The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1503 One-word poem

Seeing these famous poets and thinking about the rules of this literary meeting, Fang Yun secretly scolded the scholars in the Confucius and Saints literary world for being as treacherous as those from Shengyuan Continent. It was obvious that these famous poets did not need to write very good poems, they only needed to write If you win against someone whose level is similar to your own, you will definitely lose.

Fang Yun glanced around and saw that the generals of the Qishan Army and the Lumen Army were smiling. Wei Changxian even raised his tea cup provocatively, making a toast gesture, and then drank it all.

When the war comes, there will be no wine in Wenhui.

Fang Yun thought for a while, although his experience in this field was good, he was still young after all, so he first passed a letter to Zhu Fengqiong, and then to the old man who was a poet, and asked the two experienced old men for advice on how to decipher this kind of literature. meeting.

The two old men replied quickly, and the content of their answers was extremely consistent.

There is no way to win except to overwhelm the opponent with absolute "strangeness".

After a while, the poetry-mad old man passed the letter again.

"Have you ever studied Fang Xusheng's poems and articles?"

Fang Yun replied: "I only found out about this person after I was released from prison. I have read all his poems and articles and kept them all in mind. I wonder why sir mentioned Fang Xusheng?"

The poetry-mad old man said: "Fang Xusheng composed a 'cross palindrome poem' at the Spring Festival Gala last year. This is a typical double-odd poem. Do you know?"

"Naturally. 'The orioles crow and the willows sing on the bank, the spring is clear and the moon is bright.' These ten words form a poem, which is a strange thing. When reversed, it can form a palindrome poem, so it is a strange thing. Generally speaking, it is not difficult to write a strange poem. But Erqi poetry is very rare, and as for Sanqi poetry, it is even rarer. With my ability, I can only produce Erqi poetry.”

"That's right! They are sure of this. If you write a strange poem, you will definitely lose. If you write a second strange poem, they can use the rules of the Literary Society to be judged by three bachelors, and you will definitely lose! So! I said before that if you want to win, you can only write three strange poems, there is no other way!"

Fang Yun replied with a wry smile: "Sanqi's poems are too difficult, really very difficult. Every time one more Qi is added, the difficulty increases almost a hundred times. Sanqi's poems are almost ten thousand times more difficult than Yiqi's poems!"

"It's good that you know. However, in my opinion, it doesn't matter if you lose once, you can calm down and not become arrogant because of your sudden fame."

Fang Yun suddenly felt helpless. He really didn't care about winning or losing, but since Zhu Fengqiong had given the order, if he couldn't win, which would damage his literary name and make the Lei family feel that he was not qualified for the literary competition, his attitude would inevitably change. If suddenly, Taking back the semi-saint clothes and crown is not beautiful.

Fang Yun sat quietly, saying nothing.

After the Guangzhou prefect announced the rules of the literary society, he smiled and said: "According to convention, literary societies all have lottery prizes. Today's top lottery prize is provided by Qi Shanhou. It is a Hanlin cultural treasure called 'Pearl Water Brush'. According to legend, it is A few generations ago, a Marquis of Zhujiang poured his talent into it before his death, and it was a coincidence that the Marquis of Zhujiang of this generation is also here.”

The whole place was silent.

Fang Yun immediately learned Zhang Longxiang's habit, clenched his right fist so tightly that his fingers crackled slightly, and glared at the Guangzhou prefect.

Fang Yun didn't know how this pen got into the hands of Qishan Hou Gou Bao, but he could guess that Gou Bao got it during these ten years and used it as a trophy to anger himself and make him angry. The desire to win.

If I fail to win the title and this pen today, I will bring a second humiliation to the Zhang family and become the laughing stock of the whole world!

Wenbao was lost twice, who will inherit the ancestral legacy?

Fang Yun could already imagine how violent the attacks and humiliations from the outside world would be if he couldn't get this pen.

"What a Gou Bao! I beat your son like that, and you can still laugh when you see me without mentioning the past. It turns out that you have already prepared it!" Fang Yun thought to himself and looked at Gou Bao.

The corners of Gou Bao's mouth were slightly raised, seemingly smiling, but his eyes were still cold.

The prefect of Guangzhou chuckled and held up a wooden box. The surface of the wooden box was made of transparent colored glaze. Through the colored glaze, you could see a Zhongkai Langhao brush.

"Master Zhang, do you still remember this pen? I believe you will go all out to win the title today. Take this pen with you. I wish you a prosperous future!"

Wei Changxian smiled and his tongue burst into laughter: "Master Zhifu, Master Zhujiang Marquis will definitely take away this pen, otherwise, the hundreds of years of reputation of Zhujiang Marquis Mansion will be in vain. I really like this pen, who would I’m willing to trade two pieces of Hanlin cultural treasures for this pen.”

Lumenhou suddenly scolded: "Don't be rude!"

"I know my mistake." Wei Changxian admitted his mistake with a smile.

Fang Yun said nothing and his face was ashen.

The prefect of Guangzhou put down his literary pen, and then introduced the second prize, which was provided by the Marquis of Lumen, and it turned out to be a gift from the Zhujiang Marquis Mansion back then!

Fang Yun was silent. He didn't expect Gou Bao and Lu Menhou to do this again and again, and anger was brewing in his heart.

"You will pay the price for today's mistakes!"

The prefect of Guangzhou announced the winnings and left the platform.

Some people in the venue were talking a lot, some were looking down and thinking hard, some were smiling, and some were shaking their heads slightly.

Not long after, someone announced that he had written a strange poem and submitted the written poem to the high platform in front.

Two-quarters of an hour later, more than twenty poems and essays had accumulated on the table on the high platform.

The prefect of Guangzhou walked up to the high platform and said with a smile: "There are still two quarters of an hour before the end of the poem. Please take your time and think about it. I will first select a few strange poems to entertain the guests. This first one...oh? There is actually an article written by last year's newly promoted Guangzhou Prefecture Xie Yuangong. It also says that he does not want to compete for rankings, but just wants to attract others. That's right, I will read Jie Yuangong's "one-character poem" first. ”

Fang Yun thought that the prefect of Guangzhou had a close relationship with Jieyuan last year and deliberately read his poems first.

The prefect of Guangzhou picked up the page of poetry and recited it slowly, his tongue bursting with spring thunder.

"One flower, one willow and one fish,

A touch of the setting sun and a bird flying,

One mountain, one water, one courtyard,

A forest of green leaves brings one home. "

After the prefect of Guangzhou finished reciting, there were praises everywhere in the literary meeting, and the surroundings of Jieyuan were even more lively. Everyone congratulated him one after another, and he modestly thanked him.

Fang Yun didn't care at all, but the prefect of Guangzhou suddenly looked at Fang Yun and said with a smile: "Master Zhujiang Marquis, I see that you have no interest in this poem. Do you think this poem is unpleasant to the ears?"

Fang Yun was stunned and immediately realized that he had been wrong before. He thought that the Guangzhou magistrate had a good relationship with Jieyuan, but he actually sowed a discord. Apparently he wanted to offend that Jieyuan and stir up the forces behind Jieyuan.

Fang Yun laughed and said: "Master Magistrate, I think this poem is very good, and I am appreciating it in my heart. Who knew you would actually say that I would find it offensive? How much hatred do you have with this little brother who has been elected as a judge?"

"Oh? You mean, this poem by Mr. Jie Yuangong can win the first prize?" the prefect of Guangzhou asked with a smile.

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