Li Huairen just said to Ling Yun directly, just write it and write it with ease.
Even if you write randomly, as long as there are words on the paper, you have passed it, and no one else will be able to see the content in the end.
Ling Yun was amused by Li Huairen's words. He never expected that Li Huairen would suddenly say such a sentence.
This is tantamount to stating his position.
As for Gao Shijing, after listening to Li Huairen's words, his expression changed unpredictably. He was shocked for a while, smiled bitterly, collapsed for a while...
He couldn't understand why the prefect defended Ling Yun so much. Was it because he couldn't compare to this thin boy wearing white cloth?
When you attend a banquet, you know where to eat and you look like a wild boy from a mountain village who has never seen the world.
Ling Yun didn't say anything, not just to take revenge on Gao Shijing, but actually he had been thinking about it.
Whose poem is better to memorize? It would be bad if you accidentally memorized a poem from the previous dynasty and got exposed.
It would be tragic if it made everyone laugh and sneer at you.
"Yes, the student has shown his shame." Ling Yun had an idea and a poem came to his mind.
After just a few breaths, Ling Yun was inspired.
Seeing this, the servants on the side immediately gave him paper, ink, pen and inkstone for him to write.
Ling Yun wrote a Qing Dynasty poem "Hsinchu" eloquently. After writing, he put the pen down and glanced at Gao Shijing with disdain.
It seems to be saying, dear, if you dare to compare poetry with me, see how I will piss you off!
Gao Shijing was so scorned by him that his cheeks were bulging with anger. It seemed that there was anger stuck in his mouth and he couldn't swallow it.
I want to vent, but I have nowhere to vent my anger. I can only sit there and stare.
The servant presented the poem composed by Ling Yun to me, Li Huairen.
Li Huairen took a look and admired sincerely, "Well, it's worthy of being the head of the case. The speed and style of this poem are quite like my old style, hahaha, not bad, not bad, seriously."
Originally, he was worried that this guy Ling Yun wouldn't be able to write poetry!
This made him frightened, so he took the initiative and tried to set him free.
If he really opened the back door for him in public, if this matter is mentioned by someone with intentions in the future, it will probably become a stain on him.
Are you going to let the water go? As the prefect of Anzhou, I'm afraid he won't be able to get away with it.
After reading it, Li Huairen presented it to Li Chengyou.
Li Huairen originally had no hope and just thought it was Li Huairen pretending.
But when I saw the poem on the paper and read it silently, I was shocked.
He stared at Ling Yun for a while, thinking to himself, no wonder this guy is so calm and composed, it turns out he has a plan in mind.
The corners of his mouth were raised, and he said with a stiff smile, "That's true. It is indeed the case that I ordered personally."
The academic master gave a compliment without any reason, which set off the whole audience.
They were already shocked when they heard the prefect praise Ling Yun.
Now even the scholar-officials have personally admitted that Ling Yun's poems are well done.
They couldn't help but wonder, were Ling Yun's poems really so good?
Then why were you silent just now?
Could it be that he is pretending to be a cat eating a mouse? It's just that he looks innocent and doesn't look like a wealthy person.
Is there something fishy in it?
The two adults praised Ling Yun unabashedly. Some below were happy and some were sad.
Huanxi is just Wang Jinghui or his good friend.
Naturally, those on Gao Shijing's side looked sad, looking like they were just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.
Gao Shijing refused to give up, so he thought it was the prefect and the academic master who joined forces to deceive them.
Especially the way the prefect looked at Ling Yun seemed to be a signal that the two of them were cheating!
So he continued to move forward on the road of seeking death, never to return, and said in a strange way, "Sir, since the poems written by Anshou are so powerful, why don't you circulate them around so that all the students like me can also experience the elegance of Anshou?"
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Gao Shijing's words are equivalent to reminding everyone that only you and Master Xuezheng have read Ling Yun's poems. They don't know whether they are bad or bad. What if, for the sake of face, the two of them joined forces to deceive them?
So they started to make noise again. They may not dare to do it alone, but in a group of people, they are a little unscrupulous. After all, the law does not punish the crowd.
"Yeah yeah..."
"Sir, why do you need us to appreciate the style of poetry written by Jishou?"
"Oh? Could it be that you can't even believe my words?" Li Huairen leaned slightly and looked down at everyone, his voice filled with anger.
Then he added, "I said yes, that's all. It's not your turn to act arrogantly here."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the students knew that the prefect was angry, and they all remained silent, not daring to say another word.
But Gao Shijing was an exception. The more the magistrate above defended Ling Yun, the more he felt that Ling Yun could not write poetry.
This must be the case, he thought to himself, trying to coerce them into giving up, but he wouldn't.
Anger has made him lose his mind.
"Sir, is it possible that none of us here are worthy of reading the poem written by Case Chief?"
"Okay, okay, you are so fearsome and courageous. I will convince you all now." Li Huairen said three good words in a row, with anger in his voice. He summoned someone and ordered him to read the poems written by Ling Yun one by one.
Gao Shijing looked at the confident Li Huairen, and no longer looked as confident as before.
After the poem written by Ling Yun was circulated, the scene was completely silent.
Because Ling Yun's poems not only closely follow Ya Zhu, but also include everyone.
New bamboo branches are higher than old bamboo branches, all because of the support of old trunks.
Next year there will be another new born, the ten-foot-long dragon and grandson will come around Fengchi.
"I really didn't expect that the head of the case could produce such a masterpiece in such a short period of time. It's unbelievable, unbelievable!"
"Old man Wei is right. This poem has a deep meaning. Doesn't the old bamboo symbolize the academic administration and the prefect? Doesn't the new bamboo symbolize the candidates of this year's high school? It's really amazing!"
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The comments of the great scholars are tantamount to sending Gao Shijing to death row again.
He clutched Ling Yun's poem tightly in his hand, shaking with anger.
Ling Yun knew his current mood without even looking.
He was like a clown, trying his best to trip him up, but never thought that in the end he would pick up a stone and drop it on his own feet.
Ling Yun thought that he would just admit defeat, but he never thought that Gao Shijing would not shed tears until he saw the coffin.
He was indignant and said with a smile, "The poem at the beginning of the case is naturally good, but it took me as long as a cup of tea. If it were me in this time, I might be able to write three poems."
After saying that, he looked at Ling Yun provocatively.
The meaning is self-evident, that is, unwilling to admit defeat to Ling Yun.
How could he, who comes from a distinguished family of officials, bow to a peasant from a humble background?
The scene suddenly became quiet again, and all eyes were focused on the two of them again.
Gao Shijing's words were equivalent to showing that he was dissatisfied with him.
If the two of them couldn't decide the winner today, I think Gao Shijing would not let it go.