The Ming Dynasty's Spokesperson

When Hai Rui's official card was not revealed, Li Zongcheng was in a state of stern expression and internal confusion. He cursed viciously, but was in a dilemma in his heart.

You can't defeat him by fighting, but you can't escape by running away either.

If he escapes like this, where will the honor of Prince Linhuai, the Minister of Defense of Nanjing, go? Will he be laughed at by the whole city in the future?

But after Lin Tailai showed Hai Rui's two official cards, Li Zongcheng seemed to have found an opportunity.

He got up from the ground, turned around and ran away without hesitation.

After all, it is not shameful to run away after seeing Hai Rui's official badge, and he will not be laughed at.

As for the twenty or so wounded lying on the ground, they were all abandoned by Mr. Li who was eager to escape. This behavior was very consistent with his nature.

Lin Tailai was very measured when fighting, and did not pursue Mr. Li relentlessly when there was no profit to be made.

After all, the other party's identity is there, so what if he catches up in broad daylight?

He just turned to the Zhang brothers and said: "Nanjing City is not at peace, so I turned around and called the other guys off the boat to follow.

As for the defensive means that should be prepared, such as cowhide, bamboo baskets, etc., you still need to prepare more. "

At this time, Zhao Caiji, who had previously taken refuge in the inner courtyard, heard the commotion in front and came out again.

When she saw the two official signs under the eaves, she was so frightened that her legs went weak. She couldn't stand for a while and almost fell down. "Does Hai Qingtian want to arrest the Nu family?"

Fortunately, Lin Tailai had quick eyesight and quick hands. He leaned close to support Zhao Ji and said, "I have sent away the troublemaker. You can continue to talk about learning my poetry."

Zhao Ji, who was leaning in Lin Tailai's arms, couldn't help but be stunned. Could it be that this son really wanted to promote poetry?

She looked at the two official cards again. Was Professor Lin not planning to use force but to use power to sell?

As we all know, the Qinhuai Old Courtyard is one of the best literary communication platforms in the country. Many talented people in the late Ming Dynasty became famous here.

Official Lin was thinking, since he's already here, wouldn't it be a waste if he didn't take the opportunity to brush up on his literary reputation?

"I'm really scared today. I'm so flustered and weak. Help me into the house quickly." Zhao Caiji said unsteadily.

Lin Tailai helped Zhao Caiji go inside and asked with concern: "What's going on with Li Zongcheng? What does it have to do with you?"

Zhao Caiji: "."

Is there something wrong with you, Lin Tailai? In front of women, do you have to mention other men at critical moments?

Another day later, Hai Rui came to the Nanjing Metropolitan Procuratorate. When he walked into the Metropolitan Procuratorate, he immediately noticed something was wrong.

There were actually many officials who arrived earlier than him, and the number of them was very complete!

This is very rare for Nanjing's yamen, which is known for its idleness and lack of discipline.

Hai Rui was very strict about the implementation of the system. For example, on the day of his enthronement, he required all court officials to be in neat uniforms, not to be late or absent, and to salute in a strict manner, which caused a lot of complaints.

A situation like today makes Hai Qingtian feel like he's seeing a ghost.

Why am I the last person to come to work? When did these people become so active at work?

When he was in the hall, Hai Rui felt that the eyes of everyone looking at him seemed strange and strange. They were also full of curiosity and expectation, which puzzled Hai Qingtian.

This confusion lasted until Nancheng City Patrol Censor reported on the work.

"I heard that the President-General's card was displayed at the home of popular actress Zhao Caiji the day before yesterday, and it has been displayed at Zhao Caiji's home.

Nowadays, there is a lot of talk in the city and there are all kinds of rumors. Do you need clarification? "

Hai Rui: "."

Yaoshou! He has lived for more than seventy years, and this is the first time he has been involved in sexy news!

He instinctively felt that everyone seemed to be expecting him to clarify or explain clearly.

After all, going into the water at Laliang’s house is a bad taste for many people!

Another censor said with great concern: "General Xian has the hope of the world, so you must take care of yourself!"

Hai Qingtian, who couldn't bear it anymore, ordered to his left and right: "Summon Lin Tailai immediately!"

Thinking about it in Hai Qingtian, it is actually very simple to clarify. As long as the culprit is convicted and the canon punishment is given, the rumors will naturally be put to rest!

As a result, Lin Tailai, who was active in the old Qinhuai Courtyard in the south of the city, once again passed through the "urban area" and was summoned to the Northern Suburbs Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Different from the treatment he received when he went through the formalities the day before yesterday, this time Lin Daguan felt like a prisoner being interrogated, standing obediently outside the threshold of the bright hall.

Hai Rui, who had not tried a case for a long time, came forward in person this time. He criticized the case and yelled: "Lin Tailai! This court has spoken first. If you break the law and discipline, your crime will be increased!"

Lin Tailai replied: "Of course I remember it. I wonder what the boss means by repeating it again?"

Even if Hai Qingtian was angry again, he still wanted to be fair and did not directly convict him. He also asked: "How do you explain why you entered Zhao Caiji's house with two official cards from this court?"

Lin Tailai replied: "In order to implement a poetry learning project in the old Nanqu courtyard, we have to discuss with Zhao Caiji, a famous lady of Nanqu."

Hai Rui shook his head. Could this reason be more ridiculous? Why didn't you say you were looking for Zhao Caiji to learn Jinling Mandarin?

He couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or not. Hai Qingtian said coldly: "Your poems? It seems that there is no doubt that you are self-serving and derelict in your duties. Please plead guilty. This court has no room for you."

It seems that this man is also a mediocre person who cannot stand the test at all. He was completely corrupted on the first day he got power.

Lin Tailai suddenly raised his head and asked angrily: "What dereliction of duty? Why did the boss preemptively accuse me unjustly?"

The unfazed Hai Rui looked at Lin Tailai quietly. You can quibble as much as you want, but can the nature of the obvious facts be changed by your few words?

Lin Tailai reached out and took out a pamphlet from his arms, waving it and said, "This is a collection of poems I wrote in the past two days! I dare you to ask your Majesty to read it!"

Hai Rui was speechless. Others promoted themselves one poem at a time, but you went directly to a poetry collection?

"Don't read it!" Hai Rui didn't want to be fooled and act as an accomplice to promote poetry.

As long as he reads it, it is equivalent to helping this derelict criminal to promote it in disguise.

Lin Tailai shouted: "If you don't dare to look at me, you are forcing me to be wronged and you will be ashamed of the name of Qingtian!"

No one can morally kidnap Hai Rui, because he himself is a moral template!

So Hai Rui took the brochure out of public concern and saw "Today's Yuefu" written on the cover.

Hai Qingtian couldn't help snorting coldly at this, what a loud tone!

After opening it, I saw the title of the first article was "Hardship of Farmers". This topic finally aroused Hai Qingtian's interest.

As we all know, Hai Qingtian's governance attaches great importance to compassion for the suffering of the people.

"The land is spread out horizontally, and the autumn winds are blowing wildly. Floods and droughts are still there, so how can the farmers be satisfied? The walls are connected, how can they be repaired in the poor years? It is not as hard as it is now, and everything is done by God."

After reading it, Hai Rui sighed deeply. The whole story was really a pain!

In this era when mandarin ducks and butterflies are flying around, few people write this kind of poetry that reflects the suffering of people's livelihood.

Thinking of this, Hai Rui couldn't help but open the second chapter and saw that the title was "The Pain of Fishing".

This made Hai Qingtian stunned again. The first article was about farmers, and the second article was about fishing. Do we need to write about all occupations?

"When fishing for shad, the twilight is endless. The fish in the front are gone and the fish in the back are scarce. There is no point in scratching the white officials, the old black heads, and the remaining horses. I am trying to find fresh food. Who knows that the people will become poorer at night! The post pavilion is full of lights."

After reading it, Hai Qingtian sighed repeatedly and then fell silent.

Anchovies are a specialty of Nanjing, and the pain of hunting them naturally has a strong realistic flavor.

I turned to the third article, titled "The Suffering of Kitchen Households", and sure enough, I changed my profession and continued to suffer!

"The low-thatched house of the white-headed stove household is next to the hot fire of frying salt in June. When you step out of the door, you can take a moment to enjoy the cool air in the hot sun."

Chapter 4, "The Sufferings of Refugees".

"The car is running in the dust at night, the husband is pushing, and the woman is pulling. Where can I go out in the dark? The green elm cures my hunger. I hope we can live in a happy land and feed rice together."

The eyes are full of misery and wailing, and there are ten more chapters to follow, all of which are full of suffering, making up the fourteen sufferings.

With Hai Rui's temperament, he couldn't bear to continue reading and closed the album gently.

Regardless of the quality of the poem, this idea is worthy of the title "Jin Yuefu".

Lin Tailai said proudly: "Sir, can you just tell me if this collection of poems is good?"

There is a huge contrast between the original author's face and the bitter content of the poem.

Hai Rui felt mixed emotions in his heart and replied as if he was being forced: "Okay, that's great."

From the perspective of the poem itself, my evaluation must be completely fair, but why do I still feel that it is against my will?

Is this why literary works and author quality are two different things?

Hai Qingtian just couldn't understand how such a series of realistic poems that reflected the sufferings of contemporary people could be written by someone like Lin Tailai?

What about this person seems to be able to describe the temperament of the Fourteenth Bitterness?

This kind of poetry collection should have been written by someone like Hai Rui!

So Lin Tailai continued to say plausibly: "The sage said that killing without teaching is cruelty! Therefore, in order to rectify the atmosphere, education must be the first priority!

Therefore, I thought hard and wrote this collection of poems. I first organized Lehu studies in Nanqu to purify their souls through the sufferings of people's livelihood.

I came to Zhao Caiji just to promote learning through her! By establishing her as an advanced example, the advanced will drive the backward, and finally we will make progress together!

Everything is done for the errands assigned by the boss, how can this be dereliction of duty? Why is it just a pretense of public benefit? "

Hai Rui: "."

How did you, Lin Tailai, come up with the idea to promote and study this kind of poetry that strongly expresses the suffering of people's livelihood in the corrupt, glitzy and dissolute Hua Street, Liuxiang, and Gold Cave?

Lin Tailai asked for instructions again: "For such a meaningful cultural project, the boss can tell you whether you support it or not?"

Hai Qingtian sighed, unable to say a single word "no".

This man surnamed Lin was so meticulous from his thoughts to his logic that he could not refute it.

In fact, he wanted to promote such strong realistic style poems in the literary and art circles, but his literary level was not enough, which made him unable to do it.

After weighing and weighing for a while, Hai Qingtian finally suppressed his physical discomfort with Lin Tailai and forced himself to ignore his faults.

Finally, Hai Rui said: "Keep this book of poems. We will send official silver to summon the official craftsmen to engrave the plates as quickly as possible. They will be printed out within three days and handed over to you to educate people's hearts."

Lin Tailai used to flatter him and said: "Sir, you can sign an editor and write a preface!"

Hai Rui scolded him unceremoniously: "Get lost! Is this a person who takes advantage of the opportunity to gain fame and reputation?"