Chapter 649

People didn't expect that Fang Yun's "divination operator? Chanting plum" had triggered a very rare vision.

"Is spring born in winter?"

The vision of winter and spring is very unique, and few poems can trigger it. Once triggered, it will inevitably appear at this time of the year, year after year, and never stop. Generally, only the holy power of the saints can trigger this vision.

In the late winter of each year, the plum blossoms in the plum garden will bloom in advance, which is enough to attract the admiration of all people in the capital and become one of the scenic spots in the capital.

For scholars who want to remain famous in history, this vision is the most valuable. They would rather trade a life span of ten years for it.

"You see, dead trees produce flowers." a young man pointed to a dead and withered plum tree.

"What!"

"Where is it?"

"Then this is not winter and spring, but a further vision of withered trees and spring!"

Many people got up and walked quickly to check carefully. Sure enough, the plum tree has indeed withered and its roots have been dug out, but it still grows flowers together like a living plum tree.

"I... feel hot and dry!" an old scholar said.

"This is the power of withered trees and spring. Blessed are you, old gentlemen! If anyone has a stubborn disease, it will either disappear or alleviate." Chen Hanlin said loudly with a smile.

"I've heard that withered trees have such power!"

"No wonder even Wenxiang is so surprised."

"Ha ha, good Fang Zhenguo! The reduction of persistent diseases is enough to make us old guys live one or two more years. If anyone makes a breakthrough, it is equivalent to increasing life for decades."

Suddenly, a kind-hearted old man appeared in the corner of the plum garden. The old man looked ordinary and no one paid attention to him. But standing in the pavilion, Chen Hanlin noticed that the old man's face changed and was about to speak. As soon as the old man waved his hand, Chen Hanlin quickly shut up and turned to look elsewhere.

Several people noticed Chen Hanlin's abnormality and looked at the direction Chen Hanlin had seen before. It was empty.

"Although it's good to have a dead tree and a spring, it's not better than this word! Although I'm a snow party, I really want to thank Mr. Wen Xiang. Thanks to him for forcing Fang Zhenguo into a plum party and writing such a good word. Fang Zhenguo's sentence 'I don't want to fight for spring, but any people are jealous' explains everything. He wanted to be a snow party quietly, but he didn't want to be a plum party and fight for spring!"

"Distort the meaning of literature! How can the snow party use plum words? This clearly means that Fang Wenhou has no intention of fighting with some aristocratic families, but it has aroused their jealousy and hatred!"

"Don't argue, I think the last two sentences are better. The first two sentences are lonely, the next two sentences are sad, and then the last two sentences are jealous, 'scattered into mud and ground into dust' is miserable to the extreme, and then the literary meaning is sublimated. The fragrance remains the same, and the plum fragrance remains the same! No matter how the enemy attacks, even if the moon tree God punishes him, he can only kill Fang Yun, not hurt Fang Yun's name!"

"Winter plum is proud of the cold, like Fang Zhenguo fighting against the scum of the human race alone. Even if it fails, it is as fragrant as before."

"No wonder people give it the nickname of" crazy king. "They have no intention of fighting for spring, but all the people are jealous." apart from Fang Zhenguo, who in the world can say so? Who dares to say so! This word has ranked first in the list of articles, surpassing the scholars of ten countries! "

"On the list, someone has been appreciating this word. Those who originally believed that Fang Yun could not make good poetry shut up and were full of praise."

"Duan Yaohai, one of the eight Juns, published a paper on the list, saying that this word is the first plum chanting poem in the world. Predecessors can't reach it, and later generations are afraid it's difficult to catch up!"

"Congratulations!" Qiao juze and other scholars were on the side, congratulating Fang Yun.

Fang Yun smiled back. When he was imprisoned, these wives and concubines of Shangshe Jinshi had been helping Yuhuan.

Qiao juze sighed: "a few months ago, I thought there was little difference with Fang Yun. Today, I found that there was a difference of ten jizhibai between me and Fang Yun!"

Many scholars nodded one after another.

Fang Yun nodded and said solemnly, "Oh, it seems that there is little gap between you and me."

Everyone was stunned.

"Poof..." Zhao Hongzhuang was drinking tea. As a result, she sprayed all the tea in her mouth, sprayed Ao Huang on her face, then coughed and smiled. Yang Yuhuan smiled and helped Zhao Hongzhuang beat her back gently.

Ao Huang looked at Zhao Hongzhuang wrongfully. He wanted to laugh, but he was sprayed back with tea.

Nu Nu pointed to Ao Huang's face and laughed.

Then the sound of spraying tea continued, and many people laughed. This really made Ji know that it was white and dirty.

Qiao juze pointed to Fang Yun and said with a smile, "look at this Fang Tiezui. If you don't open your mouth, you'll lose your reputation. If anyone offends him, it's really bad luck!"

"Fang Yun's level of choreography is no less than his poetry, which reminds me of his sentence 'eyes grow on your ass, only clothes but not people', which is really not easy to provoke!"

"In the future, if you don't know who you are, it's a curse."

"Ji knew Bai would have to spit out blood if he heard Fang Yun's words."

Laughter continued in the plum garden.

Fang Yun continued to read the discussion list. Unexpectedly, someone posted his previous words refuting Ji Zhibai and his jokes just now. A large number of scholars said that his previous words were reasonable, and many people said that they laughed on the spot after reading Fang Yun Fang's words.

Chen Hanlin in the pavilion said with a smile, "I want to write it down. There are interesting things to talk about at the Xuemei cultural meeting next year."

Everyone smiled knowingly.

Xuemei wenbang hasn't moved for a long time. This is the respect of readers. They don't offer poems. After a quarter of an hour, people from all over the ten countries continued to chant poems and Ode to snow and plum.

In the plum garden, Chen Hanlin looked at Wen Xiang Jiang Hechuan and said, "Mr. Wen Xiang, since you let Fang operate Mei poetry, how about a brief comment on the divination operator?"

Jiang Hechuan nodded and said, "through the wind and frost, we should not be discouraged. We should first be proud of flowers, fall into mud and dust and not be sad. We should only keep its fragrance, have bone and heart, good words! This year, Mei Dang won!"

Jiang Hechuan said, got up and walked out slowly.

Everyone immediately got up to see them off.

Fang Yun didn't want Yang Yuhuan to stay up late, so he followed Wen Xiang. Ao Huang finally participated in a cultural meeting and was reluctant to leave, but he honestly followed Fang Yun behind.

"Alas, Fang Yun is really treacherous. He won't give Ben long a chance to beat him! If Ben long recites a plum poem, he will be on the list!" Ao Huang shook his head and sighed.

Fang Yun said with a smile, "if you haven't come out of the plum garden yet, recite a plum poem on the spot!"

"Ah? Really want a dragon chanting poem? That dragon is welcome!"

"You're welcome." Fang Yun stopped walking.

Jiang Hechuan also stopped and smiled at Ao Huang to see what good poems the little real dragon could make.

The surrounding scholars looked at Ao Huang curiously. The Dragon nationality did have outstanding literary talent, but only a few.

Ao Huang pondered for a moment, pretended to look around the plum garden, suddenly his eyes brightened, looked up and shouted, "I think! One, two, three or four, five, six, seven or eight, nine, ten and eleven, and they didn't fly into the mud! How about it? Is there any domineering spirit of the dragon family? Can poetry be spread all over the world? It's OK to give it to a town!"

The crowd was numb.

Nu Nu was stunned and his small eyes were wide. He was completely frightened by AO Huang's Limerick. His small appearance seemed to say: is this also called poetry?

Finally, Zhao Hongzhuang couldn't help giggling with her mouth covered.

Yang Yuhuan also lowered her head and smiled. Su Xiaoxiao's shoulder trembled and covered her mouth and smiled continuously.

Many scholars can't help laughing. It doesn't matter if this poem is a game. After all, it accounts for an interesting place, but Ao Huang's brazenness is unprecedented, both in the world and in the country.

Fang Yun laughed and scolded: "this poem is a children's song for six-year-old children. It's good to know numbers. What's the town to take? Come home with me and don't make a fool of yourself here."

"Jealous of Ben Long's talent! Wait. Ben long paid money to buy people, praised this poem, and then said that you wrote it, and future generations will surely regard it as a good poem!" Ao Huang snorted angrily.

"You are smart!" Fang Yun smiled and left with Wen Xiang.

After getting on Wenxiang's eighteen Jiao carriage, Fang Yun sat with Wenxiang, while the others sat opposite. Wenxiang waved and the curtain in the middle was pulled up to separate the two sides.

Fang Yun looked sideways at Jiang Hechuan.

Jiang Hechuan's white hair was scattered behind him, with slender white eyebrows, ruddy complexion and deep eyes, as if there were stars in the sky.

"You have a good eloquence. You know that Bai is speechless."

"The benefit of the tongue is not worth mentioning." Fang Yun said modestly.

"But you see one thing very thoroughly. I came to Xuemei Wen club to appease people."

"Students can see."

Jiang Hechuan smiled and said, "however, I didn't expect you to compare me with Shusheng Liu Hui. What you said at that time was impassioned. Even I didn't expect myself to be so great."

Fang Yun coughed and said, "the truth is right. As for moving out of Liu Sheng, it's just a method of debate. It's a small skill."

"Your mind is different from ordinary people. Even I can't forcibly connect this matter with Liu Sheng. I'm afraid you were too bookish when you were acting county magistrate. Now I see that your debating skills are no less than famous experts. I know that you are well versed in flexible methods and have high on-the-spot adaptability, so I'm relieved."

"The student union will try its best to govern the land of a county."

Jiang Hechuan nodded, suddenly sighed softly and said, "people just commented on your divination operator? Chanting plum." , but they didn't mention the key points. "Scattered into mud, crushed into dust, only incense as before" this sentence, they should have passed, but I see that you have the determination to compete with other families for the holy way, and more importantly, to protect the country! Even if the ground is crushed into dust, you should carry out your own ideas. Your plum fragrance is your holy way! "

Fang Yun was surprised. He didn't realize it clearly when he chose this word, but after Jiang Hechuan, he realized that he subconsciously chose to be the main war faction, even if he was excluded by the officials and abandoned by the imperial court, just like Lu You in those years!

Although I die without regret, I just want to keep incense.

Fang Yun nodded gently and tacitly accepted Jiang Hechuan's statement. He admired these old scholars more and more. Although they had certain limitations of the times, they reached a height that ordinary people could not reach in many aspects.

Jiang Hechuan said slowly, "Wen Ying goes to the barren city and ancient land to experience. I don't know how long he will return. Jingguo is full of talents, but I'm the only one who can really fight against Zuo. If I'm a little wrong, Zuo Xiang will be in power again. You're a hidden dragon in the world, but you're too young after all. What you need now is accumulation, not fighting with Zuo Xiang."