Fang Yun lifted up his robe and immediately walked towards the thatched house. As soon as he reached the steps, he stopped inside the house and said:
"Stop! Just stand there."
"What do you mean? Do you want to regret it?"
Fang Yun asked, stopping.
"I didn't say that if you pass this level, you can come in immediately. I just asked you to match the pairs. After all, I, Liu Zhengxun, am also one of the former seventy-two Yuanshi. How can the question be so simple?"
Humanity in the house.
When Fang Yun heard what he said, he smiled instead: "Okay! Since you think our father and son are reckless, don't give up. I will give you a chance. Just come up with the question. I will follow up."
"What a strong tone! I only ask three questions. If I can answer them, then come in."
The person in the room said coldly.
"Confucianism likes plum blossoms, which means that they are not afraid of hardships and are proud of themselves. For the first question, you write a poem with plum blossoms as the title. But the word "plum blossoms" cannot be included in the poem."
Liu Zhengxun said.
Fang Yun sneered in his heart. This question was indeed a bit difficult, so how could it be difficult for him to catch him? After thinking for a moment, Fang Yun opened his mouth and said:
"In the middle of winter, all the trees are dormant, but you have beautiful branches. Covered in frost and smiling at the flying snow, you only have a faint fragrance flowing."
There is the word "plum blossom" in this poem, but none of it refers to plum blossoms. "Midwinter", "covered with frost", and "secret fragrance" refer to plum blossoms. After reciting a poem, Fang Yun immediately climbed up the steps and left.
Go up and climb the second level.
There was silence in the hut. It seemed that Fang Yun did not expect that Fang Yun would compose this poem so quickly. If this poem spreads, it must be an excellent poem. There is no word "plum" in every sentence, but every sentence embodies the meaning of plum blossom.
Mei. If it were any other great scholar, he would have said a few words of praise. However, Liu Zhengxun lightly avoided it and immediately asked the second question:
"People can't be arrogant, but they can't be arrogant. Although bamboo is like a plum, it is also proud and proud, which is deeply loved by literati. For the second question, you use 'bamboo' as the title of a poem. In the poem, it is still
The word 'bamboo' cannot appear."
Fang Yun pondered and said nothing. Although "bamboo" is very popular among literati, there are not many good sentences. It is indeed difficult to chant bamboo without writing a single character for bamboo.
"If you can't do it, just go back by yourself."
A cold snort came from the room.
A trace of anger flashed through Fang Yun's heart, and he immediately said:
"I have already figured out the second question, please listen carefully."
"Section after section, thousands of branches gather thousands of leaves. I don't bloom, so I don't attract bees and butterflies."
After Fang Yun finished his poem, he climbed a few more steps and walked directly under the curtain of the hut: "Tell me, what is the third question?"
In just a moment, Fang Yun passed two levels and walked under the door curtain. He could even see his figure directly through the door curtain. The people in the room were inevitably short of breath. The third question was not given for a long time.
He seemed to be thinking hard.
Fang Yun was not in a hurry, and waited patiently for the last question. His grandfather was rigid, conservative, and arrogant. This time, he failed two of his questions that he thought were extremely difficult. It was very difficult for him to think so.
Both father and son in the family are reckless, and it must be a blow to people who don't understand poetry and etiquette.
"call!"
At this moment, a gust of wind blew the door curtain and poured into the thatched house. Fang Yun felt that the body of the person in the house suddenly trembled, and then he heard a voice in his ear:
"Okay! The third question is about chanting the wind. If you are right, I will come in directly. However, I have one more request. This is the third question. Since you are writing a poem, then in the first sentence
, just use three characters to complete the title. Poems pay attention to neat and neat contrasts. Since you use three characters to complete the title, all the poems must contain a number. Just make a poem."
Fang Yun was shocked when he heard this. The wind is invisible and has no form. It is more difficult to chant things than "plum" and "bamboo". However, Fang Yun can make "poems about plum blossoms" and "poems about bamboos".
"It's a bit difficult to make a "wind poem", but it's not a problem. However, if you add a number to each line of the poem, the result will be completely different.
The difficulty of the third wind poem immediately became more than a hundred times greater. Although Fang Yun relied on his quick thinking, he heard that he wanted to make a "wind poem". The word "wind" could not be included in each sentence.
There had to be a number, and the question had to be solved with three words. I couldn't help but frown.
"If you write this poem, I will never mention the word 'reckless man' in front of the Fang family, nor will I ever mention the word 'poem and article' in front of the Fang family. I will give you a stick of incense and time to think about it slowly."
An old voice in the room said, and then there was a rustling sound. After a while, the smell of sandalwood wafted out, and a stick of incense was actually lit.
Fang Yun frowned and thought hard. His brain was running at an unprecedented speed. One verse after another passed through his mind, and was quickly rejected by him.
Adding a number to each poem was a requirement that made many of the sentences Fang Yun thought of inapplicable. As time passed slowly, Fang Yun's brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
"There's still half a stick of incense left!..."
A cold voice in the room reminded.
Fang Yun stood motionless outside the door curtain, his face a little pale. There were beads of sweat on his palms. The third question erected a tall wall between the inside and outside of the house.
The question was difficult, but Fang Yun had no choice. This was no longer as simple as a literary battle. If he couldn't do it, his grandfather's temper would immediately cut off all room for change.
Fang Yun didn't think that a rotten scholar who had refused to acknowledge his own children for more than 20 years would be so tolerant in dealing with his own affairs. Although Fang Yun also suspected that the man in the room might not be able to do so.
, but for this question, he is just the person who asked the question. The person who does the question is himself.
"This matter is related to the happiness of eldest brother and Princess Fukang. I must not fail!"
Fang Yun thought to himself.
Time passed slowly, and after a while, the voice in the room sounded again:
"There is only a little bit of incense. If you can't do it, go back. As for Fang Lin, don't mention it again. A person who is so reckless, arrogant, lawless, and ignores the laws of the court, no matter how great his achievements are, he will not be able to do anything."
You're just a reckless man, you can't be a prince!"
Fang Yun was furious when he heard him mention "reckless man" again and again, and blurted out: "Reckless man, reckless man... No matter how reckless you are, one is your son-in-law and the other is your grandson. If we are reckless men,
, what are you?"
"Hmph! I already kicked your mother out of the house many years ago. What do you, the Fang family, and your son have to do with me?"
There was a groan from inside the hut.
"Even if it has nothing to do with it, what's the point of playing the instrument? You have also read the books of the sages. Listening to both will lead to enlightenment, and listening to partial listening will lead to darkness. You should be aware of this principle. A few words from Pingdinghou and Zhenguohou
, you believed it to be true. You got hot-headed and went to impeach your own grandson. Have you ever listened to the words of our Fang family father and son? As an elder, you should be kind and compassionate. Ask yourself, this is what you should do as an elder.
Something?"
Fang Yun said bitterly.
"No need to say more. The time has come. If you can't write poetry, go back to where you came from. Twenty years ago, even if I could expel my children, I wouldn't care about a grandson."
The man in the hut said angrily.
"Who says I can't do it? Just listen."
Fang Yun paused and said:
"The fallen autumn leaves can bloom in February, and they can cross thousands of feet of waves across the river and enter thousands of bamboo poles."
In this poem, every sentence is written about wind, but there is no word for wind in every sentence. The question is solved with three, and each sentence contains a number, which are "three", "two", "thousand" and "ten thousand".
”, just in line with Liu Zhengxun’s requirements.
After reciting a poem, Fang Yun lifted the door curtain, crossed the threshold, and stepped into the thatched hut. As far as he could see, a slightly shabby old man wearing blue Confucian clothes was sitting cross-legged on a futon.
The old man's temples are frosty white and his forehead is densely wrinkled, giving people a feeling of age. His expression is old-fashioned, serious, and unsmiling. The muscles on his face are loose and stiff, like pieces of stiff stone. It seems that for a long time, his face has been stained
He has never changed his expression other than serious and old-fashioned. His lips are pursed tightly, giving people a feeling of being stubborn, stubborn, and not easy to persuade.
"Is this the grandpa that my mother never forgets?"
Fang Yun looked at the old man not far away and thought silently. He still has the demeanor of a great scholar, but his body is slightly rickety and his frost-white hair is a little messy. Now my grandfather is more like a great scholar than a great scholar.
An ordinary old man.
Fang Yun looked at him carefully. The person in front of him, whether it was his mother or the uncle in Huai'an City, was not very similar to his grandfather. In fact, neither his mother nor his uncle could be like this.
Old-fashioned and conservative. If there is any similarity, it is that my grandfather's stubbornness has been successfully passed on to his two children.
In order to be with her father, her mother resolutely went against her grandfather's opinion and married her father. As for her uncle, she gave up writing and went into business, choosing the industry that her grandfather disliked the most. And after making the decision, she never regretted it.
Can't pull it back!
While Fang Yun was looking at his grandfather, Liu Zhengxun was also looking at him. He didn't expect that Fang Yun actually solved this problem at the last moment. Even he himself couldn't do it in such a short time.
.In addition to having profound poetry accomplishments, you also need to have a quick wit.
Liu Zhengxun carefully looked at the young man at the door. This was the first time he saw his grandson. Fang Yun had red lips and white teeth, and was delicate and handsome, very similar to Mrs. Huayang.
Seeing Fang Yun's appearance clearly, Liu Zhengxun subconsciously flashed a figure in his mind, and his heart softened for no reason. However, this was only for a moment. When his eyes focused, they suddenly became extremely sharp. Liu Zhengxun's voice was fierce, and he shouted:
"What a sin! Why don't you kneel down!"
Fang Yun had knelt under the thatched hut, and this time he entered the house. Hearing him shouting so harshly, he stopped kneeling. He raised his eyebrows and said coldly:
"Since you don't recognize my mother, why should I kneel down?"
"Hmph! I asked you to kneel down, not because you disrespect your elders. According to the laws of the Zhou Dynasty, it is strictly forbidden for generals to leave the camp without permission, otherwise they will be punished with a serious crime. As a general of the imperial court, you left the military camp without permission for your own personal gain and returned.
Coming to the capital is already a violation of the laws of the Zhou Dynasty. You still don’t kneel down!”
Fang Yun heard that he didn't leave home, but he even knew that he was a general of the imperial court. He became more and more sure that there was someone causing trouble behind this. However, he was not afraid.
"Hmph! When it comes to violating imperial laws, you must be punished first!!"
Fang Yun stared at his grandfather, his eyes like swords.
This statement immediately stirred up a stir. Liu Zhengxun's expression suddenly changed and he angrily shouted: "You are outrageous!"