"How so..."

"What qualifications does he have to preside over the Spring Festival..."

"Don't..."

The officials talked a lot, and Fan Xian was too popular, which made them all dissatisfied.

Fan Xian looked at Han Zhong and asked, "This is what you said was a good show?" ”

Han Zhong smiled and said, "No, it's just an appetizer, keep watching." ”

Emperor Qing said: "There are still a few days before the Spring Festival, let's decide when the time comes, you all go down." ”

Zhuang Mohan, who was sitting on the side, suddenly spoke, "Your Majesty, is this young man Fan Xian?" ”

Emperor Qing looked at Zhuang Mohan and said, "Mr. Zhuang also knows Fan Xian?" ”

Zhuang Mohan said: "I have read his poems. ”

Emperor Qing said with a smile: "Although this person is young, he also has some poetic talents, Mr. Zhuang should bring more to the future." ”

Zhuang Mohan looked at Emperor Qing and said: "Although the old man is a minister of the Qi State, the political affairs of the Qing State should not be said much, but this spring examination pen is the foundation of the world's scholars. ”

Emperor Qing said with a smile: "What Mr. Zhuang said is very true, the matter of Chunfu should indeed be cautious. ”

The eldest princess stood up and said: "Mr. Zhuang has studied through the past and the present, I have always admired it, but I don't dare to agree with what I said just now, although I am a female stream, shallow knowledge, but I have also read Fan Xian's seven words, this person is very young, but only with this poem, you can see that the talent is compelling, Mr. just now, faintly aimed at Fan Xian, is not afraid that the young man will come behind and overshadow Mr. ”

Fan Xian was a little strange, how could the eldest princess help herself speak, she was good if she didn't fall into the well, but there must be a demon if something goes wrong. Fan Xian remembered Han Chong's repeated jokes, and became alert.

Zhuang Mohan smiled and didn't speak.

The eldest princess said: "All of you here are all ministers of the humerus, famous scholars, naturally they don't like the battle of tongues, and the palace doesn't know the number of etiquette, but they also want to say a fair word for my talented son of Qingguo." ”

Zhuang Mohan said: "Are you talking about that seven-character poem? ”

The eldest princess nodded and said, "Exactly, dare to ask Mr. which poem can be better than Fan Xian's seven words." ”

Emperor Qing scolded: "Li Yunrui, you are rude in front of the palace. Mr. Zhuang is tolerant of all rivers and rivers, and he does not need to care about such words. ”

Zhuang Mohan sighed and said, "The wind is urgent, the sky is high, and the ape is howling, and the white bird of Zhu Qingsha flies back." The boundless falling trees are falling, and the Yangtze River is rolling. He is often a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been on stage alone for more than a hundred years. Hardship, bitterness, hatred, frost and sideburns, pouring down a new turbid wine glass. It's really a good poem, and I haven't written a single poem in my life that can compare to it. ”

The eldest princess said with a smile: "So Mr. Zhuang is willing to bow down." ”

Zhuang Mohan said: "The first four lines of this poem are excellent. ”

The eldest princess looked at Zhuang Mohan and said, "But the world says that the most essential thing in this poem is the last four sentences. ”

Zhuang Mohan nodded and said: "The last four sentences are naturally quatrains, but unfortunately, they were not written by Mr. Fan." ”

Fan Xian was taken aback, could it be that this Zhuang Mohan also crossed over?

Han Zhong smiled and said, "It's here." ”

The people in the hall were all shocked, and looked at Fan Xian and Zhuang Mohan in surprise.

The eldest princess pretended to be shocked and said, "Could it be that Fan Xian's poem is plagiarized!" ”

Zhuang Mohan nodded and said, "Yes." ”

"Hahahaha..."Han Zhong laughed.

Zhuang Mohan and the eldest princess both looked at Han Chong, not only the two of them, but even Emperor Qing and the hundred officials also looked over.

"Presumptuous!" Guo Youzhi looked at Han Zhong and shouted: "In the New Year Prayer Palace, how can you be so presumptuous!" Come on, take it! ”

Han Zhong looked at Guo Youzhi and said, "Old Guo, Your Majesty who is wise and martial has not yet spoken, you are in a hurry to command the guards, you are even more exemplary than Your Majesty." ”

Although he didn't know what Fan meant, Guo Youzhi knew that it was not a good word, and hurriedly said to Emperor Qing: "Your Majesty, this son is rampant, the minister is in a hurry, and he lost his manners, and I ask Your Majesty for forgiveness." ”

Emperor Qing waved his hand and said, "Guo Aiqing is not guilty. He turned his head to look at Han Chong and said, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Han Zhong came out and looked at Emperor Qing and arched his hand, and said: "Your Majesty, this Northern Qi Wenzong is really a person who sells his reputation and reputation, he saw that the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, so he wanted to build a dam to block the back waves, which is really despicable." ”

"Oh." Emperor Qing said: "You mean that Zhuang Mohan framed Fan Xian. ”

"Exactly." Han Zhong knew that the reason why Zhuang Mohan framed Fan Xian was to save his younger brother Sean, and he had to do it, no matter what his purpose was, how reluctant he was, he still did things to hurt others, such a person, morality is not good.

Zhuang Mohan looked at Han Zhong and said, "This is..."

Han Chong said: "I am Han Chong. ”

Zhuang Mohan looked at Han Chong and said, "It turns out that you are Han Chong." ”

Han Zhong smiled and said: "Oh, it turns out that Mr. Zhuang also knows me, you don't want to say it, my wandering son Yin is also copied." ”

"Ugh." Zhuang Mohan sighed and said, "You juniors are also smart, but why don't you use this wisdom on the right path, you have to go this way." ”

Han Zhong smiled and said, "Hahaha, Mr. Zhuang is really highly respected." ”

Emperor Qing looked at Fan Xian and said, "Fan Xian, Mr. Zhuang said that your poem was copied, what do you want to say?" ”

Fan Xian took the wine glass and said: "Mr. Zhuang can say whatever he likes, anyway, Mr. Zhuang is highly respected, his empty words are unfounded, and his words also count." ”

His Royal Highness hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, your son can also testify that the poems written by Fan Xian and Han Zhong were indeed composed at the Jingwangfu Poetry Conference. At that time, Guo Baokun, the editor of the palace, was also present and could be witnessed. ”

Emperor Qing said: "Is Guo Baokun here?" ”

"The minister is here." Guo Baokun stood up and knelt down.

Emperor Qing asked, "Are these two songs composed by Fan Xian and Han Chong?" ”

Guo Baokun was a little nervous and said, "Yes." ”

The eldest princess said: "So Mr. Zhuang deliberately framed it. ”

The Second Highness said: "Or maybe I was confused by some villain, so I have this misunderstanding." ”

Zhuang Mohan looked at everyone and said: "It's a coincidence, the last four sentences of this poem were written by the family teacher when he traveled to Tingzhou, and it was a good thing for this good sentence to reappear in the world, but Fan Gongzi invited other people's poems to be famous, which is not appropriate." There is also Han Chong's wandering son, which was also written by the family teacher when he left home, and it has been in a codex he left behind, and somehow it was taken away by Han Chong. This literati is a man of the world, and virtue is more important than talent. I hesitated again and again to break the matter. Think about it carefully, to tell the truth, but it also helped Han Gongzi and Fan Gongzi to get lost, the so-called not broken, not standing, re-establishing morality and cultivating heart, this is also the old man's love for talent, there is no malice towards you, I hope the two of you will introspect. ”