After the Marquis of Anqing got to know Xu Yi, he thought of taking advantage of the opportunity of this sorority party to perform a good show of politeness. It would be best to ask Mr. Xu to give him a calligraphy treasure, which would be a great honor.
Unexpectedly, no matter how good he was in setting the beads in his abacus, he couldn't resist someone and dropped his abacus.
"Ji Changtian, what on earth are you going to do!"
The Marquis of Anqing supported Xu Yi, his eyes spitting fire.
King Pu'anyi never expected that both parties had agreed on the terms, but something came up again. His eyes focused solemnly on Xu Yi's face for the first time, and his thoughts turned around. He still didn't understand. This person's unruly nature was really... He is confident, but who is this person?
"Why should uncle hurt the feelings between our relatives for the sake of outsiders?"
King Pu'anyi said calmly.
He had given the Marquis of Anqing some face, and if the other party didn't appreciate it, there was no need for him to be petty.
Not everyone can figure out how noble the dignified King Pu'anyi is. It is related to his dignity as King Pu'anyi, and he is not afraid of the lawsuit being brought before the emperor.
The Marquis of Anqing said angrily, "Outsiders? Do you know who this is? This is a famous scribe from Dai Viet, known as the Immortal of Poetry and the Sage of Poetry. Mr. Xu Yi and Xu are the same."
The voice of the Marquis of Anqing was loud and loud, and everyone in the hall could hear it.
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was extremely quiet. Then, countless screams were heard, all of which were female voices. The crowd quickly gathered here, and those running in front were all female relatives.
The terrifying formation frightened Xu Yi. He had no idea how famous he was now.
If there are stars in Dai Viet at the moment, Xu Yi is undoubtedly the brightest one.
At the same time, he has such a great reputation. And never showed up, which inadvertently coincided with the principle of hunger marketing.
The Marquis of Anqing quickly ordered the guards.
Controlling the situation makes me feel very satisfied.
Fortunately, there are all upper-class nobles here. Although the ladies were vying to see Xu Yi, they did not lose their grace. They gathered around ten feet away and stopped approaching. They all looked at Xu Yi up and down.
His green clothes were stained with blood, his face was thin and pale, and he couldn't be called handsome. His faint bookish air fit the image in his mind.
"This person is actually Xu Yi!"
King Puanyi was shocked. Secret toothache.
He had also speculated about Xu Yi's identity. He was the eldest son of the eight great families and the direct descendant of the seven great sects. He didn't take it too seriously. The only thing he could worry about was worrying about which of the great men in the court would be this person. My son.
Those civil servants love to provoke noble relatives in order to clear their name, but if they offend these mad dogs. The trouble is really big.
He never expected that the skinny boy he provoked would turn out to be the legendary poet and poet.
This person has no fame, but I heard he was a policeman. Now being selected as Luan Wei is a rather prestigious status in the eyes of outsiders, but in the presence of King Pu'an Yi. Just a royal servant.
However, this person's status is humble. His reputation is too great, and his literary reputation is astonishing. The civil service team is afraid that this person will be regarded as a similar person, and there are also a large number of fans of this person in the inner palace.
Now, the conflict was out in the open, and after a little calculation, King Pu'anyi found that he had become the weaker party.
"No, you must not let go of this tone. If you let go, the brand of King Pu'anyi will fall!"
King Pu'anyi gritted his teeth secretly and said in a cold voice, "So what if he is a poet, immortal, or ci, disrespecting the royal family is a huge crime. Besides, the name of poetry, ci, sage is just attached to someone who does good things. How do you know that he is not deceiving the world and stealing his name?"
"Deceiving the world and stealing your reputation? Ji Changtian, do you really dare to speak? Jianghu, Tianya, asking for love, mourning, and even the couplets that have been hung in front of Donghua Immortal Temple, none of them are not masterpieces handed down from generation to generation, and what is more rare are all impromptu propositions. The difficulties involved cannot be solved without a shocking genius, how can it be wiped out by simply deceiving the world and stealing the name?"
The Marquis of Anqing shouted loudly, King Puanyi made it clear that the chariot and horse would have a fight with him, and the Marquis of Anqing would naturally die to support Xu Yi.
"What do secular people know about poetry? They are just following what others say and making noises, so that young people suddenly become famous."
The high-gown scholar stepped forward and looked at Xu Yi, his eyes burning brightly.
"Who are you? How dare you say this."
The Marquis of Anqing was furious.
"Worldly people understand poetry very well." When he heard it, he felt it was extremely harsh.
The Confucian scholar with a high crown cupped his fists and said, "It's floating in the lower leaves!"
"What, could it be that the cotyledon leaves are falling in today's imperial examinations, and the Ci Ke list!"
"It must be, look at the number of green leaves embroidered on his left shoulder, which is the legendary symbol of the Ye family."
"Hey, it's Mr. Ye. He said, 'The moon is not in the dream, it should be the soul in the dream.' I like it so much!"
"…………"
The Gaoguan Confucian scholar was very satisfied with the shock he had brought. He clasped his fists and looked directly at Xu Yidao, "Everyone, what Ye said earlier may have been a bit hurtful, but it is the truth. There are all kinds of tricks in the world to win fame for Mr. Xu. , asking for love, a couplet, these four articles..."
"Where is another tribute?"
There were hints of dissatisfaction among the crowd.
Ye Piaoling said, "There is still doubt as to who wrote the word "Mourning". Maybe a certain hermit did not want to reveal his name, and maybe he used the name of Mr. Xu. After all, there is no one involved. This short poem The author can only be considered anonymous. I believe that the Marquis of Anqing and I agree on this point. Otherwise, why would the Marquis of Anqing not mention the name of mourning just now?"
An Qinghou's face turned red, wishing he could have stared Ye Piaoling to death on the spot. He had not mentioned the name of mourning just now, but in fact he had forgotten it. It was just a list, why did he need to go into details, and now this villain was talking about it.
Due to his status, it was difficult for him to argue with Ye Piaoling.
Everyone in the audience was slandering, but seeing that Anqing Hou was silent, they only said that Anqing Hou really thought so, and it was difficult to explain in words. Besides, there was King Pu'anyi present, who would be willing to get involved in the dispute between these two powers for no reason.
Yan Zi couldn't stand it anymore and was about to speak out, but Xu Yi stopped her with his eyes.
After all the chaos, Xu Yi's mood improved, and he felt that this sorority party couldn't have come at a better time.
On the one hand, it cut off the hidden poisonous snake Shui Qingchen, and on the other hand, it gave him a chance to show weakness. King Pu'anyi's slap made him almost cheer. He was afraid that the aura of a strong man on his body was too strong. If he makes a fuss, no one will be able to contact him with the scar-faced Taoist.
Thirdly, the current excitement made Xu someone smell the scent of red gold coins.
Overwhelming the whole audience, Ye Piaoling was very proud, and continued, "Jianghu, Tianya, Wenqing, and that couplet, let's talk about that couplet first. In terms of intention, it is obviously excellent, but in the end it is too simple. , in terms of diction, you can’t tell the level of your skills. To put it bluntly, it just tells a common truth, just like eating makes people full, and drinking water can quench thirst. What’s so strange about it?”
"Let's put aside the couplets and let's talk about Jianghu and Qingqing. Jianghu is simply a child's graffiti. The meter is wrong and the parallelism is unfair. Apart from being a little heroic, it is simply incomprehensible. Let's talk about Qingqing. This kind of word card is unheard of. , do not follow the classics, and make their own mistakes. No matter how talented you are, I will forgive you."
"Only in this world, painting is combined with poetry, poetry is combined with painting, and scenes are blended together. It can be regarded as a rare masterpiece, and it is surprising to read. However, just based on one excellent work, he dares to claim to be the immortal of poetry. Isn't it surprising? All the heroes in the world are laughing their heads off.”
To be continued.
