The Ming Dynasty's Spokesperson

In this era, the status of government officials was very strange. They were nominally servants, but they were also given a position in the government and the opportunity to get closer to public power.

At the same time, various restrictions and discriminations were imposed. For example, the household registration of government officials was the same as that of prostitutes.

This leads to a complete jungle law between other people and the government officials, jumping between two extremes.

To put it simply, if you have the ability to trick me, nothing will happen to you; conversely, if I have the ability to trick you, then nothing will happen to you.

To take a more extreme example, if a government official goes to the countryside and commits public outrage and is accidentally beaten to death by a group of common people, there will probably be no consequences.

Especially the unorganized assistants Bai Jian, whose identity is similar to that of Anletang's minions. They essentially work for the Yamen.

This is the theoretical basis for Professor Lin's daring to come to beat up the police. The first problem in mixed societies is to distinguish the big and small, and understand those who can be beaten and those who cannot be beaten.

Yinma Bridge is at the intersection of two main roads, Wolong Street and Fuqian Street. At this time, there are already a sea of ​​people nearby, blocking the road.

This scene was a bit unexpected for Lin Tailai. As a time traveler, he underestimated the excitement of the people in metropolitan areas in this era.

Even the river parallel to the land road was full of boats, and the decks were full of people craning their necks to look.

As a place where the level of economic development has reached a new level, citizens' awareness is gradually awakening, and the situation shown is that "the folk customs in Wudi are very cunning", and it is not a big deal to watch the excitement.

After a confrontation for a while, Lin Tailai shook his head and saw that the government officials in Changzhou County did not dare to pursue him, so he planned to withdraw.

Before leaving, he shouted to the crowd around him: "The Xu family in Huqiu destroyed my house. I went to the Changzhou County Government, but there was no way to sue, and it was difficult to redress my grievances!

I had no choice but to act on behalf of Heaven and give Changzhou County a warning! I don’t want to disturb my fellow villagers! "

After the explanation, Professor Lin was about to leave, but Zhang Wen, the eldest of the two Zhang brothers, blocked his way.

"In the past, after beating someone in the hall, didn't you post some poems in public?" Zhang Wen asked strangely, "Now that the situation is like this, why don't you write something in the hall?"

Lin Tailai looked around and suddenly raised his hand to his forehead, shouting in his heart that he had made a mistake!

In such a high-profile moment, as the center of everyone's attention, I didn't even think of using the exposure to publish my work!

Reciting is not possible. There are too many people at the scene, so the audience may not hear it clearly, and there is a high probability that they will not remember it after listening.

So I have to write with a pen, but the bridge is bare here, where can I find pen and ink?

In the past few times, I wrote poems at the door of the elegant prostitute's house, with pen and ink readily available, but now I no longer have this convenience.

However, Zhang Wen pointed to a colorful boat docked on the river and said: "Don't worry about sitting in a restaurant! This colorful boat has a nameplate on it, it must be a boat for famous prostitutes, and there must be pen and ink on the boat!"

Lin Tailai praised: "I have made progress and I can use my brain!"

Zhang Wu felt that his brother had robbed him of the limelight, so he quickly volunteered and said, "Sit down and wait for a while. I'll grab a pen and ink and come!"

Zhang Wen was so angry that he cursed: "Idiot! How many times have I told you that you have to use your brain when doing things! It's better for me to go!"

Then Zhang Wen walked down the bridge, came to the shore, and shouted to Caifang: "Is Li Pianpian of Leqiao who is fifth on the flower list inside?

Hurry up and bring out the pen and ink, otherwise Professor Lin will take a pair of iron whips and go to your door to ask for a cup of tea someday! "

Sure enough, using your brain to do things is very efficient, and a little maid immediately brought out pen and ink.

Professor Lin was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, not Li Pianpian, but Zhang Wen!

There are only so many famous prostitutes at the top of the flower list, and three families have been feuded with each other. The second most famous prostitute is said to be protected by the Xu family of Huqiu.

Today, the fifth place was blackmailed by Zhang Wen again. When you have money in the future, who should you turn to to study poetry communication talents?

At the same time, Lin Tailai fell into new troubles. He already had the pen and ink, but where should he write the poem?

Qiaotou here is not like a street, there are no white walls for people to write graffiti.

He looked around and found that at the end of the east bridge belonging to Changzhou County opposite, there was a stone wall, probably used for posting notices.

But the problem is that there is no stone wall on the west bridge head of Wu County.

Lin Tailai sighed and turned around to report to the county. How could the infrastructure be inferior to that of Cheung Chau?

With his eyes fixed on the stone wall opposite, Professor Lin could only take a few steps forward and shouted to the Changzhou County government officials on the bridge: "Fight and not fight, retreat and not retreat, but why!"

The government officials across the street yelled at each other for being "ignorant" and "not good at being a human being." I heard that you, Lin Tailai, also belong to a club, so why don't you have any emotional intelligence?

Now there is a confrontation between one person and dozens of people. In front of everyone, if one person doesn't retreat first, how can dozens of people have the nerve to retreat first?

If you want to retreat, it's you, Lin Tailai, who retreats first. This is in line with the rules of the world!

Zhang Wu remembered that he had been taught to use his brain many times, so he took a few steps forward and shouted to the Changzhou County government officials:

"The bridge is so narrow, it's more suitable for me to sit in the pavilion to perform! So it's useless for you to squeeze on the bridge. Why not retreat to the formation below the bridge!"

Just now, the government officials were so impulsive that they chased her to the bridge. After hearing this, they felt that it made sense.

Especially those who ran fast and were unfortunately in the front row and had to stand on the bridge to face Lin Tailai directly. They immediately wanted to take the opportunity to retreat and retreat to the back.

But the people behind them had different ideas, so there was a little confusion among the government officials in Changzhou County.

Zhang Wu was very proud, and just when he was thinking about showing off to the spectators, he suddenly saw the silhouette of the spectators flashing, and he rushed forward, raised his whips, and started to fight.

Zhang Wu was confused. Didn't he have to use his brain? Why did he just sit there without saying anything and start acting recklessly again?

As his actual combat experience becomes more and more abundant, Professor Lin's literary career is not making progress, but his sense of team battle is becoming more and more sensitive.

The fighter plane disappeared briefly, but it was still captured by Professor Lin.

There was a conflict between the front and back rows of the Changzhou County government officials. When their attention was distracted, the front row on the bridge was suddenly hit by an iron whip.

At this time, the front row officers had no intention of fighting, but on the narrow bridge, there was no way to escape. If they didn't want to get hurt, they had no choice but to jump from the bridge into the river.

Then, like dumplings being dropped, more than a dozen people fell into the water.

There were cheers and cheers all around, and no one was watching for nothing. Sure enough, they saw the excitement of collective diving!

The government officials who were not on the bridge retreated one after another until they reached the intersection, regrouped, and stared at Lin Tailai nervously.

This guy surnamed Lin doesn’t really want to fight dozens of people, does he? So to fight or not to fight?

Why aren't the officials here yet? There's no one who has even given the order to retreat. It's so annoying.

Lin Tailai once again used his iron whip to clear the way to literature and stood in front of the stone wall at the east end of the bridge.

After pondering for a while, he replaced the iron whip with pen and ink, and wrote on the stone wall: "I was eighteen years old, and I have three poems that reflect my feelings."

One:

Suddenly youth goes against its will, and half a lifetime is spent with a lifetime of sorrow.

Drinking with others and getting drunk is like being homeless and wandering around.

The water vapor is lost in the city lights at night, and the river breeze is as cool as the orchestra in autumn.

I don’t know who’s old restaurant should I go to when I’m dreaming of sleeping on a pillow?

Second:

The meat-eating has never gone to the head of the tiger. In ten years, the sword sea and the sky are autumn.

Fortunately, I have never met Huang Zu in poetry and prose, and I am still embarrassed by Ma Zhou today.

Since your talents are difficult to use in the world, how can it be that I am not a good minister?

It should be noted that when I was young, I took the cloud ambition and once promised to be the best in the world.

Third:

In the fifteen southeastern states of Jinfen, thousands of grievances and grievances belong to celebrities.

It's all about having sex with guests in the prison basin, but the talented people in the group fan are at the top.

He avoids the banquet and is timid to read and hear things, and boxing is all for the sake of rice.

Tian Heng's 500 people are safe, how can they return to rule the lords?

Three consecutive songs with seven rhymes, ranging from personal encounters to worries and indignation about current events, the emotions and depths progress layer by layer, and the art is full of appeal!

Since time travel, this can be considered a big production, but it is a bit long in total and took a long time to write.

Fortunately, due to Professor Lin's reputation, the Changzhou County government officials did not come to disturb Professor Lin's literary creation. Therefore, if you want to join the literary world, you must first be able to compete.

After Professor Lin finished writing, he read it again, threw down the pen, turned around and left, slipping back to Wu County.

The Changzhou County government officials looked at Professor Lin's back and cursed again. If you want to come over and write poetry, just tell me. As for chasing the brothers to make dumplings?

Lin Tailai greeted the Zhang brothers and the Four King Kongs, "Let's go! Continue to find a place to drink and wait for the matter to ferment in the officialdom!"

First of all, in order to collect taxes for Wu County, I was humiliated and bullied by the Xu family from Changzhou County across the border to Wu County.

Then he filed a complaint with the Changzhou County Government, but the Changzhou County Government protected the Xu family and did not accept the complaint.

Then, outside the Changzhou County government office, he beat dozens of Changzhou County police officers in a rage as revenge.

Next, if Changzhou County goes to Wu County to put pressure on and ask for an explanation because of the beatings of dozens of police officers.

Then we must first explain that the Xu family of Changzhou County came to the territory of Wu County and smashed the Tangkou who was working for the Wu County Yamen. Why did the Changzhou County Yamen protect the Xu family?

The logic is perfect!

While walking on the road, Zhang Wen suddenly said in a deep voice: "Sit down! You definitely can't read these poems today."

Professor Lin looked at Zhang Wen in surprise: "When did you understand literature? How many words can you recognize?"

Zhang Wen commented: "I don't understand literature, and I don't know a few words. But I know that the poems that can be circulated in the market must be short, powerful, simple and easy to understand.

The poems I'm sitting in the hall with today are just that long together. But when I heard the titles again, I still felt like I was eighteen years old.

Then I can guess that it must be an innocent moan that plays with style, and should only appear in the literary world, not in the market.

Among the ordinary people on the road, how many of them like to see this thing?

So today’s reading of these poems will definitely be worse than those written on the doorstep of the famous prostitute’s house! "

Professor Lin couldn't bear to hear others say that the poems he wrote were not good. At first, he wanted to hit people, but in the end, he actually found some truth.

Then he sighed with emotion: "The poem is the voice of my heart. I just wrote it out of my feelings. I wrote it for myself, not for others to read!"

Zhang Wen was very surprised, right? You are not really invested in literature when you are sitting in the library, are you?

Isn't your old man's original intention of writing poetry just to cheat? Otherwise, why would you go to Huabang Beauty's house to forcefully sell poems?

Listening to the eldest brother chatting and laughing with him, and even discussing literature, Zhang Wu also felt that he had to say something, and he could not be completely outdone by his eldest brother.

So Zhang Wu also felt inspired and said: "I think the stupidest person today is the woman named Li Pianpian.

Don't famous prostitutes like them like to be in the limelight and gain fame for the sake of their worth?

She should come out in person, hold pen and ink in hand, sit down and write poems, maybe it would become a good story! "

Lin Tailai wanted to hit someone again. He found that the Zhang brothers deserved a beating. Did he have to make it clear that he was being discriminated against?

She doesn’t even look at her current status. She is not a literary celebrity, has no influence in the cultural circle, and is not a high-ranking official or a wealthy person. What famous prostitute is willing to take the initiative to pay for her?

A famous prostitute who uses humanities as a gimmick does not need the reputation of the iron fist and golden whip!

Hey, when you think about your own situation, you really are like "avoiding the banquet and shying away from hearing about things, and fighting for the sake of rice."

The process of climbing from the bottom to the upper class is already difficult. Firstly, there is a lack of money, and secondly, there is a lack of connections. Even the county government's food books are regarded as thighs.

The update is late, just to spend time looking for poems to put together a group. The protagonist is serious about "big production" for the first time. It is not easy to find unused ones with acceptable quality. In the end, I only found two slightly suitable ones. .