Fang Yun knew that after he gave out Wang Jiangnan, the people of Gu Kingdom took it away immediately and asked someone to rewrite his poem. Then, they recited the adapted poem in advance.
Now, Fang Yun only had two choices. One was to recite his original poem. However, if Tong Xingwen's poem appeared first and Fang Yun's poem appeared later, things would be very awkward.
If Fang Yun rewrote the poem, it would be very bad in just a few seconds.
This kind of thing would not affect Fang Yun's Literary Name much. At most, it would be a stain on his reputation. However, it was enough for the people of Gu Kingdom. They had successfully disgusted him.
Fang Yun looked at the host quietly and did not speak for a long time.
The Linjiang Pavilion was silent. Everyone stared at Fang Yun and realized that things were not as simple as they seemed.
No one knew that Tong Xingwen's poem was similar to Fang Yun's. Even Qiao Juze and the others did not know what happened.
Fang Yun glanced at the people on the first floor who were wearing the Jingguo scholar's attire. The rest of them were normal except for one person who had an obvious change in expression.
Fang Yun slowly said, "Brother Tong, I just wrote 'Jiangnan Wang', and you also wrote 'Jiangnan Wang'. Moreover, I vaguely saw the words you wrote in my dream. You have lived in Kongcheng for many years. I am afraid that you have forgotten the taste of the food in Jingguo. When you return to the capital, I will prepare a banquet for you. "
Tong Xingwen's body swayed slightly. He looked up at Fang Yun on the third floor and said, "If I return to the capital of Jingguo, I will definitely attend the banquet."
Some experienced people saw this scene and vaguely guessed the truth. However, since Fang Yun did not say anything, they could not say anything.
Fang Yun nodded. He glanced at the scholars of Gu Kingdom and then looked at the host. He smiled and said, "Actually, I was thinking about one and a half poems of Wang Jiangnan. I did not write the first one well. However, I could not think of the second one. Therefore, I gave it to you hastily. Just now, I looked out of the window and saw a woman looking at the river in the pavilion. I suddenly thought of the second poem, Wang Jiangnan. Ladies and gentlemen of Gu Kingdom, I will discard the first poem and read the second one directly. Is that okay? "
A few of the scholars of Gu Kingdom looked uneasy. They looked at the host of Gu Kingdom on the first floor.
The host looked at a scholar of Gu Kingdom. The scholar nodded his head gently.
The host smiled and said, "Wang Jiangnan's poem, no one knows what you wrote. Since you want to read the second poem, there is nothing wrong with that. Anyway, we will assume that you only wrote one poem. Ladies and gentlemen, don't you think so? "
No one answered. All the Grand Scholars could tell that something was wrong and decided to protect themselves.
Fang Yun slowly said, "Then I will use 'Jiangnan Wang' as a poem to recite a poem to honor everyone."
"Let's freshen up." Fang Yun turned around and walked slowly to the window.
Someone said in a low voice, "Just now, he said that he saw a girl. Then the words' freshen up 'should mean that the girl just woke up in the morning."
Fang Yun took a few steps and said, "Alone at Wangjiang Tower."
Everyone nodded slightly. That person was right. These two lines were written about a woman who had finished washing up in the morning. She leaned against the pavilion by the river and looked at the river.
"Even after a thousand sails, they are not." Fang Yun slowly recited.
It was as if an invisible force had appeared out of nowhere. Everyone's heart suddenly felt heavy. Everyone carefully pondered over these seven words. Many people were astonished because these words were like a knife stabbing into their hearts. It made everyone understand that the woman missed her husband dearly. She actually stared at every passing ship, but none of them belonged to her husband.
"Xie Hui Mai Mai Long Flowing Water, Guts Broken White Apple Continent."
Qiao Juze felt his heart skip a beat. It was as if he saw a woman looking at the river from dawn until the sun set in the west. The afterglow shone on the slowly flowing river surface, and in the end, she could only look at the small island in the river in despair.
The entire Linjiang Pavilion was silent. Everyone was shocked by this poem and immersed in a woman's longing for her husband.
"After freshening up, I'll be alone in Wangjiang Tower. Even after a thousand sails, they are not. Xie Hui Mai Long Flowing Water, Guts Broken White Apple Continent. "Someone recited softly.
A person from the School of Medicine suddenly said softly, "Jiangnan Wang, also known as Wild Bean, calms the anger in the liver and brightens the eyes."
Sighs were heard everywhere.
"What a good 'even after a thousand sails, they are not.' Just these seven words, 'Only after a thousand sails, I miss my husband.' It's just a simple sentence, but it has stolen the brilliance of this world."
"There are many poets in Kong City. Every year, they welcome new people and look forward to the old. Every day, countless infatuated women look at Little Yangtze River, hoping that the person who left will return. I'm afraid Fang Yun has read their minds. "
"'Even after a thousand sails, they are not.' It's too heavy, so heavy that I almost can't speak. This is the power of poetry. Just one sentence, and it speaks of the world's worries. As expected of Fang Zhenguo. "
"If I can write such a poem in my life … No, just one sentence is enough for me to smile in the underworld."
"Once this poem is out, the courtesans in the brothel will go crazy for a while."
"It's not just crazy. I don't know how many courtesans will decide to marry no one but Fang Yun. A few days ago, I saw with my own eyes a beautiful courtesan who decided to save money and go to Jingguo to find Fang Yun. Sigh … "
"If I were a woman, I would never be interested in other men after reading Fang Yun's poem. Fang Yun is harming people!"
"Gu Guo's group and the host of Gu Guo's group don't look right …" A Notre-Dame Jinshi on the second floor seemed to mention inadvertently.
Only then did the crowd observe the Gu Guo's group. They found that their faces were either waxy yellow or unhealthy red. Some stood there in a daze, and some looked extremely regretful, as if they had suffered a huge blow.
Fang Yun left the window and slowly went downstairs. The rest of the Jingguo Jinshi hurriedly followed him.
However, many people seemed to have forgotten about Fang Yun. They continued to ponder over the poem, especially the sentence "thousands of sails are not the same". They wanted to crush it and swallow it into their stomachs.
Not long after, Fang Yun led the Jingguo Jinshi Jinshi to the entrance of the main hall.
Someone suddenly shouted, "Fang Zhenguo, don't you want the prize? It's three thousand taels of silver. "
"Help me donate it to the charity hall in Kong City." Fang Yun said and left the Linjiang Pavilion.
The host of Gu Guo stared blankly at Fang Yun's back as he disappeared into the night. He looked down at the torn red paper bag and was puzzled. Did he fall into Fang Yun's trap, or could Fang Yun really come up with a good poem in a few minutes?
He looked at the Gu Guo's Jinshi Jinshi again and sighed softly. He shook his head.
"We have been preparing for this literary event for a long time. Even if we can't hurt his Literary Name, we will at least make him feel disgusted for a while. But now, in his eyes, what happened today is nothing more than a dog barking …"
Fang Yun and the others returned to their rooms and chatted until late at night. Then they went their separate ways.
The next day, the Chancellor led the Jingguo Jinshi Jinshi Jinshi Jinshi Academy back to the capital.
Fang Yun's life returned to normal. During the day, he attended classes like ordinary Juren. If there was a lecture from the Chancellor of the Academy, he would definitely attend.
Compared to before, Fang Yun's daily life had one more thing to do. He practiced his battle poems.
Every day after school, Fang Yun would go to the venue of the Academy to practice his battle poems. He would constantly use his Qi to practice his battle poems and strengthen his control of battle poems.
Fang Yun was accumulating his strength for the Dragon Platform.
During these days, Wu Die also finished her sleep and officially became a member of the family.
However, unlike the active Servu and Little Meteor, Mist Butterfly liked to sleep in Fang Yun's arms or shoulders in addition to receiving the baptism of the first ray of sunlight every day.
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