Chapter 40 Behind the Scenes
The essay test is not all about guessing lantern riddles. When it comes to the top 15th floor, it is to study the couplet kung fu. These layers of couplets have been passed by Fang Yun in his previous life. There is no difficulty at all. Holding the pen, Fang Yun wrote the lower couplets of these couplets almost without thinking. However, the last couplet was biased.
"Dragon and horse negative picture, Fu Xian draws gossip, the universe is fixed!"
Seeing this couplet, Fang Yun was stunned. He had no impression of this couplet at all.
"Sir, this couplet was issued by the Senior Government Pavilion of the imperial court, Dr. Yipin Guanglu. At present, no one can fight against the scholars in the capital. If you can get it right, you can enter the last level.
The person in charge of this level is a Confucian student of Hanlin. Dressed in Confucian clothes, in his forties, with a white face and three slings of beards under his chin, revealing high cultivation and knowledge.
Fang Yun was silent. Fu Xian is the legendary emperor of the three emperors in ancient times. Legend has it that in ancient times, everyone lived a very long life, and everyone could shoulder the mountains and mountains, and fly to the sky and the earth. No one is convinced. Later, the three emperors ruled the world and unified the world with powerful force and benevolent means of governing the world. In the legend, Fuxi is the head of the three emperors, with the strongest force. His carry-on weapon is Longmatu. Legend has it that Fuxi subdued the world with the dragon and horse map and established the universe.
Of course, these are just legends. In ancient times, it is too long away from now. Many things are empty and ethereal, and they are rumored to be false.
Confucianism has always regarded Fuxi as one of the literary ancestors. Now the Lantai Secret Garden of the Zhou Dynasty was established according to the Bagua map handed down by Fuxi. It is used to observe the stars and the sky, infer the country, the country, the country, the country, the country, the country, the country, the country, the country, the country, the country, the country, the country, the country, the country, the country, the country, the country, the country, the country, the country, the country, the
"This topic is not in my impression. Now I can only rely on myself.
Fang Yun has been obsessed with martial arts during this period, and the literature has not been touched for a long time. But after all, he has a lifetime of knowledge there. After thinking for a while, Fang Yun finally wrote down the next couplet he gave.
"Tiger and snake pedal painting, Nuwa Xiangqin, heaven and earth!"
This couplet was written by Fang Yun based on a wild history he had seen in his previous life. Rumor has it that countless strong wars in ancient times triggered a catastrophe in heaven and earth. The sky cracked and the earth collapsed. This directly led to the end of ancient times.
Seeing that the sky and the earth are lacking, the creatures are covered with dust, Fuxi's sister, Nuwa Niangniang comforts everything in the world with the supreme piano sound. In the end, the sky was bridged and the earth gathered. This is the continuation of the ancient times. After doing this, Nuwa also fell.
Of course, these are still legends. Don't be serious. However, at this moment, it is best to use it here.
"Not bad, not bad! Dragon and horse Futu, Fuxi painting hexagrams, the universe is fixed; tiger and snake painting, Nuwa Xiangqin, heaven and earth! What a pair! What a good pair!"
This Hanlin Confucian sang once, and his eyes showed his brilliance.
"Good pair, good pair! You have passed this level. I think Lord Rong will be very happy to see your next couplet. I'll send it to him first.
He looked impatient at this time and seemed to be eager to leave immediately.
"Your excellency, let's go." Fang Yundao.
After witnessing the Confucian students leave, Fang Yun entered the next level. I saw two words "poetry" written on the threshold. Fang Yun had something in his heart. The first few quizzes of this literary test are about the agility of thinking, and the middle test of couplets is about intelligence and shallow poetry. At this level, it is to directly study literary cultivation.
"This year's essay test has changed a lot from my impression. At least the couplet of Lord Guanglu of the Senior Cabinet should not appear in this year's literary examination. I hope it won't be too difficult in the next level.
Fang Yun is determined to win the extraterritorial star iron, but he is the first in the literary examination, but it is not easy to win. At least Fang Yun has faintly felt that the next level is not good. After taking a deep breath, Fang Yun walked in.
The room is very dark, and there is a wooden table in the center, with a lantern erected on the wooden table, covered with a lampshade. In front of the wooden table, there is a curtain, which is bright behind the curtain, and a tall and thin figure is faintly reflected on the black curtain cloth. The man sat quietly, casting a shadow, emitting a vast and square smell.
"Fang Yun?" The faint voice revealed the majesty and demeanor of the power of life and death.
"Yes. Students have met adults. Fang Yun bowed his head and saluted. The demeanor and majesty of this person's projection are all hiding the fact that the examiner's position is high and powerful, and he has a great deal.
"You are the first to come to this room. Very good!" The figure on the curtain nodded slightly to express appreciation.
"This examiner, I don't know which adult is in the court."
Fang Yun was silent and slightly nervous. In his previous life, he was intoxicated with Confucianism and greatly admired the imperial court. Those great Confucians with ten thousand truns, heaven and earth, and studied ancient and modern. The shadow in front of the curtain gave him a sense of great Confucianism.
"There are pens, ink and inkstones on the wooden table. You can remove the lampshade on the table. The last question is in the lampshade."
"Students take orders."
Fang Yun removed the lampshade and saw a white paper-covered octagonal lantern standing on the wooden table. This lantern is divided into eight sides, facing the square cloud, and it is all blank. At the moment when Fang Yun removed the lampshade, the base of the lantern made a sound, and then the white paper octagonal lamp slowly turned in Fang Yun's eyes.
Fang Yun stared at the octagonal lantern attentively.
The first side is blank, the second side is blank... The fourth side is still blank...
On the fifth side, the handwriting finally appeared on the octagonal lantern, and a line of thin ancient seal characters, like water flow, appeared on the lamp paper on the fifth side.
"Chess are fun all day long."
Seeing this line of thin fonts, Fang Yun's heart was firm, and he couldn't help shaking at this moment. He thought that the title of a level might be difficult, but he didn't expect that the first line of the poem would be like this. This industry is not even a poem, and I'm afraid even the villagers can do it.
"This..."
Fang Yun took a look at the figure behind the curtain. The man remained motionless, as if he had turned into a wood carving, silent.
"Gah--"
The machine rotates, and the second line of font appears on the octagonal lantern:
"Once the bitterness is thrown away by the strict relatives."
This line is still unchanged, and there is still no new idea. The huge gap between his expectations and reality made Fang Yun almost doubt whether he had entered the wrong room.
"A poem has eight sentences, corresponding to the eight sides of the octagonal lantern. There are already four blank sides, and the remaining four sides should have verses. Let's finish reading it for the time being."
Fang Yun took a deep breath and cheered up.
The third line finally appeared:
"The soldiers fell into the river and were hopeless."
As soon as this poem appeared, the artistic conception of the whole poem immediately turned around, and a wave of murderous intent broke the paper and shocked the soul.
In Fang Yun's mind, he suddenly buzzed and roared. In a trance, I heard a sad struggle and shout in my ears, and I seemed to see the scene of thousands of troops and horses crowded into the river and washed away by the flood.
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The machine is still in operation, the octagonal lantern rotates slowly, and the fourth line appears:
"The soldiers drowned together."
As soon as these seven small thin ancient seals came out, the killing atmosphere of the whole poem was suddenly enhanced by a hundred times and a thousand times. Between the lines, it showed the artistic conception of "the melting furnace of heaven and earth lives, and everything is ruthless reincarnation and suffering". The vast sense of killing, surging and unstoppable!
At this time, the sound of the machine finally stopped. However, Fang Yun was still staring at the white paper octagonal lamp. His mind was immersed in this murderous atmosphere, and these four poems kept floating in his mind.
Fang Yun frowned.
These four poems are not simple! - This is Fang Yun's first feeling.
In the Zhou Dynasty, literature and martial arts are divided, martial arts do not ask about literature, literature does not ask martial arts. However, for more than a thousand years, the five wilderness wars have been continuous, and Confucianism has long been left out of the matter. And the generals also began to complain about Confucianism.
Literature and martial arts have been light since ancient times. Confucianism looks down on soldiers, and soldiers also look down on Confucianism! This is a great truth, which will not change for thousands of years!
This poem on the white paper lantern represents a kind of friction between literature and martial arts that has begun to look up in the court in recent years.
On the surface, the examination questions of this last level are to study the students' poetry skills, but at a deeper level, they make them stand out in the literary examination, and the best scholars show their position and attitude.
The scholars in the capital basically learn literature and martial arts. This last level clearly allows these scholars with both literature and martial arts to make their own choices between Confucianism and soldiers.
"The Lantern Festival, after each end. When the topic of the astronomical test will be circulated. If this question is done normally, Confucianism and military families are bound to offend one. No matter which one, it is a disaster, not a blessing for the family. I have to think about it!"
Fang Yun's heart was heavy, and he knew that the extraterritorial star iron of this reward began to become hot.
"Fang Yun, you have a time to write the neck and tail of this poem."
After the curtain, the majestic figure said. As soon as the sound fell, a eunuch turned out from behind the curtain and inserted a column of sandalwood that had just been lit into the incense burner.
Hearing this sound, Fang Yun's heart moved and suddenly remembered something.
Legend has it that when Chao Taifu was young, he used to play. His favorite thing is playing chess. After a long time, he didn't do his homework, and finally attracted his mother's anger. Throw his favorite chess into the Lushui River. Taifu watched the chess pieces sink to the bottom of the river, and his heart was like a knife. I couldn't help crying. Back home, I sat infatuated for several days, like a soul. In his mother's eyes, he was angry and painful, so he said to his son with tears:
"A good man should be ambitious. How can he let a few chess pieces miss his life?"
Seeing his mother's tears, Taifu finally woke up. From then on, he stopped playing chess and focused on reading. Only then did he have the position of the third prince, and the peaches and plums were all over the world.
Taifu mentioned this matter by chance on an occasion. Not many people know about it. Fang Yun learned this short story under some special circumstances. I didn't care at that time. At this time, when I saw these four poems, the story immediately came to my mind.
"Is it possible that this examiner is Taifu of the dynasty?!!" C