Saint of the Confucian way

The five officials immediately blushed and were very excited. They never expected to get the attention of the empty saint!

Associating a person with the power of official seal will continuously consume talents. Although the consumption is very small, it is also a great burden together.

Many officials have bright eyes. The main reason why they dare not help Fang Yun is that they are afraid of being retaliated. But if there are official seals concerned, they will not have such worries.

Even the look of some officials has changed. Fang Yun is so willing to treat the officials who take refuge in him. If there are grade officials taking refuge, it will be of great benefit.

Master Shen Ming snorted coldly and said: "Fang Xusheng is in a high position. How can he be the last? If he is the last to appear, he will be accused of being timid and afraid to write words! What's more, the county magistrate is the respect of a county, and should be an example even in the cultural society. Most importantly, all generations of county magistrates in the ten countries may have produced works in succession in recent days, and even some people have been listed in the Ding list of the literary list. Fang Xusheng naturally wants to The sooner you press them, the better! "

So a large number of readers present began to agree.

"Who dares to precede the virtual saint?"

"You are willing to teach others, but I dare not!"

Fang Yun listened coldly to the comments of those people. No wonder so few people were selected. They were all their confidants, probably to prevent the disclosure of their real intention.

Once Fang Yun leaves, more than 100 people here will certainly try their best to publicize this matter, and Qingguo scholars and Lei family will also try their best to weaken the achievements of Fang Yun's literary war.

Those people don't need to completely destroy Fang Yun, and don't even care if they can hurt Fang Yun. All they need is an excuse! Even if it's just to vent their grievances suppressed by Fang Yun!

Since people will find excuses to attack whether they leave or stay here, Fang Yun will settle down instead.

"Well, don't argue. The county will come to the stage and write a poem now." Fang Yun got up, put down the slaves and walked to the table behind the high platform of the meeting. The host immediately left humbly.

Ao Huang kept observing everyone and realized that things were unusual. He whispered, "scholars are really full of bad water. I don't know what to do, but it shouldn't harm Fang Yun."

Nu Nu nodded gently.

Fang Yun's private soldiers frowned. It was obvious that the conference had been prepared long ago. There must be experts behind the scenes. As long as Fang Yun stepped into the conference, he would be in prison.

Many officials did not know what this was, but since it was designed by the leftist party, they must support it.

Only a few people smiled, especially master Shen Ming. The hatred in his eyes had been turned into sarcasm, as if Fang Yun would make a fool of himself immediately and needed to brew language to laugh at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun dipped his pen in ink and said slowly, "there is no spring in February in Ning'an, so I don't sing about the scenery of Ning'an. I just went to Qing state a few days ago. It is located in the south of the Yangtze River, and the flowers are blooming in spring. Then the County wrote a fishing song."

Fang Yun finished and quickly picked up his pen to write.

"In front of Xisai mountain, egrets fly, peach blossom and flowing water, mandarin fish are fat, green Ruo hats, green coir raincoats, and there is no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle."

As soon as this word came out, everyone was surprised. Many people were speechless, or were awed by the beauty of this word, or indulged in its artistic conception.

See North mang general Ding Haosheng holding the official seal, aiming at the paper in front of Fang Yun, see three feet seven inches of orange standing on it, the light is surging, and the word of Mingzhou.

Fang Yingwu was surprised and said, "the word 'oblique wind and drizzle' can be called a stroke of God! Once this sentence came out, I almost saw the oblique wind and drizzle of spring with my own eyes."

Fang Yun smiled and didn't say much. For himself who has experienced a lot of Tang and Song poetry, Zhang Zhihe's poem is only fresh and meaningful, writing a beautiful fishing scenery, but it has different meanings in Shengyuan continent, where the accumulation of poetry is insufficient.

In particular, the sentence "no need to return to the wind and rain" is highly praised by countless noun people in later generations.

No matter in any dynasty, most scholars respected seclusion after success. After Tao Yuanming, this atmosphere reached its peak, which is a spiritual realm.

From entering the WTO to being born is a life process that scholars think is perfect. In Shengyuan continent, they also pay attention to entering the WTO again after being born. However, this time, China's entry into the WTO is not to step into officialdom, but to embark on the real road of the holy way after years of cultivation!

"After reading the word 'slanting wind and drizzle', all other sentences related to wind and rain taste like chewing wax! Light wind and drizzle, light wind and drizzle, light wind and drizzle, light wind and fog rain... In any case, they are far less true and more beautiful than 'slanting wind and drizzle'!"

"Sure enough, it's a good word! The whole word doesn't have a word of spring, but it's full of spring."

"This word is poetic and picturesque. Every sentence is picturesque in front of you! You see, egrets fly in front of the green mountain, peach blossoms bloom, running water rises, mandarin fish swim in the middle of the water, and a fisherman wears a green coir hat, fishing in the slanting wind and drizzle, immersed in the beautiful scenery, happy and content, and forgets to return home."

"If Tao Yuanming sees this word, he will probably praise it loudly! This sentence is no less impressive than Tao Sheng's' picking chrysanthemums under the East fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely '. However, the artistic conception of this word is slightly worse than that of' seeing Nanshan leisurely ', but it is even better than the beauty of the scenery!"

Ding Hao said: "Tao Sheng will be pleased if he sees it! It is also an idyllic poem. This fishing song is purely silent between mountains and rivers, without any ambition, ambition or artistic conception. What he seeks is a leisurely, exquisite, simple and beautiful. The beauty of spring scenery can be called the first in the world!"

"Of course, for example, in" Spring Dawn ", the words" sleep in spring and hear birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain at night knows how many flowers fall ". Among them, the simplicity is more than that in" yugezi ", and the sorrow and thought in the sentence" how many flowers fall "is also more than that in" yugezi ". However, in terms of beauty, it is far less than that in" yugezi ". It is really a great joy in life that there is no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle!"

"Fang Xusheng wrote more than one spring scene. He once wrote a song" butterflies love flowers ". In the first half of the que," flowers fade, red, green, apricots are small, swallows fly, green water is surrounded by people. There are few willows and cotton blowing on the branches, and there is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world. "It is also a wonderful word to write the spring scene, but the scenery is more like looking far away, and a few strokes outline the spring. But this" Fishing Song " , but it is more detailed. In terms of poetry and painting, this word can be called a masterpiece in the world! "

"Fang Xusheng uses words like a gift from heaven!"

"It's incredible that the words are like ink and have their own color."

"Since then, the wind is oblique and the rain is fine!" Ding Haosheng said again.

"Tao Sheng returned to the garden, drank and enjoyed himself, and saw Nanshan leisurely. Fang Xusheng was dressed in a coir hat and fishing in the gentle wind and rain. Two kinds of scenery, one kind of leisure. Beautiful! Happy planting!" Yu Ba Chi shook his head, like a scholar immersed in his own world without current affairs.

At the beginning, it was only praised by Fang Yun's aides, but after Ding Haosheng spoke, the other officials of the left party couldn't help but appreciate the good words.

Shen Ming's face was black since Fang Yun wrote Yu Gezi.

Fang Yun bowed to the crowd and turned to step down. Shen Ming looked at Fang Yun gloomily and said, "county magistrate Fang, don't worry, it's not over yet!"

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