After Sun Wu left, the banquet fell into silence. After a while, Cen Wenben praised: "This poem is really amazing! However, the county magistrate is so amazing that he is really impressed!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present was in front of him.

Yang Fan is so talented and quick-witted. Who dares not accept it?

Li Ke's face was helpless.

I originally wanted to win over the support of the Jiangnan gentry through Sun Wu, but it seemed that I was ruined.

However, there was not much blame in my heart.

After all, everything was taken up by Sun Wu, who can blame this?

Although Yang Fan did not give Sun any face at all, Yang Fan was indeed not at all wrong.

More importantly, having sex with Yang Fan is definitely more promising than having sex with Sun.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little quiet, Li Ke quickly raised his glass and said, "Come on, come on, let's have a drink, and celebrate my brother-in-law with such a masterpiece."

With Li Ke taking the lead, the person who just wanted to see Yang Fan's joke suddenly agreed, and even toasted Yang Fan, the scene suddenly became lively.

But Yang Fan shook his head slightly, thinking that he would become friends after drinking a glass of wine?

That's really bullshit!

As the saying goes, the way is different, and they do not plan for each other.

I just wanted to see a joke on myself, how could such a person who is tempted by the enemy have a deep friendship?

After drinking another glass of wine, Yang Fan stood up and said to the person who was serving him: "I am in high spirits. How can I not have any poems when I have wine? I will serve you in my hands!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. Is this guy still going to write a poem?

Li Ke's heart trembled and said in a pleading tone: "Brother-in-law, this time it is mainly for you. I won't write poetry anymore, right?"

Although the Tang Dynasty was an era when poetry was prevalent, writing poetry on the wine table was also prevalent.

But who knows if Yang Fan will use poetry to scold anyone?

However, the Tang Dynasty was indeed an open era, with extremely strong national power and highly developed culture, which finally condensed the artistic method of rhythmic expression, creating a talented group of poets.

The wine table and outing are the places where literati are the most inspiring creative inspiration.

And whether it is a place of cultivation or a garden of entertainment where you sing and dance, poets will pour out their talents for it.

Buddhist temples, as religious carriers, are easier for people to understand life from the soul and thus burst out inspiration.

When ordinary literati come here and practice Zen with monks from otherworldly, they add fun to life.

I don’t know how many poets visited here to enjoy friends, exchanged their experiences, admired flowers together, recited poems with each other, or savored tea at the table, leaving behind many famous works throughout the ages.

Buddhism was prevalent in the Tang Dynasty, and literati liked to turn their cultural appeals into temples with strong Zen.

This is also why the Tang Dynasty likes to entertain guests in temples.

When Yang Fan said that he would serve him, Li Ke had no time to stop him, the monk who was serving him immediately turned around and left the hall.

After a moment, I picked up a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

After looking at the rice paper laid on the desk, Yang Fan held a brush in one hand and an inkstone full of ink in the other, and waved his hand to write a poem.

The purple and red dust came to the face, and everyone said to see the flowers back.

There are thousands of flowers and trees in Xingjiao Temple, all planted by Yang Lang after he left.

A poem by Liu Yuxi that satirizes the flames and the power is revealed on the paper.

Everyone stood up and surrounded them.

But after seeing the poem, everyone was stunned and ashamed!

If the poem "Bo Qinhuai" just now hit Sun's face, then this poem is to hit everyone's face, or to swollen!

After all, most people just wanted to see Yang Fan’s joke, but now they are pleased, which really reflects the irony in the poem.

But Yang Fan was not finished at all. He was stuffed with another glass of wine and turned around to a white wall.

Everyone was shocked. Is it necessary to write a poem on the wall?

However, everyone was even more afraid of what poems Yang Fan wrote that made them feel ashamed.

The monks on the side did not stop them. Xingjiao Temple is a Buddhist holy place. If an idle person wants to write poems on the wall or some other place, of course, it is not allowed in the temple.

There is nothing else. There are too many literati and poets coming and going every day. If anyone can write ink when he is interested, wouldn’t the temple paint the walls countless times a year?

Of course, Yang Fan is definitely an exception.

Not to mention Yang Fan's current title and official positions are all prominent. Just marrying two princesses and his status and reputation among the scholars, being able to write poems on the walls of Xingjiao Temple is definitely a great honor for the temple.

After all, the temple also wants to be better and bigger as it is, which is like an advertisement in later generations.

As long as Yang Fan pronounces the poems, there will inevitably be literati and poets coming to appreciate Yang Fan's poems and handwriting in the future.

This is equivalent to providing a free promotion to Xingjiao Temple. Why don’t these monks do it?

Of course, the most important thing is that Yang Fan's calligraphy is a unique school of thought. Even if the quality of poetry is aside, the handwriting alone is not something Xingjiao Temple can refuse.

Yang Fan holds the pen in one hand and holds the inkstone in the other hand, and starts and falls in his hand. The fonts are flying on the snow-white walls, and the handwriting is like a silver hook stroke, and the pen is like a dragon and a snake:

"Don't wash Yingchuan water if you have ears, and don't eat Shouyang fern if you have mouths.

The placeholder contains light and is rich and unnamed. Why do you use loneliness and loftyness to clouds and moons?

I have observed that since ancient times, wise men have died even if they succeed and fail to retreat.

After taking the position, Zixu abandoned Wujiang, Qu Yuan finally joined the Xiang River.

How can Lu Ji Xiong protect himself if he occupies a place? Li Si is not too late to have a tax driver.

It is hard to hear the cranes in Huating occupying the place? What is the point of Shangcai Gangying?

You didn’t see Zhang Han in Wuzhong calling him Dasheng, but suddenly remembered the journey to the east of the river in the autumn wind.

If you have a place to enjoy a glass of wine before your life, why do you need a thousand years of fame behind you?

It is difficult to walk, and there are many misaligned roads. Now, where is it.

There will be times when the wind and waves are long, and the clouds are sailing across the sea.

Several poems of Li Bai's integration of "The Difficulty in Walking" appear on the wall.

It is difficult to walk, it is difficult to walk, and there are many misaligned roads. Now it is here...

Don’t you all think about my trip to Jiangnan this time?

I also know that there are many difficulties in going to Jiangnan this time, but as long as I am firm, there will be a day when I will "wind and break the waves, and I will hang my clouds and sail across the sea."

Although the trip to Jiangnan is full of dangers and has countless difficulties and obstacles, if you are afraid of difficulties, it is not my Yang Fan's personality.

If you encounter difficulties and don’t fight, you will find that you will never appreciate the taste of success.

Of course, Yang Fan also used the ancients to illustrate that life is impermanent and nothing is smooth sailing!

If you always hesitate in the face of difficulties, don’t know how to choose and where the way is, how can you understand the happy life of overcoming difficulties and obstacles?

How can you enjoy the ups and downs of life?

After writing, Yang Fan drank all the wine beside him, bowed slightly to Li Ke and apologized: "I have made such a ruthless act to sweep away your highness's pleasure. Please atone for your sins!"

"If Weichen leads a merchant ship across the sea in Jiangnan, he will definitely ask His Highness to experience the ups and downs of the magnificent waves and the magnificent waves and the pride of the sea!"

"There is nothing difficult in the world. I am afraid that those who are interested will be willing to overcome all difficulties for the sake of the empire and expand territory for His Majesty!"

"Your Highness's banquet to practice will always be remembered in my heart. Today, I am drunk, so let these people accompany you to have a tea. I have a lot to prepare for, so I will say goodbye first!"

After saying that, Yang Fan bowed deeply again and left with his sleeves!

The young men who were noble and talented were left with a room of noble status and looked at each other!

This face hurts so much!

Doesn’t this mean that people like them only know that they want to enjoy themselves and have no ideals?

You, Yang Fan, went to Jiangnan to make an imperial power, and they are here, indulging in love with each other, living intoxicated life and dreaming, wouldn’t they seem to be incompetent?

Niang Xipi!

Your Yang Fan’s life is in the sea of ​​stars, we are just borers who only know how to enjoy themselves?

Cheng Huailiang's black face turned red and he said awkwardly: "Hehe, Wannian County Duke is a little too much!"

Immediately afterwards, someone cursed: "Yang Fan is indeed a bastard. We just kindly reminded him that it is not easy to achieve something in Jiangnan. This is a kind heart. How can he curse people casually?"

"Yes! This man is so stupid! I thought he could fly to the branches by marrying two princesses, but the stick or the stick!"

Cheng Huailiang looked left and right, and said guiltily: "That...if this poem stays here, do you say that the literati who come here to see this poem in the future will regard us as mediocre talents who have no ambitions and only know how to enjoy themselves?"

After saying this, everyone suddenly realized and shouted loudly: "Yes, this poem must not be left here, destroy it quickly!"

Everyone heard this!

yes!

This poem is here, and those who have read it will follow the background of the poem.
To be continued...