The world of counterfeit magistrates competes in the world

Chapter 34

Not long after, some people who thought they were talented and learned began to stand up and recite poems, which immediately aroused applause.The adults in the private room upstairs looked calm, as if they were not moved by these poems.Xuezheng looked a little embarrassed, the poems written by these scholars today were indeed unsatisfactory, they lacked a strong and passionate spirit, and more of them were decadent and ruthless.The poems he made were either praising the peace of the world, singing and dancing, or praising the reign of the Holy Son of Heaven, and the surrender of all nations.This is totally inconsistent with resisting barbarians and defending the country.

Captain Xu Shifan, who was sitting next to Xuezheng, yawned and said to Xuezheng, "Lord Lu, I don't know when this essay meeting will be held. I'm busy with official duties, so I'm afraid I won't be able to stay for long."

Xuezheng blushed and was about to speak when Zhang Yao, the general judge next to him, glanced at Xu Shifan, and said in a neutral tone, "What's the rush? Now that the literary conference has just started, Mr. Xu wants to leave. It's too much. Don't you give Lu Xue face?"

"Hmph, I'm a warrior in the first place, and I'm not interested in this kind of literary society at all. If I didn't give Lu Xue face, why would I come here?" Xu Shifan said bluntly.

These two officials are both older than him, and Lu Xuezheng didn't dare to turn his back on him, so he had to smooth things over and said with a wry smile: "Don't fight, you two. Nearly half of the scholars in Weiyuan County will participate in the literary meeting this time. It's just started now. , presumably there will be more brilliant poems written in the future. Mr. Xu, don't rush away, this time the theme is about military and military frontier poems, which just need to be tasted by adults."

"Hmph, how can these stunned youths understand military matters? It's better to throw them into the barracks for exercise, maybe they can compose a good poem or two." Xu Shifan picked up his wine glass and drank it in one gulp. Do, muttered to himself.

Lin Yifan was drinking wine and eating vegetables below, and asked Guo Huaili with some puzzlement, "Sir, aren't you going to make a military poem tonight? Why are you all singing praises there? I feel a little sleepy."

Guo Huaili enjoyed it, seeing Lin Yifan asking himself, he quickly replied: "Dong Weng, these scholars hang around in brothels and cottages all year round, it's okay to ask them to write some spring and white snow. Writing poems about the military frontier, hehe, I guess they don't even have border crossings. How can you write such imposing poems?"

"Then it's boring. If there's nothing else, let's leave early. Poems like this can't be elegant." Lin Yifan's mood faded, and he wanted to let go.

"What did you say?" Suddenly a voice next to him yelled, and a young scholar glared at Lin Yifan angrily.

The sound was loud, and everyone's eyes were attracted.Lin Yifan looked at the scholar in surprise, and immediately recognized that he was the one who wrote the poem just now.He secretly thought that it was terrible, what he said was probably heard by him.So he quickly stood up and said, "I didn't say anything?"

"Hmph, I heard just now, you said this article will be boring, and the poems we wrote are not elegant. Is that right?" As soon as this remark came out, everyone was in an uproar.The scholars who made the poems looked angry and stepped forward to question.

The adults upstairs naturally saw the movement below, but instead of being angry, they were happy.Finally a spoiler appeared, let's watch it as a farce.Only Xue Zhengzheng had a gloomy old face, and tonight, his old face was completely lost.

Lin Yifan was also angry. Surrounded by many scholars, his duck-like voice kept croaking in his ears, and he immediately became angry.With a loud shout, "Shut up!"

A roar resounded through the entire Dengwen Tower, scaring all the scholars at once.Looking at Lin Yifan's gloomy face and fierce eyes, they backed away in fright.

Lin Yifan snorted coldly, and said, "That's right, I just said that your poems are not elegant. What's the matter? Did I say something wrong?"

"Hmph, if you say that we are difficult to be elegant, can you make a masterpiece that breaks through the hall?" Some people were not convinced, and retorted.

"What? Not convinced?" Lin Yifan sneered and gave him a look, heh heh, it seems that I can't be kind if I don't show my hand today.Although I am not interested in ancient poems in modern times, I am more or less forced to memorize a lot, and I don’t know how many times better than them if I just fool around with one. "Then, let me show you what is military poetry and what is frontier poetry."

"Joining the army - the beacon fire shines on the border, and I feel uneasy. Yazhang resigned from the phoenix, and the iron cavalry circled the wolf city. The snow was dark and the flags and paintings were withered, and the wind was full of drums. I would rather be a centurion than a scholar." Lin Yifan said slowly. Slowly chant the poems that you have thought of, while revising the outdated words in them.

After the poem was recited, everyone stared at him dumbfounded, and the audience fell silent.Lin Yifan was extremely proud, hehe, are you stupid?If you dare to ask me to write a poem, I will torture you to death every minute.Next, there should be a thunderstorm and a sound of appreciation.

Sure enough, the next moment, people finally woke up, and immediately the audience was shocked.But what came was not the voice of appreciation, but the voice of abuse and anger.

"Gentleness sweeps the floor, gentle scum, what a disgrace to our scholars."

"No matter how good a poem is, it can't hide a rude and despicable heart. It's shameful."

"You are not worthy of being a scholar of science at all, and you dare to belittle me and other students with a vulgar martial artist, traitor!"

"Get out, get out!"

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Lin Yifan was stunned, what happened?It was just a poem, which actually aroused the anger of the audience.Guo Huaili on the side was so frightened that he quickly pulled his sleeve, signaling him to leave quickly.

But Lin Yifan became angry again, and through their cursing, he finally understood that it was his sentence at the end of the poem that he would rather be a centurion than a scholar, which touched their scales.How can they, who have always been proud, endure being belittled as inferior to a martial artist?This also angered Lin Yifan, although Lin Yifan also belonged to the civil official group and the scholar class in terms of identity.But since he first came to this world, he has been fighting and killing.He has been in contact with soldiers and sergeants for the longest time, and he has a natural feeling of closeness to soldiers.Coupled with the fact that Hengshan County is outside the border, the military is the most important pillar of the entire Hengshan.Why do these powerless scholars now think that soldiers are inferior to them? "Hmph, you guys keep saying that you are vulgar warriors and barbarians. But I don't know, it is precisely because of the existence of these people that you can hold any kind of literary conference here. Why do you dare to slander these guards? Soldiers of the country? What have you done for this country?"

As soon as the words were finished, there was a voice of applause from upstairs, "Okay! Well said!" Xu Shifan walked to the railing, clapped his hands and said, looking at Lin Yifan with a look of approval on his face.

Zhang Yao behind him looked gloomy, staring at Lin Yifan viciously.Lu Xuezheng's face changed several times, and finally turned into a sigh, "Oh, what a poem. It's a pity."

All the scholars were speechless. At this time, someone shouted, "This man deceived his masters and exterminated his ancestors, betrayed Confucianism, and everyone will punish him. Let's go together and beat him to death!"

Saying that, more than ten people stepped forward and approached Lin Yifan. Instigated by this, all the students finally clamored and put pressure on Lin Yifan.

Looking at the scholars slowly approaching, Lin Yifan let out an angry snort, took a step forward, and held his head high.He shouted, "Come here and have a try?" As he spoke, he picked up the chair next to him, and slammed it on the table, breaking the chair into pieces.

The scholars who had mustered up their courage before were frightened by Lin Yifan's desperate posture, and hurriedly sneaked into the group of scholars.Lin Yifan looked at the terrified faces of the scholars, and couldn't help laughing, "Is this the scholar who is expected to take on a heavy responsibility in the court? Haha! In my eyes, all of you here are cowards."

Throw away the wooden block in his hand, clap his hands, glance at Guo Huaili, and say, "Let's go!"

Stepping away, none of the people present dared to stop them, they could only watch Lin Yifan go proudly.

After leaving the Dengwen Tower, Lin Yifan was still furious. He looked at Guo Huaili and said, "Sir, are these so-called scholars? I think it's no wonder that the country's dynasty will not perish because of these scholars."

"Speak carefully." Guo Huaili quickly stopped, looked around, and said with confidence: "Don't talk nonsense here, otherwise, it will be bad to attract the attention of interested people. However, what Dong Weng said is a bit biased. There are countless students, some are always outstanding, and naturally there are also some people who are fake. Weiyuan County is located in the northwest, and the style of writing is not strong, so it is inevitable to have such shallow views. Don't be angry. "

"Oh, I was impulsive too. I'm afraid I'll be scolded by these scholars in the future." Lin Yifan felt a little regretful. Now that it was like this, it was even more difficult to recruit scholars to Hengshan County.

In Wenlou, the Wenhui was disturbed by this, so naturally it couldn't continue. Lu Xuezheng could only end the Wenhui hastily with a bitter face.But the aftermath was calm, Xu Shifan had already transcribed Lin Yifan's poems, and prepared to pass them on to his friends in the army.Zhang Yao squinted his eyes slightly with a suspicious expression on his face. "Who is this young scholar? Why does he always have a sense of deja vu? No, I have to send someone to check."

On the second day, what happened in the Wenhui was spread and aroused people's discussion.Especially that poem, although it is not recognized by the scholars, it cannot deny the impassioned spirit of the poem, and the scholar who has not disclosed his name has become a talking point among the common people.

(End of this chapter)