Chapter 1517

The wind and waves are getting bigger and bigger. The small awning boat fluctuates up and down. It may be submerged by the big waves at any time, and someone cries from time to time.

Fortunately, all the wupeng ships approached the shore safely.

The wupeng boat docked, and the light rain was still falling.

Fang Yun, who was wet all over, did not return to the city, but went to the sightseeing Pavilion on the embankment.

In the middle of the pavilion stands a blue stone table and stool. More than a dozen people of different shapes and colors are taking shelter from the rain.

They saw people in Hanlin clothes come in and bowed their heads to greet them.

"No need to see outside, I'm also from Zhucheng." Fang Yun said, facing the Pearl River and looking at the light rain outside.

Those students and scholars who followed still didn't give up. They stood not far away and looked at Fang Yun in the pavilion. Only a few boldly ran into the pavilion and said to take shelter from the rain, but their eyes floated on Fang Yun.

Fang Yun looked out, misty and sad.

Suddenly, lightning and thunder, the wind howled and the rain poured down.

Scholars outside were beaten and found shelter from the rain. Some people had to run to buy umbrellas.

"Alas..." Fang Yun sighed, like a sledgehammer falling on everyone's heart in the pavilion, and everyone felt very uncomfortable.

After sighing, Fang Yun turned to the stone table and took out the four treasures of study from Tunhai berry.

The people present were surprised. In their eyes, Fang Yun took out a lake shell. Several people were very excited and didn't expect to see the legendary gods.

However, those people didn't care about Hanhu shells at all. They just stared at the white paper in front of Fang Yun.

Fang Yun was about to study ink, so he saw a man step forward and help Fang Yun study ink with a smile.

Fang Yun nodded, his face still full of sadness.

When the ink research was finished, Fang Yun dipped his pen in thick ink, sighed again, and wrote with a pen.

After hard work, there are few stars to fight for weeks.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind is floating, the life experience is floating and sinking, and the rain hits the Ping.

Panic beach said panic, sigh in the ocean

After writing the word "zero Ding", the vitality of heaven and earth suddenly shook slightly. Then Fang Yun looked surprised and quickly closed his pen.

See that the written words gradually become larger and black, and then connected together to make the white paper quickly turn black, and then the whole paper burns.

The readers present were stunned and didn't know what had happened.

Fang Yun stayed there, puzzled.

"For the sake of the" crossing the ocean ", I even secretly mobilized the strength of Wen Xing Long Jun, and it was windy and rainy, but this poem is not an ordinary poem, but...

Fang Yun felt a little scared. He was glad that he stopped writing in advance, otherwise he didn't know what would happen.

"Hou ye, why don't you continue to write?" a man was anxious.

"Poetry and prose are made by nature. They are made by chance. Today they are made by nature, and they will find a good hand in the future." Fang Yun said, leaving in a daze three people.

The three people were stunned for a while. Qi Qi reached out to touch the official seal and quickly spread everything to the discussion list.

"Zhang Mingzhou has new poems, but it's a pity that he can't finish them."

"Zhang Mingzhou wrote half a poem. It's a pity!"

"It's difficult for Zhang Longxiang to complete this song, who can make it up?"

As soon as the new article came out, most of them didn't care, but they were just curious, but slowly, more and more scholars joined the ranks of completing "odd ocean", and more and more people began to talk about it.

"In my opinion, the last couplet, like many previous poems, is an allegory. Since the previous mention of 'broken mountains and rivers', it is natural to point the spearhead at the Duke of lumen or the king of Chu."

"No, the specific poetic meaning needs to be analyzed in detail. The completed poem says that time flies. It's been many years since I worked hard for the imperial examination until I was imprisoned away from the battlefield. The state of Chu is as uncertain as catkins in the wind, and I'm like duckweed in the storm. When I passed the panic beach in those years, the water was turbulent and disturbing, but now I sigh in the ocean I'm lonely. In my opinion, the last couplet of this poem must sweep away the haze of the first six sentences, reverse the poetic flavor and soar forward! "

"No, no, no, if you read Zhang Mingzhou's poems carefully, you will understand that his heart is full of grief and anger. The last sentence of this poem will certainly make his anger gush out!"

"Do you think this poem is a war poem or a strange poem? Zhang Mingzhou suddenly stopped writing when he found he couldn't control it?"

"Impossible!"

"It is worthy of being Zhang Mingzhou. Even the reason why he can't write poetry is so beautiful and refined. Poetry is natural. It's a wonderful sentence. It must be a wonderful sentence!"

On the list, there are many disturbances, but Fang Yun has no choice but to return in a carriage. This poem "crossing the ocean" is of great use and must not be written at this time.

Before arriving at the pro Wei camp, Zhu fengqiong, Prime Minister of the state of Qin, sent a letter.

"That's good! You're really clever. You only wrote half a poem for discussion, sparked heated discussion, and finally added two sentences. The only risk is that if the tail couplet is poor, the title will be hit. Are you confident?"

Fang Yun had no choice but to reply: "I wish you misunderstood. There are reasons why my poem can not be completed. It is by no means an intentional discussion."

"What? What reason?"

"If I could, I would certainly tell you, but it's really inconvenient at present."

"No! You must fill in the ending couplet within three days, otherwise, many people will attack your literary name, and everything we have tried to build before will be wasted! If you want to challenge Fang Xusheng, you must not lose the reputation of half poetry. If you don't continue, someone will say that others continue to write better than you, and even someone will step on your literary name."

"What Zhu Xiang said is that I'll think again and give you an answer in three days." Fang Yun said.

"Well, three days is the limit. Once three days have passed, you must return some of those treasures!" Zhu fengqiong said.

"Zhu Xiang joked. I, Zhang Longxiang, don't have the habit of spitting out the benefits!"

"Some things are up to you! I'll see you in three days!"

Fang Yun frowned and looked unhappy. Zhu fengqiong was good in all aspects. As a great scholar and Prime Minister of the first powerful state of Qin, he was even higher than the king of Chu in the literary world, but he was too arrogant and always regarded himself as the head of the civil service.

"Just bear it for a while and get such great benefits. How can there be no negative consequences. When you leave the literary world and reach Liangjie mountain, I see what you can do to me!"

Soon, Fang Yun arrived at the pro Wei military camp.

These days, the pro guards have increased their training. Due to the improvement of military pay and treatment, the soldiers are very motivated. Coupled with the recruitment of new soldiers, the number of Pro guards has reached 10000 again.

After inspecting the pro guards, Fang Yun entered the Marshal's house.

As soon as Fang Yun reached the door of the document room, he heard Wei Changxian's voice ringing inside.

"Bastard, you can't even handle official documents and family letters. It's rubbish! Do you want to arouse the sergeant's mutiny?"

"General Wei, it's not that we don't deal with it. It's that Zhujiang Hou is banned. We don't have his official seal. Many military orders can only be put here and can't be conveyed!"

"The foot ban has been solved. Where is the Marquis of the Pearl River? The corpse is vegetarian. The incompetent will participate in his book!"

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