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What Li Linfu is reviewing is the list of compilers and compilers of "Tianbao Dadian".
It is now May, and the compilation of the ceremony has been in progress for more than a month. The list has already been reviewed by the officials under the Right Prime Minister's Mansion. As a result, these wastes were full of mistakes and omissions, until Li Linfu discovered that the official department had transferred many people who had been demoted from foreign affairs.
political opponents were recruited back to the capital.
Of course, he had already eliminated those who were threats, and the only ones left were some knowledgeable people with low official positions. He could not tolerate even this, so he personally reviewed the list and stayed up all night to screen out these people tirelessly.
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There were several types of political opponents he singled out. Most of them had transfer documents from the Ministry of Civil Service that had not yet been reviewed and were promptly rejected by him;
A small number of them have been transferred back to Chang'an, and most of them have not yet been transferred to official positions. They only serve as editors and editors. There is no hope for these people to have new official positions.
In order to escape the pain of being relegated while the saint was studying, Li Linfu wanted them to take advantage and lose their official positions, and then wait for the election for the rest of their lives.
At the third watch, Li Linfu was so sleepy that his old eyes were dizzy. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the words on the paper again, but he still felt a little blurry.
But he insisted and looked at the next name.
"Wang Changling."
Wang Changling cannot be called a political enemy, but he is also one of the targets of his relegation and suppression.
If I remember correctly, it was the twenty-fifth year of Kaiyuan, when Li Linfu had just ascended to power and exiled Zhang Jiuling. Wang Changling was only a minor official at the time, but he dared to speak for Zhang Jiuling, so he demoted him to Lingnan.
Unexpectedly, Wang Changling did not die in Lingnan.
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At the same time, in the courtyard of the Secretary's Office, some people were drinking.
“When relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, their hearts are filled with ice in a jade pot.”
“Haha, come, let’s have a drink together and support Brother Wang!”
The wine cup was raised, facing the bright moon, Wang Changling raised his head and poured the wine directly into his mouth.
Everyone around him was imitating the same, showing off his madness. Even Wang Wei, the poet Buddha who had always been indifferent and free and easy, had a smile on his face, as if he had returned to his unfettered youth.
Except Xue Bai. He just picked up the wine glass very restrainedly and took a sip.
“Is there a singing girl?” Wang Changling suddenly asked.
He was fifty years old at the time, with a tall build and majestic appearance. His character and temperament were somewhat like those of the older Yan Zhenqing. However, his behavior was different, with more of a wanton and unbridled attitude.
Zhu Wei said: "Brother Tian, if you want to listen to the music, just call for someone to come."
Xue Bai is now Tai Le Cheng, but there are more singing girls in Taichang Temple than Tai Le Department. Wang Wei does not need to ask Xue Bai to come forward, he recruits a follower and whispers: "Le Sheng is teaching in Lefang today, go
Urge him and ask him to bring his disciples."
Xue Bai would definitely not have made such a small mistake, lest it affect his official career. Although he often caused some big troubles, these Tang poets did not care.
Xue Lang, do you know why I am listening to the music first at this time?"
"Appreciate further details."
Wang Changling then told a little story.
In the past, he went to a restaurant to drink with Gao Shi and Wang Zhihuan, and suddenly he met a singer playing some of the most famous songs of the time.
The three of them were all the most famous figures in the poetry world, so they made a private bet to see who among the singers could sing the most songs.
Xue Lang, guess who won in the end?"
“It’s Brother Wang who wins?”
Wang Changling smiled and gestured with two fingers, and said with a smile: "They sang two of my songs, and only sang one of Gao Thirty-five. Brother Zhihuan was not convinced, saying that the singers were all unknown girls, so they could only
Sing some folk songs. He pointed out the most beautiful ones,
The most outstanding singer, speaking of her being elegant, when she sings, if it were not for his Wang Zhihuan's poems, she would no longer compete with us in this life, but if it were, Gao Sanwu and I would worship him as our teacher.
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Xue Bai asked: "Which song is this singer singing?"
Wang Changling set up the table and opened his mouth to sing.
Far up the Yellow River, among the white clouds, there is an isolated city on the Wanren Mountain. Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass through the Yumen Pass. "
I don’t know where Wang Wei took out the flute and started playing it. The sound of the flute spread throughout the Secretariat Department.
Wang Changling was in high spirits. He sang it twice, poured two glasses of wine on the ground, and murmured in a low voice: "Brother Haoran, brother Zhihuan, I'm back to Chang'an again."
As soon as the music stopped, he got excited and pointed at Wang Wei and Xue Bai,
“How about we have another competition today between you and me?”
Wang Wei nodded and responded: "Okay."
Xue Bai was still not crazy enough and said humbly: "I am definitely not worthy to be compared with these two."
"There is no need to be modest, you are a rising star in the poetry world." Wang Changling said with a smile: "Now that I am the eldest among the three, I can be as dishonest as Brother Zhihuan."
It is said that he wants to cheat. With Wang Changling's reputation in the Tang Dynasty poetry circle today, as long as he competes, it is equivalent to recognition of this young man Xue Bai.
After a while, Li Guinian came with his female disciples, and they all put out their musical instruments. The first song they sang was Wang Wei's poem, which was the same poem praising virtues that had been published in the Di newspaper.
"The phoenix rises towards the blue sky, and the dragon picture shines in the golden mirror. Weiyue surrenders his two ministers, and wears the sky to visit all the surnames."
The second song is a poem by Xue Bai praising his virtues...actually it is a poem by Wang Wei.
They drank wine and listened to music in the imperial government office. It was actually necessary to praise the saint like this.
Wang Changling felt very disappointed. As expected, he was still a swindler. He stepped forward and grabbed a pipa and said, "I'm here to sing you a new poem of mine."
His fingers touched the strings, and the tune sounded. He opened his mouth, his voice was old and sad, but what he sang was "Spring Palace Song".
Last night the wind opened and exposed the peaches in the well, and the moon was high in the front hall of Weiyang.
“Pingyang singing and dancing are newly favored, and the spring cold outside the curtain is bestowed with brocade robes.”
The singing seems to have traveled through a thousand years of time, taking people back to the Han Dynasty.
It was the warm season of spring, and in the front hall of Weiyang Palace, the moon was shining high, the silver light was spreading, and the peach blossoms were in full bloom thanks to the rain and dew. The singer Wei Zifu of Princess Pingyang's family was beautiful and good at dancing, and she was favored by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.
Favored, specially given a brocade robe.
She was so favored that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty deposed Queen Chen Ajiao, which shows that she liked the new and disliked the old, and was licentious and extravagant.
A poem that expresses the favor of the new people, but secretly expresses the resentment of the old people. The smile on Li Guinian's face became awkward, and even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes looked helpless.
The wine is almost gone and everyone is drunk. Let’s take a rest early.”
“Yes, others are compiling books, so it’s not appropriate for us to drink and have fun here.”
Everyone said this, and the atmosphere was almost destroyed. Xue Bai said: "I will lead Brother Wang to the residence."
“Thank you, Xue Lang.”
Xue Bai then led Chang Ling to look at him and walked back.
Walking through the long corridor, Wang Changling stopped, stroked the pillars beside the corridor, and said: "Secretary Department, it's been twenty and one year... In the fifteenth year of Kaiyuan, I passed the Jinshi Ranking. Just like you, I also started as an official.
School Secretary."
He looked at Xue Bai and said: "But I was not as young as you at that time. I was almost 30 years old. The road to fame is not easy. When I was young, I wanted to go to the frontier to pay homage to the Jiedushi, but it didn't go well.
Fortunately, the name of the poem spread throughout the world and was recognized by Duke Zhang. At the beginning of his career as an official, his official career was smooth."
I am also able to survive to this day because of Zhang Gong's protection."
"heard."
The moonlight was not too dark, so Xue Bai blew out the lantern and chatted with Wang Changling in the courtyard. He had a piece of news to say.
But it was Zhu Changling who was the first to join the conversation.
“You’ve taken the right steps to become a scholar and become a scholar. The next step is to be released as a lieutenant?”
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The promotion path in the officialdom of the Tang Dynasty was basically like this. With this backbone and local grassroots qualifications, they could be transferred back to serve as middle-level Qing Wangyan officials.
For example, Yan Zhenqing became the school secretary twelve years ago. He stayed filial piety for three years, and then re-examined the Bo Xue Hong Ci subject and served as Jiwei. Later, he was appointed as the censor and inspected Longyou. His official rank seems to be very low, but his qualifications and reputation are enough.
Qicai Qianyouzigongzhi has actually taken a crucial step. He only needs to move to another official position one or two times to advance rapidly and enter the candidate queue of minister and prime minister.
Wang Changling originally planned to be promoted in this way, and sighed: "I have been the school secretary for four years. I have learned a lot and have passed the exam. I was promoted to Shuixian Wei, an official position under the ninth rank."
He spoke earnestly, and added: "With merit, you can be promoted to an official position without having to take the civil service examination. But remember, don't be greedy for rank. You would rather be downgraded than be a Jiwei. You would rather be a Shuiwei than Jiang Ningcheng."
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They have just met each other. It is not easy for Wang Changling to remind him like this. No wonder he has friends all over the world.
“Thank you, Brother Wang, for the suggestion.” Xue Bai thanked him solemnly.
Although he knew all these principles, only Wang Changling had a deep understanding of them.
The Tang Dynasty is based in Guanzhong, and all wealth, resources, and official positions are tilted towards Guanzhong... Except for the flow of military power to border towns in recent years, everything else is given priority to Guanzhong. If you want to climb up the fastest, just
It has to be in Ji County.
Seeing that the young man listened to the advice, Wang Changling nodded happily and sighed: "I can only remind you about officialdom matters up to this point. I can't teach you anything further. I can only remind you not to follow me."
The footsteps of."
That was in the twenty-fifth year of Kaiyuan. He had been in office for ten years and was about to take a crucial step to supervise the censor. It happened that Zhang Jiuling lost power in the court and Li Linfu became the prime minister.
He was the number one poet in the Tang Dynasty at that time, but the great power came and all his efforts in the past ten years were in vain. Because of this incident, he was demoted to Lingnan.
“Lingnan is too bitter.” Even Wang Changling sighed when he mentioned Lingnan and said, “I was going to die in Lingnan.
But God favored me, and in February of the 27th year of Kaiyuan, the saint granted me a general amnesty. Not long after I arrived in Lingnan, I returned to Chang'an, and was later transferred to the position of Prime Minister of Jiangning County."
Transfer means that after a convicted official is pardoned, he is moved to a nearby place and resettled. He has almost no hope of promotion in his life and is lucky not to be demoted.
At this time, Xue Bai just told the news he had learned.
I have an elder in the Ministry of Personnel who told me a while ago that Brother Wang, you are afraid that you will be demoted again...
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“Wang Changling?“
Li Linfu murmured, thinking that just over a month ago, he saw someone exposing Wang Changling for making many mistakes in Jiangning.
He stood up, called over a drowsy waitress, and ordered: "Ask the staff to immediately find the writings from Jiangning last month."
“Here.“
The staff of the prime minister's office also worked hard and found the documents requested by the right minister overnight.
Li Linfu took it and turned it over, and sure enough, several county officials in Jiangning participated in Wang Changling's performance, saying that he was "not careful in his actions, and his words and deeds contradicted each other."
The so-called "not meticulous" means not paying attention to small details. There are many examples listed in the official documents, such as Wang Changling, who is fond of drinking and drinking, and often suffers from hangovers; he is passive in government affairs and refuses to interfere with county selection;
Below the official document of self-entertainment, attached is a personal letter, which contains a poem by Wang Changling, titled "Spring Palace Song".
Li Linfu remembered that he had dealt with this matter, so he asked someone to search for the official document sent to the Ministry of Personnel and left the note "Right Prime Minister, I found it."
“Bring it.“
He took it and looked at it. The official document said "demoted to Long Biaowei", and surprisingly it also had the seal of the Right Prime Minister.
“What a bunch of people who have nothing to do with their bodies! How dare a person who has been demoted to a high position be transferred back to the capital? Let Chen Xilie come and see his true self!
“Alang, it’s still under curfew at this time..
“Let Chen Xilie come! Doesn’t he get enough sleep?!”
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"Ah, this...
It was already the fourth watch when Chen Xilie hurried to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
He was sleeping soundly when he was called over. At this time, he was still in a daze. He stared at the words on the official document with his eyes wide open and his face was full of confusion.
"Wang Changling? Did the lower officials transfer him to Chang'an? I don't know about this. The saint issued an order to compile a grand ceremony and summoned scholars from all over the world to come to the capital. The list was very long, probably one or two thousand people. I thought... the right prime minister asked someone to
Reviewed."
Li Linfu was furious and angry at Chen Xilie's perfunctory attitude. It was precisely because of this that he placed Chen Xilie in the position of left prime minister for so many years.
“Your right Prime Minister, please calm down.” Chen Xilie added: “I have never seen this official document. Most of the affairs of the civil service department are in charge of Minister Daxi.”
Like a punch, Li Linfu had nowhere to vent his anger, so he sent someone to call Da Xixun to the fifth watch. When Da Xixun saw the official document, his face changed, and he secretly screamed.
It doesn't matter if you can't handle other things well. With the limited capacity of the right minister, if you make such a mistake, it will be the end.
He did receive this official document before. What he thought at that time was that although Wang Changling was only a small official, he had a great reputation.
He would definitely be scolded if he demoted Wang Changling. Then Li Bai, Wang Wei and Gao Shi would be in trouble again. Therefore, he specially asked Du Youlin to take charge of this matter.
“Returning to your right minister, it’s Du Youxian!”
Da Xixun wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "Wang Changling defected to the Yang Party, so Du Youlin deliberately delayed...
“You still dare to quibble?” Li Linfu dropped the poem written by Wang Changling, “If he is willing to join the Yang Party, he will not spend his whole life in the eighth or ninth rank official. They are all self-interested trash!”
Da Xixun responded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, but it is true that Du Youlin has been deceiving his subordinates about this matter. He said that he had issued an official document and demoted Wang Changling to Longbiao County. But the left prime minister never told me that he would be recalled.
Chang'an is safe."
"You blame me?" Chen Xilie immediately scolded me angrily, "How have you ever asked me about the affairs of the official department? How dare you blame me for not doing the right thing now?"
“I don’t dare, because the official is talking about the secretary’s affairs.
"enough."
Li Linfu shouted, too lazy to pay attention to these two incompetent subordinates. He calmly and majestically walked back behind the screen and gave two words of instructions.
“Demoted.”
“Here.“
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The next day, Chen Xilie went to the Secretary's Department to look at things, and the first thing he did was to order someone to bring over the list of editors.
He sat down in the public room, sighed, and cursed secretly in his heart.
“You are asking for a cockfight and making a fuss out of a molehill. Do you really think you are superior to me?”
After a while, the list came. Chen Xilie found Wang Changling's name, crossed it out and ordered someone to find the document of his death and send it to the watch department.
At this moment, someone outside the public house said: "Prime Minister Zuo, Xue Zhuangyuan is here."
“Hey, it’s true, I said, Xue Lang is here, there is no need to spread the news, why don’t you welcome him quickly?”
“Here.“
The middle door of the public house was pushed open, and Xue Bai led Wang Changling in.
“I’ve met the left prime minister.”
Wang Changling also held the ceremony and said: "Mr. Chen, I haven't seen you for many years...I have met the left prime minister."
"Young uncle, don't be too polite." Chen Xilie stepped forward quickly, took Wang Changling's hands, looked them up and down, and sighed: "I haven't seen you in nearly twenty years, how come you are older than me now?!"
“The wind and frost on the road to derogation are so frustrating.” Zhu Changling said with a smile.
One was wearing a purple robe and the other was wearing a green robe. There was a huge disparity in status between the two of them. It looked quite discordant. Chen Xilie couldn't help but booed. He turned to Xue Bai and sighed: "When the young uncle was studying here, I was a student of Jixian Academy. I happened to
There were contacts and occasional contacts, and he was in his prime that year."
“It turns out that Prime Minister Zuo and Wang Zuanxiu are old acquaintances.” Xue Bai said, “That’s good.”
“See you again after a long separation.”
When Chen Xilie heard Xue Bai's words "That's good", he had a premonition that it was not good. He turned his back and coughed, "Cough, cough, cough. I occasionally feel cold. Is Zuo Xiang sick?" Xue Bai immediately answered, "Alright.
In this way, the selection of manuscripts for "Tianbao Wencui" is handed over to Wang Zuanxiu so that Prime Minister Zuo can rest, how about it?"
“It’s not a problem, it’s not a problem.” Chen Xilie switched freely, waving his hands and said: “I’m just a little sick, I’ll be fine tomorrow.”
"That makes me feel relieved. However, as the prime minister, Zuo Xiang has no time to take care of such complicated matters as selecting manuscripts. Wang Zuan is famous all over the world, so he is the best candidate. Today, I came to invite Zuo Xiang to take over.
Wang Zhunxiu is the editor-in-chief of "Tianbao Wencui"."
“Qin, what about you, Xue Lang?”
“I am the deputy editor and the Prime Minister is the supervisor. Isn’t it wonderful?”
“It’s beautiful, it’s beautiful.” A smile appeared on Chen Xilie’s face and he said: “In that case, I’ll send the plan to the Ministry of Personnel and wait for the approval from the Central Secretary. You can wait patiently for good news.”
After saying that, he raised his hand slightly and asked Xue Bai and Zhu Changling to leave.
Xue Bai said: "I happen to be going to the Ministry of Civil Affairs. Please take note of it. How about I take you there along the way?"
“When I finish my official duties, I will go to the Ministry of Personnel in person to make notes.”
“I don’t know if the left minister has any official duties. Can you ask me to help?”
"No need." Chen Xilie waved his hands slightly showing his displeasure, "You should do your job well. In fact, you still have the official duties of the Political Affairs Hall."
Having said that, he immediately stood up and planned to personally deliver Wang Changling's petition to the Ministry of Personnel to Da Xixun.
Just after leaving the Secretariat, there was a burst of cheers from the front.
“The Prime Minister Zuo has agreed to let Master Wang review our poems!”
…
It's that group of poor scholars who are unwilling to study peacefully and get investment banking papers. They look forward to becoming famous once they get published in the newspaper and take shortcuts. It's ridiculous and sad.
Chen Xilie had a gentle smile on his face, thinking that this time he would not be swayed by the reputation of the scholars. "Tianbao Wenhui" was in his hands. Without Wang Changling, these scholars should follow his lead.
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After going to the Ministry of Personnel and meeting Da Xixun, Chen Xilie returned to the Political Affairs Hall.
An official handed over an official document and said: "Prime Minister Zuo, these all need your approval."
"knew."
Chen Xilie picked up the seal and sealed it. Suddenly his eyes focused and he looked carefully at the annotation on the case... He imitated the annotation written by Wang Changling as the editor-in-chief of "Tianbao Wencui" "Who made it?"
Chen Xilie was startled and immediately realized that it was Du Youlin. He immediately put down the seal, picked up the note and was about to tear it up.
The next moment, he stopped moving.
Since Du Youlin dared to write this note, it was to remind him that Yang Dang was sure of this matter, and he would not be unable to see it.
Chen Xilie then took the note into his arms and just waited to see what the result would be.
“If Party Yang wants to fight with Suo, why should I be anxious?”
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Xue Bai placed a thick stack of poems in front of Wang Changling and said with a smile: "In that case, I'll leave it to Brother Wang."
I'm afraid I will be demoted soon. Is Xue Lang sure that he can keep me?"
"Simple."
Zhu Changling shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying: "The saint hates me."
"No, the saint is generous and appreciates Brother Wang's poems very much." Xue Bai said: "I can forgive you once, which shows that the saint is not disgusted with you, but is offended by you."
“This is my nature.” Wang Changling said, “I can’t change it.”
He had lowered his head to look at the manuscripts. In one glance, he crumpled a poem into a ball of paper and threw it out the door. Then, he picked up the pen and wrote "nothing to say, pretentious" on the next manuscript and put it aside.
"There is no need to change." Xue Bai said: "I invite you to preside over the Wen Cui Bao. It is this temperament of not being cautious and meticulous."
Wang Changling raised his head and stroked his long gray beard, feeling a little confused.
Xue Bai said: "What you have to do is very simple, scold. After scolding the king, how can you not scold the prime minister and uncle? Brother Wang is not careful about his actions, so he can scold this powerful man in Chang'an. In this way, he will not speak and behave
Contrary to each other."
“Hahahahaha.” Wang Changling laughed loudly.
Xue Bai stepped forward, wrote the four characters "Tianbao Wencui", pushed it in front of him, and said: "Look, this is a swearing newspaper."