Chapter 20: Official Power (This chapter is free)

It was too unhappy to talk to people of this era. Liu Mei's behavior made Tang Song feel like he was teasing to his later generations of beautiful colleagues. He immediately laughed out loud and said, "It's not that I don't want to, but I can't hear it."

After saying that, he thought of another thing, "By the way, did you say last time that Longhua will start soon, and now you should practice hard at home."

"It's postponed." When talking about the Longhua Club that had been prepared for for a long time, Liu Mei had no joy on her face, and even her smile just now disappeared. "I heard that a new man came to the State Department, who is a person who is very kind of poetry and singing. Although others have arrived, they have not handled the documents well. They have to wait for him to take the new job for a while before they can handle this matter. The man is the second only to the envoy in the State Department. How can Longhua Club lose him!"

"That's fine. You've been concentrating on teaching me the piano during this period," Tang Song said, "The man had already squatted down to pick up vegetables and wash vegetables. Liu Mei wanted to stop him when he saw this, but in the end he didn't say anything. The two of them burned fire and washed vegetables. They cooperated very well, and they casually talked about topics from all over the world. There was a faint sense of leisure and warmth flowing in the simple kitchen.

The breeze of the stove reflects on the tender jade-like face of willow eyebrows, red like pink peach blossoms blooming in March. There is only a kind of peace and joy that I have never experienced before.

When Liu Mei first came, Tang Song did not go out to play in the mountains and rivers this morning. After practicing piano in the study for a while, he saw that the sun was shining outside and the mountains were charming, so he picked up a book and sat in front of the room under the shade of the elm. While reading the books casually, he was watching the beautiful green mountains and rivers.

This is one of the rare "miscellaneous books" in Tang Song's study. It was originally a short history written by an unknown person during the Six Dynasties. It imitated the style of Sima Qian's "Records of the Grand Historian". After each dictionary, there is a passage of commentary. To be honest, the book is really not very well written, no wonder it is drowned in the long river of history. At least Tang Song had never heard of this book in later generations. However, although the biography was not well written, the commentary texts after the biography can be read at one's own time. After all, this is what best reflects the author's true nature.

When Tang Song was seeing a syllabus in the book saying "contentment", Liu Mei walked out with a tray, with a small clay stove on it, and everything else was available for making tea.

This is something Tang Song bought from Xiangzhou City yesterday, and he has never used it. Liu Mei didn't bother him when he saw that he was intrigued by studying, so she sat down on the other side of the stone table and took the mountain spring nearby to make tea.

The tea fragrance lingers, and the water boils for three boils. When Liumei is about to divide the flowers and order tea, Tang Song interrupts and says, "I don't need to add salt, green onions and other items to this cup, just clean tea."

Tang people always need to add ingredients when they eat tea. Liu Mei has never seen any requests like Tang Song. "How can you eat anything?" He said something, but after all, he did as he wanted.

After reading the text that suits his heart, the tea was slightly cool and he was just enough to taste it. Tang Song picked it up and took a few sips, and the thoughts that were emerging from that text suddenly thought of a related poem in the future. This poem was quite consistent with his current mood and attitude towards life, so he stood up and said, "How can you be happy with such a beautiful scenery? Liu Mei, you took the pipa and let's sing a new song."

Liu Mei took the pipa as she said, listening to Tang Song recited the poem and pondered for a while. After a while, with a slim hand, the leisurely and distant pipa flowed out like water, and then the graceful song sounded:

I was running around all day just for hunger, and I thought about clothes and clothing when I was full. I had both food and clothing, and I also wanted to be beautiful and beautiful wife.

If you marry a beautiful wife and give birth to a child, you will regret that you have no land and less foundation. If you buy a countryside, you will have a wide range of land and no boat or horse to ride.

The mule and horse were tied to the bottom of the groove, and sighed that they had no official position and were bullied. The county magistrate and chief clerk still thought it was small and wanted to hang purple clothes in the court.

If the world wants to be in one's heart, it will be a dream in the west.

This is an interesting poem written by the Qing people. It is not very good from the perspective of language alone, but it is closer to a rumor. But the meaning inside is intriguing. The writing in it is inconsistent with the experience of Tang Song in later generations, and it is a good footnote to his "death of overwork".

It is precisely because of this that he remembered this poem. At this time, listening to the graceful and gentle singing of the willow eyebrows, he became more and more touched by emotions and hearts.

Tang Song was immersed in it and recalled the pale life experiences of the 29 years later. His thoughts were interrupted by a whisper of praise.

"The human heart is not satisfied, so life in the world becomes a long-term prison and hard labor. The way to liberation is only the four words "purely let nature". This poem is in line with my Taoist true meaning, and it is indeed wonderful. Gongnan, what do you think?"

"Although it is not in line with the rules of poetry and the words are too shallow, the fate is excellent, which sounds thought-provoking, but it is also considered a good poem." After commenting on the middle-aged man called Gongnan, he looked at Liu Mei and said, "Who wrote this poem?"

Needless to mention, Fang Shanqi and the other two who crossed the same boat yesterday. When he first arrived in Xiangzhou from Beijing to Zhongzhong, Fang Shanqi was leading him to roam the scenery of Lumen Mountain today. After seeing the Bagua Pool, Fang Shanqi said that the place where Tang Song built a house was close to him, so he could come over to take a rest and eat a bowl of tea. Middle age thought of the boy standing in front of the wind at dusk yesterday, so he came happily, not expecting to hear this song "The Poem of Unsatisfied" similar to the slang village song.

When Liu Mei saw the guest coming, she took the Pipa Fu Bo and gave her a gift and pointed at Tang Song with a smile, then reopened the small stove and prepared tea for guests.

After Tang Song got up to greet the two of them, he never entered the house, so he invited them to sit down under the shade of elm. The middle-aged man looked at the thatched cottage and the green mountains and rivers around him, and then looked at the beautiful colors. After the gentle willow eyebrows, he smiled and said, "Picking chrysanthemums in the eastern fence, leisurely in the southern mountains, with red sleeves on the side, making tea add fragrance. My friend is so romantic and comfortable. However, with your age and talent, he sang the way of seclusion and inseparable every day. Although his feelings are ancient and elegant, it is inevitable that it is not suitable! Young people should be optimistic and enterprising. Not to mention governing the country and pacifying the world, they should always think about the people of the court."

From the time he was traveling with the same boat yesterday to the present, Fang Shanqi has not officially introduced who this middle-aged man is, but at this moment he has revealed his identity in his inadvertent speech.

The words were nothing, they were all good things. But when he said these last few sentences, what he naturally revealed was a word that often used in historical books when referring to officials.

Official power!

It is shaped inside and out, and has a strong aura, even Liu Mei, who is focused on cooking tea, looks over. It seems that this middle-aged man is not only an official for a long time, but also seems to have a good official position.

Don’t mention governing the country and pacifying the world. It’s really funny to hear people in the ears of later generations. As for the people of the court... Tang Song shook his head with a smile, "Even if I have a heart that worries the world before, and enjoys the world after the world, the weight of the court and the people is too heavy to resist! But sir, don’t look at my leisure now, I still have to do things sooner or later. I don’t care about others. I have to make plans for myself, otherwise I will be unable to sustain food and clothing. I will talk about the leisurely pleasure of mountains and rivers!"
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