After Fang Yingwu saw the gift from Shang Liangchen and was greeted by Li Dongyang on his own initiative, he wanted to say goodbye and return to his father to keep a low profile.
This is the third type of circle, and my father's circle is for rookies and street rushers, and the quality is far inferior to this. If someone else had this opportunity, they would definitely try their best to stay here. It is human nature to strive for the top. It is not surprising.
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But Fang Yingwu didn't have this intention. If Li Dongyang asked about the marriage in front of everyone on a whim, and Shang Liangchen encouraged him, would he agree or not? If he agreed, he would offend Liu Mianhua, and if he didn't agree, he would blatantly deny Li Dongyang face.
When Fang Yingwu was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly heard someone next to him say: "So you are Fang Yingwu." He looked helplessly and saw that the speaker was Wang Hao. He had been instructed by Yang Tinghe just now, so he could
Recognized.
There were many rumors in the government and the public that Wang Hao ranked first in both the provincial examination and the general examination in the imperial examination, and was very close to the great glory of winning three yuan in a row. However, during the palace examination, the first assistant Shang Ren suppressed Wang Hao and ruined Wang Hao's glory of winning three yuan in a row.
Legend has it that if Yin Min, the Minister of Civil Affairs, had not strongly recommended him, Wang Hao might not have even been able to get the most beautiful girl.
From Yang Tinghe's few words, we can know that Wang Hao must have had a grudge against this in his heart. At this time, he suddenly spoke, and Fang Yingwu, who claimed to be a disciple of Shang Ren, felt that something was definitely up to him.
"I've met Senior Wang, and I don't know what advice I can give." As a junior among juniors, Fang Yingwu could only stop and humbly responded.
Wang Hao said calmly: "I don't dare to take advice seriously. I thought my younger brother Wang Quan was useless at the time, so I wanted to thank my friend Fang for his advice. I never had the chance to thank him in person."
This was said politely, but in Fang Yingwu's ears, it always felt full of hostility.
More than two years ago, Fang Yingwu passed by Suzhou. He happened to meet Wang Quan, who had made a lot of remarks about Shang Xianggong, and he gave him a lesson. In desperation, Wang Quan even plagiarized poems, which became a joke for a while. Who knew that Wang Quan
What would you think after hearing this, let alone the feeling of "an old grudge has not been avenged but a new grudge has been added"?
Then I heard Wang Hao continue to say: "I went back to my hometown last year to visit relatives and listened to many excellent works by my friends. I wonder if there are any new works recently?"
He is about to take action, and Fang Yingwu feels a headache. First of all, this is not because he is afraid of Wang Hao. Wang Hao said that Potian is just an editor at the moment. The Suzhou Gang he relies on has no ambitions, and the future is not certain.
Who achieves more?
Secondly, it’s not that Fang Yingwu is afraid of embarrassment. Compared with poetry, who is afraid of whom? Besides, Wang Hao is a person who is almost three yuan, and Fang Yingwu is just a small lifter, so there is no shame if he loses.
The key to Fang Yingwu's headache is the word "humanity and sophistication", which should not be ignored. Fang Yingwu does not want Wang Hao to be vindictive, because this is the Hanlin Academy and the opponent's home court.
This little act of his was originally an uninvited guest, an outsider who broke into the circle. He just kept a low profile with his tail between his legs. If he acted too openly, he would easily arouse the resentment of his masters. This is generally the case with the world.
What's more difficult is that Fang Yingwu can't just pretend to be his grandson.
Everyone knows that Wang Hao's anger is mostly directed at Mr. Shang, and Fang Yingwu is just a "criminal sheep". But he can also be regarded as a representative. If he behaves too badly, why not let others see it too?
Did he underestimate the Shang Xianggong behind him?
In life, we will always encounter such difficult moments. The biggest difference between talents and mediocre people is the ability to deal with such things.
After thinking for a moment, Fang Yingwu replied: "This time I went to Beijing. I passed by the south of the Yangtze River and saw fallen flowers. I felt something and wrote a quatrain. I couldn't listen to it, so I dared to ask my senior for advice - when spring comes, spring comes from regret, flowers
Butterflies are blooming and falling. You should know that when the ducks come to Wangsuncao every year, it is the time when the flowers are gone and the butterflies are old."
Wang Hao smiled softly and said to Wu Kuan, his brother from the same country next to him: "Brother Yuan Bo, you see, my friend Fang once claimed that he could hold down Gusu City alone. It turns out that his poems are nothing more than that. These four lines are just ordinary in terms of poetic meaning.
The writing is unremarkable, and the poetry feels artificial."
In the entire review, every word is derogatory and not a single word is praise. This is very rare in literary reviews. No matter what you say, you will usually save three cents of face. But who doesn’t understand what Wang Hao really means?
Wu Kuan, the eight-year champion in Chenghua, was a gentle gentleman and felt that Wang Hao was a little too much, but he thought again and did not stop him.
He understood that Wang Hao was depressed, so he asked him to let it go. This Fang Yingwu was less than twenty years old, so a small blow was not necessarily a bad thing.
Besides, Fang Yingwu went too far when he was in Suzhou. He defeated a group of young talents and almost suffered a mental breakdown. There was also a strange phenomenon of one person suppressing the whole city.
As the leader of the Suzhou Gang, Wu Zhuangyuan would be somewhat unhappy if something like this happened in his own backyard, no matter how good his temper was. Wang Hao, a fellow countryman, wanted to teach Fang Yingwu a lesson, but he really couldn't find a reason to stop it, and so does a gentleman.
If you have a stand, you must be a grouper even if you are not a party member.
Even Wu Kuan didn't say anything, and there was no need for others to confront Wang Hao for the sake of a junior. Li Dongyang was watching Fang Yingwu's reaction with great interest.
But a few words about Wang Tanhua's light and fluttering words make Fang Yingwu's poem worthless?p>
Still under the guise of being taught by his seniors, it’s hard for Fang Yingwu to even open his mouth to argue - if it’s not right, it will turn into a young, frivolous, arrogant and disrespectful person who doesn’t respect his seniors. Qualifications are such a thing.
Moreover, this is the territory of the Hanlin Academy after all. Although Wang Hao is not considered top-notch in the house, when it comes to his status in the world, his right to speak is much higher than that of Fang Yingwu.
At this time, Shang Liangchen stood up dissatisfied and said to Wang Hao: "Wang Jizhi, my friend Fang and you have never met each other. Today you are bullying the younger ones, which is too much!"
Wang Hao glanced at Shang Liangchen with disdain, "It's weird. When have you ever commented on a poem that you can only say it's good, not bad? Doesn't Senior Shang understand the principle of loyal words that are harsh to the ears?"
Fang Yingwu was caught in the middle, scratching his head in embarrassment and looking a little embarrassed, "Senior Shang, please listen to the next few words."
He then said to Wang Hao: "When I was passing through Suzhou, I heard a poem about falling flowers by Senior Wang. The poem goes: The ground is covered with fish scales and spotted with snow, the butterflies complain and the bees are sad and the cranes are miserable; only the Taoist's heart is like water, and the flowers bloom and fall as if they are idle.
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At that time, I repeatedly recited the masterpieces of my predecessors. In my heart, I admired the grace and poetic talent of my predecessors, so I also chanted a quatrain to harmonize it. The poetic sentiment and wording were mostly borrowed from the Luohua poems of my predecessors.
This song and the quatrains were just scooped out to show off, but they made Senior Wang laugh. It’s because I’m not good at it, so it’s inevitable that I’ll make people laugh here.”
As Fang Yingwu finished speaking, the crowd nearby became quiet, with different expressions and extremely weird expressions... I don't know why, but many people were stunned and suddenly couldn't help laughing and felt very funny.
Wang Hao greatly belittled little friend Fang's poems, saying they were worthless. Who would have thought that little friend Fang's poem turned out to be a sung version of Wang Hao's own poems, and even borrowed many styles and words.
Thinking about it, it is indeed true. The temperament of the two poems is indeed very close, and the key words used are flowers and butterflies. If Fang Yingwu's quatrain is a bad work, then what is the level of Wang Hao's original work?
What is this? Using Zi’s spear and attacking Zi’s shield?
Everyone sighed with emotion. Little friend Fang's astute reaction was simply amazing. He was worthy of being called a child prodigy. In the Hanlin Academy, eight out of ten people were former child prodigies, but when they thought of what happened just now, they all thought of themselves.
Definitely not as good as Fang Yingwu.
Wang Hao's stumble was really bad... If I had to find a word to describe how nearly the Three Yuan King came to the flower, it would be "asking for one's own humiliation".
After Wang Hao was stunned for a while, he finally remembered that he had indeed written this quatrain. But he had written so many poems in his life, who could recall them all at any time and at any time?
Looking at the dumbfounded expressions of others, Wang Hao, who had a high self-esteem, was completely ashamed. He mustered up his energy and clasped his fists at the people around him, saying, "I have no shame to stay here. I bid farewell to everyone."
This should be the best way to deal with it, since it doesn't weaken his and the teacher's reputation, and it doesn't arouse everyone's resentment. Fang Yingwu thought to himself, otherwise there is really no more perfect way to deal with it.
Fang Yingwu also inadvertently noticed that something was wrong with the way Li Dongyang looked at him... He quickly wiped his sweat, not caring whether he was rude or not, and fled back to his father in three steps.
Deep into the circle of rookies and street fighters.
But there were still many people pointing in the distance. Fang Yingwu even saw the elders glance at him from a distance. His scalp suddenly went numb and he felt that the situation was a bit out of control. Why do you want to keep a low profile?
It’s also difficult!
ps: It is difficult to keep a low profile, and it is even harder to maintain a stable relationship! In addition, my friend’s book is on Sanjiang, that is, Taoist in the World, which has a literary youth atmosphere. If you are interested, you can read it and support! There is another thing, the annual work selection