The river of stars flowed in reverse, and the lights of tens of thousands of homes lit up. Tonight, Gan Province City was even more lively than usual.
At the Prefectural Yamen's banquet, everyone was reading "Lumen Army". Wei Changxian suddenly sighed and said, "Everyone, don't fall into the treacherous trap of the traitors!"
"Oh? What do you mean by that? "An old High Scholar immediately spoke up. He seemed to be questioning Wei Changxian, but he was actually helping him.
Wei Changxian cleared his throat and said, "Although Zhang Longxiang has no evidence of treachery, Zhang Wankong still hasn't returned. I'm afraid that he fled to avoid punishment. This is something that everyone knows. This time, when the Lumen Army went south, Zhang Longxiang was able to detect it in advance. How can he, a mere Hanlin, be compared to the two scholars of our human race? Moreover, we have a genius from the Xunzi family among us. "
Everyone nodded and many people looked at Xun Tianling.
Xun Tianling was in his early forties. He had thick eyebrows, a square face, a straight nose, and a wide mouth. His face was resolute and handsome. He sat there and wrote "Lumen Army" with a pen and paper. He lowered his head and pondered, not saying a word.
Wei Changxian was secretly relieved. Since Xun Tianling didn't say anything, it meant that he wouldn't participate in Chu's internal affairs. He didn't have to worry too much.
"The Lumen Army went south this time to gather the manpower and resources of Chu to seize Lian Shan Pass. Now, they are being harassed by the Barbarian King. The situation is critical. After all, it is the Barbarian King, not some random person! Everyone in the army knows that we may die in the hands of the Barbarian King! However, in order to raise the morale of the army, in order to show our confidence to the people of Chu and the King Of Chu, we participated in this banquet! But in Zhang Longxiang's mouth, it became listening to music, watching dance, and sightseeing. Why is he so vicious? He is obviously framing us, like a traitor! "
"That is reasonable." The old High Scholar agreed.
"Not only is it reasonable, I even suspect that Zhang Longxiang wrote this poem to suppress the morale of our army!"
Many people nodded lightly.
"Lord Marshal, please punish Zhang Longxiang severely. This person cannot be left alive!" Wei Changxian immediately turned around and saluted Marquis Lumen.
The banquet was completely silent. Everyone looked at Marquis Lumen.
Marquis Lumen smiled and said, "Dragon and elephant are talented. It was supposed to be a joyous occasion, but it was suspected of being a traitor, so there was still room for discussion. I believe that the Marquis of Zhujiang has not turned traitor yet. Rather than saying that he's attacking, it's better to say that he's complaining. At most, he just wants to take revenge. "
Everyone felt a chill in their hearts. This Marquis Lumen was indeed not someone easy to deal with. Why did Zhang Longxiang seek revenge? Who would he take revenge on? Naturally, it was not only Marquis Lumen or Gou Bao, but also the King Of Chu!
"I believe that if we don't punish Zhang Longxiang severely, the morale of our army will not be stabilized!" Wei Changxian said loudly.
Marquis Lumen said unhappily, "Stop talking about this matter. Don't mention it again. This is a banquet. If we argue with Zhang Longxiang over this matter, we will be punished. Won't we be as narrow-minded as him? "
"Lord Marshal, I admire your magnanimity. I know my mistake." Wei Changxian immediately retreated.
When the generals saw this scene, they sighed in their hearts. No wonder Wei Changxian was so favored by Marquis Lumen. With just a few words, he had demoted Zhang Longxiang to the mud and praised Marquis Lumen to the heavens.
"Then, let the banquet continue …" Before the Ganzhou prefectural magistrate could finish his words, another thunderous voice sounded.
"My sickly bones are scattered and my gauze hat is wide. A lonely minister travels ten thousand miles to dry the river.
My humble status does not dare to worry about the country. Things must wait until the coffin is closed.
The saints of heaven and earth support the temple, the elders of the capital look to the temple for peace.
When I leave my apprenticeship, I understand the present and the past. In the middle of the night, I see more clearly. "
As soon as this poem was spoken, everyone was shocked.
Xun Tianling quickly wrote the entire poem. Then, he looked at the poem and muttered to himself, "My humble status does not dare to worry about the country. My humble status does not dare to worry about the country. How rare! How rare! Just based on this sentence, there is hope for the country! "
The Ganzhou prefectural magistrate rolled his eyes and sighed, "Regardless of whether Marquis of Zhujiang is suspected of being a rebel or not. It has nothing to do with poetry. Since this banquet is like a literary gathering, and I have also invited Marquis of Zhujiang, then this poem can be considered as being written at my Ganzhou banquet. Who will be the judge? "
The expressions of the Lumen Army's generals changed slightly. Wei Changxian cursed in his heart. Previously, when the Ganzhou prefectural magistrate's invitation was rejected, he did not say a word. It was obvious that he knew the severity of the situation. However, now that two good poems had appeared in succession, the meaning of the banquet would definitely be different. If he could seize this opportunity, the Ganzhou prefectural magistrate would most likely become famous.
An old Jinshi immediately said, "This old one loves this poem very much. I hope that the prefectural magistrate will give this old one a chance."
Wei Changxian looked at the old Jinshi and became even angrier. The old Jinshi was nicknamed Poetry Addict. In his early years, he was a genius. However, because he loved poetry, he delayed the imperial examinations and only became a Jinshi when he was over forty. After that, he completely gave up on the Confucian sacred path and focused on poetry.
Although Poetry Addict was over ninety years old, his body was still healthy. He once said that he would not smile in the underworld if he did not see the literary world become famous.
In the Kong Shengwen Realm, the person who created the most Mingzhou poems was this Poetry Addict. He had created a total of eleven Mingzhou poems.
In his early years, Poetry Addict's ambition was to become the first person in the Kong Shengwen Realm to create a national poem. However, it was a pity that he could not complete it. After the Battle of Two Worlds Mountain, he changed his ambition and wanted to create a war poem that would be passed down for the human race.
Wei Changxian originally wanted to stop them from appreciating the poem, but when Poetry Addict appeared, he could only shut his mouth. Poetry Addict's reputation was too great. His disciples were all over the country of Chu. There were even two Grand Scholars and a few great scholars who greeted him when they saw him.
The generals of the Lumen Army looked at each other and finally shook their heads.
"Poetry Addict, please appreciate this poem!" The Gan Prefecture Magistrate immediately went over and helped Poetry Addict to the front of the banquet hall.
Poetry Addict stood on the spot and looked up at the night sky. He did not speak for a long time. Everyone in the banquet hall waited quietly. The more they waited, the more curious they became.
After a long time, Poetry Addict let out a long sigh and smiled. "This old man has not read such a good poem in the literary world for a long time. I can't help but hesitate and find it difficult to speak. Everyone, please forgive me."
Everyone immediately responded with a smile. Not only were they not angry about the wait, but they were also looking forward to Poetry Addict's comments.
"According to the usual practice, Old Man will first explain the meaning of the poem, then the deeper meaning."
After Poetry Addict finished speaking, he scanned the hall and slowly said, "This poem has eight lines in four couplets. The first line is' My sickly bones are scattered and my gauze hat is wide. My lonely minister travels thousands of miles to dry the river '. It is easy to understand. The poet is sick and thin, so the hat on his head appears to be wide. He is alone on the river bank far away from his hometown. 'My gauze hat is wide' is very vivid. As for 'lonely minister' and 'thousands of miles', one is extremely few and the other is extremely far. Juxtaposed here, it is more profound. "
"The couplet is' My humble self has not dared to worry about the country. Everything must wait until the coffin is closed '. Even if Zhang Longxiang is only a lonely minister and is regarded as lowly by the entire Chu Country, he does not dare to forget to worry about the country and its people. As for whether he is a traitor or not, it should be determined after his death. The sentence 'My humble self has not dared to worry about the country' describes his ten years of sadness. Regardless of his status, the precision of his words, the conciseness of his words, and the fullness of his emotions are comparable to Fang Xusheng's sentence 'Every festive season, one thinks of one's family more'. Old Man has studied poetry for decades. But to say one off-topic sentence, a poet who can write 'My humble self has not dared to worry about the country', even if his flesh and blood are torn, his bones are smashed, and his body is burned, he will never betray the country. He will never be a traitor! Poetry reveals one's heart! From today onwards, as long as it is related to Zhang Longxiang and the traitor, this old man will not speak of the truth. I will only say 'Everything must wait until the coffin is closed'! "
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