There was so much excitement in front of the gate of Xiyuan which was being renovated. Qin Dewei had already stopped and stood outside to watch the excitement, just like other passers-by.
To be honest, Qin Dewei really has no idea of joining in at the moment. His new home is being tidied up and he wants to go back and have a look. Besides, this doesn't look like a formal gathering, so it's not a place suitable for showing off.
But not long after, he saw his friend Wang Fengyuan walking towards him with a straight face. Two feet away, Qin Dewei stretched out his finger and pointed at himself in surprise, meaning "You're looking for me"?
Prince Wang nodded heavily, meaning to reply, "Yes, don't run away if you have the guts."
So Qin Dewei took the initiative to greet him, not bothering Mr. Wang to walk a few more steps, and asked earnestly: "Friend Wang, what do you have to say?"
Wang Fengyuan turned his head away from Qin Dewei in disgust and replied: "It's the old gentleman who wants to teach you!"
After thinking about it, Wang Fengyuan couldn't help but warned again: "It's okay for you to be presumptuous with me, but you must be more respectful to the old gentleman, otherwise I will be incompatible with you and we will fight to the death!"
"Friend Wang, please be careful what you say!" Qin Dewei suddenly became very nervous.
Wang Fengyuan was slightly pleased. Could it be that a few harsh words frightened the primary school student? If he had known this, why would he have just said some harsh words instead of gesticulating some poems on horseback?
Qin Dewei stated another fact very objectively: "To tell you the truth, the last few people who threatened me in this way were all sent to jail a few days ago, one is in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and the other two are about to be sent to the Ministry of Punishment."
Why do you get angry so easily when talking to this primary school student? Wang Fengyuan said angrily with unknown anger: "What on earth do you do?"
Qin Dewei still answered very honestly: "I started out as a lawyer, and then made a living as a tutor for the children of wealthy families. My most recent job was as Master Xingming."
Regardless of whether you are a lawyer, a fellow student, or a master, doesn't it mean that poetry and literature are just your hobby? So Wang Fengyuan became even more angry.
Could it be that in the past two times, when a talented quasi-celebrity like him showed off his literature major, he was defeated by primary school students with his hobbies?
With only these few steps, it was time to say a few words. Wang Fengyuan led Qin Dewei to Mr. Gu and introduced him to the teacher: "This is a primary school student!"
Gu Lin nodded, introduced herself amiably and said: "This is the first time we meet, I am Gu Dongqiao. I believe the children have heard about it."
The other two old friends looked at each other and smiled, then stopped talking with Gu Lin and hid aside to watch the show. The others didn't know why Mr. Gu was so arrogant towards this young boy in civilian clothes.
Qin Dewei himself was also very surprised. What kind of opening remarks was this? Wasn't it expected that he would hit the younger one and provoke the older one?
I can only greet him first and say, "I have met Mr. Dongqiao!"
These days, people are called by their nickname, place name, official position, etc., and at most they are given a surname. The first name is rarely used directly. It probably originated from the pretentious mentality of literati who want to distinguish themselves from non-literati.
It's like the heraldry of Spain, and it's like the slang of the Outlaws. If you're not a member of the circle, you won't even be able to understand what's being said.
Gu Lin accepted Qin Dewei's salute, and then said: "Speaking of which, I have had a close relationship with you for a long time. I would like to thank you for the poem before!"
Qin Dewei: "???"
What the hell is gifting poems? I do have some works, but I have never gifted them to Mr. Gu. In other words, so far I have neither the qualifications nor the opportunity to gift poems to the leader of the Nanjing literary circle.
Gu Lin stroked his beard and said with emotion: "Didn't the children leave a small poem when they left the Dongyuan Gathering last time and asked Wang Lianqing to deliver it to me?"
At this point, Mr. Gu recited it again: "There are many springs in Jinling in the great dream, and people cross the Qingxi peach leaves across the river. Why does the minister Sima need to ask, I understand Lan Yin on the Phoenix Platform."
Qin Dewei: "???"
This poem was clearly kept by him on purpose, and he pretended to tell it to himself. How come it was given to you as a gift? What about his face? Does being a leader in the literary world depend on being shameless?
Moreover, the poetry of self-description is very personal, and each sentence is targeted. Can you still follow the instructions and forcefully interpret each sentence to yourself?
Speaking of these four sentences, Qin Dewei wrote them on a piece of paper at that time and only circulated it among a few people, so it was not widely circulated.
"That's right, that's right. Dreaming about the springs in Jinling and the people crossing the Qingxi peach leaves across the river are exactly the portrayal of Dongqiao, who has been in officialdom for decades and now returns to his hometown." One of the other two old men next to him suddenly said,
Explained with a smile.
Qin Dewei was indignant. The meaning of these two sentences was clearly that the original author compared himself to the reincarnation of a romantic figure in the Six Dynasties, or projected his spiritual image into the Six Dynasties. As the saying goes, Zhuang Zhouxiao was obsessed with butterflies in his dream!
All in all, it was the original author who was showing off, so why did it become a portrayal of Mr. Gu’s decades-long career?
So this bad old man who came out to force interpretation couldn't understand the poem at first glance! Qin Dewei looked at this person dissatisfied and asked: "Who are you?"
The old man smiled and replied humbly: "Old old man Gusu Wenhengshan, what advice do you have, little one?"
Qin Dewei: ""
Wen Zhengming, one of the Four Great Talents in the South of the Yangtze River, nicknamed Hengshan in movies and TV shows. Unexpectedly, he bumped into the elderly version here unexpectedly. Qin Dewei was not mentally prepared at all.
Judging from the reputation index five hundred years later, this person should be the most famous historical figure Qin Dewei has encountered so far.
After weighing the talent index again, Gu Lin might be easier to deal with. Qin Dewei quickly looked at Mr. Gu again, "Why should I ask, Mr. Sima, and what should I say to you, Mr. Gu?"
Gu Lin frowned and said: "In recent years, the political situation has been turbulent, and many pillars of the country have been lost. The imperial court has always wanted to invite me to come back. At the last Dongyuan gathering, Wang Dashima also represented the imperial court and asked me in person what I wanted.
So, why should Sima ask?"
Qin Dewei was speechless. He looked around on Gu Dongqiao's face and only saw three words "Versailles".
You, old man, were second-grade before. What do you want to do after you recover? If you are high-ranking, you will be a minister, or if you are low-ranking, you will be a governor? I am not very happy to hear what you mean?
Qin Dewei, who was looked down upon by Versailles, gritted his teeth and said, "What's the explanation for Wu Lan Yin on the Phoenix Stage?"
Another old man opened his mouth and interpreted: "Mr. Dongqiao, like me, lives over there at Fenghuang Terrace. Doesn't that fit the sentence?"
But Qin Dewei didn't want to pay attention to him, and he didn't want to ask who he was.
Gu Lin, a former second-rank high-ranking official, Mr. Dongqiao and the head of the Nanjing Literary Circle, sighed lightly and said: "So when Wang Dasima asked me about my ambitions in person, I didn't know how to answer. Just by chance, this poem came to my hand, and it was regarded as a gift to Wang Dasima.
Sima replied."
He then casually bowed his hand to Qin Dewei and said, "Thank you very much for the poem, little friend. I didn't want to meet the real person today.
Speaking of which, since you gave me the phrase "People who crossed the Qingxi Peach Leaf River" as a gift, I thought, why not just take advantage of the situation and choose to build a garden on the edge of the Qingxi River, near the ancient Peach Leaf Ferry."
After saying this, the three old men laughed with ulterior motives and looked at the original author of the poem happily.
Qin Dewei was completely confused. You bad old men are so bad.
Especially you, the leader of Gu, are really shameless and don't have martial ethics. Not only do you not let the children try to show off to you, but you actually try to show off to the children in return!
