The heavens started from Dafeng to beat people up
Chapter 112 Talking About Me To My Face
Chapter 112 Talking About Me To My Face
Chu Linyang slandered in his heart, and continued to persuade: "Brother Chu, this dispute between heaven and man has been a matter between the two sects of Taoism since ancient times. Just tap until it's all right."
"Brother Wei, needless to say, since Chu will fight on behalf of Renzong, he will do his best. Perhaps Brother Wei can try to persuade Li Miaozhen to give up this discussion, and I am naturally happy to see it succeed."
Chu Yuanzhen waved his hand to interrupt Chu Linyang's continued persuasion, there was obviously no room for discussion on this matter.
The corner of Chu Linyang's mouth curled up. He never thought that he could persuade Chu Yuanzhen so easily, but now that he has exhausted his good words, don't blame him for not talking about martial arts after that.
At this time, after the opening rounds of pushing cups and changing glasses, the atmosphere on the scene was already in full swing, with laughter and laughter one after another.
The next activity is the drinking order, and the oiran Xiaoya is in charge of acting as the ordering officer. From matching pairs to poetry solitaire, the adults had a great time playing.
But Chu Linyang only cared about drinking by himself, and when others urged him to say that he was not good at poetry, he didn't pay much attention to them.
Even No. [-] Chu Yuanzhen came to persuade him with kind words, persuading him to have fun with everyone, they are all his own people, and they are not afraid of making a fool of themselves.He was also rejected by Chu Linyang with a smile, and then everyone completely regarded him as a transparent person, and was disgusted by everyone.
There was even an extremely ordinary-looking person whispering to the oiran next to him, saying that Chu Linyang had such a good skin for nothing, but he didn't expect it to be an embroidered pillow filled with straw bags.
Chu Linyang turned a deaf ear, sat at the table, and continued to drink, until finally even the oiran around him got up and left their seats to join the fun in the arena.
But Chu Linyang was unmoved, silent as if he was an outsider watching a lively drama.
After a while, the Poetry Solitaire event ended, and everyone present took a break amidst the lively chatting and laughing, but there were still a few people who still had something to say, talking loudly:
"Gentlemen, gentlemen, a stele of precepts has been erected at the gates of the major yamen in the capital recently, everyone knows about it!" said a man with a pale face who did not need the attire of a rich man.
In fact, he is a doctor who holds real power in one of the six departments, and he can be said to be a high-ranking and powerful doctor.
And what he was talking about was a recent major event that caused a sensation in the capital and even the entire Dafeng.Emperor Yuan Jing decreed this matter, the six ministries responded quickly, and the governments at all levels below actively cooperated in the implementation, which has become a classic example of good governance and harmonious people.
That is to erect a stele of precepts at all levels of administrative agencies in Dafeng, that is, at the gate of the Yamen. The four sentences of precepts on the stele have aroused great repercussions among officials and literati, and even people everywhere are vying for it. Discuss and applaud.
At this time, the potbellied official stood up happily, and said excitedly:
"Of course I know, when it comes to the capital, the Great Fengdu has already stopped. Let me tell you, according to reliable sources, this incident has even spread to the three countries in the Northeast, and it has also caused a huge sensation!"
No matter the officials or oirans present, they all talked enthusiastically about the inscription on the stone ring that has become popular recently.
Chu Linyang smiled helplessly in the corner, he didn't expect this poem to be counted on his head.
Because he knew that some people in the prisoner's yamen knew that the poem was originally from Xu Qi'an's side, and he thought that Wei Yuan would help Xu Qi'an to rectify his name, but he didn't expect the prisoner to be peaceful.
Xu Qi'an copied everything himself, and of course it is impossible to make a fuss all over the world, besides, he doesn't care about a single poem.
So the misunderstanding arises like this.
And Chu Yuanzhen, who is the leader here, was originally the number one scholar, and ordinary poetry is not in his eyes. He has not heard of any Jieshi inscriptions recently, so he just smiled and nodded.
I don't know it's because he has been traveling all over the rivers and lakes, and the news is a bit behind.In addition, no matter how good the Jieshi inscription is, it is indeed similar to ordinary poems to people in the Jianghu, so it did not spread to his ears.
At this time, in the eyes of everyone, the middle-aged man with a goat beard came to the field with a smile, looked around and then straightened his expression, reciting word by word:
"Er Shi Erlu."
"The fat of the people, the ointment of the people."
"The common people are easy to abuse."
"God is hard to bully!"
After the recitation was over, his face had already turned red. Presumably, such a righteous recitation made his already ruthless and indifferent heart instantly become extremely passionate.
"Good poetry! It should be clear!"
Chu Yuanzheng Chu Zhuangyuan couldn't hide his excitement, praised loudly, suddenly grabbed the wine jug on the case, and directly mouthed a big drink, most of the jug of wine was directly swallowed by him, it was extremely hearty.
At this time, the atmosphere became even more intense. The girls of the Jiaofang Division always favored talented men, and their chests were already filled with excitement and excitement.
Seeing this, Huakui Xiaoya quickly grabbed the topic, and said crisply: "This poem is excellent, and the author is even more talented. I heard that this poem was written by the son of the Marquis of Wu'an when he passed by Qingzhou. Can any of you adults understand the meaning of the little girl's poem?" Confused?"
After talking about looking around with full of anticipation, I have to say that the oiran of the Jiaofang Division in Beijing is very shrewd and capable. He intentionally raised questions and let the officials and gentlemen present get a full sense of showing off after answering. Grasp that is too in place.
The paunchy official answered first: "Actually, many people know about this matter. Since Mrs. Xiaoya has doubts, let me talk about it here again. The son of Marquis Wu'an, surnamed Chu, was named Linyang. He was sent by the imperial court to be the governor of Yunzhou. Part of the team."
"And when the team arrived in Qingzhou, at the welcome banquet held by the chief envoy of Qingzhou, facing the officials of all sizes in Qingzhou, Chu Linyang took seven steps on the spot and wrote this peerless poem destined to be passed down through the ages! It shocked the audience , and the next day, four lines of poems warning all officials were engraved on the steles in the front yards of various yamen in Qingzhou."
There is no lack of admiration for Chu Linyang's poetic talent in his tone, and even more admiration for the spirit expressed in his poems.
Suddenly his words became somewhat indignant, "However, that old man Yang Gong is so shameless that he even engraved his own name on it. What does this have to do with him? What's the 'forgetful friendship'? Pooh, I'm really ashamed to be with you!"
He picked up the wine bowl and took a sip, maybe he calmed down, and finally he did not forget to flatter the protagonist Chu Yuanzhen: "It's a pity that the son of Marquis Wu'an is not here today, otherwise he will definitely let him see the talent of our number one scholar."
Chu Yuanzhen waved his hand casually, and said, "Chu Shizi is so talented, I really want to get to know him, not for the sake of comparison, but to make friends."
At this time, another official said: "The four lines of poems on the stele are really extraordinary, but you don't know, the poem "Ten Miles of Pinghu Meets Gu Xinran" a while ago is also a masterpiece of Chu Shizi!"
"Is it 'looking at the moon and protecting each other, only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals'!"
Even Miss Fuxiang, who had been staying close to everyone today, couldn't help but exclaimed.
(End of this chapter)
Chu Linyang slandered in his heart, and continued to persuade: "Brother Chu, this dispute between heaven and man has been a matter between the two sects of Taoism since ancient times. Just tap until it's all right."
"Brother Wei, needless to say, since Chu will fight on behalf of Renzong, he will do his best. Perhaps Brother Wei can try to persuade Li Miaozhen to give up this discussion, and I am naturally happy to see it succeed."
Chu Yuanzhen waved his hand to interrupt Chu Linyang's continued persuasion, there was obviously no room for discussion on this matter.
The corner of Chu Linyang's mouth curled up. He never thought that he could persuade Chu Yuanzhen so easily, but now that he has exhausted his good words, don't blame him for not talking about martial arts after that.
At this time, after the opening rounds of pushing cups and changing glasses, the atmosphere on the scene was already in full swing, with laughter and laughter one after another.
The next activity is the drinking order, and the oiran Xiaoya is in charge of acting as the ordering officer. From matching pairs to poetry solitaire, the adults had a great time playing.
But Chu Linyang only cared about drinking by himself, and when others urged him to say that he was not good at poetry, he didn't pay much attention to them.
Even No. [-] Chu Yuanzhen came to persuade him with kind words, persuading him to have fun with everyone, they are all his own people, and they are not afraid of making a fool of themselves.He was also rejected by Chu Linyang with a smile, and then everyone completely regarded him as a transparent person, and was disgusted by everyone.
There was even an extremely ordinary-looking person whispering to the oiran next to him, saying that Chu Linyang had such a good skin for nothing, but he didn't expect it to be an embroidered pillow filled with straw bags.
Chu Linyang turned a deaf ear, sat at the table, and continued to drink, until finally even the oiran around him got up and left their seats to join the fun in the arena.
But Chu Linyang was unmoved, silent as if he was an outsider watching a lively drama.
After a while, the Poetry Solitaire event ended, and everyone present took a break amidst the lively chatting and laughing, but there were still a few people who still had something to say, talking loudly:
"Gentlemen, gentlemen, a stele of precepts has been erected at the gates of the major yamen in the capital recently, everyone knows about it!" said a man with a pale face who did not need the attire of a rich man.
In fact, he is a doctor who holds real power in one of the six departments, and he can be said to be a high-ranking and powerful doctor.
And what he was talking about was a recent major event that caused a sensation in the capital and even the entire Dafeng.Emperor Yuan Jing decreed this matter, the six ministries responded quickly, and the governments at all levels below actively cooperated in the implementation, which has become a classic example of good governance and harmonious people.
That is to erect a stele of precepts at all levels of administrative agencies in Dafeng, that is, at the gate of the Yamen. The four sentences of precepts on the stele have aroused great repercussions among officials and literati, and even people everywhere are vying for it. Discuss and applaud.
At this time, the potbellied official stood up happily, and said excitedly:
"Of course I know, when it comes to the capital, the Great Fengdu has already stopped. Let me tell you, according to reliable sources, this incident has even spread to the three countries in the Northeast, and it has also caused a huge sensation!"
No matter the officials or oirans present, they all talked enthusiastically about the inscription on the stone ring that has become popular recently.
Chu Linyang smiled helplessly in the corner, he didn't expect this poem to be counted on his head.
Because he knew that some people in the prisoner's yamen knew that the poem was originally from Xu Qi'an's side, and he thought that Wei Yuan would help Xu Qi'an to rectify his name, but he didn't expect the prisoner to be peaceful.
Xu Qi'an copied everything himself, and of course it is impossible to make a fuss all over the world, besides, he doesn't care about a single poem.
So the misunderstanding arises like this.
And Chu Yuanzhen, who is the leader here, was originally the number one scholar, and ordinary poetry is not in his eyes. He has not heard of any Jieshi inscriptions recently, so he just smiled and nodded.
I don't know it's because he has been traveling all over the rivers and lakes, and the news is a bit behind.In addition, no matter how good the Jieshi inscription is, it is indeed similar to ordinary poems to people in the Jianghu, so it did not spread to his ears.
At this time, in the eyes of everyone, the middle-aged man with a goat beard came to the field with a smile, looked around and then straightened his expression, reciting word by word:
"Er Shi Erlu."
"The fat of the people, the ointment of the people."
"The common people are easy to abuse."
"God is hard to bully!"
After the recitation was over, his face had already turned red. Presumably, such a righteous recitation made his already ruthless and indifferent heart instantly become extremely passionate.
"Good poetry! It should be clear!"
Chu Yuanzheng Chu Zhuangyuan couldn't hide his excitement, praised loudly, suddenly grabbed the wine jug on the case, and directly mouthed a big drink, most of the jug of wine was directly swallowed by him, it was extremely hearty.
At this time, the atmosphere became even more intense. The girls of the Jiaofang Division always favored talented men, and their chests were already filled with excitement and excitement.
Seeing this, Huakui Xiaoya quickly grabbed the topic, and said crisply: "This poem is excellent, and the author is even more talented. I heard that this poem was written by the son of the Marquis of Wu'an when he passed by Qingzhou. Can any of you adults understand the meaning of the little girl's poem?" Confused?"
After talking about looking around with full of anticipation, I have to say that the oiran of the Jiaofang Division in Beijing is very shrewd and capable. He intentionally raised questions and let the officials and gentlemen present get a full sense of showing off after answering. Grasp that is too in place.
The paunchy official answered first: "Actually, many people know about this matter. Since Mrs. Xiaoya has doubts, let me talk about it here again. The son of Marquis Wu'an, surnamed Chu, was named Linyang. He was sent by the imperial court to be the governor of Yunzhou. Part of the team."
"And when the team arrived in Qingzhou, at the welcome banquet held by the chief envoy of Qingzhou, facing the officials of all sizes in Qingzhou, Chu Linyang took seven steps on the spot and wrote this peerless poem destined to be passed down through the ages! It shocked the audience , and the next day, four lines of poems warning all officials were engraved on the steles in the front yards of various yamen in Qingzhou."
There is no lack of admiration for Chu Linyang's poetic talent in his tone, and even more admiration for the spirit expressed in his poems.
Suddenly his words became somewhat indignant, "However, that old man Yang Gong is so shameless that he even engraved his own name on it. What does this have to do with him? What's the 'forgetful friendship'? Pooh, I'm really ashamed to be with you!"
He picked up the wine bowl and took a sip, maybe he calmed down, and finally he did not forget to flatter the protagonist Chu Yuanzhen: "It's a pity that the son of Marquis Wu'an is not here today, otherwise he will definitely let him see the talent of our number one scholar."
Chu Yuanzhen waved his hand casually, and said, "Chu Shizi is so talented, I really want to get to know him, not for the sake of comparison, but to make friends."
At this time, another official said: "The four lines of poems on the stele are really extraordinary, but you don't know, the poem "Ten Miles of Pinghu Meets Gu Xinran" a while ago is also a masterpiece of Chu Shizi!"
"Is it 'looking at the moon and protecting each other, only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals'!"
Even Miss Fuxiang, who had been staying close to everyone today, couldn't help but exclaimed.
(End of this chapter)
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