When Luo Guanlin finished writing, he slowly raised his head and looked at the altar and the sky above.
The sounds of drums, chanting, and cheers were overwhelming, seeming to shake the entire world and giving people a sense of unreality.
Luo Guanlin saw the dazzling sky above his head. As the wind stopped, the fluttering sea sacrifice flags slowly fell down. He watched quietly, and in a trance, his heart was like the flag, and the dust settled.
The wind had stopped, but he could still hear the whistling sound. He thought that the sound probably came from his heart.
This wind suddenly passed through his heart, sweeping away all the dust that had just settled in his heart. Afterwards, his heart was as clear as a mirror.
Depending on his mood, Luo Guanlin's mind also experienced a brief moment of clear blankness.
He held the pen and looked up at the sky, and the figure on the altar beneath the sky. In this moment of blank mind, he achieved an epiphany that he had never thought of before.
It turns out that people really can suddenly have an epiphany at some point in time.
But this so-called "sudden" thing does not mean that there is no sign at all. It must be caused by a long-term confrontation with yourself, even if before that, you were never willing or dared to face it.
After a moment, Luo Guanlin slowly turned his head and looked around.
He was in a state of both clarity and confusion at this moment, and looking around, he felt all kinds of aura floating in the air, including the people's aura, the literary aura, and the extremely rare and precious aura, the embodiment of man and power, coexisting and prospering in harmony with this world.
This is a true event.
This kind of situation and scene, appearing in Jiangdu, is a grand event. And if it extends to Huainan Road and even the whole Dasheng... it will be a prosperous age.
This is Luo Guanlin's personal feeling, and he also embodied this feeling in this poem.
This long narrative poem has more than a hundred words, and every sentence and every word is sonorous and powerful.
Wang Yue picked up the eloquent poem and read it again. He was even more amazed and said, "Once this poem is published, there will be no more poems here today..."
As a classmate and friend, Wang Yue knew very well that Luo Guanlin was best at critical narrative - this was not even his comfort zone, but his dominant zone.
"Guan..." Wang Yue almost blurted out "Guan Lin" in his heart, "What do you want to name the poem?"
Luo Guanlin looked around and said, "So I wrote "Watching Jiangdu Sacrifice to the Sea as a Gift to the World"——"
This "Book Gifted to the World" became a sensation throughout Jiangdu in just three days.
Then, together with other poems and verses about the sea sacrifice and accompanied by the willow catkins at the beginning of summer, it floated out of the Jiangdu city.
The first half of Luo Guanlin's "Book to the World", signed by Qian Shen, describes the grand occasion of Jiangdu's sea sacrifice and the people's enthusiasm, sketching a fascinating picture of the event. The second half is criticism and questioning, every word is painful and angry, but as sharp as a knife, all of which are the voices of the people's grievances.
However, what he criticized and questioned were all the feudal lords, officials, and powerful people who did not care about the lives of the people, and those who were exploited and fooled, and throughout the article, he did not directly target the mistakes of the current court and the empress.
Qian Shen is a counselor under the command of Chang Suining, the governor of Jiangdu. The counselor's voice largely represents the will of his lord.
Luo Guanlin didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble to Chang Suining at this time, giving the officials in the court the opportunity to attack her.
But not everyone is as sensitive as Luo Guanlin. Most people lose their sense of proportion very easily. The grand occasion of the sea sacrifice dazzled the literati who yearned for a prosperous age. Many of them wrote sharp words denouncing and lamenting the current court and emperor.
Chang Suining had anticipated this. All poems and essays about the sea sacrifice were collected by students from Wuer Academy and handed over to Zheng Chao and the teachers of Wuer Academy for screening and inspection. If there were particularly radical voices, Zheng Chao would invite them to have tea, explain the reasons and emotions to them, make them understand the interests involved, and prevent those voices that were unfavorable to Jiangdu from spreading.
For Chang Suining, those voices were not only detrimental to Jiangdu and her, but once spread out, they would also have an immeasurable impact on the current situation.
Nowadays, there are too many people who want to rebel. Any voice criticizing the court will be exaggerated and exploited by people with ulterior motives, causing the situation to deteriorate faster and harming more people.
Chang Suining has no loyalty to the current court, but she will not encourage the formation of divisive sentiments, as this goes against her principles.
She wanted to show the world the grand spectacle of the Jiangdu Sea Sacrifice in order to achieve certain goals. This is the sword of public opinion, but for Chang Suining, some swords can be used, while some swords, no matter how sharp they are, should never be used.
If she can't even keep this line, there's no need to talk about keeping the so-called truth.
"The situation is different now. Only those who can hold that line can be said to be truly pleading for the people... Otherwise, the swords in their poems will eventually fall on countless people."
In Wueryuan, Zheng Chao put down another radical and sharp poem and sighed, "It's a pity that there are very few people who can control this thought."
He used to be a radical, and because of this he was regarded as a madman in the eyes of his tribe. He was beaten to a pulp, and then became confused and headed for the other extreme... He has been skinned and torn apart along the way, and has become the Zheng Guancang of today.
It is precisely because he can empathize with others that Zheng Chao is willing to patiently advise and remind those crazy people... no, literati who write radical poems and essays.
But... there are too many crazy people in this world! Zheng Chao sighed and threw a pile of radical poems on the desk.
His wrist was sore from writing letters to his nephew, and now his throat is about to sore.
After all, in the past few days, he has had to persuade dozens of crazy people every day, and there are still an endless stream of crazy people and crazy articles... If this continues, he feels that he also needs to be counseled!
Unable to find anyone to help him, Zheng Chao tried to help himself. He picked up the book "Watching Jiangdu Sacrifice to the Sea as a Gift to the World" beside him.
These are both sharp words, but sharpness also requires direction. Look at Mr. Qian’s, this is a real model essay!
This poem was indeed regarded as a "model essay" by Zheng Chao. In recent days, teachers in various schools of Wu Er Academy have been analyzing the essence of this article and asking students to write down their thoughts after reading it.
Because of this, Qian Shen's name became well-known in Wueryuan and even among the literati in Jiangdu.
Once a person becomes famous, he will inevitably attract people's attention and in-depth research. What is deeply analyzed is not only the poems and essays, but also Mr. Qian's name.
Many people were curious, was this Mr. Qian… did he come from a merchant family? Or was he very poor when he was young, and was very short of money? For this reason, when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Luo Guanlin would often suddenly sit up, frowning and looking regretful—he was careless and shouldn’t have signed his name.
Some names...are just not meant to be noticed.
Upon learning that his friend regretted this, Wang Yue also felt great regret - he should have resisted the pressure of his conscience and signed the letter out of righteousness! For the sake of his friend, what does a mere scholar's integrity count for?
The influence of the name Qian Shen is far more than what we see on the surface.
With so much attention paid to him, someone eventually dug up the fact that Qian Shen was from the Qian family of Wuxing. Little did people know that this was just the result of a casual question asked by Wang Changshi and a casual answer given by Luo's mother.
Wuxing and Jiangdu were not far apart. Because Qian Shen was famous, some acquaintances soon found the Qian family in Wuxing. While expressing admiration, they also laughed and blamed him: "Such a person has emerged in our family, and he has long been a guest of honor in the residence of the envoy Chang Jie... I have never heard you mention such a glorious thing!"
Facing the look of "You are so good at hiding" from the acquaintance, the head of the Qian family: [……? ? ]
He also knew about it on the first day?
Which money is this?
But the Qian family of Wuxing had not produced any outstanding sons for many years, so it was impossible for him to say on the spot that he did not recognize this kind of person.
So the head of the Qian family and his clansmen stayed up all night long, gathering together to look through the family tree, not even leaving out those who were five generations apart.
However, even so, no trace of Qian Shen could be found.
It’s also because the name is so different, there is not even a duplicate or homophonic name.
The Qian family members who gained nothing all looked at the patriarch with dark circles under their eyes.
Facing the gazes of the clan members, the head of the Qian family made the final summary - it was obvious that there was something wrong with the family tree!
The Wuxing Qian family has been passed down for a hundred years. Who can guarantee that there will be no omissions? It is time to revise the family tree!
When this was said, all members of the Qian family agreed.
On that day, the Qian family selected several calm and experienced members to rush to Jiangdu to claim the lost member Qian Shenlu.
Luo Guanlin, who was about to be claimed, knew nothing about this.
At this moment, he was accepting all kinds of praise from his lord.
"I have read this poem by the teacher a hundred times in recent days, and now I can recite it by heart." Chang Suining said confidently.
What she said was not flattery, but the real truth.
The world's characters have long been unified, and the characters that everyone learns since enlightenment are originally the same. However, the same characters, after being used in different combinations by different people, can become vastly different.
This is the inherent charm of Chinese characters, and being able to use Chinese characters skillfully in various senses is also an innate ability.
Luo Guanlin is one of the best people who can use words as a sword.
Previously, when Chang Suining read the manifesto against the Ming Dynasty, he was amazed by the sharpness of the author's writing.
Now, the knife is finally willing to be unsheathed for her.
It was worth it that she invited the other party several times to watch the sea sacrifice ceremony.
Listening to Chang Suining's praise, Luo Guanlin sat cross-legged behind the desk and said calmly: "Your Excellency's previous "Exhortation on Behalf of the People of the World to Punish the Xu Bandits" is also very memorable."
"Sir, you actually took the initiative to talk about the thief Xu." Chang Suining smiled with relief: "It seems that Sir has let go of the past now."
Letting go of the past often means regaining the ability to accept new people and things.
Luo Guanlin paused and did not respond.
Chang Suining smiled and continued, "My article was written with the advice of many people, and most of it was just a gimmick. In terms of literary talent and the ability to incite people, it is not even a fraction of yours."
Luo Guanlin's eye twitched. There was probably no other person in the world who could use the word "inciting people's hearts" to directly praise his lord.
But he just thought he was being praised.
Is this... a kind of tacit understanding?
Chang Suining pulled out a piece of paper and said casually, "If I were them, I would definitely be very restless after being scolded like this."
The "they" she mentioned refers to the remaining six governors of Huainan Road who were unwilling to recognize her as the new governor.
In Qian Shen's poem, he paid special attention to them and said: "Seeing the spring of life, but not giving it to the people to drink, he only wanted to make the people into livestock so that they can drink blood and eat meat" -
Although no one was named, it was clear who he was referring to.
"Sir, this poem has helped me a lot. The plan is progressing very smoothly." Chang Suining said, striking while the iron is hot: "But there is another thing in this plan that I would like to ask for your help - this is something that only you can do."
Luo Guanlin: "...What do you mean, sir?"
"Here is a list." Chang Suining handed it over, and Luo Ze took it and handed it to Luo Guanlin.
Chang Suining said: "The people above them are all key. If we can secretly incite them to rebel, then we can conquer the remaining six states with half the effort."
During these days, Chang Suining has already got a thorough understanding of the states in Huainan Province, and she already has a plan in mind on what to do.
Since the Sea Sacrifice Ceremony, the chess game has already begun to move.
Luo Guanlin took the list. There were not many people on it, just a few, which showed that they had been screened repeatedly.
Seeing Luo Guanlin looking at the list without saying anything for a while, Chang Suining said, "If it is inconvenient for you to go, I will not force you."
"No inconvenience." Luo Guanlin folded up the list and put it into his sleeve. "As you just said, my ability is nothing more than 'inciting people's hearts'. I will be the one to handle this matter."
As he spoke, he stood up and raised his hand to salute: "There is no time to lose. Please have someone prepare to leave."
Chang Suining was slightly stunned for a moment, then stood up and raised his hand to return the greeting to Luo Guanlin: "Thank you for your help, sir."
She expected Luo Guanlin to agree, but she didn't expect him to agree so readily.
All the changes in attitude seem to be self-evident.
Luo Guanlin turned around and asked Luo Ze to go back and tell his wife to pack some simple clothes for him.
When Wang Yue went to the first seven halls, he roughly handed over the official duties at hand to Yao Ran.
After everything was quickly prepared, Luo Guanlin raised his hand to say goodbye to Chang Suining.
"Sir, please be careful along the way. Your safety is the most important thing for us."
After Luo Guanlin agreed, he turned and left.
"gentlemen--"
He took a few steps and suddenly heard the clear and firm voice of the girl behind him.
"Sir, you are sincerely helping me, Jiangdu, and the people of Huainan. In the future, I will also help you achieve your ambition of seeing a prosperous world."
Luo Guanlin stopped dead in his tracks.
"See the prosperous times" are the three words he wrote in that poem.
These three words are his greatest vision in this life.
But now, the little girl behind him made such a promise to him in a promising tone.
Xu Zhengye had promised him this before, and he tried to believe it. But after that, he decided not to believe these empty words easily. What's more, the person behind him was a woman.
He would have walked away without hesitation, with a sneer on his face - if it had been a year ago.
"In that case, I will wait for the day when you fulfill your promise."
Luo Guanlin didn't turn around. After he finished speaking, he strode out of the study.
Outside the study, there is lush greenery, warm breeze and sunshine, and full of vitality.
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