Chapter 38: Poetry

　　 "If Yang Ziqian did not go to Qingzhou, he could be pushed for this job." Zhang Shen said:
　　 "Among us, he is the best at this."
　　 The mountain breeze rushed into the room, and Chen Tai's long beard fluttering, and smiled: "I would like to say that my brother is more suitable to be an official in the court than me."
　　 "Old Piff, are you taunting me for kicking the ball?" Zhang Shen didn't get angry either, with a bachelor's posture: "You can do it, the old man listens carefully."
　　 Seeing that he was about to quarrel again, Zhang Shen's book boy lowered his head and walked in quickly, bowing and saying: "Sir, your student Xu is here."
　　 Xu farewell? Why is he here? The sage's quotations have been copied three hundred times? Zhang Shen nodded: "Invite him in."
　　When the book boy left, Zhang Shen glanced at Chen Tai on the opposite side of the chessboard, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, the old man recently accepted a new student. It's this Xu departed cousin. The poetry is shocking."
　　 Li Mubai immediately added: "That is also my student."
　　Chen Tai glanced at the surnamed Zhang and then at the surnamed Li, and his heart moved: "The poet who says "Mo Chou has no confidant, who does not know the king"?"
　　 Li Mubai and Zhang Shen smiled triumphantly.
　　 "Hahaha..." Chen Tai laughed out loud and nodded his two friends.
"Why are you laughing?"
　　 "I laugh at you being blinded by fame and fortune, oh, and jealousy." Chen Tai closed his smile, half admonished and half mocking:
"Yang Ziqian's name must be because this poem was passed down to later generations. It is really enviable. But you two don't want to think about it. It is rare to find a good poem. How many scholars have only a few good poems in their lives. "
　　"The sentence "Mo Chou has no confidant in the future, no one in the world knows the king" is already a magical pen, and I am glad to hear it, and I hope to have another one, no, two, so that you two will be named together forever?"
　　 "I care too much about fame and fortune, over time, how does the awe-inspiring righteousness in your stomach survive?"
　　 After a taunt, Li Mubai and Zhang Shen were a little embarrassed.
　　 From the bottom of my heart, I know that Chen Tai's words are reasonable, and there are good sayings that have been passed down through the ages, which can be made casually, and the other party is not a scholar, and I even won a song with a wonderful hand, which is a great fate.
　　 It is indeed a bit delusional to expect a subordinate staff member to produce good poems in succession, so that they can stay in the history.
　　 "You Ping's words are extremely true." The two men said in a deep voice, "The three immortal scholars, even if you want to go down in history, you should take the road in an upright way, not a shortcut. It's me who are wrong."
　　 "If you know what you are wrong, you can make corrections, and you are good at it." Chen Tai nods slightly.
　　 After a while, the book boy led Xu Qi'an and Xu Xinnian into the elegant room.
　　 The two men said at the same time: "The student has seen the teacher."
　　 Li Mubai and Zhang Shen looked at each other, surprised and delighted at the arrival of Xu Qi'an.
　　 "Sit down!" Zhang Shen said.
　　 "Ning Yan, you came to the academy because you have a good sentence to appreciate as a teacher?" Li Mubai tentatively asked.
　　 Xu Qi'an shook his head, and said, "The students come here and ask for something."
　　 "But it's okay to say."
　　 Xu Qi'an told the two teachers of his intentions and concealed his intention to retaliate against the minister of the household department. He only said that the chief ambassador of the tax and silver case was most likely Zhou Shilang, and if the other party had been through the Jingchao, he would definitely retaliate against Xu Mansion.
　　 "This..." Li Mubai glanced at Zhang Shen, who was also embarrassed, and said helplessly: "The academy prohibits outsiders from staying overnight. This is the rule."
　　 Scholars are the most disciplined.
　　 As soon as Xu Qi'an asked, he heard Xu Xinnian say: "The princess often lives in the college."
　　 Zhang Shen shook his head: "What kind of identity is the princess."
　　Xu New Year nodded: "The academy prohibits outsiders from staying overnight, except for the emperor's relatives."
Hey! This stunned green still couldn't speak as usual.
　　 The three Confucianists present laughed.
　　 Xu Qi'an almost laughed, but Erlang's poisonous tongue is still so sharp.
　　 Li Mubai shook his head, "Brother Kindly, you student, I am a little looking forward to him entering his life in the future."
　　 That's too scary... Zhang Shen's mouth twitched.
　　Only Chen Tai looked at Xu Qi'an with a smile. At this time, he interrupted and said: "Are you Xu Ningyan?"
　　 "It's a student." Xu Qi'an pretended to be a scholar in a Confucian shirt.
　　 "I heard that there is a talent for poetry, so if you can make a poem that satisfies the three of us on the spot, the old man will call the shots and let the family members of the Xu family stay in the college temporarily and keep them considerate."
　　 It is not the point to allow the daughters of the Xu family to stay in the college. The point is his last sentence, to ensure that they are considerate.
　　 This is the purpose of the Xu Qi'an brothers.
　　Xu New Year's face was slightly happy, and he turned to look at his cousin: "Big Brother..."
　　 He is both happy and apprehensive. It is not difficult to write poems. Every scholar can write neatly poems. The difficulty is to satisfy the three great scholars.
　　 Is this difficult?
　　 This is too difficult.
　　 Writing poems? Are you forcing me to prostitute you for nothing? Xu Qi'an did not immediately agree, but deliberatedly said:
　　 "Composing poems voluntarily is still a fixed subject."
　　 The three great scholars exchanged their eyes, and Zhang Shen said, "Encourage learning!"
　　 As expected, it is impossible to compose poems voluntarily, otherwise, I will come up with an eternal swan song every minute... Xu Qi'an sighed inwardly.
　　 at the same time heaved a sigh of relief, because this question does not have a super outline, and his little literary background can handle it.
The word 　　 Quanxue, the first thing Xu Qi'an thought of was "Quanxue" read in high school, but since it is a poem, then this ancient essay is not applicable.
　　The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu!
　　 In Xu Qi'an's mind, this persuasive poem that has been spreading from the past emerged immediately.
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　　 He just decided to use this poem to prostitute three great scholars, and suddenly he thought of the situation of Yunlu Academy for two hundred years.
　　 "If you remember correctly, this poem seems to be written by the emperor of the Song Dynasty? It is mixed with fame and fortune, and the students who graduated from Yunlu Academy have always had a difficult career."
　　 "I felt emotional when I was recruiting people in the resignation test. I don't know that I will be sent to that poor country in the future..."
　　 "I copied this poem, didn't I poke the heart of Yunlu Academy, it was counterproductive..."
　　 Seeing him being silent for a long time, Xu New Year's brows became more and more frowning. Among the three great scholars, Zhang Shen and Li Mubai had been looking forward to it, while Chen Tai was drinking tea with a smile.
　　 Xu Qi'an retracted his thoughts and said, "Students show their ugliness, leave the old, rub the ink for me."
　　 Xu Xinnian found the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and placed it on the table, grinding the ink for his cousin by himself, holding the pen in one hand, and holding his sleeve in the other. The nib was dipped in the ink, and he turned his head to signal his cousin to take the pen.
　　 My sloppy calligraphy is not ashamed....No, I don’t know how to calligraphy.....Xu Qi'an complained in his heart, and put on the posture of a scholar pointing the passionate writing on the surface, and said:
　　 "Farewell to ghostwriting for me."
　　 Xu Xinnian nodded and sat in front of the case.
　　 "Three watch lights and five watch chickens."
　　 "It is when a man is studying."
　　 "The black hair doesn't know how to study early."
　　 "Bai Shoufang regrets his late study!"
　　 After Xu New Year's writing, I put down my pen and stared at the seven words of handsome handwriting on the rice paper. My eyes are radiant and my face is slightly excited.
　　 There was a short silence in the house. Xu Xinnian experienced the lingering rhyme of this poem. The three great scholars walked to the shore and stared silently at the rice paper.
　　 stared silently.
　　The long beard reaches his chest, and Chen Tai's eyes flicker in a black robe.