"
Then he recited in one breath: "The queen is like a pair of flower slaves. First she evokes Chang'e's laurel hall, performs a new song of colorful clothes, the pipa strings are dancing, the singing and the sheng are bright, and the music is soft."
Everyone at the table was speechless after hearing this. Although they were not allowed to comment on Lin Tailai's poems due to the ban imposed by the old alliance leader, they were all complaining crazily in their hearts.
This poem is full of scenes of birds and birds, orchestral songs and dances, and the Mid-Autumn Festival celebrations. It was really made up with your eyes open!
Tonight's gathering is so plain, how could there be the scene mentioned in the lyrics? The creation is not made up, it cannot be divorced from reality!
Only the old alliance leader Wang Shizhen, who was very sensitive to Lin Tailai, felt uneasy and had a vague feeling of something bad.
"This is nonsense!" Hai Rui and Hai Qingtian were furious. He stood up and waved his sleeves, about to leave the table!
I asked you, Lin Tailai, to draft Mid-Autumn poems for you, but what kind of nonsense is your poem?
Can we use words such as "Shen Rushuangxiahuanucao", "New song of neon clothes", and "Wu Yin is delicate" about Hai Rui?
Lin Tailai quickly asked: "What? Sir, are you not satisfied? If you are not satisfied, just say so. If you don't tell me, how will I know that you are not satisfied?"
Sir, please sit down, I will correct you now, there is also a song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"!"
Lin Tailai then recited the poem: "The autumn moon suddenly shines brightly, and the clogs are everywhere in front of the mountain. Looking from afar, there are lanterns and pavilions, and thousands of tiny stars hanging in the air."
Princes and grandsons were marching in groups, singing and dancing girls were sitting around, crowds of people crowded around to watch the scene. Only the mournful autumn guests stared at the blue sky with white eyes."
We are all experienced experts. The first half of many Mid-Autumn poems are mainly about scenery, and the second half begins to express emotions. This article seems to be no exception.
Then I heard the following line: "Things of the ages, a dream, are always pitiable. Whether the moon in the Wu Palace is there or not, how many years has it been up and down."
There are infinite rich families and beautiful houses, there are also bamboo fences and thatched huts, and they are as bright as the soul. Don't wait for Yu Xiaoche, I want to sleep on a fishing boat."
After everyone listened, they felt that the first wonderful thing about this poem was that the perspective of the scene was very far away, as if a bystander was calmly watching the Mid-Autumn Festival from a distance.
The second wonderful thing is that from this macro perspective, it naturally leads to the rise and fall of the ages, and the pattern suddenly rises.
This Mid-Autumn Festival poem is definitely not as good as the Song Dynasty's masterpiece, but the artistic conception is enough to overwhelm the people present, and the works they prepared are obviously inferior.
How could an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy riding a horse write such an artistic conception?
Lin Tailai looked slightly satisfied and asked Hai Rui, "How do you think this article was written for Mr. Boss?"
Hai Rui's face twitched. He really didn't want to say good things about Lin Tailai, so he said: "It's too empty to forcefully create an artistic conception."
Lin Tailai patted his thigh without hesitation, "It doesn't matter, there's more! Listen to my song "Niannujiao·Mid-Autumn Festival Poems for Gangfeng Haigong" again!"
The old alliance leader Wang Shizhen's heart skipped a beat. Another very long word card!
Lin Tailai, that bastard, all the lyrics he used today were long, and none of them were less than a hundred words!
Forget about four-line quatrains, don’t even write eight-line rhyme poems!
Each article takes a long time. How long is the total time for the gathering?
If there were ten or eight articles of this length, others would just be the audience!
Lin Tailai has already recited the new words Shangqiu: "At the beginning of the round, the universe is full of autumn colors, divided into half. The fog gathers and the clouds gather innumerable, and the stars are scattered.
The jade sky is soaring high, the Milky Way is clear and shallow, floating on endless shores. The mountains are thousands of miles away, and they are as bright as green and green."
Everyone has nothing to say about this. The upper column is still about scenery, and the scenery of the Mid-Autumn Festival is written over and over again in these patterns.
I also heard the following sentence of this article: "It's a pity that the beautiful scenery caused me to fall asleep early. Many Handan officials gave it to me all night long, leaving no one awake to watch it."
Gu Ying wanders around, thinking about Yuan Hong's farewell boat, who will accompany him tonight. Several bagpipes are playing by the Wuding Bridge."
As expected, the drama is all in the second half, which is really interesting.
From it, we can hear the ridicule of the current dynasty, the worry about the hidden dangers in the prosperous age, and the resentment that talents are not recognized.
Again, Lin Tailai's words are indeed not as good as those of the Song Dynasty, but they are much better than them.
Lin Tailai said loudly to Hai Rui: "This article expresses worries about current affairs, but it is completely tailored to your taste, sir! Just tell me if it works!"
Hai Rui: "."
He didn't know how to answer. He felt that the article was quite good, but he didn't want to admit that Lin Tailai had written it well.
Lin Tailai didn't wait for Hai Rui's reply, he patted his thigh again and said tenaciously: "It seems that the boss is still not satisfied?
But it doesn’t matter, I still have a lot here! Each article is a long word, and you must write it until you are satisfied with it!”
Wang Shizhen, the old alliance leader, finally realized that Lin Tailai's behavior was really about suppressing conspiracies and conspiracies with absolute power.
It's just that this "absolute power" does not refer to the absolute quality of the poems, but the number of pieces and words!
Hold high the banner of Hai Rui, and then the flood will flood and occupy Yaji.
Listening to Lin Tailai's eloquent lyrics, Leader Wang looked at the quatrains he had prepared in advance and couldn't help but fall into self-doubt. Is the number of words the king?
This kind of drama is the most labor-intensive. I have to think of new scenes every time. Please give me the last monthly ticket this month!!!
