The sunset briefly appeared at dusk, and before it could fall to the top of the mountain, it was shrouded in a cloud of wind and clouds. The entire capital soon fell into the night, causing the lights to light up.

When it was the time when dinner was fragrant, although there was no trace of rain in the night sky, the evening breeze whimpered outside, and the temperature dropped a lot, causing many people's windows to close tightly.

In the dining room of Wu Mansion, several candlesticks have been lit, illuminating the wine table in the center and the surrounding corners, and a pair of calligraphy and paintings hung on the north wall.

The three of them sat around the table, and laughter and joy came from time to time.

Wu Shan and Yin Tai are fellow villagers in Jiangxi, Wu Shan is the Tanhualang in the 14th year of Jiajing, and Yin Tai is the Shuji Shi in the 14th year of Jiajing. The two worked together in the Hanlin Academy for a long time and formed a deep relationship.

friendship.

Wu Shan is now the second assistant of the dynasty, and Yin Tai is the Minister of Rites. The magnanimity of the officialdom failed to affect them. The two sat at the table and drank like old friends for many years.

Lin Qingran rarely saw his father-in-law drinking so happily, and he also poured wine for Wu Shan and Yin Tai.

The wine was specially brought by Lin Weiran. It was a jar of fragrant aged wine, which made the servants next to him unable to swallow and secretly swallowed their saliva.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of dishes.

Lin Qingran is someone else's son-in-law and disciple. Even though he has already been ranked first in the first rank, he still obediently acts as a younger brother, and he has the awareness of accompanying his leader at the dinner table in his previous life.

Wu Shan and Yin Tai talked a lot today. Starting from the beginning of the conversation in Jiangxi, they seemed to be more and more speculative as they talked, and they mentioned a lot of old past events.

"I remember that back then, you, Ziqian and Zhongsheng, I went to Beijing for the exam together. When I passed by Nanshan Temple, you said that the scenery there was unique, and you said that you would not pass the exam anyway, so you wanted to stay there and study hard.

Nian. It’s just that the three of us are worried about you and force you to get on the carriage, so you are willing to continue to go to Beijing for the exam with us!" Wu Shan took a sip of wine and said a story with a smile.

Lin Weiran not only acted as a wine-pouring guy, but also acted as a qualified listener. While pouring wine for himself, he also turned his head and looked at Yin Tai in surprise.

Although he always knew that Yin Tai's desire for power was not strong, he had always been "Buddhist" in the officialdom? But he did not expect that he would be so unactive when he went to Beijing to take the exam.

You know, when he went to Beijing to take the exam, he was always anxious on the way, and what he was most worried about was that he couldn't catch up with the exam time. Even if he knew he couldn't pass the exam, he wouldn't be like Yin Tai because of a good environment.

Want to stay.

Yin Tai remembered this past? A memory-like smile appeared on his face and said, "Haha... If you hadn't pulled me into the carriage, I really wanted to live in Nanshan Temple for a while!"

"When we were taking the exam, the last regret of the three of us was to be with you! In order to remember the wishes of sages, we three suffered a lot? They also followed you many detours? The most impressive thing is

It was because you were led to Langya Mountain. Ziqian was so angry that he almost wanted to go to Beijing alone!" Wu Shan gently lowered his wine glass and said jokingly.

Yin Tai then gently put down the wine glass, but smiled in Wu Shan's gaze and said, "I remember you also supported me back then and didn't complain a word? When you came back, you said something worthwhile!"

Lin Qingran added wine to the two of them, and his ears were slightly raised, wanting to continue listening to their past.

In his earlier impression, Wu Shan and Yin Tai were both typical nerds who "focused on reading only the books of sages? They turned a blind eye to the outside world". They just heard their conversation tonight? It turns out that they had a part of it. The years of high spirits.

Of course? He could also see that Yin Tai should be the more active one? This cheap father-in-law is probably a quiet scholar.

"The reason why I didn't complain at that time was that your poem was well written. I still remember the poem "The Drunken Weng Ting" until now!" Wu Shan picked up a mushroom with chopsticks and put it in the bowl, and explained with a smile. road.

Yin Tai raised his eyebrows slightly and asked tentatively: "Do you still remember?"

Lin Weiran gently put down the wine pot, and while complaining that Yin Tai had killed the chat, he also looked at Wu Shan worriedly. How many years have passed, how could he still remember it?

Wu Shan gently put down the chopsticks, and the oil stains on his lips flashed in the light. Just thinking deeply, he recited: "The drunkard pavilion leaned against the green mountains, and the beauty formed a new way to travel together. A generation of articles tells me about it. , Qianqiu Temple is in the wind. Fish can gather in the cold water and grottoes, but birds have not stopped when the guests are scattered in the forest. I want to visit the deeper part of Langya, and the wild wind blows down the front hill."

As this dynasty was in power in eight-part essays, poetry was no longer as grand as the Tang and Song dynasties. However, literati who were keen on poetry have always been a long time ago, and many officials themselves can be regarded as outstanding poets.

This "I want to visit the deeper part of Langya, and the wild wind blows down the Qianqiu" has already written the exploration spirit of Yin Tai's youth, and he is indeed a genuine and prosperous scholar.

Yin Tai was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect that Wu Shan would recite it word by word. While he was proud, he felt a little moved.

"Good poem! This poem can be passed down to future generations!" Lin Weiran seemed to see a picture scroll of the Drunken Weng Pavilion, and also clapped his hands and praised the authenticity.

Yin Tai was not proud of Lin Shiran's praise, but he was still a little self-aware. He knew that he was far inferior to the poems and essays of this genius disciple, but he turned his head and looked at Lin Shiran and said with a slight blame. I'm fool, you haven't had a new work in a long time!"

The same is true. In addition to leaving a song "Yangzhou" in Yangzhou, there have been basically no new poems released in recent years, which has led many people to even forget that Lin Weiran is the "bamboo gentleman" who amazed the Ming Dynasty.

"I am now being detained in the officialdom, so I am afraid I will not be able to write poems in the future!" Lin Qian seemed to be half true and half false to rude.

Yin Tai knew very well that this might be a rude, but it was also the truth. It was difficult for many talented and talented men to write good poems when they came to the officialdom. Especially this disciple's official career was too smooth, and he would not even focus on these poems. Article.

"Famousness and fame harm people!" Wu Shan did not have much concern about Lin Qingran, but commented.

In response to this comment, Lin Weiran also obediently responded to "yes".

Yin Tai sighed and said, "I am also considered as: I am throwing away the black gauze and not being an official, but I am so cold that I am not happy to fish. I can change it to: I can hold a thin pen and make it on the autumn wind. Poetry and essays!”

ah?
Chapter completed!