Tang Dynasty good doctor

Chapter 242

Wang Pingan straightened his clothes, went out again, and walked slowly to the middle of the stage. He took a deep breath, looked at Fang Xuanling, and thought to himself: "Your son's question did not trouble me. Now it's time for you, my father, to come on stage." , let's stop humming! Come on, if you have any tricks, just use them, and I will follow them!"

For this poem, Li Shimin didn't intend to propose a title, but Wang Ping'an didn't know, he was standing in the field, waiting to come up with a title, and other people in the garden were also waiting for the emperor to come up with a title, or someone else could come up with a title, and no one could do it. Thinking of it, what Li Shimin meant was to let Wang Pingan do whatever he wanted!

Fang Xuanling glanced at the emperor, seeing the emperor frowning, he thought to himself: "It seems that the emperor is in a hurry. Today, all the emperors and ministers are here, not to watch the scholars write poems, but to come here for a purpose. But it’s already late, but we still haven’t got to the point, that’s not acceptable, it’s a waste of time!”

Fang Xuanling is very concerned about what others think about Fang Yiai and the princess, but as a prime minister, he puts the country first. If family affairs conflict with state affairs, he will immediately give up on family affairs. Care about, but choose state affairs.

He is the prime minister, he has the heart to tolerate others laughing at family affairs, and he has the courage to cut through the mess quickly and get straight to the point!
Seeing that the emperor didn't speak, Fang Xuanling turned around, nodded at Wang Ping'an, and said, "This is the fourth poem you're going to do today, and it's hard for you. This time, I'll come up with a simpler title. Let’s use Snow Mountain and Loulan as the titles to express my Han family’s determination to conquer the Western Regions!”

As soon as his topic came out, Wang Ping'an's heart was shocked. It seems that this poetry and prose meeting is really about the Turks. This kind of topic is obviously a mobilization in disguise. At the same time, it is announced to the world that the Tang army The expedition to Turks is about to begin!

He doesn't know what's going on in the court. He can know the general direction of history, but he can't guess the specific details anyway. But there is one thing he can grasp well, and that is to write poetry. Poems about the battle outside the Great Wall, there is no doubt that they will be selected as frontier poems!

As soon as Fang Xuanling's topic came out, Li Shimin agreed in his heart, the prime minister is the prime minister, the country is the most important thing in everything, and he doesn't care what others say about him, very good, the prime minister should be an example for the officials!

Civil and military officials also nodded. They all knew the real situation. Fang Xuanling raised this topic not to make things difficult for Wang Pingan, but to bring the topic to state affairs. This is the correct approach and there is nothing wrong with it!
Chu Suiliang whispered to his eldest grandson Wuji: "Mr. Wuji, if you are replaced at this time, and there are previous embarrassing things, will you do the same thing as Brother Fang?"

Changsun Wuji hummed, nodded slowly, he would definitely do the same, turned around and asked Chu Suiliang, and said, "What about you, will you do the same?"

Chu Suiliang smiled and said: "I won't go up at all!" After a pause, he said again: "If you really go up, I will naturally do what you do!"

The civil and military officials have one idea, but the scholars below have another idea!

Prime Minister Fang personally proposed the questions, and it was Xueshan and Loulan. On the surface, the same questions were easy to do, but that was for others.For example, Wang Pingan has finished his first poem about the Western Regions. At this time, the scholars on the sidelines can think about it independently. Everyone has different ideas, and naturally they will write different poems under the same topic. The difference is only the level!

For the same person with the same topic, as long as the person is given enough time to think, the second poem, there is a great possibility that it will be better than the previous poem, but the key lies in this time.I don’t have enough time now. Wang Ping’an did a good job in the previous poem. If he doesn’t break Loulan, he won’t return it. It’s not easy to write a poem of the same level. Come out with another song!

In terms of time, no matter how quick Wang Ping's thinking is, it is difficult, even impossible, and it is impossible to write poems of the same level. As long as the next poem is not as good as the previous one, it is a shame. No, because everyone knows that his level is high enough, but their admiration for him will inevitably decline, and they will no longer think that his talent is very, very high!

Everything in the world is accepted as soon as it is good, but it happens that it is good today, and they just don't let him accept it, who can do anything about it!

outside the garden.Qiu Tingxuan was very depressed and said: "It was me who suffered from illness, and this time he was completely stumped. Prime Minister Fang is too powerful, he does not make new questions, but repeats old ones. One day in the world It is rare to see people with four poems, and the fourth poem must be kept at the same level as the first one, so it is easier said than done!"

Ma Mingmei was also very frustrated. She originally wanted to help Wang Ping'an, but she didn't want to turn into harming him. She really did something bad with good intentions.She glanced at the sluice gate and thought: "The level is water again. Could it be that there is something wrong with Wang Ping'an's birthday horoscope, and if he hits the horoscope, can he hit the sluice? Since the sluice is broken, should I close the sluice? Is it better?"

Wang Ping'an also lost his temper. No matter how gentle he is, he doesn't want to bear it anymore.The two men of the Fang family went to battle together, and it would be embarrassing not to pick on others, but to pick on themselves, isn't that bullying?It seems that I have to learn it brightly. I will shock you and let you know that the ink in my Wang Pingan's stomach exceeds that of mung bean soup!
This time he didn't turn around anymore, just pretended to think for a while, then opened his mouth and started to compose a poem.

The musicians on the sidelines quickly started playing Sizhu again, dubbing him!Sizhu played a slow and peaceful piece of music, which is conducive to the poet's thinking, and it can be regarded as a small help to Wang Ping'an!

I heard Wang Ping'an say: "In May, there is snow in the Tianshan Mountains. There are no flowers but cold. I heard the broken willows on the flute, but I have never seen the spring."

As soon as I heard the word "di" in the poem, a musician immediately picked up the flute and played it in his mouth. The tune is melodious, but still slow!

Wang Ping'an said again: "Dawn fights with the golden drum, night sleeps with the jade saddle."

There are golden drums and jade saddles in the poem, and there is also the word "war". The other musicians hurriedly picked up their instruments and played them, speeding up the rhythm and making the tune majestic!

But before the song fully showed the scene on the battlefield, Wang Pingan raised one hand, swung it down, and said loudly, "I wish to cut Loulan with the sword."

The song is not over, the poem is finished first!
Just when he finished reading "Zhi Loulan", the melody was played to its climax, the melody was passionate, and several small drums were beaten like ten thousand horses galloping, fully interpreting the warriors on the battlefield charging and fighting. !
The passionate music, coupled with the sharp and strong verses, made everyone in the garden excited, and a picture appeared in their minds!
King Loulan was greedy and repeatedly violated the might of the Great Han Dynasty. However, the brave Han envoy, carrying the emperor's edict, went west to the desert to question King Loulan. , Take back to Chang'an!

What a majesty, what a heroism!
The sound of the drums was still loud, and the blood of the scholars was boiling with enthusiasm. Some of them jumped up against the table and shouted: "Those who commit crimes against the strong will be punished even if they are far away. We should follow the example of the ancients and defeat the barbarians thousands of miles away!"

Some even shouted: "May I cut Loulan with the sword from my waist! Well, from now on, I will wear a sword and never get rid of it for the rest of my life!"

Ok, good, good!
Everyone in the garden applauded and praised it!
Li Shimin also slapped the case with his palms, and said loudly: "Okay, I, the son of the Han family, should have the courage, once the fame is achieved immediately, you should take this as encouragement, and create the prosperity of our Tang Dynasty together!"

As soon as the emperor spoke, the scholars became even more excited, and they all shouted: "Once you get the fame, you will get it immediately, kill the barbarians, kill the barbarians!"

The civil and military officials are also full of excitement, this Wang Pingan is not bad, what kind of poems he is asked to achieve, what effects he can achieve, what kind of poems he can make, and what effects he can achieve... Couldn't it be arranged in advance? ?No wonder he kept asking him to write poems, it turned out to be the case!

Some ministers looked at Fang Xuanling and thought, "Old Fang, you are not mean enough. Since it was arranged in advance, why didn't you tell us? Wang Ping'an can compose poems, and it was arranged in advance. Just let him do it hard, why bother you two to swing your arms together and go up to beat the drums, it's so hot and sweaty, it's very interesting!"

All the flower sheds in the garden were excited, and even the flower sheds of the messengers began to applaud after the initial silence!
Why didn't the messengers make a sound at first? It was because they were angry!You Datang people look down on others too much, how can this be the case, isn't this scolding the bald man in front of the monk!You usually call us barbarians and barbarians, but that’s fine, anyway, they’re all behind your back, we can pretend we didn’t hear you, but you can’t call us in front of you either!It's not obvious, you don't treat us as human beings at all!
Some envoys would find themselves a step down, pretending not to understand and asking: "Wang Ping'an's poem is about the Huns?"

Some envoys said angrily: "It's the Loulan people... Hey, ah! That's right, it's the Huns!"

"Ah, so the Huns are barbarians, they are barbarians! Just now I was taken aback, thinking they were scolding us... scolding you, I think you are very honest, and you have not offended anyone!" The emissary earlier road.

The other envoys said together angrily: "How are you talking? Who are you scolding? They are scolding the Huns. The place where the Huns lived before is now the Turkic people. Even if you scold them, you are scolding them. How can you mess with us?" It has nothing to do with us!"

Ah, this time the envoys have all understood that Wei'er is coming, people are scolding the Turks, and the Turks are Hulu, barbarians!None of us have anything to do with us!

Now that nothing matters, let's applaud!Good poetry, good killing, it should be such a way to kill Hulu...

Fang Xuanling breathed a sigh of relief, and gave Wang Pingan who hadn't retreated from afar, a thumbs up!Wang Ping'an, good job, I appreciate you very much!

He looked at the envoys who were also yelling, and thought: "It is only natural for the people of the Tang Dynasty to applaud and applaud the Hulu, but you can also applaud...well, don't you applaud? Then don't be too polite about the next thing!"

(End of this chapter)