Chapter 677 Today is a good day for a happy reunion (please vote for me!)
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 that he remembered from his previous life and sent them to Liaodong for the generals to learn from.
Most of the requisitioned generals rushed directly from their bases to Liaodong without wasting time in the capital.
Only the deputy commander-in-chief of Songshan in Gansu Town, Da Yunhao East Building, 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 west town of Gansu?"
Dayun answered honestly: "I really don't know."
Lin Tailai then said amiably: "Donglou, because when the army goes out for battle, I can only sleep peacefully if you are guarding me outside the tent, so I have transferred you to be the commander of the Central Committee."
Dayun's chest suddenly surged, all the fatigue in his body was swept away, and he worshiped with enthusiasm:
"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, first, the sense of trust built up from having fought thousands of miles together and fought seven battles and seven victories was unparalleled by others;
Second, Dayun has a fierce and brave 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 spending the Mid-Autumn Festival in the capital, he set off for Liaodong.
That morning, when Lin Tai came to the Ministry of Civil Service 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 at 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, and the date will be set for the day after tomorrow.
There are not many gardens in the capital, so 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.
After showing his face, he left an hour later without any intention of speaking or delivering poems.
Lin Jinglue was sitting in the pavilion, chatting and laughing with Wang Tianguan, when he suddenly saw Han Shixian, a fellow Suzhou fellow, Han Shineng's elder brother who was taught by Shujishi, and a court judge of 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 to ask 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 Confucian 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, yes or no?"
Everyone who was originally in high spirits was silenced. Are you, Lin Tailai, a human or a ghost? Can you count?
It was Li Shizhen's son who was the first to come to his senses and said with anticipation: "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 such a large number of words and so many irregular illustrations, printing and plate making is a costly and time-consuming project.
It will take at least a few years, and all the expenses during this period can be imagined. Moreover, if this thing is printed, it will not sell many copies, so it should not be profitable.
But Wang Tianguan added: "Nine yuan, you are not short of money, and at the same time, your relationship with the bookseller and bookstore has always been very close.
So I recommend asking you. If you feel that even nine yuan is a problem, it will be even more difficult."
Lin Tailai didn't think much about it and said calmly: "It's difficult to arrange it in the capital. 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 bold and ask Jiuyuan Gong 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 reunion scene 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 commotion 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, or 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 rashly attending a literary conference 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, who is one of the ten talented people in Yuezhong, and can be regarded as a small figure in the literary world."
When Lin Tailai heard about the Ten Talented Men in Yuezhong, he stopped asking further questions, which was 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 talented people in Yuezhong.
But thinking of this, Lin Tailai suddenly recalled that at the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, there was a famous essayist named 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, Mrs. Zhu, was 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, was an approachable man wearing a scholar's uniform. He walked to the pavilion and sat on the other side of Lin Tailai - according to etiquette, he was in the lower 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 I saw Zhu Cifu saying politely: "I came to this grand meeting today because I have a request and 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. This 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 many personal attacks on Wang Shizhen.
When Lin Tailai, who was still a young boy, was 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 the Renewal Literary Society.
However, after Lin Tailai began to dominate the literary world three years ago and reached a reconciliation with Wang Lao, the leader, 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 got into trouble with Zhang Yuan because of his arrogance and rudeness, and you broke up again."
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 name 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 events now will only embarrass Lin Tailai. After all, in the past three years, Lin Tailai has no longer been under the banner of Xu Wenchang, let alone an enemy of the literary world.
Lin Tailai turned to Wang Tianguan and said, "There should be a place for Xu Wenchang in the literary world. What does the old leader think?"
Wang, the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, who was actually in charge of the court, said in an unusually open-minded way: "The fame, reins, and locks are all just floating clouds! What is there that cannot be seen through?"
Besides, the retro school has already declined, so what's the point of continuing to hold grudges? On the contrary, it seems that the dignified Tianguan structure has become smaller.
Lin Tailai thought to himself, it seems that today is suitable for a happy reunion plot, and he said habitually:
"Since it is a literary public case, let us use poetry to draw a conclusion to this public case!"
A few servants appeared on the left and right, carrying desks, pens, ink, paper, inkstones and other items.
Lin Tailai wrote: "The great principles of articles are public. How can we force them to be the same in the past and present? Just write down your temperament on paper, and don't let the Tang and Song Dynasties stay in your heart."
After reading it, everyone can understand that when this poem explains the way of poetry, it can be regarded as an explanation for Xu Wenchang, and it also means to completely end the hegemony of the retro style.
However, even the standard-bearer of the retro-style faction, Mr. Wang, the Minister of Civil Affairs, seemed not to take it seriously.
Everyone was not in a hurry to applaud, because everyone knew that the works published by Jiuyuan Zhenxian in recent years were often wholesaled in "groups".
Then he saw that Lin Tailai's pen had not stopped and he wrote another poem:
"But if you are willing to look for poetry, there will be poetry. A clear understanding is my teacher. Sunset grass, ordinary things, and their explanation and application are all wonderful words."
It still explains the way of poetry, but the realm of poetry described makes everyone feel that it is out of reach.
"Flying flowers and picking leaves" are all poems. How many people can reach this state?
Since the unit is "group", there must be at least three songs. Sure enough, Lin Tailai continued to write:
"I must be crazy to look for poetry, but it's hard to say goodbye to poetry when it comes to me. Now I'm looking for poetry again, and my eyes are filled with streams and mountains when I go away alone."
If the realm described in the second song is already like a natural chasm, the realm described in the third song makes everyone feel that it is even more mysterious and difficult to find.
After reading the three poems, literature lovers fell into deep thought.
He is worthy of being a great poet of his generation. He wrote three quatrains casually and demarcated the realm of three kinds of poetry.
Those who can achieve the state of "only writing their temperament on paper" as written in the first poem can be called a contemporary poet.
Those who can reach the state of "If you are willing to look for poetry, there will be poetry" written in the second poem can leave a name in history purely through literature.
As for the realm of "poetry comes to find me" written in the third poem, Li Bai may be considered one in ancient times, but Lin Jiuyuan is probably the only one in the contemporary era?
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!"