Wang Gui, the remonstrant, was indeed an old ginger. He first praised Qin Feng's poem, then raised questions. He gave a sweet date and then hit it with a stick. He wanted to suppress it first.
Previously, everyone had been immersed in the emotions expressed in the poem and had not thought about it. Now that they heard Wang Gui's words, it was indeed true.
They would never believe that an inexperienced young man who had never been to the border or fought in a war could write such a poem.
Once they had doubts, they began to whisper and discuss.
"I thought that not only was Uncle Lan Tian a skilled craftsman, but he also had high attainments in poetry.”
"I've long noticed that there was something wrong with this poem. I was going to say it, but I didn't expect the remonstrant doctor to have such a sharp eye and say it first.”
"This Uncle Lan Tian looks delicate and pretty, but I didn't expect him to be a despicable plagiarist.”
“……”
All kinds of doubts were heard. Those military officials and generals all spoke up for Qin Feng. However, their mouths were not smooth enough. How could they compare to those civil officials?
"Oh, since this lord suspects that I didn't do it, then may I ask who I copied it from?" Qin Feng asked Wang Gui.”
Wang Gui was somewhat stupefied as he said,"This…How do I know who you copied?"”
"Oh?" Qin Feng asked again. There's no evidence. Since this lord has no evidence, what right does he have to say that I plagiarized?”
Wang Gui was a little tired from being questioned and said angrily,"Hmph, I never said you plagiarized. I just suspected you.”
"Oh?" Qin Feng smiled instead of getting angry. Then can I also suspect that this lord is colluding with the Turks, working from the inside and outside to encroach on the empire of the Great Tang?”
Hearing this, Wang Gui was so scared that he almost farted. He sat on the ground. Medicine could be taken casually, but words could not be spoken carelessly. It had only been a few months since the alliance at Weishui River. The Second Emperor Li often worried about this. These ministers knew it.
Colluding with the Turks was a crime that could implicate nine families, and even more so when one said it unintentionally, the listener had the intention. From ancient times to the present, how many people had been implicated by such groundless accusations?
Wang Gui could not be bothered to argue with Qin Feng. The first thing he had to do was to explain to Second Emperor Li.
"Plop!"
Even though he had contracted a cold and his body was still weak, Wang Gui still knelt down without hesitation.
"Your Majesty, this old subject is a pure child. I have given my all for the Great Tang and have never been disloyal.”
Li Er was also a little angry, but seeing that Wang Gui was old and had made many contributions to the Great Tang, he could be considered a close official, so he did not pursue the matter.
Li Er calmed down and said,"Alright, rise. Zhen knows that you are loyal to Zhen.”
Only then did Wang Gui stand up with the support of the ministers on both sides. His clothes were already drenched.
Li Er ordered Gao Shichang to present the poem that Qin Feng had just written.
"The black clouds are pressing down on the city, and the armor light is opening towards the golden scales of the sun. The sound of the horn filled the sky in autumn, and the swallow's fat on the frontier was purple at night. Half a roll of red flag near Yishui, frost heavy drum cold sound can not rise. I'll repay you on the golden platform and bring the jade dragon to die for you!”
Even though he had seen Qin Feng's authentic works many times, he would still be shocked every time he saw them.
This poem was sincere and was many times better than those flowery poems that expressed irrelevant feelings.
Li Er nodded repeatedly. Then, he looked at the people in the hall and continued,"Since you all suspect Uncle Lan Tian, then let Wang Jingzhi come up with a question to test you. If he can do it, then he wins. If he can't, then he loses.”
What was Second Emperor Li up to? Just based on Qin Feng's previous actions, Wang Gui no longer dared to suspect that Qin Feng had plagiarized. Why did His Majesty still want him to be tested?
Could it be that this poem was really written by Uncle Lan Tian? A huge question arose in everyone's hearts.
This time, it was Wang Jingzhi's turn to set the test. In fact, when he saw Qin Feng's handwriting just now, he believed that the poem was written by him.
He couldn't imagine that even if he started cultivating from his mother's womb, he wouldn't be able to reach Qin Feng's strength. Could it be that there really were so-called geniuses in this world?
It was fine if he was a good craftsman. After all, being a craftsman was not something to be proud of. However, his poetry was also so good. It really made people jealous.
Scholars despise each other, and Wang Jingzhi was no exception. He thought for a moment and said to Qin Feng,"Uncle Lan Tian, since His Majesty has given the order, I will respectfully obey.”
"I won't make things difficult for you. As long as you can compose a poem that includes any season, you will win.”
Wang Jingzhi's request didn't sound very high at first, but the simpler the request, the harder it was to complete. Because the simpler the request, the higher the expectations of the people.
Unfortunately, Wang Jingzhi met Qin Feng, a man who had received nine years of compulsory education, three years of junior high school, three years of high school, and four years of university. He was a man who had a library in his mind.
Not to mention one song, even a hundred songs would not be a problem. Moreover, his father, Wang Gui, had not only doubted him, but also doubted his 5,000 years of cultural heritage. How could Qin Feng tolerate this? He was prepared to give them a vicious blow.
"I sleep in spring and don't feel dawn. I hear birds singing everywhere. The sound of wind and rain at night, I know how many flowers have fallen.”
This Spring Dawn was probably the earliest poem that the students of the future came into contact with. It was also the poem that left the deepest impression on them. Qin Feng directly read out this poem.
"Hoeing the crops at noon, sweat dripping into the soil. Who knew that every grain of food on the plate was hard work.”
Peasant was also a true portrait of the poor people in summer.
" The wind is strong, the sky is high, and the apes are howling. The white birds fly back to the clear sand. Endless trees fell, and the endless Yangtze River rolled. Wanli sad autumn often visit, a hundred years of illness alone on the stage. Difficult bitter hate frosty hair, down and out just stopped muddy wine cup.”
As for the autumn poem, Qin Feng chose the poem Ascending Ascension by Poet Saint Du Fu.
"There are a few plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms them all by himself. I know from afar that it's not snow, because there's a faint fragrance coming.”
In the end, the winter poem was chosen to be a plum blossom poem by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty.
The four poems came one after another, and the officials present were already so shocked that they were speechless. However, what was even more shocking was the next poem.
"Spring has flowers and autumn has a moon. Summer has a cool breeze and winter has snow. If there is nothing to worry about, it is a good time in the human world.”
The fifth poem included the four seasons in one breath, including the representative of each season. With such strength, it would not be an exaggeration to call him the Immortal Poet.
Any one of these five poems could be considered first-class, if not peerless.
Qin Feng had composed these five songs in one go. It could be said to be one of a kind. In fact, he was not inferior to Cao Zijian.
At this point, no one suspected that Qin Feng had plagiarized. If there was someone who could produce a poem of this level, would he give the poem to someone else and lose the opportunity to leave his name in history?
In this era, being famous for eternity was much more important than any fame and fortune.
Therefore, Qin Feng won the first round of the Jinshi examination.
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