The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Fang Yun understood that after he sent out "Wang Jiangnan", Gu Guoren took it away first, and then asked someone to adapt his lyrics, and then recited the adapted lyrics in advance.

Now, Fang Yun had only two choices, one was to recite his original lyrics, but Tong Xingyan's lyrics appeared first and Fang Yun's appeared later, which would be very embarrassing.

If Fang Yun rewrote the lyrics, it would definitely be very bad in just a few dozen breaths.

This kind of thing did not have a big impact on Fang Yun's literary reputation, at most it was a stain, but it was enough for Gu Guoren, and he was successfully disgusted.

Fang Yun looked at the host quietly for a long time without speaking.

There was silence in Linjiang Pavilion, and everyone stared at Fang Yun, realizing that things were not as simple as they seemed on the surface.

No one knew that Tong Xingyan's lyrics were similar to Fang Yun, and even Qiao Juze and others didn't know what happened.

Fang Yun glanced at the people wearing Jingguo Jinshi clothes on the first floor. The rest of them were normal, but there was only one person whose expression changed significantly.

Fang Yun said slowly: "Brother Tong, what I just wrote was "Wang Jiangnan", and what you wrote was also "Wang Jiangnan", and I vaguely saw the words you wrote in my dream. You have lived in Kongcheng for many years, and I am afraid you have forgotten the taste of the food in Jingguo's hometown. When you return to the capital, I will host a banquet for you."

Tong Xingyan's body swayed slightly, looked up at Fang Yun on the third floor, and bowed: "If you return to Jingguo's capital, I will definitely attend the banquet."

Some experienced people saw this scene and vaguely guessed the truth of the matter, but if Fang Yun didn't say it, they couldn't say anything.

Fang Yun nodded, glanced at the senior scholars of Gu State, and then looked at the host, smiling and said: "Actually, I thought of a half of "Wang Jiangnan" at that time. I didn't write the first one well, but I couldn't think of the second one in full, so I handed it over hastily. Just now, I looked out the window and saw a woman looking at the river in the pavilion. I suddenly thought of the second "Wang Jiangnan". Everyone in Gu State, I will discard the first poem and recite the second one directly, okay?"

Several senior scholars of Gu State looked uneasy and looked at the host of Gu State on the first floor.

The host looked at a senior scholar of Gu State, and the scholar nodded slightly.

The host smiled and said: "Since the poem is lost, no one knows what you wrote. Since you want to recite the second one, there is nothing wrong. Anyway, we will assume that you only wrote one. Everyone, don't you think so?"

No one responded, and all the scholars saw that something was wrong and protected themselves.

Fang Yun said slowly: "Then I will recite a poem with the theme of "Wang Jiangnan" for you all."

"After washing up." Fang Yun said, he turned around and walked slowly to the window.

Someone whispered: "Just now he said he saw a woman, so the "after washing up" should be about the woman just getting up in the morning."

Fang Yun walked a few steps and said: "Leaning alone on the riverside pavilion."

Everyone nodded slightly. What the man said before was right. These two sentences are about the woman leaning on the pavilion overlooking the river after washing up in the morning, looking at the river.

"All the thousands of sails are not hers." Fang Yun recited slowly.

It was as if an invisible force appeared out of thin air, and everyone's heart suddenly felt heavy. Everyone pondered these seven words carefully, and many people were stunned, because this sentence was like a knife stabbing into people's hearts, making everyone understand that the woman missed her husband so much that she stared at every passing boat, but none of the boats belonged to her husband.

"The setting sun shines on the water, and my heart breaks at Baiping Island."

Qiao Juze felt his heart skip a beat, as if he saw a woman looking at the river from early morning until the setting sun, when the afterglow shines on the slowly flowing river, and finally she can only look at the island in the river with heartbreak.

The whole Linjiang Pavilion was silent, and everyone was shocked by this poem of boudoir resentment, immersed in the feelings of a woman missing her husband and unable to let go.

"After washing up, I leaned on the river-viewing tower alone. Thousands of sails passed by, but none of them was the one I wanted. The setting sun shines on the water, and my heart breaks at Baiping Island." Someone recited softly.

A doctor suddenly said softly: "Wangjiangnan, also known as wild lentils, calms liver fire and improves eyesight."

Sighs were heard everywhere.

"What a great line 'After seeing thousands of sails, none of them is the one'. These seven words express the grievances of a woman missing her husband, just like the white outline in a painting. It is just a simple sentence, but it takes away the splendor of this world."

"There are many poets in Kongcheng, welcoming new people every year and looking forward to old people every day. Every day, countless infatuated women look at the Little Yangtze River, hoping that the one who left will come back. Fang Yun must have understood their hearts."

"'After seeing thousands of sails, none of them is the one' is too heavy, so heavy that I can hardly speak. This is the power of poetry. It is just one sentence, but it expresses all the sorrows in the world. It is worthy of being Fang Zhenguo."

"If I can write such poems in my life, ...No, just writing one sentence is enough to make me smile in my grave."

"Once this poem comes out, the prostitutes in the brothel will probably go crazy again."

"More than crazy, I wonder how many courtesans will decide to marry Fang Yun. A few days ago, I saw with my own eyes a courtesan with both talent and beauty who decided to save money to go to Jingguo to find Fang Yun. Alas..."

"If I were a woman, I would definitely not be interested in other men after reading Fang Yun's poems. Fang Yun is hurting people!"

"The faces of the people from Guguo and the host of Guguo seem to be wrong..." A Jinshi from the Saint Academy on the second floor seemed to mention it inadvertently.

The crowd then observed the people from Guguo and found that their faces either turned sallow, or appeared unhealthy red, or stood there blankly, or were extremely regretful, as if they had suffered a huge blow.

Fang Yun left the window and slowly went downstairs, and the other Jinshi from Jingguo hurriedly followed him down.

Many people seemed to have forgotten Fang Yun and continued to ponder over the poem, especially the line "None of the thousands of sails passed by was the right one", wishing they could crush it and swallow it.

Soon, Fang Yun led the Jinshi of Jingguo to the main hall.

One person suddenly shouted: "Fang Zhenguo, don't you want the prize? That's three thousand taels of silver."

"Donate it to the charity hall in Kongcheng for me." Fang Yun said, and left Linjiang Pavilion.

The host of Guguo stared blankly at Fang Yun's back disappearing into the night, and looked down at the torn red paper bag, wondering whether he had been fooled by Fang Yun, or could Fang Yun really think of a peerless poem within a few dozen breaths?

He looked at the Jinshi of Guguo again, sighed softly, and shook his head.

"We have been preparing for this literary gathering for a long time. Even if it doesn't hurt his reputation, it will make him feel sick for a while. But now, in his opinion, everything that happened today is just a dog barking..."

Fang Yun and others returned to their residence and chatted until late at night before they dispersed.

The next day, the dean of the university led the upper-class scholars of Jingguo to leave the Confucius Mansion and return to the capital.

Fang Yun's life returned to peace. During the day, he went to class like ordinary scholars. If he encountered a university scholar giving a lecture in the academy, he would definitely go to listen.

Compared with before, Fang Yun's daily life has one more link, which is to practice war poems.

After school every day, Fang Yun went to the academy to practice war poems, constantly consuming his talent to use war poems and strengthen his control over war poems.

Fang Yun silently accumulated for Denglongtai.

During these days, Wudie also finished sleeping and officially became a member of the family.

However, unlike the active Nunu and Xiao Liuxing, Wudie liked to sleep in Fang Yun's arms or shoulders on weekdays, except for waking up every day to receive the baptism of the first ray of sunlight.

Nunu tried several times to wear Wudie on her head as a bow, but Wudie ran away every time.