Chapter 104 Second brother-in-law Li Sansi: What could the Li family ask for when they get a son-in-law like this?
Wang Haitian was nominally in charge, but in fact it was the prefect Zhang Han who was doing the work.
Zhang Han stood up and said: "Mr. Haitian, please propose a poem for this world!"
Gulu!
After taking a sip of wine, Wang Haitian waved his hand: "There is no title in this world. You can play freely. As long as you create a new work, you can submit it for the best reward."
Many moves are exciting!
If it is an on-site proposition, it must be done on the spot, which is very difficult!
But it would be easier if there were no restrictions.
We are all scholars, and whoever doesn’t write poetry usually can just take out the stock.
"good idea!"
The three old gentlemen chuckled and nodded.
A proposition in a poem can certainly test a teacher's wisdom, but it is difficult to produce a good work.
There are few candidates participating this year, so the requirements can only be relaxed.
"Um!"
Wang Yuan nodded absently!
It doesn't matter to him whether he has a destiny or not, he's not here to compose poetry anyway!
The main purpose of coming to this poetry gathering is to find rich people to sell Tang knives to.
But if he sells things at a poetry festival, he will definitely be kicked off the stage, saying that he is an insult to gentleness!
Gotta find a way!
The four judges nodded, and so did the prefect Zhang Han!
Yang Wanli stood up and said, "Master Prefect, it's not that I disagree, it's just that every poetry session has a proposition. This is the ancestral system since the founding of the country. Can Mr. Haitian change it?"
Wang Yuan narrowed his eyes!
At the beginning of the founding of the country, the world was governed with the word "filial piety" and the ancestral rules were highly respected!
Even the ancestral royal family dare not change it easily, let alone Brother Haitian!
And this poetry meeting is not an ancestral institution of the royal family, so it is far-fetched to say that it is proficient!
But when they are put together, if they are not handled well, it will be a disaster.
This is the struggle of literati. They use words and words to kill people without using swords!
Even Wang Haitian, who had always been indifferent, narrowed his eyes!
boom!
Yan Fuzhu immediately stood up and said: "Yang Wanli, no title is also a title. I don't want to imprison you and let them freely develop and write better works. You actually blame me randomly. You are so cruel!"
Yang Wanli sneered and pointed at Wang Yuan: "I would also like to ask Mr. Haitian what he wants. We are all just disciples, but now I am composing a poem here, and he actually asked a child to judge me. Don't worry about it.
I don’t believe that a child can come up with the four sentences of Mingtan when studying the program!”
Whoosh!
Everyone in the audience looked at Wang Yuan!
Bai Feifei shook her folding fan and smiled!
Turning the white jade finger, Xue Pan's face seemed to be smiling, but he glanced at Hu Mengying from the corner of his eye.
Wang Yuan nodded: "Well, even pigs don't believe it!"
Hahaha!
Wang Haitian laughed and raised his glass.
Mr. Jiubian, Mr. Luan Qing, and Mr. Tonggu also raised their glasses and laughed.
This little brother is interesting. No wonder he caused such a disturbance in the court despite not being in Kyoto.
Some of the candidates suppressed their laughter, while others had cold faces!
They are all smart people in Daye, and no one can tell that this is a curse word!
"Don't use your words to show off. It's an insult to gentlemen! If the four lines of Mingtan were written for you, you would be brilliant in writing and have great attainments in both poetry and prose."
Yang Wanli gritted his teeth: "Then please ask the magistrate to come up with a topic. If we all compose poems, you can also make a comparison. It can also prove that Mr. Haitian is not biased. If you don't dare... ugh!"
Before he could finish speaking, Wang Yuan interrupted: "You go around and around just to force me to write a poem. You told me earlier, why are you talking so much! Come on, come up with a question!"
I'm worried that I can't find a chance to sell my knife. When I feel sleepy, I give you a pillow. What a good enemy!
"Well!"
This straightforward and even impatient look directly made the audience wide-eyed.
Hu Mengying lowered her head, she was very confident about the rest of the young master!
But I really don’t have confidence in writing poetry!
Poetry belongs to literary talent. If you have this talent, you will show up very early!
And the young master is not famous at all in Fu County!
Everything went according to plan, and Yang Wanli looked fair and impartial: "For the sake of a fair period, let's ask the prefect to come up with a question, and let's work together!"
Wang Yuan waved his hand: "Okay!"
The magistrate Zhang Han said: "You all have great achievements. If you take the next step forward, you will become an official in the court, and even now you can serve the court. Now that foreign enemies are around you, the court is in a difficult situation. We are deprived of the emperor's salary and loyal to the emperor.
Let’s take the theme of today’s poetry meeting as the imperial court’s sharing of worries!”
Everyone frowned!
As expected of a magistrate, he did not forget to flatter the imperial court at poetry gatherings.
This kind of poem is the most difficult to write!
If you write too explicit, you will easily be scolded and flattered, and you will lose your literary integrity! If you write too high-minded, the court will give you a cold shoulder; it is not easy to write anyway!
Yang Wanli looked thoughtful, but he was sneering in his heart. He had already composed this poem.
Plan ahead, if he questions Queen Wang Haitian, the prefect must come up with the question!
As long as he asks the government to ask this question, he will be the best in this poetry competition!
But the poem cannot be taken out immediately, otherwise it will look too fake!
"Share the worries of the imperial court?"
Wang Yuan muttered something, stood up with a sad look on his face, and walked to the railing.
Outside the Octagon Building, it started to rain at some point and the ground was wet!
The sky is gray and a bit depressing!
Judging, at the Jinshi seat, some people looked at Wang Yuan, and some looked at the candidates.
Ten breaths had passed, Yang Wanli glanced at Wang Yuan, and was about to take out the poem!
Immediately, Wen Ya, the weakling, lost Wang Haitian's face. Let's see who dares to touch the Yang family's foundation.
Yang Wanli clasped his fists and said: "Master Magistrate, judges, students..."
Snapped!
Wang Yuan slapped his hand on the railing, and a crisp explosion spread throughout the Octagon Tower!
Shen Si Ju Zi was shocked!
Yang Wanli, who presented the poem, became angry: "What are you doing!"
Wang Yuan raised his head and raised his arms, his eyes full of sadness and anger: "He was so angry that he was standing on the railing, and the rain stopped. He looked up and roared to the sky, his heart was strong."
Whoosh!
The whole audience fell silent. This poem started with great momentum and a good layout!
Although it is not yet relevant, many people are looking forward to it!
Yang Wanli was disdainful: "It doesn't matter if you have some courage, it's not like you haven't missed the question! Look at me... ah!"
Wang Yuan's voice suddenly sounded sad: "Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons! Don't wait, your young head will turn gray, it's so sad!"
boom!
A muffled thunder rolled across the sky, and after a moment of silence, the whole place exploded.
Three gentlemen, Wang Haitian, Jiubian, Luan Qing, and Tong Gu, are doing great things on the case!
As they wrote, the four of them burst into tears and their voices started to sob!
For educated people, poetry is just a side story and rarely appears on the stage!
But the word spoke to their hearts!
Yan Xiuxiu, Zhang Han also grabbed the pen and paper prepared on the desk and started writing quickly!
"interesting!"
Even the military commander Xue Pan's eyes lit up, but he still glanced at Hu Mengying and didn't take it too seriously!
Bai Feifei and the woman in purple all looked at Wang Yuan, their eyes suddenly lit up: Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon, these two sentences are so heroic and free, not to mention the subsequent poems, just these two sentences
The sentence has become famous throughout the ages!
Many people were convinced, and even more were stunned!
Among them was Li Sansi, the second uncle who had kept his head down for hundreds of years, fearing that Wang Yuan would find him.
When he arrived at the Dinglongtai Poetry Festival, his brother-in-law, whom he disliked, was at the judging table. He was waiting below to be judged, which made him unable to hold his head up!
brush!
Yang Wanli's face turned pale and he recited it several times in a row. He couldn't help but say: "Although his words are good, they are all resentful and unwilling. How can he share the worries of the imperial court...ah!"
"The ancient shame has not yet snowed! The hatred of the ministers, when will it be extinguished? Drive a long chariot and trample through the gap in the Badi Mountain! The ambition is to eat the meat of the desolate captives, laugh and drink the blood of the barbarians. Let's start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky!"
Wang Yuan recited loudly and changed many different histories and geographies.
It's not that he wanted to change his father-in-law's words, but because time and space were different, he didn't change some words to suit the situation.
Finished the words!
The whole place was silent!
The next moment, the candidates flocked to Wang Yuan, and they all lost their reserve. No one felt that it was shameful for the candidates to ask Tong Sheng for advice; more importantly, their tone was filled with awe and flattery!
"Mr. Mingtan, Qing Gu Sha, are you talking about our lost Qingzhou, Guzhou!"
"No need to ask, it must be!"
"Climb the gap in Badi Mountain. Badi Mountain is the ancestral mountain of the barren people. Mr. Mingtan, you actually want to trample it to the ground. How brave you are!"
"Especially these two sentences, about ambitious people eating the flesh of desolate captives and laughing about thirsty drinking the blood of barbarians, made my blood boil when I read them. I wanted to rush to the battlefield!"
"After recovering the lost territory, and then going to see the emperor, who would dare to say that Mr. Tan has any resentment."
The princes surrounded Wang Yuan, and they called him sir. Their eyes were filled with admiration.
There are "Four Sentences of Mingtan", there is "Outline of Mind Learning", and then there is this poem!
The great literary world has added another superstar, and Mr. Mingtan’s status has been stabilized!
Li Sansi's blood boiled and he wanted to get closer, but he restrained himself!
If Wang Yuan calls him second brother now, he will agree immediately and will no longer hide it.
Even if my father saw this talent of my brother-in-law, he wouldn't disagree!
With such a son-in-law, what could the Li family ask for?
"Okay, you've scared Mr. Mingtan like this, please get out of the way!"
The prefect Zhang Han also squeezed in, he seemed to have forgotten to collect the Yang family's money and wanted to help blow the whistle.
"Haitian, you got a huge advantage and got such a little brother!"
The three gentlemen Luan Qing, Jiubian and Tong Gu were full of envy.
Wang Haitian couldn't help but smile: "It's just so so, my little brother is not good at poetry, so he hasn't put any effort in this area!"
The three old gentlemen rolled their eyes at Wang Haitian: Look how hard this kid is! If you haven’t put in the effort yet, what will happen if you put in the effort?
"The great ambition is to eat the meat of desolate captives when hungry, and to laugh and drink the blood of barbarians when thirsty. Let's start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky!"
Xue Pan, who had always had evil thoughts in his eyes, also muttered these few words and temporarily eliminated the evil thoughts!
He is a noble family and has always dreamed of regaining his lost territory and recreating the glory of his ancestors.
"As soon as this word came out, no one in this poetry meeting could write poetry anymore!"
Bai Feifei tapped the folding fan on the palm of his hand and rubbed his little white teeth: "This guy has hidden it too deeply. If he hadn't been forced to do so, he wouldn't have revealed his talent in poetry. I really don't know if he has any other hidden talents.
Skill."
Hu Mengying was completely stunned. The surrounding noises and overlapping figures all disappeared, and only Wang Yuan's expression was left in her eyes.
thump!
Yang Wanli collapsed on the ground.
This famous poem will definitely be introduced to the imperial capital and fall into the court hall.
The contents of yesterday's big announcement will also be known to many big shots in the DPRK and China.
What he did was like shooting himself in the foot. The Yang family was in danger!
The calmest person in the field is Dahu. No matter what Wang Yuan does, he will not be surprised.
The most important thing is that he can’t understand the poem!
"Everyone, be quiet!"
Wang Yuan raised his hands, and everyone fell silent. He took a Tang sword and sighed: "I have the intention to kill the thief, but I am a scholar, and I don't have the power to tie a chicken. Now I have a thing and I am looking for a destined person to support me. I would like to ask you to be a witness."
!”
Dahu took out the leather armor he had prepared earlier and asked the soldier standing guard to borrow an oxtail knife.
The whole audience looked at Wang Yuan in surprise, wondering what he was going to do, but no one stopped him.
Whoever can dominate the audience with his writing will be the protagonist of the poetry meeting.