Qin Dewei walked away gracefully, waving his sleeves and taking away a piece of cloud.
He proved with his strength that even if he doesn't write poetry, he can still break the pot!
The scholars looked at Qin Dewei's back and sighed, Qin Dewei was the only one of the locals who could fight against foreign enemies. Others, even Gu Lao, the leader of the alliance, had little success in foreign wars.
Qin Dewei left everyone with endless memorable jokes and a new style of "Jinling Fu", and at the same time, he also took away the spirit of the literary society.
This supposedly grand literary gathering suddenly became dull and ended hastily after the gentlemen had finished drinking and eating.
Aware of the strange mentality of the local scholars, the old leader Gu did not forcefully mention the Eight Scenic Spots project again.
The main reason is that Qin Dewei created a strange atmosphere today, established a foreign war-like character, and stirred the sensitive hearts of local scholars.
In addition, the fatal topic of "local leaders colluding with outsiders to suppress local underachievers" was brought up. Although Qin Dewei did not compose a poem today, it does not mean that he will not compose in the future.
If he produced eight songs in a targeted manner, and they were better than his own eight songs, wouldn't it really prove the argument of being "suppressed" mentioned earlier?
Most people still prefer to live in the colorful world in the city. Now that the cultural gathering is over, they are getting up and returning to the city one after another.
When Yan Song, the minister of the Nanjing Ministry of Rites, said goodbye to his host Gu Lin, the old leader Gu suddenly called out: "Young uncle, please stay!"
"Brother Dongqiao, what else do you have to say?" Yan Song took the initiative to ask.
Gu Lin struggled for a moment and then said: "I have the intention of making a comeback."
Yan Song immediately understood that he was asking himself to recommend it to the court.
If those scholar-bureaucrats who resigned and moved to their hometowns wanted to become officials again but did not go to the court in person to apply for reinstatement, doing so would only be regarded as a joke.
You don't always have to ask powerful people to recommend them to the court, and then the court takes the initiative to recruit outstanding talents in the field.
Yan Song was self-aware and knew that he was not that "powerful" at this time, but he couldn't resist having a powerful fellow countryman named Xia Guan.
Yan Song nodded and said: "Since Brother Dongqiao is willing to serve the imperial court, I will recommend him to the imperial court."
Gu Lin was already the chief envoy before taking office, and he will be a high-ranking official when he comes back. It is not a bad thing to have such an official friend.
Although Qin Dewei, who took the first step, looked cool, he started complaining after only a few steps along the road.
Songwu Thatched Cottage is indeed a bit too remote for people living in the city. When he came, Qin Dewei rode Yu Xuerong's carriage.
Fortunately, during this season, there were many people coming in and out of the city. Qin Dewei spent some money and caught a mule cart outside Xiao Ande Gate in the outer city.
He rushed to the Jubao Gate in the inner city and saw several county government officials standing on the roadside outside the city gate from a distance. They were wearing green cloth robes and flat-topped hats with wings on their heads. It was obvious.
The city gates of Nanjing are guarded by government troops, and government officials will not be allowed to intervene in defense at all, so these government officials must be waiting for someone here.
Qin Dewei was a little anxious. There was no compartment in this broken mule cart. He had no choice but to throw himself down, lower his head and pull down his big sun hat, pretending to cover his face and fall asleep.
Officer Wang from the Jiangning County Government looked at the mule cart passing in front of him with confusion. The figure of the scholar in the car looked familiar.
The agitation and coquettishness leaking from the side of the body can be felt even with the face covered. There shouldn't be anyone else in Nanjing, right?
Officer Wang was about to shout, but was stopped by his companion, Officer Zhao Si.
"Shut up! Don't shout!" Officer Zhao gave a warning first, and then explained: "Don't you feel it? Mr. Qin doesn't want to follow us, so let's just pretend we didn't see him!"
Officer Wang suddenly understood that Mr. Qin must want to find a lover first! Then he scratched his head and said, "But we were sent by his uncle!"
The fourth officer Zhao said angrily: "So if you shout out, it will really embarrass Mr. Qin. It's better to pretend not to see it! Do you want Mr. Qin to disobey his uncle's order?"
At dusk, the tired Qin Dewei finally arrived at the old Qinhuai courtyard, and then rushed into Wang Lianqing's house.
It seemed that they were well prepared here. Qin Dewei collapsed on the soft couch that he had not been to for a year. He devoured his dinner and drank a few sips of tea. Then he heard the maid report that the bath water was boiled.
Appropriate! Qin Dewei dragged his tired body and took a quick bath, finally half of the fatigue on his body was eliminated.
After driving along the canal for more than a month, I rushed from Jurong to Nanjing without stopping, and then went to the Songwu Thatched Cottage to smash the pot. Only then did I finally feel relaxed.
The way to relax after a meal and a bath is, of course, to play games. Qin Dewei came back online after hanging up for a year, and he happily invited Meiren Wang to play two games together.
The only permanent regret is probably that the height difference has reversed, and the psychological feeling seems to be less exciting than before.
Beauty Wang stared at the gauze roof, and a feeling of emptiness surged into her heart like a tide. It seemed that she had thousands of words she wanted to talk about, but she didn't know where to start.
Over the past year, she has lived extremely insecure.
Not only did his years go by in vain, but without Qin Dewei's support, he was no longer at his peak, being impacted and surpassed by Liu Yue, a rising star.
All kinds of factors add up, and the inner fear of the future is infinitely magnified.
Tonight, after a long absence, Miss Wang felt like she had found something again. She thought a lot in her heart, but she still didn't feel at ease.
After letting out a long sigh, Wang Lianqing just wanted to chat about something casually with Qin Dewei. They must have not seen each other for more than a year, and the young man also has a lot to say, right?
Then he opened his mouth and said: "Young Master, I"
But in response to Wang Lianqing, there was only slight snoring.
Wang Meiren was so angry that her liver ached. She hadn't seen her for a year. Did she come here just to sleep?
She couldn't help it anymore and pushed Qin Dewei hard.
Qin Dewei couldn't open his eyes in a daze, and asked vaguely: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
"You just know how to sleep?" Wang Lianqing complained.
Qin Dewei's eyelids finally opened a crack: "I've done everything I need to do, why don't I sleep?"
Wang Lianqing scratched her a few more times and said, "Why don't you tell me what to do next?"
It wasn't that she was ignorant and insisted on making noise, she knew that Qin Dewei would be too busy tomorrow to see anyone.
Not only tomorrow, Xiao Langjun has so many relatives and friends in Nanjing, and it will definitely be difficult to see people in the next few days.
But Qin Dewei was so sleepy that he was still in a daze. He closed his eyes again and muttered:
"There are many things you can do in the future. Help me collect the manuscripts. I have already said today that all the manuscripts that you want to submit will be handed over to you to summarize. There are so many Forty Scenes of Jinling.
Also, help me organize cultural gatherings and so on, but I'm too lazy to worry about trivial matters. In the past, I just took advantage of others, but now I have to do something myself."
As they talked, Qin Dewei fell asleep again, but Wang Lianqing didn't make any more noise. She felt relieved a lot. At least the young man would still be thinking of her.