Chapter 1648 Appearance

Romance Chinese Network

There is a small stream outside the south of Ningbo Fucheng, and the trees on both sides of the stream are shady.

Sitting by the stream and listening to the gurgling water, if you have another glass of wine, it will be a happy life.

Early in the morning, when the sun just shone on the creek, some servants came here one after another.

They cleared an open space by the river, then carried away the cut trees, and covered the stumps on the ground with grass, so that it would not look awkward.

After a while, scholars came one after another, and the riverside suddenly became lively.

Some of these people are not crowned, some are grizzled, but they all have one thing in common - reserved.

By the river, I only saw everyone bowing their hands and saying hello to each other, so there was no need for a glass of wine.

When Mu Yan arrived, he saw this lively scene. He smiled and quickened his pace, greeted people all the way, walked up to the undertaker Qian Wen, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Yan Dao, you have worked hard."

Qian Wen's family background is good, and he is also warm-hearted. He cupped his hands and said with a smile: "It's just to get some food and drink. The servants are also idle, so it's nothing to worry about. Mu Yan, when you pass the Juren exam, Zunfu will take the exam for you right?"

Mu Yan said embarrassingly: "My father said that my younger brother is too evasive, and it's hard to pick words."

Qian Wen said with a smile: "It's not easy to take, hahahaha!"

Mu Yan then integrated into those circles, greeting people everywhere, looking extraordinarily energetic.

"It's nice to be young!"

Qian Wen, who was in his twenties, watched Mu Yan running around enviously, and immediately ordered his servants to set up the table, food and drink.

After the two maids who recorded the poems were in place, the poetry meeting officially began.

So the stream was full of poems, so everyone was slightly drunk. When the sun was in the sky, the few who could not drink were already letting loose.

"It's so lively!"

Just as everyone was reciting poems, several people walked out of the woods, and the first one praised them.

Qian Wen looked at the visitor with a frown, and asked, "Dare to ask where the distinguished guest is?"

He placed people outside the woods, and logically no one could come in.

But the man in front of him looked very calm, and the two servant-like men behind him showed no sign of making a move, which made Qian Wen a little confused.

There was a slightly drunken scholar by the creek who had just composed a poem and won applause from the audience. He was proud when he saw a stranger coming in and shouted, "Brother Yan Dao, drive them away!"

Qian Wen has already married, but he is not stunned. He saw that although the person came in Tsing Yi, he had followers, so he asked, "Dare to ask my brother Gao's name."

The visitor held a folding fan in his hand and casually tapped his palms, before walking forward.

"I will wake up."

The visitor kept on stepping, walked to the front of the crowd, and asked with a smile, "Who told Fang to go away just now?"

"Fang Xing..."

The scholars present looked at each other, and suddenly someone shouted: "It's Xing Hebo!"

In an instant, there was silence by the creek, and the face of the scholar who was shouting just now turned pale. His legs were trembling, and he blinked his eyes and said: "Student... student... whoever doesn't know is not guilty..."

A few tables were placed by the creek, with wine and food placed on them. There was little smoke from cooking in the distance, it was the servants who were heating up the food and bringing it over at any time.

Fang Xing glanced at that person, went to the table and took a wine glass, poured himself, raised his glass and said, "I heard that all the sages have a gathering today, and Mr. Fang came here uninvited...to be a bad guest, please feel free. Fang wants to hear the masterpieces of the young and talented people in Ningbo Prefecture."

Seeing that Fang Xing didn't pursue it, the scholar couldn't help but his legs went limp, and he quickly grabbed the shoulders of the people around him, so he didn't make a fool of himself.

"He is Fang... Xinghebo?"

Someone asked in a low voice.

"Who dares to impersonate? That's courting death!"

"Pretending to be a petty official is okay, but pretending to be a man with a great reputation? Only a fool."

Xing Hebo, who had a bad reputation, was drinking and even ate a few slices of stewed pork, not worried about being poisoned at all.

Qian Wen quickly came over to salute and said: "I met Xing Hebo. Today there will be Xing Hebo in Shishi, it should be a grand event.

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Fang Xing nodded slightly and said, "You guys write poems, Fang is listening."

Qian Wen responded with a smile on his face, but secretly complained in his heart.

With such a great god around, who can concentrate on composing poetry!

And this is the pioneer of science, and Confucianism is the deadly enemy.

listen?

I'm afraid I want to hear if anyone dares to criticize the current disadvantages!

When Yan Bingxing was arrested in Jinling last time, those Guozijian students who went to "speak up for righteousness" were taught a lesson by their ancestors that "students should not talk about political affairs", and then the Guozijian imposed additional punishments.

Not even a chance to speak, what a miserable situation!

But beyond Qian Wen's expectation, those scholars were excited.

The sound of reciting poems echoed by the creek again, the drinks were being consumed continuously, but the atmosphere became even more heated.

Qian Wen was stunned, then thought about it carefully, and then looked at the expressions of these people, he couldn't help smiling wryly.

Some people want to demonstrate and let the "Confucian rebels" who are drinking on the sidelines and have a leisurely attitude see what poetry is.

The other part's face was flushed, and his eyes flickered, obviously hoping to get the blue eyes of this person.

After all, the crown prince is in Jinling!

If you fall into the eyes of the crown prince, and your family strives harder to pass the Jinshi exam, then congratulations, you will be on the road to Qingyun from now on.

Mu Yan was full of curiosity about Fang Xing, and his detached nature made him extra courageous.

So when Fang Xing was sipping his weak drink and eating all kinds of delicacies, he was a little curious when he saw Mu Yan walking over.

"Everyone here is afraid of me, why aren't you afraid?"

Fang Xing frowned slightly, he didn't want to preach about science today.

Seeing that Fang Xing was willing to talk to him, Mu Yan said excitedly, "Uncle Xing, the students know that your poem is not gorgeous, but it is very touching. It feels like... like one person against the whole world." , which makes people's blood boil."

Meeting a fan here made Fang Xing a little confused. He asked, "Which one?"

He had been a robber a few times before, but his family forgot about it.

Mostly it meant to go from the east of the river to the Kanto man, the copper pipa, and the iron board. Mu Yan poured himself a glass of wine, drank it in one gulp, and then recited:

"What do you want to transport the canopy? I didn't dare to stand up and meet each other. I went through the busy market with a broken hat to hide my face. A leaky boat carried wine to the middle..."

Mu Yan's voice gradually became louder, the chanting over there stopped, and Qi Qi looked this way.

Someone whispered: "That man's poem doesn't make any sense, a three-year-old can compose it, and Mu Yan's flattering gesture is too ugly."

"That is, what was transported to the canopy and what did not dare to stand up, it was all the self-deprecation of that person, how hypocritical!"

"Then you go to correct me?"

"If you love it, go to it, that person has a terrible reputation. If he is recorded, sooner or later the whole family will be in trouble!"

"Then what are you mumbling about?"

A scholar frowned and said to two muttering companions: "This poem is better than the artistic conception. At that time, Xing and Bo were enemies all around. It just fit the artistic conception. It couldn't be more suitable."

"Heng eyebrows coldly pointed at thousands of men, bowed his head and willingly acted like a bully, hid in a small building to form a unity, regardless of winter, summer and spring and autumn!"

The scholar sighed and said: "Looking at Xing Hebo's actions over the years, he is aloof and out-of-group, but has made great contributions to the country. This is a courtier who is neither party nor group! Sure enough, he is cold-eyed! Admiration!"

Fang Xing didn't know that he still had a fan among this group of scholars. When he saw Mu Yan's face flushed after he finished reciting, he smiled and said, "You remember clearly, but since you are still young, you can't drink too much. It hurts you." body!"

Mu Yan bowed his hands to be taught, and then asked: "Uncle Xinghe, are you here to arrest people in Ningbo? That student knows a few corrupt officials."

What an age with a sense of justice! Fang Xing smiled and said: "No, there are some things that need to be done, but I have to thank you very much, see you soon."

Mu Yan let out a sigh, and couldn't hide his disappointment and said: "Students will definitely go to the capital in the future, and hope to visit you then."

Fang Xing nodded and said: "Fangjiazhuang is just outside Beiping City, you are always welcome."

After speaking, Fang Xing cupped his hands at the scholars, turned and left.

"Is he just here to listen to our poetry?"

After Fang Xing left, the interest of those scholars dropped greatly, and Qian Wen was also very knowledgeable and asked someone to bring the staple food, inviting everyone to take it together.

This is the Poetry Club, the Poetry and Picnic Party.