Rong Fei's handwriting was ugly, and because he was drunk and his hands and feet were a bit inoperable, the handwriting he wrote was like a child's scribblings, so many great scholars could not immediately recognize what he wrote.
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Huang Liangyi, who was closest to him, almost put his eyes on the paper, and then he barely recognized the four characters "Drunkard Pavilion". He was about to read it out to clear up the doubts of other scholars when he heard Rong Fei beside him say:
With a sound of oh, several scholars rushed to the edge of the pavilion and vomited in front of the winding stream.
After drinking fifteen bowls of rice wine, it was extremely difficult for Rong Fei to persist until now.
Drunk vomiting is a common thing for the Confucians. Huang Liangyi ordered people to get the hangover soup and gently patted Rong Fei on the back to make him vomit more freely.
The scholars next to him laughed and laughed at Rong Fei for being too drunk.
After Rong Fei finished vomiting, Huang Liangyi personally helped Rong Fei back to his desk and urged him to continue writing.
How inhumane!
While Rong Fei was cursing in his heart, he picked up the brush and splashed ink, making the brush run wildly.
At the same time, he also knew that his handwriting was difficult to read, so he read it while writing.
Although it can be explained as being original, the many place names, personal names, and official names of Langya, Zhixian, and Taishou are always a problem. Rong Fei simply omitted the first half of the first paragraph of the original text.
Go ahead and start writing from the most famous sentence.
"The drunkard's intention is not in wine, but in the mountains and rivers. The joy of mountains and rivers lies in the wine that captures the heart..."
Hiss~ It’s not a poem, but an article.
The great scholars listened to Rong Fei's recitation and looked at the messy handwriting, with complex expressions and suspicious eyes.
This article is naturally excellent. The mountain corresponds to the rockery in the garden, the water corresponds to the stream, and the pavilion is naturally the pavilion in the depths at this time. At first glance, it seems to be suitable for the scene, but after careful consideration, you will know that it is definitely not written on the spur of the moment, but
It should have come from an inspiration after a trip to the mountains and rivers.
Using previous articles to cope with this exam should be considered...cheating!
The great Confucians looked at each other, communicated with each other with their eyes, and finally looked at Huang Liangyi, Fang Datong, and Gao Bin. Although the three of them were the youngest among them, they had the highest prestige, status, and achievements. They were considered the three giants of Confucianism in Kyoto.
"If the sun rises and the forest opens, the clouds return and the caves become dark, and the darkness changes, it is like the morning and evening in the mountains..."
"Fishing near the stream, the stream is deep and the fish are fat, the spring is brewed into wine, the spring is fragrant and the wine is delicious..."
But the three Huang Liang and Yi were completely immersed in the artistic conception described in The Drunkard's Pavilion. Their eyes were blurred, they chanted along with them in low voices, and their hands and feet could not help but do things like fishing, or
It is an action mentioned in articles such as archery.
Drinking can help literary development. Although Rong Fei is not very fond of poetry, he can still find a little bit of Ouyang Xiu's feeling at that time through the drunkenness.
His handwriting also became more and more arrogant and domineering.
Fortunately, the great scholars present may not be good at other things, but their ability to remember poems and articles is the best in the world. Even though they couldn't help Rong Fei's poor handwriting, they still memorized the entire article in their hearts.
"Who is the prefect talking about? Luling Ouyang Xiuye!"
After all, Rong Fei still felt a little ashamed and did not erase the last sentence.
"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!"
Seeing Rong Fei put down his pen, Huang Liangyi picked up the paper with unclear handwriting in his hands as if he had found a treasure, and said three wonderful words in succession with his eyes shining.
"Who is Ouyang Xiu, the governor of Luling?"
Fang Datong asked, pointing to the last row of ink marks.
"The characters in."
Rong Fei replied shamelessly with his mouth full of alcohol.
"Oh, which one is it?"
"Great Song Dynasty. This Ouyang Xiu is a disciple of Fan Zhongyan."
"Oh, it's still the same blood."
Fang Datong nodded and moved closer to Huang Liangyi to admire the ink on the paper.
Seeing that these two people had fallen, the other scholars became a little anxious and hurriedly pulled over the still sober ones.
Gao Bin whispered a few words in his ear.
In advance, the great scholars agreed that there would be three rounds of this assessment.
The first round of poetry is an assessment of talent.
The second round of articles is to assess talent and learning.
The first two rounds can only be regarded as warm-ups, and the third round is the highlight of today's assessment - the classics and history collection.
As Rong Fei thought before, can one become a great Confucian by just writing a few poems? Then the great Confucians in this world are too worthless, right?
But the bad thing is, Rong Fei also wrote an article "The Story of Yueyang Tower".
There is nothing wrong with writing Yueyang Tower. It just proves that you have some talent and learning. You are one step closer to becoming a great Confucian, but you are still far away.
But there happened to be an article "Born in sorrow and died in happiness" circulated from the palace.
Others accumulated qualifications and prestige little by little by commenting on the articles of sages and saints and expressing their own unique opinions on the articles, and finally became great Confucians.
It would be better for you to write an article yourself that is comparable to that of the sages.
But the key to the problem is that many people still doubt whether Rong Fei plagiarized the poems or articles and did not create them himself.
That’s why these three rounds of assessments were decided today.
This time Rong Fei simply skipped it and wrote an article that made Huang Liangyi and Fang Datong obsessed with each other. The scholars could only let Gao Bin continue to take charge of the overall situation.
"Uncle Fencheng wrote this article well, it's really good! I just don't know the classics and history..."
"Eh!"
Gao Bin approached Rong Fei and wanted to direct the topic to the third round of assessment, but Rong Fei suddenly widened his eyes and pointed behind Gao Bin.
Know yourself and the enemy and you can fight a hundred battles without danger.
Before coming to Wuxieju, Rongfei asked Liu Yingrong about the matters related to promotion to a great scholar.
This matter was not a secret, so Liu Yingrong told Rong Fei everything.
The last time I threw out thirty-five poems and one article in Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building, I almost used up all the stock in my stomach. Fortunately, after I went back, I carefully recalled a few more poems.
Therefore, in the assessment of poetry and essays, Rong Fei believed that he still had a way to pass the test.
But this is difficult for Jingshiziji.
Never read it!
Both eyes turned black!
Seeing Gao Bin approaching him at this time, Rong Fei immediately guessed his plot, so he didn't give him a chance to speak, pointing to a few lotus flowers in the pool outside the pavilion and exclaimed.
"What a beautiful lotus!"
Wuxieju belongs to the Imperial College, and the Imperial College’s sacrificial wine is Huang Liangyi. Huang Liangyi has many nicknames, such as Huang Sanyuan mentioned by Fang Datong earlier, which means that he was ranked first in Jieyuan, Huiyuan, Zhuangyuan, and Sanyuan. In addition, there are also
The elegant title of Lian Nugong is used to describe Huang Liang Yi's love for lotus.
In order to please his immediate boss, the person in charge of Wuxieju planted many famous and exotic lotus flowers in the garden where Huang Liangyi often visited for his viewing pleasure.
"The lotus is indeed beautiful."
Gao Bin nodded politely in agreement, and then wanted to continue changing the topic.
"I wonder if Uncle Fencheng is right..."
"oops!"
Rong Fei slapped his head hard, threw Gao Bin away, returned to the desk, picked up the brush and dipped it in ink.
"Suddenly I was inspired and came up with an excellent article."
"Oh! What kind of article is it?"
Upon hearing this, Fang Datong immediately came forward, patted Rong Fei on the shoulder, and asked in a friendly tone.
Although Fang Datong's attitude towards Rong Fei was considered friendly before, there was still a big difference at this time.
The reason for this change in attitude is because of the Drunkard Pavilion written by Rong Fei just now.
Twenty years ago, Datong and Huang Liangyi took the same scientific examination. It turned out that Fang Datong was better than Huang Liangyi in terms of talent and learning. Fang Datong should have been the number one scholar in that period. This was even the case for Huang Liangyi.
Liang Yi himself admitted it himself.
But Fang Datong had a shortcoming, and it was this shortcoming that caused him to miss out on being the No. 1 pick. In the end,
Only came in second place.
This shortcoming of Fang Datong is that he has an ugly character!
Of course, it's not that Rong Fei is really ugly, it's just that Fang Datong's handwriting is uglier compared to other passing candidates like Huang Liangyi.
It was precisely because of his ugly handwriting that Fang Datong failed to become the number one scholar. After spending a few years doing nothing in the Hanlin Academy, he simply resigned and ran to open an academy outside Kyoto. Unexpectedly, he became a famous scholar.
From its humble beginnings, it is now one of the most prestigious academies in Kyoto.
It was also because of this academy that Fang Datong was awarded the title of Confucian Scholar in the same year as Huang Liangyi.
Therefore, after seeing Rong Fei's ugly words, Fang Datong felt that he was in the same boat. Z.br
Who says that a knowledgeable person must be able to write well!
Rong Fei learned about the experiences and hobbies of Huang Liangyi and Fang Datong from Liu Yingrong, and he was able to prescribe the right medicine.
As long as we deal with these two people, we can pass the danger today.
On the contrary, Gao Bin is not easy to attack.
Seeing Fang Datong take the initiative to start a fight, Rong Fei knew that his trick of taking the initiative to show off his stupidity worked.
Smiling towards Fang Datong, he picked up a pen and wrote three ugly characters on the paper - Ailian said.
Wuxie lives outside, and the simultaneous broadcast continues.
"Mr. Rong has written "The Drunkard's Pavilion", which should be an article that is appropriate for the occasion. The Drunkard's intention is not in wine, but in the mountains and rivers... As expected of Mr. Rong, these sentences will be what I will read for another hundred years.
I’m afraid I can’t even write a book of poems.”
"Hmph! One hundred years? Three hundred years? You can't write it. Stop talking nonsense and update the next sentence quickly."
At this time, all the scholars who supported and worshiped Rong Fei stretched their necks, eagerly waiting for the update of The Drunkard's Pavilion. Ren Jinhan, Fan Jian and others who wanted to see Rong Fei's joke looked ugly.
"The evil sect named Rong is probably going to be fooled by him today. Why don't we retreat first and look for opportunities later."
Fan Jian whispered in Ren Jinhan's ear.
"Wait a minute, the title of Great Confucian in Jin Dynasty is not only based on poems and articles, but also on the interpretation of the articles of the sages and holy scriptures. Rong Fei is so old and has read several classics in total. The flaws will definitely be exposed by then."
Ren Jinhan looked gloomy and gritted his teeth.
"It makes sense, then let's wait and see."
Fan Jian nodded in agreement.
"Mr. Rong has written a new article called Ailian!"
The latest consultation in the garden came from the wall.
When Ren Jinhan heard this, he couldn't help but look at Fan Jian with a look of interest on his face.