Wang Maoru looked at everyone, everyone looked at him, expecting him to give an answer, why not chase and fight? What a good opportunity it is now, after the Kuomintang takes the initiative to provoke, the wolf returns, if Yuan Shikai is in power, he will definitely be eager to kill him. But if Wang Mao was not Yuan Shikai, Yuan Shikai's approach was to kill them all, but in the end he did not kill them all, but instead made the Kuomintang move from an open battle to the underground, giving Yuan Shikai a headache and causing the country to suffer. Yang Du is indeed a good staff officer, but he is still a little narrow-minded and thoughtful in doing big things, Wang Maoru said lightly: "Politics is an art of compromise, the other party compromises, and we should also stop it in time, otherwise the two sides will continue to confront each other, and it will hurt the interests of the country." ”

Everyone was stunned at first, and then Yang Ducai said: "Xiushuai cares about the country, for the country and the people, and is a national model!" ”

Wang Maoru smiled and said, "Thank you." So he didn't say anything more, everyone might want to express themselves more, so everyone spoke freely, scolded Fang Xuan, and really regarded themselves as the prime minister.

Of course, literati, naturally have a kind of consciousness of commanding the world above ten thousand people, and they all want to be the Zhuge Liang who has done his best to die. Some people say that Xiucai's rebellion failed for three years, the reason is the courage of the literati, his highest idea is to be the one under one person above ten thousand people, on the other hand, the highest ideal of the military is not under one person, but above ten thousand people, so no one who succeeded in the rebellion was born in a literati, which is also the reason why the Northern Song Dynasty respected the literati.

Among them, Yang Du seems to be the most eloquent, he himself is a person with outstanding literary talents, outstanding people in Hunan, Yang Du's speech is subdued and frustrated, and he really regards himself as a figure like Zhuge Liang. In fact, Yang Du's ability, Wang Maoru knows it very well. This man is the material of a secretary, but he is not suitable to be in charge alone. He is sometimes a bit idealistic, if he is allowed to be alone, it will cause chaos, and Yang Du likes to hide himself after making mistakes, if he really lets him preside over something. It's really not a good candidate. But Yang Du is a lot smarter, has a lot of ideas, and is a good material for a staff officer, and Wang Maoru keeps Yang Du by his side, which is also using his intelligence and ability. Moreover, Yang Du has no good impression of the Kuomintang at all, and really treats the Kuomintang as a mortal enemy. The Kuomintang is "Zen and exhausted" to prepare for a counterattack, and it just so happens that Wang Mao needs a talent like him at this time.

Except for Yang Du, the others also spoke freely, and Wang Maoru listened to them silently, smiling slightly at the corner of his mouth. In fact, he knew in his heart that they were showing their abilities in front of him, and it was estimated that it was not Yang Du's treat today. It's a certain politician who wants to show it, but he is also happy to laugh. When he was halfway through eating, Wang Maoru's adjutant Feng Yinbin came over and said, "I just learned that something good is going to happen tomorrow in the Yueqi Pavilion. ”

"How?"

Feng Yinbin said with a smile: "There is a writer named Guo Kaizhen, who has just published a collection of poems called "Goddess", and has cheated many little girls of their money. He had a crush on a girl here. tricked other girls into eloping with him, but was discovered by the nursing home (thugs) and arrested. ”

Everyone laughed, and Yang Du asked: "I have heard of this Guo Kaizhen, who said that he was the initiator of new culture, advocating the writing of modern poetry in the vernacular, and I heard that he is an anarchist." ”

Yang Du's friend Liang Huankui said with a smile: "Dafan, an anarchist is actually the most eager to be an official, if he doesn't become an official, why should he clamore for the government to attract attention." ”

Wang Maoru asked, "What about later?" ”

Feng Yinbin said: "The general manager of this Fengyue Pavilion is also interesting. Didn't beat him, didn't scold him, let him argue with others, if he could win, take the girl, if he couldn't win. scolded three times that he was a brute, and never stepped into the Ynches Pavilion again. ”

Wang Maoru was surprised: "This manager has an idea. ”

Yang Du said with a smile: "It is indeed an idea, but it is in line with the Fenghua Xueyue literati Yaxing, good, good, good idea." ”

Liang Huankui said: "This Guo Kaizhen has sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and he has a reputation for eloquence in Japan, probably the manager of this inn wants to let him go." ”

Wang Maoru said with a smile: "Whether you let go or not, you can't do without two words." ”

"What two words?"

"Hype." Wang Maoru said with a smile, "If this matter is not hyped up and not allowed to ferment, how can we make the Vengens Pavilion the No. 1 Fengyue venue in Beijing?" This Guo Kaizhen hit the muzzle of the gun, and he was unlucky, but he was lucky. He exclaimed: "The owner of this Fengyue field is really a marketing master, and this Pandan Blu Pavilion is the only one in Beijing, right?" ”

"That's nature." Yang Du said, speaking of this, Yang Du said again: "Xiushuai is familiar with Beijing, I heard that Xiushuai's hometown is in Beijing?" ”

Wang Maoru said: "No, the ancestor is the Northern Expeditionary Army of the Anhui Ming Army, which belongs to the Yan Wang's department, and later settled in Beijing. ”

"In the two hundred and seventy years of the Ming Dynasty, Xiushuai's current can be regarded as integrated into Beijing." Yang Du said with a smile, "It's that Xiushuai's Beijing dialect is not good, and it has the taste of outside the customs." ”

Wang Maoru laughed and said, "I entered the customs outside the customs, and I entered the customs on the route of the Qing Kingdom." ”

Yang Du said with emotion: "Xiushuai has gone all the way, and Huizi has also devoted himself to research, swallowing Heilongjiang, Jilin, robbing Liaoning, forcing Rehe, and collecting Mongolia, this way is really shocking." ”

Wang Maoru said: "Are you praising me or hurting me, let's watch singing and dancing, and if you continue to talk about it, it will become my stage alone." Today we will only talk about Fengyue and nothing else. ”

"Yes, just talk about Fengyue." Yang Du judged the situation and said with a smile.

After a while, a singer came in, playing the pipa, singing Jiangnan Minor. Yang Du and a few others listened to it fascinated, Wang Maoru didn't understand a word, so he sat here and looked out the window through the glass, the moon was bright and the moonlight was sprinkled all over the earth, and it gradually darkened a little, it turned out to be snowing. I don't know who shouted, it's so snowy, and everyone opened the windows to enjoy the snow for a while. There really hasn't been a few snowfalls in Beijing this winter, the weather is cold, but it's dry and cold, no snow, and occasionally a few snowfalls are a thin layer, and it's still when people are sleeping. It's snowing just in time, but it's a good time.

Wang Maoru and others walked to the window, and Yang Dujian said: "Why don't we each write a poem for this snow scene?" A few people responded and said yes, and Yang Du said, "Brother Xiushengxian, you come first?" Wang Maoru said with a smile: "You guys just stop when you see me making a fool of myself." Everyone laughed, Wang Maoru looked at the snow scene, felt something, and said loudly: "Heaven and earth are pastures, wrapped in silver, and the old face has been changed." Remembering the founding of the country, displaced, and in one breath, there is no distinction between right and wrong. Zhumen wine and meat, where are the beggars, how can the people of the troubled times be people? The years have changed, sighing for the ill-fated fate, and the rest of his life is panicked. Our generation shoulders the country's fortune, and does not bend the waist. Ming Li Guangwei Qing, killed all the Huns, Yang Gong Yue Fei, chased away all the Fan Kou, Li Wenzhong Gong, and exchanged his blood for condescension. When he waits for him, the martyrs' shrine is worshipped, Yanhuang is arrogant! ”

After a song "Qinyuan Spring", everyone was lonely and silent, and the wind and snow and moon that were originally prepared, in the face of this murderous aura, they couldn't take it out, but Zhu Qichao's eyes lit up, and he applauded: "Okay, good, majestic, majestic." ”

Yang Du said: "The name of this word is ......"

"Qinyuan Spring, new look." Wang Maoru said, and then said with a smile: "Graffiti, graffiti, let you laugh, laugh." ”

Zhu Qichuan asked: "Xiusheng has a lot of respect for Li Wenzhonggong?" ”

Wang Maoru said: "Back then, the Qing Dynasty was like a huge ship, but this ship was dilapidated and full of moths, and all the crew members sat on the boat and dreamed about how beautiful they used to be. But Li Wenzhong is like a sober ship repairer, he gathers the crew and repairs the broken ship of the Qing Dynasty everywhere. It's a pity that the keel of that big ship is bored, and he, ah, has been exhausted to death by pressure all his life. Was he loyal to the Qing Dynasty all his life? No, he was loyal not to the Qing Dynasty, but to China! Li Hongzhang, Li Hongzhang, why didn't he overthrow the Qing Dynasty? Because he clearly knows that only the reunification of this country can guarantee that the Chinese people will not suffer. An example is the chaotic war in the first ten years of the Republic of China, where the people suffered and were displaced! In the end, Li Hongzhang and Li Wenzhong also let the Qing Dynasty give him a trick and let him go to Maguan to negotiate and sign the "Treaty of Shimonoseki". This person is a good person, but a good person may not be rewarded. People in troubled times are like dogs, dogs in prosperous times are like people, alas, drinking, drinking, it's your turn to compose poetry. ”

Where did Yang Du and the others still make poems, everyone is a literati, and without Wang Maoru's momentum of looking down on the world, it is better to let him be the last to do poetry. Of course, there is another reason why everyone doesn't make poems, you are doing well now, compared to Wang Maoru, yes, the future is over. If you don't do it well, the literati on the scene can't be a soldier when they write poems, and it's even more embarrassing. At this time, everyone suddenly remembered that he was not only a warlord and a general, but also the originator of modernist poets, the founder of modern music, and a professor at Peking University. I had no choice but to shake my head helplessly, and patted my ass: "General Shangwu's Qinyuan Spring is magnificent, how dare I take it out again, wouldn't it show my petty family?" ”

After reciting it silently, the singer sighed and said in soft Wu language: "Words are good words, and they also have taste. ”

"The girl understands, too?" Wang Maoru said with a smile.

The singer smiled and said nothing, but picked up the pipa, debugged it, "poof" sound, so shocked that everyone looked at her, and the previous sound is different, this sound is sonorous and powerful, it is breathtaking, everyone opened their eyes and looked at the singer, the singer suddenly showed a shallow smile, looked at Wang Maoru and said: "This guest officer, how about listening to the little woman sing this song?" ”

ps: ps: Ximen's graffiti, you spray it lightly