Li Zhi, don't be a coward

Chapter 406 It's a Tribulation and a Fate
Strictly speaking, King Teng and the "literati and poets" can barely get in touch.

In terms of knowledge and artistic level, although King Teng is mostly ordinary, he has an advantage. This advantage is unique in Tang Dynasty today, and it is even written into the official history.

He is good at painting butterflies, all kinds of butterflies, flying, picking flowers, and colorful ones, all of which he paints lifelike.

He is good at playing crickets and drawing butterflies, so he was reluctantly accepted by the art circle of Datang, and he was regarded as a member of the art circle of Datang by default. Every time there are activities such as artist gatherings, he is usually called. .

Of course, most of them asked him to pay the bill and pay for whoring.

This is roughly the status of King Teng in the art world.

Niu Fangzhi, a great Confucian in Shandong, also has a friendship with King Teng. This kind of friendship can’t be said to be very deep. It probably belongs to academic discussions. He will never be called, and his confidantes will never call him when they drink alcohol. By the way, I added a sentence, "Brother, you don't have enough money, come quickly."

So Teng Wang Pidiandian sent money.

So Niu Fangzhi actually looked down on King Teng in his heart.

But he had a good impression of King Teng's daughter, Lord Jinxiang.

At least this daughter is much more pleasing to the eye than Teng Wang. She is better than Teng Wang in every aspect of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. I am full of admiration and admiration.

Seriously speaking, Jin Xiang is more suitable for the literary and art circles than her father, but it is a pity that she is a daughter.

Jin Xiang knelt in front of Niu Fangzhi, listening to Niu Fangzhi playing the piano with a smile on his face. He sat there for half an hour, staying still like a bodhisattva in a portrait.

After a long time, the last note of the piano was plucked, leaving a long and long lingering sound in the air. Niu Fangzhi closed his eyes and was intoxicated for a long time, then slowly opened his eyes and smiled at Jin Xiang.

"Your concentration is stronger than your father's." Niu Fangzhi said with a smile: "If your father were here, he would have already got up and went around to the backyard to catch the old man's chickens and ducks."

Jin Xiang smiled sweetly: "Grandpa Niu, don't be joking. Although the father is not patient enough, he will not harm your chickens and ducks."

Niu Fangzhi snorted coldly: "Do you think he hasn't done any harm?"

Raising his eyes to glance at her, Niu Fangzhi said again: "Daughter, I haven't seen you visit on weekdays, and I definitely won't come to the door for no reason today. The old man sees that you have a sad brow and a pink face. Is it because of love or unresolved issues?"

Jin Xiang's face turned red quickly, and he lowered his head and said, "Oh, why is he troubled by love, Grandpa Niu is so old, and he still speaks so improperly when talking to juniors."

Niu Fangzhi stroked his beard and chuckled: "The red luan has moved between her brows. Girls, you can't tell lies in front of this old man. If you like it, you just like it. Why bother to cover up and say nothing. It's a waste of time together."

Jin Xiang's pretty face became more and more blushing, but he still said firmly: "No, this junior has no distracting thoughts, how could he be tempted by ordinary men."

Niu Fangzhi sighed: "If you live to the age of this old man, you should know that everyone in the world is an ordinary person, including you and me. Seven emotions and six desires, greed, anger, ignorance, joy and anger, eating, farting and belching, if you don't cultivate into a god, you can't avoid it."

Niu Fangzhi said again: "Tell me, what can I do for you? If it's not too much, it's okay for me to extend my hand."

Jin Xiang bowed his head coyly for a while, and said softly: "This junior has a friend who did a very risky thing. He...was involved in the affairs of the palace. I really don't know what will happen to him. This junior wants to help him, but I don't know how to help him." .”

"Grandpa Niu is a leading figure in Shandong's literary world. Scholars all over the world look up to his reputation. There are also disciples who are officials in the court. If that friend of the younger generation is really in danger, please ask Grandpa Niu for help. The younger generation will be very grateful."

Niu Fangzhi narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "A friend of yours, huh?"

Jin Xiang's pretty face flushed, and he hummed humbly with his head bowed like a mosquito.

Niu Fangzhi is a great Confucian, he would not be so old and unscrupulous to make jokes about the younger generation, he looked a little serious, and said: "You said he was involved in the affairs of the palace, what is it?"

Jin Xiang whispered about the case of Taiji Palace's disgusting victory.

The more Niu Fangzhi listened, the more serious he became. After Jinxiang finished speaking, he was silent for a long time, and sighed: "My girl, that friend of yours is too impulsive. Palaces are always dangerous. How dare he..."

Jin Xiang couldn't help resisting and said: "Grandpa Niu, he got involved in this case not impulsively, but because he had to do it because he wanted to save his disciple. To sacrifice one's life is a benevolent person, and the Buddha also has the habit of cutting flesh and feeding eagles." Compassionate, he is willing to take risks to save his disciples, he is a Buddha."

Niu Fangzhi glanced at her, and said: "He saved the disciple, you save him, and you begged the old man to save him, heh, it seems that you are the real Buddha, you want us all to become Buddhas."

Jin Xiang wanted to laugh, pursed his lips, and said, "Sages say that they sacrifice their lives for righteousness. Grandpa Niu is a great Confucian in the world. Even if he doesn't want to become a Buddha, he at least wants to become a saint, right?"

Niu Fangzhi was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed: "You girl, you are more talkative than your father. What your father always talks about is 'this king is rich'. You are better than your father."

Jin Xiang stood up, bowed to Niu Fangzhi with his knees on the ground, and said crisply, "I beg Grandpa Niu to lend a helping hand."

Niu Fangzhi sighed, and said: "In recent years, your father has always taken the initiative to pay the wine bills and the romantic bills. I know that this favor will be paid back sooner or later..."

Jinxiang was overjoyed, and bowed his forehead: "Thank you, Grandpa Niu!"

Niu Fangzhi narrowed his eyes, and said with a smile: "Using your father's favor, and begging the old man with the dignity of the county lord, hehe, girl, your heart can be kept in the dark, and the favor can be kept in the open. After all, it is necessary for him to know what he wants to do."

Jin Xiang blushed and said, "It's just...a friend, that's all."

After finishing speaking, Jin Xiang's heart darkened.

In fact, she didn't know what she was doing. For a man who didn't belong to her at all and had to avoid suspicion, she went out of the city in a carriage, and she didn't hesitate to use her father's favor and face just to help him.

Adults should have their own purpose in what they say and do. Even if there is no purpose, at least they should have a clear mind and know what they are doing.

Jin Xiang was not there, she seemed to have left the city in a daze, found Niu Fangzhi, and begged him to help Li Qinzai in a daze.

Everything seems to be an unconscious move, but it is an instinct from the heart.

She just wanted him to live through this catastrophe, whether she watched him from afar or thousands of miles away, in short, to live.

Niu Fangzhi laughed and said: "Okay, just a friend, by the way, your friend is He Fangjunxiu, who can make the clan and county head so worried, even if the old man helps, I can't help the confused, I have to let me know His last name is Gao?"

Jin Xiang bowed his head and replied shyly: "He... is the grandson of the Duke of England, Li Qinzai, the uncle of Weinan County."

Niu Fangzhi laughed loudly: "He is indeed a handsome man, this son..."

Before he finished speaking, Niu Fangzhi's expression changed, and he was immediately choked by his own saliva, blushing and coughing for a long time, and almost breathless, Jin Xiang was frightened, and kept patting him on the back, and it took him a while to recover angry.

The old man's face was flushed, Niu Fangzhi's eyes were red and he asked, "Who? Who did you just say?"

Jin Xiang said inexplicably, "Weinan county uncle... Li Qinzai."

Niu Fangzhi looked up to the sky and laughed for a long time. After laughing for a while, his face suddenly darkened.

"Push the door, go out, don't send!"

(End of this chapter)