Fang Yong's heart was empty, how could he know this? He didn't eat meat and vegetables, so he was dissatisfied, looking for trouble with the yacha, he had a child's degree, and he was sure that even the government servants didn't dare to do anything with him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I didn't know there was a shortage of food, so I ...... That's why I complained, thinking that someone had withheld food, and I was seeking justice for the victims......"

Fang Yong argued, looking at Mei Xueyan's face.

Mei Xueyan was angry when she saw them wasting food, she was an example of a literati, she could reprimand them, and she was also the head of the county government, and even had the right to punish troublemakers.

"I have never seen such a brazen person when eating white food."

The official said disdainfully, Fang Yong glared at him hatefully, and he didn't reply with shame in his heart. But the scholars around him were becoming more and more unhappy and indignant.

"We don't know that the county government is short of food, we just think that some errand people are filling their own pockets, and we literati are the backbone of a country and have the power to supervise officials."

"That's right, besides, we all have civil positions, and even the law stipulates that those who have civil positions can receive subsidized food from the government, which should be ours, we can eat if we want, and throw away if we want."

Mei Xueyan frowned, she didn't reprimand them, she only told them that the food in the government was in desperate short supply, and even the victims couldn't be supplied, but anyone with some conscience and reason would not mess around anymore, but she didn't want them to be stubborn.

Master Xu shook his head and sighed: "You can eat if you want, and throw it away if you want...... I don't believe that this kind of remark comes from the mouth of a literati in Jingguo. ”

"Hey, any of you who has the ability to be worshiped by the court can do the same, and you can't be less jealous."

"There are many literati and artists, if Jingguo is all this kind of waste who can only fight, it won't take a few years for the dynasty to overthrow."

Lin Saburo sneered, he couldn't sit still when he heard such words, and he just wanted to rush over and give a few punches to relieve his anger.

Mei Xueyan suddenly changed her words and asked, "Fang Yong, are all the students of your 'Yongju' Poetry Club all children?"

Fang Yong thought that she would not be held accountable, and she was happy in her heart, sure enough, Mei Mao was towards them, after all, they were all scholars, and they had studied in the same school, in the final analysis, they were their own people, and their interests were Mei Xueyan's interests.

"Yes, the 'Yongju' Poetry Club only accepts children, and we don't accept those who don't have a literary degree. They are all children who have been around for more than four years, and three of them were the heads of the case. ”

Fang Yong is very proud to say that he is quite famous for this 'Yongju' poetry club.

"Yongju, this Ju is the Ju character of Guan Guan Ju Dove?" Mei Xueyan asked again.

"That's right, Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the River Continent, My Fair Lady, Gentleman. By the word "Book of Songs", highlighting the elegance of the poetry club, although the members of our poetry club are only children, they are all talented people who are good at poetry. ”

"Why isn't there a showman? Several of you are the head of the case, since you are talents, you should have been admitted to Xiucai early in the past few years of teaching in the school, right? ”

"This ......"

"Because we don't care about those false names, what talents are asking for is nothing more than fame and fortune, we regard fame as dung, do not go with the world, and only treat wine as a song to enjoy life."

Mei Xueyan couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, her cheeks were so thick that she was hopeless, she was obviously not motivated, she showed off her fame if she had a little talent, and she was reduced to the point that she couldn't even eat, and she had to grab the porridge that the victims gave away, but she still had a hard mouth, and she boasted of being high-spirited.

"Do you have any poems to be published in the Poetry Newspaper? I'm just reading one or two. ”

"Uh......" The man was speechless, and said stubbornly, "The Poetry Newspaper has long been bought by those eunuchs, we disdain it, ordinary people want to be on the Poetry Newspaper, it is by luck, we are unlucky, otherwise the literary style is not inferior to the poems in the Poetry Newspaper." ”

"Huh, hahaha......"

Many people couldn't help but laugh out loud, saying that grapes were sour if they couldn't eat grapes, and they didn't have the ability to slander the "Poetry Newspaper" sourly. I'm afraid that if they really want to be able to write a poem, they will laugh from ear to ear when they sleep, and then run around to show off.

The man was a little annoyed and said, "What are you laughing at? When you are admitted to the children's school, you will laugh at me and wait, a group of ignorant people! ”

Mei Xueyan said to Fang Yong: "Since you love poetry, then I will make a poem for you."

"It's an honor for us to be able to have Mei Maocai to give poetry." Fang Yong was pleasantly surprised, "Quickly get a pen and paper to ......"

Fang Yong thought that this was Mei Xueyan's gift poem, and she could boast about it in the Poetry Society, and promote the reputation of the Poetry Society.

Master Xu also listened with pointed ears, and last time Mei Xueyan was in the court, she made three consecutive tricks that shocked four people, which made Zhou Zuoren and Li Yansong's treacherous plan collapse. Since then, Mei Xueyan has rarely written poems, and in today's situation, she can also make poems?

Since it's from her, it's definitely not bad.

"There's no need to waste pen and ink, it's just a five-word quatrain." Mei Xueyan then chanted loudly, "On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops fall into the soil. ”

"Hoeing Day Afternoon ......"

Master Xu followed silently, these two sentences are written about the scene of the farmer working in the field, the scorching sun is in the sky, and the sweat of the farmers is sprinkled on the ground.

"Who knows that Chinese food is hard work."

It is the poetry of compassion for agriculture that Li Shen made in the memory of his previous life, which is simple and easy to understand, catchy to read, and even three-year-old children are often on their lips, and the elders often use this poem to warn children to cherish food, every grain is hard-won.

“…… Every grain is hard. ”

Fang Yong's face was blue for a while, red for a while, and finally full of shame, cherish food, is there a simpler truth than this?

The quatrain is concise and concise, but it is like thunder, as if a loving parent is teaching a child.

"This is a quatrain, a unique sentence...... Master Xu said in surprise, "She doesn't do anything, and her export is a masterpiece that has been passed on all over the world, she is really talented." ”

Master Xu has witnessed her compose poems on the spot many times, and every time she will copy a copy after returning home, study the taste, and is already Mei Xueyan's most loyal supporter.

"You want to come to never work in the field, never sowed seedlings, watered grass and weeded, of course don't know that this grain of rice is not easy to come by, you are the pride of the sky, you have your own family support, there is the protection of the court, but a scoop and a food are taken from others, ask yourself, the court provides you with food and clothing, woodcutters, farmers and fishermen still know how to repay the kindness, you can contribute to the people of Jingguo? At this point, you can go back and ask, this truth can be understood by the young children in the family. ”

The troublesome scholars blushed with shame one by one, and they no longer looked arrogant with their heads down, and they couldn't stand being pointed at, and they fled one by one with oil on the soles of their feet.

"Thank you for your teachings, I'...... I am ashamed and take my leave. ”

Fang Yong also fled, and if he stayed here, he would be about to get into the cracks.