Yang Fan ignored everyone's astonishment and finished the work with a single stroke.
Speaking of Chen Xueli, Yang Fan still admired him very much.
If a great scholar like him really wanted to find an official position in the imperial court, it would be easy.
But it happened that this man had been staying in Yangzhou, working conscientiously as a teacher, and he could be regarded as a celebrity all over the world.
Of course, Yang Fan would not hesitate to praise this kind of person: "Mr. Chen has been teaching all his life and has hundreds of students under his disciples. He has trained countless pillars of the imperial court. I admire him endlessly."
"I heard that your feat was accomplished in a simple bookstore. It is said that some people criticized the poor teaching environment at that time."
"Although I have never been to my husband's study room, I was indignant after hearing about it. Now that my husband has come to Chang'an, I will write a poem based on this topic and send it to my husband. If there is any inappropriateness, I will ask him to correct it.
"
After saying that, he handed over the rice paper he had written on.
The first thing that caught Chen Xueli's eyes were the three characters "Inscription on the Humble Room".
These words are written with vigorous force, as if they were carved with a sharp knife, making people feel proud and inspirational in the wind.
Chen Xueli's whole body was trembling. He felt that he had come to Chang'an this time!
He spent most of his life teaching and educating people conscientiously, not looking for money or rewards, but only looking for a reputation. This poem is an affirmation of his life.
I thought about how some people once laughed at him for being an official in the court despite being well-educated in poetry and literature, and ridiculing him for training so many officials yet being poor.
After seeing this poem, Chen Xueli felt that everything was worth it.
Seeing that Chen Xueli was silent and his gray beard was twitching slightly, Chen Yueru panicked a little.
She thought that Yang Fan still held a grudge, that what was written on the paper was an insulting poem, and that grandpa did this because he was angry.
Thinking of this, Chen Yueru no longer cared about etiquette. She stared at Yang Fan with beautiful eyes and said in surprise: "How can a man be so stingy? The reason why my grandfather testified for Huang Ben just now was because he deceived him. How could you write
What about poems that curse people?”
Yang Fan was quite amused when looking at Chen Yueru, who had red lips and white teeth, and had the gentle aura of a Jiangnan water town.
However, the little beauty is really generous and has a character that dares to love and hate.
In order to protect his family, he actually dared to scold Yang Fan, a celebrity in front of the emperor.
I don't know whether to call her bold or ignorant and fearless.
Knowing that his expression had misunderstood his granddaughter, Chen Xueli quickly shouted loudly: "Yueru, how could you be so rude to the county magistrate and why don't you apologize quickly?"
Hearing Chen Xueli's harsh words, Chen Yueru knew that she had misunderstood. She pouted and said, "Yueru rushed to the county magistrate. Please have a lot of money and don't argue with the little girl."
While speaking, he craned his neck to look at the poems in Chen Xueli's hands.
She really wanted to see what kind of poems could make grandpa so excited.
Ever since she was a child, her grandfather had never scolded her so loudly!
Of course Chen Xueli also saw his granddaughter's actions and said, "Since you want to see it, then sing it out for everyone to hear."
As he said this, he handed over the rice paper with some reluctance, and at the same time told him to be careful.
Chen Yueru took the rice paper and read in a suspicious voice:
If the mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals. If the water is not deep, if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. This is a humble house, but my virtue is sweet. The moss marks on the steps are green, and the grass is green in the curtains.
There are scholars who talk and laugh, and there are no idle people who come and go. They can tune the plain qin and read the golden scriptures. There is no mess of silk and bamboo, and there is no labor of writing documents. Zhuge Lu in Nanyang, Yunting of the Western Shuzi. Confucius said: "What is so ugly?"
The signature was signed later, and Yang Fan, who entered the school after graduating from school, presented it to Mr. Chen...
After reciting "Inscription on a Humble Room", everyone present opened their mouths in disbelief.
The poem starts from the mountains and rivers and reveals why they became famous mountains and rivers.
Then I realized that although the library was poor, it was only an external condition.
As long as a person's heart is rich and his mind is vast, why should he care?
The side view of the humble room reflects Chen Xueli's noble character and integrity.
It can be said that once this poem spreads, Chen Xueli's reputation will reach a higher level.
It is also unknown whether he will become a great Confucian who will be passed down through the ages.
Everyone present looked at Chen Xueli with envy, wishing they could take this poem as their own.
It would be great if I could have such a poem to praise myself.
Yang Fan smiled disapprovingly, thinking to himself, you dared to doubt me just now, I won't look at you and you will be shocked to death.
I remember reciting 300 Tang poems day and night, and it came in handy today.
However, Yang Fan's expression did not change at all. He looked at Chen Xueli and said calmly: "Sir, are you satisfied?"
"The county magistrate's wonderful pen has brought flowers to life. You are really over-praising me. I'm ashamed of myself!" Chen Xueli said humbly with a smile on his face.
The palm of his hand also patted Yang Fan's shoulder directly, and the two of them were like a pair of friends who have been together forever.
In this era where superiority and hierarchy are extremely important, it is really too frivolous for people of Chen Xueli's age to take the initiative to hold each other's shoulders.
Of course, everyone present can also understand.
If I could get such a poem, what would it matter even if I made some extraordinary moves?
At this time, Chen Xueli was both happy and shocked.
Yang Fan is young and has limited experience.
How he could write poems with such profound meanings and depict them with such exquisite techniques is simply unbelievable!
Could it be that Yang Fan was born knowing that he would never succeed?
This guy is so talented and has a bright future!
If the emperor had not arranged the marriage early, Chen Xueli even wanted to select a girl from his family to give to Yang Fan.
With Yang Fan's help, and supplemented by his own management over the years, the Chen family will surely become a new aristocratic family in Jiangnan.
The more Chen Xueli thought about it, the more feasible it became, and the look he looked at Yang Fan became more ambiguous.
Doesn’t granddaughter Chen Yueru like poetry?
The two of them are a good match made in heaven, so why not just bring them together and win Yang Fan's favor at the same time?
Although Chen Xueli is not interested in fame or fortune, when it comes to the development of his family, he will consider the most beneficial aspects.
As for whether other Jiangnan nobles would have opinions about the Chen family, Chen Xueli couldn't control that much!
Besides, Chen Xueli has disciples all over the world, so no one dares to touch his Chen family easily.
Chen Xueli was indeed angry at being cheated by the Jiangnan nobles this time.
If these aristocratic families in Jiangnan can understand the current affairs and stop embarrassing Yang Fan, then it will be possible for everyone to share their needs and cooperate with each other in the future.
But if the Jiangnan family still wants to use their own hands to embarrass Yang Fan and prevent the court from intervening in Jiangnan, then the Chen family will have no choice but to choose sides.
And Yang Fan is the best choice.
No matter how high-spirited or honest you are, how cool you are, that is more important than the interests of your family.
Thinking of this, Chen Xueli looked at Yang Fan who was standing aside. He felt more and more that this son had a bright future, so he said with a smile: "The county magistrate is unparalleled in talent and affection. My granddaughter Yueru also likes to recite poems and compose poems. You young people can communicate more."
"When you come to Jiangnan in a while, I will ask Yueru to show you the scenery of Jiangnan. Compared with Chang'an, the scenery of Jiangnan has a different flavor and will definitely make you linger."
With that said, Chen Xueli quickly promoted his granddaughter to Yang Fan as if he was afraid that he would lose his grandson-in-law.
Hearing her grandfather's naked hint, Chen Yueru's face turned red and she was so embarrassed that she almost found a crack in the ground and crawled into it.
Thinking of Chen Yueru, who is known as the most beautiful woman in the south of the Yangtze River, is she still worried about not being able to find a husband?
But, to be honest, although the Wanxian County Magistrate in front of me is not that kind of extremely handsome man, he is very attractive.
After watching it for a long time, it really makes people jealous.
Unknowingly, Chen Yueru fell into a subtle mentality of conformity.
Seeing Chen Xueli, a great scholar, shamelessly promote his granddaughter, His Majesty Li Er was immediately furious.
His daughter hasn't even gotten married yet, and others are rushing to give him women. Do you really think that you, the emperor, are easy to bully?
But then again, His Majesty Li Er really didn't dare to do anything to Chen Xueli.
Let’s not talk about the other party’s age, but let’s talk about Chen Xueli’s reputation.
If His Majesty Li Er dares to punish Chen Xueli indiscriminately, then his reputation as an emperor will be greatly embarrassed!
Of course His Majesty Li Er, who has always cherished his reputation, would not do such a foolish thing.
Therefore, I can only vent my anger on Yang Fan.
In his opinion, if Yang Fan didn't like to flirt with women, how could he be so angry?
But to be honest, this boy's beauty is really quite good.
Not to mention the sisters Wu Meiniang and the Xiao family and the Xu family...
Let’s just say that this gentle Jiangnan girl is no worse than her own daughter.
A sense of urgency arises from the bottom of my heart!
Li Er felt that after letting Yang Fan handle the firearms supervision matter, it would be better to urge them to get married quickly.
It is inevitable that there will be long nights and many dreams!
Yang Fan, who was chatting and laughing, felt a chill behind him for no apparent reason.
When he raised his head, he happened to see His Majesty Li Er's eyes that were staring like bull's eyes.
Yang Fan couldn't help but be confused.
The emperor was happy and angry sometimes, just like a child's face, he could change whenever he wanted.
No wonder it is said that being with a king is like being with a tiger. It is a wise saying.
Soon, this idea was abandoned as he was surrounded by women, and the entire main hall seemed happy and happy.
of course there are exceptions.
At this time, Xu Jingzong hugged his body, his face full of disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost!
The three poems written by Yang Fan tonight are all outstanding works.
Ordinary literati may not be able to write one of these songs after ten or eight years of thinking about it.
Now that Yang Fan had it at his fingertips, how could he not be horrified?
Back then at Wangyue Tower, Kong Yingda said: "There are ten talents in the world, and Yang Fan only has eight..."
Xu Jingzong thought this was Kong Yingda's encouragement to young people.
But the Yang Fan in front of him, in his poems, said that he monopolized the eight battles is an understatement!
Thinking of being an enemy of such a person, Xu Jingzong's cold sweat flowed down like a waterfall.
Especially when he saw the last song, he almost fainted with jealousy.
There are scholars who talk and laugh, and there are no idle people who come and go. They can tune the plain qin and read the golden scriptures. There is no mess of silk and bamboo, and there is no labor of writing documents. Zhuge Lu in Nanyang, Yunting of the Western Shuzi. Confucius said: "What is so ugly?"
Damn it!
This poem will definitely be passed down through the ages. It would be great if it was written for yourself!
Xu Jingzong subconsciously repeated this, his jealous eyes drifting towards Chen Xueli from time to time.
It stands to reason that both of them are Jiangnan celebrities, and Xu Jingzong's reputation in the Tang Dynasty is definitely much greater than that of Chen Xueli.
But as soon as this poem came out and the two were compared, the first person that future generations would remember was definitely Chen Xueli.
As one of the eighteen scholars of the Qin Dynasty, Xu Jingzong boasted that he was the best in the world in terms of talent and learning.
Although his official position is not as good as that of Fang Xuanling and Changsun Wuji, his reputation is not as good as that of Kong Yingda, Zhang Xuansu and other great scholars.
But Xu Jingzong never felt that he was weaker than others.
But now it seems that I really feel like sitting in a well and looking at the sky.
Just like the question raised by Yang Fan before, as a famous figure in the Tang Dynasty, do you, Xu Jingzong, have any works that you can produce?
Xu Jingzong felt ashamed every time he thought about this issue.
Although I think I have outstanding talent, I can't write such a poem no matter what!
But Yang Fan could write three songs with just a wave of his hand. It was a gift from heaven.
Thinking that I had foolishly designed Yang Fan, others were still the best at designing.
Thinking of this, Xu Jingzong wanted to hit the ball with a piece of tofu and kill him.
Thinking of these poems by Yang Fan, Xu Jingzong read them carefully one by one. The more he read them, the more desperate he became.
The reason why he dared to design Yang Fan to plagiarize a year ago was because he believed that Yang Fan was young and had no experience, so he could not write good works at all.
Back at Wangyue Tower, Yang Fan left the poem "When will the bright moon come" and left in a hurry. Xu Jingzong once thought that Yang Fan had hired someone to write it for him.
That's why Xu Jingzong was so bold as to send this poem to Huang Ben, who was thousands of miles away.
In his opinion, it doesn't matter whether Huang Bi wrote the poem "When Will the Bright Moon Come?", as long as Yang Fan has no way to prove that he wrote it himself, that is enough.
After all, as long as Yang Fan is vaguely accused of plagiarism, Yang Fan will definitely become the target of everyone's crusade.
Even if Yang Fan is trusted by the emperor again, His Majesty Li Er will not dare to risk the disapproval of the world and send Yang Fan to the south of the Yangtze River to open a waterway. He will definitely take back Yang Fan's fiefdom in the south of the Yangtze River.
But now everything is disturbed by Yang Fan!
Not only did Yang Fan know that he was secretly transporting weapons and pigeons, he also wrote two poems in a row to explain that he had no need to plagiarize.
Moreover, Huang Ben himself was exposed under Yang Fan's continuous questioning.
Things have turned around. Yang Fan not only proved that he did not plagiarize, but also continued to write such eternal masterpieces as "The Inscription on the Humble Room"!
Now who dares to say that Yang Fan has no experience and cannot write good poems.
Who among the people present dares to say that he can write better than him in a moment?
The more he thought about it, the more congested he became, and Xu Jingzong looked ashen.
Huang Bi had already angered the emperor because he admitted plagiarism and framed Yang Fan, and now he is still making trouble outside!
It's okay that Huang Ben was beaten to death. If he hadn't been beaten to death, once he was exposed, the consequences would be unimaginable!
Xu Jingzong could almost imagine how terrifying the blow that followed would be.
You know, Xu Jingzong is not alone, he was born in the Xu family of Yangzhou!
My father was the minister of the Ministry of Rites, and the Xu family could be considered a noble family in the south of the Yangtze River.
It's a pity that since Yu Wenhuaji rebelled and his father Xu Shanxin was killed, the Xu family began to decline.
In addition to still retaining the tradition of heirloom poetry and calligraphy, Xu Jingzong has little reputation, but his influence has declined to the bottom!
If the emperor hadn't felt guilty about Xu Zhang's death, Xu Jingzong didn't know when he would be able to become the Huangmen Minister.
But now, once exposed, Xu's remaining reputation will be tarnished!
The foundation of a truly aristocratic family is that in addition to the wealth of the enemy country, it must also have a reputation that is honest and upright and cannot be slandered!
As long as the reputation is still there, no matter how the family declines, once a talented and talented person is born, they will definitely take advantage of the situation and rise, just like riding on the wind!
But if his plan is exposed and his reputation is ruined, then his Xu family will completely decline and there will be no chance of rising again.
At this time Xu Jingzong regretted it!
He originally wanted to take advantage of the Jiangnan nobles' fight against the emperor to present this strategy and defeat Yang Fan to ruin, in order to gain the gratitude and commitment of the Jiangnan nobles.
But now, all hopes have turned into nightmares.
If things go wrong, Xu's hope of revitalization will be cut off personally this time.
However, His Majesty Li Er is too lazy to pay attention to him!
Because the emperor was also truly shocked by Yang Fan!
Although I knew that this kid had some talent, I couldn't imagine that this guy was so talented!
Looking at the Tang Dynasty, how could that scholar be so talented and write so many amazing poems at will, and still let people live?
Those world-famous scholars would not be ashamed to death if they saw it?