Chapter 179: Life! It’s really unpredictable

For Tang Cheng, things in Daocheng are now running in an orderly manner, and Feng Haizhou and Zhang Xiangwen, who are familiar with business, can rest assured. The review of poetry in Daya Zhizhengyuan has also been operating normally under the leadership of Meng Haoran, especially after adding a fixed and normalized mechanism for commenting on poetry, Daya Zhizhengyuan's influence in the literary world of Daocheng has become increasingly greater. As for Tang Cheng himself, the printed poetry collection that he had been busy during this period was finally completed.

"Laifu, you really give him the two poems that Lao He wants to buy." In the study behind Daya Zhizhengyuan, Tang Cheng, who was thinking, tapped the printed poetry collection that was still emitting a faint ink fragrance on the desk in front of him, and raised his head and asked Laifu.

In the past few days, in order to cooperate, Lai Fu has been "run away" and has never even left the Moon Gate.

"I handed those two poems to Lao He personally," said Lai Fu, who took out a flying money from his sleeve, "Look, you see, you pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand. This is the flying ticket that Lao He gave me that day. He also said that the great official must be able to discover the selling of poetry. At that time, the great official will definitely not be able to spare me. It is serious to ask me to run away with the money quickly. It is obvious that he said that he has a nose and eyes. This eighty-tenth scattered flying money is not a small number, can it be fake?"

"Yeah", after hearing this, Tang Cheng slapped the thick stack of poetry collections in front of him, stood up and walked around the room with his hands behind his back and pondered: "The test has been tested, the capital has been paid, and the poem has been taken. Why doesn't Lao He's master use it?"

A few days ago, after the old servant of the He family repeatedly tempted Lai Fu, he finally proposed to buy poems, which Tang Cheng had never published to the public, and no one knew about it. After hearing this news, Tang Cheng took the plan and gave two poems that he had prepared before but were useless later as a transaction.

In order to match this trap, Tang Cheng even specially wrote a fake collection of poems that did not include these two poems to win the faith of Lao He. In fact, just half a day before Lai Fu traded these two poems, the final draft of the collection of real poems in the diary was sent to the desks of Yu Dongjun and Taoist Xue Zhengda. The name used was naturally to ask them to write a preface for the collection.

It is really a good thing that can kill two birds with one stone to kill two birds with the same way as He Zhongda's testimony of stealing poetry due to the time difference.

However, since that day, it has been a few days since the days have passed, and even the final copy of the poems written by the two adults has been printed and published. When the new poems were sent to Tang Cheng's desk, He Zhongda, who had already bought the poems, had not made any noise yet.

These days, Tang Cheng paid close attention to the trends of Shilin, so he knew with certainty that Lao He did buy poems, but he did not publish the two poems he bought in his own name.

Weird, so weird. The thing has developed to this point, but Tang has become difficult. Now his collection of poems has been printed, and the ones that Mr. Su should have to give. But because this is also related to the trap that Mr. He has put it on, he has exposed his killing weapon before he has taken the bait...

Damn, what the hell is Lao He doing? It is obvious that half of his foot has been put into the condom in front of him. Why did he tremble and refuse to kick it when he kicked it?

Everything else was going smoothly, but it was difficult for this matter. Seeing that the fish bit the hook, they just didn't swallow it down. The feeling of passive waiting was really depressing. Tang Cheng, who had been walking around the study with his hands behind his back, patted the pile of poetry collections, "Let's go, come and have a good time. Go out and have some breath."

Upon hearing this, Lai Fu was stunned, "Master, I'll go too? What if Lao He and the others see it..."

"It's okay," Tang Cheng shook his head, "He Zhongda's direct use of poetry is certainly a crime and saves a lot of trouble. But even in this situation, just relying on their buying poetry in your hands is enough to ruin He Zhongda's reputation, but it's just a little trouble. Can I still wait for him to fail? Besides, if he doesn't use that poetry for a day, you may not leave the garden for a day."

Lai Fu has been very worried these days, so he naturally followed Tang Cheng out of the garden happily after hearing this.

It was late summer and early autumn. The sky was lukewarm and hot, and it was comfortable to stroll on the street. Tang Cheng was idle all the way. Finally, he looked at the time. He simply threw his arms on a stall on the side of the road and ate two large bowls of sour noodles. The slurry and noodles tasted good. However, I don’t know if it was because of psychological effects, Tang Cheng felt that the taste of noodles always seemed to be worse than what Mr. Wang of Jinzhou made.

After eating the noodles, Tang Cheng, who had white hair and sweat on his forehead, was too lazy to wipe it. After leaving the poker stall, his heart suddenly moved, "Laifu, let's go to Heyuan to take a look."

Lai Fu, who had just finished the money, almost staggered when he heard this, "Great Official?" Before he could say anything, Tang Cheng had already walked forward first.

Tang Cheng and Meng Haoran had visited Heyuan on that day. Now this time, he was a revisiting place. While walking forward leisurely, Tang Cheng naturally recalled the experience of that day, especially when he thought of the four "Mihu girls", a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

It seems that my luck is not good enough! If this is on other time travelers, as long as I meet such a bold and unrestrained woman once, I will definitely encounter it one after another by chance. Until all the four rich girls are put down on the bed, Hu Tian and Hu will be considered a real man. He is so unlucky that he is as unlucky as him, and he has hugged his little waist and his little face, but he can never touch it again!

With no restrictions in mind, Tang Cheng had already stood in front of Heyuan again without long.

The green tiles and white walls are still the same, and the green willows behind the walls are still the same. However, compared to the last time when we came, there were so many tall horses tied outside, Heyuan was obviously much lonely and lonely. However, it was still wide open when we came last time, but the red doors closed tightly added the best footnote to this loneliness.

"The saddle and horse are deserted in front of the door." After murmured, Tang Cheng, who was stationary, looked casually casually.

If you don’t go in, what’s the point of such a place? After standing for a while, seeing that Tang Cheng’s interest was fading, Lai Fu came up and said, “Grand Official, after you go back later, the young man will go to the yamen to inform He Yuan and bribe the young man’s poems.”

This Lai Fu. When he encountered such a trick, his reaction was really fast.

"The ranks of high-ranking officials are different, so they are hard to go to court." Seeing Tang Cheng looking over, Lai Fu smiled and said, "Of course this matter should be a small one."

Just as he was talking about this, Lai Fu's face suddenly changed, "Oh, Lao He is out." As he said, he subconsciously pulled Tang Cheng and wanted to turn his back.

Tang Cheng didn't move. When he raised his eyes, he looked at He Zhongda, who had just walked out of He Yuan's small side door.

Seeing Tang Cheng, He Zhongda was obviously stunned, shocked, hatred, fear... the moment he looked at each other. His eyes were so complicated that it was hard to describe in words. After a moment, he clearly understood who Lai Fu was around Tang Cheng from the fierce reactions of the servants around him.

He reached out and grabbed Lao He, a servant who was about to find Lai Fu. He Zhongda gave up his eyes and looked at Tang Cheng, and looked up at the blue sky and white clouds. He let out a long and relieved sigh.

Yes, I feel relieved! The moment when the old servant of his close friend took back the two poems in his hand, He Zhongda was no longer at peace, and his reputation was destroyed and his life was filled with great grief and great honor. The temptation of being a member of the "Local Chronicles" was like stirring dough and rushing in his heart. He held the two poems in his trembling hands. He couldn't sleep all night and was in a daze during the day. The huge fear and temptation of the same force were like two rock mills, grinding back and forth his already anxious heart as frightened as a bird.

Such a life that was tortured and tortured in his heart was a bit too sad for an old man. It made He Zhongda feel like he was going to be driven crazy, but at this moment, at the moment when he saw Tang Cheng and Lai Fudi, he was finally relieved.

Finally, there was no need to make a choice in the painful torture. Looking at Xingyun on his head, He Zhongda suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart. At this moment, he felt strange that he was not so sad that he had fallen into Tang Cheng's trap after all. The ending of his life was destined...but...but in so many years of life experiences, he actually noticed that the first time he had noticed that the Xingyun Shu in the sky was so beautiful.

As a poet, a literati who is used to sad about spring and autumn. He is more sensitive to the changes of all things in nature. He Zhongda has looked up at the flowing clouds and rolling countless times in his life, and has also written about the rise and fall of clouds in his poems countless times. But at that time, he looked at the clouds to make up poems and to make up poems. He never really paid attention to and realized this simple and ultimate beauty under the cover of fame. Until today, at the moment when he knew that he had nothing to lose, He Zhongda felt so clearly the simple beauty of clouds rising and falling.

Life is so full of irony!

"Walking to the end of the water, sitting and watching the clouds rise. I happened to be on the side of the forest, chatting and laughing without a chance." He passed over Tang Cheng's head and watched the white clouds rolling in the sky, He Zhongda slowly chanted this five-character poem that had been engraved in his mind. This was one of the two poems that Lao He had bought from Lai Fu. "A good poem is indeed a good poem!"

After murmuring and reciting, He Zhongda, who was sighing with a good poem, lowered his head and calmed down. He met Tang Cheng's eyes again. However, at this moment, his eyes were no longer filled with the storm of the past, and there was only calmness as if he was looking like his face.

His future and his life's reputation are determined by Tang Cheng's hands. The only thing he can do is wait calmly.

Good fortune makes people so hard that He Zhongda, who has been pursuing his life for his reputation, finally became a real poet when his old age was about to be destroyed.

Life is really changeable!

When He Zhongda watched the clouds rolling in the sky, Tang Cheng was also looking at him. Although time had not long passed, He Zhongda in front of him was obviously much older than when he saw him last time. His gray hair was completely white, and he was as dazzling as snow on his head. When he came last time, he looked so energetic that he was now as weak as an old man, so he had to help him when he came out.

More importantly, his eyes were deeply trapped in his face with suspicion and confusion. All of this is enough to show that he has suffered so much these days that he has grown old so much in a short time.

Looking at He Zhongda, who was about to be idled, Tang Cheng suddenly felt empty and no longer had the excitement of digging the pit two days ago.

He looked at He Zhongda with a calm face quietly, and Tang Cheng suddenly turned around and "leave".

"Okay", Lai Fu looked back at He Zhongda, then looked at Lao He, a servant who was glaring at him. While following him, he deliberately said in a loud voice: "Master, let's go to the yamen."

"It's just this matter," Tang Cheng waved his hand lightly, "After you go back, you will go to the three Su Lao Mansions and send them the printed collection of poems."

Upon hearing this, Lai Fu turned around in a daze and pointed at He Zhongda, "Master, then...this..."

"This matter is over," he said casually. While walking, Tang Cheng suddenly thought of a question he had never cared about before. Why did he hate He Zhongda's behavior so much?

Because he is a poet thief? Isn’t it the same for me, and I stole more than he did; because I can’t stand his hypocrisy? After all, I have been together in the officialdom for so many days, but I am not so naive yet.

So what exactly is it?

After thinking for a long time, when he saw that he was about to arrive at Daya Zhizheng Garden, Tang Cheng, who suddenly realized in his heart, finally found the answer.

It’s not because He Zhongda is hypocritical, nor even because he steals poetry. The real reason is that he steals and shares his own bonuses.

For any time traveler, time travel itself is definitely the biggest secret. It is helpless to completely separate from the past life. In this world that is destined to others not be able to truly understand you, and to keep a secret that can never be told to anyone alone. What kind of depression is this? What is compensated for time travelers is the time travel dividend that is ahead of the times.

In later generations, few people could willingly share the 5 million lottery prize with someone who was not close or unfamiliar. Similarly, no time traveler could calmly let someone like He Zhongda share their time travel bonus.

Even though he still has a lot and even if he will never use it, when others touch on the dividends that originally belonged to him, Tang Cheng still cannot curb his anger. People's hearts are so greedy!
Chapter completed!