Fang Yun understood that after he sent "Wang Jiangnan" out, Gu Guoren took it away first, then asked someone to adapt his lyrics, and then recited the adapted lyrics in advance.
Now, Fang Yun has only two choices. One is to recite his original lyrics, but Tong Xingyan’s lyrics appear first and Fang Yun’s appear later, which will be very embarrassing.
If Fang Yun rewrote the lyrics, it would definitely be very poorly written in just a few dozen breaths.
This kind of thing did not do much damage to Fang Yun's literary reputation, at most it was a stain, but it was enough for Gu Guoren, and it successfully disgusted him.
Fang Yun looked at the host quietly without speaking for a long time.
There was complete silence in Linjiang Pavilion, and everyone stared at Fang Yun, realizing that things were not as simple as they seemed.
No one knew that Tong Xingyan's words were similar to Fang Yun's, and even Qiao Juze and others didn't know what had happened.
Fang Yun glanced at the people on the first floor who were wearing the uniforms of Jinshi scholars from Jing State. The rest of them looked normal, except for one person whose expression changed significantly.
Fang Yun said slowly: "Brother Tong, what I just wrote was "Wang Jiangnan", and what you wrote was also "Wang Jiangnan", and I vaguely saw the words you wrote in my dream. You have lived in Kongcheng for many years, and I am afraid you have forgotten the taste of Jingguo's hometown food. When you return to the capital, I will host a banquet for you."
Tong Xingyan's body swayed slightly, and he looked up at Fang Yun on the third floor, and said with a cupped hand: "If I return to the capital of Jingguo, I will definitely attend the banquet."
Some experienced people saw this scene and vaguely guessed the truth of the matter, but since Fang Yun didn't say it, they couldn't say anything.
Fang Yun nodded, glanced at the senior scholars of Gu State, then looked at the host, and smiled, "Actually, I thought of a half poem "Wang Jiangnan" at that time. I didn't write the first one well, but I couldn't think of a complete second one, so I handed it over hastily. Just now I looked out the window and saw a woman looking at the river in the pavilion. I suddenly thought of the second poem "Wang Jiangnan". Everyone in Gu State, I will discard the first poem and recite the second one directly, is it okay?"
Several Gu State Jinshi candidates looked uneasy as they turned to the Gu State host at the Wentai on the first floor.
The host looked at a senior Jinshi from Gu State, who nodded slightly.
The host smiled and said, "Since that poem is lost, no one knows what you wrote. Since you want to recite the second poem, there is nothing wrong with it. Anyway, we will assume that you only wrote one. Everyone, what do you think?"
No one responded. All the scholars realized that something was wrong and tried to protect themselves.
Fang Yun said slowly: "Then I will recite a poem with the tune of "Wang Jiangnan" for your enjoyment."
"Let's wash up." Fang Yun said as he turned around and slowly walked towards the window.
Someone whispered, "Just now he said he saw a woman, so the phrase 'after washing up' should mean that the woman had just gotten up in the morning."
Fang Yun walked a few steps and said, "I am alone leaning on the River Viewing Tower."
Everyone nodded slightly. What the previous person said was right. These two sentences describe the woman leaning against the pavilion overlooking the river and looking at the river after washing up in the early morning.
"I have seen thousands of ships passing by, but none of them is the one I want." Fang Yun recited slowly.
It was as if an invisible force appeared out of nowhere, and everyone's heart suddenly felt heavy. Everyone pondered these seven words carefully, and many people were stunned, because this sentence was like a knife stabbing into people's hearts, making everyone understand that the woman missed her husband so much. She stared at every passing ship, but none of them belonged to her husband.
"The setting sun shines softly on the water, and my heart breaks at Baiping Island."
Qiao Juze felt his heart skip a beat. It was as if he saw a woman looking at the river from early morning until the sun set, the afterglow shone tenderly on the slowly flowing river, and finally she could only look at the island in the river with grief.
The entire Linjiang Pavilion was silent. Everyone was shocked by this poem of women's complaints, immersed in the feelings of a woman missing her husband and unable to let go.
"After washing up, I leaned on the river-viewing tower alone. Thousands of boats passed by, but none of them was the one I was looking for. The setting sun shone on the water, and my heart was broken at Baiping Island." Someone recited softly.
One of the doctors suddenly said softly, "Wang Jiangnan, also known as wild lentils, calms liver fire and improves eyesight."
Sighs were heard everywhere.
"What a wonderful phrase, 'After seeing so many ships passing by, none of them is the one I want'. These seven words express the sorrow of a woman missing her husband. It is like a line in a painting. It is just a simple sentence, but it completely captures the glory of this world."
"Kongcheng is full of romantic people. Every year, they welcome new people and look forward to the old ones. Every day, countless infatuated women look at the Little Yangtze River, hoping that the one who left will come back. Fang Yun must have understood their hearts."
"'After seeing so many ships, none of them is the one I want' is too heavy, so heavy that I can hardly speak. This is the power of poetry. Just one sentence, but it expresses all the sorrows in the world. Fang Zhenguo is worthy of it."
"If I could write a poem like this in my lifetime... No, just one sentence would be enough to make me smile in my grave."
"Once this word comes out, the prostitutes in the brothel will probably go crazy again."
"It's more than crazy. I wonder how many courtesans have decided to marry Fang Yun. A few days ago, I saw with my own eyes a courtesan who was both talented and beautiful and decided to save money to go to Jingguo to find Fang Yun. Sigh..."
"If I were a woman, I would never be interested in other men after reading Fang Yun's poems. Fang Yun is harming people!"
"The expressions of several people from Gu State and the host of Gu State seem not right..." A scholar from the Holy Academy on the second floor seemed to mention it inadvertently.
Everyone then looked at the people from Gu Kingdom and found that their faces had either turned sallow or had an unhealthy red hue, and they were either standing there blankly or were filled with remorse, as if they had suffered a huge blow.
Fang Yun left the window and slowly walked downstairs, and the other Jinshi of Jing State hurriedly followed him down.
However, many people seemed to have forgotten Fang Yun and continued to ponder this poem, especially the line "Thousands of sails have passed by, but none of them is the one I want", as if they wanted to crush it into pieces and swallow it.
Soon, Fang Yun led the top Jinshi students of Jingguo to the entrance of the main hall.
Someone suddenly shouted, "Fang Zhenguo, don't you want to take the prize? That's three thousand taels of silver."
"Please donate it to the charity in Kongcheng for me." Fang Yun said and left Linjiang Pavilion.
The host of Gu State stared blankly at Fang Yun's back as he disappeared into the night. He looked down at the torn red paper bag, confused and wondering if he had been fooled by Fang Yun, or could Fang Yun really think of a peerless poem within a few dozen breaths
He looked at the Jinshi candidates from Gu State again, sighed softly, and shook his head.
"We have been preparing for this literary gathering for a long time. Even if it doesn't hurt his literary reputation, it will at least make him feel sick. But now, in his eyes, everything that happened today is just like hearing a dog barking..."
After Fang Yun and the others returned to their residence, they chatted until late at night and then went their separate ways.
The next day, the president of the academy led the top Jinshi students of Jingguo to leave the Confucius Academy and return to the capital.
Fang Yun's life returned to normal. During the day, he went to class like an ordinary scholar. If he encountered a lecture by a university scholar in the academy, he would go to listen.
Compared with before, Fang Yun's daily life has added a new activity: refining war poetry.
After school every day, Fang Yun went to the academy to practice war poetry, constantly consuming his talent to use war poetry to enhance his control over it.
Fang Yun silently accumulated resources for ascending the Dragon Platform.
During these days, Wudie also finished his slumber and officially became a member of the family.
However, unlike the active Nunu and Xiao Liuxing, Wudie likes to sleep in Fang Yun's arms or on his shoulder on weekdays, except for waking up every day to be baptized by the first ray of sunshine.
Nunu tried several times to wear the mist butterfly as a bow on her head, but it always ended up running away. (To be continued...)