He Ludong immediately came forward to stop him and said, "the person selected by Gu Xiang is very inappropriate. The previous two people have little age difference from Fang Xusheng. It is common to give gifts to each other. However, Zong Wuyuan is quite old and his literary position is Hanlin, so he is not a young man in Qingguo."


    Zong Wuyuan stepped forward and said with a smile, "compared with Fang Xusheng, we have made little achievements and can be called young people. It''s just a name and position, so general he shouldn''t haggle over every detail. Moreover, the three people are getting older in turn. There seems to be no suitable person except me, otherwise, someone in our country must stand up against it. General he, ask."


    He Ludong looked at the scholars in Qingguo and was speechless.


    Most Qingguo people feel very ordinary. Zong Wuyuan is indeed qualified to say this. As a direct descendant of the semi holy family and a 30-year-old Hanlin, if even he is not qualified, none of the people present are qualified.


    However, Fang Yun found that some of the officials were cold faced and obviously resented Zong Wuyuan''s words.


    Fang Yun nodded and said, "yes, brother Wuyuan is famous. He became a scholar before 30. He can be called the young scholar leader of Qingguo."


    Those who originally disliked Zong Wuyuan heard this, and the color of disgust in their eyes was even heavier.


    Zong Wuyuan immediately took off his sword and said, "the sword is given to the hero and the poetry is sent to the famous scholar. Fang Xusheng is both a hero and a famous scholar. Naturally, it is the sword and poetry. This sword is by no means general, but the sword of Gu Qingyuan, a famous general in Qing Dynasty."


    Hearing the words "Gu Qingyuan", the smile on many faces of Jingguo disappeared, and even Fang Yun''s expression changed slightly.


    Gu Qingyuan, who claimed to be unparalleled in military strategy a hundred years ago, fought against Jingguo. Now Yongzhou, adjacent to Xiangzhou, is Gu Qingyuan who took it from Jingguo.


    Now everyone knows that there must be something wrong with the poems given by Zong Wuyuan.


    See Zong Wuyuan holding his sword in both hands and reciting poetry slowly.


    "Tourists go to Jingdu,


    The sword is worth thousands of gold.


    Break up and give each other,


    One heart in my life. "


    Many Jingguo people were puzzled at first, but they immediately looked angry, but they could only keep their anger in their hearts.


    This poem looks very ordinary on the surface. It just says that Fang Yun wants to return to Jingguo and Zong Wuyuan gives away his sword, which represents sincerity, shallow words and deep feelings. It is a good poem in itself.


    However, scholars are not reckless men, and many poems and articles are not so simple on the surface.


    Fang Yun was already on guard. After listening to this poem, he immediately remembered an allusion in the historical records.


    It is recorded in the historical records that Ji Zi met Xu Jun on her way to the mission. Xu Jun liked Ji Zi''s sword very much, but he didn''t ask for it. Ji Zi also saw it. However, Ji Zi didn''t say anything about going abroad with a sword.


    When the mission to other countries is completed, Ji Zi returns and is ready to give the sword to Xu Jun. however, Xu Jun is dead at this time. So Ji Zi hung his sword on the branch in front of Xu Jun''s grave.


    This is a story praised by the ancients.


    The same allusions, the same poems, if Yan Yu used them in vain, it must be a piece of sincerity, but if Zong Wuyuan made them, it obviously means to curse and die.


    If Zong Wuyuan is not a descendant of an aristocratic family, in the face of this curse, Jing Guo has the right to appeal directly to the punishment hall and strictly investigate this person. After all, it is a very serious violation of the following rites. However, Zong Wuyuan is not only the lineage of the aristocratic family, but also Zongsheng is still alive. Even if he tears his face to sue Zong Wuyuan, there will be no result in the end. At most, Zong Wuyuan orally admits his mistake and should not use allusions indiscriminately.


    The people in Jingguo were holding a stomach fire.


    Some Qingguo people showed their complacency, fighting poems and papers, talking and talking, which is the skill of scholars. Qingguo lost a state and scolded Fang Yun.


    However, most of those scholars in Qingguo with higher literary status bow their heads slightly. They obviously disdain to participate in this struggle, but they can''t oppose their fellow countrymen in Qingguo, so they can only be silent.


    Fang Yun knew that now Qingguo people were watching their jokes and wanted to get out of control and say some impolite words, but he smiled calmly.


    Whether Zong Wuyuan, Qingjun or others, they don''t understand why Fang Yun doesn''t care.


    Qingguo''s literary minister was old and cunning. He immediately coughed and arched his hands and said, "Fang Xusheng, the three people in Qingguo have finished giving poems. If you don''t dislike it, give one back. You are the one who left. You don''t make farewell poems as usual. At the moment, it''s infinite spring, peach blossoms are in full bloom, the river is surging, and any scenery can be included in poems."


    Fang Yun smiled and said, "I want to write two words. Since this place is in the south of the Yangtze River, the first one is" recalling the south of the Yangtze River. "


    "Waiting for the great work of the virtual saint!" Gu Fu stepped back to show his respect.


    Fang Yun, with his hands on his back, looked up slightly and looked at the Yangtze River.


    Most of the people present immediately nodded slightly, and some even bent slightly to show their respect.


    Fang Yun walked slowly to the Shili Pavilion and opened his mouth to recite poetry.


    "The south of the Yangtze River is good, and the scenery is old. The sunrise River flowers are red than fire, and the spring river water is green as blue. Can you not remember the south of the Yangtze River?"


    Fang Yun finished reciting this famous poem by Bai Juyi, with thunderous praise.


    "Good!"


    "Worthy of being Fang Xusheng, it is also made on the spot. One person presses three scholars!" an old Hanlin in Qingguo did not hesitate to praise.


    "The color is strong and extremely bright. The word says the beauty of Jiangnan in spring!"


    At the moment, Qingguo people talk about things. No one dares to blame or is willing to blame. After all, it is well written.


    "The sunrise river flower is more red than the river flower in the fire. Should it be the red flower by the river?"


    "It''s hard to say. The rising sun can dye the waves in the red river."


    "Green is like blue. It''s well used. The green of the river is greener and bright than the cyan dye."


    The people talked one after another, but the voice suddenly fell down because a young Jinshi suddenly asked questions.


    "Fang Xusheng has never been to the south of the Yangtze River in the future. Why do you say ''the scenery is old and familiar''. How can you say that the scenery has long been familiar without seeing the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River?"


    Zong Wuyuan and others looked heavy and didn''t speak.


    Everyone looked at each other and thought it over carefully. Someone suddenly realized it.


    This sentence obviously means that many places in the south of the Yangtze River are the territory of Jingguo. Fang Yun, a native of Jingguo, should have been familiar with it early. If this statement is true, the first sentence Jiangnan is good, and the intention is too obvious.


    It''s better to say that Fang Yun returned to Jiangnan as a winner!


    The people in Jingguo nodded and smiled slightly. They probably understood Fang Yun''s intention to operate the poem. Fang Yun only used one word to prove that he was the winner and counterattacked Zong Wuyuan from a higher level.


    Jiangnan is good because the scenery in the past will reappear!


    Just as the people of Fang Caijing couldn''t fight back against Zong Wuyuan, the people of Qing couldn''t accuse Fang Yun of anything. What''s more, Fang Yun didn''t have any personal attack. He wrote the word in a dignified manner as a winner. Even if he admitted the metaphor, it was blameless.


    Gu Fu didn''t want this scene to continue to be embarrassing, so he said, "excuse me, Fang Xusheng, where''s your second song?"


    Fang Yun took a look at Zong Wuyuan, and then took a deep look at Qing Jun. he turned and walked away with spring thunder on his tongue.


    "In the future, Ben Sheng will come to Qingguo palace, take this sword and give the second word to Qingjun!"


    Qingjun''s face changed dramatically.


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