Chapter 45: Run away after pretending, it's really exciting
"Ahem, um... it's getting late. I still have something to do, so I'll leave first. Everyone, please continue. Mr. Lu owes me two hundred guan. Don't forget. I'll have someone pick it up tomorrow. Before I leave, I'll do it.
A poem for you all, hoping to encourage you all."
Jiang Fan's voice broke the silence.
When they heard that Jiang Fan was leaving, Prince Wu and his disciples instinctively wanted to persuade him.
Even Yun Qingqing suddenly came back to her senses, and the indifferent expression on her face could no longer be maintained.
But after hearing the second half of Jiang Fan's words, the thought of persuading him stopped abruptly.
Still want to write a poem? Let me encourage you all?!
What kind of brain does this guy have?! Is it so easy for him to write poems and lyrics?
The shock brought by the song "Song of Water Melody. When will the bright moon come" has still not faded away.
Everyone's mood was still in a state of excitement, so much so that after hearing Jiang Fan's words, most of the talented people in the room felt a little numb.
"Don't worry, Mr. Lu, this poem is a temporary gift from me. It's free of charge. Buy two, get one free. I may make a profit, but you will definitely not lose!"
After Jiang Fan said another sentence to Lu Zhaoling, his expression straightened and he said: "Young people don't know the feeling of sorrow. They fall in love with the upper floors. They fall in love with the upper floors and force themselves to talk about sorrow in order to compose new words. Now they know the taste of sorrow.
I wanted to say it, but I still wanted to say it. I wanted to say it, but I wanted to say it, but I said it was a cool autumn."
hiss!
After hearing this, Prince Wu immediately took a breath.
It's so cruel! In one poem, he basically scolded all the talented people who participated in this poetry meeting!
Are you forced to express sorrow in order to compose new words?
Isn’t that what tonight’s poetry recital is like!
This man's talent is indeed astonishing, but in just one day, he wrote a poem and a word to curse people... He is really... so full of character!
When others write poems and lyrics, they are all arty, but this one is so good that he takes it as his own duty to curse others?
However, the more capable people have always been, the weirder their tempers are. In comparison, the character traits displayed by Mr. Jiang Fan are actually... quite cute.
No hypocrisy, no pretense!
No...I have to drink to calm down...
Prince Wu shook his head, picked up the wine flask, poured himself a full glass, and drank sip after sip.
"Okay, this is the poem I'm giving you for free. I want to encourage you all. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
After Jiang Fan finished reciting a poem, he waved directly to Lin Wanqing and Tieniu, then bowed to Prince Wu, who was sitting with him in the first place, and left without hesitation.
No one could react. The numbing shock continued, and Jiang Fan and the other three were about to walk out of the garden.
As a result, the familiar distant voice suddenly came from Jiang Fan and the other three who were about to disappear.
"The first couplet: the poem fell into the storm, the second couplet: the poem became so weeping ghosts and gods! Horizontal comment: Jiang Fanqiang, I surrender!"
puff!
Prince Wu just took it into his mouth, and before he could swallow it, all the wine spurted out in one gulp.
This... what is this thing?!
Both the first and second lines are extremely heroic, but what the heck is that horizontal line?
Even if you want to boast...you don't have to waste so much! It simply ruins that heroic couplet!
Several old masters all showed expressions of dumbfounding.
On the contrary, Yun Qingqing couldn't hide her smile and looked at the direction Jiang Fan was leaving, with brilliant eyes.
All the talented people participating in the poetry meeting looked at each other for a while. Lu Zhaoling was the first to react and couldn't help but said angrily: "Why do you insist on expressing sorrow in order to compose new words! Is this mocking us! The poetry meeting held by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince
, to be slandered so wantonly by him? He simply doesn’t take His Highness into consideration! It’s so presumptuous!”
While speaking, Lu Zhaoling secretly glanced at Prince Wu's reaction.
I hope that through this method, Prince Wu will feel disgusted with Jiang Fan.
Regardless of whether he will retaliate against Jiang Fan for the time being, he must at least forgive his IOU, right? Otherwise, he owes two hundred coins out of nowhere, and with the endorsement of Prince Wu's Palace, he can't refuse even if he wants to.
Is the family afraid that they could kill him?
However, Lu Zhaoling was destined to be disappointed.
His provocative words did not make Zhou He have any negative emotions toward Jiang Fan. Instead, he frowned and looked at him.
Such a reaction made Lu Zhaoling feel cold.
Sure enough, Zhou He did not save any face for the talented people in the room, and said bluntly: "I don't think there is anything wrong with Brother Jiang's poem. To be honest, I am very disappointed with your works today. Everyone.
I am a young man from the Great Zhou Dynasty. I believe that most of you will choose to participate in the imperial examination next year. However, if you all have such a flashy mentality and cannot concentrate on studying knowledge, then I personally am not optimistic about your prospects for the imperial examination.
"
"It has been less than forty years since the founding of our country, Great Zhou Dynasty, and there are still many shortcomings that need to be improved and resolved. These...are all opportunities for you. Selecting talents and serving as officials has always been the way that I, Great Zhou Dynasty, insist on selecting officials.
, Today, His Majesty is determined to forge ahead and is eager for truly talented people. I hope you will not waste this opportunity."
"Having said this, I don't know if you can listen to it, but I still hope that you can take it as a warning! Well, today's poetry meeting will end here. As for Mr. Lu, you owe Jiang
Brother Erbai Guan, I will keep this in mind. The Lu family is a scholarly family, so if you want to pay back the money you owe, you won’t do such a thing, right?"
"Of course..."
Lu Zhaoling said with great difficulty.
"Very good. Mr. Yun, let me take you back. These few poems by Brother Jiang today are at least not in vain."
"Then please trouble Your Highness."
Yun Qingqing stood up and gave a blessing ceremony to Zhou He, but her mind was filled with Jiang Fan's laughter and curse just now.
It was already night when we came out of Fujiang Garden. Although Heyang City did not impose a curfew on the day of the Reunion Festival, it was impossible to find cars leaving the city.
As a result, Tieniu simply carried Jiang Fan on his shoulders, and then, together with Lin Wanqing, they ran home as fast as lightning.
It was not late at night when he rushed home. After Tieniu placed Jiang Fan at the door of the courtyard, he bowed to Lin Wanqing, then turned and left.
The firelight was bright in the courtyard. As soon as Jiang Fan entered the courtyard, he saw that Nuo Da's courtyard was almost full of food and prepared pigs and sheep.
Pieces of brand new silk cloth were also neatly stacked in the corner, obviously all purchased today.
"Xiao Nuan said that you bought these with money, so the distribution can only be distributed by you. He can't make the decision on his own, so he let them all go."
Lin Wanru appeared in the courtyard at some unknown time, saw the surprise in Jiang Fan's eyes, and said softly.
"That's it... Okay, let's talk about it tomorrow. I'm a little tired, so I'm going to rest first."
Jiang Fan smiled and nodded. After saying good night to Lin Wanqing, he reached out and rubbed Lin Wanru's hair, then stretched out and entered the bathroom.
It’s so exciting to just pretend to be Bi and run away!
The moment he returned to his own world, Jiang Fan couldn't help but think happily.