Chapter two hundred and eighty seventh began to live
One advantage of working at Sanfasi in Xicheng is that it is close to the event venue.
At that time, most of the ministers lived in Xicheng, and the official activities were naturally mainly in Xicheng.
The only thing that made the romantic figures unhappy at first was that Jiaofangsi's alley was located in the East City, across the imperial city from the West City. Later, Jiaofangsi followed people's will and opened the West Courtyard in the West City.
Near evening, Wang Tingxiang changed into casual clothes and took Qin Dewei to the venue of the cultural gathering. On the way, Wang Tingxiang asked Qin Dewei: "Are you ready? If you feel in a hurry, you can postpone it for a few days."
Qin Dewei was as relaxed and calm as a college tyrant before the exam: "Why prepare!"
What else can you do? Just go all out. If you want to save Mr. Feng's life, Wang Tingxiang and Dazhong Cheng will have to work hard.
After walking for a while, we arrived at the venue for the cultural gathering. It was a famous restaurant in Xicheng, also called Taibai Tower.
This is not the same thing as Taibai Tower in Nanjing. Throughout the Ming Dynasty, there were restaurants called Taibai Tower that ranged from one thousand to eight hundred.
Standing in front of the building, Qin Dewei sighed in disappointment, and Wang Tingxiang asked in confusion: "Why are you sighing?"
Qin Dewei replied without interest: "I thought I could meet the beauties of Yanland, but instead I came to a restaurant. Is the atmosphere in the Northland so conservative?"
Wang Tingxiang slapped Qin Dewei and said, "Have you forgotten that I am the censor of Zuodu! The number one official!"
Of course, those who are qualified to invite Wang Tingxiang are not just ordinary people. The one who presided over tonight's cultural gathering is Gu Dingchen, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, who was the number one scholar in the eighteenth year of Hongzhi.
Moreover, Mr. Gu is good at writing Qingci, and he will join the cabinet in the future and become one of the prime ministers of Qingci. He will work with Master Xia. However, the evaluation of the history books is: because Master Xia was too strong, Mr. Gu did nothing but filled his position.
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This is a salon in the cultural circle, and all the people who come here are well-known people. There is no need to abide by official etiquette, and everyone is very casual.
Qin Dewei, like a junior who had come to gain experience, followed Wang Tingxiang to the second floor and sat beside Wang Tingxiang.
At this time, there was a spirited young man in his mid-20s who was very high-spirited and was talking eloquently: "The world despises the Song Dynasty and respects Ban Gu and Sima Qian. I don't know that there is no one who is good at learning horses like Ouyang Xiu, and there is no one who is good at learning horses like Zeng Gong!"
Seeing Wang Tingxiang come in, the spirited young man changed his mind and said, "I secretly believe that the key to the restoration is that it is difficult to enter the law and difficult to practice because of the righteousness!
Driven by the trend, things are not as good as they are ancient, people are not famous as they are not ancient, writing is not good as it is not ancient, and poetry is not perfect as it is not ancient. As the saying goes, imitating the past cannot change it!"
This is a direct attack on the retro faction. Wang Tingxiang has personally gone to battle several times, but failed, but he brought people here today.
He glanced around and saw that Qin Dewei was listening intently and nodded frequently.
Wang Tingxiang couldn't help but snorted loudly, waking Qin Dewei up.
Wucao! Qin Dewei wiped his sweat. He almost made a mistake in his route. In fact, what this energetic guy said makes sense, but no matter how great the truth is, it can't compare to his stance.
In fact, literary schools are like the Huashan Sword Sect's Sword Sect and Qizong. There is no absolute correctness. In the final analysis, it all depends on who has great works or who has a loud voice.
Wang Ting said to Qin Dewei in a low voice: "This is Wang Shenzhong. No matter what method you use today, you must knock him down!"
Qin Dewei nodded. This Wang Shenzhong is indeed arrogant. He passed the imperial examination at the age of seventeen and became a Jinshi at the age of eighteen. Now he is only twenty-four and is already a deputy cadre of a ministry or commission.
In fact, at this time, most of the people in the audience were paying attention to Wang Tingxiang, because Wang Shenzhong's discussion was obviously criticizing the literary theory of the Seven Talents of the Retrospective Period, and Wang Tingxiang was the representative figure being criticized.
Then everyone saw that Wang Tingxiang ignored Wang Shenzhong and instead whispered to a young man next to him. Moreover, this young man was very strange. Everyone had never seen him before. For some reason, he was brought with him by Wang Tingxiang today.
Gu Dingchen, the founder of the cultural association, was sitting not far away and asked Wang Tingxiang curiously: "Who is next to Junchuan!"
Qin Dewei stopped Wang Tingxiang from reporting his birth history, and stood up and replied: "I, an unknown young man, heard about the names of the Eight Talents of Jiajing, so I came to see them."
Everyone couldn't help but chuckle a few times in low voices. Wang Shenzhong had a look on his face, and Wang Tingxiang wanted to hit him.
Everyone knows the dispute between the Eight Talents and Wang Zongxian in the literary world. You, a young man brought here by Wang Zongxian, actually said that you want to meet the Eight Talents. Isn't this too disrespectful to Wang Zongxian?
Qin Dewei didn't pay attention to others, glanced a few times, and said loudly: "Is Tang Shunzhi, Tang Jingchuan, here?"
Tang Shunzhi's nickname is Jingchuan. As the number one tool for online articles about the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, to be honest, Qin Dewei is really interested in watching it.
Wang Tingxiang's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. What the hell are you, Qin Dewei, doing with your star-chasing attitude!
Someone responded: "Tang Jingchuan has not arrived today!"
Qin Dewei complained to Wang Tingxiang: "Tang Jingchuan didn't come, so wouldn't my coming tonight be in vain? The rest of them are busy and missing, it's a waste of time!"
Wang Tingxiang's eyes suddenly lit up and he felt guilty! That's it!
Driven by Qin Dewei, his acting skills exploded. He pointed at Wang Shenzhong and said, "Don't make a mistake! Wang Nanjiang, the head of the Eight Talents, is here!"
Wang Shenzhong, nicknamed Nanjiang. However, this number is very familiar to Qin Dewei. Isn’t this the time to hang up?
"What Nanjiang?" Qin Dewei said disdainfully: "I only know that Feng Nanjiang offended Tian Yan by speaking out and outspoken, and he is still living in Tianyan. Why is there also a famous Nanjiang here? Both of them are named Nanjiang.
Why is there such a big difference?”
Well, if I remember correctly, Master Feng was also named Nanjiang, and he collided with Wang Shenzhong. Speaking of which, Master Feng was also a Jinshi in the fifth year of Jiajing, and he and Wang Shenzhong were actually the same year.
Wang Tingxiang just wanted to applaud Qin Dewei. This young man was really good at creating the smell of gunpowder. He heightened the atmosphere in just a few words.
Others are relatively unfamiliar with Qin Dewei's methods and are still wondering, what kind of routine is this?
After finishing the preamble, Qin Dewei finally entered the real life, turned to Wang Shenzhong and said: "I have heard of you Nanjiang. You are so famous. Isn't it just that you dare to offend powerful ministers, and then you are famous for your integrity?"
Wang Shenzhong couldn't figure out what to do, and subconsciously planned to say a few words of humility, but he heard the young man across from him rushing to say: "But for such an upright and upright person, why are you not in the prison?
Why is another Nanjiang of the same age as you being arrested and thrown into the sky prison?
Last year, a comet was seen in Dongjing, and the Holy Spirit issued an edict to ask for a frank statement. I would like to know if you, Nanjiang, have ever submitted a memorial? What is the content of the memorial?"
Everyone present was a literati among literati, and they immediately understood the meaning.
This young man is clearly Wang Shenzhong. You claim to be upright and upright, yet you dare to grin at the ministers and dare not offend the emperor. This is simply too shameful.
Especially when there is another person from the same year named Nanjiang for comparison, you, Wang Shenzhong, are at best a person who can only sell characters.
Everyone was a little confused. This technique was a bit violent and had never been seen before. Who is this young man who is so sharp and mean?