Approaching the evening of the next day, Fang Yingwu did not return to his small dilapidated house to nibble on vegetable dumplings, but followed Ambassador Guangyouku to the courtyard of the management hall of the Buzheng Branch, where it is said that today's reward dinner was held.

In front of the lobby of the steward's hall, in this small courtyard where there are usually not many people, it was already full of more than 20 people at this time.

There are several warehouses under the Buzheng Division, and there must be more than 20 people. But tonight's banquet was attended only by the ambassadors of the warehouses and some of the officials.

These are all literate and hyphenated, and compared with Kuding Cangding, of course, they are considered cultural people with status, and they must be different.

After Fang Yingwu entered the courtyard, he looked around and was speechless.

There are no tables, no soft wooden chairs, only one broken mat per person, and then several people sit on the floor.

A number of clay pots were placed in the crowd, and in the pots were mixed wild vegetables of unknown raw materials. In addition, there is a bowl for each person, which can be used to hold wine.

This is the legendary banquet? Fang Yingwu knew that Yulin City was a newly built military town, and many places had not yet been perfected, and the conditions were very difficult, but he was still surprised by the hardships to this point.

There were not even the most basic tables, chairs and houses, and a group of people sat in the open air in the courtyard. Fang Yingwu has never participated in such a high-end banquet.

Then he understood. There are many people in Yulin City, not only the streets and alleys are narrow, but also the houses are not large, so it is not easy to find an event occasion.

Although there must be a regular place in the city that can accommodate dozens of people for banquets, it is by no means something that a group of warehouse officials can hope for, not to mention that the political branch is only a second-rate yamen with little influence in the military town of Yulin.

Of course, it's not without its highlights. In the corner of the yard. A few people lit a bonfire and roasted lamb there.

The smell of meat wafted from afar. Got into Fang Yingwu's nose and made his index finger move. Saliva is secreted irrepressibly.

He hadn't tasted roast lamb since he crossed over, and he didn't expect to encounter it when he was sent to the side plug if he could eat this delicacy tonight, it would be worth the trip.

Ambassador Sun saw that Fang Yingwu kept looking towards the corner, and secretly said in his heart, since this little brother Fang arrived in Guangyouku, he didn't seem to care about anything, as if he didn't eat the fireworks in the world, he also had desires.

There is no host house. There was no opening statement, and the "dinner" opened in a noisy atmosphere. After three bowls of wine in the group, a few mouthfuls of wild vegetables, and a little more laughing with each other, they began to divide the meat.

Fang Yingwu sat down with Ambassador Sun and the two officials of the library, and also got a small piece of mutton, although the portion was not large, but it was extremely tempting—you know, Fang Yingwu had been gnawing on the head of the nest for a month.

Smell the refreshing aroma. Looking at the oily caramelized pieces of meat, Fang Yingwu, who had been depressed for a long time, suddenly felt that he had come back to life, and was so moved that he wanted to cry.

He remembered the classic line of the classic protagonist from a classic movie - I want to eat meat! Now that he reads this line that he didn't know how many times he had laughed at the beginning, Fang Yingwu found that he could understand the mood of the protagonist.

After eating three times and dividing five by two. Fang Yingwu was stunned, and his intention was still unfinished. In my previous life, it was always enough to eat barbecue at night. However, it is available in limited quantities here.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly an old official came out of the crowd. He stood on the steps of the hall. shouted to the crowd: "The branch division yamen rewarded two sheep, and there are more people and less meat. If they are all distributed to the brothers, they will not be able to eat enough!

In the old man's opinion, these are all literate and hyphenated people, not big soldiers outside. Therefore, act according to the rules of the literati, everyone compares poetry, and I will judge! Whoever does a good job will give the sheep to which storehouse! ”

Awakened from the aftertaste of mutton, Fang Yingwu raised his eyes and looked at it, feeling that this old official was really vassally elegant, and the current chaotic scene could have anything to do with Wen Ya?

He couldn't help but ask Ambassador Sun in a low voice, "Who is this person?" ”

Ambassador Sun said: "This is an old man surnamed Zhou in the Yamen of the branch department, who usually deals with our warehouse a lot, and is quite fair.

This is more than poetry to win mutton, which is also an old practice he invented, and we have not won for five consecutive years. You said yesterday that you can compose poetry, but if you want to sell hard, it's up to you this year! ”

Fang Yingwu suddenly realized, no wonder Ambassador Sun suddenly asked if he could write poetry yesterday, it turned out to be for today's show.

Thinking of this, he chuckled disdainfully, if you want to compare poetry, don't say it here, what about Jiangnan and Jingshi?

Immediately, I heard someone ask, "Brother Zhou!" I don't know what the topic is? ”

That week, the old official surnamed announced the title, "Located in the side plug, take the side plug as the theme!" ”

The temptation of a sheep is great, and after hearing the question, the courtyard suddenly fell silent, and everyone scratched their ears and cheeks and pondered.

Fang Yingwu didn't rush to answer, holding the idea of being a preemptive strike, and slowly drank the wine in the bowl.

After a while, someone on the east side of the crowd shouted, "There is it, let's sacrifice the ugliness first!" Then he chanted aloud: "Autumn is not pleasant, the border city is too early and cold. I wear winter clothes in August, and the quilt freezes me! ”

"Good poetry!" Immediately, there were applause.

Fang Yingwu choked on a sip of wine and coughed violently again and again, this is also a good poem?

He has also participated in many large and small gatherings, and has heard a lot of poems to help the fun, but he has never heard such a level of poetry.

Fang Yingwu was stunned, and someone shouted: "It's also below, everyone listen to me!" Wild grasses grow everywhere, and the desert to the north is yellow. Yulin has only been built for five years, and the wind and sun are really vicissitudes! ”

There was another applause, even more enthusiastic than the applause just now, and it must have been heard even if it was two intersections away. Because this is the Seven Uniques, which is more than the Five Uniques, of course, it is more worthy of applause.

In Fang Yingwu's jaw-dropping, excellent poems appeared one after another, and seven or eight people in a row made poems on the spot.

The competition for mutton has entered a white-hot stage, and the atmosphere in the courtyard has become more enthusiastic, and the applause has been higher and higher.

Fang Yingwu tasted one "good poem" after another, and felt more and more that tonight's trip was worthwhile, and he had a deeper, more intuitive and more rational understanding of the human environment of the border town. If he strikes. It's too bullying

After that, no new poems were published, and the noise in the courtyard gradually subsided. The old official surnamed Zhou asked loudly: "Is there anything else?" Is there anything else? If that's all, I'll pick the best of them! ”

Ambassador Sun was sweating profusely. He stood up and shouted, "Wait! We have a wide library and haven't published poetry yet! ”

Old Servant Zhou was very familiar with the situation and asked rhetorically: "Didn't that one of you guys die of illness?" Does anyone else know poetry? ”

Ambassador Sun hurriedly dragged Fang Yingwu up, "We have a newcomer in the library!" Just sent in last month. ”

A newcomer who is being used as a secret weapon? Everyone looked at Fang Yingwu together.

For the sake of the fragrant mutton, Fang Yingwu also stood up and smiled confidently, "I have made a song of seven laws in the next, and I am willing to appreciate it with all you." ”

It turned out to be the legendary lyric poem! Everyone in the courtyard was in an uproar, and they could only make up a four-line quatrain, but they had to make a rhythmic poem. That's a lot of difficulty, especially the seven laws of fifty-six words!

With the format of the poem, you can also become a winner, could it be that this person is really the big dark horse tonight? What kind of good luck did Guangyouku go, how could he receive such high-end talents?

More far-sighted people have already thought that if Guangyouku uses this person every time in the future, how can other warehouses still have a chance to win?

Fang Yingwu stood with his hands in his hands, looked up at the moon, and slowly chanted rhythmically: "Yuguan frost is thin at the beginning of the clothes." Desert flat sand degree is simple. Go to Que a few times to meet the couple, looking at the hometown still prevents the geese from coming to the book. The flavor of the qusheng is close to the morom, and the feather guest is uneven. Manchanting Tao poems as yellow chrysanthemums, tired of traveling and finally relieving love. ”

This poem is out. But there was silence all around, and no one applauded.

Fang Yingwu was accustomed to speaking into poems, and the stars held the moon and praised all kinds of praises and surprises. At this time, I really feel that I am not getting the treatment I deserve,

What kind of taste is this, he can't help but sneer. While asking the old official surnamed Zhou, the referee tonight, "What does the old gentleman think?" ”

Old Servant Zhou stared at Fang Yingwu tightly for a long time and didn't speak, making Fang Yingwu confused. I don't understand what he's going to do.

Suddenly, Old Servant Zhou opened his mouth, pointed at Fang Yingwu like a halberd, and said to Fang Yingwu from afar: "Boy! Don't think I'm old and confused, you copied the poem, right? ”

When Fang Yingwu heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked! Fortunately, it was already dark, and others could not see Fang Yingwu's frightened expression clearly.

Can Fang Yingwu not be shocked, since he crossed over, although he copied a lot of poems from later generations for his own use, it is impossible for anyone to see through it.

But he never expected that the old official in this city would be able to point out the truth of his plagiarism by opening his mouth! Could it be that there is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger here, and you have met characters such as sweeping monks and monks?

Old Judge Zhou didn't wait for Fang Yingwu to ask rhetorical questions, and said, "Are you still not convinced?" Although I don't understand what you mean, I know how difficult it is to make a seven-rule poem in a short period of time!

This is almost the same as the exit into a chapter and a poem in seven steps, and people with this ability are at least show-talents, or show-talents in places like Jiangnan! How can it be in the warehouse? Everyone here is in the warehouse, who doesn't know how many pounds and taels people like us have, how much better can you be than us?

If you have the ability to open your mouth into the seven laws, or the seven laws that we don't understand, you would have gone to seek fame a long time ago, as for breaking the law and discipline so that you were assigned to the side? As for not being able to enter the guards, the general military office, and the governor's office, are you messing with us in the warehouse? ”

Old Official's logic is very good and powerful, and he seems to be impeccable. Fang Yingwu didn't know how to refute for a while, unless he gave up the idea of waiting for the opportunity in a low-key manner and revealed his origins.

Zuihou Zhou Lao waved his hand, "Whether you admit plagiarism or not, this poem is not counted anyway!" You have a lot of libraries to lead the sheep away with this head, that's impossible! ”

There were bursts of cheers below, and some people shouted, "Brother Zhou is wise!" ”

Fang Ying's eyes were about to pop out. He can see that others can't understand because of their low level, and if they don't understand, they can't distinguish between good and bad, and they can't distinguish between high and low; The second is that I don't believe that he has this ability!

If he can't even get the first place, where will his face be when his identity is revealed and the matter is reported in the future?

Thinking of this, Fang Yingwu said angrily: "Since the previous one is not counted, there is another one in the next one, take it out and participate in the comparison!" ”

Ambassador Sun also shouted: "Brother Zhou can't beat people to death with a stick!" ”

Old Servant Zhou replied to the other party: "Give you another chance." ”

Fang Yingwu thought about it, pinched his nose to hold back the feeling of vomiting, and made a crooked poem sarcastically: "The horse can't go to Yulin, and it is hard to guard the Great Wall." Our generation of literati is really sad, and they are all soldiers! ”

Old Servant Zhou was stunned, and sighed after a long time: "My generation of literati is really sad, and it looks like a soldier in the eyes This sentence has won the three flavors in the hearts of our people, and it has exhausted the suffering of the old man for 20 years. ”

Is that okay? Fang Yingwu was stunned, Old Servant Zhou was quite good at substitution.

Lamb is here! Ambassador Sun, who has failed for five consecutive years, shed tears of excitement, and Fang Yingwu is indeed a senior talent who can only produce one in ten years!

It is said that these four crooked poems were included in the "Fang Chun'an Anthology" a hundred years later, and they became a wonderful flower that made researchers puzzled - what kind of mentality did Fang Dacai have to write such rotten poems that are almost self-defiled? (To be continued.) )

PS: To answer two questions, yesterday I said that I threw away my job, not to resign, but to put aside the work at hand. Also, it's not that you don't need a monthly pass this month, but the update was not strong some time ago, and I'm embarrassed to ask for a monthly pass, so you can stay until the end of the month first, and then vote when I'm embarrassed to ask for a ticket!