Liaozhai Great Sage

Li Xiuyuan looked at Song Yuan, but Song Yuan looked at him with a smile, without saying a word.

"Literati, be careful." Li Xiuyuan thought to himself.

Several other officials also sat there with their eyes and noses watching their hearts and minds without urging them, waiting for Li Xiuyuan's performance.

In their opinion, Li Xiuyuan would not be able to pass today's assessment.

The first question was wrong, and the second question also violated the taboo of the officialdom, and even killed the officials to quell the chaos.

If you want to kill, you have to kill people.

The third question is to write a poem, hehe, how can a poem be so easy to write, do you really think you are Li Bai, or Cao Zijian?

Li Xiuyuan began to think, scratching the old poems and essays in his mind. He was not going to take out the poems and essays in his memory on weekdays. He would only take them out in emergencies. It's too shameful to pretend to be a genius.

But at this moment, I have to come up with a song.

"There is."

Suddenly, Li Xiuyuan's expression changed, and he opened his mouth to chant: "Kyushu is angry and relies on wind and thunder, and it is sad to see thousands of horses silent. I urge the Lord of Heaven to cheer up and send down talents regardless of style."

Before all the officials came back to their senses, a poem was finished.

They all showed astonishment. They didn't expect Li Xiuyuan to come up with a poem in just a short moment, and it was a poem that suited the situation. It didn't look like it was written before. After thinking about it, this poem The poem is so beautifully written.

Chapter 3 Nineteen Goodbye Nie Xiaoqian?

Taking out Li Xiuyuan's emergency poems finally temporarily blocked the mouths of these officials.

After all, he is not an authentic ancient, so his thinking is slightly different from the ancients. Whether it is his views on ancient prose or the way of dealing with the governing party, he is far from these officials.

It was this difference in thinking that made Li Xiuyuan and these officials disagree in temperament, which made it impossible for him to answer any question to satisfy these officials.

A person's character can be changed, but his thoughts cannot be changed.

So Li Xiuyuan knew that his answer might arouse the disgust of these officials, but he still said it according to his heart.

And when this poem was read, these officials were a little surprised, chewing and savoring it over and over again.

Because Li Xiuyuan's poems are indeed appropriate to the situation, and they are also very amazing.

It is qualified to pass on to future generations.

But soon these officials felt something was wrong again.

The last sentence: I urge the Lord of Heaven to cheer up and send down talents of all kinds.

There is no problem with this sentence, and it reflects Li Xiuyuan's current mood, which is considered appropriate to the situation, but the first sentence is extremely problematic.

Kyushu is angry and relies on wind and thunder.

This sentence unceremoniously pointed out that the government and the public are dim, and the society is decayed. Only by relying on the violent power of wind and thunder can it be rejuvenated.

If this poem was read among a group of scholars, it would definitely be full of applause, after all, scholars like to criticize the government the most.

But who are the people here?

It's an official of the imperial court, a high-ranking official of the political party, and even the imperial court's military minister here, and Li Xiuyuan said such poems in front of so many court officials, doesn't it imply that they are fatuous and corrupt?

After experiencing this artistic conception, the faces of the officials present all darkened.

They are both officials and literati.

Li Xiuyuan's poem is enough to be passed down to future generations, but they have become the foil of this poem. If it is spread, then wouldn't the reputation of himself and others be stink?Has it become a symbol of corrupt officials and corruption in poetry?

A frail scholar is not scary, what is scary is that this scholar still has extraordinary poetry.

Li Xiuyuan could see the faces of these officials. He was surprised and wanted to praise him before, but after he understood the meaning of the poem, all of them turned ugly.

"Arrogance, a mere scholar dares to satirize the court in such a poem. Could it be that you are a talent, worthy of your majesty's promotion and reuse, and all the ministers in the court are incompetent?"

"The knowledge and ability are average, and the tone is very arrogant. If you enter the court, I am afraid that even the prime minister will not take it seriously."

"Master Fu, you have also seen this person. The answer to the first question is wrong, the second question is even more biased, and the third question is good in poetry, but his heart is not right. According to the official Look, not only can this person not be recommended to His Majesty, but he is also banned from taking the imperial examination, how can such an arrogant and rude person let him serve the court."

After a short period of accumulation, these officials were immediately filled with righteous indignation, and they all bowed their hands to Fu Tianchou, the minister of the Ministry of war.

I can't wait to strangle Li Xiuyuan here, so that he will never be an official for the rest of his life.

Li Xiuyuan looked at the attitude of these officials, and couldn't help but feel ridiculous in his heart. It's too narrow-minded for them to care so much about a poem. If he is an official with such a heart, he will be a mediocre official even if he is not a corrupt official.

It should be noted that there is a saying that a prime minister can ride a boat on his stomach.

If you are an official without a mind, you can't be a good official.

At this moment, Fu Tianchou, who was in the main seat, looked calm and unmoved, but said with a smile: "I don't think there is anything wrong with Li Xiuyuan's poems. The so-called poems are nothing more than They are all using the past to satirize the present, criticize the government, and tell their ambitions. Didn’t Du Fu in the previous dynasty also have a poem: The emperor can’t get on the boat, and he claims that his minister is a wine fairy, and he was questioned by the emperor without seeing Du Fu.”

"My lords, please don't be angry. Li Xiuyuan's talents are well known to me. I need to think twice about recommending them to the imperial court. Well, it's getting late today. I still have some government affairs to deal with. Let's call it a day."

Hearing this, the other officials were unhappy and didn't want to say much, they just stood up and cupped their hands together and said: "Master Fu, I'm taking my leave."

After speaking, these officials left one after another.

Seeing this, Li Xiuyuan saluted and said: "The late student is also leaving."

"Well, I have someone send you a ride." Fu Tianchou Shi said, and then gestured.

A civil servant saluted immediately, and then sent Li Xiu away.

Li Xiuyuan and several other officials left the yamen together. All these officials on the way were dissatisfied with him. Unhappy strode away.

I believe that if you want to meet these people when you become an official in the future, they must be opponents in the officialdom.

This time I came to the yamen, I got nothing, only a group of future political enemies.

"My lord, let's stop here, and just go back with a late birth." Li Xiuyuan bowed to the official.

The clerk nodded and said: "I have something to give you under the order of Mr. Fu. It is your contribution to the disaster relief for the imperial court Jiashan." After speaking, he took out a wooden box from his sleeve.

"This is?"

After Li Xiuyuan took it, he opened it and found that it was a stack of receipts.

"It's a salt ticket. This is your compensation for your disaster relief expenses." The official said.

Salt ticket?

Li Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, and he immediately remembered the role of salt tickets.