Chapter 9 Xia Qianjin

"Let me compose a poem?" , Lin Fu, who was dozing off, raised his head, a little crying and laughing. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info If I really let go of composing poetry, I won't scare you to death?

When he came today, he could have been calculated by Lin Shangshu.

Originally, I just planned to come here to see if there were any characters worthy of my attention among the students who took the same exam in the coming month. Hearing that he wanted to compose his own poems, Lin Fu waved his hand again and again, "I don't have the ability to do this, so please do it." ”

Everyone here is interested, and they can hear Lin Fu say not to do it, where is he willing to agree? Coupled with Jiangling's reputation for talent and learning, and Lin Fu's exquisite appearance, they all felt that he was stingy with teaching.

Everyone persuaded the poem again and again, and Lin Fu repeatedly refused. came and went, and I don't know where a sarcasm came out, "I also cowered when I wrote a poem, like a girl." ”

Jiang Ling's face changed as soon as he heard this, he had been pursuing Lin Yao for not a day or two, although he still couldn't figure out what status Lin Fu, the so-called younger brother of the Lin family, was in Lin Yao's heart and in Lin Shangshu's heart.

Just said that the three of them entered the venue of the Guozijian Jinghua Poetry Club together, and they had to play a role in maintaining the younger brother of the Lin family. Regardless of whether he is important in the Lin family or not, he may become a help for himself in pursuing Lin Yao in the future.

But everyone is a sentence and I are a sentence, noisy and tight, the person who spoke seems to have come prepared, and he couldn't find out who it was for a while, so he hurriedly played the round first, "The poem lies in the mood of the mood, Lin Gongzi only rushed to the capital this morning, I'm afraid I'm tired, you still chant it yourself." As he said this, his eyes had been observing Lin Fu's reaction.

Seeing that Lin Fu's face remained the same, Jiang Ling looked at his face, feeling that this person didn't know the depths, and he didn't know how he would react. When the noise of everyone was quiet, Lin Fu finally put down the cup in his hand and said slowly, "You will treat me as a woman." ”

When everyone heard this, they were immediately silent. In the eyes of all the scholars present, the heaviest words that can be said in the Jinghua Poetry Club of Guozijian are the two words of girls.

Everyone present is a well-educated person, if anyone dares to roll up their sleeves and scold Niang Xipi, they will definitely be looked down upon by everyone. So I didn't know who said it before, and the sentence like a girl was already very heavy.

Not only in this world, but also in the 21st century, people still think that calling men is an insult? I don't know what the theory is for this tacit assumption that men are better than women.

It's just that this method of agitation is so shoddy? Say I'm a girl, I'm going to recite 300 Tang poems to you like a monkey? Am I a little stupid?

Lin Fu really didn't want to, and he couldn't compete with them, these shrimp soldiers and crab generals who were waving their flags and shouting behind them directly ignored them.

This sentence that you can treat me as a woman is to make these stinky scholars who are not good at the level of poetry and literature but have a body of light literati fall into vain, and they can't use their strength.

But just when Lin Fu thought that this matter was revealed, he didn't think that his sentence could treat me as a woman and annoy other characters.

Xia Yu, the granddaughter of Xia Yan, the first assistant of the cabinet, was about to enter the Jinghua Poetry Society, and when she caught up with this scene, she felt very annoyed. This Jinghua Poetry Club is called the Poetry Club, so naturally it is to compose poems. Isn't it inexplicable that the poems of the first school Guozijian will be funny and refuse to compose poems?

Xia Tang also glanced down at him, and he was about to go to the "girls' area" where Lin Yao was, who knew that this uninteresting kid was illiterate, and he actually followed the pole to say that it was better to treat me as a woman. Is it really a daughter's family that is inferior to a man?

Xia Tang felt resentful about this incident, mainly because women were not allowed to participate in the imperial examination during the feudal period, and saw that many men who were not as talented as themselves had all been admitted to fame, and he had always regretted the identity of his daughter's family.

To sum up briefly, this Miss Xia Yuxia, who has been influenced by Xia Yan, the first assistant of the cabinet, over the years, is a lover of political literature. Unlike Lin Yao, he doesn't like poetry and painting, and prefers to be a political discussion poem of the current type, and he thinks that Fengyue poetry is very simple.

Therefore, when Miss Xia heard about the person opposite, she came to the poetry club to make a fun poem and pushed back and forth, and dared to let others treat him as a woman, is this not clear and looks down on her daughter's family? So he spoke out angrily and said sarcastically, "Are you a daughter who has nothing to do with your breasts?" ”

Yes, the belly and back are subject to the enemy.

Jiang Ling's eyes flashed with anger, and he said in his heart that this Miss Xia was really too much, as the eldest son of the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites of the Dynasty, he had already put on a posture to defend it, and everyone stopped talking.

She didn't give herself face like this, but after all, Lin Fu didn't do a good job in this matter, so it was not easy to deal with her. In a blink of an eye, Lin Fu looked leisurely again, but he believed this person for no reason, and felt that he should not have to make a move, this person must have a means.

Lin Fu really felt that these individuals were very boring, there was no 5,000-year-old classics, and the coming month was much more than the subset of scriptures and history to be tested in the poetry meeting. You must know that the Spring Festival Examination is equivalent to taking the graduate school examination, and these people are equivalent to running to a party a few days before the exam.

The reason why Lin Shangshu arranged for Lin Yao to take him to this poetry meeting is very simple, that is, to make him famous and grab a prize, and there are many reasons for going through the back door in his career in the future. But Lin Fu really felt that it was not necessarily interesting to make these poems with these sour literati who shook their heads and praised each other.

Lin Shangshu felt that Lin Fu didn't know what he should do, but in fact it was the opposite, he knew very well what he should do, because he knew too well what he should do, so he didn't care about these dispensable little reputations at all.

The name of the poem, when you throw poems and smash people in the future, you will always have fame, why bother to rush to show your hand like a performance, isn't it a monkey?

I do it when I want to, and I don't do it when I don't want to. Lin Fu took a leisurely sip of wine, he didn't know where this person came from, but the others knew clearly that this was the eldest lady of the first auxiliary family of the dynasty. Countless eyes around him were waiting for his next sentence.

But I saw him smile shyly and said shyly, "Then this young lady will treat me as a man." ”

Choked so much that Miss Xia couldn't say a word for a long time.

Jiang Ling was originally slightly angry, but he was almost laughed out loud by this unexpected answer.

Lin Fu said helplessly, "What you want to think of me has nothing to do with me, and you have your own opinions." Isn't it beautiful that everyone is harmonious? Why is it so unpleasant? ”

Hearing this, and looking at the sincere expression on Lin Fu's face, Jiang Ling finally couldn't help but take the lead in laughing. Many of the scholars in the field felt that the person in front of them was really a wonderful person, even if he didn't have poetry, it was quite interesting.

But with this smile, Miss Xia's situation was slightly embarrassing, and she was a little stubborn because of her family background and fame, but she still refused to give up.

After such a fuss, the gentle and elegant atmosphere of the entire poetry club suddenly disappeared, and there was a bit of the taste of the alleys.

Upstairs in the Guozijian, two distinguished figures watched quietly while drinking wine. Although the distance is not far, it is separated by a thin veil, so it is impossible to distinguish the faces of the two people downstairs.

"Interesting." , the eldest of them smiled thoughtfully and asked the person in front of him, "How did this benevolent and righteous person come to the poetry club, and even three or two lines of poetry are stingy to teach?" ”