In the face of fame and fortune, what feelings do you want? What love do you want? What original intention do you want?
Tell me quickly, which rock you came from and who is behind the scenes!
Yu Xian naturally understood the purpose of Meng Gongwei's conversation, and he didn't care about what these people were thinking.
It's nothing more than a few letters of recommendation, just write them.
If the recommendation letter is useful, the two traitors will be in big trouble; if the recommendation letter is useless, it will be these guys who are in trouble, not me.
This kind of thing can be done easily and cause some trouble for others, so why don't you do it yourself?
When the smile disappeared from their faces, didn't it transfer to my face?
What's more, it's okay if this thing can't be done. If it can be done, with the background of these second-tier nobles, there may be dozens of officials with "a thousand stones" or "two thousand stones".
This political force connecting the previous and the following was the cornerstone for the imperial court to control every state and county in the world.
Although this idle move is useless now, at a critical moment, it may have unexpected effects.
Yu Xian understood the gains and losses, but was unwilling to let go easily.
The most important target he wants to fish for is the ladies waiting outside to watch the poems and songs being performed.
The purpose of coming here to write poems is also to leave an impression on Cai Sheng so that he can borrow Luoshu from her later.
Even a good-tempered man like the head coach Zhang Lu said that Cai Sheng was difficult to talk to, and Yu Xian had to be fully prepared.
Meng Gongweiyang was appreciating it and glanced at the poem casually.
First, he was startled, and was infected by the leisurely meaning in Tao Yuanming's poems. Then he thought back to his original purpose, and said awkwardly in the eyes of everyone urging him, "Uncle is really different from the ordinary..."
What's the relationship with Bai? My elders also have some connections with the Taiyuan Wang family, maybe we are still related."
Although the turning point is abrupt, it doesn't matter. Just ask the key words.
Yu Xian smiled nonchalantly and said, "It's just asking Wang Yun and Dong Bai to do something, it's nothing. Who are they related to, I neither want to get acquainted with them, nor do I care."
Yu Xian's tone was so loud that everyone present took a breath.
If it was Yu Xian who was selling favors and asking for help, then that would be it. Unexpectedly, the guy in front of him actually used the word "instructions", and he didn't care about the reactions of the two people after they found out.
Everyone quickly analyzed two possibilities.
Either this guy is a lunatic who makes fun of everyone, or this guy's background is more terrifying than they thought.
Xin Pi quietly asked Cui Zhouping, who had brought Yu Xian here, "Brother Xian, is this person reliable?"
Cui Zhouping has the most stable mentality among these people.
With Yuzi's status and mysterious methods, it wouldn't be a big deal to get to know Situ, Marquis Xin, etc.
Facing Xin Pi's inquiry, Cui Zhouping did not dare to disclose Yu Xian's identity, but was also afraid that these people would cause unwarranted offence. He could only hint, "Those who look up to you will become taller, and those who drill down will become stronger."
Xin Pi glanced at Cui Zhouping in astonishment, and then looked at Yu Xian in disbelief.
This sentence comes from "The Analects of Confucius" and is certainly familiar to scholars of Xinpi's level.
The original text is, "Looking up makes me taller, drilling makes me stronger, looking ahead, and suddenly I am behind. Master is always good at tempting me. He persuades me with words, invites me with courtesy, and I can't stop. After exhausting my talents, if there is any
Even if you want to follow the established Zhuoer, you have no choice but to do so."
The origin of this sentence is remarkable. It is the evaluation of Confucius by Yan Hui, the leader of the ten philosophers of Confucius.
It means, "I look up at the teacher's knowledge and morality, and the more I look, the higher I feel; I study hard, and the more I study, the more inexhaustible I feel. It seems to be in front, and suddenly it seems to be behind. The teacher is good at teaching step by step.
Induced me, used various classics to enrich my knowledge, and used various etiquette to restrict my words and deeds, making it impossible for me to stop studying. After I exhausted all my strength, I still could only see the tall teacher's face.
Although I want to follow the figure from behind, there is no way to follow it at all."
There were many people nearby who heard this, and the voices of discussion immediately became quieter.
Cui Zhouping was an old man with two thousand stones, so he would never make such a joke without any reason.
Everyone looked at Yu Xian with awe.
But I heard Yu Xian said with joy, "Speaking of relatives and old friends, I happened to remember another poem of mine. The tall trees are full of sorrow, and the sea is full of waves. If you don't have a sharp sword in your hand, why make many friends..."
Everyone immediately looked back at Cui Zhouping.
Cui Zhouping was ashamed and hurriedly explained, "Look ahead and look behind. Uncle Yu's words and deeds must have deep meaning."
Everyone felt that the explanation was reasonable, Yan Hui said so, and they all turned back to see Yu Xian.
After Yu Xian finished reciting, he saw that everyone was staring at it carefully and there was no reaction, so he turned back and looked at Wang Can, who had the highest literary literacy in the room.
"Zhongxuan, what do you think?"
Wang Can was still thinking about whether he should send someone back to his hometown in Shandong to deliver the message, and then bring some belongings over, and let his mature and prudent family members accompany him to Chang'an to take care of things.
When Yu Xian asked this question, he suddenly became confused.
In full view of everyone, he couldn't help but answer, so he had to bite the bullet and say perfunctorily, "Excellent, excellent."
Yu Xian naturally saw Wang Can's lack of attention, glanced at Wang Can dissatisfied, and then remembered that he had never forgotten his original intention.
He quickly grabbed this rare poetic point and said accusingly, "Zhongxuan, why are you so angry? Your rude and ruthless look reminds me of another poem of mine."
After reacting, Wang Can suddenly panicked, "No, boss, give me a chance to reorganize my language!"
He actually listened to a few lines just now, and the quality of the poems was indeed very high.
It would be embarrassing for this person to come out with another poem criticizing himself. If it is well written, it might be circulated for eighteen hundred years.
But Yu Xian seized this fleeting opportunity, grabbed the pen and ink, and wrote directly.
Everyone was speechless, why did it start again?
Sure enough, it is "looking ahead and looking behind". How come this elder's brain circuit is so incomprehensible to others.
Then everyone thought rebelliously that when Yan Hui evaluated Confucius, he was somewhat emotional...
——"Life has no roots, floating like dust on the road. Scattered and driven by the wind, this is no longer the same body. We are brothers, why should we be close by flesh and blood?"
Seeing Wang Can's face full of tangles and pain, Yu Xian felt amused, but continued to teach him seriously, "Zhongxuan, if you look like this all day long, how can you be happy in life? You look like this...
I remembered the second half of this poem again."
So he picked up his pen and wrote again, "Have fun and have fun, fight and drink with your neighbors. The prime years will not come again, and it will be difficult to come back to the morning again. You should be encouraged in time, and time waits for no one."
Wang Can looked at the paper and didn't know what to say, but he instinctively made an accurate judgment in his heart.
——This poem is very good.
So..., when I sing in the future, I won't mention today's events...
Then, something happened that made his mentality explode.
Yu Xian actually divided this poem into two parts and made an inscription and postscript.
The previous title says: "When an elder asked a question, Wang Zhongxuan responded perfunctorily, but he did not go too far. He wrote it down in poetry."
The postscript says: "Wang Zhongxuan was ashamed at that time, so the elders encouraged him and recorded it in poetry."