Drunkenly Resting Head Against Rivers and Mountains Chapter 596: 2 Lang Baixiang

Yang Fan froze for a moment, thinking for a moment, Fang Zhanyan smiled and said: "For the Yang Fan, the old senior is a respectable elder, how can he make fun of the younger by words."

The white-haired old man was slightly stunned and asked, "How did the old man tease you?"

Yang Fan said: "A country boy, his mother told him to go to play pigweed and come back to feed the pigs. He hit a basket of pigweed and came back to play with a pile of mud. Is it a mud? The same reason, the younger generation never said that reading is to be mud, but that the readers are singing poems all over the world, but they have abandoned their main business. This is to forget to play hogweed and just focus on mud. "

The white-haired old man raised his eyebrows and said, "Is there a difference?"

Yang Fan said: "There is a difference! There is a big difference! The scholars study, they learn knowledge, reason, and wisdom. To say that the role of the poetry in this poem is like an order before an army. , The military song in the war, the tribute to victory, the icing on the cake, nothing ......... Ha ha.

It should not be used when it is the first dynasty of the country, the Imperial Court should not be used when it is right, and it should not be used when Taishigong records history. Even the juniors are not allowed to use it during the question and answer period when they are considered by the elders here. What did the predecessors think it wasn't the mud to fight hogweed? "

The old man was slightly angry, and said: "Today Li Gong is blamed, the house is full of joy, and the guests are like clouds. Erlang Keken and the last pile of mud, is Bo Li Gong happy?"

People who are good at reading poetry books are good at writing poetry, but it is not easy to let them do a poem in a moment, not to mention Yang Fan's performance is obviously not good at poetry, in the final analysis The old man still thinks that Yang Fan's contemptuous attitude towards poetry is because he is not good at poetry, and he doesn't want to be embarrassed in front of the family, so he is pretentious, so he still wants to embarrass him and cut his arrogance.

The old man finished, and those who appreciate Yang Fan felt that it was not appropriate to make Yang Fan embarrassed in front of so many people. Although Li Mubai also wanted to teach Yang Fan, he did n’t want to let him lose face in front of so many people, but the person in question was the master of Rongyang Zheng, he was the host and the sponsor of Yang Fan, but it was not too biased. , He lost his glance at Du Guyu and let him make a siege for Yang Fan.

Duoyuyu met, busy coughs, first find a stairway for Yang Fan: "The elders here are seniors, Jiro, do n’t have to be nervous, feel free to sing a few poems and ask the seniors to taste it. Erlang is good at military , Who is good at the rule of art, and is also proficient in the study of conspiracy, such a skill is already extraordinary. People have limited energy, and if they are not good at poetry, it is nothing, hehe ... "

After Mr. Zheng only talked, Yang Fan bowed his head and said nothing. Du Guyu said that Yang Fan still didn't speak after his words for the round, but he bowed his head and Shen En, and everyone's eyes focused on him. Curious in my heart: "Can it be ..., Yang Fan really want to get on with the last mud?"

After a moment, Yang Fan slowly raised his head and smiled to Zheng Laohuan, saying, "The elders are destined to dare to quit. Then the juniors are on this birthday hall and on the mud, but please The courage to make Shou Xing smile, can be regarded as a dedication to the juniors. "

Everyone heard a surprised look. Do you think Yang Fan can really write poetry? Can you really make a poem in such a short time? It's not easy to make a poem that fits the rhythm and adapts to the situation in such a short time, but I don't know what Yang Erlang, who compares the poetry to the mud, will make a poem.

For a while, all parents of the world held their breath and prepared to see the mud of Yang Fan and out.

Ning Ke looked at Yang Fan intently, and there was a slight tension in his expression.

Yang Fan is a metaphor for writing poems and mud, then he ca n’t make good poems, it ’s nothing. Anyway, he said that it ’s mud, and he ’s not very good at this knowledge. She rarely cares about a person, and Yang Fan is just one of those few. Of course, she still hopes that Yang Fan will be beautiful, and this will inevitably make him nervous.

Yang Fan said: "Since Senior Senior Zheng has a problem, the younger generation will make a seven-word speech and praise the grand occasion of Li Zhaishou ’s birthday today."

Lao Zheng also had some surprises, and he contemptuously said, Shen Sheng said: "Tear your ears!"

Yang Fan looked around, apparently looking for materials.

His sight money swept slightly from the twelve screens of the carved rosewood opposite, and then looked at the scented porcelain furnace placed on the corner table, and finally set it on the square red felt in front of the hall. Yang Fan came Prior to this, there was just a dance of 'Green Waist' in front of the red felt in the front of the hall. There was a red temple flower left by the kabuki dancer.

Yang Fan smiled slightly, lifted up the half-moon-shaped featherboard, and chanted: "The painting screen is deeply covered by the Ruiyun light, and Luo Qihua is flying to the white jade hall. Shake the green water moth gently, touch the red silk Hao wrist madly, today Enrong Xu Tong listens, and indulge in a thousand muscles. "

Quiet, very quiet.

Hall is home to the elders and important elders of every family, all of them read poetry books, this poem Yang Fan is not a shocking work, it is definitely a good work in Shouyan poems Ying Jing, full of wealth and wealth, the kind and joyful and peaceful atmosphere of the wealthy family are fully described.

It ’s already not easy to make such a seven-stroke song in such a short time, and Yang Fan has repeatedly expressed his disdain for poetry before. Obviously, he did n’t spend much effort on learning before. Then he can make such a good poem, especially his skill.

This strong contrast in attitude and achievements is the most amazing. Everyone is waiting for him and a pile of real mud, but he just made a clay figure who has both shape and spirit. It seems that his previous post was obviously not an excuse for being pretentious, but really disdainful.

Ning Ke's eyes suddenly flashed with a splendid appearance. Li Mubai's beard twisted halfway and stopped there. After a while, he slowly ran down and looked at Yang Fan's eyes with a smile. Yang Fan finished the poem, and after a long while no one answered, he had to continue to finish the show and arched his hands to everyone: "Consecrate the Ugly! Depict the Ugly!"

Yang Fan young family tutor, especially after his father was relegated to Lingnan, he put all his hopes of reviving his family on this only son, and was even more devoted to his education.

Later, Yang Fan went overseas with his master. Although his priest master Qiuqiang was rough and was the head of the green forest in the past, he was the son of the richest man in Yangzhou. Since childhood, he has invited famous teachers and professors. At that time, he wanted to contend for the world, not relying on the unparalleled martial arts, but the talents that filled the economy and governed the world.

Over the years, Qiu Shan has not pointed out the martial arts of the young apprentice Sun, but Wen Ao started it himself, and the literary skills of Yang Fan are naturally not bad.

An old man hummed: "Respect is the head of virtue, and prudence is the basis of action! Young people, you are good at writing poetry. When the family in the back garden invites you to sing poetry, no matter how disdainful you are in your heart, feel free to bear it. Why bother? Why should we deliberately depreciate and get favored by others? It should be noted that the situation is not to be bullied, not to be mad, and to be subdued, it is the way of a modest gentleman. "

Yang Fan Archery: "This elder is ..."

Du Guyu replied for the old man: "This elder is Boling Cui Gong."

turned out to be Boling Cui, so whether he is the master of the Cui valve or an important elder of the Cui family, it is a great character. Yang Fan sincerely said: "Don't dare to speak frankly in front of the elders? The juniors don't have a sensation of favor, but they do have such a view on the way of poetry.

The juniors disdain it, and why should they conceal their own slowness. In today's hall, if not requested by the elders, the juniors will not write this poem. If the world is peaceful and the juniors are born in a high-monk family, they do n’t have to worry about the country and the people, and they do n’t have to run around for stuttering.

But now Four Garrisons of Anxi has returned to my country. The four towns have been beaten down. Tubo and Turk have never stopped thinking of me to retreat and recapture Anxi; the various disturbances in southern Xinjiang are now calming down, but the important one is still Imperial Court. The various policies that have come down, otherwise, the rebellion will become a disaster.

Cool officials ran rampant in the middle of the dynasty. The elders knew very well about the juniors and presumably knew the tragic struggle between the juniors and the culprits. In front of all the major events concerning the national economy, the people ’s livelihood, and the world of the country, the poems and words are naturally a mess of mud. Too. If the poem of the junior still captures the eyes of the elders, it seems to the juniors that it is just a slug of good-looking mud, which is of little use. "

Cui Gong still has to talk, Li Mubai already smiled and said: "Cui old man, what do you want to talk to Erlang, is your country or the world of poetry? Are you planning to convince Erlang ~ IndoMTL.com ~ Let him from then on Be immersed in poetry and become a generation of poets or poets or Imperial Court officials? "

Cui Gong was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly laughed. This kind of thing, he really does not need to be entangled with Yang Fan. In his mind, the most important thing is the family heritage, the peace of the world, poetry, and other things. He has n’t cared about it for many years. Li Mubai now likes collecting, and he likes to travel around the mountains and waters. It can be sacrificed at any time. Yang Fan does not emphasize poetry. Where does he care about it, and why did he dispute it?

These elders are also open-minded. Once they figured it out, they laughed away. Cui Gong did not mention the poems, but said in a straight color: "Will Erlang know that we old men want to see you today, why?"

Yang Fan said with a smile instead of a smile: "The juniors speculate that one or two, the seniors probably want to cultivate the juniors, for the inheritance and existence of the family, right?"

There are no untrustworthy people in this room. Even if someone is willing to betray others for the benefit, no one will betray themselves for the benefit, and no one pays enough to make the people in this room betray anything. Therefore, Yang Fan is open and honest, without any cover.

Li Mubai smiled and said: "Yilang is a smart man, and the old man is not sloppy. As long as Erlang is willing to use it for us, we can provide all the resources to help you, at the latest five years, let you become Vice minister: another ten years, Shang Shu. Another seven years, I entered the political affairs hall! Before Pentecost, I was able to worship, under one person, over ten million people! Ha ha, give you a Yang Xianggong, how do you feel? "

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