Chapter 596: Erlang Worships the Prime Minister

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and Fang Zhanyan smiled: "To Yang Fan, the old-timer is a respected elder, how can he tease the younger generation with words. ”

The white-haired old man was slightly stunned and asked, "Why did the old man tease you?" ”

Yang Fan said: "A country boy, his mother asked him to go and go to hunt pigweed and come back to feed the pigs, he came back with a basket of pigweed, and played with a bunch of mud by the way, can't you just say that he only had a ball of mud when he went out, right?" In the same way, the younger generation never said that reading is with mud, but that readers chant poems all day long, but instead abandon their main business, which is forgetting to beat pigweed and only caring about mud. ”

The white-haired old man raised his eyebrows and said, "There is a difference?" ”

Yang Fan said: "There is a difference! What a difference! To say that the role of this poetry is like the pre-war order of a large army, the military song during the war, and the eulogy after victory...... Hehe.

It is not allowed to be used when the official is in charge of the country, it is not allowed to be used when the court of his subordinates plays the right game, and it is not allowed to be used when the Taishi Gong records history. Even when the younger generation is considered by the elders here, it is not allowed to be used between questions and answers. What is the mud when the predecessors thought it wasn't pigweed? ”

The old man was slightly angry and said, "Today's birthday of Gong Li, the hall is full of joy, and the guests are like clouds." Erlang Keken and a pile of mud, Bo Li Gong is happy? ”

Although people who read poetry intensively are good at writing poems, it is not easy for them to make a poem in a moment, not to mention that Yang Fan's performance is obviously not good at poetry, in the final analysis, this old man still thinks that Yang Fan's contemptuous attitude towards poetry is because he is not good at poetry, and he doesn't want to be embarrassed in front of those families, so he pretends to be arrogant, so he still wants to embarrass him and cut his arrogance.

After the old man finished speaking, there was someone who appreciated Yang Fan more, and he felt that it was a little inappropriate to let Yang Fan lose face in front of so many people. Although Li Mubai also wanted to teach Yang Fan a lesson. But I don't want him to lose face in front of so many people. However, the person who asked the question was the master of the Zheng family in Xingyang, and as the master and Yang Fan's recommender, he was not too partial, so he threw a look at Dugu Yu and asked him to relieve Yang Fan.

Dugu Yu understood, coughed hurriedly, and first found the steps for Yang Fan and said, "All of you here are elders and seniors. Erlang doesn't have to be nervous, just chant a few lines of poetry and invite the seniors to taste it. Erlang is good at military affairs, good at civil governance, and knows the science of scheming and power change, so his skills are already extraordinary. Human energy is limited, and if you are not good at poetry, it is nothing. Hehe......"

After Zheng Lao spoke, Yang Fan lowered his head and was silent, after Dugu Yu finished speaking for him, Yang Fan still didn't speak, just lowered his head and pondered, and then everyone's eyes were focused on him, and they were curious: "Could it be ...... Yang Fan really wants to be with a ball of mud? ”

After a while, Yang Fan slowly raised his head. He smiled at Zheng Lao. said: "The elders have a life, how dare the younger generations refuse." So. The younger generation is on top of this longevity hall and a ball of mud, but if you can coax the birthday star to laugh, it can be regarded as doing a part of the younger generation's heart. ”

Everyone looked surprised when they heard this, could it be that this Yang Fan really knew how to compose poetry? Can you really make a poem in such a short time? In such a short period of time, it is not easy to make a limerick poem that is in line with the rhyme and the situation, but I don't know what kind of poem Yang Erlang, who compares the bard to mud, will make.

For a while, all the patriarchs held their breath, ready to take a look at Yang Fan and the mud that came out.

Ning Ke looked at Yang Fan intently, and his expression showed a slight hint of nervousness.

Yang Fan derogated writing poetry to mud, so it was nothing if he couldn't make good poems, anyway, he said that it was mud, and it was common for him to have no attainments in this knowledge, but Ning Ke rarely cared about a person, and Yang Fan was one of the few, of course she still hoped that Yang Fan could be beautiful, and it was inevitable that she would be nervous for him.

Yang Fan said: "Since the seniors of Zheng have a topic, the younger generations will make a song of seven laws to praise the grand occasion of Li Zhai's birthday today." ”

Zheng Lao was also a little surprised, and he looked down on him, and said in a deep voice: "Listen up!" ”

Yang Fan raised his eyes and looked around, obviously looking for materials.

His eyes swept slightly from the twelve screens of carved red sandalwood on the opposite side, and then looked at the incense porcelain stove placed on the small table in the corner of the wall, zuihou fixed on the red felt in front of the hall, before Yang Fan came here, there was just a dance 'green waist' here, and there was a red flower left by the temples of the kabuki dancer on the red felt in front of the hall.

Yang Fan smiled slightly, raised the feather bud shaped like a half-moon, and groaned in a loud voice: "The painting screen is deep in the light of the clouds, and Luo Qihua flies to the white jade hall." The silver wine is poured into the fishtail, and the golden furnace is full of duck heart fragrance. Gently shake the green water frog moth, and touch the red silk wrist wildly. Today, Enrong Xu listened to it together, and he was drunk for a thousand years. ”

Quiet, very quiet.

The hall is full of the heads of various families and important elders, all full of poetry and books, Yang Fan's poem is not a shocking work, but also definitely a masterpiece in the birthday feast poem, should be the situation, full of wealth, the happy and peaceful atmosphere of the rich family is all described.

It is not easy to make such a poem in such a short period of time, and Yang Fan has repeatedly shown his disdain for poetry, obviously he has not spent much effort on learning before, so he can make such a good poem, especially his skills.

This strong contrast between attitude and achievement is the most amazing, everyone is waiting for him to come out with a pile of real mud, but he pinched out a clay figure with both form and spirit, so it seems that his previous posture is obviously not to make excuses for himself, but really disdainful.

A flash of surprise flashed in Ning Ke's eyes, Li Mubai's beard was halfway twisted and stopped there, and it took a while for a while to slowly go down, and a little smile appeared in his eyes when he looked at Yang Fan. After Yang Fan finished chanting this poem, he saw that no one responded for a long time, so he had to continue to finish the show and bow his hand to everyone: "Offer ugliness!" Ugly! ”

Yang Fan inherited the family education at an early age, especially after his father was demoted to Lingnan, he pinned all his hopes for reviving the family's reputation on this only son, and put more effort into his education.

Later, Yang Fan went overseas with his master, although his master was rough in appearance, and he was the head of the green forest in the past, but he was the son of the richest man in Yangzhou. When he wanted to fight for the world, he did not rely on unparalleled martial arts, but on his talent for economic prosperity and governing the world.

In the past few years overseas, the bearded guest has not instructed the junior apprentice's martial arts, but the culture and education are done by himself, and Yang Fan's literary talent is naturally not bad.

An old man snorted: "Gong is the head of virtue, and prudence is the foundation!" Young man, since you are good at composing poetry, when the sons of the families in the back garden invite you to recite poetry, no matter how disdainful you are in your heart, why not accept it at will? And why deliberately belittle and grandstand? It is necessary to know that the situation should not be arrogant, the anger should not be crazy, and the subtle retreat is the way of a humble gentleman. ”

Yang Fan arched his hand and said, "This elder is ......"

Dugu Yu replied for the old man: "This elder is Boling Cui Gong. ”

It turned out to be the Boling Cui family, so whether he was the owner of the Cui valve or an important elder of the Cui family, he was a very good character. Yang Fan said sincerely: "In front of the elders, do you dare to speak frankly? The younger generation does not mean to be grandstanding, but has such a view of the way of poetry.

The younger generation disdains it, so why hide their contempt. In today's church, if it weren't for the elders' request, the younger generations wouldn't have made this poem. If the world is peaceful, and the younger generation is from a high-ranking family, there is no need to worry about the country and the people, nor do they have to run around for food.

But now the four towns of Anxi have returned to our dynasty, and the four towns have been defeated, and the Tibetans and Turks have never forgotten to cut off my retreat and recapture Anxi; All kinds of turmoil in southern Xinjiang have been pacified now, but what is important is the next policies of the imperial court, otherwise the rebellion will rise again and become a catastrophe.

The cool officials in the court are rampant, and the elders not only know a lot about the affairs of the younger generations, but also know the tragic struggle between the younger generations and the cool officials. If this poem of the younger generations still enters the eyes of the elders, in the eyes of the younger generations, it is just a ball of mud that looks good, and it is really useless. ”

Cui Gong was about to speak, but Li Mubai already smiled and said: "Old man Cui, what you want to talk about with Erlang is the family and the country or the poetry and songs?" Are you going to persuade Erlang to immerse him in the way of poetry from now on, and become a generation of poets or poets or court officials? ”

Cui Gong was stunned for a moment, and then laughed dumbly. In this kind of thing, there is really no need for him to entangle with Yang Fan. In his heart, the most important thing is the inheritance of the family, the peace of the world, poetry and this kind of thing, he has not cared about it for many years, Li Mubai now likes to collect, he likes to travel in the mountains and rivers, if the big thing is needed, these good things can also be sacrificed at any time, Yang Fan does not value poetry, where does he care, why did he quarrel over this matter?

These elders were also open-minded, and as soon as they figured it out, they laughed it off. Cui Gong never mentioned poetry, but said with a straight face: "Erlang, do you know what we old men are going to see you today, what are they for?" ”

Yang Fan said with a smile: "The juniors speculated one or two, the seniors probably want to cultivate the juniors and serve the inheritance and existence of the family, right?" ”

There are no untrustworthy people in this room, even if someone is willing to betray others for good profits, but no one will betray themselves for good profits, and no one can pay enough price for the people in this room to betray anything, so Yang Fan is open and honest, without concealment.

Li Mubai smiled and said: "Erlang is a smart person, so the old man is not sloppy." As long as Erlang is willing to be used by us, we can provide all the resources to help you, and at the latest five years, let you become a waiter; In another ten years, he became a scholar. Another seven years, into the political hall! Before Fifty Years, you will be able to worship the Prime Minister, under one person, above ten thousand people, what do you think? ”

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