Chapter 1405: Four Seasons Palindromic Poem

Several Confucians were in front, Fang Yun was in the middle, and the bachelors who were auditing were behind, walking outward.

The two sides are separated by the square, but they can both see each other clearly.

Zhang Zhixing said suddenly: "Zong Yun, you can ask Fang Yun questions, but if the result is consistent with the Wenhui, you will bear the punishment of the Wenhui instead of those ten people, and your tongue will bloom with spring thunder, and you will shout ten times in a row that you are a pig!

The master is the Confucian saint, and the substitute master of the Chongwen Academy is the head of the Confucian family, ranking as a semi-saint.

The people present immediately understood that since Zong Yun broke the jar and fell, that Zhang Zhixing stepped on it with a retaliatory kick, making Zong Yun's jar shatter more completely!

The Zong family can disgust people, then we have to vent our anger!

Zong Yun hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "I promise!"

"Okay!" Zhang Zhixing's eyes flashed with ruthlessness.

Fang Yun stood behind the Great Confucian, looking at the students at the door, slightly surprised, and found that some people gave him a look, but he didn't know what was going on at all, so he instinctively touched the official seal with his divine thoughts, but found that it was closed and could not receive the book for the time being.

Countless thoughts flashed through Fang Yun's mind, and he couldn't figure out why.

Several great Confucians in the War Hall walked forward while watching, and one of them asked loudly, "Why are the students of the Chongwen Academy standing outside the door?"

Seeing Zong Yun arch his hand, he said: "There is a little little thing in the Spring Sending Meeting, in order to prevent the news from leaking, please ask the East Saint Pavilion to assist, and only ask Fang Xusheng a few words before leaving." ”

The great Confucians present were all experienced, so they naturally realized that there was a problem, but the other party was very cunning, there were people from the East Holy Pavilion, and they were all standing outside the courtyard, and the War Hall couldn't find them if they wanted to find an excuse to catch them.

Zhou Qingtian said: "That depends on whether Fang Xusheng agrees." ”

Zong Yun's face froze. If Fang Yun didn't answer, the Battle Hall would protect it, and he really wouldn't have a problem.

Fang Yun went through all the details of the Spring Festival in his mind, and felt that there was nothing missing, so he smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Qingtian, I believe it's not a big deal." ”

Several Confucians nodded slightly. Two or three of them swept the faces of Zong Yun and the rest of the Zong family with extremely stern gazes.

The Zong family and the military family are not harmonious, everyone knows that the military family is bent on annexing the Zongheng family and avenging the murder of Bai Qi back then, while the miscellaneous family also wants to annex the Zongheng family, and has been supporting the Zongheng family to fight against the soldiers.

Zong Yun arched his hand to Fang Yun and said, "I have seen Fang Xusheng below, I am here to ask Fang Xusheng to supplement the full text of the poem." ”

Fang Yun was stunned. I guessed the matter in an instant, so I smiled and said, "The poem has been completed, why do you need to complete it?"

Zong Yun's face did not change, and said: "How can those ten words become a poem? ”

"What ten words? Renbing, please elaborate. "He Qionghai, a great Confucian of the military family.

The military Confucian named the soldier's family, obviously deliberately delaying time, Zong Yun and others secretly hated in their hearts, but they didn't dare to obstruct it, these military Confucians did not have a good temper. Say do it.

Sun Renbing arched his hand and said, "This Spring Festival will require poetry and essays. The themes are 'Qi', 'Spring' and 'Jane', and Fang Xusheng left the cross of 'Ying's Cry on the Shore and the Willows to Make the Spring Sunny Dawn and the Moon Bright', which caused a dispute. ”

As soon as Sun Renbing's voice fell, the eyes of many great Confucians lit up.

"Wonderful!" Zhou Qingtian praised on the spot.

The great Confucian talent is far better than the students of Chongwen Academy.

Zong Yun hurriedly said, "Please ask Fang Xusheng to recite the whole poem." ”

Fang Yun shook his head lightly, and then said calmly: "The warbler is crying on the shore and the willows are making the spring clear." The willows are sunny in spring, and the moon is bright. The bright moon and the bright spring make the willows, and the clear spring makes the willows cry on the shore. This poem is better in seven words, but it can also be made into five words, but the artistic conception is much worse. ”

Sweat flowed down Zong Yun's forehead.

Many students of Chongwen Academy showed happy smiles, and Fang Yun really lived up to expectations.

"Benevolence. Tell me more about what happened. ”

So, Sun Renbing explained the matter in detail, and at first several Confucians in the military family looked ugly.

The military Confucianism is not like Confucianism or miscellaneous Confucianism is like the mood and anger of the Confucianism or the city is very deep, and more than half of them do whatever they want, because the soldiers are divided into strategists and generals, and the strategists are soft, but the generals are strong, and the generals are not strong enough, and they will never be able to bring out the soldiers of tigers and wolves.

Speaking of Yan Yukong's interpretation of the seven-character palindromic poem, Sun Renbing also deliberately mentioned a few sentences about the expressions and reactions of Zong Yun and others, and several great Confucians and scholars suddenly felt happy, laughed on the spot, and praised Yan Yukong again and again.

After Sun Renbing finished speaking, the Confucian and scholar scholars of the military family shook their heads lightly, unconcealing their disdain for Zong Yun.

"Turtle son. One scholar couldn't help but scoff.

Zhou Qingtian said: "Ridiculous! Fang Xusheng's talents dare to question it, it's really ridiculous." What kind of system will you make into a good literary meeting?"

Zong Yun gritted his teeth and said: "I don't question Fang Xusheng, I just think that Fang Xusheng wrote a palindrome poem in just a moment or so, which is really unbelievable, and I still firmly believe that this is what Fang Xusheng happened to do." ”

Everyone was furious, and Fang Xusheng smiled and said, "It was made by chance, and it came across four songs at once." ”

"Oh?"

Not only the students of the Holy Academy, but also the great Confucian and the scholars turned their heads to look at Fang Yun, quite curious.

"Fang Xusheng, what does this mean?" Zong Yun asked.

"After learning about the test questions, I thought that since there is spring, there can also be summer, autumn and winter, so I thought of four palindrome poems at that time, but after all, it was a spring festival, so I only wrote one poem of Wing Chun. Fang Yundao.

Everyone was even more surprised, writing one poem in a short period of time was amazing, and Fang Yun was able to write four songs.

"Forgive me for being unbelievable, and ask Fang Yun to say it in public. Zong Yun gritted his teeth, like a beast forced into a corner.

Fang Yun said: "It's okay, then I'll read out the four seasons palindrome poems together." ”

"The warbler cries on the shore and the willows make the spring clear, and the moon is bright;

The fragrant lotus is clear and cool, and the summer is long;

Autumn River Chu Yan Su sandbank, shallow water flow;

The red furnace penetrates the charcoal and scorches the cold wind, and it is resistant to the middle of winter. ”

Those Jinshi and Hanlin were still slowly dismantling and combining into four palindromic poems in their minds, but the Confucians present nodded again and again.

"Good poems! Among them, spring poems and autumn poems are the best, and the aftertaste is endless!"

"The text will become palindromic poems, and these four poems can be called ancient and modern. ”

"Although only one song can be made and the other three can be composed according to this model, it is rare in the world to do so quickly. ”

"You gentlemen have won the award, if you also spend time on palindromic poems, you will definitely far surpass the students. Fang Yundao.

"Zong Yun, what do you have to say?" Zhou Qingtian looked at Zong Yun coldly.

Zong Yun's face was discouraged, and he said slowly: "Tomorrow, I will go to Kong City and shout 'I am a pig' ten times in a row." After that, he punished himself and exiled to the Two Realms Mountain, fought against the demon barbarians, did not make great contributions to the human race, and never left!"

Zhang Zhixing said with a smile: "Fang Yun, borrow my virtual building pearl tomorrow." ”

Zong Yun's face changed, and many students of the Holy Academy chuckled again and again, Zhang Zhixing wanted to report the revenge of the meeting, and he actually wanted to use the virtual building beads to record the scene of Zong Yun shouting that he was a pig.

(To be continued.) )