Chapter 119: Becoming famous in one battle

Liu Jingwen did have important things to ask for a horse to stop driving. He just came back from Yangzhou and didn't even have to rest, so he held this literary meeting, just because the horse to stop driving like this. As for the fact that he traveled thousands of miles to ask for a horse to stop driving, he was naturally the only way to win the horse to stop driving.

Because he didn't want to drive the horse, Liu Jingwen had a lot of effort for this literary meeting. In order to make perfect, he did not hesitate to find his cousin Liu Suifeng, who was far away in the school in Yunxi County. This detail can also be seen from this detail.

It should be said that the arrangement of this literary meeting was indeed successful. The park is famous for its long-lasting and quiet scenery, which is a good place for the literati to gather. The chrysanthemum platform selected by Liu Suifeng is a pavilion, continent, flowers, and water. In addition, the special way of rafting and rafting, it should be said that the literary meeting was extremely outstanding from the site selection to the theme, and then to the method of inviting guests. This can be seen from the smiley face of the horse's smiling face when he climbed the gerbera platform.

Liu Jingwen's good mood was destroyed because of three things. First, Guan Guan's poems. As the guest of the ceremony, Ma Bianjia should be the object of Guan Guan's love, not the unknown boy below. Since this accident, Liu Jingwen has discovered in pain that the originally planned and arranged literary meeting has completely changed its taste.

The Liyuan Wenhui suddenly changed its tone. The Wenhui, which was originally planned to be a good choice for the horse-bearing, became the place where Tang Cheng was shining. As for the horse-bearing, he was embarrassed. When he wrote the poem in the same title, the damn little bitch Guan Guan made trouble again. When he heard the little bitch singing the poem "Accompany others to criticize" in the middle of the chrysanthemum platform, Liu Jingwen really strangled Guan Guan to death.

But this was not the end of pain. When Tang Cheng stood up, especially when he and Ma Biejia began to debate the sutra, Liu Jingwen's head was about to explode. At this point, he finally had to admit it painfully. This conference initiated by him was simply a ridiculous and extremely wrong.

"I was the eight generations of ancestors. The stone crack was not tightly stuffed, and Tang Chenglai actually popped out." As the debate on the sandbank became deeper and deeper, the voices of both sides became louder and louder, and Liu Jingwen's brows became tighter and tighter. The literary show in front of him had already evolved into a torture, and now it is the pinnacle of this torture.

The purpose of Liu Jingwen's arrangement of this literary meeting was to flatter Ma Biao. However, the actual effect at present has become a famous meeting in Tang Cheng. What Liu Jingwen couldn't accept the most was the embarrassing and uncomfortable relationship between Tang Cheng's famous reputation and the embarrassing and uncomfortable experience. Every display of Tang Cheng's talent was accompanied by a embarrassing experience of Ma Biao. The situation has developed to this point, Ma Biao has completely become a stepping stone for Tang Cheng's famous Jinzhou literary world.

Seeing the horse on the chrysanthemum platform, Liu Jingwen sighed in his heart: "The conscience of heaven and earth, I really didn't want to invite Tang Cheng to participate in this literary meeting!"

Ignoring Liu Jingwen's depression, the Hekes who came to attend the literary meeting were now full of excitement. It was so eye-opening! Unexpectedly, a "Analects of Confucius" that had been reciting and learning since childhood could actually tell such a new meaning in Tang Cheng's mouth. His approach to interpreting the scriptures and the entry point of analyzing the scriptures was purely unheard and never seen for the scribes. It was incredible to hear it at first, but this incredible theory was not out of nonsense. Tang Cheng and every sentence and every point could lead to the predecessors' judgment as evidence and follow his ideas. The more the scribes thought, the more reasonable it became. At least the four words "self-conforming" could stand firm.

"You guy, please help me get my pen and ink." The actions of a scholar attracted a storm, and the other scholars who were very interested in hearing also asked for paper and pen to record, and for a moment they only kept the boys serving busy.

Liyuan has also held several literary meetings. These smart boys have participated in the service of the literary meetings again and again. Have you ever seen such a scene? What's wrong with these literati?

Although he was confused, the boys had no room to stay at their feet and ran to get the pen and ink prepared in advance. Among them, a boy who served in the study saw the scene in front of him, and suddenly remembered the story his master told when he was reciting the "Three Capitals Fu" of the Six Dynasties. What's right! Paper in Luoyang is expensive. Isn't this scene just like the paper in Luoyang that the master talks about?

Holding paper and pen in his hand, the little boy who was walking through the chrysanthemums turned his head and looked at Tang Cheng who was talking. With his experience of serving the literary gatherings several times, the boy clearly felt that there was another ruthless person in the literary world in Jinzhou. Tomorrow, no, just after the literary gatherings ended today, the name of this Tang Cheng will be spread among scholars in the mainland of the city.

No one paid attention to the little boy's feelings. Many of them were refreshing. The scribes who were eager to record did not know how to do it, and Tang Cheng naturally did not know how to do it. Now he is in a time of high excitement.

When Ma Biejia couldn't help but take action, Tang Cheng was really excited. After all, he could fight face to face! But while being excited, he was also unhappy. After Ma Biejia lost face after losing face in Fu Shi, he decided to take action himself, needless to say that he must use his best skills. What else can he be the best skilled in as a Mingjing subject?

Even if Tang Cheng is arrogant, he will inevitably feel unsure if he argues with a person who has passed the Ming Jing degree!

What he didn't expect was that the subject chosen by Ma Bie Jiao would be "The Analects of Confucius". When he heard the title of this book, Tang Cheng's face was not moved, but he really had the urge to whistle to the sky. Lao Ma, Lao Ma, you are so fucking worthy of face!

If he chose so many articles in the Four Books and Five Classics, even if he could resist with what he learned after traveling through time, he would be destined to be a rival to the horse. But when it comes to "The Analects of Confucius", he has a chance to try it out.

In later generations, when Tang Cheng went to college, the trend of education reform was emerging in colleges and universities across the country. One of the policies of this trend was doctoral supervisors. Master supervisors could not only focus on academic research, but also had to teach undergraduates.

The old man who taught Tang Cheng and others was a doctoral supervisor specializing in the pre-Qin period, and his main research direction was "The Analects of Confucius". Of course, the study of "The Analects of Confucius" not only refers to the chapters themselves, but also to the history of the Analects of Confucius' research over the past two thousand years.

Regarding the interpretation of "The Analects of Confucius" and the disputes in the study of the Analects of Confucius over the years, the thin and twenty-chapter "The Analects of Confucius" has opened for a year. For the good student Tang Cheng, this is also the course he felt that he had gained the most in his four years of college life.

The harvest is the harvest. But what he never expected was that the direct application of the harvest this year would be 1,300 years ago, and the application target would be a Jinshi of the Mingjing dynasty in the Tang Dynasty.

If you are familiar with the meaning of the Analects of Confucius, it is naturally difficult to match the horses compared to the horses. However, if you want to discuss the analysis of the Analects of Confucius, how can a person compare with Tang Cheng, who has two thousand years of research history knowledge?

For example, the interpretation of the "gentleman" in the Analects of Confucius, the understanding of "benevolence" and the understanding of "sage". What Ma Bian can do is to follow the meaning of the classics. Even though he worked hard and diligently, his research results could not surpass the times. However, Tang Cheng jumped out of the times. In terms of the analysis and understanding of the Analects of Confucius, the level of the two is not on the same platform at all.

Although the debate continues, the results can be seen from the attitudes of the scribes in the audience. Although no one will directly say the identity of Lao Ma, the horse did not go to the position to debate the debate in person, it was indeed a loss.

In front of everyone, there is no suspense in the loss, no chance of turning the table, and the worst thing is that he loses because he is best at the subject he is best at and is also based on.

How can you bear the love and how can you bear the person!

In the Jinzhou literary world, he has always encountered unprecedented embarrassment, and his embarrassment has made the reputation of his later students Tang Cheng.

Tang Cheng, the literary world in Jinzhou for the first time, achieved his halo with the help of a horse. From today on, when the literary people in Jinzhou gathered again, "Tang Cheng" was destined to become an unavoidable name, and as time goes by, his reputation will surely radiate to the surrounding and even the Daocheng Xiangzhou.

The autumn is clear and the chrysanthemums blooming Liyuan Wenhui begins with joy and ends with embarrassment. When Ma Babi left, his face was as gloomy as the sudden change of weather. When Liu Jingwen, as the master, gave him a look, his face was as terrible as his relatives!

This is the case with the host and the guest of honor, how can the others be happy?

"The one who argues with you is Ma Bie Jia. If you want to say that the harvest should be the greatest. The ancients are the most important thing to say that they are dead in the morning and night, and if they say that they should be happy," he witnessed the old horse's face turned gloomy. Master Yan sighed and said, "I have been an official for too long. I am too strong. Even if I say that the horse is a master. In fact, it is far from the way of the saint!"

Mr. Yan's words made Tang Cheng, who was still in an excited state, speechless, "How many people in this world can see through fame and fortune like a gentleman!"

"Just as you said just now, the first priority of saints is to cultivate one's own way. If you can't do this well, why not say anything else?" Mr. Yan, who was speaking, saw someone waved in the chrysanthemums in the distance, then stopped talking and said, "I'll make an appointment with my old friend. You can go back later. Come to my room in the evening and then talk about you in your life."

Alas, this is the sequelae!

After watching Master Yan leave, Tang Cheng turned his gaze to Ma Bie, who was traveling through the water by boat, and Liu Jingwen was talking behind him.

The same environment, the same boat, the same people, but the horses didn't ride at this time no longer had the pleasure of taking a boat at the beginning. Thinking of the predicament of Lao Ma being choked speechless by himself just now, and thinking of the dark and low face when he left, Tang Cheng felt that the tone that had been depressed in his heart for a long time finally completely vomited.

The spear of the general, the shield of the attack of the son, the old horse, the old horse, you should know how depressed it feels to be unable to fight back!

Not long after leaving Tang Cheng with emotion, some essays came to greet each other after sending off the horse and leaving the horse. Unlike the greetings recommended by Master Yan before the start of the literary meeting, these essays were obviously polite and intimate.

"Okay, sure, sure."

"I can ask Brother Su to spend money there and study later. I should buy wine to ask Brother Su for help."

"Brother Zhao said that the explanation of this sentence in the "Shuer" is very debatable. Tomorrow? Well, there are indeed some trivial matters tomorrow. After these days, later students will come to ask for advice in person, so be good, a gentleman's word."

Compared with the more realistic pen-dog officials in the prefecture yamen, the literati who had been with poetry and books since childhood was obviously much simpler. Although many literati were away from Tang Cheng because of their rage, many literati did not shy away from this and came to greet Tang Cheng to make an appointment.

This greeting was a long time before Tang Cheng slowly got free after most of the scholars were taken away by the boat.

It was not until this time that Liu Suifeng, dressed in white, came over, and the following was the one who didn't even say hello when he left.

"Brother Tang became famous in one battle, which is a joyful congratulation!" Liu Suifeng stopped talking and led Guan Guan to Tang Cheng, "It would be better not to forget Brother Tang's appointment that year!"

"This is nature."

Upon hearing this, Liu Suifeng said nothing, and a boy came to guide the two of them on the boat at the wave.

Perhaps she couldn't stand the coolness of the autumn wind on the water. Guan Guan leaned slightly towards Tang Cheng. As the customary rule at that time, at least on this night, she belonged to the poet Tang Cheng.

From Yangzhou to Jinzhou, from the Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moon Night to the chrysanthemum platform where flowers bloom, looking at the energetic man beside him, Guan Guan felt that everything he had done just now was worth it.

She offended Liu Jingwen for this and was destined to have nothing to do.

Tang Cheng reached out and leaned over to Guan Guan. Her waist was indeed slim and delicate, "Is it cold?"

Guan Guan didn't say anything, and shook his head with a smile, but his body snuggled closer to Tang Cheng's arms.

The grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered. The green mountains are faint in the distance, and the waters of the boat are far away. Tang Cheng, who is standing long, and Guan Guan in his arms, walks on a boat, witnessing this scene. The boy who is leading the boat suddenly appears in his heart that the owner often likes to say.

A talented man and beautiful woman!

After leaving Liyuan, the two boarded the carriage. The coachman Lao Li looked at Guan Guan in surprise, but said nothing. As he shouted, the carriage headed straight towards the city with a loud noise.

Even though he had already gotten on the carriage, Guan Guan still snuggled up to Tang Cheng tightly as if he was unhappy with the coldness.

"I heard that Liu Jingwen asked you to come and promised a lot of money. This time I have implicated you." At this point, Tang Cheng hesitated for a moment and said, "Don't be so popular, shouldn't he?"

Guan Guan was in the fun hall for a long time, and he didn't need to say anything about his skills in observing his expressions. Although Tang Cheng had not finished speaking, she understood the meaning.

"It turns out that he is not just thinking about his affectionate person." When Guan Guan thought about this, a warm feeling surged from the bottom of his heart. He leaned on Tang Cheng's arm and shook it gently. He smiled and said, "Ma Biaojia is a person with status. No matter what he thinks in his heart, he will not come forward to make things difficult for me."

Tang Cheng could understand that although Lao Ma was not arrogant, he didn't want others to use this to say. His identity was too sensitive, and the gap between him and Guandi was too far. Even if he had the will, he wouldn't care about it.

This is especially true after the literary meeting, "Don't drive the horse, even though this is the case, Liu Jingwen is still there."

"I don't want to be disdainful and it's not easy to argue with me, but Liu Jingwen dared not." When Guan Guan said this, his smile had a little more self-harming. "Although my life is as low as an ant, I have been popular for nearly a month. It's a money tree in the Jiaofangsi! I was originally an official prostitute from the Jiaofangsi in Yangzhou, and this body belongs to the Yangzhou government office. When Liu Jingwen invited me, his identity and origin were all filed. If something happened to my money tree in Jinzhou, he could not afford it, so even if he hated me to the core, he would not dare to do anything. He gave up just some money."

Like after today's incident, Tang Cheng naturally would not ignore Guan Guan. However, with such a solution, it was much simpler than he thought, "That's good! Liu Jingwen promised that I would make up for all your money."

"If it's for money, why should I do this just now?" Guan Guan's voice was faint. After saying this, she pondered for a moment, leaning on Tang Cheng's shoulder, but she hummed a song in a low voice.

Tang Cheng listened carefully, Guan Guan sang the poem on the Twenty-Four Bridges that night:

The green mountains are faintly drifting, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered. On the moonlit night of the twenty-four bridges, where can the jade man teaches to play the flute?

Guan Guan was obviously in an inexplicable mood. He sang softly with his eyes slightly closed and there was a deep affection and memory.

At this time, Guan Guan was gone all over the dust on her body. Her face, with her eyes closed, was filled with purity that was unprecedented. In Tang Cheng's eyes, it was like a girl next door who was whispering her longing for life in later generations.

Tang Cheng wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just reached out to hug Guan Guan. He hugged him very lightly but very attentively.

After the singing softly, Guan Guan opened his eyes again and showed a bright smile, "Tang Cheng, aren't you also a slasher? Lord Ma is the master of this state."

Tang Cheng gave her a reassuring smile, "It's okay, I can handle it."

Jinzhou said it was small, but it was not big. Today's literary meeting was spread soon, and the state yamen has always been the most informative place. What made Tang Cheng extremely depressed a few days ago was not Ma Biejia's suppression, but his suppression could not fight back. But after today's Wenhui, it was equivalent to making the conflict between the two public. If Ma Biejia rashly put on his shoes for Tang Cheng, not to mention other people's opinions and discussions, even Tang Cheng himself had everything to say.

If you were not sure, don't tear someone's face at will! After Yao Dongqi's incident, Tang Cheng never forgot about this sentence about Zhao Laohu for a day, but following the law does not mean being bound by the law. When facing a horse that doesn't leave any face for him, he simply presents the torn face bloody face in front of everyone, whether it is to vent his chest or to protect himself, or it can achieve miraculous effects.

As for retaliation, there will definitely be this, but at least after a period of buffering. At least Tang Cheng no longer has to endure the depression he had been as depressed as before.

Since the conflict between the two is irreconcilable, although Tang Cheng is unwilling, he will not be afraid of this revenge. Some destined things will always come. If he has already known this,

Why bother yourself too much?

It’s not that you can’t bear it, it’s not that you can’t bend, but the purpose of bend is to stretch, and the purpose of endurance is to develop! Otherwise, why do you need to endure? Why do you need to endure?

After hearing Tang Cheng's words, Guan Guan did not continue asking questions and said nothing about what he had seen along the way. Tang Cheng had just returned to Yangzhou and turned around. What Guan Guan said was exactly what he saw when he came back. As he was talking, bursts of cheerful laughter burst out from time to time in the carriage.

It was while he was joking that Old Li drove into the Jinzhou city gate in the carriage. Hearing the noise outside, Guan Guan lifted up the curtains and looked at them and whispered: "I brought a few good tea here in Jinzhou. Now I'm in the Wanfulou guesthouse. Tang Cheng, do you want to try it?" As he said this, a layer of blush suddenly appeared on Guan Guan's slightly lowered face.

"Even if the flowers bloom in the backyard are blooming," this sentence seems to be still in my ears. But Guan Guan is now completely different from the first encounter at that time.

"You and I met Yangzhou, but we were able to meet again in Jinzhou. Such a geopolitical method is so rare, and drinking tea is a bit too light."

"It's all right to drink alcohol."

"Of course I have to drink, but I'm not in the inn," Tang Cheng smiled and lifted up the curtains of the car and said, "Old Li, go home."

Guan Guanran was surprised, "Go home?"

"Yes, go home!".
To be continued...