Song Yingcai seemed to pretend to collect his emotions, and then said helplessly with full emotions.
"Then Tang Sufan actually ruined his talent and reputation! He went to do business as a merchant!"
"If he is troubled by life, let alone if there is difficulty in life, how can we, the scribes, ignore it! But Tang Sufan is not short of money, and he is still doing business as a merchant!"
"You think this is not a shame for me as a scholar?"
To say that it was common for merchants in later generations to do business, but in this day and age.
Hum hum, if you don't read a lot of books and instead do your own despicable business affairs, then don't blame us noble intellectuals for criticizing you.
"What!"
Immediately some talented people started shouting.
"Is that so?"
"This little poetry fairy actually wants to be a merchant?"
"Isn't this self-destruction?"
"Such a literary talent may be deceived by the world. Brothers, please tell me whether we can persuade you!"
"Yes, Brother Cui is right!"
"It's time to persuade him to return from his lost ways!"
Suddenly, the scene was full of righteous discussions.
Song Yingcai smiled faintly, and then continued to sum up angrily.
"Everyone, you think this kind of behavior is not embarrassing for literati like us, so why not!"
As Song Yingcai said this, he felt so happy that he felt so happy, "Tang Sufan, if you fight with me, your reputation will be completely ruined."
A shameful apology!
Then Song Yingcai waited until everyone was talking happily for a while before speaking again.
"Everyone, it's not just that! How many days have you heard of Xiaoyaoxuan?"
"Xiaoyaoxuan?"
Many people frowned, and most of them seemed familiar.
Wang Tao frowned slightly and thought about it: "By the way, the sweet-scented osmanthus wine in Chunxin Pavilion in the past two days was provided by Xiaoyao Xuan!"
Song Yingcai continued at this time: "Everyone knows that Xiaoyaoxuan is the wine shop opened by Tang Sufan!"
"What, this famous osmanthus brew is not possible because of their family's location?"
"Yes, after inquiring, Song knew that Tang Sufan's Xiaoyaoxuan will open on Dongmen Street in two days, and the Xiaoyaoxuan brand has been hung on the store!"
"Do you know the price of this sweet-scented osmanthus wine in Chunxin Pavilion?"
Wang Tao was lucky enough to have a drink at Chunxin Pavilion in the past two days, which made many colleagues envious for a long time. He was even proud of it and mentioned it once or twice from time to time.
Then Wang Tao said: "It seems...a pot costs seven hundred coins!"
"What, seven hundred coins!"
Some people who had never drunk it suddenly frowned.
What kind of wine? It costs seven hundred coins!
and!
A pot is only about a pound!
If we talk about a fight over drinking wine, wouldn’t it be a fight over a thousand cups of wine! ! ! !
"That's right, a pot of seven hundred coins!"
Song Yingcai slapped the table hard.
"Think about it, if Tang Sufan's wine were sold, how many people would be able to afford it! Isn't this an act of setting sky-high prices and being greedy for profit?!!!"
Immediately, someone shouted with increasing anger: "This, this, this! This Tang Sufan is really detrimental to the integrity of our literati!"
"It's really a disgrace to a scholar. I thought this person was just a shallow-minded person who could get lost and return! But I didn't expect that he was so hopeless!"
"You are really being despised!"
"Hiss, even though we have never met each other, it is in vain that I regard this little poet as a literary confidant! It is really abominable!"
Tang Sufan: Why the hell didn’t I know I had a confidant (￢_￢)
All of them spoke righteously, were angry, and were angry and generous.
"Think again, everyone, in this year and age! There are refugees all over the place, and Tang Sufan actually uses grain to make wine! Such a waste of grain, disregarding the suffering people of Chang'an, and no compassion!"
"Tell me, what qualifications do such people have to be called Little Poet Fairy!"
"No matter how talented he is, he is just a villain who is eager for quick success and has no moral character!"
Song Yingcai moved step by step, and at the end of the sentence, he simply stood up and shouted.
A summary directly defines Tang Sufan as a villain who is obsessed with profit!
The anger at the scene was even more aroused.
"Yes, Brother Song is absolutely right!"
"I think that the quarrel was a big thank you to Brother Song for his kindness. He offended you, but Brother Song was a great kindness even if he didn't care about it! He actually has no fear at all!"
"How abominable! Fellow scribes, I think we, the scribes, must do something!"
"That's right!"
Song Yingcai raised his head and looked around, pretending to be compassionate.
He waved his hand and said righteously: "Fellow literary officials, we still have some strength, but I believe that we must not let the shame of the literary world ruin the character of our literary people!"
"I have a proposal! On the day he opens his business, we will lead more civil servants and parade through the streets to stop him! Let these people who are willing to degenerate and have no compassion for humanity pay the price!"
"What do you think?"
As soon as this statement came out, he won a lot of support.
"Brother Song is right!"
"Brother Song is absolutely right. I think we, literary scholars, must not let such people tarnish our proud literary style!"
"I will explain the situation to all the students in Hongwen Hall when I get back!"
"We, the scholars in the Hanlin Academy who care about the people, will not sit idly by and ignore it!"
"Yes, wait until his Xiaoyaoxuan opens! We will seek justice for the people!"
"Yeah!"
For a time, this group of people’s definition of this matter became louder and louder!
For a moment, it seemed as if they were colluding on some major national event!
Everything is just for justice in the world!
The response came in droves, with passionate indignation!
So lively.
Song Yingcai looked at everyone's reactions with a hidden smile, and drank a glass of wine with satisfaction.
But as soon as he took a sip, Song Yingcai frowned slightly, and then put down the so-called 'fine wine' in the cup.
Why can't I drink it? What kind of wine is this?
It's not as delicious as sweet-scented osmanthus brew.
(-ι_-)
At a time when people here are indignant.
Tang Sufan is also preparing for the opening all the time.
Some people have noticed that Dongmen Street in the east city of Chang'an City has become lively in the past two days.
In a large open space on the far west side of Dongmen Street, a red cloth arena was erected.
Many passers-by stopped to look at the uniquely shaped arena.
I don’t know which aristocratic family’s people are planning to organize a big battle?
At this moment, in the imperial city, in a palace within Da'an Palace.
Snapped!
An old man with tiger eyes, ragged clothes, gray hair, and a bright golden robe sat among the palace ladies.
The flowers are in full bloom, so chic.
The smashed wine glass frightened all the palace maids and the serving concubines to pale.
"What kind of wine is this! How can I drink it?"
Suddenly an old chamberlain rolled over and said in a trembling voice.
"Back...back to the Supreme Emperor...this...your majesty...your majesty sent over two pots of sweet-scented osmanthus brew...after you drink it, it will be gone..."
"Humph, you traitor! You traitor!"
The old man in bright yellow clothes shouted angrily!
And the traitor he spoke of was none other than the emperor of the day, Li Shimin.
And he was the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty who was forced to abdicate in the ninth year of Wude.
Li Yuan!
"Hmph, let that traitor bring it to me! I want wine! I want good wine!!!!"
The old chamberlain kowtowed quickly and said: "Your Majesty, this wine... is not sold on the market yet... I heard that the Queen got this wine from outside the palace. One red wine is not much, and two of the bottles were specially ordered by the Queen." Someone sent it here!"
Li Yuan's angry face did not improve at all, and he continued angrily: "Humph, how did he become the emperor of a dog! The whole world belongs to him, and he is in trouble with just two bottles of wine?"
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