Liu Jin looked at Liu Huan who was both painful and dared not speak, but his anger had not yet faded and continued to curse: "You are a bad guy who only knows how to eat and drink, do you not understand such a mood?"

After scolding him, Liu Huan finally knew where he was wrong. It turned out that this was not a poem to scold his godfather. Although he was in great pain, he hurriedly lay on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly: "Yes, yes, my son knew his mistake, and my son embarrassed his father."

Liu Jin stood up, raised his head, raised his head, held his hands forty-five degrees, and sighed quietly: "After reading this poem, we are very sad. Life is short, and the artistic conception of this poem is very long-lasting, which reminds us of our life. We were poor since childhood and had to purify ourselves. We were bullied in this deep palace. It is really a blessing that the emperor was wise and let me be with him. Finally... With such a little success, but when we saw the sentence after this poem, "The hearts of old friends are changed at will, but the hearts of old friends are changed easily," I couldn't help but realize, Oh, I originally wanted to

Life is happier, and you need to adjust your mentality. Look, it changes easily but the hearts of old friends. How well this is written. Ye Chunqiu and I don’t deal with it. We don’t look down on him, a sour scholar, but we are not the kind of person who tries hard to practice others when they don’t deal with it. We have a broad mind. His poem is very good. Go find someone, copy it, frame it, and paste it in our public housing. We have to look up at this poem every day to teach it to remind ourselves that life is short, so as to be a human being, so that we can be happy and satisfied."

Liu Huan hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, my son will do it now."

He stumbled and ran away.

Liu Jin's eyes were deep. Looking at his back as he was leaving, he sat down again and sighed. Such a foolish person was actually staying with him, which was really a worry. So he began to feel melancholy in his heart again, and he remembered Ye Chunqiu's words, if life was just like the first meeting, Liu Jin broke his mouth and smiled: "The most important thing in being a human is happiness."

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The spring is finally replaced by the scorching heat that follows.

In the courtyard of Ye Chunqiu and his son, even the locust tree that was full of vitality became soft and not angry.

Ye Chunqiu hid for a while, and the discussion outside finally calmed down. The scholars always felt a gust of wind and scolded for a while. When they were tired, they started to get into camp again.

Taibai Poetry Club is very popular now. It is said that the third edition of Taibai Poetry Club is about to be released and is now being accepted. Now this Taibai Poetry Club is so prosperous that it is so expensive in Luoyang. The articles and poems there are, except for the evil half-section of Ye Chunqiu's poems, are also wonderful, but not outstanding. Many people even think in their hearts that if they write them themselves, they may not lose to them. Hum, this kind of article is not an exam after all. The exam is limited in time, and it is your urgent wisdom. Of course, luck is also within the scope of consideration.

But the articles in Taibai Collection are different. You can completely re-engineer. Once you have inspiration, you can start writing very well. After writing, you will find some relatives and friends to polish them. No matter how bad it is, it will be better than you.

It's so melancholy that the articles of a group of students are now popular. The little scholars of Ningbo can be famous by Taibai Collection. There are rumors that there is an article in Taibai Collection of Poetry written by a second-class enhancing student in Ningbo. This kind of thing has never been famous, and it is just a level of being among Ningbo students. When they arrived in Hangzhou, they were even more like a slag. But they took out their skills and published an article in Taibai Collection. Now it became really popular. It is said that his relatives think that he is a glorious ancestor, after all, he is famous in Jiangnan. So they put on a few days of flowing tables, and now they have come to Hangzhou, and they even worship Mr. Lu Ming to learn art.

Tsk tsk... Mr. Lu Ming has accepted disciples, and everyone knows that this old man is one of the famous scholars in Hangzhou. It is actually not easy to be able to worship his door wall. How many people have squeezed their heads?

A small second-class enhancing student in Ningbo, who may not even have the qualifications for the provincial examination, has become a disciple of Mr. Lu Ming? Isn’t it because of that article being valued by Mr. Lu Ming?

Thinking of this, although everyone scolded Ye Chunqiu for being very happy, some people have already used practical actions to prove how scholars are disagreeable. Chen Rong, the president of the poetry club, had already negotiated with Liu Wenming, a juren from Hangzhou. Liu Wenming became the Hangzhou supervisor of the poetry club. Now he has begun to recruit disciples with a group of friends. Many people call their friends and want to join the poetry club.

However, there are conditions for joining the poetry club. That is, if you join the poetry club, you need to pay the journal money for Taibai Ji. That is to say, Taibai Ji published a monthly edition. If you want to come in, you have to spend money to order Taibai Ji every month.

The more members you join, the greater the guaranteed printing volume. The larger the printing volume, the more people you have circulated on Taibai Ji and the greater the influence; the greater the influence, the more members you will naturally have. This is a cycle that binds Taibai Ji and the members.

This is nothing to many students. Even if they don’t join, they may not be sure to buy it.

There are also some students who actually don’t want to join the group, and they don’t want to become famous by writing articles. However, scholars always like to get together with fellow villagers and classmates in the same year, forming small circles after small circle. In this small circle, everyone is talking about articles in the school club and Taibai Collection. Some people are taking out some articles to praise, and some come and scold them. They are all shouting and scolding, but if you don’t go in, you can’t even do friends and communicate. You don’t understand what others say, so many people are kidnapped by various favors and other reasons.

It's just 300 es per month, but it's not expensive for students. Although there are poor scholars, most people who can study have a wealthy family background and can afford this little money.

Not to mention the vast number of children. If the students come in, they will naturally have their ambitions. However, those children are desperately trying to get into it, which is suspected of being pretending. Look, Mr. Jie Yuan and I are in the same poetry club, with dozens of scholars, and even hundreds or thousands of scholars. I can be friends with them now.

Chen Rong********** was all over here, trying his best to find some supervisors in various prefectures, and desperately absorbed members. At the same time, he discussed with Wang Fang about building a new printing workshop in Hangzhou. He was already busy.

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!