Datang: It's a showdown, my son-in-law is going to rebel!

Chapter 8 Young man, don't belittle yourself

Fang Qi successfully became an auditor of the Imperial Academy.

At this time, the Guozijian was already in class.

Fang Qi sat in the auditorium. Although the auditors and formal students of the Guozijian were under the same roof, they were clearly separated.

The auditors are all sitting in the back row, while the official students are all sitting in the middle.

"Brother, which family are you from? I think you are a bit unfamiliar."

The student sitting next to Fang Qi said to Fang Qi: "To be honest, this class is really boring. You are new here. After class, do you want to invite brother to Pingkangfang?"

"I am the Attendant of the East Palace."

Fang Qi replied to the person next to him: "You are right, this class is quite boring."

"Eastern Palace attendant? Why did you come here to listen?"

The person next to him asked curiously: "Have you heard? Li Gang, the young master of the prince, died. According to my father, he was pissed off by the prince. His majesty hung the prince up and beat him up. I can't even get up."

"Who is your father?"

Fang Qi looked at this tall and thick man. Isn't this the time-traveling kid known as Liu Shui, the iron-clad Cheng Chumo, the tyrant of the novice village of the Tang Dynasty?

"My father, Li Xiaogong, Prince of Hejian County! My name is Li Huairen."

Li Huairen said to Fang Qi: "Brother, look at your face, when get out of class is over, let's go to Pingkangfang?"

"Do you think I look like someone who has money to go to Pingkangfang?"

Fang Qi spread his hands helplessly, and then said: "I'm just a servant of the Eastern Palace, how can I have the money to go to that kind of place?"

"I'll treat!"

Li Huairen said to Fang Qi with arrogance: "You are a newcomer, just treat me as your welcome, and you will just recognize me as the boss in the future."

"..."

Fang Qi looked at Li Huairen, wanting to refuse, but he didn't know what reason to look for.

"You want to be the boss?"

At this time, Fang Qi heard a voice next to him: "Li Huairen, go back and ask, how many times has my father saved your father?"

"Hey! Cheng Chumo!"

Li Huairen yelled, and then said: "Don't be crazy, little thief! Last time I asked my father, obviously my father saved your father seven or eight times!"

"..."

Li Huairen's voice is very loud.

You know, this is the classroom of the Imperial College.

Such a loud voice directly interrupted the old gentleman who was in class.

"Li Huairen, Cheng Chumo! You two stand up for me!"

The old gentleman shouted directly: "You two, tell me, what was the author of the Spring River Moonlight Night thinking about when he wrote this poem?"

Why did Fang Qi feel that this class was boring and chose to chat with Li Huairen?
It is because of this old master that he is explaining the Spring River Flower and Moonlight Night at this time.

Although he copied this poem, he still knew it quite well. His teacher had explained it countless times, so there was no need to listen to it.

At this time, the author of this poem has become himself, and he has no intention of listening to it.

"Who knows what he's thinking?"

Li Huairen curled his lips, and then said: "Maybe he is thinking of going to Pingkangfang to have a good time after finishing the poem."

"puff!"

"Hahaha!"

The atmosphere in the entire class suddenly became lively, and everyone was laughing so hard that their chests were touching their backs.

After Fang Qi heard this, he immediately murmured in his heart: "The original author of this poem is Zhang Ruoxu, not me, not me..."

"fart!"

Not to be outdone, Cheng Chumo said directly, "He obviously wants to go to Pingkang Fang for a drink!"

"Hahaha!"

The classroom atmosphere became more active, and everyone laughed.

Fang Qi looked at these two people and shook his head, what happened to these two people?

Can't get around Pingkangfang?

How could such an upright person like me go to such an X-rated place?
"That kid between Cheng Chumo and Li Huairen, you are shaking your head, you must feel that what they said is wrong, tell me."

Seeing Fang Qi shaking his head, the old master's eyes lit up.

Fang Qi was sent here by Kong Yingda himself. Although he was an auditor, the old master couldn't help but give him a high look, thinking that Fang Qi was a learned person.

Otherwise, how could Kong Jijiu personally send this kid here?
Kong Jijiu had complained countless times because of these incidents that happened as auditors.

This time the auditor was sent by Kong Jijiu, he should have something special, just let him talk about it, if he speaks clearly, just tell these auditors, there are also studious people among them, you can Stimulate these people well, don't think that having a father means that you don't have to work hard.

After Fang Qi heard the old master's words, he immediately said: "How can there be such a simple question?"

"???"

The old master was immediately stunned. What did this mean?
Everyone didn't quite understand what Fang Qi meant.

Seeing everyone's bewildered looks, he said, "I said, what I thought at the time was, how could there be such a simple topic, Spring River Flower and Moonlight Night, just write a poem in five words, such a simple topic can be written casually." Sing out."

"..."

This time, everyone was dumbfounded.

What the hell!

What does this mean?
"Boy, who are you?"

The old master was also dumbfounded, he didn't know what to say when he looked at Fang Qi.

"Kid Fang Qi."

Fang Qi clasped his fists at the old master, and then said: "Poetry is just a little Taoist. What's the use of talking about these things? Articles are naturally made, and skillful hands can get them occasionally. No matter how good the poems are, what's the use?"

"Who said it's useless?"

The old master looked at Fang Qi, and then said: "Young man, don't belittle yourself, do you know that this year's book to persuade farmers will make the people of the world ecstatic?"

"I've heard of this persuasive book."

Fang Qi nodded, he had actually heard this persuasion book, when he was still working as a handyman in a private school.

This persuasion book can be said to have shocked the government and the public, with gorgeous rhetoric, which made people's blood boil, and they could not wait to pick up the hoe and rush between the ridges of the field.

At that time, everyone in the private school paid homage to this book of persuasion to agriculture.

But will people who can understand this persuasive book pick up a hoe and go to the ground?
The answer is obviously impossible.

This letter to encourage farmers has gorgeous rhetoric and is extremely inspiring. Fang Qi was also amazed by it.

But in an instant, Fang Qi woke up with a start.

Who is this persuasion written for farmers?

This is written for scholars. Can ordinary people who actually work on the land understand this?

Those who can understand will not farm, and those who farm cannot understand.

What's the point of writing this thing?
"Since you have read this book on persuading farmers, how can you say that poetry and songs are useless for governing the country?"

The old master spoke earnestly and sincerely Fang Qi said: "Young man, you can't belittle yourself."

"No, master, you are wrong."

Fang Qi said to the old master: "I'm not saying that the persuasion book is good, what I want to say is that the persuasion book is nonsense!"

(End of this chapter)