The Happy Life of Small Officials in Northern Song Dynasty

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Li Chong had been waiting at the pier by the island for more than half an hour, but he didn't mean to complain. He was rude first, and it was understandable for Su Jin to show off his style.

Although Li Chong is somewhat pedantic, his family background is scholarly, and the education of the family of the son of an official will naturally be superior to others. Since the doubts in his heart were resolved, Li Chong's attitude towards Su Jin has turned 180 degrees. Su Jin's two poems in his hands Each capital of "One Cut Plum" and "Shuilong Yin" is a classic. Compared with them, all the poems written by talented scholars and beautiful ladies in this poetry club are only worthy of toilet paper or firelight.

What's more, Bianliang's "Autumn Clouds" society and Yingtian's "Shuangyan" society have gradually gained fame. Li Chong may not care about other aspects, but for the poetry society he founded by himself, Li Chong will never allow it to decline. It was also an important reason why he was like a bee chasing honey after he discovered Su Jin.

The boat docked in front of the rocky pier, and Su Jin stepped ashore cautiously. Li Zhong hurriedly stepped forward to help him, and said, "Be careful, be careful!"

Su Jin said in his heart: "This is treating me like an uncle. This is not a small face."

Seeing Li Chongyi wearing a moon-white robe, but wearing a black crown and lacquered gauze hat, he looked a bit nondescript. This Li Chong, who is obviously dark skinned like someone from Tanzania, still prefers to wear a white robe. It’s really unbelievable. Could it be that he wants to set off himself? Dark and healthy skin and two rows of white teeth?

"Mr. Su is here. It is a great honor for Zhao Ting. The members of the poetry club are all looking forward to Mr. Su's arrival. Today, you will dedicate some wonderful poems to me."

"Where, where, the one who came down was late, extremely rude, forgive me."

The two of them greeted each other for a while, and Li Zhong led them slowly up a path of stone steps dug out. Turning around, the scene in front of him changed, and Su Jin was in full bloom, but Li Chong, who looked like a fool, would enjoy it.

After walking for a while, a large flat open space appeared in front of me. Several corridors in the open space connected the four colorful pavilions. There was a group of 30 people on the east side, and a group on the west side talking and laughing loudly. .

Li Chong took Su Jin to the slightly larger pavilion in the north, where there were seven or eight gentlemen sitting in twos and threes, chatting around three or four young women.

When the two came to the pavilion, Li Chong said loudly: "Everyone, Mr. Su Jin and Mr. Su are here, come and have a talk."

The people scattered around gathered one after another and stared at Su Jin one by one. Su Jin suddenly felt like a monkey being surrounded by a zoo, and felt unspeakably uncomfortable all over his body.

"Nimma, petty, a worthless thing who has never seen the world." Su Jin secretly cursed himself for being worthless, pretending to smile calmly, and bowed to everyone: "All talented men and women, Brother Wen and Sister Wen, hello Su Jin, it's a sin to be late, but I know you won't blame me."

Depend on!Everyone thought: How can someone forgive themselves like this.

Su Jin glanced over and saw that everyone's eyes contained admiration, curiosity, contempt, indifference, suspicion and other expressions. 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 club meeting this time, and today he must leave a masterpiece handed down for us, don't you think so?" Li Chong laughed.

"That's natural. Mr. Su's masterpiece has been sung throughout the city, and I can't hold a candle to it. What's rare is that Mr. Su came from a businessman background, but he has a brilliant literary talent. It's really an anecdote." Someone shouted loudly.

Everyone was stunned. It was a bit rude for this person to point out Su Jin's identity as a businessman so unabashedly, as if he was provoking Su Jin. What excitement is really ridiculous.

Su Jin looked at the sound, and saw that this remark came from a tall, thin, fair-faced young man. Seeing that the corner of his mouth was slightly mocking, and his eyes were full of contempt, he was obviously extremely dissatisfied with Su Jin; other men and women looked at Su Jin. Jin's reaction, waiting to see Su Jin's joke.

Su Jinda scratched his head and thought: I don't know you before, why do you hurt me as soon as we meet? Am I cheating on your sister or sleeping with your sister?

But Su Jin is not easy to mess with. Since you swung your fist, if I don’t return a big slap in the face, then I am not Su Jin anymore.

"This man is right. In Xiasuji's young owner's house, he manages a dozen or so shops in Suji, with hundreds of people. He is really busy with big and small things. In his spare time, he can only spare a little time to read sage books, or I doodled beyond my means; but I didn't expect that a few humble works would be highly praised, and I was really flattered."

Everyone thought: Dese, are you humble or boastful?

Su Jin continued: "Last night, I thought of an interesting question. If a layman like me can write lyrics and be praised, wouldn't all those talented people who spend their days writing poems full-time full-time and writing poems and lyrics be astonished?" The heavens and the earth weep ghosts and gods, is there a peerless masterpiece that has never been seen before or since? But the fact is that there are so many self-proclaimed talents in this world, but good poems are rare, why is that?"

Everyone thought, yes, why is this?

Su Jin smiled and said: "I can't figure it out, but when I told a maid in the room named Xiao Sui'er, she told the truth in one sentence, she said: gardenias will never bloom peonies. "

Everyone immediately understood that Su Jin was talking about qualifications.

Su Jin continued: "Obviously I don't have that talent, but I want to learn other people's dance and calligraphy; I am a dog's tail grass, but I also like lilies to shine with the wind; I am a toad, but I am a toad, but I want to imitate the beauties. Isn't it a joke?"

The faces of everyone in the room were flushed, and Su Jin's words were unspeakably heartwarming. This guy knocked down a boat of people with a stick, and he could be arrogant.

"You may think that what I say is not rude, but in fact what I say is just a rationale. The ultimate goal of some scholars is to win fame and honor their ancestors; People entertain themselves to cultivate their feelings. The vast majority of you here are the second or third types of people; so this has nothing to do with aptitude and talent. However, there are also people who jump out of the fourth type outside of these three types. Guess this Who are they?" Su Jin did not forget to interact with these people.

"Whoever is impatient to guess, say it quickly if you want to say it, and don't talk about it." The man who just satirized Su Jin's businessman's background shouted, and immediately two or three people followed suit, and they were impatient with Su Jin Luoli's long-winded nonsense.

The rest of the people looked at them with reproach, thinking that they were too rude. Although Mr. Su's words on poetry and Taoism were a little sharp, but what he said was quite reasonable. Such a rude answer for no reason was obviously a mistake. demeanor.

Su Jin laughed loudly and said, "Did you see that? I don't need to point it out, those few brothers showed their own differences. They are the fourth type of people, which is called arty in the following text. The ugly point is to make up the number, maybe the purpose of these young masters is not to appreciate good poems and good words, but to come here for the famous ladies and talented women here."

When these words came out, everyone burst into laughter. Su Jin didn't expect that the last sentence was the truth. The few people who came to the poetry club were surrounded by a few beautiful women every day. A sentence in the middle was exactly what they were thinking, so they laughed out loud.

"You lunatic, you spew blood!" The faces of those people were flushed, and they rushed forward with their sleeves. The feeling of being slapped naked in the face is really unacceptable, especially in front of women.

"Fighting?" Su Jin said: "It's not for a gentleman to fight, but if you guys really want to fight, I don't care."

Su Jin wandered around, saw two inkstones on the case table at a glance, reached up and copied two stone inkstones one by one, and held them in his hands.

With the bricks in hand, I have the world!

Su Jin said in his heart: Young master doesn't care about you helpless scumbags. When I was in high school, I used to photograph the gangsters in the school with my superb skill of swiping bricks. I didn't expect this skill to be wasted for four years. Years later, it came in handy in the Song Dynasty, and today I'm going to use these scumbags to make fun of it.