Chapter 21: Knowing people through poetry

When he said this, Fang Shanqi had shrugged him twice. Obviously, Fang Shanren had a good impression of him, so he used this obscure way to remind him not to talk to middle-aged people against him. Tang Song noticed Fang Shanqi's hint and even smiled at him to express his gratitude. But after all, what he said was not so compatible with the middle-aged people's suggestions according to his original intention.

Later generations were a tragedy. Tang Song didn't want to live so hard and tiring again after time travel. This does not mean that he had to deliberately indulge in wildness, but just to be more pure and pure. If he followed the online novels in later generations, he would be able to be clear about his thoughts, and if he had to hide his words in such a chat occasion, he would have to cater to the point of deliberately cater to him, what else would he mean? Wouldn't he let this time travel be disappointed in vain?

Seeing him like this, Fang Shanqi smiled after pondering for a moment, thinking to himself: "This young man looks calm and harmonious, and his poems are always free and relaxed. However, he doesn't know that his bones are still wrapped in his strong spirit, but he is not so sharp."

Turning his head to look at the middle-aged man, I guess Gong Nan also saw this, so he didn't feel unhappy on his face, but instead narrowed his eyes slightly. After many years of interaction, Fang Shanqi knew that this was a typical sign when he became interested in someone.

Then I heard Gong Nan say, "What a 'worry about the world first and worry about the world first, and then enjoy the world later. The whole family, country and the world are all in it! This sentence alone is worth making a big deal. Since you can say such words, what I just advised you is ridiculous."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he smiled happily. He really rewarded the backwards and was happy to see talent and openly demeanor.

Tang Song really didn't know what to say about this. The world was so conscience. At this moment, he really didn't have the intention to plagiarize famous quotes from later generations. He just wanted to talk to scholars of this era. He had to use good sentences from previous wise men when speaking, just like they liked to say a poem. It's hard that every time they said a sentence, it was necessary to add annotations?

After this topic, Fang Shanqi led the conversation around. It was lively for the three of them to talk. It was during this chat that middle-aged man felt that Tang Song's words were audible. Occasionally, there was a flash of inspiration, and the good words blurted out, and he became more and more concerned about him.

After eating two cups of tea, Fang Shanqi and his wife got up and said goodbye after resting. When Tang Song sent them out, he smiled and said to the middle-aged man: "Mr. Gongnan has something unsatisfactory recently?"

As soon as this said, Fang Shanqi and both stopped and looked at him in surprise. The middle-aged man's heart moved, "Oh! Why did you say this?"

"That poem "Unsatisfied" is simple and rude. If a person who is successful in the world just smiles after hearing it, it is rare to be despised. Although I don't say much after hearing it, it is indeed from the sincerity. If it were not for the poem that matched Mr. Gongnan's life experience, it would not have been like this. Therefore, I asked this question again."

Knowing people with poetry! After hearing this, Gongnan laughed out loud.

Tang Song smiled and continued: "Life is like a boat traveling thousands of miles away. The water is impermanent, and it is nothing to go forward and retreat for a while. As long as the boat can arrive smoothly in the end, it is normal to take a step back occasionally to avoid the wind and waves. Sometimes retreating is originally intended to move forward better."

After hearing this, Gong Nan laughed more and more cheerful, but he didn't say anything more. He reached out and patted Tang Song on the shoulder and went straight.

After staying away from Tang Song's thatched cottage, Fang Shanqi said, "I know you have always loved talents, how about this boy?"

"The elegance and talent are very high. It is even more rare to have a quick and quick mind and good at observing people's hearts, and a calm and clear way to advance and retreat. Some of them are a little curious. How could he get to this point at his age? They all say that Xiangzhou is a place where talents are gathered, and this is true and not deceived me. If he has more experience, he will definitely not be a thing in the pool in the future. If he can talk to this son, this trip to Lumen will be worth it."

Fang Shanqi smiled slightly and didn't say anything more. He turned around and walked towards the Bagua Pool.

"Where is this going?".

"After Gongnan arrived in Xiangzhou, he came to Lumen Mountain again. How could he not meet Mr. Zhang's treasures?"

"Oh, I was negligent," Gong Nan smiled and sighed, "It's okay if you didn't see someone, but it's a pity that Qin didn't listen. But I didn't prepare a souvenir gift in this haste, so I'm really ashamed."

"How could Zhang Gongzhibao care about these things? But if you really feel embarrassed, you might as well tell me what you were talking about with Tang Song just now, but it is much better than any souvenir."

Gong Nan paused suddenly, "What?"

Fang Shanqi saw his face and smiled, "You are thinking too much, but Tang Song listened to the piano for many days on the moonlit night. Zhang Gongzhibao promised him a test that "I don't understand the sound of the piano, but I have a heart for the piano" and I am a little interested in him."

"I don't understand the sound of the piano, but I have the heart of the piano." Gong Nan stepped forward to follow, "This evaluation is not low. By the way, the time for the Zhang Gong family is almost here, right?"

"After more than half a year, it's enough."

Hearing this, Gong Nan was silent for a moment and sighed, "Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, fourteen years have passed. It's a pity that our generation not only accomplished nothing, but the world has also gone from the Tang Dynasty to the Zhou Dynasty. Now the royal family is frequently slaughtered, but the Wu family is rampant in the court and the country is full of ambition. As for this, we are only allowed to read the books of sages and sages. How can those who set up corridors face the world?"

"Gongnan, be more at ease, you are just a sharp edge and easy to break..."

The sound gradually drifted away and finally disappeared into the dense forest next to the Bagua Pool. Only the strong anger still echoed in the air.

Tang Song sent Fang Shanqi and the others away, but when he turned back, he saw Liu Mei, who was packing the tea set, seemingly pondering something, "What are you thinking, so trance?"

"I'm thinking about what the respected guest said just now," Liu Mei raised her head, "A good man should always be worried about the world and have the ambition to save the people of the world."

People these days have these ideas. It seems that scholars are just ruthless if they don’t care about the country and the people. Even Liu Mei, who has never been to school, can do this? What can Tang Song do? "Save the people in the world! I can’t afford it. Things are so difficult in the world, so it’s good if I can help myself well. As for the rest, there are those meat eaters in the court who will plan."

"Young master is a scholar. Wouldn't you also enter the temple after the imperial examination?"

Tang Cheng smiled unhappyly, jokingly, the imperial examinations in ancient China were implemented for more than a thousand years, but the lowest admission rate was the Tang Dynasty, which was the first to implement it as a fixed system of recruiting scholars. Three or four thousand scholars took the examination organized by the Ministry of Rites a year, and the imperial court admitted up to 30 people in the Jinshi imperial examinations, and only seventeen were admitted at one time. What is the ratio? In the Tang Dynasty, he used poetry and essays to win the exam, but the poet Du Fu failed. Han Yu, who claimed to have been in decline in literature for eight generations, also struggled a lot and barely won. As for Meng Jiao, who was called "Han Meng" with him, his hair was almost white after taking the exam for more than a dozen times, and he was so depressed that he immediately wrote:

The filthiness in the past is not worth praising, but now I am unrestrained and thoughts are endless. The spring breeze is so proud that the horse's hooves are fast, and I see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.

This is obviously crazy. The imperial examination that uses poetry and essays to win scholars has made these top figures in the poetry world that have been so sympathized with. Who dares to say that they will win?
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