Chapter 421 Examiner?
Jun Hun'er was almost scared to death. Although His Majesty Li Er is open-minded and does not engage in literary inquisition, as the saying goes, a man who accompanies you is like a tiger! The emperor's heart is unpredictable. Who knows that one day His Majesty Li Er will be upset and think of this poem, and he will have to punish himself with the crime of disrespect?
Yan Shigu was unmoved and said casually: "You kid is as timid as a mouse! Hey, this poem is really good. It seems simple and straightforward, but in fact it is like old wine. The more you taste it, the more flavorful it becomes. The fragrance lingers on the cheeks, the rhyme is long, what a poem, what a poem... Hey, I wonder if this is an old work by you, Erlang, or did you pick it up out of emotion? "
Everyone present looked at Fang Jun.
Good poetry has become a trend in the Tang Dynasty. Whether it is the Confucian masters in the temple who are highly virtuous and highly educated, or the literati who are quick-thinking, eager to learn and tireless in the world, they all regard poetry as a beauty. A good poem composed by chance can make a penniless person become famous. Confucian scholars and high-ranking officials will happily recommend it.
Recommendation was also the most important official method before the rise of the imperial examination...
Fang Jun's literary talent has long been spread all over the world, and no one doubts it. It's just that although this guy is talented, he is a bit unconventional. He doesn't write many poems, but he has many other poems. However, only a few of his poems, such as "The Charcoal Seller", have been highly recognized by scholars.
Although the words of the current poem are simple, it has broad connotation and profound meaning. If Fang Jun carefully crafted it and repeated deletions and revisions, it would only show that he was really talented in poetry, but if he could express it well and master it, that would be amazing!
Fang Jun rolled his eyes and said quickly: "What's so good? I didn't do this at all. A few days ago, I met a wandering Taoist priest by chance. After drinking, he muttered such a poem. , I just remember, it has nothing to do with me, really..."
Yu Wenshiji had a look of contempt on his face: "That comment just now is correct. You are really as timid as a mouse. You don't even dare to recognize the poems you wrote. You are a worthless thing!"
Fang Jun's face turned red as blood...
Kong Yingda smiled and said: "You should be steady as a person, that's true, but young people must also be energetic, otherwise how will they be different from us old men who are about to die? This country of the Tang Dynasty is ultimately for you and other young people to manage and protect. To open up, if you are afraid of wolves in front and tigers in the back, you can Your Majesty can be entrusted with important tasks, and you have great trust? You, please relax, even if there are some minor inaccuracies in this poem, Your Majesty will not blame you, not to mention that His Highness the Prince will testify for you. , It’s just a temporary complaint, don’t worry.”
Li Chengqian was a little embarrassed. He forced a smile and said, "Master Kong is right. If my father asks, I will defend Erlang, so don't worry."
What he was thinking was that the few people here were all highly respected sage-like figures, who had already transcended the boundaries of ordinary factions and interests, and would never sell themselves out. As for Fang Jun, he was deeply grateful, and it was his duty to correct his careless remarks.
Yan Shigu then smiled and said: "Is this the work of that wandering Taoist priest?"
Fang Jun was also a little embarrassed. He seemed to have made some mistake and became dependent on him. Whenever he encountered a problem, he would throw out the old Taoist priest who took the blame...
Kong Yingda also walked over with his hands behind his back, admiring Yan Shigu's copying of this poem, and praised: "The poem is good, and the calligraphy is even better. The poetry with profound philosophical meaning and the mellow and freehand calligraphy are compatible with each other, a perfect match made in heaven, wonderful ”
Several people stopped playing cards and stood together to comment on poems and texts, which was quite harmonious.
At this time, someone outside the duty room reported: "There is a messenger in the palace, and your Majesty ordered the Marquis of Xinxiang to enter the palace immediately to see you."
Fang Jun was startled and said sarcastically: "What's wrong, I'm afraid we were impeached by the censors for gathering together to play cards in the duty room of the Ministry of Rites. Otherwise, why would His Majesty have summoned us to see you? My ancestors, what's the matter? You can explain something to me, just say it was you who pulled me..."
Yan Shigu rolled his eyes and scolded: "You are so shameless, didn't you come up with this mahjong to confuse us old bones and distract us from business all day long?"
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Fang Jun said angrily: "You are too shameless, aren't you? Even if I created this mahjong, I was just competing with Master Kong and Xu Guogong. You came to the door with shame and couldn't drive away. Is it good?”
"You bastard! How dare you talk to me like that? Do you believe that with just a memorial, I can impeach you, dismiss you from office, and send you to jail?" Yan Shigu was furious. This is the first time in his life that he has done this. How can you not be angry when being accused like this by a young boy? The key is, this guy didn’t give any face to him, he really came to the door by himself...
Fang Jun frowned and retorted: "I really don't believe it, why don't you try it?"
Yan Shigu stared and cursed: "Just give it a try and let you experience my power!"
The two refused to give in to each other and got into a quarrel.
Li Chengqian was a little dumbfounded. Looking at Fang Jun, whose neck muscles were bulging, he felt admiration in his heart. That's Yan Shigu, a great Confucian of the time, a master of the "Book of Han", with peaches and plums all over the world, and a famous literary name all over the world. Are you just scolding me like this?
Yu Wenshiji was so quarreled by the two that his brain ached. He patted the table to calm them down, pointed at Fang Jun and said: "Your Majesty has summoned you. If you still have time to argue with an old man here, he will be buried in the dust." If it reaches the neck, even if you die, it won’t be a loss. How can you compare with him?”
Fang Jun slapped his forehead and said angrily to Yan Shigu: "I was almost killed by an old man like you. I won't argue with you until I come back!"
After saying that, he left in a hurry.
Yan Shigu was so angry that smoke was rising from his head, and he said angrily: "Look, where are these bastards who don't respect their elders? They make me so angry!"
Yu Wenshiji complained: "You are such a bastard, who wouldn't be impatient with you? Don't forget, although this kid is smiling like a little white rabbit these days, his timid temper has made the whole of Chang'an worse. famous, Even if you are the King of Heaven, I can't bear to be so angry with you! I managed to get four people to play cards, but now I offend one of them, what will happen in the future?
Having said this, the Duke of Xu had a sad look on his face and sighed sadly.
Yan Shigu also came to his senses and tsked, saying in his heart that His Majesty had summoned him, so this kid didn't dare to delay. Otherwise, who knew if this bastard would get angry and beat himself up? That's fine, the most serious thing is just as Yu Wenshiji said, he offended this kid, and from now on, there will be one out of three. Where can I find someone who plays cards sincerely, but doesn't hide any other flattery?
This is really a mistake!
If I had thought of this step earlier, I would just give in, why bother...
Kong Yingda turned his attention to Li Chengqian and asked tentatively: "Your Highness, this mahjong...do you understand the rules?"
Li Chengqian was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "It's almost the same, it's not too difficult..."
Yu Wenshi was overjoyed and pulled Li Chengqian's sleeve to the table: "Now there is a shortage of three, and your Highness will take the first one!"
Yan Shigu slapped his thigh: "Okay! With His Highness the Crown Prince taking over, what else do you need from the second room? This bastard dares to be disrespectful to me. Let's see how I can read him in front of His Majesty and let him know how powerful I am!" ”
For the sake of missing one of the three, the old man could endure anything; but now that there is no shortage of people, the old man's temper suddenly flared up again...
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"What did you say?"
In the Tai Chi Palace, Fang Jun stared at His Majesty Li Er standing in front of him in stunned silence, almost thinking that he had tinnitus.
His Majesty Li Er was quite displeased. Which minister dared to question him like this.
His Majesty the Emperor was talking to you, how dare you not hear clearly? It’s just that you didn’t hear clearly, but you actually dared to ask what the emperor was talking about?
His Majesty Li Er held back his anger and thought in his heart that this boy had indeed suffered a loss. He felt a little sorry for himself, so he gritted his teeth and said, "I just said that after the spring, I will re-open the imperial examination. From now on, I will always be ”
Fang Jun was still a little stunned: "That... it's not this sentence, it's the next sentence..."
His Majesty Li Er finally got angry, kicked Fang Jun in the butt, and shouted: "I'll let you plan this Spring Festival, and then serve as the examiner!"
Let me be the examiner of the imperial examination?
Mother! If you don't push me into a pit of fire, it will be over, right?
Today’s update is a bit lacking, but I’ll work hard tomorrow! ~
(End of chapter)