However, it was said that several officials brought Zhao Xuan and the four people into the hall, and there were people outside the hall who stopped, and the county commander in the hall sat in the first place, and there were two rows of poor people below, Yan Danchen was being forced to kneel on the ground by two officials, one on the left and one on the right, and he was still wearing shackles. The official who came with Zhao Xuan and the four of them stepped forward, bent over with his fists clenched, and said in a loud voice: "Lord Fan, the suspect has been brought!"

The "Master Fan" who was sitting in the Ming Hall shifted his gaze to Yan Danchen, who was being pressed and kneeling on the ground, glanced at Zhao Xuan and the four of them, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and his voice was majestic: "When you come to the county office, why don't you kneel?"

Without waiting for an official to come up and force the press, Zhang Bairen stepped forward and said, "Student Zhang Bairen, I have seen the county commander." According to the law of our dynasty, the literati can see that the officials do not worship, and they hope that the adults will see it. ”

Nafan County Ling frowned when he heard this, and looked at Zhang Bairen, who was wearing an extremely standard Confucian robe, red and green, obviously with a humanistic position. Looking at Zhao Xuan, Li Shu, dressed in white, and Jin Yaoci's light goose yellow suit, he said expressionlessly: "You are a scribe, what about these people? Why don't you worship when you see this official!" , the lines on it are also extremely strict, and you can see a person's status at a glance.

It is the people in the rivers and lakes who do not abide by the specifications, so they have long been rejected by the imperial court.

Zhao Xuan and Li Shu's white clothes are very chic in martial arts novels, but in the Great Jin Dynasty of the main world, what they represent is just Bai Ding.

Without Zhao Xuan opening his mouth, Zhang Bairen immediately said: "My lord, my family teacher and sister have always lived in seclusion, so they dress a little casually. Even there are literary positions in the lowly, so I hope that adults can distinguish the fundamentals and not be mere words. ”

The Fan County Commander snorted coldly and said, "Does this official still need you to teach?"

Zhang Bairen hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Students don't dare!"

Fan Xianling squinted: "It's good if you don't dare!" A slap of startled wood, slammed, and shouted: "Everyone in the hall." Why don't you get down on your knees!"

An invisible majesty permeated the lobby.

Especially when the officials on both sides knocked on the water and fire sticks and shouted "mighty", the coercion in the lobby was even worse.

Zhao Xuan knew that this was "Tang Wei", first, it was used to scare the prisoners who were being tried, as long as they had sinful thoughts in their hearts, they would tremble in front of this solemn law, and at the same time set off the majestic atmosphere of the hall; second, it was used to remind or warn the presiding judge sitting in the middle that he should enforce the law impartially and behave properly. Do not behave out of line. Especially when the Nafan County Decree repeatedly asked them to kneel, knowing that there would be twists and turns in this trip, so they no longer hid behind, stepped forward, and said lightly: "Why do you want to use official authority to force each other? ”

Na Fan County Commander was still expressionless, and snorted coldly: "Am I a county commander or are you a county magistrate? He said that you are literati, you are? Hmph! If you don't bow down to the official, you will be given another degree! This official advises you to be honest!"

At this time, Yan Danchen finally looked up at Zhao Xuan. The figure was depressed, and he said a little bitterly: "Mr. Taixuan, it is Danchen who has affected you." ”

Zhao Xuan waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I don't know what happened?" Without waiting for Yan Danchen to answer, he looked up at Fan Xianling and said, "I don't know how this adult wants me to prove myself?"

Nafan County Ling sneered: "Prove, if you want to prove it, write a poem first and let the official take a look." At the same time, Yan Danchen also replied in a low voice: "After you returned to the room last night, sir." Danchen lived alone and was bored, so he wanted to go out and be happy...... Ahem! Go out and see the world. When he didn't want to come back, he encountered a murder. Danchen went to arrest the murderer, but he returned in vain. After coming back again. was pointed out as the murderer, and before he could tell Mr. what happened, he was arrested here. ”

Zhao Xuan nodded thoughtfully when he heard this, if what Yan Danchen said was true, then he must have been wronged. And the so-called witnesses...... He opened his head and looked at the lobby, except for the county order and the official errand, he didn't see anyone who matched the identity of the witness, he couldn't help frowning slightly, thinking about the conversation with Fan County Order, he raised his head and said: "My lord wants to prove that he is poor, I don't know if I can prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone?"

Fan Xianling frowned slightly, was silent for a moment, and said faintly: "Come on, pen and ink are waiting!"

Soon, a messenger brought a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone from the master book, and did not serve it on the table, but two messengers directly unfolded the paper roll and held both ends, and another person held the inkstone beside him. Zhao Xuan took the brush, didn't think about it, and directly wanted to dip it in ink and write, but was interrupted by Fan County's order.

"Wait!"

Zhao Xuan looked up and saw Fan Xianling's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was brushing his long beard, and he couldn't help asking, "What else does Lord Fan command?"

Fan County Ling said: "In order to prevent you from cheating in secret, or copying other people's poems, and let this official come up with a topic for you." ”

Zhao Xuan laughed when he heard this, and asked the question, even if the question was tricky and weird, he could escape three hundred Tang poems? ”

Fan Xianling frowned and looked at him, not knowing if he was really confident or pretending. After pondering for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he pointed to the lime falling off the corner of the wall, and said lightly: "Since you are so sure, let's use this lime as the topic." ”

As the saying goes, "officials don't repair the yamen, and customers don't repair the shop", the ancient yamen was more than magnificent, but it was more dilapidated. First, if he served as an official for three years, he was also a passer-by in a hurry, and there was no need to repair the yamen; second, even if he wanted to show that he was "honest and honest" on the surface, he would not make the yamen magnificent.

If the yamen is really built to be as splendid as the palace, I am afraid that anyone will think that this incumbent official is a huge greed, and he will even be impeached and lose his official position. On the contrary, if the yamen is not repaired, the yamen will always be dilapidated, at least it can give people a superficial "incorruptibility".

Zhao Xuan followed Fan Xianling's finger and smiled instantly, to be honest, with his current knowledge reserves, composing poems and lyrics can be said to be a breeze. However, if he is really allowed to do it, he will also be able to compose poems about wandering immortals, poems of enlightenment, Buddhist verses, and so on. If he wants to be brilliant, if he wants to be both beautiful and meaningful, and can be passed down for eternity, he has never thought about it.

After all, poetry is not only a person's literary reserves, knowledge reserves, and word reserves, but also a person's talents. If you are not talented, no matter how high your culture is, the poems you write will only meet the specifications, and they will not make people find faults.

But if you talk about good poetry, good poetry with meaning, thought, feelings, and life, it is hard to find.

There are many wise people in the world, and there are countless people who can endow poets, and those who can reach the top in poetry are just poets, poets, and so on.

Zhao Xuan knew that he was not as good as the sages, but the countless Tang and Song poems in his mind were empty talk? Although he did not want to plagiarize, if he said that it was used to save the emergency, it was understandable.

Seeing that he had just finished speaking in Fan County, he didn't think about it at all, so he directly picked up the pen and wrote, the calligraphy was condensed, and it was completed in one go, and a poem by Yu Qian's "Lime Yin" jumped on the paper:

"Thousands of hammers are carved out of the mountains, and the fire burns as if it were idle.

Don't be afraid of broken bones, you have to leave your innocence in the world. ”

This poem is a poem by the Ming Dynasty statesman Yu Qian, and it is also said that it was written by Yao Guangxiao or Yuan Chonghuan, which is still controversial. However, no matter what, the positive and enterprising attitude towards life and fearless righteousness in this poem can be said to have infected countless people in ancient and modern times.

Zhao Xuanyi's poems and books were written, but when he saw that the paper scroll was suddenly shocked, it shone brightly, and a huge amount of Haoran righteousness erupted from it, and countless illusions appeared in the entire yamen hall. It was millions of people toiling to mine rocks and burn lime. Just look at the blazing fire, the stone is broken into powder, but it is not charred black, but clear and snow-white.

Rare!

The illusion vanished, and lime rain began to fall in the hall.

"Ahh

One after another exclamations rang out, and both the officials and the onlookers were all shocked. Even Fan County's order was full of incredulity.

It is important to know that an ordinary poem is written, and without the use of Yuan Li, there will be no vision at all. All the cultivators present could feel that Zhao Xuan not only didn't use his yuan power, but even didn't use any power, he just wrote poems ordinarily, and after the poem was completed, he actually showed such a vision, what does this mean?

"Poetry and virtue are bestowed!" Fan Xianling couldn't help but change color on his face.

The so-called heavenly giver of poetry is a poem that has moral character and conforms to the humane order, so it descends from heaven to show its dignity. What is Haoran's righteousness? Mencius said: "I am good at cultivating Haoran's qi." Haoran righteousness is the righteousness of the world!

Mencius is a Confucian sub-sage, and he can be called "Confucius and Mencius" together with Confucius, and the righteousness in his mouth has come out, how can Fan County's order not change color?

In particular, this poem "Lime Yin" is faintly consistent with today's events, which seems to allude to Fan County's misconduct, not only should not suspect Zhao Xuan, should not let everyone kneel and worship, and even said that arresting Yan Danchen is slanderous, how can Fan County's order still sit still?

Seeing Fan Xian Ling stand up suddenly, at this moment, Zhao Xuan threw his pen back to the messenger, brushed it, opened the folding fan, put it on his chest and shook it gently, and said lightly: "Fan County Ling, I don't know if Poor Dao may prove Poor Dao's identity at this time?"

Even Li Shu and Jin Yaoci didn't want to be embarrassed anymore, and said with a slightly embarrassed face: "It's the official who has eyes and no beads, and he doesn't know the real face of Mr. ......" As he was talking, suddenly the footsteps in the back hall came, and a young scribe walked into the main hall, walking in a hurry, with a puzzled face: "I don't know which virtuous person is here?" And bowed to Fan County Commander and said: "Lord Fan, Kong trespassed into the court, please punish the crime." ”

He does not speak of atonement, but only of punishment, and is obviously a man of great propriety.

However, Zhao Xuan looked at this person, but his eyes narrowed, his face was slightly gloomy, and he looked at the top of his head with a slight solemnity. (To be continued......)