Ji Tang

Chapter 759 I'm Begging My Way

"Today, the old Taoist Master came to my Hao Jiehou's house. My Ji Mansion is very honored. The small humble abode is even more radiant. Here we toast to Taoist Priest Yuan and wish him blessings like the East China Sea and longevity as long as the Southern Mountains."

"Come on, everyone please!"

Ji Song smiled and said to Yuan Tiangang: "Taoist Master, please!"

Yuan Tiangang looked at Ji Song with a smile, but did not move the glass, but said: "Slow down!"

Ji Song frowned, but quickly smiled and said, "Daoist Yuan is dissatisfied? But it doesn't matter, just say it."

Yuan Tiangang's expression changed. He thought to himself, this guy has so much grievance. Why would he try to intimidate him when he comes up?

"How dare anyone be dissatisfied? The delicacies of the Marquis House are famous throughout Chang'an. Even the Tang Dynasty is famous. The old Taoist is very happy to be able to eat such food. Now he can even get Ji It’s even more frightening to receive such courtesy from Hou!”

"But what does this blessing like the East Sea and longevity as compared to Nanshan mean? How come the old Taoist has not heard of it?"

He said doubtfully: "Please ask Jihou to clarify my doubts!"

After Yuan Tiangang finished speaking, everyone was stunned. They just heard it well and didn't think much about it, but after thinking about it carefully, they really had never heard of this sentence.

Ji Song was also stunned. This sentence was just a very common birthday greeting in later generations. He said it directly without thinking. Unexpectedly, this sentence has not appeared yet?
"The original sentence of this sentence should be: Blessings are like the long flowing water of the East China Sea, and longevity is as long as the everlasting pines in the Southern Mountains."

Ji Song smiled and said: "The sea can accommodate hundreds of rivers and will never dry up. The pines of Nanshan will always be there for thousands of years. This is to wish you continuous blessings, health and longevity."

Yuan Tiangang murmured: "Blessings are as long as the flowing water of the East China Sea, and longevity is as long as the immortal pines in the Southern Mountains. Good words, really good words!"

He said happily: "It is said that you, Ji Song, are the Emperor Wenzong of the Tang Dynasty. You are the first to write a line in poetry. I have searched for her thousands of times. Suddenly I look back, and that person is there in the dim light. It is even more profound after writing thousands of times." principle."

"The old Taoist has been studying and asking questions all his life, but he can't speak as well as Ji Hou!"

He looked at Ji Song with admiration. Such a person was rare to meet in a thousand years. After the Southern and Northern Dynasties, the culture of the Central Plains disappeared, leaving only some gorgeous words piled up with rhetoric, which was disgusting to hear.

But since Ji Song was born, good poems have continued to come out, leading the trend of Tang Dynasty literature.I don’t know how many people are imitating his poems.

Although there are no masterpieces that have been handed down for generations, there are already signs of prosperity. Such people are simply the pride of an era.

Hearing the old Taoist praise him so much, Ji Song felt a little embarrassed.What are these poems about? If others don’t know, why don’t you know it yourself?

But what I saw and heard in my previous life has become a habit, and some words that have not appeared can't help but appear, which makes people's eyes brighter.

"You praise me, but mere poetry can neither stabilize the country nor make the people eat and drink well. It is just a matter of edifying the mood in leisure time. It should not be praised by the Taoist Priest."

Yuan Tiangang said: "How can you be so derogatory? Although the old Taoist is not good at it, he was an orthodox Confucian disciple whether he was a primary school student or a young man. He just learned Taoism by chance."

"The feelings of giving and the principles of understanding arise from the heart and come out from the words. The beauty of the article is nothing more than the way of poetry and song."

"Whether it is the "Poems" and "Chu Ci" of the pre-Qin Dynasty, or the "Fu" and "Yuefu Poems" since the Han Dynasty, as well as current poetry, they are all manifestations of the continuous progress of our Chinese culture. How can you be so disparaging?" "Yi How can you do nothing with your talents? Your Majesty is not jealous of the virtuous king today. You can let go and leave your name in history. Not to mention overshadowing the current generation, you should also leave more works that can be passed down to the world and leave some for future generations. How can spiritual wealth be like the light and the dust, just like a fly or a dog?"

"You opened acres of land to provide enough food for Guanzhong; you went south to grab food and relieved the disasters in Huaihe and Shandong; in the five years of Xuanzhou, you left countless wealth to the people. His wisdom is rare in the world, and he is not a veteran in building academies. Some guys in the province have ugly faces.”

Speaking of this, many people from aristocratic families below looked ugly, but at this time, the general trend is like this, the academy is so popular, and thousands of students are graduated every year, who dares to openly oppose it?

Even the people from the aristocratic family can only stay dormant at this time. They can win over those who can win over, but they can't offend those who can't. They have a deep understanding of the sadness.

Ji Song looked at Yuan Tiangang and was confused. What kind of person is this?What happened today was originally because I was worried that this guy would bully the small ones, but now it seems that I was wrong.

It is possible to persuade soft people, but no one who comes here today is easy.Speak well, everyone, hello and me. What if you dare to play tricks?hehe!I still don’t know what to do by then!

"Although what the Taoist Master said is reasonable, through the ages, all the poems and songs that have been handed down from generation to generation are often desolate and miserable. They are either the words of despair of great enlightenment, or the thoughts of seclusion in extreme despair, and the expressions of generous tragic songs. people."

"The way of poetry is good for cultivating sentiments, but the younger generation does not want it to become a scholar and establish a career. It is like the reincarnation of Buddhism and Taoism's detachment and inaction, but the younger generation themselves do not agree."

Yuan Tiangang raised his brows, and the people in the lobby became even more nervous. Pingyang also looked at Ji Song with some worry.

Ji Song smiled casually, and for a moment he became heroic and said loudly: "I have knelt before the Buddha for 3000 years. Don't blame me for not having mercy on the Buddha. It is not the dust that covers the Buddha's eyes, but the dirt of the heart that covers the field of blessing. There is also a poem here for me. Taoist priest, if I made any mistakes, please forgive me!"

Everyone was in awe and shock, only to hear Ji Song chant:
"I am from the back mountain, and I occasionally sit in the front hall.

Drunk Dance Jingge half a volume of books, sitting in the well to talk about the vastness of the sky.

Great ambitions play fame, great fortunes and disasters.

When talking about being short of money, he angrily points out that everything is wrong. "

Yuan Tiangang had already fallen down and stood up. He looked at Ji Song in disbelief. In a short period of time, two poems were published. The first one satirized Buddhism, and the latter one satirized himself.

What kind of person is this!
Yuan Tiangang felt a little regretful at this time. When dealing with such people, if you are not careful, you will be doomed!
The better thing is that this is just a point and does not go as far as revealing the truth.

He sighed slightly, stood up and said: "Ji Hou's talent, the old Taoist has learned. However, Ji Hou may have some misunderstandings about my two sects, but he went too far."

Ji Song smiled and said: "It's just a family relationship. Ji Song is in the world and definitely doesn't understand the reincarnation of heaven."

"I, Ji Song, only seek this life, and only look at the present. If the people don't have enough to eat, I will find ways to find food. If the people don't have enough to wear, I will go to make clothes. As long as I, the people of the Tang Dynasty, ask for it, I, Ji Song, will do it. Where.”

"This is because I seek my own way. The way of heaven is the way of humanity. I study things to gain knowledge and manage the world to benefit people. If the way of humanity is prosperous, all industries will prosper. If the people are safe, then all roads will prosper."

He cupped his hands and said: "The Taoist has his Taoist Tao, Xuanzang has Xuanzang's Tao, and I also have my own Tao. The poems just now are just words of anger and cannot be taken seriously."

"We seek our own way, why should we compete with each other?"

After Ji Song finished speaking, he looked at Yuan Tiangang steadily.
(End of this chapter)