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Chapter 036: Fisherman's Pride

Standing in the crowd, Jian Chuan was still thinking about whether to go in and how to go in. Then he saw Qiu Lanxi grabbing the crowd and chanting in a pretentious manner: "The deeper and more anxious, gradually the voices of people are gone. The light blowing window is getting more

It's bright, the moon shines on a day of snow."

"The night is late, but the sound of drums is even louder. The lights are blowing and sleepy. The moon shines on the snow, and the windows are brighter. The whole poem is simple and clear, fresh and pleasant, the quiet night is quiet and the snow is bright. The image is appropriate, good poem, please, the young master.

Enter."

The voice was old and came from the water pavilion, and the lightness seemed to have a grand aura that penetrated people's hearts. Someone in the crowd speculated: "Listen to the sound, is it the new Minister of Personnel Fan Chunren and Fan Shangshu?

What? Fan Chunren, the common prime minister, and Fan Zhongyan's son? If it was really him, he would go in and take a look at whatever he said.

Thinking of this, Jian Chuan immediately moved and moved closer.

Just now he was caught by someone before he was close, but it was Ge Chunzhu. He heard him begging in a low voice: "Brother Jian, please, wait until I go in, you will go in later."

Jian Chuan immediately understood, because he was afraid that he would steal the limelight from him and Qiu Lanxi. He was still wondering that Qiu Lanxi had entered, why did Ge Chunzhu not appear yet? Now he understands, he wants to leave a window for him.

Show off your own people.

Jian Chuan even gave away the poem, so naturally he would not disturb the two of them at this stage. So he nodded in anger and urged, "Why don't you go quickly?"

"Okay, go now, go now."

After saying that, he walked out of the crowd and stood on the corridor with his head raised his chest, saying, "The shepherd boy rode a yellow cow, and his singing voice shook the forest. He wanted to catch the cicadas, but suddenly stood there."

"From movement to stillness, suddenly and naturally, just like it, good poems, please come in."

After Ge Chunzhu entered, three or five more people went in. They were all scholars and wanted to save face. Therefore, no one would make a public offering of ugly things without good poems. So almost everyone who dared to appear could get what they wanted.

The guy Lu Xian also went in, and followed Ge Chunzhu. This guy was amazed the audience with his own hand. Although he was still a little far from Juexi, he was enough to be the first, so even Jian Chuan had to admit that

I still have real things, but I feel sorry for Ge Chunzhu, who stopped Jian Chuan, but I can't stop Lu Xian, so the popularity is really atrocities.

At this time, when Jian Chuan was about to make his debut, Bai Snake came to Jian Chuan again, with his head and eyebrows softly, "Young Master, take me in with you."

Jian Chuan was not willing at all. He thought to himself that if Su Chaer knew about this, he would not know what would happen, so he asked: "I can't talk to Mr. Lu very much, why don't I go in with Mr. Lu.

ah."

Women, especially beautiful women, seem to have priority regardless of their past dynasties. Just like this poetry meeting, if a man wants to enter, he must use poetry and prose as a stepping stone, and if a woman wants to enter,

Just follow a man. Before that, there have been many cases, and everyone is not surprised.

Bai Snake naturally heard the reluctant meaning in Jian Chuan's tone, and saw that his eyes were filled with mist. When Jian Chuan saw it, he knew that this woman was going to do that again, but he had no way to deal with it.

He could pinch his nose and accept it, pouting and said angrily: "Okay, okay, please take away your magical powers, follow me."

Upon hearing this, Snake Bai burst into tears and smiled, holding Jian Chuan's arm intimately, and the two stepped onto the corridor under the gaze of attention.

"If life was just like the first meeting, what if the autumn wind was sad to paint a fan?"

Just these two sentences are already the best in the moment.

The word "Miao" comes from the water pavilion, and Jian Chuan continued to chant: "Even changes, but the hearts of old friends are easy to change."

“Yes.”

"After the words of Mount Li, the night is half gone, and the tears are gone, and the bells are gone. How can you be so lucky to be a man in a brocade and wish to join the branches on the same day?"

It was done in one go, expressing your feelings directly.

Then they saw the scene silently, and everyone was surprised and stared at Jian Chuan.

After a long time, the old voice in the water pavilion rang out: "Like a song like a telling, like a sorrow of a spirit song, and like the bones of ice and snow, but it is endless. It's wonderful and wonderful, let me see who it is

A great talent.”

Looking in the sound, he saw a tall old man walking out of the pavilion. Although there were a group of people following behind him, the old man was all over the place, and his magnificent spirit was reflected in the old man's grand and righteous spirit.

According to historical records, among the four sons of Fan Zhongyan, only the two sons have obtained all their character, and it turns out.

At the beginning of his rebirth, Jian Chuan set rules for himself that he could recommend himself, but he could never learn from others. However, when he first met Fan Chunren, Jian Chuan unconsciously respected him from the bottom of his heart, and could only pay respect and chat.

Show your heart.

"Student Jian Chuan has met Shangshu Fan."

"Oh, it turns out to be Mr. Jian. "The Song of the Peach Blossom Temple" is a masterpiece, and today's work is not much different. It is indeed the youngest romantic. I admire you very much, please invite me quickly."

Jian Chuanlian said he didn't dare to take it, but Fan Chunren invited him warmly and had to fall behind half a position and then go in.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Qiu Lanxi and Ge Chunzhu's faces of passion, and also saw Lu Xian's faces of gloomy. As for Bai Snake, he moved away from Jian Chuan two steps away from Jian Chuan when Fan Chunren appeared, although he entered the water pavilion together.

But I don't dare to move forward anymore.

After all, the courtesan is just a courtesan, and literati and poets may flock to it, but when facing the second-rank official of the dynasty, if you dare to please him without permission, you will despise the authority of the official. If you say you will be punished, you will be punished. White Snake is very sensible, so be honest

Very good.

However, Jian Chuan was taken to the end of the water pavilion by Fan Chunren, and sat in the seat in the first place in the left hand under Fan Chunren's arrangement. The meaning of this arrangement is self-evident, which is equivalent to concluding that the second song Jian Chuan will not appear again tonight.

Such a masterpiece.

This is true. With Jian Chuan's poem "Magnolia" in front, the later generations were discouraged. Even if there were a few who claimed to be clever, everyone felt bored after chanting it.

So not long after, no one walked up the corridor again. So, the middle-aged man sitting opposite Fan Chunren stood up long and introduced before that Jian Chuan knew that this person was Ouyang Xiu's eldest son Ouyang Fa.

Since it is a poetry meeting, Ouyang Fa should be prepared for a final poem, but after listening to Jian Chuan's poem, he lost confidence. Fortunately, his father Ouyang Xiu's talent is brilliant and has many poems and essays. His eldest son

If you borrow it, no one will say anything gossiped about the opening ceremony, but you can still win the reputation of remembering your father.

Therefore, Ouyang Fa's final poem chanted Ouyang Xiu's famous work "Langtaosha·Wishing the East Wind with Wine".

He said: Wine to the east wind, and let it be calm together. The weeping willows are purple and the east of Luocheng. We always joined hands and traveled all over the fragrant bushes. The gathering and dispersing are bitter and the hatred is endless. This year's flowers are better than last year's red. Unfortunately, the flowers are better next year, so I know that

Who is with you?

After that, Fan Chunren praised, "It's time for the meeting, we should drink this cup together."


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