Da Bong fights more people

Chapter 2 and Four

Emperor Yuan Jing looked at Wei Yuan, nodded and said, "What's the matter?"

Wei Yuan asked: "In the excerpts handed down by the chief envoy of Qingzhou, is it clear that this poem was written by the chief envoy Yang Gong?"

What does he mean by that?The old fritters in the officialdom have tasted clues.

Emperor Yuan Jing didn't answer, but asked instead: "What's the problem?"

The excerpt does not clearly say that the poem was written by Yang Gong, but the wording is as follows: Yang Gong ordered all the officials in Qingzhou to erect a stele and engrave an inscription to warn the world.

It's a clever way of phrasing it, neither ambiguous nor denying it.In Emperor Yuan Jing's view, this was the default.

"This poem was not written by Yang Gong, but by someone else. I feel that once this poem is circulated, it will surely become famous all over the world. Personally speaking, it is an opportunity to gain fame that cannot be found. It should not be monopolized by Yang Gong." Wei Yuan said.

"Oh? When did such a great talent emerge from Qingzhou?" Emperor Yuan Jing smiled, became interested, and stared at Wei Yuan: "However, how did you know?"

It wasn't Yang Gong's work, it was someone else Qingzhou indeed had more talents, it was the princes of the scientific research state who thought in their hearts, and following Emperor Yuan Jing's question, they turned their attention to Wei Yuan.

Everyone was wondering how Wei Yuan knew that this poem was not written by Yang Gong.

"Not from Qingzhou either." Wei Yuan shook his head.

Emperor Yuan Jing gave an "hmm" in a questioning tone.

"Moreover, I also know that this poem was not written in Qingzhou, it was published more than a month ago. It was not written by Qingzhou people either." Wei Yuan said again.

Now, all the ministers also gave a suspicious "hmm", and the one who said "this is the Dafeng poetry" questioned:

"Duke Wei, please don't play tricks in front of His Majesty."

Old troll, wear a hat when you open your mouth.

It came out more than a month ago, and it was not made by Qingzhou people. The keen-minded officials had a guess in their hearts.

For a moment, the faces of the princes became strange.

Wei Yuan glanced at Emperor Yuan Jing, whose expression suddenly sank, and said calmly, "This poem was written by Xu Qi'an, the Dagengren's yamen, and the original work is still displayed in the yamen. Heh, if you want to read it, I can borrow it. "

Sure enough, his low voice commented again:

"This kid is a great talent, it's a pity not to study."

"Hmph, then Xu Pingzhi is a vulgar martial artist with short-sightedness."

"Xu Qi'an, if he can enter the Guozijian, it would be great!"

At this time, even the princes of the court who don't like Xu Qi'an can't help but sigh with regret. If this kind of poet is a scholar, of course, the premise is that the scholar of the Imperial College, that would be great.

No one questioned Wei Yuan's lying, not even his political opponents.It is impossible for Wei Yuan to lie about this matter, and it is not necessary to lose his share.

The one in the middle of the matter looked embarrassed, bowed his head and kept a low profile.

Emperor Yuan Jing said "heh": "What do you mean by talking about this matter?"

Wei Yuan laughed and said, "Naturally, it's to help the subordinates to make a name for themselves."

Emperor Yuan Jing snorted coldly, but didn't say anything.

Although he didn't like Xu Qi'an, but as the Ninth Five-Year Master, he wouldn't hold on to a small gong.Besides, there are many people in the court who are not liked by Emperor Yuan Jing.

Of course, it is another matter for Xiao Tonggong to make a mistake, or to anger him.

Qingyun Mountain, Yunlu Academy.

A cloud goose flew from the sky, fluttered its wings and rushed straight to Qingyun Mountain, passing by courtyards and attics. In the exquisite small pavilion on the edge of the cliff, in the observation hall on the second floor, it was easily grasped by a hand. .

In the distortion of the clear light, Yunyan transformed into a delicately cut paper goose, lifelike.

"Yang Ziqian sent the book back." Li Mubai turned his head with a smile, and told the two great Confucian scholars who were talking in the room, the two stinky chess baskets.

Zhang Shen and Chen Tai were killing happily, without raising their heads, they asked casually, "What did you write?"

Li Mubai unfolded the letter paper and read it with a smile on his face. After a while, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and then his face gradually turned ferocious.

"Shameless, simply shameless!" Li Mubai suddenly grabbed the letter paper in his hand and roared:

"Old thief Yang Gong, brazen and shameless, he is a vain scholar. I, Li Mubai, am ashamed of him, ashamed of him."

The sudden roar startled Zhang Shen and Chen Tai, two great scholars.

"What's the matter? A letter from Ziqian can make you so angry?" Zhang Shen shook his head helplessly, mockingly said:

"Chunjing, you just have a bad temper, irritable and irritable, that's why you lost to Wei Yuan back then. Look at Wei Yuan, he has a calm chest and is as immobile as a mountain."

The Great Confucian Chen Tai shook his head: "Chun Jing's personality is indeed a bit impatient, please let me have a look."

Li Mubai was out of anger, his heart was filled with the color of lemons, he snorted angrily, and threw the letter paper onto the chessboard.

Zhang Shen reached out to pick it up and read it intently. Yang Gong and Yang Ziqian said in the letter that he received the governor's team in Qingzhou and met Xu Qi'an.

Yang Gong lavishly praised Xu Qi'an, calling him the No. 500 poetic talent in the [-]-year history of Dafeng. Zhang Shen felt that something was wrong when he boasted.

Looking further down, there is a poem:

You eat and you eat, and the people are fat and the people are anointed.The people are easy to abuse, but the sky is hard to bully——Xu Qi'an (Master Yang Gong)

The letter also said that this was rubbed down from the inscription.

The cliff wall vibrated violently, the gravel rolled, and the fresh air from the attic vibrated. The roars of Zhang Shen and Chen Tai resounded throughout the Yunlu Academy.

"The old thief Yang Gong is not worthy of being a teacher. This old man suggests kicking this thief out of Yunlu Academy."

"Just a farewell poem, this one belongs to him too? The old man refuses to accept it!!"

"I'm so pissed off, I'm so pissed off, he even wrote letters to show off"

After eating Yunzhou-style lunch at the post station, Xu Qi'an took a cold bath and was refreshed.

Returning to the room wearing a white undershirt, uncovering the lid of the pot, curls of green smoke floated up, transforming into a beauties who are overwhelmed by country and city, puffing out her cheeks:

"Stinky man!"

Xu Qi'an said helplessly: "I wanted to let you go, but now I have changed my mind."

Susu immediately changed her attitude and acted coquettishly: "Master~"

Xu Qi'an narrowed his eyes and examined her.