Although the whole thing was caused by the bad words spoken by the Xie family, and the little girl came to him on her own, she was the one who caused this mess after all. The pretty little girl was crying with grievance, and her forehead was still bulging.
There was a big bump like a horn, and the white skin was so red that I felt pity for him when I looked at it...
Xie Chengjie and his son glared at Fang Jun fiercely, but did not dare to say anything. The melee just now dispersed the energy of both father and son. Even though they were angry in their hearts, they suppressed it subconsciously.
Xie Wenju was thinking quickly in his mind.
These government officials obviously did not want to offend Fang Jun, and Fang Jun did not take action himself. Even if the pilgrims were incited by them to take action, Xie Wenju could not do anything to Fang Jun without any evidence.
Rumor has it that Fang Jun is being impeached?
hehe……
Xie Wenju doesn’t want to die yet.
After all the calculations, it seemed that the Xie family could only suffer a loss from what happened today. Although he felt extremely aggrieved, Xie Wenju had a deep fear of Fang Jun and subconsciously wanted to stay away from Fang Jun.
It's just that my uncle, the eldest son and legitimate son, has never had a good temper. He is used to bossing around in Jiangnan, so it is probably difficult to swallow this tone.
After thinking about it, Xie Wenju decided to admit defeat, and at the same time persuaded his uncle that the future was long, so why did he have to fight Fang Jun to death?
He considered his words, but before he spoke, he heard Xie Chengjie say to Fang Jun: "What happened today was Quanzi's fault. Xie apologized on Quanzi's behalf. I hope Mr. Erlang will not remember the faults of villains and not be as knowledgeable as Quanzi."
Xie Wenju almost thought that his ears were ringing. Did his arrogant uncle say these words?
Fang Jun also lost his temper at this moment, mainly because he felt a little sorry for making the little girl cry, so he waved his hand generously: "Since you have sincerely apologized, wouldn't it seem a bit unreasonable if I refuse to forgive you? In other words, I
He is also a good-tempered person, but your child has no moral integrity and spits shit all the time. This means that if you meet Fang, if it were another person, you will definitely suffer a big loss! The people in Guanzhong have a violent temper and will beat you to your knees.
You can’t call Dada (Dad)!”
The boy in brocade clothes was so angry that he almost vomited blood!
I’ve been beaten and scolded, but you’re not done yet?
Xie Chengjie grabbed his son, his old face was so gloomy that it could drip with water. He gritted his back molars, resisting the humiliation, and nodded: "Thank you Erlang for your advice. My Xie family will definitely remember today's teachings, and there will be rewards in the future!"
Full of threats.
Fang Jun's face also darkened, and he squinted at Xie Chengjie: "What, are you trying to scare people?"
Xie Chengjie said no more, and handed over to Fang Junyi: "See you later."
Then he took his family and left.
The little girl in the purple gauze skirt followed Xie Chengjie obediently, walked a few steps, looked back at Fang Jun, and gave her a big eye roll...
*****
Fang Jun didn't have a good impression of the Xie family at all, especially after hearing Shangguan Yi talk about the great scholar who came to Beijing with the Xie family and questioned whether his poems were original.
Although I am indeed not original...
The problem is that I am probably the strongest plagiarist in history. The poems I plagiarize come from the future. It is impossible for anyone to provide evidence to prove that I am plagiarizing. Since there is no evidence, why should I say that I am plagiarizing?
Just because you are young and have insufficient experience, it is impossible for you to create those excellent poems?
What a joke!
Is it okay to forcefully express sorrow in order to compose new words?
The range of human imagination can "reach the eight extremes, and the mind can travel thousands of miles", "climbing is full of emotions in the mountains, and looking at the sea is filled with meaning." The past, present, and future can be traveled at will; heaven, earth, hell, everywhere .
"The sharp mountains by the sea are like swords, and the coming of autumn cuts the heart of sorrow everywhere."
Is it really possible to cut the intestines with a sword?
"Raise a glass to the bright moon, and look at the shadow to become three people"
Is Li Bai really drunk?
"Wearing Xie Gong's clogs, we climbed up the Qingyun Staircase. We could see the sea and the sun on half of the wall, and we could smell chickens in the air."
Could it be that Li Bai became a god?
What nonsense...
Fang Jun doesn't care that a so-called great scholar doubts him for no reason. If you say I plagiarized, you have to provide evidence!
There is no evidence, what nonsense are you talking about?
Fang Jun, who was extremely confident in his time-travel golden finger, had no idea that he was about to encounter a huge crisis...
*****
This farce ended with the Xie family swallowing their anger.
Of course, things cannot be revealed so easily...
Three days later, Xie Chengjie went to the East Palace to meet with Prince Li Chengqian. Along with him was Wang Xue'an, a great Confucian from the south of the Yangtze River.
Xie Chengjie's sister, Xie Shi, is the concubine of Secretary Cheng Su Dan, and Su Dan's daughter is the crown prince Li Chengqian's concubine...
After going through many twists and turns to get to know his relatives, Li Chengqian had no choice but to give face to the princess and summoned Xie Chengjie in the East Palace. As for Wang Xue'an, Li Chengqian had heard of his name early and admired his talent and learning, so the etiquette was very solemn.
The summons took place not at the Li Zheng Hall, but at the Chongxian Hall.
This was Wang Xue'an's request, saying that he wanted to see the highest-level aristocratic school in the Tang Dynasty...
Li Chengqian did not doubt his presence and readily agreed.
"Mr. Wang has lived in the south of the Yangtze River for a long time, but his literary name has long been spread throughout Guanzhong. I am really lucky to have the honor to listen to Mr. Wang's teachings this time."
Li Chengqian sat at the main seat and offered compliments with a smile.
Although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not domineering enough and lacks a bit of vigor in his actions, he is extremely gentle in his dealings with others and makes people feel like a spring breeze. Therefore, he has a very good reputation in the court and is more popular than the talented and arrogant Wei King Li Tai.
After all, a gentle and gentle emperor is a blessing to ministers...
Wang Xue'an, who has a delicate appearance, is sitting at the bottom. His thin body is straight and his back is straight. He is full of a strong and upright temperament. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "Your Highness is too praised. The common people study studies not for reputation or for seeking official positions, but just for the sake of reputation." It is enough to read the books of sages and sages, find ways to govern the world, use them to teach your disciples, be loyal to the emperor, serve the country, and help the country!"
A sage with an upright mind and the spirit of serving the country and the people!
Li Chengqian was in awe...
Xie Chengjie said from the side: "Mr. Wang lived in seclusion in Dongting, studied and wrote books, and his reputation spread all over the south of the Yangtze River. Many disciples arrived in the capital this time to take the imperial examination, so I went to the capital together with you to experience Guan Zhongcai."
Li Chengqian said happily: "The south of the Yangtze River is soft and soft, while the Guanzhong is strong and fierce. The scenery is different, and the folk customs are also different. They can be said to have their own advantages and disadvantages. Since you have come a long way, sir, I would like to stay there for a longer time so that I can ask for more advice and learn something better." "
"Haha, your highness is ridiculous, how can ordinary people afford it?" Wang Xue'an stroked his beard and smiled, his face full of humility: "Guanzhong has always been the capital of emperors, with eight hundred miles of Qinchuan, outstanding people and places, and countless heroes gathered together. , there are numerous literati and poets. How can ordinary people dare to play tricks in front of all the heroes in the world if they are just Han Yi and are lucky enough to read a few books? As for advising His Highness, they absolutely dare not. This Chongxian Hall has gathered all the famous officials of the Tang Dynasty. How can ordinary people not do it? Dare to do whatever you want."
Hearing these humble words, Li Chengqian felt happy.
Although the Chongxian Hall was established by the emperor, it is now his place of study. It is naturally very proud to be praised by the great Confucian scholars from Jiangnan...
Xu Jingzong, who was on the side, received a look from Xie Chengjie and interjected: "Mr. Wang, there is no need to be polite. Your name is as loud as a thunder, but it's just a matter of fate. Mr. Suwen is not only proficient in classics and history, but also poetry and poetry.
He has profound attainments. I wonder if there are any masterpieces recently that we can take a look at and appreciate the charm of Jiangnan?"
He and Xie Chengjie were old acquaintances, and he and Wang Xue'an were also old friends. Therefore, this time Xie and Wang visited the prince, and Li Chengqian asked him to accompany him.
Li Chengqian was stunned, looked at Wang Xue'an and asked: "Sir, you actually like poetry too? What a coincidence. We happen to have a master of poetry in our Chongxian Hall, and his poems are all rare masterpieces."
Wang Xue'an postponed and said: "Brother Yanzu has been praised too much. He just has nothing to do and is arty, writing lyrics, music, poems and essays to entertain himself. How can he be worthy of the words 'very profound attainments'? Brother Yanzu is doing me a disservice! However,
, the master of poetry mentioned by His Highness, may I ask which great Confucian scholar it is? I really want to ask for advice."
Yanzu is the name of Xu Jingzong.
Li Chengqian then said: "This son is the second son of Fang Xiang's family, Fang Jun and Fang Yiai."
Hearing this, Wang Xue'an's face immediately darkened, and he said decisively: "Such shameless people are really a shame to our generation of scholars. It's okay not to see them!"