One step, two steps, three steps…
For some reason, Zhang Shilu became nervous.
Looking at Fan Jin calmly pacing back and forth, she wanted to immediately scold him.
In just a short seven steps.
Fan Jin turned around and smiled.
His smile was filled with confidence.
Wei Wenqian felt relieved.
Even County Head Lin was affected by the atmosphere and relaxed.
Tonight, County Head Lin was obviously on the Wei family's side, supporting Fan Jin.
If Fan Jin was humiliated, County Head Lin's image would be tarnished in the aristocratic families of the South Sea.
Fortunately, Fan Jin had already done it.
County Head Lin and Wei Wenqing didn't ask for much.
After all, it couldn't be very outstanding if it was drafted in a hurry.
As long as he passed the test perfunctorily.
Fan Jin looked at Zhang Shilu coldly and murmured,""In a ragged green robe, the wind blew, and I dreamt of overlooking Yingzhou. I sigh who repairs it, it has been three autumns. Struggling to do thousands of boxes and hundreds of threads, where the rope is too tight, it is used to pulling the curtain hook. There is a season, guests come to pour clogs, want to go but also stay."
"Yes, clear."
County Head Lin smiled,"It's rare to be able to make it look like this in such a hurry."”
"Only half!" "It can't be considered a chapter!" Zhang Shilu's face turned ferocious.”
This could be considered a desperate move.
The people present all revealed looks of disdain.
"What do you want? This kind of robe was always soft and gentle. Thinking of Fan Dan's hundred knots, it's even more romantic. He also remembered Wang Meng in the past, wearing short hemp clothes, and the world was like a chip. Holding the bright moon, the spirit is clear and the bones are cold. For a while, the quilt is thick.”
Fan Jin finished reciting the second half of the poem in a clear voice.
Zhang Shilu's face turned ashen as he covered his face and left.
After all, he was the son of a scholarly family.
He had never heard of this poem before.
It's still on point.
Of course, it couldn't be plagiarism.
Fan Jin wasn't an immortal. He knew that he was in a difficult position today, so he used the tattered green robe as the title again.
Fan Dan was a famous scholar in the Eastern Han Dynasty, famous for his poverty and chastity.
Wang Meng was the former Prime Minister of the Northern Dynasty, a famous and wise Prime Minister who helped Fu Jian unify the north.
When he was not rich, he also wore linen short clothes to meet noble people.
Everyone in the room felt that this poem was bold and unrestrained, making their hearts feel at ease.
Fan Jin had written to the point again. To be able to write to such a standard in such a hurry was simply beyond everyone's understanding.
Li Ning was originally writing a rhyme, preparing to compose a poem later.
He tore the rhyme he had written into pieces and smiled bitterly."There's no need to write any other poems tonight. With Fan Jin's poem, whatever we write will only serve as a foil.”
"And it's a foil to a bad reputation.”Wei Wenqian couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Fan Jin was outstanding because he, Wei Wenqian, had a unique vision and discerning eyes.
It was also because of the Wei family's good family style.
The Zhang family was now a noble family, and his family's style was really not that good.
This poetry meet was destined to be famous in the South China Sea. It would definitely spread to the nearby counties and even the Guangdong government.
For many years, it would be interesting and interesting.
The main character was Fan Jin, while County Head Lin, Wei Wenqian, Li Ning, and the others were the supporting characters.
The villain was naturally Zhang Shilu.
The Zhang family had always been overbearing in the South Sea, suppressing those who were eyesores and wooing those who were in power.
Just like what Zhang Shilu did after Fan Jin passed the imperial examination.
Could it be out of kindness?
Of course, it was calculated. Fan Jin's future was bright after he passed the imperial examination.
Secondly, he wanted to use Fan Jin to get something from Tang Feng.
There was also the case of the local gentry, which made it easier for them to gain power in the county.
While the Wei Clan was in the limelight, Zhang Shilu and the Zhang Clan were in the dust.
After Zhang Huaiyuan retired and returned home, he seized a lot of benefits in the South China Sea.
The Wei family was forced to close some of their businesses because they were related to the Zhang family's interests.
This time, Zhang Shilu had met Fan Jin, this tough nail, which made Wei Wenqian extremely happy.
County Head Lin also smiled.
"Fan Jin," said Wei Wenqing,"do you have any poems to offer to the county magistrate?"”
County Lord Lin waved his hand." How can you force someone to write poems for this county? It's inappropriate, inappropriate."”
She said that it was inappropriate, but she didn't see him leave.
As an official, image and reputation were very important.
This literary conference was destined to make Fan Jin famous.
As one of the supporting roles.
He also received a poem from Fan Jin.
This literary conference was destined to be County Lord Lin's famous act.
Perhaps it would open up a new world of career.
The smile on the county lord's face explained everything.
Fan Jin paced again.
This poem was easier to write.
"I hear the rustling of bamboo in the yamen. I suspect it's the sound of suffering in the human world. The king's kindness will repay the worries of the people. Fan Jin, a common man, dared to present this quatrain to Yin Lin Gong of Nanhai County.”
"Good poem, good poem!"
Wei Wen Qing praised as he wrote.
Of course, it was a record.
This poem wasn't very good, but it suited County Head Lin's current state of mind.
Furthermore, he had also made a name for County Head Lin.
Even though it was a gift for him and he couldn't praise it, the smile on his face said it all.
After pondering for a while, County Head Lin said,""Fan Jin, although you are young, your poetic talent is truly astonishing. The monarch's kindness will be repaid. This has always been my long-cherished wish and also my ambition as an official.”
Fan Jin bowed and said,"A son should inherit the father's business. This is also my wish."”
County Head Lin's eyes widened.
This kid in front of him was really godly.
If he said that the king's kindness would be repaid, Fan Jin would follow suit and inherit the father's legacy.
He was a good minister, and Fan Jin's son inherited his father's career. Wasn't he a scholar?
County Magistrate Lin laughed out loud and said," I'll fulfill your wish, Fan Jin. Come and take the county examination. I'll definitely take you!"”
How could this work?
Fan Jin's expression froze.
An open black box operation?
Was it something elegant in everyone's eyes?
As expected, copying poems was a shortcut!
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