Fang Chen's words instantly changed the faces of the officials on the stage, especially Liu Yuanqing, who looked at him in shock and disbelief.
He had read the five poems written by Fang Chen before, and they were many times better than the poems written by the students he had assigned.
If this was really read out and known to the scholars in the room, wouldn’t it have confirmed the fact that he was operating in secret?
He still needs to rely on these poor scholars to gain a good reputation!
He immediately scolded: "You are talking nonsense. I think you are crazy. Someone, please give me this indifferent thing!"
"Master Liu, maybe you have a guilty conscience!" someone shouted loudly.
Fang Chen recognized that the voice belonged to Wang Er. This guy was quite cooperative with him, so he would have to thank him properly later.
"Nonsense! Whoever spoke just now, stand up!" Liu Yuanqing became angry and stared at the direction from which the voice came.
On the stage, Ye Fan, Guo Wenruo and other officials looked at each other with wry smiles on their faces. It was a bit difficult to end this matter today.
Fang Chen said calmly: "Are you talking nonsense? Master Liu, just take out the poems and essays I wrote and read them, and it will be done? You don't dare, right?"
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Liu Yuanqing became even more flustered when he ran away like this. Many scholars and students in the audience also noticed that something was fishy. Some people rolled their eyes and knew that this was a good opportunity to flatter Liu Yuanqing.
He immediately said loudly: "You eunuch, what are you doing here? The winner of the Literary Society has already been selected. How can a rootless eunuch be qualified to talk about poetry and articles?"
Liu Yuanqing immediately looked at the speaker as if he was seeing a savior.
The people next to him also reacted immediately, and some of them sighed inwardly that this scholar is really a thief.
At that time, he also began to imitate scholars to help Liu Yuanqing.
"That's right! This is where we scholars discuss poetry and articles! You eunuch, you better go back and serve the noble lady in the palace!"
"Yes, what I, Zhang Long, look down upon the most in my life are you eunuchs. How many dynasties in the world have been lost to you eunuchs!"
"Get out of here, get out of here, don't pollute this place!"
Guo Wenruo, who was offering wine at the Imperial College, frowned slightly. In terms of his function, he was just a teacher, but he still had a bit of a literary character.
It can also be seen that these scholars and students who are talking are trying to flatter Liu Yuanqing. Are all the scholars in the Yan Dynasty like this?
How could this happen!
Ye Fan also looked at Fang Chen, who was being pointed at by thousands of people in the audience, with great interest, unless Fang Chen could write a few poems that were not inferior to the ones just now.
Otherwise, facing the verbal and written criticism from this group of scholars, I am afraid it will be difficult to survive the blind situation.
Liu Yuanqing changed his previous panic and showed a sarcastic smile, looking at Fang Chen.
If you see this, damn the eunuch, these people are all on my side, what are you going to do to fight with me!
Fang Chen laughed angrily, listening to the curses of the scholars around him, his eyes became mocking, and he said coldly: "You guys, who only know how to praise officials every day, do you deserve to be called scholars? Even the books of sages have been read on dogs.
Already?"
"What? He, Liu Yuanqing, is your wild father who has been missing for many years? Is he worthy of your protection? Everyone looks like a dog, how come they are all villains who follow others' influence?"
As soon as these words came out, most of the scholars present immediately quit!
One by one, they rolled up their sleeves as if they wanted to come up and beat Fang Chen.
One person yelled angrily: "What are you talking nonsense about, you damn eunuch? Your parents are responsible for your body and skin. You can even cut off your lifeblood, but you still have the nerve to criticize us?"
"That's right, what kind of virtue is it to show yourself by not peeing? By the way, father-in-law, I have a question for you to answer. Should you pee standing or squatting?"
"Isn't it a women-only hut that you usually enter on weekdays?"
Laughter broke out everywhere, and the scholar's curses were much more powerful than those of ordinary shrews.
They took hold of Fang Chen's eunuch identity and cursed each one without any distinction.
They thought this would allow Fang Chen to break through his defense, but they didn't expect that their aggressiveness was still too weak for Fang Chen.
How could a Zuan Jianxian be irritated by their words? Immediately, Da Biao spoke quickly and began to quarrel with a group of scholars. Not only did he not fall behind, he even seemed to have a vague advantage.
"What's wrong with me being a eunuch? That's better than you despicable and despicable things full of male thieves and female prostitutes!"
"No wonder they all say that they are useless scholars. You trash are scolding you and I think you are dirty!"
"You're so old, you can't even pass the imperial examination, and you still have the nerve to say you're a scholar?! Go home and farm."
"If you don't have anything for birds, what else will you do besides making shit? Ordinary people's shit can be fertilized, but you bastards will be poisoned to death if you eat the shit they pull!"
The face of the bookish man who was scolding Fang Chen turned red, and the faces of the group of rich ladies gathered in the distance were even redder.
So vulgar!
I didn’t expect that this elegant and fair-looking father-in-law could be so vulgar!
A scholar was probably irritated by Fang Chen's words that he couldn't even pass the imperial examination. He got dizzy and said angrily: "You fucking dare to give it a try! Didn't you say you were good at writing poems?"
Okay? Just write it and let me see what masterpiece it is!"
Liu Yuanqing immediately realized that something was wrong, and was afraid that if Fang Chen really wrote poetry, and if he wrote an excellent poem, it would be over.
He was about to interrupt, but Fang Chen had already spoken. He was waiting for this moment and sneered: "Okay, then I will sing a song for you on the spot, and Mr. Ye will give you the question!"
Ye Fan on the stage was stunned and secretly cursed this damn eunuch!
Fang Chen's words were undoubtedly dragging him into trouble, but facing the looks of people in the audience, he didn't feel comfortable saying anything else.
He could only stand up bravely and look at Liu Yuanqing's unkind eyes. He was an old man who didn't want to offend anyone.
He immediately came up with an idea and said with a smile: "Well, since Manager Fang wants to write a poem on the spot, I will come up with the topic, but..."
He changed the topic and said with a smile: "Well, we have already tasted a lot of poems tonight. I actually like words more than poems. Why don't Mr. Fang write a poem to open our eyes?"
Ye Fan thought very well. He had just seen what Fang Chen's poems were like, and knew that if he wrote poems, he would only need to publish another poem that was not inferior to the previous five poems.
Then Liu Yuanqing would be disgraced.
He didn't want to offend Liu Yuanqing, so he changed the poem into words.
Liu Yuanqing looked a little better. He murmured in his heart and looked at Fang Chen with a sneer. Poems and lyrics are different.
The purpose of writing lyrics is to be able to be sung along with the music. If you are good at writing poetry, is it possible that you are also good at writing lyrics?
But Fang Chen pulled over a table, spread out the paper, looked at Ye Fan and said lightly: "What's the question?"
Today I will let you feel the richness of Chinese poetry culture!