Li Chong has been waiting at the pier on the island for more than half an hour, but he has no intention of complaining. He was rude first, and there is nothing wrong with Su Jin showing off.
Although Li Chong was a bit pedantic, he had a well-educated family background and the education of a son of an official would naturally be superior to others. After the doubts in his heart were cleared, Li Chong's attitude towards Su Jin changed completely, and Su Jin fell into his hands.
The two poems "One Prune Cut" and "Water Dragon Song" are each classic works. Compared with them, all the poems written by the talented and beautiful ladies in this poetry club are only worthy of being used as toilet paper or fire starters.
What's more, Bianliang's "Qiuyun" Society and Yingtian's "Shuangyan" Society gradually became famous. Li Zhong didn't care about other aspects, but for the poetry society he founded, Li Zhong would never allow it to decline.
This was also an important reason why he was like a bee chasing honey after discovering Su Jin.
The boat docked in front of the rocky pier. Su Jin carefully stepped ashore. Li Chong hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to help, saying: "Be careful, be careful!"
Su Jinxin said: "You are treating me like an uncle. This is not a small honor."
Seeing Li Zhong wearing a moon-white robe, but wearing a black crown and lacquered gauze hat, he looked a bit nondescript. This Li Zhong obviously had dark skin like someone from Tanzania, but he still liked to wear white robes. It was really unbelievable. Could it be that he wanted to set off himself?
Dark and healthy skin and two rows of snow-white teeth?
"Zhao Ting is really honored to have Mr. Su here. The members of the poetry club are eagerly looking forward to Mr. Su's arrival. He will give us some wonderful poems today."
"No, no, I came down late. I'm extremely rude. Please forgive me."
The two of them were polite for a moment, and then Li Zhong led them up a slowly carved stone path. The path was lined with pavilions, shaded by green trees, and the sound of birds chirping could be heard every time they turned.
Wan, the scenery in front of his eyes changed, Su Jin was very excited when he saw it, Li Chong, a dull-looking guy, would actually enjoy it.
After walking for a short while, my eyes suddenly opened up, and a large flat open space appeared in front of me. In the center of the open space, several corridors connected the four colorful pavilions. A group of twenty or thirty people in the east and a group in the west gathered together and talked loudly.
laugh.
Li Chong took Su Jin to the slightly larger pavilion to the north, where seven or eight elegant-looking young men were sitting in twos and threes, talking loudly around three or four young women.
When the two came to the pavilion, Li Chong said loudly: "Everyone, Mr. Su Jinsu has arrived. Come and talk about it."
People scattered around gathered around and stared at Su Jin one by one. Su Jin suddenly felt like a monkey being watched in a zoo, and felt indescribably uncomfortable all over his body.
"Nima, you are a small-minded, worthless thing who has never seen the world." Su Jin secretly scolded himself for being worthless. He pretended to smile calmly, bowed his hands to everyone and said, "All you talented men and women, hello, Brother Wen, Sister Wen.
Su Jin, it’s really a sin to be late, but I know you won’t blame me.”
Damn it! Everyone thought: How can anyone forgive themselves like this?
Su Jin glanced over and saw that everyone's eyes contained expressions of admiration, curiosity, contempt, indifference, suspicion, etc. Everyone in the poetry club had different attitudes towards Su Jin, which was quite interesting.
"Master Su took time out of his busy schedule to attend our poetry society meeting this time. He must leave a masterpiece for us today, don't you think so?" Li Chong said with a smile.
"That's natural. Mr. Su's masterpieces are sung throughout the city. It's hard for us to compare with him. What's rare is that Mr. Su was born as a merchant, but he has outstanding literary talent. It's really a wonder." Someone shouted loudly.
Everyone was stunned. This person pointed out Su Jin's identity as a businessman so openly. It was a bit rude, as if he was provoking Su Jin. The implication was: You are a businessman. Why don't you come here to write some poems?
It's so lively, it's so ridiculous.
Su Jin followed the sound and saw that the words came from the mouth of a thin, tall and pale-faced young man. He saw a hint of teasing in the corner of his mouth and contempt in his eyes. It was obvious that he was extremely dissatisfied with Su Jin. The other men and women looked at Su
How will Su Jin react? Waiting to see Su Jin's joke.
Su Jin scratched his head and thought to himself: I have never met you, so why did you hurt me when we met? Did I flirt with your sister or sleep with your sister?
But Su Jin is not someone to be trifled with. If you throw a fist at me, I won’t be Su Jin if I don’t give you a slap in the face.
"What this dear friend said is right. In the house of Su Ji Shaodong, I manage about ten shops and hundreds of people in Su Ji. I am really busy with big and small things. In my free time, I can only spare a little time to read the books of sages or sages, or
I was doodling without overestimating my ability; but I didn’t expect that a few random poems would be highly praised, and I was really flattered.”
Everyone thought: Dese, are you being humble or boasting?
Su Jin continued: "I thought of an interesting question last night. If a layman like me could be praised for writing lyrics, wouldn't all those talented people who spend their days reciting poems and lyrics full-time be surprised?
The heaven and the earth weep, ghosts and gods, a masterpiece that has never been done before or since? But the fact is that there are so many people in this world who claim to be talented, but good poems are rare. Why is this?"
Everyone thought, yes, why is this?
Su Jin smiled and said, "I was puzzled for a long time. Later, I talked to a maid named Xiao Sui'er in the room, and she revealed the true meaning in one sentence. She said: Gardenias can never produce peonies.
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Everyone immediately understood that Su Jin was talking about qualifications.
Su Jin continued: "You know you don't have that talent, but you want to learn how to dance and write like others. You know it's a dog's tail grass, but you learn how lilies shine in the wind. You know you're a toad, but you want to bulge your eyes to learn how to look at beauties. Isn't that right?
Isn’t it a joke?”
The faces of everyone present were red. Su Jin's words were unspeakably heartbreaking to hear in their ears. This guy knocked down a boatload of people with one stick. He was so arrogant.
"You may think that what I am saying is rude, but in fact, what I am saying is just a truth. The ultimate goal of some scholars is to gain fame and honor their ancestors, while some people's goal is to learn about the past and the present to broaden their horizons, while still others write poems and songs for entertainment.
People entertain themselves and cultivate their feelings. Most of you here are the second and third types of people; so this has nothing to do with qualifications and talent. However, there are also people who are the fourth type outside of these three types. Guess what?
Who are they?" Su Jin did not forget to interact with these people.
"Anyone who has the patience to guess, just say it quickly, or you will be knocked down." The man who had just mocked Su Jin's background as a businessman shouted, and two or three people immediately followed him. They were all impatient with Su Jinluo's long-winded nonsense.
The rest of the people looked at them angrily, feeling that they were extremely rude. Although Mr. Su's words in poetry and Taoism were a bit sharp, his words were quite reasonable. Such an unprovoked rude answer was obviously lost.
demeanor.
Su Jin laughed loudly and said, "Did you see that? I don't need to point it out. Those gentlemen themselves showed differences. They are this special fourth kind of people. I would call it arty in a more elegant way.
The most unpleasant thing about it is that it is just superficial. Perhaps the purpose of these gentlemen is not to appreciate good poems and lyrics, but to come here in the spirit of the ladies and talented ladies here."
When these words came out, everyone burst into laughter. Su Jin did not expect that this last sentence was the truth. Those who came to the poetry club were surrounded by several beautiful women every day, trying to please and attentive, and their appearance was really disgusting. Su Jin had no intention of doing so.
The words in the middle of the sentence said exactly what they were thinking, so they burst out laughing.
"You crazy guy, you are so slanderous!" Those people's faces were red, and they rolled up their sleeves and rushed forward to grab him. The feeling of being slapped naked in the face was really hard to accept, especially in front of a woman.
"A fight?" Su Jin said: "Although it is not the behavior of a gentleman to take action, if you really want to take action, I don't care."
Su Jin glanced around and saw two inkstones on the case table. He reached up and picked up two stone inkstones one by one and held them in his hands.
With the bricks in hand, I have the world!
Su Jinxin said: I don't care about you useless losers. When I was in high school, I once photographed the gangsters in the school with their superb brick-twirling skills. I didn't expect that this skill was wasted for four years.
Years later, it came in handy in the Song Dynasty. Today, I am using these useless pieces of wood to make meat.dd