The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1517 Half Poetry

The wind and waves are getting bigger and bigger, and the small awning boat is heaving up and down, and it may be submerged by the big waves at any time. From time to time, someone calls out softly.

Fortunately, all the awning boats approached the shore safely.

The awning boat docked, and the light rain was still falling.

Fang Yun, who was all wet, did not go back to the city, but walked to the sightseeing pavilion on the embankment.

The pavilion has a black roof and red pillars, with a blue stone table and bench standing in the middle. More than ten people of various shapes are taking shelter from the rain.

When they saw people wearing Hanlin uniforms coming in, they all bowed their heads in greeting.

"No need to meet outsiders, I am also from Zhucheng." After Fang Yun finished speaking, he faced the Pearl River and looked at the drizzle outside.

Those students and scholars who followed still did not give up and stood not far away looking at Fang Yun in the pavilion. Only a few boldly ran into the pavilion, saying to take shelter from the rain, but their eyes drifted towards Fang Yun.

Fang Yun looked outside in trance, the misty rain was hazy and sad.

Suddenly, there was thunder and lightning, howling wind, and torrential rain.

The scholars outside were stunned and looked for shelter from the rain. Some people had to run to buy umbrellas.

"Alas..." Fang Yun let out a long sigh, which was like a sledgehammer falling heavily on the hearts of everyone in the pavilion. Everyone felt extremely uncomfortable.

After Fang Yun sighed, he turned around and walked to the stone table, taking out the Four Treasures of the Study from the Tunhaibei.

The people present looked surprised. In their eyes, what Fang Yun took out was a lake shell. Several people were very excited, not expecting to see the legendary divine object.

However, those few people didn't care about Hanhubei at all. They just stared at the white paper in front of Fang Yun.

Fang Yun was about to grind the ink when he saw a man step forward and help Fang Yun grind the ink with a smile.

Fang Yun nodded, his face still full of sadness.

After the ink grinding was completed, Fang Yun took up his pen and dipped it into the thick ink. He sighed again and started writing.

After all the hardships, only a few weeks of fighting have occurred.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind flutters and the catkins float, and the life experience is ups and downs.

Afraid to say panic on the beach, sigh alone in the ocean...

After writing the word "Ling Ding", the vitality of heaven and earth suddenly shook slightly, and then Fang Yun looked shocked and quickly stopped writing.

The words that had been written gradually became larger and darker, and then connected together, causing the white paper to quickly turn black, and then the entire paper burned.

The scholars present were shocked and didn't know what happened.

Fang Yun stayed there, puzzled.

"For this song "Crossing the Lingding Ocean", I even secretly mobilized the power of Wenxing Longjue. It was windy and rainy, but this poem turned out to be no ordinary poem, but..."

Fang Yun felt a little scared, but he was glad that he stopped writing early, otherwise he didn't know what would have happened.

"Master Marquis, why don't you continue writing?" A scholar asked anxiously.

"The text of the poem is made by nature, and a good hand can find it by chance. Today it is made by nature, and I will find a good hand tomorrow." After Fang Yun finished speaking, he left in a daze, leaving the three Juren in a daze.

The three candidates were stunned for a while, then they all stretched out their hands to touch the official seal, and quickly reported everything that happened to the discussion list.

"Zhang Mingzhou has a new poem, but it's a pity that he couldn't finish it."

"Zhang Mingzhou wrote half of the poem, what a pity!"

"This song "Crossing the Lingding Ocean" is difficult for Zhang Longxiang to complete, who can complete it?"

As soon as the new article came out, most people didn't care about it and were just curious. But slowly, more and more readers joined the ranks of completing "Ling Ding Yang", and more and more people began to discuss it.

"In my opinion, the last couplet, like many of the previous poems, is an allegory. Since it was mentioned before that 'mountains and rivers were broken', it would naturally point the finger at the Marquis of Lumen or the King of Chu."

"No, the specific poetic meaning needs to be analyzed in detail. The completed poem is that time flies, thinking about the hard work of the imperial examination, until being imprisoned and far away from the battlefield. Many years have passed. The state of Chu is as uncertain as catkins in the wind, and I am like a catkin in the wind. in the storm Like duckweed. When I passed by the Panic Beach, the current was fast and unsettling, but now I am sighing about my loneliness in the lonely ocean. In my opinion, the last couplet of this poem must clear away the gloom of the first six lines and reverse it. Poetry, skyrocketing!”

"No, no, no, if you read Zhang Mingzhou's poem carefully, you will understand that he is full of grief and anger. The last line of this poem will definitely make his anger burst out!"

"Do you think this poem is a war poem or a strange poem? Zhang Mingzhou suddenly stopped writing when he found that he couldn't control it?"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"As expected of Zhang Mingzhou, even the reason why he can't write poetry is so elegant and refined. The text of the poem is natural, and a skillful hand accidentally came across it. It is indeed a wonderful sentence. This sentence must have come accidentally by a skillful hand!"

There was a lot of commotion on the discussion list, but Fang Yun was sitting in the carriage and had no choice but to return. This poem "Crossing the Lingding Ocean" is of great use and must not be completed at this time.

Before arriving at the guard camp, Qin Prime Minister Zhu Fengqiong sent a message.

"Not bad! Your method is really clever. You only write half of the poem, let everyone discuss it, trigger a heated discussion, and finally add two sentences. The only risk is that if the last couplet is not good, the title of the poem will be hit. Do you have it? confidence?"

Fang Yun replied helplessly: "Zhu Xiang, you have misunderstood. There is a reason why my poem cannot be completed. It is definitely not meant to trigger discussion."

"What? What kind of reason?"

"If I could tell you, I would definitely tell you, but it's really not convenient to tell you right now."

"No! You must make up the last couplet within three days. Otherwise, many people will attack your literary name, and everything we have worked hard to build will be in vain! If you want to challenge Fang Xusheng, you must not end up like this. The reputation of half-finished poems. If you delay in writing more, some people will definitely say that others have written better than you, and some may even take advantage of your reputation to get ahead."

"What Zhu Xiang said is that I will think about it again and give you a reply within three days." Fang Yun said.

"Okay, three days is the limit. Once three days have passed, you must return some of those treasures!" Zhu Fengqiong said.

"Zhu Xiang is joking, I, Zhang Longxiang, don't have the habit of spitting out the benefits I get!"

"Some things are not up to you! We'll find out in three days!"

Fang Yun frowned, with a look of displeasure on his face. This Zhu Fengqiong was good in all aspects. As a bachelor and the prime minister of Qin, the most powerful country, his status in the literary world was even higher than that of the King of Chu, but he was too Arrogant, he always regarded himself as the superior leader of civil servants.

"That's all, just endure it for the time being and get such great benefits. How can there be no negative consequences? When we leave the literary world and arrive at the Two Realms Mountain, I'll see what you can do to me!"

Soon, Fang Yun arrived at the Guards Camp.

These days, the Guards have increased their training. Due to the increase in military pay and treatment, and the meat every meal, the soldiers are very motivated. With the recruitment of new soldiers, the number of Guards has reached 10,000 again.

After inspecting the Guards, Fang Yun entered the Marshal's Mansion.

As soon as Fang Yun walked to the door of the official document room, he heard Wei Changxian's voice ringing inside.

"You bastard, you can't even process official documents and family letters. You're a waste! Do you want to provoke a mutiny among the sergeants?"

"General Wei, it's not that we don't handle it, it's that the Marquis of Zhujiang is banned. We don't have his official seal. Many military orders can only be placed here and cannot be conveyed!"

"The confinement has been lifted. Where is the Marquis of Zhujiang? The corpse is in plain sight. This incompetent person will definitely take part in his book!"

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