Start the Tang Dynasty: The descendant of Wei Wu from the Qin Qiong family!

Chapter 215: Fang Jun
"Ah!"

Yuchi Gong said with disdain, "If your son can recite poems and compose poems, then my son will be the best in the world..."

After saying that, Yuchi Gong glanced at Qin Huaiyu, and then said: "Then my son is the second most talented person in the world!"

The first one is right in front of me. It’s really too beastly to be compared. I can’t compare...

"Yuchi Laohei, forget it."

Cheng Yaojin said proudly: "You are just a blacksmith, unlike me, old Cheng, who is a cultural person!"

"just you……"

"Okay, okay, you two stop fighting."

Qin Qiong stopped him: "Watch it for a while."

Downstairs, Cheng Chumo and Yuchi Baolin walked in swaggeringly.

"We, the Six Gentlemen of Chang'an, are bound to win the top spot today!"

Cheng Chumo put his hands on his waist and said arrogantly.

"The Six Gentlemen of Chang'an?"

"I've never heard of it."

"It's not just another small group for self-entertainment, is it?"

"I guess so."

The people around them inquired about each other's information, but had never heard of their names and regarded them as third-rate goods.

"You don't want to die!"

Some people who knew Cheng Chumo quickly grabbed the people around them and said hurriedly: "This is the young master of the Duke's mansion. Aren't you afraid of having your legs broken?"

"What are you afraid of? The owner of Zilanxuan is probably not someone to be trifled with."

"That's right, you can tell by their arrogant rules. How can you do this kind of business without some means?"

Although they knew that these were young masters from the Duke's Mansion, the guests were only slightly surprised and no longer cared so much.

"It turns out to be some young gentlemen."

When Qingyin saw Cheng Chumo and the others, he was not panicked. A few days ago, Cheng Chumo and the others had visited Zilanxuan.

"Since the young masters have already prepared a draft, please read it out in public."

Hearing this, Cheng Chumo and the others looked at me and I looked at you and stopped talking.

"Are you going?" Cheng Chumo looked at Yuchi Baolin.

"Didn't you just say that you were the happiest?"

Yuchi Baolin looked at Fang Yiai.

"you……"

Fang Yiai just wanted to look at Luo Tong, but Luo Tong turned around and left without giving him a chance to react.

Du He took the lead in sneaking away long before Luo Tong.

How can these fools know how to do anything? Isn't this embarrassing?

He, Du He, didn't want to embarrass himself with the rest of them.

"Go on!"

"Why don't you go up?"

"You're not afraid, are you?"

"Yes."

Seeing a few of them whispering to each other, no one dared to stand up, and everyone was laughing at them.

"Who said we were afraid!"

"I come!"

At the critical moment, it was Fang Yiai who stepped forward and took the initiative.

"Good brother."

"Enough loyalty!"

"That……"

"Let's withdraw?"

"The wind is so tight!" X2
Cheng Chumo and Yuchi Baolin looked at each other, turned around and ran away when no one was paying attention to them.

Fang Yiai faced the scrutinizing gazes of everyone and walked to the stage without any guilt.

It was just his big, round, muscular appearance that aroused everyone's suspicion.

"Isn't this guy different in writing?"

"Probably not?"

"Don't judge people by their appearance." "That's right, aren't we Qin County sons also born tall and mighty?"

"exactly."

A group of people were discussing, some were questioning, and some were watching. In short, they were all waiting for Fang Yiai's work to be released.

After Fang Yiai stood in front of the stage, he fell into silence.

The people around him were silent. Those who stood up at this time were almost all doing it to promote their own talents. Under such circumstances, disturbing other people's thoughts was a taboo.

It's no less than cutting off people's wealth and killing their parents.

On the second floor, Fang Xuanling looked at Fang Yiai who came out with black lines on his head.

"Lao Fang, don't be angry. Being angry can hurt your health." Cheng Yaojin said as if he had good intentions.

"That's right, for such a disobedient child, it's enough to take him home and give him a good beating. He can't lose face outside." Yu Chigong persuaded.

Seeing these two guys singing along beside him, who were called to persuade, but were actually gloating about their misfortunes, Fang Xuanling said angrily: "Shut up, you two!"

"The dog bit Lu Dongbin."

"I don't know good people."

The two people said in unison, shook their heads in unison, and moved away from Fang Xuanling.

"Hey, bear with it." Old partner Du Ruhui felt a little sorry for Fang Xuanling.

Everyone here knows that the second child of the Fang family is an anomaly.

It's obviously a civil servant family, but here comes a guy like him who is born with supernatural powers and doesn't like literature and prefers weapons.

After a long while, Fang Yiai finally said: "One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces."

Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

This……

"Five, six, seven or eight pieces." Fang Yiai continued.

At this time, Fang Xuanling was already covering his forehead in pain, because he already knew what his good son would say next.

"His next sentence won't be, nine pieces, ten pieces, eleven pieces, right?" Cheng Yaojin said with a strange look.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Yiai's voice sounded from downstairs.

"Nine pieces, ten pieces, and eleven pieces."

The second floor suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Yuchi Gong looked at Cheng Yaojin in disbelief and said, "Did you really guess it right?"

"That's natural." Cheng Yaojin suddenly puffed up his chest triumphantly: "I, old Cheng, are also well-educated, right?"

"You can shut up!"

Fang Xuanling couldn't wait to roll up her sleeves and go up and have a fight with this shameless old demon Cheng.

"Is this considered poetry?"

"I'm afraid the three-year-old kid on the street can do it, right?"

"No, to be precise, even the limericks written by street kids are better than this."

"Hahaha!"

Those guests who were listening attentively, after listening to Fang Yiai's three sentences, directly classified Fang Yiai into the category of uneducated people.

"It's ridiculous to try to impress others," Chai Shao said in a low voice.

Fang Xuanling glanced at Chai Shao coldly and said nothing.

Upstairs, Qin Huaiyu looked at Fang Yiai, who was standing in the middle, and was obviously a little tired of getting off the stage. He was thinking about how to convey the next sentence to this guy, so that he could act cool and not be embarrassed.

However, Fang Yiai, who was in the center of the whirlpool, remained calm and composed and said the last sentence loudly.

"Flying into the reed flowers never disappears!"

In an instant, the first floor, which was originally filled with sarcasm, fell into deathly silence.

Even the people upstairs, including Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling, were stunned.

There is something about this last sentence...

Everyone was in shock.

However, Fang Yiai just snorted, puffed out her chest, and walked up to Qingyin with her head held high.

"How about this poem of mine, can I qualify for a membership plaque?"

"Of course." Qingyin came back to her senses and asked politely: "Dare you ask the young master's name?"

This move, of course, is to help the winner become famous so that people who don't know him can get to know him.

After looking around, Fang Yiai smiled proudly.

"My wife, Fang Jun, Fang Yiai!"

(End of this chapter)