"The cicadas are crying sadly, it's late at the long pavilion, the sudden rain has just stopped. I have no mood to drink in the tent in the capital... On the bank, the morning wind and the waning moon... "
In the court, Guo Tianyang recited the poem "Rainy Bells and Cold Cicadas" with great emotion. Many ministers were mesmerized by it, and some even wiped tears with their sleeves.
Emperor Jing was looking down from a high place, overlooking everything. He looked at Fang Zhengyi with a look of satisfaction.
"Where do I go after waking up from a night of drinking? Willow bank, morning breeze, waning moon. After so many years, the good times and beautiful scenery are all gone._________,_________"
When he finished reading the sentence "The good times and beautiful scenery are all in vain", Guo Tianyang's voice stopped abruptly.
All the ministers in the court couldn't help but feel a little lost.
Emperor Jing was delighted and said, "Listen, my dear ministers! How about you all comment on this poem?"
The older people get, the more easily they become emotional. As the chief minister of the cabinet, Li Yansong's literary attainments are beyond doubt. When he heard this poem, all kinds of feelings of separation and parting surged in his heart.
He raised his wide sleeves, secretly wiped his nose, raised his head, and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, sentimental people have always been sad about separation, and it is even more unbearable to be left alone in the autumn. Where will I go tonight when I wake up from my drunken stupor? Will I be by the willow bank, with the morning breeze and the waning moon?" The first two sentences point out the separation. The two sentences "left alone" and "tonight" are based on the first two sentences. There should be no other words between the two sentences. If there is a gap, the aphorism will become dead."
"So I think this poem is the best among all poems! I bow down to you, but I am afraid I will never be able to reach this level in my lifetime..."
Upon hearing this, all the ministers sighed and lamented. Since the elder minister had said so, what qualifications did the others have to comment?
Emperor Jing was even happier to hear Li Yansong's high evaluation.
"Mr. Li is too modest! Do you know who wrote this poem?"
Everyone was silent. Everyone knew what was going on, but no one wanted to speak out.
Within two days, the song "Yu Lin Ling" had spread throughout the streets and alleys of the capital, and everyone knew that the song was written by Fang Zhengyi, the Junior Secretary of the Zhanshi Palace.
The plagiarist himself couldn't sleep at this time. He listened to the song "Yu Lin Ling" while busying himself with the large project of building a three-bedroom and one-living room building.
Seeing that no one responded, Emperor Jing laughed and said, "It seems that all of you, my dear ministers, already know it."
"Then why not ask him to explain this poem to you all!"
Fang Zheng stepped out of the line tremblingly. It wasn't because he was afraid, it was just too damn embarrassing! He hadn't even memorized the whole article, so what was the point of explaining it?
"Your Majesty! Fang Zhengyi greets you!"
Emperor Jing waved his hand and said, "Fang Qing, there is no need to be so polite. I have seen your poetic talent before!"
"This poem really makes me recognize you all over again! But why is the last two lines missing from this poem!?"
"Today, not only are you all curious about this question, I'm afraid even the scholars in the capital are curious about it! You must explain it to everyone and don't evade the question!"
Damn! Others can copy poems so easily, why is it so difficult for me! ?
Fang Zheng was panicked and felt guilty... He lowered his head and didn't say anything for a long time.
The ministers' eyes gradually focused on Fang Zhengyi, and Emperor Jing's brows gradually frowned: "Mr. Fang, why don't you say anything?"
Li Yuanzhao stared at Fang Zhengyi with great interest. He knew that although no one knew who wrote this poem, it was definitely not written by Lao Fang!
Seeing Lao Fang being humiliated in public, my heart was filled with brotherly joy!
There is really no other way.
Fang Zhengyi slowly raised his flushed face and said in pain, "Your Majesty! I am ashamed!"
Um! ?
Hearing what he said, Emperor Jing's expression began to become serious, and everyone's eyes began to become subtle, conveying information to each other.
The gist of it is, look at how this bastard can come up with such beautiful poems...it turns out he copied them!
Fang Zhengyi said in grief and indignation: "Your Majesty! Since taking office in Taoyuan County, I have worked diligently and hard for the people."
"I can climb mountains and chop wood, and I can fetch water from rivers! However, I am so dedicated to this! The lives of the people under my rule are still difficult!"
"Later, I continued to work hard, and the lives of the people of Taoyuan County also prospered!"
"But even so, there are still people who are disappointed with their lives. Ultimately, this is my fault!"
The ministers were dumbfounded. They asked you to speak, what are you talking about? Are you bragging?
Fang Zhengyi's expression suddenly became excited: "So! I tried harder and harder, but I still couldn't change the current situation. Finally one day, I fell ill and lay in bed for three days and three nights without eating or drinking."
"During those three days, I lay in my dilapidated home, observing the stars, and suddenly realized a truth!"
"That is, everything is imperfect! In this world, no matter how we do it, we will never be able to satisfy everyone."
"So from that day on, apart from matters concerning the people, I have tried my best to leave some flaws in my private life in order to train my mind!"
"If this continues...I will not be able to write complete poems, but only fragments!"
"That's why I became a disabled person. Of course, unlike Brother Guo, I am disabled in my soul!"
WQNMD Fang Zhengyi! Are you sick?
Guo Tianyang felt uncomfortable standing next to Emperor Jing, as if he had eaten shit, and was inexplicably dragged into it...
"It is precisely because I have a broken heart that I can let go of my obsessions, maintain a high morale every day, not get stuck on material things, and continue to serve my country and my family!"
"So your majesty asked me why this poem is incomplete, and I want to say... it is just like this!"
Zhuo! Is this possible? Li Yuanzhao's eyes almost popped out of his head. He was shocked after hearing Fang Zheng's nonsense.
The ministers were filled with contempt after hearing this ridiculous explanation.
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