Li Xiuyuan's emergency poems and essays finally silenced these officials temporarily.
After all, he is not an authentic ancient person, so his thoughts are slightly different from those of the ancients. Whether it is his views on ancient texts or his approach to governing a party, they are far different from these officials.
It is this difference in thinking that makes Li Xiuyuan and these officials have different temperaments, which also leads to the fact that he cannot answer any question to satisfy these officials.
A person's personality can be changed, but his thoughts cannot be changed.
So Li Xiuyuan knew that his answer might arouse the resentment of these officials, but he still said it according to his heart.
When this poem was read out, these officials were a little surprised and chewed it over and over again.
Because Li Xiuyuan's poems really fit the situation, and they are also very stunning.
It is qualified to be passed down to future generations.
But soon these officials felt something was wrong.
The last sentence: I urge God to cheer up and send talents of any kind.
There is nothing wrong with this sentence. It describes Li Xiuyuan's current mood and is appropriate to the situation. However, the first sentence is extremely problematic.
Jiuzhou is angry because of wind and thunder, and it is pitiful that thousands of horses are silent.
This sentence bluntly points out that the government and the public are dim, the society is decayed, and only by relying on the violent power of wind and thunder can it be rejuvenated.
If this poem were read out among a group of scholars, the whole house would definitely be applauded. After all, scholars like to criticize government affairs the most.
But who is here?
They are officials from the imperial court, high-ranking officials on the political side, and even the minister of war of the imperial court. And if Li Xiuyuan said such a poem in front of so many imperial officials, doesn't it mean that they are stupid and decadent?
After realizing this artistic conception, the faces of the officials present darkened.
They are both officials and literati.
Li Xiuyuan's poem is enough to be passed down to future generations, but they have become the foil of this poem. If it spreads, won't they and others have a bad reputation in the future? It has become a symbol of corrupt officials and corruption in the poem.
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A weak scholar is not terrible. What is terrible is that this scholar has extraordinary poetry.
Li Xiuyuan saw the expressions on the faces of these officials. From being surprised and wanting to praise them before, they all turned ugly after understanding the meaning of the poem.
"Arrogant, a mere scholar dares to satirize the court in such a poem. Doesn't it mean that you are a talented person and worthy of promotion and use by His Majesty, while all the ministers in the court are incompetent?"
"My knowledge and talent are average, but my tone is very arrogant. If you enter the court, I'm afraid even the prime minister won't take him seriously."
"Master Fu, you have also seen this person. He answered the first question incorrectly. The second question was even more biased. Although the poem in the third question is good, his heart is not right. According to the official
Look, not only can this person not be recommended to Your Majesty, but he is also banned from taking the imperial examination. How can such an arrogant and disrespectful person be allowed to serve the imperial court?"
After a brief pause, these officials immediately became filled with righteous indignation and turned to Fu Tianchou, the Minister of War.
I wish I could kill Li Xiuyuan right here so that he can never be an official for the rest of his life.
Li Xiuyuan looked at the attitude of these officials and couldn't help but feel ridiculous in his heart. It was too narrow-minded for them to care so much about a poem. If he was an official with such a mind, he would be a mediocre official even if he was not a corrupt official.
It should be noted that there is a saying that the prime minister's belly can carry a boat.
If you don't have a broad mind as an official, you will never be a good official.
But at this moment, Fu Tianchou, who was sitting in the main seat, looked calm and unmoved. Instead, he said with a bit of a smile: "In my opinion, there is nothing wrong with Li Xiuyuan's poems. The so-called poems are nothing more than poetry."
They all use the past to satirize the present, criticize the government, and express ambitions. Didn't Du Fu of the previous dynasty also have a poem: The emperor couldn't get on the ship when he called him, and he claimed that he was a drunken fairy. He didn't even see Du Fu, so he was accused by the emperor."
"My lords, please don't be angry. I already know Li Xiuyuan's talents. I need to think twice whether to recommend him to the imperial court. Well, it's getting late today. I still have some government affairs to deal with.
That’s it for now.”
After hearing this, several other officials were unhappy but did not say much. They just stood up and cupped their hands and said: "Master Fu, I have to take my leave."
After speaking, these officials left one after another.
Li Xiuyuan saluted and said, "Wan Sheng also bids farewell."
"Well, I will ask someone to give you a ride." Fu Tianchou Shi said, and then gestured.
A civil servant immediately saluted and sent Li Xiuyuan away.
Li Xiuyuan and several other officials left the yamen together. On the way, all these officials were dissatisfied with him. When they passed by, they all made a cold sound, flicked their sleeves, and left the words "arrogant scholar", and then walked away with a full belly.
Displeased, he strode away.
I believe that if I meet these people as an official in the future, they will definitely be my opponents in the officialdom.
This time I came to the Yamen and found nothing, only a group of future political enemies.
"My lord, I'll stop here. I can go back alone in the evening." Li Xiuyuan saluted the clerk.
The civil servant nodded and said, "I have something to give you on the order of Mr. Fu. It is your contribution to the disaster relief for the imperial court Jiashan." After saying that, he took out a wooden box from his sleeve.
"This is?"
After Li Xiuyuan took it, he opened it and found a stack of bills.
"It's a salt stamp. This is your compensation for your disaster relief expenses," the clerk said.
Salt stamp?
Li Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered the role of salt stamps.
The so-called salt coupons are bills specifically for the sale of salt. Because salt trading is profitable, it has always been controlled by the court.
To a certain extent, salt stamps are equivalent to salt, because smuggling salt is illegal. Having salt stamps means you have a legitimate identity, and you can go to the salt farm to buy salt and sell it elsewhere.
"So many salt stamps?" Li Xiuyuan said in surprise.
The salt stamps in the box are all in large portions, one piece is worth ten thousand catties, and this is a thick stack.
"The imperial salt fields in Yangzhou no longer produce salt. They have been eaten up by corrupt officials. Now Yangzhou is flooded with private salt. Even if you have the salt ticket, you cannot buy official salt, and private salt does not recognize the salt ticket.
"Finally, the official said again.
"..." Li Xiuyuan was immediately speechless.
The salt fields in Yangzhou do not produce salt, so wouldn’t the salt coupons be useless?
But Li Xiuyuan immediately understood his intention. If the imperial court does not produce salt, the Li family can produce salt.
"That's it. Thank you so much, Master Fu." Li Xiuyuan saluted.
The Minister of War had given him the proof that the Li family could legally buy and sell salt. No wonder the amount was so large. He felt that these salt tickets were of little value.
This is indeed the way of being an official. A stack of useless salt stamps is a reward for Li Xiuyuan, a hero of disaster relief.
However, Li Xiuyuan was not angry anymore. After all, this thing was also a profitable business for the Li family. It depends on whether he was willing to do this business.
"Uncle Duan, is my father still in the Yamen?"
Just when Li Xiuyuan was about to leave, two fast horses suddenly came slowly from the street. Sitting immediately were two women. They looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old. The younger one was about fourteen or fifteen years old. There were a few more behind them.
The guards don't look like local people.
"The two ladies are back. Mr. Fu is handling government affairs in the Yamen." The civil servant named Duan saluted the two women and spoke very respectfully.
"Um?"
Li Xiuyuan heard this voice that was very familiar. When he turned around to look next time, his eyes suddenly shrank.
The sixteen or seventeen-year-old woman at the head turned over and dismounted. With her hair flying, a delicate and beautiful face was revealed, but Li Xiuyuan had never seen this look before... in Lan Ruo.
Saw it in the temple.
The female ghost under the command of the tree demon grandma, Nie Xiaoqian.
"How is it possible? Even if Nie Xiaoqian was reincarnated, she would still be just a baby. How could she be so old?"
Li Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment when he looked at the woman's appearance, because the appearance was exactly the same, but the look between the eyebrows was slightly different.
Nie Xiaoqian is a female ghost, and her eyebrows are full of femininity. Coupled with her acting skills as a female ghost, she always looks weak and pitiful, which makes people feel pity for her.
Ning Caichen was so fascinated by Nie Xiaoqian that he couldn't help himself.
But this woman has a feminine heroic spirit, looks heroic, and gives people a completely different feeling.
"What are you looking at, you idiot? Sister, this person is so rude and keeps staring at you. He must be the dude you often call him. I'm going to teach him a lesson." The girl behind him looked angrily.
He grabbed Li Xiuyuan, took out the riding whip from his horse and threw it towards Li Xiuyuan.
She didn't want to hit Li Xiuyuan, but just flicked it in mid-air, pretending to scare him.
But Li Xiuyuan, who suddenly came to his senses, subconsciously counterattacked and waved his hand.
"Pa~!"
The riding whip suddenly exploded in mid-air and broke into two sections.
"Ah~!" The girl was startled by the explosion.
"Miss beware."
The guards behind them were all shocked when they saw this scene. They rushed over and stopped in front of the two women. They each held their waist knives and stared at Li Xiuyuan nervously.
The leading guard pulled out his sword, stared at Li Xiuyuan and said, "Where are you from? There are no masters like you in the world."
There is no mistake. The Qi fills the whole body, and the energy has possessed the body. He can cut off the flexible riding whip with his hand. This kind of martial arts has reached the master level. There are not many famous martial arts masters in the world. He only knows
There is a head catcher Yan Chixia in the six gates, a knight-errant swordsman Xia Houwu, and a Zuo Qianhu from the imperial court who have such cultivation. The remaining few are all generals of the imperial court, and there is one in the Yangzhou military camp.
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But those people all have names and surnames, and those who practice martial arts all have famous names. There are no nameless martial arts masters at the master level.
This man was standing at the gate of the government office. If he wanted to harm Mr. Fu, none of the government servants or soldiers present could stop him.
"What are you doing? Put away your swords. This is Li Xiuyuan, Master Li. He is a scholar with a great reputation. How can you behave so indiscriminately with swords and guns?" The man named Duan