Chapter 149 Poetry and Book Sword Saint
After seeing the scenery at the peak, it is great wisdom to be willing to take the initiative to move down the peak.
Li Linfu is not.
He was almost dying of illness and was unwilling to let go of power. Even though he knew that he had been suppressed by Li Longji, he tried every means to survive in the court, but never thought of taking the initiative to resign and die.
Perhaps, he could no longer give up. He represented not only him, but also all the prime minister factions in the court that were lying towards him, as well as the Eastern Palace factions that were ready to pounce on him at any time. Once he let go, it would be a disaster.
How can we escape unstoppably?
Although Li Linfu, who was lying on the sickbed, was weak, the prime minister's mighty power was not at all. His eyes were half open and half closed, like a thin sick tiger napping in the mountains and forests. Although the sick tiger was weak, all the beasts were shocked.
Mubin stood in front of the sickbed, standing with his hands down, and did not dare to come out.
"Here, there is a list of people who have prepared by me. You can visit them one by one according to the list. Some people should immediately ask the Ministry of Personnel to transfer from Beijing and place them out of the place. Some people will immediately retire and return home. Don't be greedy for power, or if you are late, you will change..." Li Linfu weakly took out a list from under the pillow and handed it to Mubin.
Mu Bin was shocked and said in a panic: "Prince, has he reached this point?"
Li Linfu closed his eyes and sighed, "The holy heart is unpredictable. I am old and have not had much time. Finally, I have to find a way out for the people below."
Mu Bin said with tears in his eyes: "The Prime Minister has been ruling the Tang Dynasty for half his life, but now he has ended up..."
Li Linfu suddenly laughed, coughed a few times, and said, "It's not that serious. The king and his ministers actually compromised and gave in to survive. Your Majesty will not attack me. Now I am just giving in. What Your Majesty is worried about is unbalanced in the court. I cut my wings and cut my foundation to make Your Majesty feel at ease. I took this step and let the court form a new balance. Your Majesty should not kill them all. He must be afraid of the world and the court's long-lasting words, so my right prime minister is still unshakable..."
After sighing, Li Linfu continued, "But this balance will not last long. Donggong and Yang Guozhong are eyeing each other. Sooner or later, they will pounce on you. Your Majesty is happy to see the new forces destroy the old forces. He will only be optimistic and will not stand on my side. I have not had much time, so I will die if I die. But you... have to make plans early."
Looking up at the beam above his head, Li Linfu suddenly laughed: "It is a great minister for half a lifetime, but he still has to make a life for himself before he dies. It's ridiculous! How unwilling to do it!"
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Gu Qing officially took office as the chief of the Left Guard. After working for a long time, he realized that he was unhappy.
It was so good to join the army in the past. It was basically a idle position. After the Mao Zedong every day, he would stroll around without doing anything and not do many business tasks. The Zuowei's palace, from the general to the soldiers guarding the gate, became familiar with each other.
Now that he has served as Chief Secretary, Gu Qing realized that the workload of this official position is not ordinary. Chief Secretary is responsible for many affairs, from the list of soldiers of the Left Guard to the illegality of the insults of manners in the picket guards, as well as the summary of affairs of each Cao Cao, and the rotating collection of weapons and rations, etc., the Chief Secretary is responsible for all of them.
After only half a day at work, Gu Qing was almost exhausted and paralyzed. He seriously suspected that the aftermath of the prison robbery incident a few days ago had not subsided. Li Longji's real punishment for him had just begun. Maybe he had already made up his mind to be promoted to his post and then torture him to death.
At noon, Gu Qing sat alone in the room to reflect on his life and summarize his original intentions. He felt that he should not be of the temperament of working hard and serving the people. So Gu Qing decided to skip work in the afternoon.
After packing up my things and returning home, I went into the kitchen without saying a word.
There are servants at home, housekeepers, accounting offices and chefs. In other aspects, it’s okay, but I’m a little dissatisfied with the chef’s skills. Gu Qing must teach him how to cook step by step. In terms of eating, Gu Qing has always been serious and rigorous.
After teaching for an afternoon, I wasted countless ingredients. The chef was able to make a few good dishes, and Gu Qing was barely satisfied.
In the evening, Mr. Xu came to report that Li Shierniang, who lived with Changlefang, sent his daughter to come and asked Gu Qing to have a banquet.
It is common for upper-class people to hold banquets and entertain guests. This is a social means. Just like a garden party, Li Shierniang has a prestige among the people of Chang'an City. Guests often come to visit, and banquets have become an indispensable daily communication activity.
Gu Qing went there happily. Last time he and Zhang Huaijin dig an ant nest in Li Shierniang's yard. After half of it, Zhang Huaijin couldn't bear it and called out urgently. Gu Qing had to give up reluctantly and tonight to see if the ants were still there.
After entering Li Shierniang's mansion, the front hall in the mansion was laughing and cheering. Gu Qing went into the hall and first met Li Shierniang. Li Shierniang smiled and recommended guests to Gu Qing.
Looking at the three guests in Gu Qing's court, one of them looked thin and yellow in his face, about thirties, and a blue long gown looked a little shabby. It was obvious that his family was quite poor. The other was also in his thirties, with a strong body, a bright eyes, and a short shirt and a strong outfit. Another one looked like a sage, dressed in a calm face, and was powerful without anger.
Li Shierniang stepped forward to introduce Gu Qing, pointed to the man who looked short of family and smiled, "This is Du Fu, Du Zimei, who is waiting for Jixianyuan in Chang'an and is waiting for the imperial court to be appointed as an official. He has extraordinary literary talent and brilliant poetry. He is a friend worth making."
Gu Qing was stunned for a moment, then looked at Du Fu in shock, and suddenly became excited.
It’s really worth traveling through time. After meeting Li Bai, I met another big shot in the poetry world. The poet saint who is as famous as the poet Li Bai.
Poetry immortals and poets seem to be poorer than the other, and the industry of poets is obviously in a downturn since ancient times.
"Brother Zimei! Brother Zimei has been intimate for a long time, and I regret not knowing Jing. Today is really a blessing in my life." Gu Qing stepped forward and held Du Fu's hand, swaying up and down constantly.
I look too poor and want to give him a big red envelope...
Du Fu was also stunned. How could the young man in front of him be so excited? Du Fu is now in his thirties, but his career is not going well. It was not until the end of last year that he was praised by Li Longji. The so-called appreciation is just to give the word "to be ordered", which means that you should wait for me to be appointed as your official position.
A person who is still in his thirties and has accomplished nothing will never be treated so grandly.
"Well, I'm afraid this person is Gu Changshi? Gu Changshi has been quite famous in Chang'an recently. Du has heard of his reputation for a long time, especially your poem "I hope people will live long and share the beauty of the moon with thousands of miles apart", which made Du even more fascinated and fascinated." Du Fu bowed in a regular manner.
Gu Qing hurriedly returned the greeting: "Brother Zimei, you are polite. Your song 'How can you get thousands of houses to shelter all the poor men in the world' also made Gu feel deeply moved and admired."
After the words came, there was a silence in the front hall, and everyone, including Li Shierniang, stared at Gu Qing with strange eyes.
Gu Qing froze his smile, and then kept blinking.
I said the wrong thing? Is it wrong? What's wrong?
After a long time, Du Fu sighed quietly: "Du is ashamed of learning and has achieved nothing, and even writing poetry is a mess. Gu Changshi is afraid that he has recognized the wrong person. Du has never written the poem "How can I get thousands of houses in the vast building"..."
Gu Qing was immediately embarrassed, and at this time he finally realized. This poem was indeed written by Du Fu, but it should have been written by Du Fu when he temporarily lived in Yizhou Caotang many years later. This poem has not yet been published.
The two guests next to him lit up their eyes. The scholar in his forties murmured: "'How can I get thousands of houses to shelter all the poor men in the world to be happy', a good poem! Gu Changshi is worthy of being a young master who can write "sharing the moon with thousands of miles apart". He is famous and has a perfect talent. In more than ten words, he shows his compassion for the people and admires him!"
When Li Shierniang heard someone praising Gu Qing, her eyebrows and eyes suddenly showed joy, and she looked at Gu Qing with great devotion, as if she was proud of her child.
Li Shierniang introduced again: "This is the censor of the palace, Yan Zhenqing, and Zhang Xu, and he is known as the two great calligraphy masters of the world. Yan Qingchen is good at running script and regular script, and Zhang Xu is good at cursive script. However, Zhang Xu is a drunkard with a very poor wine taste. He is crazy after drinking. My mansion has been hit by him many times after he is drunk. Gu Qing, please don't pay attention to him in the future."
Gu Qing once again felt respectful. This was a loyal minister. Unfortunately, later generations only knew how to praise his calligraphy, but few people mentioned the loyalty and martyrdom of the Yan family.
After finishing his clothes and hats, Gu Qing bowed to Yan Zhenqing very formally.
Yan Zhenqing was confused by Gu Qing's serious manners and subconsciously returned the courtesy.
After Gu Qing bowed, he looked at Yan Zhenqing deeply and said, "Yan Gong is loyal and loyal, and the sun is bright, and future generations can be seen for generations."
This sentence made everyone more and more inexplicable, but Gu Qing could not say anything, only sighed.
I hope that I can stop some tragedies and give the loyal and martyred ministers in the world a good ending.
Seeing that Gu Qing was a little abnormal tonight, Li Shierniang looked at him deeply and introduced him to the last guest dressed by a warrior. When introducing this guest, Li Shierniang's expression suddenly became much colder.
"This uninvited villain is named Pei Min. His swordsmanship is superb and he can be called the best in the world. I heard that you are the son of an old friend, and he came to see you by himself."
Gu Qing was shocked again.
Pei Min is the only person who has been called the "Sword Saint" in ancient times. This is not a nickname given by people from the martial arts world, but a real record of historical books. Li Bai's poems, Zhang Xu's cursive scripts, and Pei Min's swords are called "Three Wonders of the Tang Dynasty".
If the Tang Dynasty exists in the world, then the sword saint in front of him can be said to be a super expert in the world.
Gu Qing quickly stepped forward to greet him.
Pei Min laughed, but did not return the gift, but stepped forward and patted Gu Qing on the shoulder, making Gu Qing shorter. Li Shier Niang frowned and scolded: "You are gentler. Didn't you realize that he is just a child and hasn't practiced Kung Fu?"
Pei Min looked at Gu Qing and smiled and said, "The children of the Gu family have grown up so old. Your parents and I were also friends back then. They drank and killed people together. Of course, I have fought with your parents several times. For many years, I have been happy to see the son of an old friend and will not return tonight without getting drunk!"
Looking at Li Shier Niang with a smile, Pei Min said, "I was having an interview with the Gu family and Pei narrowly won a move. You almost rushed over and fought with me at that time, but I just tried to compete. The Gu family and I didn't take it seriously, but you took it seriously. I have regarded me as enemies over the years, and it is rare to hear Twelve Niang praise me for 'the best in the world'."
Gu Qing was shocked. In the past, Li Shierniang said that his parents had excellent martial arts skills and said that they were invincible in the world, but they should be a top-notch master in the Tang Dynasty. However, the couple joined forces to compete with Pei Min, but they failed to beat him. This shows how unfathomable Pei Min's sword skills are.
Li Shierniang said coldly: "Your swordsmanship is indeed the best in the world. However, because of your swordsmanship, you are inevitably arrogant and ruthless, but you cannot bear the word "heroic". Also, I regard you as an enemy over the years, and it is definitely not the case that you discussed with the Gu family and his wife back then. You know the real reason yourself."
Pei Min was stunned and suddenly showed a look of Xiao Ran, and sighed helplessly: "Twelve Mother, I can't do some things. The emperor treats me with the kindness of the emperor. Many years ago, I served as the envoy of the Longhua Army. I ate the salary of the emperor. How can I do anything to rebel against the emperor? I have explained these words to you back then, and you never refuse to listen to them."
Li Shierniang sneered and said, "The grudge of the old friend and the grace of the emperor will make things difficult for you."
Pei Min lowered his head and remained silent.
But Gu Qing understood. From the conversation between the two, he guessed that it should be related to the grudge between his parents. Perhaps Li Shierniang assassinated An Lushan many times back then, but failed, so he asked the sword saint Pei Min for help. The sword saint Pei Min was a military officer in the court and could not do the assassination of the governor of the two towns. He had a dilemma of loyalty and righteousness. In the end, he took loyalty and gave up righteousness and rejected Li Shierniang.
Li Shierniang felt that Pei Min was not loyal enough and had let down his old friend, so she regarded him as an enemy from then on.
Pei Min was silent for a while, suddenly looked at Gu Qing and said, "Do you understand?"
Gu Qing nodded.
"Do you blame me?"
Gu Qing smiled: "No wonder, you have the right to choose. This is because Aunt Li was wrong. She was too paranoid."
Turning his head to look at Li Shier Niang, Gu Qing said bluntly: "Aunt Li, it's time to let go. I'll walk the road ahead."
Li Shierniang's eyes turned red and she turned her head and didn't say anything.
With Du Fu and Yan Zhenqing present, some words cannot be said too bluntly. After mentioning a few words, the two stopped talking.
Seeing that the three of them had finished talking about topics they couldn't understand, Du Fu then stepped forward and said excitedly: "Shi Gu, you wrote the sentence "How can you get thousands of houses in a vast building" so wonderfully, as if the poem that Du wanted to write deep in his heart was expressed by you. It's so satisfying! Du has a heartless request. Is Du lucky enough to get a glimpse of the whole picture of your poem just now?"
Gu Qing's face suddenly became embarrassed.
Isn’t it just that you express your thoughts? This poem should have been written by you.
I secretly regret that my mouth reacted too quickly, and it seemed that I accidentally stole a wonderful poem from others that has been wonderful forever.
"Uh, Brother Zimei is polite. This poem has not been completed yet. I just got a few sentences. After I finish it in the future, I can correct it with Brother Zimei, but my writing is too ugly..."
Chapter completed!