After Yan Yukong finished writing, he picked up his book and nodded gently. "I've had thoughts of reciting Fang Yun's poem for many years, but I've never been able to come up with a good draft. Today, when I heard Teacher Chi's poem, it was as if I'd been enlightened. I've fulfilled a wish that I've had for many years. "
Zong Wude, who was sitting to the side, asked, "What's your wish?"
"Let Fang Yun see my poem and tell him that it's a good poem!" Yan Yukong smiled.
Everyone smiled. Perhaps this was the wish of every scholar.
Ji Anchang looked at Yan Yukong and frowned. He asked the people around him about Yan Yukong's background.
However, many Gyeongo people were glaring at Yan Yukong angrily.
These Gyeongo people had stayed behind to watch Gyeongo outshine Jingguo. After all, Fang Yun wasn't here, so this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. However, Yan Yukong, as a Gyeongo citizen, was helping Jingguo by praising Fang Yun.
It wouldn't have been a big deal if Yan Yukong had simply praised Fang Yun. However, Yan Yukong had praised Fang Yun's poem as a national treasure. This meant that if Gyeongo couldn't produce a better national treasure poem, it would be a complete failure.
Yan Yukong had practically cut off all Gyeongo scholars from attacking Fang Yun.
Some Gyeongo scholars whispered to each other, while others spoke loudly. They didn't dare to attack Fang Yun openly. They only dared to hint at him.
"Sigh, public morals are deteriorating day by day. It's not good for Xusheng's growth!" An old scholar from Gyeongo stroked his beard and sighed.
Zhang Poyue, who was seated at Jingguo's table, glanced at the old scholar and said disdainfully, "No one has ever praised you to death. You still haven't grown a beard!"
Laughter came from everywhere in the Literary Gathering. The old Grand Scholar's face turned red and he wanted to hide under the table.
At this moment, a middle-aged man in shabby clothes stood up and stood in Gyeongo's seat, like a crane among chickens.
Ji Anchang, the father and son of four scholars.
"Brother Poyue, isn't it a little rude to criticize a kind-hearted old man like this?"
Ji Anchang's thunderous voice resounded throughout the entire area.
Most of the young people present didn't know this person, so they started to talk about him. After learning of Ji Anchang's identity, the people present were divided into two groups. One group admired his achievements in poetry, after all, he had created a legendary war poem. The other group despised him for running away from Li Wenying without fighting, and now he was provoking him while Fang Yun was away.
Zhang Po Yue had never been afraid of anyone, even if the other party was a great Confucian scholar. Zhang Po Yue opened his mouth and said, "A Jinshi slandering a great Confucian scholar is a righteous thing to say?"
Ji Anchang said with a regretful look, "I left Saint Origin for many years, and I focused on training and sharpening my body and mind. But I didn't expect that the customs of the neighboring countries would deteriorate day by day. Fang Yun's poems are my standard, and I read them over and over again. Even though the rooster is singing loudly, I still can't sleep. However, the human race is constantly growing, and each generation is stronger than the last. The worst thing to be afraid of is being stagnant. Brother Wenying and I are old friends. Even if I criticize Fang Yun, he will still be merciful. However, I'm not targeting Fang Yun. I'm just reciting a poem to express my feelings. "
Ji Anchang's words caused many people in Jingguo to be dissatisfied, but they could only suppress their anger. It was not a good time to refute Ji Anchang's words. Moreover, Ji Anchang was very famous in Jingguo. Without Fang Yun, there was no one in Jingguo who could suppress Ji Anchang.
Li Wenying, who was standing on a low platform not far away, nodded and said, "After many years, Brother Anchang's talent is even greater than before. Brother Anchang, please recite a masterpiece for all the scholars in the world."
Ji Anchang pondered for a moment, and then recited his poem.
"Fang Yun's poems have been passed down for thousands of years, and are no longer fresh. Talented people are born in every generation, and they will dominate the world for decades. "
As soon as he finished speaking, cheers came from Gyeongo's seats.
"Good!"
"Wonderful poem! Wonderful poem! "
"What a great poem that is no longer fresh. My ears are getting calluses from listening to it."
"Talented people are born in every generation, and they will dominate the world for centuries. This is a wonderful poem, and it reveals the secrets of heaven! We, the people of Gyeongo, are not weaker than the people of Jingguo! "
"This poem is far better than Chu County, and it should be better than Da Prefecture. It has the talent of Mingzhou! Perhaps it won't be long before it becomes a national treasure! "
The people of Gyeongo praised. Zhang Poyue, who was not far away, said seriously, "The scholars of Jingguo should learn from Mr. Ji Anchang. On the surface, his poem is talking about Fang Yun, but it is actually talking about himself. The birth of Fang Yun, a great talent, has made Ji Anchang's poem not fresh. It will only be popular for decades. If this poem is about Fang Yun, it will at least say 'Everyone will dominate the world for thousands of years'! "
Many people of Jingguo supported Zhang Poyue.
Therefore, a Gyeongo said, "Zhang Poyue, why don't you recite a poem?"
Both sides fell silent and looked at Zhang Poyue.
"Okay! I will recite a poem. "Zhang Poyue stood up and glanced at the people of Gyeongo.
Zhang Poyue did not say much and said, "Talent can never surpass Fang Yun. Who is the hero of today? Or look at the jadeite orchids, the whale in the blue sea! "
The people of Gyeongo were speechless after hearing this. The poem was full of sarcasm.
This poem was saying that those who criticized Fang Yun would never be able to surpass him. No one could be as outstanding as Fang Yun and be ranked above all heroes. The poems of those people were like kingfishers dancing on orchids. They were delicate and beautiful. On the other hand, Fang Yun's poem was like riding a whale in the blue sea. It was grand and majestic.
This poem was pointing at those people's noses and scolding them.
The people of Jingguo applauded. Zhang Poyue's poem was not as smooth as Ji Anchang's, but it was better in terms of its grandeur. No one could say that this poem was weaker than Ji Anchang's.
Ji Anchang nodded slightly, but there was a trace of vigilance in his eyes. He didn't expect that Jing Country would undergo such a drastic change in the few years he had left Saint Origin World. Yan Yukong was from Gyeongo, but Zhang Poyue was not famous in the past. Now, he had become so famous. The poem about riding a whale in the blue sea was not something an ordinary person could write.
Zong Xueyan explained in a low voice. He said that Zhang Poyue had once commanded the navy and fought against the barbarians. He was a legendary figure, so it was not surprising that he could write such a poem.
Zhang Poyue said loudly, "Mr. Anchang, please recite another poem. After all, even a scholar like me can recite a poem. You were known as Gyeongo's Little Poetry Sage in the past!"
Many Gyeongo people's expressions changed when they heard the title of "Little Poetry Sage". This title had long been taken away by Fang Yun. Ji Anchang could not be compared to Fang Yun in terms of both quality and quantity.
Zong Xueyan quickly reminded Ji Anchang in a low voice, "Zhang Poyue is afraid that you will have a better poem to suppress Li Wenying. That's why he is trying to provoke you. If it's good, Li Wenying won't do it. If it's bad, Li Wenying will definitely recite a poem."
"I'm afraid that Li Wenying won't do it!"
After Ji Anchang finished speaking, he stood up and recited a poem like Zhang Poyue. "There is nothing strange about it, but there is nothing strange about it. Only one wave moves, and ten thousand waves follow. I only know that when the poem reaches Fang Yun's end, the blue sea flows, but who is it? "
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