It turned out that at this time the conversation at the wine table had shifted from official circles to literary circles, so it was inevitable that they would talk about Mr. Fan, whose famous poems shocked the world. Fan Xian pretended to be sipping his wine glass, but he was prepared to pour out the glass of wine in his hand if this guy dared to say a bad word about him, so as to relieve his depression.
Unexpectedly, I saw Shi Chanli stand up immediately, with a peachy face, praising nasty words, and said sadly: "I have been reading the collection of poems of Banxianzhai for several months, how can I read other people's poems from now on?" How can I still have the guts to pick up the pen and paper again? Although there are a few poems that I still feel a little weird, but Xiao Fan is in front, how can Xiao Shi feel like himself? Sad, sad."
Fan Xian smiled, thinking of those lovely people who criticized the leading comrades for not paying attention to rest.
But Hou Jichang said disapprovingly: "Poetry and prose are heretics, how can managing the world and governing the country help?" After saying this, he turned to Fan Xian who had been left out for a long time and asked for help: "I don't know what Mr. Fan wants?" He suddenly couldn't help it He glanced at Fan Xian again, and suddenly said with an ouch, "So it's you!"
Fan Xian was startled again, wondering if he was recognized by the other party? The lights in the examination hall were not very bright. Except for Yang Wanli who dared to look directly at himself and talk with his eyes, not many people dared to look at the examiner's face.
Hou Jichang's next sentence came very quickly: "I passed Mr. Fan on the way to buy wine before."
Fan Xian immediately remembered that the other party was the scholar with two jugs of wine. I don't know why, but for such a trivial matter, Hou Jichang immediately became more affectionate to Fan Xian, and began to speak eagerly. Not only Fan Xian felt a little strange, but even Shi Chanli was a little puzzled.
"Mr. Fan is of the same clan as that little Master Fan. Why don't you share your opinion on the collection of poems of Mr. Fan Xianzhai."
"It's just picking up the wisdom of the past." No matter how thick-skinned Fan Xian was, he was always too embarrassed to boast about himself in front of others.
Who knew that Shi Chanli would be angry when he heard this, put his chopsticks aside and said, "Could it be that Mr. Fan is also like that Mr. Zhuang? I value Zhuang Mohan's character very much, but I don't expect him to be a foolish old thief. If Mr. Fan Read less poetry and books, or don't say such absurd and ridiculous remarks."
Fan Xian was taken aback, only then did he realize that he had already established an unbreakable position in the hearts of Qing scholars. Smiling shyly, it's not easy to speak. Seeing that he was speechless, Shi Chanli was overwhelmed with alcohol and scolded with a smile: "The two young masters are both named Fan, why is there such a big gap?"
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At this moment, Yang Wanli finally woke up leisurely under the service of Cheng Jialin. He saw Fan Xian's beautiful face. He was so frightened that he quickly stood up and said to Fan Xian, "Master Fan... ...how come here?"
"Master Fan? Which Master Fan?" The other three brothers at the wine table were confused, not knowing why Yang Wanli was so nervous.
Yang Wanli smiled wryly and said: "This is the one mentioned earlier, Mr. Fan who let the students into the examination institute... Brother Shi, don't you like the poems of half-timely fasting the most? Why don't you hurry up and see him?"
Only then did Shi Chanli realize that it was Fan Xian himself who he reprimanded just now! The strong shock made him jump up from the stool, and it was not good to worship Fan Xian, nor was it good not to. He looked extremely embarrassed. Even Hou Jichang and Cheng Xilin, who were much calmer, opened their mouths wide, looking at Fan Xian, not knowing what to say.
Today's Fan Xian is already a first-class romantic figure in the hearts of scholars in the world, and later married the prime minister's daughter, and at the age of seventeen, he became the fifth-rank Fengzheng of the Imperial Academy. No matter how you look at it, he is the best scholar Object of envy. And his Banxianzhai Poetry Talk has long been popular all over the world, and the image of red light floating above the clouds has been integrated with the name Fan Xian.
Fan Xian smiled a little embarrassedly, "What? You're so surprised to see a living person?"
Hou Jichang was the first to wake up, and said with a wry smile: "It turns out that the young master is Master Xiao Fan, I was really rude earlier."
Shi Chanli's eyes lit up, he bowed deeply to Fan Xian, and said sincerely: "Unexpectedly, thanks to Brother Yang's blessing, I was able to meet Mr. Fan in person. It's really a blessing."
Fan Xian shook his head and said with a smile, "The test is over, and I don't want to stay in the mansion all the time, so I came out for a walk. I knew Yang Wanli lived in this inn, so I came to look for him, but I didn't expect good luck. On top of that, after listening to the high-level comments of your brothers, this trip is finally worthwhile."
The sentient beings couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, thinking that before the whole group of people talked loudly in front of this world's great talent, in retrospect, it was really absurd. Even Hou Jichang, who has always been proud and arrogant, smiled wryly and said, "It's all because of Wanli, who was actually drunk all the time."
Just at this time, Cheng Xilin, who spoke slowly, finally introduced himself: "Master Fan, the late-born surname is Cheng, Lin of Cheng Xilin." Thinking of being able to get in touch with this popular man, Cheng Xilin, a talented scholar on Shandong Road, Xilin was nervous for no reason and stumbled a bit when speaking.
Everyone was startled, and soon they heard the mistakes and omissions in the words, and couldn't help laughing. Cheng Xilin's face also blushed, and he didn't know what to say. Thanks to this burst of laughter, the shock in everyone's hearts was slightly diluted.
Yang Wanli heard that Mr. Fan came looking for him, he couldn't help being a little puzzled, and also a little flattered, and asked, "I don't know what orders Mr. Fan has."
Fortunately, these people are well-measured, and most of them still have the selfish idea of putting the treasure on their own table in their hearts, so they didn't yell, so the students inside and outside the inn are still drinking and having fun, no one knows, and the students often Mr. Fan mentioned was in the inn right now, otherwise there might be another burst of noise and excitement.
Fan Xian originally wanted to meet Yang Wanli for a while, but he didn't expect such a situation, so naturally he couldn't discuss it deeply, so he smiled and said, "No matter what, Brother Yang and I are just like each other." Turning to Shi Chanli, he said: " I also have a relationship with Brother Shi." Then he said to Hou Jichang: "I also have a relationship with Brother Hou, so I still want to remind you of something."
As soon as these words came out, even Cheng Xilin, who was not named by him, became nervous, and Hou Jichang could no longer maintain a calm expression. Scholars who don't want to find a good future, this little Mr. Fan is the middle man of Chunwei this time, At this time, if you come here without avoiding suspicion, what you want to say is naturally extremely important.
Fan Xian paused for a moment, and after considering his words, he said, "The palace exam is on the first day of March, and you guys still need to prepare."
No matter how shocked the people were, the hands in their sleeves couldn't help trembling—these words seemed ordinary, but the meaning hidden inside was quite astonishing. Such a supreme and noble person, if anyone can know the list of the top three in advance, Fan Xian must have this qualification. Since he asked him to wait for several people to prepare for the imperial examination, it means... he will definitely be on the list!
Fan Xian put his finger to his lips, made a silence gesture, and said with a smile, "Not necessarily, just to remind you."
Hou Jichang was a little distracted and said: "Guo Shangshu was arrested and imprisoned, the list will definitely change."
Fan Xian replied quietly: "I can't remember Brother Cheng and Brother Shi, but Brother Hou and Brother Yang must be hit." The two Hou and Yang were overjoyed, and they couldn't care less about their own self-esteem. They stood up and looked at Fan Xian. Xian bowed deeply, knowing that from now on, this young sect master, the two of them have made an obeisance, unless he doesn't want a magnanimous official career and a prosperous future in the future.
Cheng Xilin and Shi Chanli felt a little disappointed, but they thought that Mr. Fan just couldn't remember clearly, and it might not be a good result tomorrow, so they comforted themselves in their hearts.
It was obvious that the inn was not the right place to talk, so Yang Wanli respectfully invited Fan Xian into the inner room of several of them, and then served good tea. After tossing for a while, he said sincerely: "Master Fan, students ask themselves that they have no money and no rights. No mouth and no face, I really don't know how to get the favor of adults, and I don't know why adults took the risk to tell this news."
This character of having no money, no power, no mouth and no face really speaks to the bitterness and powerlessness of those who have no connections. Fan Xian shook his head with a smile and said, "You all know the current state of the Qing State Examination Hall. Although the list of the top three has not yet been released, it has generally been decided. As for why I came today, I am really afraid that Wanli will give up on you. , I don’t read the book, I don’t deal with things, the emperor lost face, I’m afraid it’s not easy on my face. You need to know that there were many people outside the examination institute that day watched me put you into the examination institute, so you might as well say it clearly , I took some small risks in this matter, but it’s okay.”
Today, the examiners of the Beijing High School were all panicked, but Fan Xian said it was all right, and everyone was a little surprised.
Now that the matter was over, these smart people naturally understood the meaning of Fan Xian's trip. They looked at each other, and Hou Jichang immediately bowed down and said, "Student, thank you teacher." Yang Wanli bowed again, and even Shi Chanli and Cheng The two of Xilin also stopped sitting, and gave Fan Xian the courtesy of being a teacher.
Fan Xian looked at the four scholars who were a few years older than himself, and felt a little weird in his heart. He smiled and said, "I am not Mr. Yuezhang in the Prime Minister's Mansion, nor am I Guo Shangshu, and I have Money, there will be more money in the future, so don't worry, I only value your talents, learning and virtue. As for entering the court and becoming an official after the palace examination, as long as you are loyal and diligent, and make profits for the country, I am sure that I have not misunderstood the person. I am happy."
These words are very gentle, but also very cold in the bone. The four of them frightened and responded sincerely, and after a few words, Fan Xian asked clearly that the reason why He Zongwei didn't participate in the Spring Festival this time was because an elder in the family died of illness, he sighed a few times, and then left.
After going out and getting into the carriage, Fan Xian frowned and said to Teng Zijing, "Why am I still not used to doing this kind of thing?"
The fan Wang Qinian appeared in the carriage at the right time, and responded softly, "Because my lord is still a scholar at heart, not a lord."