Liaozhai Great Sage

Chapter 319 Goodbye Nie Xiaoqian?
Taking out Li Xiuyuan's emergency poems finally temporarily blocked the mouths of these officials.

After all, he is not an authentic ancient, so his thinking is slightly different from the ancients. Whether it is his views on ancient prose or the way of dealing with the governing party, he is far from these officials.

It was this difference in thinking that made Li Xiuyuan and these officials disagree in temperament, which made it impossible for him to answer any question to satisfy these officials.

A person's character can be changed, but his thoughts cannot be changed.

So Li Xiuyuan knew that his answer might arouse the disgust of these officials, but he still said it according to his heart.

And when this poem was read, these officials were a little surprised, chewing and savoring it over and over again.

Because Li Xiuyuan's poems are indeed appropriate to the situation, and they are also very amazing.

It is qualified to pass on to future generations.

But soon these officials felt something was wrong again.

The last sentence: I urge the Lord of Heaven to cheer up and send down talents of all kinds.

There is no problem with this sentence, and it reflects Li Xiuyuan's current mood, which is considered appropriate to the situation, but the first sentence is extremely problematic.

Kyushu is angry and relies on wind and thunder.

This sentence unceremoniously pointed out that the government and the public are dim, and the society is decayed. Only by relying on the violent power of wind and thunder can it be rejuvenated.

If this poem was read among a group of scholars, it would definitely be full of applause, after all, scholars like to criticize the government the most.

But who are the people here?

It's an official of the imperial court, a high-ranking official of the political party, and even the imperial court's military minister here, and Li Xiuyuan said such poems in front of so many court officials, doesn't it imply that they are fatuous and corrupt?

After experiencing this artistic conception, the faces of the officials present all darkened.

They are both officials and literati.

Li Xiuyuan's poem is enough to be passed down to future generations, but they have become the foil of this poem. If it is spread, then wouldn't the reputation of himself and others be stink?Has it become a symbol of corrupt officials and corruption in poetry?
A frail scholar is not scary, what is scary is that this scholar still has extraordinary poetry.

Li Xiuyuan could see the faces of these officials. He was surprised and wanted to praise him before, but after he understood the meaning of the poem, all of them turned ugly.

"Arrogance, a mere scholar dares to satirize the court in such a poem. Could it be that you are a talent, worthy of your majesty's promotion and reuse, and all the ministers in the court are incompetent?"

"The knowledge and ability are average, and the tone is very arrogant. If you enter the court, I am afraid that even the prime minister will not take it seriously."

"Master Fu, you have also seen this person. The answer to the first question is wrong, the second question is even more biased, and the third question is good in poetry, but his heart is not right. According to the official Look, not only can this person not be recommended to His Majesty, but he is also banned from taking the imperial examination, how can such an arrogant and rude person let him serve the court."

After a short period of accumulation, these officials were immediately filled with righteous indignation, and they all bowed their hands to Fu Tianchou, the minister of the Ministry of war.

I can't wait to strangle Li Xiuyuan here, so that he will never be an official for the rest of his life.

Li Xiuyuan looked at the attitude of these officials, and couldn't help but feel ridiculous in his heart. It's too narrow-minded for them to care so much about a poem. If he is an official with such a heart, he will be a mediocre official even if he is not a corrupt official.

It should be noted that there is a saying that a prime minister can ride a boat on his stomach.

If you are an official without a mind, you can't be a good official.

At this moment, Fu Tianchou, who was in the main seat, looked calm and unmoved, but said with a smile: "I don't think there is anything wrong with Li Xiuyuan's poems. The so-called poems are nothing more than They are all using the past to satirize the present, criticize the government, and tell their ambitions. Didn’t Du Fu in the previous dynasty also have a poem: The emperor can’t get on the boat, and he claims that his minister is a wine fairy, and he was questioned by the emperor without seeing Du Fu.”

"My lords, please don't be angry. Li Xiuyuan's talents are well known to me. I need to think twice about recommending them to the imperial court. Well, it's getting late today. I still have some government affairs to deal with. Let's call it a day."

Hearing this, the other officials were unhappy and didn't want to say much, they just stood up and cupped their hands together and said: "Master Fu, I'm taking my leave."

After speaking, these officials left one after another.

Seeing this, Li Xiuyuan saluted and said: "The late student is also leaving."

"Well, I have someone send you a ride." Fu Tianchou Shi said, and then gestured.

A civil servant saluted immediately, and then sent Li Xiu away.

Li Xiuyuan and several other officials left the yamen together. All these officials on the way were dissatisfied with him. Unhappy strode away.

I believe that if you want to meet these people when you become an official in the future, they must be opponents in the officialdom.

This time I came to the yamen, I got nothing, only a group of future political enemies.

"My lord, let's stop here, and just go back with a late birth." Li Xiuyuan bowed to the official.

The clerk nodded and said: "I have something to give you under the order of Mr. Fu. It is your contribution to the disaster relief for the imperial court Jiashan." After speaking, he took out a wooden box from his sleeve.

"This is?"

After Li Xiuyuan took it, he opened it and found that it was a stack of receipts.

"It's a salt ticket. This is your compensation for your disaster relief expenses." The official said.

Salt ticket?

Li Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, and he immediately remembered the role of salt tickets.

The so-called salt ticket is a special bill for buying and selling salt. Because the buying and selling of salt is profitable, it has always been controlled by the imperial court.

To a certain extent, a salt ticket is equivalent to salt, because private salt is illegal, and having a salt ticket is equivalent to having a reasonable identity, and you can go to the salt farm to buy salt and sell it elsewhere.

"So many salt tickets?" Li Xiuyuan asked in surprise.

The salt tickets in the box are all in large portions, one piece is worth ten thousand catties, and this is a thick stack.

"Yangzhou's imperial salt farms no longer produce salt, and have been emptied by corrupt officials. Now Yangzhou is flooded with private salt. Even if you have a salt ticket, you can't buy official salt, and private salt does not recognize salt tickets. "At the end, the official said another sentence.

"." Li Xiuyuan was speechless immediately.

The salt field in Yangzhou does not produce salt, so isn't the salt ticket useless?

But Li Xiuyuan immediately realized his intentions. The Li family could produce salt if the court didn't produce salt.

"That's how it is. Thank you, Mr. Fu, Wansheng." Li Xiuyuan saluted.

The minister of the Ministry of War gave his Li family the evidence to legally buy and sell salt. No wonder the amount is so large. The feeling is that these salt tickets are worthless.

This is indeed the style of an official. A stack of useless salt tickets is considered to be a reward for Li Xiuyuan, who has contributed to disaster relief.

However, Li Xiuyuan was not angry anymore, after all, this thing is also a profitable business for the Li family, it depends on whether he is willing to do this business or not.

"Uncle Duan, is my father still in the yamen?"

Just when Li Xiuyuan was about to leave, suddenly two fast horses came slowly from the street, and immediately sat two women, who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, and the younger one was about fourteen or fifteen years old, and there were several people behind them. The guards didn't look like local people.

"It's the two young ladies who are back. Mr. Fu is dealing with government affairs in the yamen." The clerk surnamed Duan bowed to the two women, speaking very respectfully.

"Ok?"

Li Xiuyuan was very familiar with this voice, and the next time he turned around to look, his eyes shrank suddenly.

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old woman in the lead got off the horse at this moment, and with her hair flying, a delicate and beautiful face was revealed, but Li Xiuyuan had seen this appearance before in Lanruo Temple.

The female ghost under the command of the dryad's grandmother, Nie Xiaoqian.

"How is it possible? Even if Nie Xiaoqian was reincarnated, she is only a baby now. How could she be so old?"

Li Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment when he saw the woman's appearance, because the appearance was exactly the same, but the expression between the eyebrows was slightly different.

Nie Xiaoqian is a female ghost, and her brows are full of femininity. Coupled with her acting skills as a female ghost, she always has a weak and pitiful posture, which is easy to pity.

Ning Caichen was fascinated by Nie Xiaoqian like this.

But this woman has a heroic spirit of a woman, she looks heroic, giving people a completely different feeling.

"What are you looking at, sister, this person is so rude and keeps staring at you. He must be the dude you often call him. I'll teach him a lesson." The girl behind her looked angrily. Looking at Li Xiuyuan, he took out the whip from the horse's back and threw it at Li Xiuyuan.

She didn't want to hit Li Xiuyuan, but just flicked it in the air, pretending to scare him.

But Li Xiuyuan, who suddenly came to his senses, counterattacked subconsciously and waved his hand.

"Crack~!"

The whip suddenly exploded in mid-air and broke into two sections.

"Ah~!" The girl was startled by the crackling sound.

"Miss, be careful."

The guards behind them were all shocked when they saw this scene, they hurried over, stopped in front of the two women, held their waist knives one by one, and stared at Li Xiuyuan nervously.

One of the guards at the head drew out his sword, stared at Li Xiuyuan firmly and said, "Where are you from, there is no master like you in the world."

There's nothing wrong with filling the whole body with qi, and being able to possess the body with energy, severing the flexible horse whip with a wave, this kind of martial arts has reached the level of a master. There are not many martial arts masters with names and surnames in the world. He only knows There is Yan Chixia, a head catcher in the six gates, Xia Houwu, a knight-errant swordsman, and Zuo Qianhu, a member of the imperial court, who have such cultivation skills. The rest are all generals of the imperial court. .

But those people all have names and surnames, and those who practice martial arts have thunderous names, and there is no such thing as an anonymous martial arts master.

This man was standing at the gate of the yamen, if he wanted to harm Lord Fu, none of the yamen servants and soldiers present could stop him.

"What are you doing? Put away your swords. This is Li Xiuyuan, Mr. Li. He is a well-known scholar. How can you dance with swords and guns indiscriminately like this?" The surname Duan The clerk shouted sternly.

(End of this chapter)