txolops Chapter 241 If Life Is Just Like First Seen
Chapter 241 If Life Is Just Like First Seen
Chapter 241 If Life Is Just Like First Seen
Zhang Yiyu's little mouth is wide open, oh my god, I can't wash it off even if I jumped into the Yangtze River...
In Green Willow Villa, Zhang Juzheng opened his eyes wider than a lantern: "Stinky boy! Come here..."
As God testifies, he has always been on guard against Lin Su, beware of this brat tying up Zhang’s family, and beware of him leading himself into a ditch. He became angry from embarrassment, and the matter was not over yet, the boy gave a green poem to his granddaughter, and made it known all over the city.
How to get rid of it now?
How to explain it to others?
In the middle of the night, his granddaughter was with him in the inn, and the concubine made a poem flying all over the sky...
On the west mountain, the women were all staring at the city, looking at this downright beautiful poem, and at the line below...
Princess Yufeng's eyes were full of brilliance: "If life is just like seeing it for the first time... how can there be such a beautiful word? How can he sort out these seven characters from thousands of words and present the most beautiful side of the word?"
Yes, the best thing about this poem is these seven characters.
Infinite beauty, infinite depth...
Lu Youwei's face was full of blush: "Don't say that he only wrote half-step green poems for me, as far as I know, this is the second green poem he wrote for women."
"What about the first one?" Bi Xuanji's heart skipped a beat: "To whom? And which one?"
"The first song is for a woman beside him. The moon is shining on the sea, and the sky is at this moment. The lover complains about the night, but lovesickness at night!"
This poem is rarely known in the world, because Qingshi is different from Kaiwenlu Dalu. Kaiwenlu Dalu, the holy voice spreads all over the nine countries and thirteen prefectures. Qingshi covers hundreds of miles. When I wrote this poem that day, In the Lin family in Haining, people in Haining City knew it, but others might not. Moreover, this poem was given to Ding Yaoye personally, and it was very private. The prefect of Haining also concealed the poem when he reported it.
"There is a bright moon on the sea, and the sky is at this moment... so beautiful..." Bi Xuanji also seemed to have a moon in his eyes: "Who is this poem written for?"
Her sister is the woman next to him. Could this poem be written for her?She really wanted to know.
But Lu Youwei gave her an answer: This poem was given to Ding Yaoye, also known as Dark Ye, the martial arts genius who we followed on the west mountain that day.
So it's not my sister...
Bi Xuanji was a little disappointed: "Do you know, has he ever written a poem for that...the one in green?"
"Actually, I personally think that the poem written for the green clothes is the best... Asking what love is in the world, it teaches people to make promises in life and death. Flying from all over the world. There are even idiots. The king should have something to say, the cloud is ten thousand miles away, the snow on the thousand mountains is at dusk, who is the shadow going to?"
Maybe the words themselves are attractive. As soon as the words came out, the three women were all infatuated.
Princess Yufeng sighed softly: "This poem is so beautiful that it breaks people's hearts. It is only colorful and has not been handed down to the world. Perhaps it is only because of one thing, it is only half a que..."
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In the inn, the blue light circulated, and finally, the blue light in the sky dissipated, turned into a ray of light and shot into Zhang Yiyu's eyebrows, and the holy voice from the air came to his ears: "The poem is handed down to the world, and I give you the cultural treasure 'Autumn Fan'!"
Between Zhang Yiyu's eyebrows, a small blue fan was gently opened, like a butterfly flapping its wings, slowly disappearing into her body.
Zhang Yiyu called softly: "Wenbao?"
The treasure of literature and Tao is even more rare than the magic weapon.
The treasures of literature and Tao are also divided into levels. The treasures of Confucianism are the lowest, and there are treasures of literature, world treasures, quasi-sage treasures, and holy treasures...
This cultural treasure "Autumn Fan" is the transformation of Lin Suqing's poems. In theory, it is a great Confucian cultural treasure, but it is a gift from the holy temple, with a trace of the power of the holy treasure.
A trace of the Holy Treasure's power is already a rare treasure in heaven and earth, and it is a peerless treasure that top practitioners dream of, but it actually fell into Yiyu's hands because of a blue poem...
Because this poem clearly stated that it was given to Yiyu, so the treasure belongs to her.
Just like the poem he wrote to An Ye back then, An Ye got the cultural treasure "Bright Moon Heart Chakra".
Lin Su was also very curious: "This autumn fan...why is it used?"
Autumn Fan, with boundless power, within the domain, one sweep...
What's the meaning?To put it simply, in Zhang Yiyu's domain, she can truly become the king, and anyone who wants to invade her domain, she can sweep them out...
This is the most powerful guardian treasure for practitioners.
"The world of practice is amazing! You can even use a fan as a guard..." Lin Su said, "Don't blame me for dragging you onto my broken boat, right?"
"It's your fault!" Zhang Yiyu flew away, and a sentence came from the air: "From now on, write less poems for women... Oh, it's not that you write less, but... don't write!"
"Why didn't you say it earlier? If I said it earlier, I wouldn't write this "Mulan Ci"."
Lin Su stretched his neck back to her.
Zhang Yiyu flew away and couldn't hear, so naturally he didn't answer.
This night was amazing.
The brothel suddenly became quiet, and countless brothel girls looked at the Yuebin Inn...
In Zhang Wenyuan's mansion, Zhang Wenyuan was pacing around the yard, he was stimulated by Qin Fangweng's slashing and beheading...
Zhao Xun was about to visit Zhang Wenyuan, but he suddenly stopped when he saw this Qingshi Hengkong.
The butler came over: "Master, are you not going?"
Zhao Xun's expression was rather strange: "Green Willow Villa, have you really decided to stand in line?"
A green poem with unparalleled artistic conception, in the eyes of literati, it is a rare treasure, in the eyes of practitioners, it is a rare treasure, but in his eyes, he can see something unusual, Lin Su and Lvliu Villa, have already Binding, Zhang Juzheng, is not an ordinary person...
In the prime minister's mansion, Lu Tiancong slowly raised his head in the dark study room, his face extremely serious...
His Royal Highness, for the first time, lost the interest in tossing about the little concubine, and stared at the Green Willow Villa for a long time...
Lin Su never thought about such a complicated matter.
He fell asleep. In the cave of Jianming Mountain, he fought against the puppet for three days and three nights. He was really sleepy. He needed to rest...
next day!
The weather is gloomy!
The atmosphere in Zhongshu Province is even more gloomy!
Master Xiang inspected Zhongshu Province with a gloomy face, stopped in front of Zhang Haoran, and smashed down a stack of memorials with his hands together: "Is this the memorial you drafted?"
"Yes!"
"I don't have any rules, I don't write what should be written, and I write what I shouldn't write... Who do you think you are?" Lu Tian shouted loudly: "Expelled from the Ministry of Education!"
The entire Zhongshu Province was completely quiet, except for Lu Tiancong's roar.
Zhang Haoran silently packed his luggage, turned around slowly, and exited the Ministry of Education.
Watching his leaving back, Lu Tiancong slowly turned his head and returned to his Zhongshu Pavilion.
Some people always have to vent their anger, some people are always ignorant!
Some people have forgotten what a prime minister is, and they should be given a longer memory.
The scene of Zhongshu Province soon spread to Wenyuan Pavilion.
Inside Wenyuan Pavilion, Zhang Ju was listening to the news, his expression didn't change a bit, as if he was listening to the story next door...
After finishing speaking, Zhang Juzheng smiled: "That's all?"
Xuezheng was slightly taken aback: "My lord, are you not angry?"
Zhang Juzheng said: "My lord, the prime minister, the head of hundreds of officials, the discipline subordinate, the rightful title, can it be said that I can still join the Chinese Ministry of Education? That's right...you send a few more batches of student essays for this subject..."
Others cannot read articles written by students seeking scholars, but Wenyuan Pavilion is naturally allowed.
Because it is not a royal institution itself, it is the outer gate of the temple.
"Yes! My lord!" Xuezheng bowed and retreated. It seems that my lord still doesn't want to tear myself apart with the prime minister, but you know, my lord, once you retreat, he will come in.
The article has arrived.
Zhang Juzheng looked at it as if nothing had happened, and returned compliments from time to time. Suddenly, his face darkened slightly: "Look at this article, are there some words and sentences in it that are quite familiar?"
Xuezheng took it over and took a closer look: "Strict integrity is the first to be respected, passing the pass is difficult to speak... The words are obscure, but they seem to be quite reasonable. This is a sentence that the Prime Minister once said... The subordinates look for it." ..."
Soon he found out that the Prime Minister once wrote an article, the content of...
After comparing it, Xuezheng was stunned. Half of this article matched an article written by the Prime Minister...
"Plagiarism!" Zhang Juzheng rose up against the case: "Dare to plagiarize in scientific research, and act recklessly! Check, who wrote the article? Immediately remove his literary status, split his literary mountains, and cut off his literary roots!"
Xue Zheng raised his hand slightly, and the upper cover appeared, revealing three large characters: Lu Yujing.
Xuezheng's heart was shocked: "My lord... this is..."
"Don't tell me who this is, execute the punishment immediately!"
"My lord..." It's hard to learn.
"What? As the outer door of the temple, you are punished according to the law, you need to look at other people's faces?" Zhang Juzheng said coldly.
"Yes!" Xuezheng slowly withdrew from the Grand Scholars Pavilion and walked slowly towards Wenyuan Pavilion...
In Wenyuan Pavilion, Lu Yujing was looking up information, he was a little absent-minded, because his wedding date was approaching...
At this moment, a voice came from outside: "Master Xuezheng!"
Lu Yujing stood up abruptly, Xuezheng, also a second-rank senior official...
Xuezheng Duan Hong's majestic gaze swept across the audience, and landed on Lu Yujing's face: "Lu Yujing!"
"Yes!" Lu Yujing's heart skipped a beat.
"Lu Yujing's cheating in the scientific examination has been found out. According to the rules of the temple, his literary position will be taken away, his literary mountains will be broken, and his literary roots will be broken!"
Lu Yujing was taken aback, and everyone was shocked...
Lu Yujing is a holy Jinshi, how many times has he seen a holy Jinshi being deprived of his title?
Not even the emperor!
However, Wenyuan Pavilion can!
"No! My lord, please listen to my defense... The villain's article is definitely not plagiarism..."
"Absolutely not plagiarism? See for yourself!"
Duan Hong raised his hand, and an article was thrown in front of him. Lu Yujing picked it up, his hands trembling. He was very familiar with this article. "It is my grandfather's many years of experience in governing the country. No one can say that he is wrong when he passes it on to his grandson. He agrees with his grandfather's point of view, and no one can say that he is wrong when he forms his own point of view. It is reflected in this aspect that the articles my grandfather once wrote also have this kind of point of view. When these things are combined, he becomes plagiarism...
"My lord! My lord!" Lu Yujing's face was full of sweat: "This official just has the same views as grandpa...My lord, just ask grandpa and you will know..."
"The same point of view, hehe, one article, [-]% of the same, plagiarism is hard evidence...Punishment!"
As soon as the voice fell, Lu Yujing screamed. His Wenxin, Wenshan, Wentan, and Wengen were all broken. His eyes were wide open, and he couldn't believe it. , how could it be possible to fall into such a situation...
Zhongshu Sheng, Lu Tian received a message just after he calmed down his inner anger.
As soon as the news was received, Lu Tiancong's face suddenly became pale as paper, his fingers trembled slightly, he had never been distracted, and he felt like the world was spinning...
"Master Xiang! Master Xiang!" The palace record outside rushed in: "The official just received the news that Young Master Yujing was..."
Lu Tiancong slowly raised his head, staring at Dianlu with cold eyes.
Dian Lu suppressed his voice: "Master Xiang, already know?"
Lu Tiancong nodded lightly...
"This is Zhang Juzheng's revenge! He...he..."
"I know!" Lu Tiancong waved his hand lightly and drove him out.
After the door was closed, Lu Tiancong suddenly disappeared from Zhongshu Pavilion, and the next moment, he appeared in Green Willow Villa...
"Brother Juzheng, come out and meet!" His voice was soft.
"The prime minister is here in person, it's a rare visitor!" Zhang Juzheng appeared in the attic together: "Come in, the bamboos in the garden just experienced fresh rain last night, which is quite novel."
Lu Tiancong and Zhang Juzheng landed in Banzhu Garden at the same time...
"Brother Juzheng, is today's move a bit vicious?"
"Master Prime Minister, what are you referring to?"
"Brother Juzheng, why bother to ask?"
Zhang Juzheng smiled lightly: "Since the prime minister is so direct, Zhang might as well be more direct... Green Willow Villa originally had no competition with the world, and originally didn't want to do evil to others, but since some people have bullied Zhang, Zhang How can someone not do what he wants?"
Lu Tiancong stopped in his tracks: "Brother Juzheng, are you standing in line?"
"Zhang doesn't quite understand what the adults mean!" Zhang Juzheng said: "If standing in line refers to Lin Su, then Zhang can tell you frankly that there is no such thing! But if standing in line refers to drawing a line for some people If the line is crossed, Zhang can also tell it frankly, that’s right! Zhang wants to tell the entire court, I don’t care about your troubles, but you don’t cross the line.”
"Brother Juzheng, you have the demeanor of your father."
This is a bit strange.
Zhang Juzheng looked at him quietly without any expression.
Lu Tiancong said: "My lord was also an amazing talent in literary style in the past, does brother Juzheng know why he couldn't gain a foothold in the court in the end?"
"This, Zhang really knows, because you are in the court!" Zhang Juzheng said.
"Then, brother Juzheng...doesn't want to gain a foothold in court?" Lu Tiancong said.
Zhang Juzheng laughed out loud...
As soon as the laughter stopped, Zhang Juzheng said: "My lord prime minister, look at the water of the Changhu Lake. There are waves at any time, but what can be changed? Changhu Lake is still Changhu Lake, and weeping willows are still weeping willows...Since Mr. Prime Minister is here Now, I can just appreciate my family Haoran's new poem last night... a little awe-inspiring spirit, a thousand li bliss! Although this child is not expected to be an official, but fortunately, he has a poem that is brilliant, and it is better than some vegetarian meals in the political arena!"
During this meeting, there was no quarrel. The two of them had one mouthful, one brother Juzheng and the prime minister. The etiquette was thoughtful, but the smell of gunpowder was still very strong. It is said that after Lu Tian returned home from the Green Willow Villa, he did not leave his study room all night, huh Panting like an old cow...
(End of this chapter)