Chapter 31: Who Wrote Qingping Tune?

Wang Yifang understood and said loudly: "It's a wolf (squire) or a dog, isn't it obvious?" ”

The expressions of everyone present changed, and the hands of the three examiners were trembling, but they all pretended not to understand.

The servant's face was full of anger, but it was not easy to attack.

The ceremonial department Shangshu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were cold.

"Oh?"

As if he hadn't seen the faces of the others, Zhao Wujiang looked like he was humbly asking for advice, and said, "Please Brother Wang teach me how to distinguish between a wolf and a dog." ”

Wang Yifang took a spoonful of pearl jade white jade soup and said:

"Simple, look at the tail.

Under the tail is the wolf, and above the tail is the dog. You see! ”

He pointed to the gray-black haired earth dog gnawing on the bones, and then said: "To put it simply, the lower vertical is a wolf, and the upper vertical (Shangshu) is a dog. ”

"Brother Wang's words are concise and to the point, and the truth is to the bone, I will understand at once, Shangzhu (Shangshu) is a dog!"

Zhao Wujiang looked teachable.

He looked at the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites and the Servant of the Ministry of Officials, whose faces had become extremely ugly, and said with a smile: "What's wrong with you? Move your chopsticks, eat vegetables, eat vegetables. ”

Doctor Yu Shi snorted, after all, he was of the same faction as the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Officials, and he couldn't fall behind in words.

I saw him say in a deep voice:

"No matter how sharp a dog is, it can't fight a wolf, can it? Wolves eat meat, dogs can only eat. ”

As soon as Doctor Yushi's voice fell, everyone present felt weird, something was wrong, it sounded as if he was talking about Zhao Wujiang and Wang Yifang, but he always felt that he had scolded the squire and the monk together.

Zhao Wujiang raised his wine glass, drank it and said with a smile:

"Lord Yushi said very much, come, this official toasts you, it's been a long time since I've met such a human colleague as you."

"However, one thing that Mishi said is not quite right, it's true that wolves eat meat, but what about dogs..."

Zhao Wujiang picked up a piece of pork jerky from the table and threw it to the earth dog who was gnawing on the bones.

When the earth dog saw the pork jerky, his eyes lit up, and he swallowed it in one gulp.

"Look, Lord Yushi, what about dogs, they eat meat when they encounter meat, and they eat when they encounter (Yushi)."

Hearing this, Wang Yifang laughed, and the three silent examiners held back their laughter and did not dare to interject.

Doctor Yu Shi was so angry that he trembled, stood up, and smashed a plate at the earth dog, and with a "bang", the plate smashed on the earth dog.

The dog barked a few times and ran away.

The scene was very anxious for a while, Zhao Wujiang and Wang Yifang drank wine by themselves, and the two of them touched a glass from time to time.

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu and the Imperial Doctor looked unsightly, and they couldn't help but hold the dishes.

Zhu Youci, the waiter of the ministry, stole the chicken and the rice, and was completely out of the mood, drinking the stuffy wine one after another.

An eerie "atmosphere of harmony" permeates the room.

The three examiners, you look at me and I look at you, their eyes kept making eye contact, and finally decided to change the topic to ease the atmosphere in the field, otherwise they would be uncomfortable.

A chubby examiner smiled and interrupted the silence.

He is Jingzhao Shaoyin, an official position from Siping.

"I don't know your lords, have you heard the song that circulated throughout Chang'an? It is said that it was written by a talented man during the harem poetry meeting. ”

"I know!"

As soon as the old scholar Wang Yifang heard what Jingzhao Shaoyin said, he immediately became interested.

"Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon.

If it weren't for the jade mountains, they would want to meet under the moon in Yaotai. ”

He read aloud with great emotion, unable to hide the joy on his face.

"I have to say that the person who wrote this poem is extremely talented.

The pen falls and disturbs the wind and rain, and the poem becomes a weeping ghost and god.

Unconventional, atmospheric, and magnificent.

I wish I had met this man for a while, and it would have been a blessing to be his friend. ”

Wang Yifang did not hesitate to praise himself, and his appreciation was beyond words.

Zhu Youci, the servant of the ministry, also nodded rarely, agreeing with Wang Yifang's statement, he stroked his beard and said:

"This person's talent is outstanding, just with this poem, this official can say that if there is a stone of talent in the world. This person has six buckets alone, and the rest of the people in the world are divided into four buckets. ”

"I have a lot of talents in the Tang Dynasty, but I don't know if the person who wrote poetry is a candidate for this imperial examination. If he is a candidate, if he wants to come to this time, he will definitely be unbeatable in the second essay test of Jinshi Branch. ”

The Ministry of Rites shook his head and sighed, lamenting his talent as a poet.

Well said, right, what am I going to say when you are done?

Doctor Yu Shi looked around at everyone and found that Zhao Wujiang had been drinking and eating food from beginning to end, and had no intention of participating in the topic at all.

Doesn't this kid know how to appreciate poetry?

It must be, apart from him, there are more or less talented people here, and this secretary Lang, I have never heard of his talents, but he is just a sharp-toothed person...... Doctor Yushi's heart became more and more determined, and he smiled proudly, and a thought rose sharply in his heart.

"Lord Zhao, this official sees that you have been silent, could it be that you are not interested in this topic? Or do you think that the poet is not as talented as you? ”

Zhao Wujiang shook his head and sighed, and said, "It's not a secret, this official really doesn't know how to evaluate. ”

He shook his head and sighed, and everyone saw it.

Doctor Yu Shi smiled even more, feeling that he had found an opportunity to trample on Zhao Wujiang.

"Lord Zhao, everyone is a scholar, how can you not know how to evaluate it? There must be some reason, tell us about it. Don't worry, we won't laugh at you. ”

"Is there a reason why you're sure you want to listen?"

"Lord Zhao, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

"Okay." Zhao Wujiang pursed his lips, and the corners of his mouth raised a smile: "Because, the poem is written by this official!" ”