"Okay!...Wait, what did you say?!"
Xiang Shoucheng thought he heard wrongly! The poems and books of Pengcheng Bofu are passed down to the family?
Xiang Shoucheng turned his head and saw the guard staring at a sad face, as if his parents had died.
"Master! Wen Dou! Is this more likely!?"
Just when Xiang Shou was in trouble, an old man leaned out from upstairs.
"I have heard for a long time that Scholar Yang is amazingly talented and talented in poetry. How about taking advantage of Shi Geng's birthday today to show off his talents?!"
Yang Qingyuan, who was still smiling at first, froze slightly, and then his expression became serious.
Yang Qingyuan never expected that this old man would stand up for Uncle Peng Cheng's son.
Kong Qinli, a bachelor of Dongge University, is a contemporary Yan Shenggong. A person with extremely high prestige in the literary world.
But Yang Qingyuan was not interested in him at all. To be precise, he was not interested in the direct lineage of the Northern Sect of the Confucius who had surrendered without a fight in the face of foreigners.
Yan Shenggong? !
Confucius was a sage, but not all his descendants were gentlemen.
The former Qin Dynasty was overthrown, the mainland of China sank, and the Xiongnu and Mohe from the north went south to plunder, and when they reached Qizhou, at the foot of Mount Tai, the descendants of the Confucius surrendered without a fight, shouting long live, with the same language and the same species.
Fortunately, the side branches of the Confucius Mansion fought to the death to protect the saint. Four branches and 2,700 young and old died on the battlefield, so that the holy name was never stained by the hands of unworthy descendants.
However, after the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, in order to appease the hearts of the world's officials, Taizu once again conferred the title of Yan Shenggong on the direct descendants of the Confucius family. This is how Kong Qinli became the Dongge bachelor today.
But if he doesn't like Gui Gui and Yang Qingyuan, he still has to respect Kong Qinli, otherwise Yang Qingyuan will not be able to bear the label of disrespecting Confucianism and Taoism.
Moreover, Kong Qinli is still a bachelor of Dongge University. Although he does not hold real power and does not discuss government affairs, he is Yang Qingyuan's boss.
"Yang Qingyuan is walking in the Wenhua Palace of Xiaguan, and he meets the Confucian scholar!"
Kong Qinli was very dissatisfied with the three people on the top list of Yong'an in 13 years.
None of the three people that day were direct disciples of the Northern Sect of the Confucius family. What made Kong Qinli even more displeased was that the teacher of the three of them was Qian Muqian, a bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion.
A person who usurped Kong Qinli's position as the leader of the literary world.
In Kong Qinli's heart, he had always been the leader of the literary world. However, Qian Muqian's literary talent was astonishing, far beyond the comparison of Kong Qinli. Even with the halo of being a descendant of the sages, Kong Qinli still found it difficult to compete with Qian Muqian.
When they were young, the two men were evenly matched, but now their status has undergone earth-shaking changes.
Qian Muqian was the Chancellor of the Hanlin Academy, in charge of the Hanlin Academy, and served as a bachelor in the Wenyuan Pavilion. He could participate in discussing important affairs of the government. He was an old and important minister in charge of the Hanlin Academy.
Kong Qinli, on the other hand, relied on the name of Yan Shenggong to become a bachelor of Dongge University. He only had a false title and could not participate in political affairs. He could only manage a group of scholars in the Imperial College.
Such a gap made Kong Qinli resentful of Qian Muqian.
He hated Qian Muqian's protégé and was naturally not friendly towards him.
"I have long heard from Brother Mu Qian that he was full of praise for your poetic talent and wise planning!"
"Your Excellency, this is a ridiculous compliment. Is Qingyuan worthy of it?"
The two of them exchanged pleasantries.
"This Zuiyue Tower is a rare high-rise building in the city of Gods. If you climb to the top of Zuiyue Tower, you can see half of the city at a glance. My dear nephew, why don't you compose a poem with the theme of climbing high today? How about it?!"
Yang Qingyuan bowed and said, "I am willing to give it a try!"
Facing so many people, including many scholars, Yang Qingyuan could not openly refuse Kong Qinli's request.
"Then the theme is climbing. In ancient times, Cao Zijian wrote a poem in seven steps. Today, my nephew walks up five floors to respond." Kong Qinli's words did not give Yang Qingyuan the slightest chance to refuse.
Yang Qingyuan smiled slightly, knowing that Kong Qinli was making things difficult for him. If he couldn't write a poem within the time of climbing five floors, his reputation would be tarnished. And writing a poem can be regarded as a good story. The old man is also included in this good story, which is beneficial to his literary reputation and seems to be a sure profit.
Yang Qingyuan climbed to the second floor, and the first sentence he spoke shocked everyone present.
"Up, up, and up!"
After a brief silence, everyone suppressed their laughter.
Only Xiang Shoucheng downstairs burst into laughter, "Can you become a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy and a Jinshi at this level?! Hahahaha!!"
Ignoring the sounds around him, Yang Qingyuan continued to climb the stairs and recite poems.
"Up, up, and up, up to the top of the building!"
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone in the building could no longer hold back their laughter and burst into laughter.
Kong Qinli also had a look of disdain on his face, and he sneered loudly at the people downstairs, "Mr. Yang's poem is indeed unique. He is a gifted poet, and his reputation is well-deserved. A three-year-old can recite it casually! Brother Mu Qian is a good disciple! What a good eye. !”
After hearing Kong Qinli's sarcasm, Yang Qingyuan raised a smile, knowing that the effect he wanted had been achieved.
After climbing two more floors, everyone thought that their talents were exhausted, but they heard Yang Qingyuan chanting.
"When you raise your eyes, the setting sun shines far away, and all living things can only be seen at once."
As soon as the poem came out, the whole place fell into silence.
It's a typical example of expressing desire before suppressing it. The two lines that were originally good are made even more brilliant by the previous two lines that resemble children's jokes.
Up, up, and up, up to the top of the building.
When you raise your eyes, the setting sun shines far away, and all living things can only be seen at once.
Compared with Yang Qingyuan's previous works, this poem can only be regarded as average. However, because this poem has an allusion to climbing a building to compose a poem, it may remain in the history of Qing Dynasty and become a good story.
In the 18th year of Yong'an, the scholar Yang Gong went to a banquet and was embarrassed by Confucius Qinli. He went up to the five-story building and wrote a poem. When the first two sentences came out, Confucius didn't understand them and laughed at them. After the second sentences were finished, everyone praised them and didn't do anything in advance.
Kong Qinli has even thought about what is recorded in the book. He, Kong Qinli, will become a model of mockery and ignorance of poetry in this allusion.
Seeing Yang Qingyuan walking up to the fifth floor with a smile on his face, Kong Qinli almost couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. How vicious is this guy's intention to ruin my literary name!
Yang Qingyuan even pretended to walk up to Kong Qinli and bowed.
"The younger generation is less talented and less knowledgeable, but fortunately he lives up to expectations."
Regardless of the etiquette language, no one can find a single fallacy.
Kong Qinli could only swallow this loss alive.
"Bah bang bang!"
An Shigeng on the side suddenly clapped his hands, "I've heard for a long time that Mr. Yang has a divine talent for poetry. Such strange poems really opened An's eyes!"
It was also the first time for Yang Qingyuan to see the man behind the scenes who controlled the overall situation. He had a beard at the corners of his mouth, but it was still difficult to hide the femininity of his appearance. The first impression given to people was that this person was by no means a kind person. I don't know how An Shigeng became the richest man in the capital with such a villain face, or in other words, if he wants to become the richest man, he must have a villain face.
"You're welcome, Officer An!"
