Liu Ji looked up and saw the verses dripping with ink on the snow-white wall!
"Heavy snow weighs on the green pines..."
"The green pines are straight and straight..."
"Know that the pine trees are noble, wait until the snow melts..."
At first glance, apart from the powerful strokes and richness and beauty of the strokes, the words appear too plain. Could it be that they are the graffiti of a young child? But after chewing carefully, you will find that there is a strong force between the lines.
The majestic spirit rises to the sky, revealing the perseverance, the uprightness and heroism that would rather bend than bend, and the spirit of not being afraid of difficulties, vigorous and vigorous, and becoming stronger with every setback!
Liu Ji is also a bachelor who has read a lot of poetry. He increasingly feels that this poem is powerful and majestic. Reading it is refreshing and mind-blowing!
Take another look at the last famous money, Fang Jun...
In the early days of the founding of the Tang Dynasty, the Zhenguan poetry circle was mainly created by the court poets around His Majesty Li Er, who inherited the palace style poetry of the Southern Dynasties, and used rich and colorful words, such as Yu Shinan, Wei Zheng, Yang Shidao, Li Baiyao, etc...
At first, most poets still wrote strong and simple works. However, after entering the court, they wrote more and more social and singing works, and their poetry style also tended to be flashy and luxurious, showing the tendency of aristocracy and court. Based on the beauty and beauty,
It pays attention to form and technique, and pursues the beauty of rhetoric, neat dialogues, and harmonious phonology, but the content and subject matter are relatively narrow.
Most of the poems of this period strive to be delicate and sculptural, with all their strength and strength lacking.
However, Fang Jun’s poems are unique!
His poems rarely use rhetoric to pursue magnificence, but often use simple and plain words to show a majestic picture, such as "The Charcoal Seller", such as "Red Cliff Nostalgia", such as the song "Green Pine" in front of me!
It seems to be a simple and straightforward statement, even a young child can write a sentence, but the words are bold and eloquent, the momentum is majestic, the mind is broad-minded, strong but not weak but can be smoothed, carved but not broken but can be pressed.
Strong!
Therefore, this poem has just brought such a big shock to Liu Jie!
Just like a group of posing vulgar fans, a peerless swordsman with a silver saddle and a white horse suddenly jumped out, his heroic spirit and sword aura soaring into the sky!
What a poem!
Liu Ji secretly praised it!
When he read it again, he realized more and more the depression, frustration and perseverance contained in the lines of this poem!
Poetry to express ambition!
This is an accusation against Fang Jun for the injustice he has suffered, and expresses his character of keeping his spine straight even if there is heavy snow!
Liu Ji's eyes sparkled. At this moment, he forgot Fang Jun's sarcasm just now, the humiliation Fang Jun had inflicted on him in the past, and all his hatred and anger...
Because he saw the opportunity to be famous with this poem for future generations and shine in the annals of history!
Liu Ji couldn't care about anything, and turned around to tell the censor who followed him: "Hurry and invite the calligraphy craftsmen to come here, and you must hire the best ones. No matter how expensive the price is, you must have the best craftsmen!
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Literati have a bad habit. Whenever they see good poems and articles, they will want to copy them down and read them later. If they see the poems of the sages in rock caves and other places, they will print them down and pass them on to others.
Later generations.
Several censors did not think deeply about it, but one Liu Jie saw a good poem and wanted to have it printed, so he hurriedly went to find a calligrapher.
Wei Yijie's face turned dark immediately...
At first he thought that Fang Jun wanted to confess, but when he brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone, he realized that this guy's hands were itchy and wanted to write poems...
Just write, you can't let people even speak and write articles, right?
But when Fang Jun finished writing, Wei Yijie immediately became furious!
Mother!
With you, I am a strong and straight green pine, and I am the white snow that melts at sunrise?
This is simply writing me down as an evil force that oppresses a upright person like you. Is this okay?
Hence, Wei Yijie's angry roar when Liu Dewei arrived.
Now Liu Ji actually wants to print this poem...
You mother-in-law, you think that few people know about it, and you want everyone in the world to know this poem, and call me a traitor who has framed loyal ministers forever, right?
"presumptuous!"
Wei Yijie doesn't care whether Liu Jie is the censor or not. Feel free to impeach him if you want. This poem must never be spread!
"This is the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. How dare you reveal the situation here? Do you need to follow the rules?"
"Rules? Haha!"
Liu Ji sneered, put his hands behind his back, and said leisurely: "You can tell people everything you want! Fang Erlang is the most master of poetry in the Tang Dynasty, and his calligraphy skills are even more outstanding. I have seen Fang Erlang's works.
It's hard to contain the love in your heart, so you keep the rubbing and keep it as a family heirloom. What does it do to you? You are so guilty and irritable and angry because of shame. Could it be that this poem... has some innuendo?"
Wei Yi solar term knot!
More than just innuendo?
This is simply pointing at my nose and yelling at me, and even nailing me to the pillar of shame in history, okay?
He finally realized how frustrated and angry he felt when King Li Tai of Wei faced the song "Charcoal Seller", but how powerless he was...
This place is the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. If he is determined to stop Liu Jie, Liu Jie will be helpless. But what is the use of doing so? Liu Jie is not an idiot, Liu Dewei, Zhang Yunji and others are not mentally retarded. It is impossible to say just twenty words.
I can't even recite it, not to mention there are many jailers and scribes here...
Is it possible that I can kill all these people?
It's only a matter of time before word spreads...
Andy Lau and Zhang Yunji don’t look good either.
Although Fang Jun's poem criticized Wei Yijie and others, in the end he was also criticizing the Ministry of Punishment. One of these two people was the controller of the Ministry of Punishment, and the other was a minister. In the final analysis, they were also to blame.
It's just that their ideas are no different from Wei Yijie's. How can we stop the spread of this poem?
I am afraid that from now on, the Ministry of Punishment will become a dirty place condemned by the world...
Liu Ji very enthusiastically took Fang Jun to sit down and praised: "Erlang's writing style is really the banner of the Tang Dynasty. It is majestic and sparse with awe-inspiring righteousness. Compared with those vulgar writings that have only gorgeous rhetoric but no strength and vigor."
Is it more than a hundred times stronger? I am lucky enough to witness Erlang's masterpieces one after another. It is truly a joy in my life!"
Fang Jun blinked and thought to himself, what the hell is this old guy doing?
No matter how well our poem is written, what does it have to do with you?
Why don't you hold grudges anymore?
He could only say with a smile: "Haha..."
Liu Ji patted his thin chest, with a righteous look on his old face: "It is said that poetry expresses ambitions. Erlang's poem is tragic, majestic, and upright, which is enough to show that he has a righteous heart. He is a role model for our generation of officials! Some details
Looking at it, there should be endless grievances contained in it! Don't worry, Erlang. Since ancient times, evil has never suppressed good. Why worry about being framed and slandered by traitors for a while? As a censor, a certain person has the responsibility of supervising hundreds of officials. He will definitely do it for Erlang at the cost of his own flesh and blood.
How can we make loyal ministers suffer and people with lofty ideals suffer injustice by complaining about injustice?"
Fang Jun became more and more confused...
Not only does this man no longer hold grudges, but he also wants to avenge me?
Could it be that this old guy like Liu Ji was moved by his "talented" and "seven steps to compose a poem"?
Fang Jun looked back at the poems on the wall, feeling a little confused.
Although this poem is very suitable for the occasion, it cannot be said that it is so shocking in the past and the present that it is enough to make enemies release all their past hatred and bow before them... that is not possible!
What the hell is this old guy doing?
Wei Yijie's face was ashen and he shouted angrily: "Liu Yushi, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense! The evidence in Fang Jun's case is solid and irrefutable, how can you allow you to slander it with just a few words? If you dare to talk nonsense again,
Believe it or not, I will give you a copy?"
Liu Ji didn't even raise his eyelids, he chuckled: "I am responsible for the management of books and serving as the censor. I have a mountain of memorials in my life, and countless people have participated in them. However, there are really not many people who can do this. Instead, I will participate in my own book... How about Wei Wei?
Sir, would you like to give it a try?"
Wei Yijie was so angry that he could not speak.
Writing memorials and participating in people's affairs is Liu Jie's specialty, and it is his strength. Has he ever played Liu Jie before?
After a while, the censors hurried over with rubbing craftsmen.
The Yushitai is not far from the Yamen of the Ministry of Justice. The Yushitai is responsible for supervising all officials, so it naturally does not allow such craftsmen to rub characters and collect evidence.
Liu Ji stood up excitedly and directed the craftsmen to carefully rub the handwriting on the wall...
When the rubbing was completed, he first said goodbye to Fang Jun, then gave Liu Dewei a brief bow, and quickly left with the censors without even looking at Zhang Yunji, who was confused, and Wei Yijie, who looked angry.
Walking to the door, Liu Jie whispered: "Hurry back to the Yushitai, I want to draft a memorial immediately to impeach the Ministry of Punishment!"