Dao fruit.

"Qiu Yan left?"

Sure enough, after hearing the news, both Song Yuan and Zhao Bingcheng's expressions were not very good-looking.

"What's going on? Could something be wrong again?" Song Yuan said, his eyes fell on Ge Luolan.

"Reporting to the Chief Protector," Gloran said, "my nephew is here with the intention of reconciling, but his identities are different, so he can't take the initiative to talk to Qiu Yan, who would have thought that he would leave suddenly."

As the tribal prince of the swamp people, he insisted on his status and was unwilling to condescend and condescend to take the initiative to show his favor. Song Yuan could understand this and appreciated Groland's tactful response.

At this time, Zhao Bingcheng asked: "Old man Qiu Yan has seen it before, he is a well-measured person, it is impossible to leave midway for no reason, there must be a reason for the incident, come here, tell the old man what happened today."

Noticing Zhao Bingcheng's implied meaning of admiration and protection for Qiu Yan, all the Confucian scholars shuddered. Gu Yanzhi was thoughtful, while Fang Ziyan took a step forward and was about to speak.

It's just that before he could speak, someone preempted him.

"Reporting to Mr. Zhao, I know a thing or two about this matter."

It was Qi Xin who spoke.

"You are General Qi's son," Zhao Bingcheng followed the sound and nodded, "Tell me exactly what happened."

"Yes." Qi Xin nodded, and said what happened before respectfully.

Seeing this, Fang Ziyan had no choice but to give up. Just listening, he discovered something: "Why does this Qi Xin seem to want to defend Qiu Yan? He seems to be narrating, but he is actually saying good things to Qiu Yan everywhere!"

Qi Xin spoke very plainly, and told everything that happened after Qiu Yan came in. First, he said that Qiu Yan solved sixty lantern riddles in a row in the time of a cup of tea, which made everyone feel ashamed.Then he said that he recorded poems for others, and the written words already had charm.

At the beginning, Zhao Bingcheng was just surprised when he heard that Qiu Yan broke [-] questions in a row.But when Qi Xin said that Qiu Yan's calligraphy is amazing and his writing is full of charm, Zhao Bingcheng couldn't help interrupting: "You said his calligraphy has charm? Do you know what kind of evaluation this is?"

Qi Xin said calmly: "Mr. Hui, this junior went to the capital with his father a few years ago, met Mr. Wu Qian once, and saw the old man's calligraphy from a distance."

"Have you met Wu Gan?" Zhao Bingcheng was slightly surprised when he heard this.

Gu Yanzhi also stepped forward.Said: "Qiu Yan's words are indeed amazing, and they have entered the room, far surpassing us."

"Oh? Even you said that." Zhao Bingcheng knew Gu Yanzhi's calligraphy. He was a student of Yan Wu and could write well.But I didn't expect that even he was not as good as himself.

Song Yuan reminded from the side: "Mr. Zhao, let someone take a look at Qiu Sheng's handwriting, and you will know."

"That's right, the old man is confused." After Zhao Bingcheng's voice fell, Yang Dingyuan walked to the side with a stack of papers in his hands.

Zhao Bingcheng took it over and took a look, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

"Good words! Good words!"

He praised several times in a row.The expressions of both Fang Ziyan and Grolan changed. The former was annoyed, while the latter was surprised.

Hearing Zhao Bingcheng's praise, Song Yuan also leaned over to take a look, his eyes froze slightly, and his expression also changed.

He, Song Yuan, was born in poverty and did not have much research on the way of calligraphy, but he has achieved success in martial arts training. When reading calligraphy, he can capture the spirit of it.

"Every word in this. It really has a charm, and the atmosphere is overwhelming! Even someone like me who doesn't know how to read is infected after reading it!"

"This character is definitely not handed down by Ma Yang. It is upright and majestic, and the characters are as good as the heart. A person who can write such a...huh? This poem?" Zhao Bingcheng was still praising the characters, but suddenly noticed the five-character poem and squinted squint.

"This poem is simple and unpretentious, with a clear artistic conception, and it is obviously written with emotion. It's just that in today's literary society, reciting poems is right, how can it be connected with the old farmers in the field, and why does such a poem appear?"

Thinking of this, he looked at Qi Xin.

Qi Xin asked Xian Zhiyi, and told what happened after Ge Luolan came, as well as the sayings of many Confucian scholars.

"So that's the case," Zhao Bingcheng nodded, and said to Song Yuan, "Qiu Yan cannot be blamed for this matter. From what he said during the day, it is obvious that he is not a flashy person. He can come to the Wenhui to save face for the old man. If you insult the peasants, you will be filled with righteous indignation and leave in anger, which is also reasonable."

Song Yuan also nodded, and suppressed the dissatisfaction on his face: "Sir, what you said is true."

He and Zhao Bingcheng, the one who leads the army to guard one side, garrison the fields to calm the people, and the other is over fifty years old and well-informed, unlike the young ladies and masters in front of me who don't understand the sufferings of the people, let alone scholars who talk about wars on paper, of course they know the seemingly humble farmers , is important to a country, so as soon as he knew the whole story, his dissatisfaction with Qiu Yan turned into appreciation instead.

This emotional change was reflected on the faces of the two, and Fang Ziyan caught it, and couldn't help frowning.

"What's going on? The Jiedu Envoy and Mr. Zhao were still angry just now, but they all calmed down just after reading the words? Even if Qiu Yan's words have entered the room, it won't make the two big men let go of their anger, right? Gu Yanzhi's teacher, Yan Wu, is famous all over the world for his handwriting, and when the scholar-officials mentioned him, they didn't mean to give him a bad evaluation."

Fang Ziyan's question was quickly answered, and Zhao Bingcheng handed him the one in his hand.

"Take a look."

Fang Ziyan looked down and found that it was a five-character poem. He thought it was Zhao Bingcheng who wanted to test himself, so he looked at it carefully, then shook his head and said: "There is nothing special about this poem. The first line uses three tones in a row, but it is just average. Compared with his poems, it is still preferable."

Zhao Bingcheng shook his head, showing disappointment: "What I want you to see is not the technique of this poem, but the spirit contained in it. If you write a poem just to pile up rhetoric, then the pen and ink are upside down!"

"This..." Hearing this, Fang Ziyan looked at the poem in his hand again, and felt the meaning inside, and felt a sudden change.

One poem and four sentences are easy to understand.

"The student is wrong." Fang Ziyan hurriedly lowered his head and acted ashamed. Although he did not say those words before, they were caused by him.

Several Confucian scholars squeezed over, and when they saw this poem, their faces became hot immediately, and those who talked about the peasants blushed, thinking that this poem was just to humiliate themselves and others.He wanted to argue, but he didn't dare to contradict Zhao Bingcheng.

Someone guessed that it was Qiu Yan's poems, and said, "This Qiu Yan said that he doesn't know how to write poetry, but he has such a skill."

"You can only see the shallow meaning of this poem now, and it will be possible to understand it more than ten years later." Zhao Bingcheng said.Glancing at Glolan and the others, thinking of what Qi Xin said just now, he shook his head secretly, "As Qiu Yan said, there is nothing to do with childbirth, but looting. Don't be ashamed, but be proud, and you can be comforted for a while. And retaliate."

After saying this, he seemed a little out of spirits and left a few sentences.So he took Qiu Yan's poem and left.

Song Yuan shook his head, explained something to his daughter, and left Wenqulou.

As the two left, the atmosphere in the Wenhui became gloomy. Even Song Qian was a little out of her mind. She didn't know what she was thinking, and answered without saying a word.

And a famous officials and ladies.Then he chased the Confucian scholars and asked about Qiu Yan, which made the Confucian scholars very embarrassed, but no one mentioned the matter of fainting anymore.

Today, they were first suppressed by Qiu Yan with lantern riddles, then calmed down by the handwriting, and finally made ashamed by a poem, what face do they have to say Qiu Yan?

Fang Ziyan, who was originally valued by Zhao Bingcheng.They were all reprimanded, with a gloomy look on their faces.

"Four lines of unqualified poems, the meaning is plain, but he said it would take more than ten years to comprehend, this Zhao Bingcheng is probably an old fool! Today Qiu Yan came out and treated me as a stepping stone. He is just a nobody , and I am a talented scholar all over Jiannan, how can I bear this tone?"

On the other side, those military generals' children were fighting for the stack of papers left by Qiu Yan, not for the poems on the paper, but for calligraphy. The more military generals they came from, the more they liked to use poems and books to decorate the courtyard.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Qi Xin sighed.

Yang Dingyuan asked in confusion: "Brother, what's wrong with you? You actually spoke for Qiu Yan."

After taking a look at this brother, Qi Xin said in a low voice: "Qiu Yan is not simple. The current matters are probably under his control and calculations. It can be said that he has reversed the disadvantages in one fell swoop. Not only has he washed away his stigma, but he has also established his prestige. , contacts, and once this poem is spread, it will gather popularity, and it will soon become famous in Wuxin City and Jiannan Road, you and my brother may wish to make friends with him."

"No matter how powerful he is, he is just a scholar." Although Yang Dingyuan also knew that Qiu Yan was extraordinary, he still couldn't let go of his airs.

"Scholar?" Qi Xin smiled, "Their literati are promoted differently from us. Maybe they live in a humble room today and live in a temple tomorrow."

………………

Since Qiu Yan left the Wenqu Building, he has been walking all the way without any nostalgia.

"This literary meeting is nothing more than a group of men and women who take it for granted to get together and praise each other. This time, I will use this to reverse my reputation. If it is not necessary in the future, I don't need to attend such gatherings. It is a waste of energy and time."

As he walked, he thought.

"Although if you have a good relationship with Song Qian, you will have a better chance to find out the reality of King Tongshan, but when I come to Wuxin City, I have no intention of marrying the daughter of the Jiedu envoy, so there is no need to make false claims and play with emotions, huh?"

He was thinking about it when suddenly his heart moved.

"Several Kitchen God believers came to the city."

At the same time as he sensed it, he had already returned to the post station, and after entering the gate, he ran into several Confucian scholars.

These Confucian scholars were still pointing and pointing, with a hint of ridicule.

"I don't know if I'll see you tomorrow. What kind of expressions do these people have?" Qiu Yan just glanced at them and ignored them. He went straight into his room, lit the lamp, and saw the baby ginseng wriggling on the desk.

When he was packing his luggage in Liu's old house, he also brought the baby ginseng. These days, he was reading and writing, and the baby ginseng was with him. However, during the three days in a coma, the baby ginseng became more active for some reason, wriggling and climbing everywhere. .

Qiu Yan was about to clear the table when his expression suddenly changed.

"Huh? One of the believers entered the Jiedu Ambassador's Mansion. What a surprise!"

There was a sparkle in his eyes.

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