Cui Xiang was stunned and said: "Poetry is an elegant thing, how can it be said to be boring?" ”

Yang Fan smiled faintly and directly broke their intentions: "Do indecent things with elegant things, show off your poems, and show your ability?" It's okay to show off your skills, but you people have studied the scriptures and righteousness since childhood, and they have been immersed in the way of poetry for a long time, and I don't think I, Yang Fan, will be more accomplished than you, so I want to refute my face and give Lu Bin an outlet, isn't this kind of Dharma action boring? ”

This exchange of answers attracted the attention of the group of people sitting and chatting in another small pavilion. As the saying goes, people are divided into groups, and things are gathered by like, and the people sitting in the pavilion over there are some high-ranking people of the Guanlong Group, but there is no Duguyu among them. Although Dugu Yu is young, he is the master of a valve, so he accompanies those old guys in the back house.

Those Guanlong noble children are no strangers to these Shandong Shi clan's children, but they don't know Yang Fan, when they saw these Shandong Shi clan's children all surrounding a young man they didn't know, they became curious, I don't know where this person is sacred, Shandong Shi clan took the initiative to stammer, he couldn't sit still proud, so they also came over.

As soon as these people came up, the children of the family who were sitting and chatting from near and far also followed curiously.

Jingzhao Wei's, Hedong Pei's, Hedong Liu's, Hedong's Xue's, Hongnong's Yang's, Jingzhaodu's, and Lanling Xiao's, which was originally one of the four overseas Chinese surnames of the Eastern Jin Dynasty and the Southern Dynasties, has now been integrated into the Guanlong Group and has become an important member of it......

For a time, the children of the two major family groups of Shandong and Guanlong gathered here.

Cui Xiang was broken by Yang Fan's words, his face showed a slight embarrassment, he barely concealed his embarrassment and smiled: "Yang Langzhong is too worried, I just want to answer the poem with my feet, chat about rehearsals, and have fun with wine, as for Lu Binzhi's ......, hehe, the Lu family is the Lu family, we are us, how can we stand out for others?" ”

Yang Fan sneered. Then Cui Xiang's words said: "Yang's wine is very prosperous. You don't need boring things like poetry to accompany the wine, if you really want to answer the poem correctly, there are a lot of elegant people here, and you don't have to have Yang to respond. ”

Zheng Yu was displeased and said, "Poetry and songs, how can it be boring? ”

Surrounded by dozens of children of the family, Yang Fan sat awkwardly. I didn't have the consciousness to get up at all, I just smiled and shook my head: "Cangjie made words, which was originally a memory." Later generations have evolved and there are poems to send feelings, but the words are limited, how can they express the creation of heaven and earth? This situation should be carried away. The shape of the text is already inferior, isn't it boring! ”

These sons of the family have nothing to do, specializing in poetry, and are conceited, and they expect that Yang Fan will be difficult to defeat them, but now seeing Yang Fan's clever words, he is even more sure that he is afraid. Cui Xiang smiled: "Brother Yang's words are wrong. The poems are elegant, and the songs convey feelings. How can it be said that it is inferior. Cui once wrote a poem about peony: 'Farewell to the country, open more rich and noble families.' After a reward in Linxuan, thousands of flowers are light and thin! Brother Yang thinks that this poem about peonies doesn't complement each other and increase interest? ”

Yang Fan shook his head and said frankly: "The peony flowers are big and colorful, and there are many varieties. There are like lotus, like phoenix, some petals are dense and towering, like a crown, some are white on the outside and red on the inside, and gradually evolve like snow reflecting the morning glow, which is beautiful, it is difficult to say, Brother Cui's poem, Yang only smells of its preciousness, and nothing else can be imagined. If you say extravagant, hehe, who doesn't know that the peony is rich, this is a big move! ”

Cui Xiang was extremely proud of this poem, but he was devalued by Yang Fan, and his face couldn't help but change.

Wang Siyuan couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "Brother Yang is talented, how about listening to Wang's "Song of Pomegranate Poems" again?" After speaking, he didn't wait for Yang Fan to agree, and said: "The cicadas are roaring in the autumn clouds, and the leaves are all in the clouds, and the branches of the pomegranate fragrant old courtyard are low." The glow color is dyed with purple poppies, and the yellow wax paper buds are red rhinoceros. The jade carved curling is wet with dew, and the spots seem to be with Xiang'e crying. Xiao Niang was married for the first time and chewed through tens of millions of water essences. ”

Although they are good at poetry, it is difficult for them to have Cao Zijian's ability to become poems in seven steps, these poems are all old works in the past, and the words and sentences have been carefully considered and repeatedly revised, which can be regarded as a masterpiece.

Yang Fan still shook his head: "Not good!" If I have the kung fu to taste this poem, I might as well take a look at the pomegranate flower and taste the pomegranate seed with my own mouth, sweet and sour, so delicious! ”

Wang Siyuan's face darkened, and he brushed his sleeves and said, "A layman!" ”

Behind the crowd, Li Mubai and Miss Ning Ke had already come over, and they were also standing there listening, listening to Yang Fan's words, Ning Ke couldn't help but laugh and quietly covered his mouth. Li Mubai stroked his beard and looked at Yang Fan, frowning inadvertently.

Xingyang Zheng Yu has a square face, and he is also a square character, he has no intention of rejecting Yang Fan, but seeing that Yang Fan is disdainful of the way of poetry, he is also a little unconvinced, so he stepped forward and said: "Zheng has a 'Yongzhu' poem, please Brother Yang to taste it!" ”

"The thick green sparse stems surround the Hunan water, and the spring breeze pulls out the dragon's tail. The color hugs the frost and the pollen is bright, and the branches support the red glow of Shu brocade. There is no vulgar sound of interfighting, and the forest wind drags knives and guns. The bitter rain can't wash away, and it still brings Xiang'e tears and blood. The head sweeps the autumn moon, and the shadow passes through the suspected snow under the forest. I am ashamed of my son's heart, and I love this king's name forever. ”

"Good poetry! Good poetry! ”

"Magnificent words, noble ambitions!"

"Artistic conception...... The artistic conception is fascinating! ”

Before Yang Fan could speak, he sang and harmonized one after another, it seems that these people are also afraid that Yang Fan will continue to belittle, so they will create a momentum for Zheng Yu first.

Yang Fan looked at Zheng Yu and said with a smile: "How long did it take Brother Zheng to write this poem?" ”

Zheng Yu was stunned, he had never met anyone who asked about this. However, Zheng Yu has a square temperament, he must answer all questions, and he doesn't want to lie, so after thinking about it, he said frankly: "Zheng Mou made this poem, it only took less than half an hour to write the first seven sentences, and then the words were carefully considered, and a few of the words were modified, but the last few sentences have not been felt. Until one day I came back from drinking, walked alone in the bamboo forest under the moon, suddenly realized, and wrote this poem in one go after returning home. Well, it took a total of 10 days. ”

Yang Fan shook his head and said with pity: "Born in the Zheng family, you are born a level higher than others, if you spend ten days doing things, I don't know how many things you can do that are beneficial to the country, the people and the family, but you don't want to forge ahead, a good time, wasting it on these trails, it's really a pity!" ”

Zheng Yu didn't expect him to put on an elder face and teach himself a lesson domineeringly, and he couldn't help but be stunned and speechless for a while.

Cui Li said: "What nonsense! "Shangshu" has words, and the poet has words. The poetry is beautiful. Recently human nature. If you don't learn poetry, you can't stand. I don't know how to be polite, and I am at a loss. Confucius said that standing at thirty means that only when you know the Book of Poetry can you stand. If you don't learn poetry, how can you speak? ”

Yang Fan said disdainfully: "It's just a fart!" ”

Cui Ye was stunned and angry. Furious: "You...... As a member of the imperial court, how can you be so rude and presumptuous! ”

Yang Fan said: "If you say that you don't learn poetry, you can't speak." Didn't I say that? You talk at length, and I only answer with two words: 'Fart!' 'Are you not standing up, or are you not standing up?' ”

Yang Fan slowly stood up and said: "Poetry can cultivate sentiment, refine language, and help travel, wine, and fun." Its role is nothing more than that, and it is really not helpful to govern the country and the people of the world. You are from a family, if you are interested in the world and have a heart for the people, I don't know how much you can do more than others, but unfortunately all the good time is wasted by you. ”

Yang Fan glanced at them disdainfully, and said: "When you bite the text and chew the words, do you know how many great things Yang has done for the court, for the community, and for the people of the world?" Don't say it's a court official. It's you elders who are in charge of the family. And who is there moaning all day long? ”

Yang Fan looked up to the sky and said, "The man's husband may be on the battlefield." or longitude politics. Poetry is a small way, it is a pastime for our generation of literati to govern the world, establish a life through righteousness, and the goal of the people. Who is making contributions with poetry? If there is poetry, there is no harm, if you don't learn poetry, you can't stand, if you don't learn poetry, you can't speak? Haha, what a big piece of shit, it's not as good as a bite of bacon and a bite of steamed buns! ”

Yang Fan daxiao wanted to leave, Wang Siyuan blushed and said, "Don't go, you ...... You insult Sven, you ......"

"Wang Er, this is yours. Do you have to pull Yang Langzhong to comment on the poems, Yang Langzhong can express his own opinions, although Yang Langzhong's words are a little rough, I think it makes a lot of sense, why did it become an insult to Sven? The person who spoke was in his early twenties and had a long figure, but he was Liu Yanzhi of the Liu clan in Hedong. He had been smiling and looking at the jokes of the children of the Shandong clan, and at this time, when he saw Wang Siyuan holding Yang Fan, he helped Yang Fan.

Liu Yanzhi's sister Liu Yiyi stood next to him and said with a smile: "Yes, I also think that the eldest husband either makes meritorious contributions on the battlefield or helps the national government, and the way of poetry is a kind of elegance, but it is nothing, it is too showy, and even spends most of his energy on it, which is too big and small." ”

"Yes, yes, what Yang Lang said is very true, what Brother Liu and Miss Yiyi said is reasonable!" Jingzhao Wei's, Hedong Pei's, Hedong Liu's, Hedong Xue's, Hongnong Yang's, Jingzhao Du's, and Lanling Xiao's family, which belonged to the Guanlong Group, all of which belonged to the family, cheered Yang Fan up.

The Shandong scholars represented by Wang, Cui, Lu, Li and Zheng have the friends of Zou, Lu and Qi Wei, and the old Taigong Tang Shu's teachings also have the legacy of Zhou Confucius, advocating Confucianism, and have always regarded themselves as clear streams, and naturally the most outstanding in culture and education.

The family of the Guanlong Group is in danger, from the end of the Western Jin Dynasty to the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, wars broke out, and the heroes were divided. In the meantime, in order to survive, these families rarely practiced Confucianism and respected martial arts.

In addition, from the Northern Wei Dynasty to the early Tang Dynasty, a large number of Hu people poured in, including the Li Tang royal family and some families in the Guanlong group had Hu blood. Therefore, although the children of the Long Group have also studied since childhood, and their attainments in poetry are not shallow, their comprehensive level is inferior to that of the Shandong scholars.

The way of poetry is not their best ability, coupled with their advocating force, their views on poetry are the same as Yang Fan's, and they compete openly and secretly with the Shandong scholars.

As soon as these people participated in the war, it became a war of words between the children of the nobles of Guanlong and the children of the Shandong Shi clan, the two sides pointed fingers, theorized with each other, and fought for the red face and thick neck, and the difference between the shrew and the street was just a scolding of "Tian Shenu, poor Cuoda" and a scolding of "vertical son, inhuman", fighting for the "Tao", the so-called Sven elegance was swept away.

P: I got up early yesterday, got up at six o'clock and went to the airport, boarded the plane at ten o'clock, then sat and sit, and finally took off at half past one in the afternoon, arrived in Beijing at three o'clock, and then transferred to the hotel. There was rain at night, and I rushed to three sets of wine in the rain, struggling to climb back to the hotel, and got up in the middle of the night. )