Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 106
When the servants in the mansion served vegetarian food and fragrant tea, Princess Xiangcheng took the lead in moving her chopsticks and said, "Everyone, please use vegetarian food."

After finishing speaking, seeing the initial results of the plan in his mind, a smug look flashed across Xiangcheng's cheeks, and then he began to implement the next plan.

Picking up the teacup and facing Bianji, Xiangcheng pretended to serve him tea, but secretly winked at Bianji, then turned and calmly glanced in the direction where Fang Yiai and Gao Yang were.

After receiving Xiangcheng's hint, Bian Ji, who had won the first battle, nodded his head, then walked up to Gao Yang with a tea cup in his hand, and said softly and modestly: "Princess, the poor monk offers you a cup of tea instead of wine."

Seeing Bian Ji offering tea, Gao Yang hesitated again and again, but finally stood up.

"Mages don't need to be polite, please." Zhu Lip sipped the fragrant tea, Gao Yang nodded to Bian Ji, and then quickly sat in the banquet, fearing that the vinegar jar in Fang Yi's heart would be overturned again.

Looking at the gentle-faced Bian Ji, Fang Yi was extremely upset in his heart, then he picked up a piece of dried tofu and said to Gao Yang, "Shu'er, eat some vegetarian food."

Although he could see that Fang Yiai's move was for the sake of arguing, Gao Yang felt a little joy in his heart, and slightly parted his vermilion lips to put the dried tofu in his mouth.

Seeing the intimate behavior of the two, Bianji, who had already been shaken in his heart, suddenly felt a little jealous, and smiled angrily, "I never imagined that the son-in-law and a martial artist behaved so thoughtfully and meticulously."

As soon as these words came out, the two chopsticks in Fang Yi'ai's hands fell heavily on the dinner plate.

Looking at the sarcastic Monk Bianji, Fang Yi was angry and hated in his heart, wanted to get angry but cared about everyone's face, in a hurry, he retorted: "Yeah, how can Fang Yi, a vulgar warrior, talk to a mage?" You compare them."

After finishing speaking, before Monk Bianji had time to be happy, Fang Yiai continued: "An outsider doesn't pay homage to Buddha and burn incense in the monastery, what kind of banquet does he come to the Princess Mansion to eat? We all follow you to eat something like a bird." Vegetarian food!"

Seeing Fang Yiai's counterattack, Gao Yang couldn't help applauding his husband secretly, then stretched out his hand to lightly pinch his arm, secretly reminding him to pay attention to his words and demeanor.

Although the monk Bianji intended to compete with Fang Yiai, but he was born to worship the Buddha and not care about worldly affairs. He had never heard such vulgar words, and he sternly yelled, "You!"

In the middle of the conversation, Monk Bianji suddenly discovered Gao Yang's little tricks, and seeing the two of them behaving like glue, this young eminent monk's remnant Buddhist heart suddenly collapsed!
Under the envy and hatred, Monk Bianji couldn't remember any clear rules and disciplines, and soon he had the heart to fight for power, "Fang Concubine, I have heard for a long time that Prime Minister Fang is very talented in writing, I think you have learned a lot from him, right? During the Su Zhai Literary Meeting in the Princess’s Mansion in Xiangcheng, the son-in-law will definitely show his literary talents, right?"

Feeling the hostility in Monk Bianji's words, Fang Yiai frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Oh? It seems that the mage wants to test the teacher today?"

Seeing that Fang Yiai took the bait, Monk Bianji laughed lightly. He believed in his heart that Fang Yiai was a reckless man who could not read or write well, and he immediately provocatively said: "I don't dare to take the exam, and the poor monk also studied some Four Books and Five Classics with Master. Today How about taking advantage of the elegance to compete with the son-in-law?"

Hearing Monk Bianji's words, Fang Yiai couldn't help but look at Xiangcheng, and secretly said, "How could Bianji, a monk, think of discussing writing with me? Could it be that Xiangcheng is his only?"

Sensing Fang Yiai's strange gaze, Xiangcheng, who was sitting at the banquet, shrugged slightly, with complacent and sympathetic expressions in his eyes.

Seeing Fang Yiai's silence, Bian Ji mistakenly thought that he had hit his weakness, and then continued to speak intimidatingly: "Couldn't the son-in-law dare?"

Fang Yi'ai saw Bianji's repeated provocative words, and his heart was aroused to strive for strength, and with Gao Yang beside him, how could he swallow such dirty breath!
"Okay! I'm going to play with the mage today!" After saying that, Fang Yiai planned to get up.

Seeing that Fang Yiai accepted Xia Bianji's proposal, Gao Yang quickly stretched out his hand to grab his sleeve, and said with a slight frown: "Brother Jun'er, don't do this. Let's go back?"

Looking at Gao Yang with a worried face, Fang Yi's heart warmed, he stretched out his hand to caress the beauty's cheek, and said with a smile: "Shu'er, it's fine. It's time to play."

After finishing speaking, Fang Yiai stood with his hands behind his back, and asked to the defense machine, "I don't know what the mage wants to discuss?"

Seeing Fang Yiai's arrogance, Bian Ji secretly cursed insolently, and then smartly chose calligraphy and poetry as the subject of the competition.

"I have heard for a long time that Prime Minister Fang's regular script is superb, and he is even more proficient in reciting poems and composing Fu. How about you and I discussing calligraphy and poetry today?"

Knowing the topic chosen by Monk Bianji, Fang Yi felt a little troubled in his heart. It is really easy for this Wenchao to win Bianji, but it is extremely difficult to avoid the doubts of Gao Yang, Xiao Rui and others.

After thinking for a while, Fang Yiai didn't want to let the debate get the upper hand, and then hurriedly agreed, "Okay, I will borrow flowers to present Buddha today. I am happy to accompany the master."

Seeing that Fang Yiai agreed, Bianji, who knew that the trick was about to succeed, secretly found out, and then said to Xiao Rui: "Xiao Concubine, please borrow the book case and the study room."

"Brother Fang, why are you bothering? You are thousands of times better than this monk when it comes to things in the boudoir, but you really don't know anything about writing and ink. Why didn't you talk about martial arts competition just now? Then you can take the opportunity This crazy thief bald beat me up!"

Seeing that Fang Yiai was going to discuss writing with Bianji, Xiao Rui couldn't help but sweat secretly for Fang Yiai who had taught him the affairs of the boudoir, and then ordered his servants to bring the book case and the four treasures of the study.

Strolling to the front of the book case, Monk Bianji raised his mouth slightly, and asked Fang Yiai with a smile on his face: "Fang's son-in-law, but I don't know which one will write it first?"

Looking at the monk's rival in love, Fang Yi'ai was very curious, and for a moment she just wanted to learn about the talents of the monk Bianji, and see what kind of skills this bald thief has, to make Princess Gaoyang obsessed on the original historical track.

Having made up her mind, Fang Yiai pretended to be weak, cupped her hands and said, "Naturally, the mage wrote it first, so I might as well watch from the sidelines."

Seeing that Fang Yiai was a little cowardly, Monk Bianji was even more proud, he raised his hair and said, "That poor monk has made a fool of himself."

After finishing speaking, Monk Bianji quickly waved on the rice paper, while Fang Yiai stood aside and watched him write with concentration, with a relaxed look on his face.

Looking at Bianji and Fang Yiai in the middle of the main hall, Xiangcheng couldn't help but secretly scolded Bianji for being stupid, and thought to himself, "What a stinky monk who doesn't know much about interesting things, he can learn about writing and ink! If you push Fang Lang into a hurry, he will be jealous. If you accidentally write a thin gold body, you must lose face. I am afraid that even Fang Lang's alias identity will be exposed because of this!"

After some splashing of ink, the first volume of the Diamond Sutra, "The Causes and Reasons of the Fahui", was written on the rice paper by Bianji eloquently.

Looking at the handwriting of Monk Bianji, Fang Yiai was a little surprised, and said inwardly, "It's good in regular script, I didn't expect that Monk Bianji has such a superb literary talent in Buddhism. No wonder Gao Yang followed him wholeheartedly in history." Woolen cloth!"

Putting down his penis, Bian Ji smiled at Fang Yi'ai, then clasped his hands together and said to everyone present: "The poor monk is not talented, so I propose a Diamond Sutra. Please comment on it, gentlemen."

Seeing that Bianji was going to discuss writing with Fang Yiai earlier, all the literati waited and watched, but due to the presence of Xiangcheng and Gao Yang, they couldn't get up and watch. Seeing that Bianji finished writing, everyone stood up one after another .

Leaning in front of the two of them, looking at the Diamond Sutra written in regular script on the desk, everyone couldn't help admiring in unison, and immediately added a bit of admiration to the eyes of Monk Bianji.

"I admire the master's talent. I didn't expect that the master was not only profound in Buddhism, but also his calligraphy was first-rate at that time!"

"That's right, Master Bianji's regular script is so proficient, I'm afraid he is not under the "Three Heroes of Zhenguan"?"

"Three Heroes of Zhenguan? Who are the Three Heroes of Zhenguan?"

"It is the three masters of regular script reviewed by the top of the list a few days ago, Ouyang Xun, Yu Shinan, Chu Suiliang, three senior gentlemen!"

As soon as this remark came out, not only Bianji showed joy, but even Fang Yiai was a little surprised, thinking to himself, "Three Heroes of Zhenguan? Into the ears of Chang'an clerk!"

After everyone's voice fell, Xiao Rui, the son-in-law, walked forward slowly. Although he and Fang Yiai had some conflicts, they were both royal son-in-laws, so they were naturally closer than outsiders.

At this moment, Xiao Rui saw that his brother-in-law was about to be overshadowed by a monk. As the host, he could not allow the situation to develop at will.

In desperation, Xiao Rui cleverly changed the subject, and said, "Yes, the regular script written by the mage is perfect, and it is quite like the ancients of the Jin Dynasty. Even compared to the thin gold body, it is not inferior in the slightest."

Xiao Rui's words that originally wanted to deflect the point of view were nothing less than farting to the ears of the literati.

The top name in the commoner list is now widely spread in Chang'an, and a pair of rubbings is worth hundreds of thousands of taels. How can this be comparable to that of Bianji and Shangshang!

Seeing everyone looking at Xiao Rui with contempt, Fang Yiai suppressed a smile in her heart, and sighed, "Yes, He is the first in the list with unparalleled literary talent and martial arts. I really admire it!"

Princess Xiangcheng was sitting at the banquet drinking tea, when she heard Fang Yiai's boastful words, she couldn't help laughing so hard that she couldn't help but spit out all the tea before she could swallow it.

(End of this chapter)