Daming talker

Chapter 526 There are gains and losses in life

Mr. Lin’s wish to “take a break from his busy life for a little while” is naturally impossible to achieve.

The division of land was still going on. Mr. Lin felt embarrassed to make arrangements for people from Suzhou anymore, so he began to take care of people from other places as much as possible.

After seeing off the local people, the leader of the Huguang Public Security Faction, Wu County Magistrate Yuan Hongdao, came to visit again.

In terms of literary fame alone, Yuan Hongdao would definitely surpass Zhang Fengyi, Wang Zhideng and others in future generations, but he has not yet reached his peak.

Mr. Lin has been overly socializing recently and now has no strong desire to communicate with others. When he saw Yuan Hongdao, he said directly:
"Don't worry, County Master Yuan! I have already arranged everything for you! You will represent the Huguang literary world as the deputy leader, and will also serve as the president of the Xingling Theory Research Association, one of the four major poetry research associations!"

Originally, Wu Guolun was the leading figure in the Huguang literary world, but after he was labeled as a member of a "rebel group," Yuan Hongdao naturally took over.

Hearing these two very desirable positions, Yuan Hongdao said complacently: "Although I am only a small county magistrate, my talent cannot be concealed."

Mr. Lin replied, "You're welcome! Your father has already written to me, asking me to take good care of you, so I will definitely give him some face."

As the son of the largest grain partner of the Lin Group, County Master Xiao Yuan is so prestigious!

Don't underestimate the grain trade. The financial foundation of the Lin Group and its control over local affairs rely heavily on the Jinong Warehouse, and maintaining the Jinong Warehouse requires a large amount of rice imports.

Yuan Hongdao was stunned for a moment, then said unconvincedly: "I think I rely on my talent first."

These Gongan scholars valued true character, and Mr. Lin decided to test their true character by asking, "Does Wang Zhideng, the world's number one commoner poet and former Suzhou literary leader, have any talent?

Is Wang Zhideng's status in the literary world higher than yours? But in the New Literary Alliance, he is just an ordinary director."

Yuan Hongdao was speechless and retreated silently.

When Mr. Lin met with others, the three guests who were responsible for drawing up the list of the new literary alliance were always there, so that they could understand Mr. Lin's spirit at the first time.

Seeing that Yuan Xianzun was so shocked that he left sadly, Gu Bingqian, the oldest among the retainers, thought silently in his heart: "The art of being an emperor, this is the art of being an emperor."

After that, Feng Shike also came. He was another person who had to be seen. After all, he had been an undercover agent for many years and had made great contributions. He also came from a wealthy family in Songjiang.

Mr. Lin was very surprised and said, "Hasn't it been planned that you will be the secretary general of the New Literary League? Do you have any questions?"
The position of Secretary General is very unique and eye-catching, and it suits you very well!"

Feng Shike sighed and said unwillingly, "I heard someone say that although the position of Secretary-General is important, it is similar to doing odd jobs and has no literary temperament at all.

From the beginning, my original intention was to leave my name in the history of literature. The Secretary-General is just a pen clerk!"

If someone else dared to be so picky and even complained about the position of secretary-general, he would have been kicked out by Mr. Lin long ago.

But Mr. Lin must respect the achievements of Mr. Feng Er and the power of Songjiang Prefecture behind Mr. Feng Er.

All we can say is that human races are extremely diverse, and so are people’s demands. How superiors respond to the demands of others is a very profound science.

With your literary level, Master Feng, wouldn't it be a joke to be the deputy leader? But if you are only given an ordinary director, it would be a great disgrace.

After thinking for a while, Mr. Lin said, "Well, let's set up a retro-style research group in the New Literary League!
You are also the president of the research association, which is a literary position.
Moreover, this retro research association will no longer have other vice presidents. You are the one and only president!
This way, your role as the last gravekeeper of the retro school will be fully established and finalized in the history of literature!"

Mr. Feng Er immediately turned his worry into joy, and said with great joy: "This is great!"

But Master Feng II still did not say goodbye, and said awkwardly: "There is also a rising star in our Songjiang Prefecture, Chen Jiru, in addition to being a director, can you give him a title?
Nowadays, the older generation of writers in Songjiang Prefecture are dying out, and the younger generation is in need of support. "

Towards the scholar from Songjiang Prefecture, Mr. Lin was particularly tolerant and said without hesitation: "Let him pick one of the four major poetry research societies, namely, charm, spirit, style, and texture, and become the vice president!"

All of Master Feng's requests were met and he left with satisfaction. Master Lin sent Master Feng to the ceremonial gate.

The three guests were whispering in the back. Zhou Daodeng said, "The owner is very lenient to Senior Feng. He even set up a new retro-style research group for Senior Feng."

Gu Bingqian sneered and said, "You don't understand the boss's deep intention at all. Once this research institute is established, the century-old retro school will be completely over. How can it be just to take care of Senior Feng?"

After Feng Shike, another unexpected person came - Hu Yinglin, an eccentric celebrity and expert in literary theory from Zhejiang.

In terms of normal communication, Hu Yinglin and Mr. Lin had a grudge against each other, and Hu Yinglin had also humiliated Qi Jiguang.

However, this time Hu Yinglin took out Zhao Zhigao's letter of recommendation. Hu Yinglin and Zhao Zhigao were real fellow villagers from the same county.

Considering the major political changes in the next two years, the number one henchman Zhao Zhigao is very likely to reach his peak, so Mr. Lin had to weigh Hu Yinglin in his mind.

"The literary conference has been held for a while. Why did you only take out Lao Zhao's letter now?" asked Mr. Lin, who never let go of any suspicious point.

Hu Yinglin answered honestly: "I was worried that you would not be able to accomplish your goal before, but now it has become a foregone conclusion."

After thinking about it, Mr. Lin realized that Hu Yinglin was indeed talented in literary theory, so he said, "The deputy leader representing Zhejiang has already been chosen to be Mr. Shen.

As for you, let's create a new literary criticism research group and give you the position of president."

After Hu Yinglin received a title that matched his status, he expressed his gratitude and left.

When Mr. Lin watched Hu Yinglin leave, he finally understood why as an organization develops, it is inevitable that the organization will expand.

When the Humble Administrator's Garden conference ended yesterday, only four research groups had been set up.

As a result, after just one day and one night, the number of research institutes increased by five, more than doubling, and there was no way to avoid adding more.

At this moment, Mr. Lin felt that the joy of the unified literary world had begun to disappear, and he now just wanted to end the literary conference as soon as possible.

On the seventh day of October, the main meeting of the literary conference was held again. Mr. Lin named it the Closing Ceremony, which was quickly accepted by the majority of literary figures.

In order to respect the opinion of the old leader Wang who did not want to go to Canglang Pavilion, the closing ceremony was still held in the tent in the Humble Administrator's Garden.

At the closing ceremony, Mr. Lin announced the list of all leaders, first vice-leaders, vice-leaders, directors, secretaries-general and vice-secretaries-general, and presidents and vice-presidents of various research associations.

Anyway, everyone in the literary world who can sit in the big tent will gain something, and at least become a director.

"Alliance leader. First deputy leader. Deputy leaders Shen Mingchen, Gong Nai, Yuan Hongdao, Zhang Fengyi, Li Weizhen."

In fact, no one cares who the leader or the first deputy leader is. The selection of the deputy leader is the most worthy of attention, and the factors behind each deputy leader are worth analyzing.

Shen Mingchen and Gong Nai were obviously the targets of Lin Daguanren's "united front", representing the two major cities of Zhejiang and Shandong. Yuan Hongdao and Zhang Fengyi were relatives and friends of Lin Daguanren, and could balance the targets of the united front.

As for Li Weizhen, he must have been nominated by the old leader Wang, so Mr. Lin gave the old leader Wang some face.

After all, many people know that Li Weizhen was the original successor of the old leader Wang.

However, Li Weizhen has been serving as an official in Shaanxi in recent years and has been unable to appear in Jiangzuo, the core area of ​​literary exchange activities.

Next, no one in the big tent paid attention to the list of directors, which everyone had a share of.

The presidents and vice presidents of each research association are the ones who deserve real attention. Insiders understand that these presidents and vice presidents are the ones with the most "excellent" comprehensive qualities.

Mr. Lin read the list of the research society slowly, "Feng Shike, the president of the Retro Research Society"

Before anyone could react, Elder Wang suddenly stood up and said angrily, "Lin Tailai! You..."

Old Alliance Leader Wang had no idea about the establishment of such a retro-style research society in advance, and he had just heard about it.

However, as the leader of the retro faction, Mr. Wang’s sensitivity far exceeds that of others!

What does it mean to set up a retro-style research association under the New Literary Alliance?
You know, the retro school dominated the literary world before. It can be said that the retro school was the literary world, and the literary world was the retro school!

Although the retro faction has been defeated in recent years, the orthodoxy is still there! Just like the princes in the late Han Dynasty fought each other, but the world was still named Liu in name!
And now, retro has become a secondary research subject alongside the four major poetic theories of verve, spirit, style and texture?
This approach is clearly intended to completely downgrade the retro school from the literary orthodoxy!
You, Lin Tailai, don't even want to be Cao Cao anymore, and are preparing to be Cao Pi, right? This closing ceremony is a rehearsal for the abdication ceremony, right?
Thinking that the century-old tradition of the Retro Faction had actually ended in his hands, and that the complete defeat of the Retro Faction's hegemony had actually become a reality during his lifetime, Old Alliance Leader Wang's blood boiled!

He wanted to curse Lin Tailai, but before he could say anything, his eyes went dark and he fell onto his chair!
Everyone in the big tent looked at this scene in astonishment. Could it be that the first deputy leader, Mr. Lin, wanted to become a regular leader right on the spot?

Lin Tailai, who was closest to the old leader Wang, immediately turned his head and shouted to the door of the big tent: "Imperial Doctor Feng! Imperial Doctor Feng!"

Then Feng Menglong's father rushed in with a medicine box, just like he did back then.

Seeing the old leader Wang fainted on the chair, Dr. Feng suddenly said in annoyance: "I habitually only brought medicines for treating fractures and stopping bleeding."

Lin Tailai said angrily: "Try your best to save people first!"

Doctor Feng would like to ask on behalf of everyone present: Sir, do you want to save him or not?

Seeing Dr. Feng getting busy, Lin Tailai shouted to the old leader Wang:
"Old leader! Wake up! The literary world still cannot do without you! Your son can't do without you either!
Your son has just entered the official career this year, you don't want him to be in prison for three years right from the start, do you? "

I don’t know if it was Dr. Feng’s technique that worked, or Mr. Lin’s shouting that had an effect, but after a while, Old Alliance Leader Wang finally woke up.

But his eyes had lost their luster and his heart was completely dead. Now he was just an old father who lived for his son.

Lin Tailai asked with great concern, "Duke Yanzhou, can you still insist on attending?"

Elder Wang waved his hand and said weakly, "Send me back to Gusu Station. You can continue to host the closing ceremony!"

Lin Tailai then called his men to find a carriage and send the old leader Wang away.

However, the departure of the old leader Wang did not seem to have any impact on the closing ceremony.

Finally, Lin Tailai said loudly: "I propose that the literary conference be held every three years. Let's meet again in three years!

Now I declare that this literary conference has concluded successfully! Please bring the spirit of the literary conference back to your respective places! "

As soon as he finished speaking, someone stood up and shouted, "Deputy Alliance Leader Lin! We can't end it yet, there's something missing!"

Lin Tailai said dissatisfiedly: "Please call me the first deputy leader, don't call me anything else!

And what could be missing from such a successful conference? "

The man wanted to flatter the leader, but he almost hit the horse's leg. He replied weakly, "There were no poems in the two main meetings, especially you, the first deputy leader, have not published any works."

Lin Tailai couldn't help but fall into deep thought, why did he forget to write poetry?

I used to love literature so much that every time I beat someone up, I would never forget to write a poem and leave my name behind.

Now that he has become the first deputy leader in the literary world, he has even forgotten how to write poetry.

Could it be that after reaching a high position in the literary world, I have lost my original intention for literature?
Everyone in the big tent suddenly realized what was going on. No wonder they also felt like something was missing.

It is unbelievable that there is no poetry at the literary conference. Why didn't anyone realize it before?

After reflecting for a moment, Deputy Alliance Leader Lin slowly picked up his pen and wrote a poem in large characters so that it would be easier to hang up and read.

Everyone looked at it intently. The title was "Five Poems on Poetry", which had a very good style and was very Lin Tailai-like.

Everyone knows that the first deputy leader loves to write poems, and he often writes a group of poems at a time.

“First, we advance five hundred years of new ideas, but after a thousand years they feel stale again.

Second, there are talented people in every generation, and each of them leads the trend for hundreds of years.

Thirdly, you have never seen a dwarf watching a play. They just follow others and make comments.

Fourthly, I now realize that it is not achieved by force, but 30% is due to human efforts and 70% is due to heaven.

The fifth one, Xiong Yu, laughed at himself for being too greedy, wanting to be a good poet but afraid of being poor. "

Good! Everyone applauded from the bottom of their hearts. The content and ideas of this group of poems are perfect as the finale of the establishment of the New Literary Alliance!

Especially the sentence "Talented people emerge in every generation, and each of them leads the trend for hundreds of years" is the best interpretation of the establishment of the New Literary Alliance!

Although he heard the cheers from all the literary elites, First Vice President Lin, standing outside the crowd, felt neither sad nor happy, let alone excited.

After being in a trance for a moment, the first deputy leader said to Gao Changjiang, the director of the New Literature League and the president of the Vernacular Novel Research Association:

"Ah! I can no longer find the joy I felt when I published my poems. This is probably the truth that there are gains and losses in life!"

(End of this chapter)