Chapter 221 The Fisherman
Hearing that Fang Jun called him "Xiao Du", Du He was very dissatisfied and wanted to refute, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he suddenly got stuck and didn't know what to do.
It is generally recognized that every one of Fang Jun's poems is a masterpiece.
But the annoying thing is that every poem of this guy has connotation.
He curses...
Think of "The Charcoal Seller", think of "Watching the Moon over the River", think of "Silent Night Thoughts"...
Du He felt a little guilty and muttered: "This..." His eyes suddenly lit up and he said: "Your Highness has condescended to send you condolences and rewards. It is not an exaggeration to write a poem to suit the occasion. Right? ”
Do you dare to compose another poem to curse His Highness the Crown Prince?
Li Chengqian had also heard about Fang Jun's poetry and love for cursing. He suddenly broke out in sweat and glared at Du He, extremely displeased with his attempt to divert trouble.
Fang Jun was quite proud when he saw the expressions of the two of them. Can he also become a great writer who uses his pen as his sword?
After thinking for a while, he said: "That's it, Your Highness, Fang will give you a poem."
Li Chengqian was startled. He didn't want to be like his brother Li Tai who was scolded by a poem and dared not go out. Besides, his "stainless record" was no less than that of Li Tai. If Fang Jun caught one thing, If you come up with a poem, will you still be alive?
Just as he was politely declining, he saw Fang Jun looking at the flowing stream and chanting: "The waves are filled with snow for thousands of miles, and the peach blossoms are like a spring without words. A pot of wine, a pole of fiber, how many people are as happy as me?"
……
Li Chengqian was stunned.
The water in the stream is rolling and foaming, looking like snow; the peach trees on the shore are colorful with fallen flowers, and the peaches are burning like fire; a pot of turbid wine, a fishing rod, a breeze and flowing water, a happy life...
It is both a beautiful picture and a state of detachment.
Li Chengqian could only smile bitterly.
Since his birth, he has been accompanied by rich clothes, fine food, and nobility, and he has shouldered the important responsibility of inheriting Yanqing and Maolong.
He also worked hard to study, understand, and strive to achieve the standard of a perfect prince in the eyes of his father.
But, it’s too difficult...
He must suppress his nature, follow the rules, and dare not be negligent, otherwise he will be mercilessly criticized and impeached by the civil servants and censors; he must complete his studies meticulously, otherwise he will be criticized by his masters, and he will not dare to see his father. The emperor’s disappointed eyes...
Not only that, but I don’t know since when, those younger brothers have become more and more outstanding, and none of them are inferior to him in terms of poetry, song, literature, Taoism and martial arts!
And his father's increasingly ambiguous attitude made him feel on pins and needles and almost collapsed!
He could not give up the position of crown prince to anyone else, because he knew that if his talented and intelligent brother Li Tai came to power, he would be eliminated quickly!
Who would keep a person who has been the prince for more than ten years by his side?
Therefore, Li Chengqian is afraid!
He had no choice but to retreat and charge forward!
However, the front is still full of fog and confusion...
Du He clicked his tongue, savored it, and was a little unconvinced.
It's fine if you have gorgeous words and quotes from classics, but it's just some ordinary words and sentences, which can be said to be as plain as water. When put together, how can it immediately create a leisurely mood and make people get goosebumps?
What a hell!
Li Chengqian was stunned.
There are fine wines and delicious food in front of you, and picturesque scenery around you, but you can't get enough of them.
After a long while, he let out a long sigh and said: "It is indeed a good word, but I am lonely and fettered. I absolutely cannot give up everything around me and be a happy fisherman."
Fang Jun said with a smile: "Your Highness thinks that the minister is persuading you to let go of everything and go into seclusion in the mountains and forests?"
Li Chengqian said in astonishment: "Isn't it?"
There are waves, peach blossoms, wine bottles, and fishing rods. Don’t you just want to let go of all your worries and be a happy fisherman?
The old man Fang Jun was there, he took a sip of wine, exhaled, and chanted again: "One spring breeze, one leaf boat, one cocoon thread, one light hook. The flowers are all over the country, the wine is full, and you are free in the vast expanse of waves... How does this one compare to the one just now?”
The same rhythm, the same artistic conception, just open your mouth...
Li Chengqian didn't think that Fang Jun had already prepared the lyrics and waited for him to show off. This person is really well-spoken, and his talent is really eight buckets high... Well, according to this guy's "self-effacing" remarks, it's seven and a half buckets...
But after Li Chengqian tasted it and pondered it carefully, he realized that the meaning of the poem was still the same. Isn’t it describing giving up worldly things and being in the world, enjoying the joy and freedom?
Seeing that he still didn't understand, Fang Jun sighed slightly and said with a hint of disappointment: "Your Highness, you are already in the nest..."
Du He was very unhappy with Fang Jun's divine performance as Zhuge Liang, and sneered: "Don't be so pretentious, can you explain other meanings to these two poems?"
Fang Jun reached for the wine glass, but Du He was guarding him and jumped out of the way...
Fang Jun looked at Du He with disdain and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Coward!"
Du He's face turned red.
Li Chengqian ignored the two people's nonsense and said seriously: "I would like to hear the details."
Fang Jun sighed and said: "Your Highness believes that the fisherman has lived among the green mountains and green waters all year round, and seems to be free and at ease. Therefore, in the eyes of the world, he is a model of chic and refined, and is the standard of a hermit, right? ”
Li Chengqian said blankly: "Isn't it?"
Fang Jun said: "It is a pity that the fisherman in this poem is difficult to exist in reality. Rich people have their own careers and do not have time to enjoy such a free life. Even if they want to rest, "Stealing half a day's leisure" can never get rid of worldly disputes and pressure; but real fishermen, they have very heavy taxes and miscellaneous taxes, and fishing is Their labor, they must work hard in exchange for food, clothes, and the money to marry a wife and raise children. Besides, fishing occasionally feels very leisurely, but if it is regarded as a lifelong job, it can still be considered a job. Is it pleasant? Even if the local scenery is picturesque, you will feel tired after looking at it every day.”
Li Chengqian and Du He thought about it carefully, and it really made sense.
Fishing once in a while is a way to cultivate your sentiments and get close to nature, but if you fish all your life...
It’s chilling to think about.
But what exactly does Fang Jun mean?
Fang Jun saw that the two of them still didn't understand, so he didn't laugh.
He remembered that when his old leader was telling him that he was upset because he had lost his promotion spot, he had read these two poems, but he had not known the meaning for a long time.
"Actually, the real meaning of Wei Chen's two poems is to tell His Highness a truth. People can't always be dissatisfied, and they can't always envy the good things of others... Just like the fisherman, in our opinion, It’s as happy as how many people I have, and it’s like being free. But in fact, he still has to be forced by life. On the other hand, will the fisherman envy our life?”
Will it?
The answer is of course yes.
Who wouldn’t envy you when you have fine clothes, fine food, and a horde of wives and concubines?
Li Chengqian was at a loss and didn't understand what he meant.
Fang Jun said patiently: "Your Highness always thinks that you are miserable and depressed. Your brothers covet your position. Your Majesty is disappointed in you. Your courtiers are harsh on you...is that true or not?"
Li Chengqian felt a little unnatural and remained silent.
This is the default.
Fang Jun nodded: "But Your Highness, have you ever thought about why they did this to you?"
Why?
Li Chengqian gritted his teeth: "Because someone is restless and wants to pull Gu down and make him the prince himself; because the father always sets his standards on Gu, but Gu's qualifications are not as many as those of the father; because of those The minister either wants to mold Gu into an eternal sage, or he wants to stir up trouble and trouble as a capital for his own fortune..."
It can be said that Li Chengqian has never expressed his true feelings in front of others like this.
He has been suppressed for too long and under too much pressure. His nerves are like a bowstring that has been tightened all year round, and he does not dare to slack off at all.
But today, for some reason, I did not hesitate to express my innermost thoughts.
He also wants to be recognized and even more sympathetic!
Your Highness, you are actually suffering a lot!
However, there was no trace of sympathy on Fang Jun's face, instead, there was just endless ridicule...
Li Chengqian was furious and shouted: "Fang Jun! Are you really playing tricks on Yu Gu?"
Fang Jun shook his head. He finally understood why Li Chengqian, who was so outstanding as a child, did so many incredible and stupid things as an adult.
It's not from pressure, not from being framed, but from mentality.
He has not found his niche at all!
Fang Jun said leisurely: "Your Highness, have you heard this sentence: If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight?!"
Li Chengqian was confused, which sage said this?
What does it mean?
I’ve only heard of crowns, the emperor’s crown. What is this crown?
Prince's crown? Never heard of it...(End of Chapter)