Ever since the Marquis of Anqing got acquainted with Xu Yi, he thought of taking advantage of the opportunity of this fraternity to play a good role as a sergeant, and it would be best to ask Mr. Xu to bestow a calligraphy, that would be a great honor.
Unexpectedly, no matter how well he adjusted the beads in his abacus, he couldn't resist someone who threw the abacus down.
"Ji Changtian, what are you doing!"
The Marquis of Anqing supported Xu Yi, his eyes spit fire.
Pu Anyi and Wang Wan didn't expect that both parties had negotiated the conditions, but they pulled out a moth again. For the first time, their eyes focused on Xu Yi's face solemnly, and his thoughts turned around. He still didn't understand. There is confidence, but who is this person.
"Why should Uncle hurt the affection between our relatives for the sake of outsiders?"
King Pu Anyi said calmly.
He gave the face of Lord Anqing, and the other party didn't appreciate it, so he didn't need to be petty.
How dignified King Pu Anyi is, not everyone can handle it. It is related to his dignity as King Pu Anyi, and he is not afraid of a lawsuit before the imperial court.
The Marquis of Anqing said angrily, "Outsider? Do you know who this is? This is my famous scholar in Da Viet, who is called the Immortal of Poetry and Ci, Mr. Xu Yixu."
The voice of the Marquis of Anqing was so loud that the whole hall could hear it.
As soon as these words came out, the entire venue was extremely quiet for an instant, and then, countless screams rang out, all of them were female voices, and the crowd quickly gathered here, and all the female relatives rushed in front.
Xu Yi was taken aback by the frightening situation, he really didn't know how famous he was now.
If there are any superstars in Dai Viet today, Xu Yi is undoubtedly the brightest one.
At the same time, he has a huge reputation for nothing, but has never shown up, which unintentionally coincides with the principle of hunger marketing.
Lord Anqing hurriedly ordered the guards to control the scene, feeling extremely complacent.
Fortunately, here are all the nobles of the upper class, even though the noble ladies competed to see Xu Yi, they did not lose their demeanor, they gathered around ten feet away, they stopped coming closer, and all looked at Xu Yi up and down.
Tsing Yi was stained with blood, his face was thin and pale, he couldn't be called handsome, his faint bookish air matched the image in his heart.
"This person is Xu Yi!"
King Pu Anyi was quite shocked, and secretly had a toothache.
He also speculated about Xu Yi's identity. He was the eldest son of the eight great families and the direct heir of the seven great families. He didn't take it too seriously. son of a guy.
Those civil servants love to provoke their relatives, to invite them to be famous, if they get involved with this group of mad dogs, it will be a lot of trouble.
He never expected that the skinny boy he provoked turned out to be the legendary poet poet.
This person has no fame, and it is said that he was born as a police officer. Now that he is selected as Luanwei, it seems to outsiders that he is quite a prestigious status, but to King Pu Anyi, he is just a servant of the royal family.
However, although this person's status is humble, his reputation is too high, and his literary name is astonishing, the civil service team may also regard this person as the same kind, and there are also a large number of fans of this person in the inner palace.
Right now, the conflict has become public, and after a little calculation, King Pu Anyi found himself the weaker side.
"No, you must not let go of this tone. If you let go, the brand of King Pu Anyi will fall!"
King Pu Anyi gritted his teeth secretly, and said in a cold voice, "So what if you are a sage of poets and poets, disrespecting the royal family is a heinous crime, besides, the name of a sage of poets and cis is just an attachment of good people, how can you know that it is not deceiving the world?"
"Deceiving the world and stealing your name? Ji Changtian, you really dare to speak, "Jianghu", "The End of the World", "Ask Love", "Mourning for the Death", and even the couplet that has been hung in front of Donghua Immortal Guanyu, which one is not a work handed down from generation to generation? The more rare ones are all impromptu propositions, which are so difficult that no one can think of them unless they are shocking geniuses, so how can they be obliterated by a sentence of cheating the world?"
Lord Anqing shouted loudly, King Pu Anyi made it clear that the chariots and horses were going to have a fight with him, so Lord Anqing naturally died in favor of Xu Yi.
"What do the worldly people know about poetry? It's just copying what others say, making noises with others, and making Xiao Xiao's generation suddenly famous."
Gao Guan Confucian scholar stepped forward with his head held high, looking at Xu Yi, his eyes were shining brightly.
"Who are you? Dare to say that."
Lord Anqing was furious.
"Secular people understand poetry and prose very well." He heard it, and he felt it was extremely harsh.
Confucian scholar Gao Guan clasped his fists and said, "Wandering in the lower leaves!"
"What, could it be that the cotyledons are falling in the imperial examination today, and the word subject is at the top!"
"It must be, look at the green leaves embroidered on his left shoulder, which is the legendary Ye family mark."
"Yeah, it's Mr. Ye, I really like his phrase 'youyue doesn't fall into a dream, it should be the soul in a dream'!"
"..."
Confucian Gao Guan was very satisfied with the shock he had brought, he clasped his fists together, and looked directly at Xu Yidao, "Everyone, what Ye said earlier may be hurtful, but it is the truth. The book "Jianghu" that made Mr. Xu famous , "The End of the World", "Enquiry", a couplet, these four articles..."
"What about "Mourning for the Dead"?"
There was a hint of dissatisfaction in the crowd.
Ye Piaoling said, "Who made the term "Mourning for the Dead" is still doubtful. Maybe a certain hermit is unwilling to reveal his name, and maybe he used the name of Mr. Xu. After all, there is no one involved. The author of the short lyric can only be regarded as anonymous. On this point, I believe that Lord Anqing agrees with me, otherwise why did Lord Anqing not mention the name "Mourning" just now?"
Marquis An Qing blushed, wishing he could stare at Ye Piaoling to death on the spot, he didn't mention the name of "Mourning for the Dead" just now, but in fact he forgot, and it was just a list, why did he ever need to go into details, but now this villain used it to talk about it .
Due to his status, it's not easy for him to argue with Ye Piaoling.
Everyone in the audience was slanderous, but seeing Marquis Anqing remained silent, they thought that Marquis Anqing really thought so, and it was not easy to speak out to defend him, besides, King Pu Anyi was present, who would want to get involved in the dispute between these two powers for no reason.
Yan Zi couldn't stand it anymore, she was about to speak, but Xu Yi stopped her with her eyes.
After all the chaos, Xu Yi's mood improved, and he felt that this sorority meeting couldn't have come at a better time.
One, it cut off the hidden poisonous snake Shui Qingchen, and two, it gave him a chance to show weakness. King Pu Anyi's slap made him almost cheer. After making a fuss, I'm afraid no one will contact him with the scarred Taoist again.
Three times, that is, the bustle at the moment, let Xu smell the smell of red coins.
Overwhelming the audience, Ye Piaoling was very proud, and continued, ""Jianghu", "The End of the World", "Enquiry", and the couplets, let's talk about the couplets first, in terms of conception, they are obviously excellent , but after all, it’s too superficial, beyond the diction, you can’t see the level of literature, to put it bluntly, it’s just talking about a common truth, like eating will make you full and drinking water will quench your thirst, what’s so strange about it?”
"Leaving aside the couplets, let's talk about "Jianghu" and "Qingqing". This "Jianghu" is simply a children's graffiti. "Wen Qing", this kind of Ci Pai, has never been heard, does not follow the classics, presumptuously contrived, no matter how talented it is, I don't care about it."
"Only this "End of the World" is a rare masterpiece that combines poetry with painting, and poetry with painting. , wouldn’t it make the heroes of the world laugh out loud.”