Chapter 12: Shame on oneself

It turns out that Miss Zhang, who can't figure out the way out, is a judge! Fan Hongdao asked the shopkeeper Wang a little angrily: "Why didn't you say such important news earlier?"

Don't blame Fan Hongdao for being angry, if he had known that Miss Zhang was a judge, why did he bother to deal with Miss Zhang just now? Women love to hold grudges, and they are all in control, but there is an extra variable in Miss Zhang!

"I didn't know that before. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "The shopkeeper Wang called Qu Dao," that is, when he was talking to the owner just now, he heard some meaning from the owner's mouth. ”

pressed Fan Hongdao and the shopkeeper Wang's broken thoughts, but said that the master Yang Chaofeng stood on the platform and said that he wanted to take another test, and the courtyard was quiet again.

Whether it was the reader who came to apply for the job, or a few shopkeepers, they all listened carefully to the new topic with bated breath. At this point, who can not understand, maybe this question can decide whether everyone will stay.

Yang Chaofeng said the title: "Today, all the gentlemen gathered in my Yang family, so that my Yang family is full of brilliance, so I will take this as the title and ask you to make a poem." ”

This is also a very common topic, which is not unusual, and everyone expected. The first question is to test the scriptures, the second question is to test the correct answers, and the third question is mostly to test the poems, which are all old routines.

Although these scholars in the courtyard are not necessarily profound, they have all read the Four Books and Five Classics and practiced articles and poems, so it is not a big problem to make a few poems according to the format. You don't have to expect much about this level and quality, it's probably only a little better than limerick.

Not long after, someone made a poem, shook his head and recited it. Later, others followed suit and dedicated their works to Yang Chaofeng, and in less than a stick of incense, there were seven or eight songs.

I can't write too long in a short time, it's all quatrains. The words used are also popular words such as autumn geese going to the day and Jia Peng will be at this time. But fortunately, everyone is half a catty, and no one is much stronger than the other, and the short man is just a general.

For a while, the courtyard was bustling again, you said I did a good job, I said you were wonderful, only one person was indifferent. But I saw Fan Hongdao standing in the shade of a tree, closing his eyes and recuperating, transcendent from the outside.

And the shopkeeper Wang is like an ant on a hot pot, circling around Fan Hongdao, how can this Fan Xiucai drop the chain at a critical moment? Everyone else has made the title poem, what does it mean that he is still motionless?

Shopkeeper Li caught a glimpse of Fan Hongdao, took a few steps closer, and asked, "Why is Friend Fan here alone?

Some people have already seen that Fan Hongdao is not pleasing to the eye, and they are also full of malicious sarcasm: "Fan Friend had a lot of amazing words before, but at this time, after the master's family came up with a poem title, Fan Friend didn't say a word, could it be that he responded to the saying that the mouth is sharp and the skin is thick and the belly is hollow?"

The bamboo shoots in the mountains have sharp mouths and thick skin and hollow stomachs, and everyone thought of this sentence, which triggered a gentle laughter. If Fan Hongdao could still be sharp before, but he couldn't do it when he wrote poems, then he could really deserve this sentence.

Fan Hongdao slowly opened his eyes, his face was gloomy, and he said with a smile: "I made a poem with my imagination, but this situation is not worthy of my poem, so I don't want to take it out, so as not to ruin your interest." ”

What does this mean? At first, everyone couldn't understand what Fan Hongdao wanted to express, and what did it mean to be in bad spirits? Yang Chaofeng was also pondering, is this Fan Hongdao a dead duck with a hard mouth, or is he going to pretend to be dead?

At this moment, a crisp voice came from inside the curtain of the hall door: "If you have the guts, read the poem out of the heart, I want to see what is not worthy!"

Fan Hongdao arched his hand to the hall in a chic manner, "The master's family has something to offer, do you dare to obey your fate?"

Then Fan Hongdao spoke softly, facing Yang Chaofeng, and read the first four sentences first: "Liangqiu Su Gaohui, place it in the south corner of the wine city." The guests Luo four feasts, and the carriages and horses fill the middle office. ”

Yang Chaofeng's cheeks twitched a few times, today's meeting, he just wanted to recruit a Mr. Xixi, and then there were seven or eight unambitious gentlemen who came to apply. may also be called an elegant collection, but where can it be called "the guest Luo Sifang, the carriage and the horse fill the middle office"?

After saying it, I really can't afford it, Yang Chaofeng thought. No matter how thick-skinned he is, he is embarrassed to say that this is called "Guest Luo Sifang, chariots and horses fill in the middle of the ya".

Fan Hongdao did not pause, and continued to read very smoothly: "The left and right are flowing from the left and right, and the lanterns are sparse. Qing Shang excited, and the Song of Solomon signed the more and more. The owner is more than a party, and the star ancestor is dry. Walking slowly to Wenxuan, the night is enjoying itself. ”

Yang Chaofeng didn't understand this poem, and could only hear a few words of Hua Deng and Song of Songs. But Yang Chaofeng guessed that he must have described the prosperous scene.

Looking at the simple courtyard wall of his house, as well as the old tree with a crooked neck, and then looking at the big pot of tea in the courtyard, Yang Chaofeng was suddenly ashamed. Alas, I knew that I should put some wine on the table, and then ask a team to play music, maybe I can still adapt to the situation a little.

However, after listening to this paragraph, the rest of the readers gradually imagined the scene of the elegant collection in the poem in their minds-

In the vast private confinement, an unprecedented gathering of literati was held. Huawu beautiful building, flowers, winding water, orchestral silk bamboo, beauty shuttle, wine and delicacies, three or five groups, the wine is in the wind, on the rights and wrongs of ancient and modern, forgetting the height of the world

Who doesn't yearn for such a life? But they can only dream in their imagination.

"I am alone, and my friends entertain me. There are many talents in a big country, and they are not different for thousands of miles. Fan Hongdao recited the last four sentences. If you say that you are writing the scene just now, the last four sentences are writing people.

When the scholars in the courtyard heard the last four sentences, they suddenly felt like waking up from a dream, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

They are just people who eat on the street and read books, and they may have praised each other to carry a sedan chair, but they still have self-knowledge. "A big country has many talents" is something they can't afford!

They have all been reduced to the point of showing their heads for the sake of 20 taels a year, and they dare to say that "a big country has many talents", isn't that a frog sitting in a well who does not measure his own strength? It makes people laugh when they say it!

The poem is full of flowers, but the reality is so cold, the courtyard is quiet for a while, and no one wants to speak.

After a while, Fan Hongdao sighed leisurely: "This is the elegant gathering of literati in the next imagination, and the work of the party is suitable for the occasion." ”

Then he looked around, and his expression became sad, "But the situation in front of me, what I can see, is really sorry, I really don't want to write mediocre poems for such a mediocre reality, I just want to be drunk and don't want to wake up!"

What is it? Fan Hongdao only said half a sentence, but everything was silent.

Anyway, others understand, why Fan Hongdao said before, "The scene in front of him is not worthy of his poems", why Fan Hongdao said "I'm afraid of bad interest". What he said is not wrong at all, it really doesn't deserve it, and it will even make people feel ashamed of themselves.

No one wanted to speak, only the shopkeeper Wang was secretly sneering. The witty shopkeeper Wang has already seen through everything, no matter what Fan Xiucai does, he is essentially pretending to be forced!

After others heard Fan Hongdao's poems, they felt that they were ashamed of themselves and did not deserve it, so wouldn't they be faintly ashamed of Fan Hongdao as well? This kind of trick of transferring psychological situations could not deceive him as the king's shopkeeper!

At this moment, someone in the curtain of the hall exclaimed, "Miss, why are you crying?" A sentence instantly attracted everyone's attention, and sure enough, a few sobs were faintly heard.

Fan Hongdao was speechless for a long time, he hated accidents the most! It's this Miss Zhang again, crying about your size, what kind of limelight are you stealing?