The Ming Dynasty's Spokesperson

After the old alliance leader Wang Shizhen asked, no one answered.

Most of the people here are successful seniors, with an average age of about fifty.

Who is willing to lower his status and fight against an eighteen-year-old "village man from the mountains"?

The younger Hu Yinglin has already fought, and everyone has seen the results with their own eyes.

Jiangnan Inspector Xing Tong, who was about the same age as Hu Yinglin, did not want to directly participate in the thankless civil war due to his powerful official position.

If the other party said, "I'm afraid of you, the patrolman, and I'm willing to admit defeat directly," then it would be too full of words to explain, and it would be completely funny.

Zhang Fengyi, the owner of Qiuzhiyuan, had no choice but to apologize to Wang Shizhen:

"I thought that we would set up a table on the mountain and be in a commanding position, so that we could control the gathering easily.

I don't want to be cut off by Jinbu, unable to respond from all sides, and causing you to be trapped in the Peony Pavilion. It's all my fault for not knowing the art of war! "

Wang Shizhen looked at Feng Shike and said, "You initiated the gathering. Go and persuade him to leave."

What does persuasion mean? Feng Shike was also an official, and he could hear suspicion in the words of the old alliance leader.

For some reason, Feng Shike had a vague feeling that the old alliance leader seemed to be a king in his later years, and he seemed to be full of suspicion.

It's true that once you meet Jinbu, you will be wrong for life!

Originally, in the competition among the new five sons, my overall advantage was not great.

If because of Lin Tailai, he is suspected by the old alliance leader, what else can he do?

Could it be that after all the effort and money he put into it, the literary world collapsed in the middle of nowhere?

Feng Shike sighed secretly, stood up and replied: "I have many rising talents in the clouds, among them Tang Wenwen, Dong Qichang, and Chen Jiru are present today, and they can fight against Jinbu!"

Yunjian is another name for Songjiang Prefecture. Literati often use Yunjian to refer to Songjiang Prefecture.

Feng Shike understood that if he faced Lin Tailai directly, he would be suspected no matter whether he won or lost.

If you lose, you collude with foreign enemies to destroy the sect. If you win, you collude with foreign enemies to fake a fight. Winner or loser is not a human being.

So it is better to give the picture to the younger generation from the same hometown, avoid suspicion first, and then act when the opportunity arises.

Wang Shizhen was noncommittal to Feng Shike's request and did not read the advertisement to see the efficacy.

Lin Tailai was continuing to harass Sun Lian Lian. When he had nothing to say, he asked, "What's the name of the pavilion on the rockery in Qiuzhiyuan?"

Sun Lianlian attended many events and knew many famous gardens in the city. She thought about it and replied, "It seems to be called the Peony Pavilion."

Lin Tailai was a little surprised by this name, and subconsciously said: "Isn't this a drama?"

Anyone who knows something about literary history knows that "The Peony Pavilion", the first of the Four Dreams in Linchuan, was written by Tang Xianzu.

Sun Lianlian was more professional in this regard and retorted: "How can there be a play called The Peony Pavilion?"

"It hasn't been written yet." Lin Tailai said casually.

Tang Xianzu is also a famous scholar today, but he seems to still be an official in Nanjing. His stance is anti-ancient and he wrote many articles criticizing Wang Shizhen's writings.

However, Lin Tailai also thought that Zhang Fengyi, the owner of Qiuzhiyuan, is also a famous opera master. Could it be that "The Peony Pavilion" is still related to Zhang Fengyi?

While he was thinking wildly, Lin Tailai suddenly saw Feng Shike appearing at the steps of the rockery.

He hurriedly said loudly: "Is this the retro-style general Feng Wensou?"

Feng Shike ignored Lin Tailai, and only turned to the other side and shouted to the foot of the mountain: "Where are Tang Wenxu, Dong Qichang, and Chen Jiru from Songjiang Mansion?"

Upon hearing the call from the elders from their hometown, Tang, Dong, and Chen got up and went to the rockery to obey orders.

Feng Shike, who was on the rockery, pointed in the direction of Lin Tailai and said to the three of them: "Everyone is watching from above. Please persuade him to leave."

The three of them were stunned when they heard this. They didn't expect that the three of them were called out to serve as pawns for the bosses to expel Lin Tailai!

Everyone in the verandah was also stunned. What kind of politics are the big guys on the mountain playing?

Among the three, the eldest Tang Wenwen was thirty-five years old, and the youngest Chen Jiru was twenty-eight years old.

They have a good relationship with each other, but after all, they have different personalities and have different thoughts at the moment.

Tang Wenwen studied under Zhao Yongxian (the one who was angered by Wang Shizhen in Taibai Tower). He was a man of integrity and disdained to flatter others and follow others' influence.

Moreover, the teacher Zhao Yongxian had just been angry with Wang Shizhen, so how could Tang Wenxian openly show his flattery to Wang Shizhen.

Dong Qichang felt that since Lin Tailai was so good at fighting, he might have a bright future. There was no need to offend Lin Tailai without any grievances.

Traveling in the world is about being worldly. Don't offend others if you can.

Chen Jiru, who currently does not have strong connections, is eager to give it a try. He feels that this is a big occasion and a great opportunity to gain prestige.

Lin Tailai looked at Tang, Dong, and Chen with some curiosity. Putting aside many bad deeds, these people can be regarded as figures whose names have been recorded in history.

Tang Wenwen is the number one scholar in the next subject, not to mention Dong Qichang who is a master of calligraphy and painting. Chen Jiru is also a benchmark figure in Shanren culture in the late Ming Dynasty.

Facing Professor Lin, Tang Wenxian and Dong Qichang were not very enthusiastic.

Only Chen Jiru rushed forward and said, "I will leave now. I, Chen Jiru, will come and take care of me for a while!"

Lin Tailai was very puzzled and asked: "We have never met each other before, where did you hear the name of Jinbu?"

Chen Jiru replied: "Senior Zhang Youyu said this during the dinner just now."

Damn it! I knew it was this old man who was causing trouble! Lin Tailai said unhappily:

"I have a first name! Please call me by my first name! Or Professor!"

Chen Jiru said, "We literati are different from you. We have to find a name to address people by their first names.

You don’t have any other alias, and the professor is not an elegant name. If I don’t call you Jinbu, what else would you call me? "

Zhang Youyu, who was sitting in the verandah, clapped his hands and laughed: "Wonderful, wonderful! The three heroes of Yunjian fight against Jinbu!"

Lin Tailai sighed and didn't want to talk to Yunjian Sanying. His prey was a big boss, at least at the level of Hu Yinglin!

The three heroes of Yunjian in front of me are not perfect now, and there is no gain from defeating them. They will be almost the same in twenty years!

So Lin Tailai shouted towards the rockery: "Is there anyone in the Peony Pavilion on the mountain? He even summoned the juniors as reinforcements!"

The old timers, who have mastered kung fu, turned a deaf ear to this. They let him do whatever he wanted, and the breeze blew over the hills.

Wen Zhengming's great-grandson Wen Zhenmeng, who was only twelve years old, felt itchy for a moment. He was also a newborn calf and was not afraid of tigers. He rushed to the steps of the rockery and shouted: "Then Wen Zhenmeng from my mountain will come to meet you!"

Why is a little kid joining in the fun! Lin Tailai turned his head ruthlessly and said to Chen Jiru:

"It's up to you to do it, I'm sure you're better than a twelve-year-old child.

I was born in a rural town, and I don’t have as many educational resources as you academics.

Therefore, I have no one to teach me how to paint, my calligraphy is mediocre, my music and rhythm are not clear, and I have not yet learned the meaning of scriptures.

Everything else can be compared. What do you want to compare with? "

Chen Jiru: "."

Is there any option? Besides poetry, what else?

Professor Lin said boldly: "Astronomy, geography, ancient and modern times, scenery in all directions, you can take your pick!"

Chen Jiru said helplessly: "Then let's compare poetry."

Zhang Youyu, who was watching the excitement and didn’t mind the big deal, shouted: “I’ll give you a question!

Back then, you and Feng Wensuo were on the same page, but now you are at odds with each other and are on the verge of breaking up!

I think the title is based on the changes in the relationship between you and Feng Wensuo! "

"Is this question acceptable?" Lin Tailai asked Chen Jiru.

Chen Jiru nodded, and then quickly began to think hard, seizing the time to enter the creative state.

The literary world is starting to gain momentum, here’s the chance! Become famous today!

Lin Tailai, who only wanted to hunt the big boss, was very impatient and casually said half a poem:

"If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan with sadness? It is easy to change the heart of an old friend, but the heart of an old friend is easy to change.

This is just half of the poem, there is no need for the whole poem! "

Chen Jiru: "."

Great talent, under the huge shadow, without even a chance to display it, fell into a box!

Chen Jiru, one of the three heroes in the clouds, was killed immediately in battle!

Lin Tailai casually pulled away Chen Jiru, who was like a walking zombie, cruelly threw him aside, and shouted violently: "Next! Hurry up! I'm in a hurry!"

This cold-blooded and devoid of humanity and emotion left the audience in the arcade stunned.

Could this be what Zhang Youyu said, the dominance of the literary world?

I really didn’t have much time to type today, so I squeezed in and only wrote these. I’ll try to write more tomorrow to make up for it. Please forgive me for being a middle-aged man.