The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 947 Don’t let the willow pollute the sky

Fang Shouye said: "If my prediction is correct, Old Man Sai probably wants Fang Shi's nephew to write poetry. After all, Fang Shi's nephew is the ancestor of poetry."

Yu Xingshu, the new governor of Mizhou, rolled his eyes at Fang Shouye and said, "Shouye, ever since you entered Ning'an County, you have been calling me nephew. Can you change your title? My ears are calloused."

Fang Shouye said proudly, "I won't change! I'll scream more while I can now. What if he writes sixteen war poems that will be handed down from generation to generation, becomes a master of the world, or is canonized, will I still dare to scream?"

Fang Yingwu put his forehead on his head and lowered his head, worrying about his father.

The officials looked sideways at Fang Shouye, making no secret of their contempt for him. But then I thought about it and realized that Fang Shouye was right. If Fang Yun became the master of the world, then people with lower academic status than him would have to call him "Master Fang" when they meet.

Fang Yun smiled, looked at Sai Zhixue on the stage, and said, "Old man Sai, tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Sai Zhixue smiled and said: "Fang Dayan guessed it right. I just want to ask you to write a poem, and it must be titled 'Liu'."

As soon as Sai Hanlin finished speaking, the scene changed subtly. Many people looked at each other. Sai Zhixue was adding insult to injury. The title of Fang Yun's poem no longer requires proof, so Sai Zhixue believes that Fang Yun will be able to compose appropriate poetry.

"Forget it, I'm not prepared, let's wait for another day." Fang Yun doesn't want to beat the drowned dog yet, and improving his own strength is the best way.

Sai Zhixue said: "The poet ancestor is here. If we don't write a final poem at the end, then this literary meeting will be in vain."

Fang Shouye said loudly: "My nephew, if you can do it, do it. Left Prime Minister... Ahem, that person has done a lot of harm to you. Even if he avenges Yuhuan, he can't spare that old guy! And... the year before last The ruined Northwest Army."

Some of the generals present immediately changed their expressions, with hatred flashing in their eyes. The Northwest Army was a heavy army in the north, and everyone had a few friends and even relatives there. But because Liu Shan interfered, almost the entire army was wiped out, and almost became Jingguo's enemy. shame.

Ao Huang said: "Stepping on Zuo Xiang's reputation, people all over the country will love to hear about it!"

Many officials nodded in unison, finding Prince Huang more and more pleasing to their eyes.

From the corner of his eye, Fang Yun noticed that even the Ning'an County officials who were originally members of the Left Prime Minister's party were also nodding. They were a bit dumbfounded. It seemed that the Ning'an County officials had turned from respecting the Zuo Prime Minister to hating him.

Sai Zhixue said: "Fang Xusheng, the whole audience is waiting for you now. You can't just stop writing for fear of losing your title!"

"Yes, nephew, our Dayuanfang family is already a wealthy family! We can't lose this person!"

Fang Yun rolled his eyes at Fang Shouye. In the past, he was forced to write poems by his enemies, but now he was forced to write poems by his own people.

"That's all..." Fang Yun stood up and came on stage.

Lifting up his pen, Fang Yun scanned the audience, looked at Sai Zhixue, and asked, "Is it okay if we don't use 'Liu' as the title?"

Ao Huang asked back: "Then they didn't come in vain?"

The officials burst into laughter. Ao Huang was telling the truth. The officials just wanted to see the left prime minister's joke.

Fang Yun shook his head and said, "Then let's write a song "Ode to the Willows" in this county."

After speaking, Fang Yun slowly wrote a seven-character quatrain and read it aloud at the same time.

The chaotic strips have not yet turned yellow,

If you lean on the east wind, it will be wild.

The flying flowers cover the sun and the moon,

I don’t know that there is clear frost in heaven and earth.

After everyone heard this, they were stunned for a moment and then cheered loudly.

This is not a liberal arts academy, and talents cannot be shown on their own. When Sai Zhixue took a photo with his official seal, he could see his 2-foot-7 talents vividly displayed on the paper. He was in Dafu, near Mingzhou.

Ao Huang looked puzzled and said: "I understand the metaphor of willow catkins to flying flowers. I also know the first three sentences. It means that before the willow branches turn tender yellow, they become rampant because of the east wind. I only know how to compare them to flying flowers." The catkins are flying all over the sky, as if they can blind the sun, moon, heaven and earth. But the word "clear frost" in the last sentence refers to the frost and snow that makes the willow trees wither in autumn. Or does it mean that the clear frost is like catkins, but it is extremely cold."

Many readers were also stunned. There is indeed ambiguity in the last sentence. It really needs to be discussed whether it emphasizes the clear frost to make people cold, proud and quiet, or whether it emphasizes the autumn frost and makes everything wither and the willows will end badly.

Fang Yun smiled and said nothing and returned to his seat.

Many scholars discussed it in low voices, but no results came out of the discussion.

Sai Zhixue, the state pastor, scanned the whole place and found that the newly appointed state monarch Hu Yu was smiling. His thoughts moved and he said: "Among the people present, the best in terms of poetry is none other than Fang Xusheng, but the most profound in terms of knowledge is naturally Mr. Hu. No doubt, someone has said that once Mr. Hu is promoted to a bachelor, he will definitely become the master of the Academy. "

Fang Yun nodded together with everyone. Hu Yu was a scholar in the liberal arts department who devoted himself to studying knowledge and rarely participated in political struggles. He was an old Hanlin over fifty years old and was quite talented in Jingguo Academy. He naturally surpassed everyone present in terms of knowledge. .

Hu Yu smiled and said: "The poetry is already in the poem. The catkins are light, and the frost is also light. They are also light. The former is flying all over the sky, thinking that it blocks the sky and the sun, but the latter is down-to-earth. The catkins are white, and the frost is also white, but they are also light. The whiteness of catkins is frivolous and weak, but the whiteness of frost is cold and powerful. The former is white and the latter is innocent.”

Everyone suddenly realized.

Sai Zhixue said: "That's it. If it weren't for Mr. Hu's reminder, I would have ignored it. The 'fly' in 'Jie Ba Fei Hua Meng Sun and Moon' and the 'qing' in 'I don't know there is clear frost in the sky and the earth' both describe the same thing on the surface. In fact, each word has a hidden comparison: 'flying flower' corresponds to 'falling frost', and 'qingshuang' corresponds to 'dirty flower'.

"The dark side of poetry? This poem is strange. In fact, Mr. Hu's word 'innocence' provides the final explanation. If it refers to 'Autumn Frost', just write Qiu Shuang. Since it is 'Qing Shuang', the main meaning is naturally It means Zuo... cough, it means Liu Shu is not innocent enough. By the way, who still remembers the song "The End of the Year" composed by Fang Xusheng at the banquet after the Tongsheng Examination? "

Ao Huang immediately chanted.

"At the end of the year, we are guests from far away, and we still have troops on the border;

Smoke and dust invade the snowy ridge, and drums and horns stir the river city.

Heaven and earth bleed every day, who will ask for a tassel in the court?

Ji Shi dared to love to death, and was lonely and frightened. "

Naturally, everyone remembers this poem. This poem is an allusion to the Northwest Army's battle with the barbarians in the winter of the year before last. As a result, Left Prime Minister Liu Shan first passively prepared for the war and missed the best opportunity, and then hindered it, resulting in the Northwest Army being almost wiped out. The entire poem He complained about the Northwestern Army and finally reprimanded those in the court who did not take the lead in the war. As a child, he was not afraid of death and had great ambitions. Why did the court officials not dare to take the initiative?

Yu Xingshu said: "That's right. When the frost and snow come out, the willow trees will not pollute the sky!"

Fang Shouye said: "'Qingshuang' is not an ambiguity, but a word with two meanings! Because the first word 'has not yet turned yellow' implies the catkins of early summer, and the second word 'Qingshuang' can naturally refer to the frost of autumn. Don't look at the rampant catkins. , they act recklessly in Mizhou, and they will naturally wither in autumn!”

"It's already early autumn." Hu Yu, the prince of the state academy, said.

"Yes, early summer has arrived, is autumn still far behind?" Sai Zhixue said.

Fang Yun picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp.

Capital, official department.

Ji Zhibai looked out the window.

"Autumn is the day when your dream ends in the holy way."