Chapter 524: Those who want to be deputy leaders (please vote for me!)
In the tea house at the entrance of the alley outside the Humble Administrator's Garden, several bigwigs who had just been identified as the "Literary Anti-Thieves Group" were sitting near the window, waiting for the crowd after the meeting in the Humble Administrator's Garden.
It's not because the location near the window has better air, better lighting, and better views, but the bosses are worried that people passing by outside won't be able to see them in the teahouse.
After all, they are still thinking of getting as many people as possible to Wuxi and holding another literary conference.
But they are all big bosses with status, so they cannot shamelessly stop people on the street and ask questions.
That's why the big guys would sit by the window in the teahouse. After being seen by others, it was natural that the scholars would come over to establish connections.
The main theme is "If I bloom, butterflies will come." This is the style of a literary giant.
Normally, the bosses would be annoyed by people who come up to them and try to show their familiarity, but today they need this.
In the afternoon, people began to come out of the Humble Administrator's Garden one after another, and then dispersed into various parts of Suzhou City after leaving the alley.
The big guys sitting by the window of the teahouse at the entrance of the alley have been waiting for half an hour, but no one came into the teahouse to see them.
This is very unscientific. The bosses can't help but be suspicious. Could it be that they can't see clearly from outside?
Even if they are labeled as a "anti-thief group", it does not mean that their fame disappears instantly and they cannot be recognized immediately.
Just when they were puzzled, an acquaintance came into view of the big guys at the window.
Gong Nai, one of the three great masters in Shanzuo and a representative figure in Shandong literary circles, came out of the Humble Administrator's Garden and was passing by the alley.
Following Gong Nai were several literati from Shandong, who were talking animatedly about something.
"Zhou Ting! Here!" Zhao Yongxian, the Zuo Shilang of the Nanjing Ministry of Rites, a master of cured meat with the imperial staff, and the fifth son of the second generation of the retro sect, stretched out his hand and greeted Gong Nai loudly.
Previously, Gong Nai, who greatly admired the Qingliu forces, had always stood firmly on their side.
It's a pity that fate plays tricks on people. In order to save his idol Gu Xiancheng, Gong Nai had to sign a "deed of betrayal" and supported Lin Tailai at the literary conference against his will.
But the people of the "anti-thief group" believed that Gong Nai's heart must still be with them. As the saying goes, "I am in the Cao camp and my heart is in the Han Dynasty."
After hearing Zhao Yongxian's loud greeting, Gong Nai raised his head and looked inside the teahouse window, but did not step forward to join his colleagues.
Instead, he stood there, looking around at a loss, as if full of entanglements and hesitations.
A young scholar next to him whispered to Gong Nai: "Senior, if you cannot win the position of deputy leader on behalf of our Shandong, you will be a historical sinner in Shandong's literary world!
If that's true, how can you have the face to go back and see your fellow villagers?"
Zhao Yongxian looked at Gong Nai who had stopped moving forward. He was confused and asked loudly: "Why can't Zhou Ting come over?"
Gong Nai gritted his teeth, bowed to the teahouse window, and replied: "Don't call me again in the future, I'm afraid Lin Jiuyuan will misunderstand."
Everyone in the teahouse: ""
After they were kicked out, what happened in the Humble Administrator's Garden?
Why does it seem that even an upright person like Gong Nai has been brainwashed?
After a while, I saw Shen Mingchen, one of the three great civilian poets in the world, a former auxiliary disciple, and a leading figure in Zhejiang literary circles, walking in the carriage and walking out of the Humble Administrator's Garden.
Wang Daokun in the teahouse called out through the window: "Brother Shen!"
Wang Daokun and Shen Mingchen had known each other for decades, and had become friends since the anti-Japanese war. At that time, Shen Mingchen was an aide to Governor Hu and Wang Daokun was a coastal defense official.
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Later, Wang Daokun returned to his hometown in Huizhou to form the Xin'an School, and interacted a lot with Zhejiang literary circles. At his peak, he even organized the West Lake Poetry Society.
Although their public stances are different this time, it does not affect the personal relationship between Wang and Shen.
However, Shen Mingchen waved to Wang Daokun and left without looking back.
As an experienced veteran, Shen Mingchen knew that details determine success or failure. Especially since he and Lin Tailai had not had a close relationship before, they needed to be even more cautious.
If you don’t become the deputy leader this time, you will be in great disgrace.
The bosses of the anti-thief group in the teahouse looked at each other, as if there was an unclear shadow hanging over their hearts.
As more and more people passed by the teahouse, the big guys sitting by the teahouse windows finally realized that they might not be as popular as they thought.
Zhang Fengyi, Wang Zhideng, Wen Yuanfa and other Suzhou locals came over chatting and laughing together. Compared with outsiders, they Suzhou locals have a more relaxed mentality.
Lin Tailai is from Suzhou. With all the titles he created, he can't treat his fellow villagers badly, right?
Wang Daokun in the window shouted to Zhang Fengyi: "Zhang Lingxu! If you can still remember our thirty-year friendship, come and talk!"
Upon seeing this, Zhang Fengyi told Wang Zhideng and Wen Yuan separately and walked to the teahouse alone.
Others are afraid of being suspected by Lin Tailai, but Zhang Fengyi, as a die-hard Lin faction, doesn't have to worry.
After entering the teahouse, Zhang Fengyi took the initiative and said: "I know what you want to ask, and there is actually nothing to hide.
But even if you know what happened just now, there is still nothing you can do."
Immediately, Zhang Fengyi revealed Lin Daguanren's "New Literary League Concept" without any concealment.
"So you should break up, there is no point in resisting." Zhang Fengyi finally advised sincerely, for the sake of our thirty-year friendship.
The "anti-thief group" people became more and more confused as they listened. Indeed, just as Zhang Fengyi said, there was nothing they could do.
Their little act of resistance was completely different from Lin Tailai's situation.
It's like a three-year-old child challenging a majestic man. It's extremely ridiculous.
If we use words from a few hundred years later, this feeling would be called a "dimensionality reduction blow."
But the rebels still can't understand why Lin Tailai always has such incredible methods?
Moreover, these methods are always beyond the norm, unprecedented and unheard of, as if they do not belong to this world at all, and they are taken out by Lin Tailai out of thin air.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Only gods can have the power to create things!" Zou Diguang's mentality completely collapsed and he couldn't help shouting.
He could see that Lin Tailai's new plan would form a well-organized new system.
And these people will be excluded from the new system, and gradually disappear from the literary world without a trace!
So many years of struggle have all come to nothing!
Zhang Fengyi asked back: "Is there any problem? Isn't Lin Jiuyuan just a god from heaven descending to earth?"
Everyone: ""
Crazy! You, Zhang Fengyi, are really crazy, just as crazy as your brother Zhang Youyu!
What is the difference between your tone and those ignorant and superstitious people?
Zhang Fengyi snorted coldly, as long as he can be the deputy leader of the literary world, even if the devil comes to the world, he will praise it!