"ah?"

Immortal Jia was panicked for a moment, "But Pindao has always been outspoken and straightforward, and he is not very tactful. How can he deserve this praise?"

Chen Ping'an put his hands in his sleeves and smiled silently.

Chen Lingjun rolled his eyes and scratched his cheek.

Immortal Jia stamped his feet in annoyance. Look, he said the wrong thing again, didn't he? If he looks down on his own conduct, how can he look down on the vision and love of Sect Master Cui and Master Zhong?

Chen Pingan explained: "Cui Dongshan might be joking with you. Who is Mr. Zhong? You know very well that if an outsider is in charge of teaching in the academy, Cui Dongshan can't just put people in if Zhong Qiu doesn't nod.

.As for the specific content of the teaching, the Feng Yuan ferry will go south to Tongye Island and arrive at Yulin Ferry. Master Jia will go and chat with Master Zhong himself."

Jia Sheng rubbed his hands and said: "Bite the bullet and give it a try. If your virtue is not suitable and you are unable to be qualified for the position of instructor, you don't have to be a master to drive people away. The poor Taoist will just pack up and get out."

Changsheng asked: "Master, I heard that the Five Sacred Mountains will be enthroned soon. Do we need to prepare gifts here?"

For a major happy event on a mountain such as the enthronement of the Five Mountains, as a rule, the sects and Daxian mansions within a continent need to congratulate and express their gratitude. Usually it is the sect leader who writes a letter personally, and prepare another one that matches the status of the mountain.

of congratulations.

Chen Pingan said: "Except for Jin Qing and Fan Junmao, as for the other tigers, we at Luopo Mountain will not stick our hot faces to our cold butts."

Jia Lao Shenxian immediately understood the meaning and was very satisfied.

The manager, Changming, smiled and said: "We met some experts at Luzhou in Beiju earlier. Manager Jia had a chat with them, and the answers were fluent and very decent."

Jia Lao Shenxian said with a blushing face: "Drinking will cause trouble. If you can't keep your mouth shut, drinking will cause trouble."

Chen Lingjun slapped Jia Sheng on the arm, "Brother Jia, it's okay, you've done another great job!"

Who doesn't know it well? It's not easy to praise people for their long life.

Jia Sheng said helplessly: "It can't be counted, it can't be counted, not to mention what kind of miraculous feat it is. Now that I think about it, I still have lingering fear and fear. I'm afraid that something was wrong at the wine table, which will affect the views of those masters on our Luo Luoshan."

Oh no."

In the officialdom, it is the same up and down the mountain. Not only are you afraid that not saying anything or not doing something will be a mistake, but you are even more afraid that saying something wrong and doing something wrong will be even more wrong.

Chen Lingjun laughed and said: "What are you afraid of? As long as we are at the wine table, Brother Jia, you and Liu Jiuxian are both invincible!"

Jia Sheng had a big headache for a while. How dare he compare with Liu Jianxian.

Chen Ping'an asked curiously: "Oh? How do you put it? Who did you meet and what did you talk about? Please tell me carefully."

Changsheng then narrated the detailed process of that wine shop. Chen Pingan listened attentively.

It turns out that at a fairy ferry in Luzhou, Beiju, Jia Lao Shenxian accompanied Zhang Lu Changsheng and negotiated a business with the local fairy house. There was a restaurant nearby that happened to sell a kind of wine called "Shuangquan Liquor".

I know that Jia Sheng is a good drinker, and they have settled the business. Naturally, Zhang Lun has no objections. As a result, he just happened to meet a group of people who had already sat down to drink in the restaurant. Compared with the last time in Qilong Lane, there was less whirling.

There are two old men in Confucian shirts with a pale appearance, and a dull old man who looks like a servant. The two familiar faces among them are Pang Chao, a wooden guest from Luoyang who once visited Qilong Lane in the small town.

, and the female cultivator Qin Buyi.

Qin Buyi was generous and took the initiative to invite Zhang Lv Changming and Jia Sheng to have a drink together.

The three old gentlemen looked like one was rich, one was noble, and the other was poor.

Among them, Huang Zhenshu claimed to be a lecturer at Xiushui Zhitai Academy.

There is also an old master named Zeng Xinxu, who said that he was once a editor in a small country, but now that he has no official position and is young, he travels to great places with two old friends who rarely take a break.

The last one is named Fan Cheng, and he doesn't like to talk much.

Jia Sheng was still a little restrained at first, but after drinking a few glasses of the fragrant mountain fairy wine, he immediately became more courageous. Although the old Taoist priest was very measured and would never dare to get drunk, but in that tipsy state,

It's really wonderful. In addition, Huang Zhenshu is quite talkative, and he is very good at toasting and persuading people to drink. After going back and forth, Jia Lao Shenxian started chatting.

We talked all the way about Luo Po Mountain, Master Chen, morality and knowledge... He talked endlessly, and the words of Immortal Jia seemed to have no taboos, but in fact they were all just right.

When Huang Zhenshu, who had the most affinity with drinking wine, talked about Mr. Nanfeng, Jia Sheng drank it all in one gulp and said, "Nanfeng's article is unique in the world, the battle between rivers and stars."

Changming, the director, noticed that the old master named Zeng Xinxu smiled and shook his head when he heard this.

Huang Zhenshu asked with a smile: "That young mountain master admires popular articles such as "Daoshan Pavilion" and "Mochi Ji"?"

The old master seemed to be waiting for the blind Taoist at the wine table, and he uttered those words of praise that were all cliches and clichés.

Jia Sheng laughed loudly and shook his head repeatedly, "The reason why my mountain master admires Mr. Nanfeng so much is not only because of the strict and correct words of the article, but also the layout. My mountain master said frankly that if it were limited to this, the world's most powerful writers would

There are thousands of famous articles, shining like stars, and Mr. Nanfeng is just one of them. Articles such as "Daoshan Pavilion" and "Mochi Ji" are of course excellent, but they are just one.

Well done. The thing that our mountain master admires most sincerely is not how beautifully written some of Mr. Nanfeng's masterpieces are. Instead, it lies in the old master's articles with mixed reviews, such as "Yuezhou Zhao Gong's Disaster Relief"

"Records" and "Yihuang County Academic Records" are the most recognized! What's more, Mr. Nanfeng's words and deeds are consistent, he is able to apply what he has learned, pays attention to economic current affairs, truly cares about the suffering of the people, and never talks on paper! To tell the truth, our mountain

The Lord likes to copy books, reading, taking notes and excerpting as he goes, but the entire article is copied..."

Immortal Jia put down his wine glass, stretched out his hands, and turned it over again, "At most twenty articles. In terms of quantity, Mr. Nanfeng is the leader, with four articles per person!"

"There are so many beautiful articles in the world and the sea of ​​books is endless. It's like picking out twenty Li pearls. Is it easy?"

The old Taoist priest's words are true. The mountain owner Chen Ping'an really has great respect for Mr. Nanfeng.

But to say that I said these "praising words" to Jia Sheng, I didn't mean them sincerely. They were far less exaggerated than what the old Taoist priest said.

At that time, I was just sitting with Jia Sheng in the courtyard of the old cook, eating melon seeds and chatting. The content of Chen Ping'an's words was still very simple.

Zhu Lian agreed a few words, but the old god Jia moved the books to the wine table.

"Of course, my mountain master also said that this is just his family's opinion and personal preference. There is a certain relationship between those 'Li Zhu'-like articles and those that have not been selected, and the level of knowledge between the two, but there is no absolute relationship.

, after all, everyone has their own aesthetics and interests.”

"Is it interesting for scholars to just curse heaven and earth and curse people? Is it interesting? Is it meaningful? I don't think it is possible."

"Good knowledge cannot only be destructive to the world. It also needs the ability to repair and build. If it is torn down, it must be rebuilt. But you cannot just pat your butt and walk away. Just put it aside."

"Since scholars use their words to convey the truth and pass it on from generation to generation, how can the real gain or loss of an article only lie in the brilliance of literary talent and the beauty of a fire dragon? How can it not be related to the control of chaos?"

"Being able to ask questions is good. Being able to solve problems is even better."

Two old gentlemen, Huang Zhenshu and Zeng Xinxu, looked at each other and smiled knowingly. They then coincidentally turned their eyes towards the silent old man with an expressionless face.

Isn’t it quite like that literary sage who reasoned and lectured on the scriptures with you, Shao Gong?

I like and am good at paying attention to the progressive and interlocking layers. I don't easily deny it, but I also don't easily believe that the real good is often at a higher level.

"I am a poor Taoist with little talent and little knowledge. I am no different from ordinary people. I just admire Zeng Wen Dinggong's wonderful writing. It was only after chatting with the mountain owner that I felt that this master is the most distinguished from those literary giants who are famous in history."

The difference is the most powerful thing. Shanzhu said that in dealing with the world, you need to be considerate and thoughtful, and you must be unique. Not only must you not be vulgar, but you must also be unique and elegant. But writing and being a person,

If you want to be 'different' without saying weird things, behaving absurdly, or deliberately using strange writing style or obscure content to attract people's attention, it will be as difficult as reaching heaven."

Pang Chao had long given this blind old Taoist priest a series of sincere excuses, and he was completely confused.

Before drinking, he was still a little reserved and behaved kindly and politely, but he never thought that after drinking, the old Taoist priest would be... like a god.

Pang Chao did not read much, but Qin Buyi, who was from the same hometown as Bai and lived in the same era, knew the weight of these praises.

To put it simply, if this old Taoist priest is not talking nonsense, it means that in the mind of Chen Pingan, this Mr. Nanfeng, who has never been masked before, is completely comparable to the most proud Bai Ye in the world, Haoran Suzi.

.Is it even worse?

When it comes to improvising, an old Taoist priest would never be able to say something like this in a hurry.

Huang Zhenshu laughed in his heart and asked, "Has this Taoist priest recognized our identity?"

Qin Buyi was not sure.

There are so many magical things on Luolu Mountain.

The most dull old master shook his head gently and finally gave the answer.

Zeng Xinxu asked with a smile: "I would like to ask Taoist Master Jia, what does your mountain master think of the articles written by several of Su Zi's proud students? For example, 'Su Huang' is the word 'Huang'?"

Jia Sheng hesitated for a moment, drank the wine in one gulp, and drank to strengthen his courage, "We at Luolu Mountain always treat others with sincerity. The owner of the mountain did mention Mr. Chonghe, and said that if he was lucky enough to meet that

The talented old Master Huang can have a good drink and talk about life with him, but he cannot discuss trivial matters in the world with him. A piece of silk and satin can be exchanged for several meat buns, and a few kilograms of charcoal can be exchanged for a piece of silk and satin. This is called... a rich man's overnight stay

In the mountains, I mistook the stream for the sound of rain."

"My mountain master really likes the saying 'Lights of ten years of rain in the rivers and lakes, a glass of wine in the spring breeze of peach blossoms'. He likes it so much that he can drink a whole jug of wine alone just by thinking of this line of poetry. But he really doesn't like the saying 'Look at the harvest of others'

"Dao Wu Feng Liang", Chen Shanzhu, who disliked it so much that he almost never talked about people behind their backs, drank in depression and asked himself repeatedly how the old master could write such heartless poems."

When the old Taoist priest said this, he sighed softly, poured himself a glass of wine, raised it high, and apologized to the sage from afar, "I have offended many people, don't blame the sage."

Zeng Xinxu laughed loudly, while Huang Zhenshu smiled and nodded, "The scolding is on point, so you have to hold your nose to recognize it."

Qin Buyi and Pang Chao found it even more interesting.

A young man who suddenly becomes famous, keeps his joy and anger hidden, and achieves great achievements in becoming famous. With such a city and such skill, most of them are heroes, saints, and even great traitors.

If today's meal is just to listen to the blind Taoist priest say some witty and kind words, even if he is sincere, it still doesn't mean much.

After hearing this, Chen Ping'an actually guessed the identities of the two old masters. Mr. Zeng Wendi, Mr. Nanfeng, and Mr. Chonghe, who was under Su Zi's sect.

Chen Pingan then asked, "The last old gentleman, what do others call him?"

Changsheng smiled and said: "We all call him Shao Gong. From the beginning to the end, I never had a word with Jia Sheng."

Chen Ping'an was speechless for a moment. The old master's real name was more than that.
To be continued...