The twenty or so scholars who participated in this gathering each wrote poems and gathered in front of the Zhonglie Temple to comment on each other's poems. Most of them were elites from various counties. Although they were modest in words, they all had comparative thoughts in their hearts.
Zhou Yuan, the person in charge of the gathering, held up a piece of paper and praised loudly: "What Shao Xian said is so good! The mountains and rivers are not changed in life, but the majestic spirit can survive in death. The breath can be seen on the back of the paper, and it is like a blow to your face!"
Immediately, several people praised him. Shao Chen's face showed a look of awe, and he humbly said to everyone, "I got it by chance, I got it by chance."
Fang Yingwu stood at the outer edge and turned to the introducer Fu Jiru and asked: "Where is my friend Shao from? What is his family's occupation?"
Fu Jieru paused, and after a moment he reluctantly replied: "His family is a wealthy businessman..." and then added: "But my ancestors were also scholars."
Fang Yingwu said "Oh" meaningfully, but didn't say anything else.
Fu Jiru's face turned a little red when he heard this. He understood that Yi Fang Yingwu's shrewdness must have seen something. Shao Chen's father is a big benefactor of the West Lake Poetry Society, and this gathering was fully sponsored by him.
So many scholars from all over the country were attracted to build momentum for Shao Chen, but this was not enough to be compared with outsiders.
The criticism of poems and articles continued, but most of them were poems that fit the occasion. They were nothing more than praising Yue Fei's loyalty, deploring Feng Boting's unjust killing, and scolding Qin Hui for his shameless purchase. I don't know who picked up Fang Yingwu's poems and scanned them.
After a few glances, his expression changed, and he couldn't help but read it aloud.
This is exactly the lyrics of a poem called "Man Jiang Hong": "Wiping away the ruins of the stele, the words "Chi Fei" are vaguely readable. At first, Yi Fei was so important, but later it was so cruel. How can it be that the merits are high and the body is dead, and the pitiful deeds are hard to redeem.
The most unprovoked, hateful and sad, turbulent hell.
Don't you think about it, the frontier is frowning; don't you think about it. Huiqin is humiliated, and after thinking about Huiqin's return, where does this body belong? I haven't talked about crossing the South to Cuo for a thousand years. At that time, I was afraid that the Central Plains would be restored, and it was just a joke.
Whatever you want!"
After listening, the crowd was immediately silent again, and their hearts were shocked - this Fang Yingwu is so bold! The upper part was still in compliance with the rules, and the style was no different from others. But when it came to the lower part, the writing suddenly changed, and the spearhead
It actually pointed directly at the emperor at that time.
Just now on the boat, they were shocked by Fang Yingwu's outspoken criticism of the prime minister, but in the blink of an eye, Fang Yingwu criticized the emperor again. What a courage!
Although this emperor is not the emperor of this dynasty, he still occupies the title "jun" in the Three Cardinal Guidelines. The Ming Dynasty official does not prohibit discussion of emperors of previous dynasties, but it is not completely without restrictions. For example, it is prohibited to publish books commenting on emperors of previous dynasties.
According to the practice that has been taboo for nobles for thousands of years, when people make comments and criticize the previous emperors, most of them use general rhetoric such as stupidity and immorality, and rarely make heartfelt remarks. In addition, in most cases, the situation is not the person.
.There are more gains and losses when commenting on something.
But in Fang Yingwu's poem, there is a sentence: "Now that I have returned to Huiqin, where does this body belong? I will not talk about crossing the South for a thousand years. I was afraid of returning to the Central Plains at that time." Who here can't understand?
The implication is that His Majesty Emperor Gaozong of the previous Song Dynasty did not expect the Northern Expedition to succeed at all, and did not expect to welcome back the second emperor, so he killed Yue Fei who was active in the Northern Expedition. As for Qin Hui, he was just following orders. The root of the problem still lies with the emperor.
This analysis is simply heartbreaking, it nakedly shows the emperor's mind. But it is so sharp and harsh, but after thinking about it carefully, what it said makes sense and is difficult to argue with.
Everyone couldn't help but agree with Xiang Chengxian's assessment. Fang Yingwu was indeed very talented, definitely not an ordinary person, but some people were secretly annoyed.
When Fang Yingwu thinks about it, if he is half a step ahead, he will be regarded as a genius, such as Wang Yangming, and if he is one step ahead, he will be regarded as a madman, such as Li Zhi, and his behavior today can only be regarded as half a step ahead... As for
Fang Yingwu simply ignored those people whose annoyance was written on their faces.
Seeing that everyone was talking about Fang Yingwu's "Man Jiang Hong", the person in charge, Zhou Yuan, knew that the visit to Wumu Temple had not achieved results again. He had no intention of continuing and waved his hand, asking the servants to pack their things and say hello.
Everyone left the temple and walked towards the West Lake.
Only then did Fu Jiru pay attention to Fang Yingwu. He was a member of the West Lake Poetry Society and one of the organizers. He didn't want Zhou Yuan and Shao Chen to lose face, so he reminded Fang Yingwu: "My friend Fang is very talented.
Badou, I admire you, but I am afraid that today I will overshadow others."
It's not that Fu Jiru is meddlesome. In name, he was the one who introduced Yingwu to participate in the gathering. If Zhou Yuan and Shao Chen were unable to step down due to the commotion, he would inevitably be blamed by his colleagues.
Fang Yingwu heard the words and replied meaningfully: "I have always liked history books and anecdotes, so I can't help but show off my skills for a while. But romance is not my strong point. When I go to the lake to paint a boat, I'm afraid I will lose sight of everyone. My friend Fu, please don't worry."
Fang Yingwu was telling the truth. Today's elegant gathering was originally a time for romance, but he had never been a literary youth in his life. He had a strong sense of pragmatism and was not very good at such things.
However, in order to establish prestige, some people insist on involving political causes as a tiger skin. This gives them the opportunity to use the topic to their advantage. Who is to blame?
Everyone chatted and laughed as they walked to the lake embankment. From a distance, they saw a painted boat parked on the shore. It was about ten feet long and could accommodate twenty or thirty people eating and drinking without any problem. It was a rare giant boat in the world.
There are two boats next to it, probably for loading sundries and serving as kitchens.
What's even more exciting is that there are more than a dozen beauties waiting on the shore. At a glance, there are red and green orioles and swallows.
The person in charge, Zhou Yuan, glanced at Fang Yingwu and laughed loudly: "This year's oiran, Miss Feng Xiao, is also here. We had a poetry competition the night before, and brother Shao Xian beat all the others to dominate the oiran. Today, we will have a lot of fun on the lake."
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Several bursts of applause burst out from the surrounding area, and Shao Chen continued to look shy.
When they arrived at the shore, Zhou Yuan greeted Yuan Fengxiao in the crowd of beauties: "Oiran! Brother Shao Xian sent it to you today!"
The scholar and the beauty met each other, and just as they were about to get on the boat, another woman stood out from the crowd of beauties.
She was no less beautiful than Yuan Huakui. She walked up to Fang Yingwu and bowed before her. She said softly, "Is it Fang Yingwu who is in front of me? The slave family has been looking forward to it for a long time."
"You are..." Fang Yingwu couldn't figure it out. He shouldn't have left any traces of romance in Hangzhou City?
The woman covered her mouth and smiled, "I met you in Suzhou two years ago. Mr. Fang has forgotten a lot of things. Is it true that life is just like the first time we met?"
In this way, Fang Yingwu was somewhat impressed. He looked very familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he patted his forehead and really remembered. He couldn't help but ask: "Why did you come to Hangzhou too?"
Two years ago, when he defeated the most powerful trio of the young generation in Suzhou at the Wangyuan Tower of Tang Bohu's house in Suzhou, this woman was waiting beside him, as if he heard others calling her Mrs. Shen.
While Fang Yingwu was talking to Mrs. Shen, suddenly the courtesan Yuan Fengxiao also appeared in front of him. His beautiful eyes were curious and full of expectation. The most talented person in Gusu City?"
At that time, it was considered the peak of a person's life. Fang Yingwu nodded with a bit of vanity and said, "Exactly."
The two first-class beauties took the initiative to chat with the object above them, seemingly ready to lean on each other. They immediately shocked the others, and they all sighed in their hearts, "Those who are capable can do anything" - such outstanding people, as if As long as you stand here, you will stand out from the crowd. No need for hype or praise from others, and you will be able to impress people deeply.
Fu Jiru had been talking to Fang Yingwu just now, and they were very close to each other. At this moment, what he saw was the most real. Thinking of Fang Yingwu's seemingly simple claim that he was not good at romance, he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Liar, liar." .(To be continued)
