Fang Yingwu quickly glanced at the three people opposite, all of them were very young scholars, the eldest was in his early twenties, and the younger was eighteen or nineteen, so only impetuous young people would say that kind of thing in public.

He estimated that the clear-eyed scholar standing in the middle was Wang Wei's younger brother, because judging from the conversation just now, it was obvious that the other two were holding Wang Wei's younger brother and talking, which showed that Wang Wei's younger brother had the highest status, so the greatest possibility was to stand in the middle.

Fang Yingwu casually arched his hand to Wang Wei's younger brother, "Fang Yingwu in Xiahuaxi, who is Your Excellency?" ”

"Huaxi?" The three of them were puzzled, they had never heard of it.

Fang Yingwu also found that he had made a mistake in introducing himself, how did outsiders know what place Huaxi Village was? He changed his words again: "In Xia Chun'an, who is Your Excellency?" ”

The three of them suddenly realized that they were Chun'an people, no wonder they were sarcastically sarcastic just now, Chun'an people must help Shang Zhen speak.

The scholar in his early twenties in the middle only nodded: "Wang Quan in the Lower East Mountain." ”

This attitude was very arrogant and rude, and Fang Yingwu snorted coldly in retaliation: "I have never heard of where Dongshan is, and I have never heard of who Wang Quan is. ”

The other two people next to him were also about to introduce themselves, but Fang Yingwu raised his hand to stop him: "It's a nobody in the capital, and the rest of the pawns are probably even more unknown, so don't say it, I can't remember what I said anyway." ”

Wang Quan laughed angrily: "What kind of character from a small place, lonely and unheard of sitting in the well and watching the sky, I don't know that I am ridiculous." Did you write that poem? ”

Fang Yingwu sneered: "I have heard for a long time that Suzhou scholars are arrogant, and most of them are people with sharp mouths and thick skins and hollow stomachs, and I met Friend Wang today." It lives up to its name. I taught it in the next meeting! ”

recited again: "The first place in the southern capital, rampant ambition and heaven; The list of jealousy and hatred is on top. My aunt gossiped and said. At the bottom, I thought it might be exaggerated, but now it seems to be just right. ”

Wang Quan instead hahadaxiao. said magnificently: "Full of sour words, do you want to be rampant, do you have such capital?" I want to be rampant and I can't stop it! To understand the taste of the first place in Nandu, you are afraid that it will be difficult to understand in this life. ”

The two friends around him laughed together, arguing about fame, it is better to talk about grades, and only those who have grades are qualified.

Without the backing of achievements, you will only be ridiculed if you criticize others casually. If Wang Wei didn't have the confidence of the results of the two yuan plus Tanhua, of course the Wang family would not dare to discuss the fair. Others would not tolerate the attitude of the Wang family so much.

But Fang Yingwu scolded the Wang family for being rampant, in addition to the factor of the merchant minister's fellow villagers. So where is his own confidence?

In Wang Quan's eyes, although Fang Yingwu is extraordinary, he is dressed simply and shabby, not like a successful person, nor like a person from a wealthy family. Although there are strong men who look like sergeants behind them, these eighty percent know which local military attaché they have, let alone a no.

Therefore, Wang Quan has never taken Fang Yingwu in his eyes. The hegemony of words alone can be suppressed.

When the other party finished laughing, Fang Yingwu sighed and said lightly: "My father is secretive." ”

Fang Qingzhi? Wang Quan's smile stopped abruptly, he knew this person. Jiangsu and Zhejiang are close neighbors. The news is very smooth, and besides, Fang Qing had stayed in Suzhou for a period of time the year before, so he also has a bit of a reputation among Suzhou scholars. The arrogant little character in front of him is Xie Yuan's son?

Fang Yingwu sighed again. Zuihou still has to move out of his father to support the field. He's not a guy who likes to be a dad, but he really can't help it. In this world, the inheritance of fathers and sons is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the achievements of fathers are the capital of sons.

Before he had his own achievements. I had no choice but to support my face, not to mention the father of the protagonist with such a strong aura.

After figuring it out, Fang Yingwu ruthlessly carried out the spelling father to the end, and ridiculed: "It's true that you can't get Nanzhi Jieyuan, and I don't know what it's like to be the first in Nandu, you are not bad." However, my father is the leader of Zhejiang, and he is not much worse than you in the south.

But I won't feel that my father can't get the champion, and he won't be so arrogant in the township. My father's current department is only the fourth in the second class, and he can be content in his heart. ”

After saying that, he found that his heart was very happy, and he suddenly felt very understanding why his father was so diligent in his pursuit of fame, and even concentrated on the situation of the family almost to the point that he could hardly take care of the situation at home.

In these years, fame is hard power, and you can't be happy if you don't have the strength to slap your face, even if you have a lot of money and a lot of good land, you are still mentally weak. Slap in the face for a minute, ten years of work in the field, and I am honest.

The person next to him was not angry, and helped Wang Quan find face and said: "What is there to be proud of in front of Brother Wang, what is the fourth ratio of the second class to Huiyuan and Tanhua?" ”

"Oh?" Fang Yingwu thought about it seriously and said to Wang Quan: "Then Wang Tanhua is your father or your son?" ”

This is almost choking to death, Wang Quan's face turned blood-red, and he was almost about to raise his hand to grab Fang Yingwu and fight, but the nine-foot man was standing behind Fang Yingwu, and Wang Quan barely calmed down and stabilized.

Father and son inherit successively, it is normal for people to be precious for the father or the son for the father, and it is often said that Lao Tzu is a hero. But between brothers, the relationship is one level worse after all, not a separate house or a separate family, and it cannot be compared with the relationship between father and son.

Fang Yingwu can brag about his father unscrupulously and be proud of it, and even if he doesn't boast, he is unfilial. But Wang Quan and his brother Wang Wei are not in this kind of relationship, and boasting too much about his brother will only be seen as taking the opportunity to raise his value.

“hahahaha。” Fang Yingwu concluded: "Shang Xianggong returned to his hometown last year and passed by Suzhou Mansion, if you dare to come forward to question it, I will also say that you are righteous." But I haven't heard that you dare to question, you will only hide in the corner behind others and complain, this is what the sage said about the villain's relatives, I despise it very much! ”

The two gangs of people are arguing here, which has already alarmed the restaurant. At this moment, I saw a young man standing closely, wearing a satin robe and a Dongpo hat on his head, stepping forward, and said to Wang Quan and Fang Yingwu again and again: "Two friends, make money in harmony, for the sake of someone in Tang." Don't be vindictive in the shop! ”

Last name Don? Tang Yuanwai who opened a restaurant? Fang Yingwu's heart moved, and asked, "Your Excellency's surname?" ”

Tang Yuanwai is a businessman, so naturally he will not offend people in vain. He replied enthusiastically: "My surname is Tang, and my name is Guangde." I hope this friend will teach me a lot. ”

It turned out that he was Tang Bohu's father, Fang Yingwu smiled.

Tang Guangde has always liked to make friends with literati the most. Then he persuaded and said: "After the courtyard of Wangyuan Tower, hundreds of peonies were planted below. Recently, it was the season of peony withering, and last night a wind and rain blew all over the ground and fell flowers, which is the scenery of the poet.

How can I search my intestines and scrape my belly, but my talent is insufficient, and I can't write poems that meet the situation. Both of them are highly talented, if they can leave poems and ink, today's food and drink will be free. Counted as a treat under the table. ”

Thinking that this person was the famous Tang Bohu's father, Fang Yingwu gave face and said: "What's so difficult about this!" Bring pen and ink! ”

Wang Quan didn't look down on Tang Guangde, a market businessman, and didn't want to agree casually. But when he saw that Fang Yingwu agreed, he also became competitive, and also shouted: "Bring the pen!" ”

At this time, the Wuzhong faction gradually rose in the literary world, with famous scholars Shen Zhou, champion Wu Kuan, Wang Wei and others, and young and handsome people also emerged in endlessly, such as Zhu Yunming and others.

Wu Chinese, who have strong regional colors, sing and travel with each other a lot. Wang Quan is familiar with this and thinks he has attainments.

Besides, the poems pay attention to the romance and talent, not the structure of the law like the Baguwen, he doesn't believe that it can't compare to the old hat drilled out of the mountain village of Fang Yingwu. Fang just lost face. You have to get it back.

The shopkeeper hurriedly brought two pieces of pen, ink and paper and spread them on the table. Wang Quan personally polished the ink and worked hard to conceive it. As soon as he figured out the two smug beginnings, he subconsciously glanced at Fang Yingwu.

It doesn't matter. But I saw that Fang Yingwu pen walked the dragon and snake, and he had already brushed and brushed and wrote two or three crosses. Wang Quan was shocked. He hasn't written a word yet, but Fang Yingwu has already written two or three crosses, and the structure even seems to be a seven-law poem.

Not to mention the quality, doesn't this mean that one's talent is countless times slower than the object? Wang Quan thought of this, sweating anxiously, stunned for a while, and saw Fang Yingwu write two more lines of poetry in one breath without stopping.

Wang Quan was completely panicked, and he didn't care about looking at Fang Yingwu anymore, so he hurriedly picked up a pen and wrote it on paper, and it was also a poem of seven laws.

But even so, Wang Quan was still slower than Fang Yingwu after all, and when he finished writing the first two sentences, Fang Yingwu had already finished writing and stood there calmly admiring himself.

After Wang Quan finished writing in a hurry, he preemptively handed the paper to Tang Guangde. It's understandable that writing is slow for a while, after all, there is always a speed in thinking, and almost nothing is a big deal.

Tang Yuanwai first looked at Wang Quan's Mobao, and saw it: "It seems that the rain is falling one after another, and the red and purple are not alive." The beauty is far away from home, and the family line is deep in the spring. Why did you go while you were busy with butterflies, and asked difficult to say that the warbler was fake. Sullen thoughts, short dreams are vast and unclear. ”

"Good!" Tang Yuanwai shouted hello, and Wang Quan's two friends also applauded, and it was very rare to be able to write such a song of seven laws in a short period of time.

Fang Yingwu handed over his paper scroll, and Tang Yuanwai raised his eyes to look, "There is a pillow of a little wandering immortal in the window, and the intestines are broken." Bo was jealous of the wind and rain, and he was pitied by butterflies and bees in vain. There is no word where to go, and I want to meet again every other year! The green has become a shade and the grass rests, and the sideburns are sad Du Fanchuan. ”

After reading it, Tang Yuanwai exclaimed: "Wonderful! ”

The first one is good, the latter one is wonderful, and it is conceivable which is higher and which is lower. Wang Quan's works can only be regarded as works that meet the occasion, but Fang Yingwu's song can make people feel emotional, and chant repeatedly, the gap is very obvious.

Bo Mingsheng was jealous of the wind and rain, and he was pitied by butterflies and bees in vain, and Tang Yuan read it several times in his heart. But there is no first, and Tang Yuanwai is not good at holding high and low, but he just put it away and said: "Thank you for your gift today, I am grateful, such a masterpiece should be carefully collected and appreciated." ”

Seeing this, Wang Quan couldn't tell what it was like, and even poetry couldn't overpower the other party, so what else was there to say? But fortunately, at least he didn't lose face too much in the poems, and he was about to turn around and leave when he thought of this.

"Slow!" Fang Yingwu stopped Wang Quan and said with a sneer: "Is this poem of yours really made by yourself?" ”

Wang Quan was furious and scolded rudely: "What kind of bullshit are you putting out! ”

Fang Yingwu sneered a few times, "Why do I think this poem was written by Shen Zhou, a celebrity?" You're plagiarizing? ”

Wang Quan was about to argue with Fang Yingwu, but when he heard that Fang Yingwu had uncovered the bottom in one bite, he immediately thundered like five thunderbolts. The other party even knows this, what else is there to justify?

Shen Zhou is a famous man in Suzhou, a lifelong recluse, now over fifty years old, one of the senior leaders of Wu Chinese.

Wang Quan had a close relationship with Shen's predecessors by virtue of his family background, and saw that Shen Zhou had made thirty poems about falling flowers, but they were not made public. Just now, he was stimulated by Fang Yingwu, and unwillingly, he took out a poem in his memory and plagiarized it, just thinking about going back to visit Senior Shen and asking for an understanding.

But I didn't expect Fang Yingwu to even be able to see through this! Then his face is completely lost, and whoever does such a thing is a great shame!

Fang Yingwu can see five hundred years ago, but Wang Quan can't see five hundred years later, this is the difference in information, otherwise he can also make counter-accusations.

Fang Yingwu once again sarcastically said: "Wang Wei's brother, Suzhou scholar, but that's it!" Even plagiarism has been done, and you dare to judge the rights and wrongs of the businessmen, do you have this qualification? Don't go out when you get home in the future, lest the royal family be ashamed! ”

In just a few words, Wang Quan was immediately sent to the eighteenth layer of hell. Fang Yingwu didn't say anything anymore, he had already earned back face for Chun'an and Shang Xianggong, and that was the end of the matter.

Besides, he was afraid that he would laugh when he said it, after all, he also knew that he was also plagiarizing, but he accused another person of plagiarism, and he always had the feeling of laughing. But it's still cool to learn from Li You's shamelessness occasionally.

He went downstairs, but found that in the peony garden downstairs, there was an eight or nine-year-old boy squatting there digging a pit to bury the fallen flowers, and he was reciting words while burying them.

Fang Yingwu couldn't help but walk over, stood in front of him and asked, "Your name is Tang Yin?" ”

The little boy nodded his head vigorously, looking curiously at the reader who suddenly asked him for questions.

Fang Yingwu sighed and patted him on the shoulder, "You must be careful of a person named Du Mu in the future!" ”

The little boy was puzzled, "I've heard this name from my husband a few times, and it's one of the famous talents in the city." What do you tell me to be careful of what he does? ”

"Just remember! Especially after twenty years! Fang Yingwu finished speaking and left.

Fang Yingwu was originally in a very depressed mood, but after venting with Wang Quan, he felt much more comfortable, and happily returned to the governor's line.

He didn't expect that he would humiliate Wang Wei's younger brother in Wangyuan Tower to the point that he was not looking for death and life, or it would cause a big sensation in Shilin.

Wu Chinese people are very short-guarded, otherwise they would not form a very huddled Wuzhong faction (the so-called four talents in Jiangnan are all branches of the Wuzhong faction), although the Wuzhong faction is still only a prototype today, but some microclimates have appeared first.

Soon an invitation was delivered to him, and Fang Yingwu looked at the joint signatures on the back, all of which were bright - Zhu Yunming, Yang Xunji, and Du Mu.

It's really the same enemy, Fang Yingwu felt like he had stabbed a hornet's nest. These are the top among the current young people in Suzhou, and together they are the all-star lineup in their twenties.

They are not small characters like Wang Quan who do not leave a name in the history books (more as Wang Quan's younger brother), they are all hard guys.

"Fuck it!" Fang Yingwu threw the invitation on the table fiercely, did a group of hornets really look at him as a bully! He knew that the morale of the Ming Dynasty was the most crazy in the south of the Yangtze River.

Anyway, there is Wang Shu to clean up the mess! If the old man Wang can't clean it up, he can leave, and he can get what he wants. (To be continued.) )

PS: A big chapter of 4,000 words, you can barely make up for what you owe!

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