Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort
Chapter 142
Chapter 142
After Changsun Dan vomited blood, he looked at the "shrunk" white piece on the chessboard, and felt that the strength in his body was exhausted, his legs softened and he sat back on the seat.
Seeing Changsun Dan vomit blood on the chessboard, the students in the audience looked at each other in blank dismay, full of horror.
"What's wrong with Changsun Dan? Why did he vomit blood when he lost to the top of the list by one move?"
"Talking about Go is just a pastime, why is Changsun Dan so narrow-minded?"
While the students were whispering to each other, Chang Sun Run quickly stepped onto the chess table and grabbed his elder brother Chang Sun Dan's wrist.
Seeing that Changsun's face was like gold paper, and his breathing was hasty and unsteady, Changsun Run was shocked, suppressing the uneasy emotions in his heart, and said softly, "Sixth brother, is it all right?"
The eldest grandson leaned back on the chair, slumped in front of the chessboard, pointed at the chessboard with shaking hands, and murmured, "I have been learning "Ranke" from my teacher for nearly ten years, but in the end, it is no better than He Zudao stealing the old man Shanye's chess. Road, ridiculous, ridiculous."
After finishing speaking, Changsun Dan looked at the chessboard with a wry smile as if possessed by a demon, and no matter how Changsun Run comforted and persuaded him, he didn't respond at all.
Seeing Elder Sun Dan vomited blood from the doggerel, Xie Zhongju's expression was gloomy, he walked to Fang Yiai's side, and whispered, "It's better to stay on the front line in everything."
Faced with Xie Zhongju's reminder, Fang Yiai chuckled lightly, noncommittal, "Youchai, this person keeps pushing me, if I remain indifferent, won't I become a man who can be manipulated by others?"
Knowing Fang Yiai's thoughts, Xie Zhong raised his eyebrows, snorted coldly and waved his sleeves to give up, and retreated behind Fang Yiai, ignoring this "subject" whom she was "monitoring".
After talking with Xie Zhongju, Fang Yiai gave a wry smile and thought to himself, "Li Zhi's resignation of the eldest Sun Run before made me have an enmity with Changsun Wuji. Even if Changsun Dan is let go today, I am afraid that Changsun Wuji will only think "" He Zudao: "You are a weak literati, so you won't be grateful for my mercy?"
On the side, Lin Xiuwen saw that Changsun Dan vomited blood after losing chess. Although he had some resentment towards this brazen madman, but Changsun Wuji's son vomited blood in the Imperial College, this is probably a catastrophe he cannot bear.
After thinking clearly about the pros and cons, Lin Xiuwen took two steps in three steps, hurriedly climbed onto the high platform, and sent someone to bring a cup of warm tea, intending to calm down his eldest grandson Dan, who was deeply depressed.
Seeing that Changsun Dan was defeated by "He Zudao", all the members of the sentient beings immediately dissipated the resentment caused by Changsun Dan's outrageous words before, and now they all got up to attend, and went to Fang Yiai to say hello.
"He Bangshou is really a great talent in the world. His calligraphy, poetry, lanke, and martial arts are all superb. Thinking about it, he will definitely be able to be called the leader of the exam!"
"Yes, yes. If the story of today's hand-talk is spread, the world's literati will definitely regard the top of the list as the leader."
Hearing the compliments from everyone, Fang Yiai pressed her chest and felt sullen, thinking, "If I can get the support of scholars from all over the world, I think the crime of deceiving the emperor has been eliminated by more than half!"
On the chess table, Changsun Run looked at Fang Yiai, who was talking and laughing happily, and his heart was burning with anger. He wanted to step down from the stage to take revenge theoretically, but he was afraid of Fang Yiai's kung fu, so he could only express hatred secretly.
Seeing Changsun looking at the chessboard and muttering to himself, Lin Xiuwen was startled into a cold sweat and thought to himself, "God bless him, don't go crazy, otherwise Uncle Changsun Guo would have swallowed me up!"
After a moment of silence, Changsun Run had an idea and suddenly remembered the doggerel that Hou Balin had recited before.
"Sixth brother, although He Zudao is better than you in chess, but look at the doggerel he just wrote, at best, it's just a watery poem with rhymes and rhymes."
As he spoke, Changsun Run, fearing that others would notice his intentions, approached Changsun Dan's ear, and said softly, "Sixth brother, you are also a talented man full of knowledge, why don't you write a poem to humiliate me, so as to win back the game?"
As soon as this remark came out, Changsun Dan, who was in the mood of losing chess, suddenly raised his head, and the dark color in his eyes was fully revealed, "Poetry?"
"Yes, writing poems!" Seeing Changsun Dan's excited expression, Changsun Run couldn't care less to add fuel and jealousy to himself, "Although He Zudao was famous in Chang'an for his poems chanting plums before, but today his doggerel poems are the first. Sixth brother As long as you write a poem about Go, I believe you can definitely overwhelm him with your talent!"
After hearing Changsun Run's instigation from the side, Changsun Dan nodded and stood up from the seat with his strength, "Okay! That's very good!"
Seeing that the elder Sun Dan wanted to write poems to regain his status, Lin Xiuwen remembered scratching his ears and thinking to himself, "Compared to poetry with Zudao? This is not a mouse licking a cat's nose, your son is going to suck it to death!"
Seeing that the two brothers, Changsun Dan, were about to step down slowly, Lin Xiuwen stopped them in front of them, and persuaded them, "Young Master Changsun, let's go back to the mansion early today to cultivate. He Bangshou's poems are top-notch in the world, I'm afraid..."
Lin Xiuwen's deliberately subtle and tactful advice sounded extremely harsh and sarcastic to the eldest grandson Dan. Thinking of the defeat by Fang Yi'ai at the chessboard before, this young master's aloof temper immediately changed.
Before Changsun Dan opened his mouth to reprimand, Changsun Run, who was determined to get back the place, waved his sleeves and cursed: "Old man, don't meddle in your own business!"
After finishing speaking, he pushed away Lin Xiuwen, who was trying to comfort him, and helped Changsun Dan down the high platform.
Under the stage, Fang Yiai was responding to the compliments of the students one by one. Seeing the elders and Sun Dan stepping off the high stage, she couldn't help trembling slightly, thinking to herself, "The two of them are going to leave? They shouldn't just let it go, right?" It doesn't look like the temper of the grandson's family!"
Standing under the stage, Changsun Run supported Changsun Dan and stood directly in front of the book case, as if "lose first, don't lose".
Looking at Fang Yiai, Changsun Dan snorted coldly, covered his belly with his hands and said coldly, "I have heard that the calligraphy and poetry at the top of the list were top-notch at that time, so I am here today to ask for advice."
Seeing the elder Sun Dan standing in front of the desk with strength, Fang Yiai was a little surprised, and thought, "Is he going to write a poem? I think it must be because my previous doggerel was a bit clichéd, so I wanted to find a place in the poem Come."
Thinking of this, Fang Yiai glanced behind the two pieces of rice paper in Hou Balin's hand, and the corners of her mouth curled up involuntarily.
Hou Balin has recited doggerel before, but he has never recited the poems of Chapter 2 "Wen Chao". Seeing that Zhang Sundan's brother came here without knowing it, Fang Yi loves to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and wants to see how talented Changsun Dan is. , "Okay, grandson, please."
Seeing Fang Yiai facing each other with a smile on his face, the eldest grandson Dan suddenly grew a little angry, snorted coldly, and swiped the wolf hair on the rice paper wantonly.
Seeing that Chang Sun Dan was about to compete with "He Bangshou" in poetry, all the members of the sentient beings looked at Chang Sun Dan with the attitude of "playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong" in their hearts, with disdain and contempt on their cheeks.
Looking at Changsun Dan who was waving his pen, Xie Zhongju, who was behind Fang Yiai, frowned slightly, and said to himself, "Could it be possible that Changsun Dan was fainted from anger? Can't you see that the limerick written by Fang Jun before is all about borrowing words?" Sarcastic him?"
Halfway through his thoughts, Xie Zhongju couldn't help looking at the rice paper in Hou Balin's hand, thinking of the scene where Fang Yiai wrote two poems in front of the desk.
"Not good! According to Fang Jun's temperament, although the first doggerel has some inappropriate points, the second one will definitely reverse the disadvantage, right?!"
Thinking of this, Xie Zhongju was speechless secretly, and a trace of sympathy flashed in his eyes looking at Changsun Dan.
After waving the brush, the elder Sun Dan put down the brush and motioned his younger brother Sun Run to recite the poem like Hou Balin.
After being signaled by his elder brother, Changsun Run let out a sinister smile, picked up the rice paper, straightened his throat, and began to read the poems written by Changsun Dan aloud.
"The space between the black and white two sons seems to be holding a symbol of bravery. The victory and defeat of military strategists is a common thing. Let's see the future in the future."
After reciting a poem, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, with expressions of approval on their faces.
Although Changsun Dan's poem is a bit mediocre, it is a bit better than Fang Yiai's previous limericks. If he is calm now, the poem will probably be more colorful.
Seeing everyone nodding in approval, most of the depression in Changsun Dan's chest disappeared, and he looked at Fang Yiai with a sneer on his face, his eyes were full of complacency.
Although the students of the Imperial College admired the talent of "He Zudao", they evaluated the literati affairs with a fair attitude.
"Although the son of the eldest grandson is a maniac, his poems are quite good. I think doggerel is obviously better."
"Yeah, it's always because the old injury of the leader of the list is healed, and the hands-on talk exhausted his mind, so that's why he was exhausted for a while, right?"
"Today's hand-talking leader thinks that our Guozijian students have won the round. The poems about plums in Chang'an wine shop are at the top of the poems. I think everyone should not be too rigid."
Listening to the people talking about each other, the smile on Changsun Dan's face became more intense. In his opinion, although he was defeated on the chessboard before, but now he can beat him in the poems where he has become famous. It can be regarded as a fairly well-rounded round.
Seeing the sudden change in the conversation, Fang Yiai was a little displeased, and just wanted Hou Balin to recite the second verse, but was dispelled by a loud shout.
Hou Balin heard everyone's comments, and couldn't help complaining loudly for Fang Yiai, "You bastards, why are you so unsteady in your stance? Isn't it just to compare poems? My elder brother just wrote two poems, and I haven't read a chapter! Listen up!"
When the words fell, Changsun Dan, Xie Zhongju, and Lin Xiuwen's faces were full of horror, and the students who were discussing heard that "He Zudao" had poems, so they couldn't help but shut their mouths and listened quietly.
(End of this chapter)
After Changsun Dan vomited blood, he looked at the "shrunk" white piece on the chessboard, and felt that the strength in his body was exhausted, his legs softened and he sat back on the seat.
Seeing Changsun Dan vomit blood on the chessboard, the students in the audience looked at each other in blank dismay, full of horror.
"What's wrong with Changsun Dan? Why did he vomit blood when he lost to the top of the list by one move?"
"Talking about Go is just a pastime, why is Changsun Dan so narrow-minded?"
While the students were whispering to each other, Chang Sun Run quickly stepped onto the chess table and grabbed his elder brother Chang Sun Dan's wrist.
Seeing that Changsun's face was like gold paper, and his breathing was hasty and unsteady, Changsun Run was shocked, suppressing the uneasy emotions in his heart, and said softly, "Sixth brother, is it all right?"
The eldest grandson leaned back on the chair, slumped in front of the chessboard, pointed at the chessboard with shaking hands, and murmured, "I have been learning "Ranke" from my teacher for nearly ten years, but in the end, it is no better than He Zudao stealing the old man Shanye's chess. Road, ridiculous, ridiculous."
After finishing speaking, Changsun Dan looked at the chessboard with a wry smile as if possessed by a demon, and no matter how Changsun Run comforted and persuaded him, he didn't respond at all.
Seeing Elder Sun Dan vomited blood from the doggerel, Xie Zhongju's expression was gloomy, he walked to Fang Yiai's side, and whispered, "It's better to stay on the front line in everything."
Faced with Xie Zhongju's reminder, Fang Yiai chuckled lightly, noncommittal, "Youchai, this person keeps pushing me, if I remain indifferent, won't I become a man who can be manipulated by others?"
Knowing Fang Yiai's thoughts, Xie Zhong raised his eyebrows, snorted coldly and waved his sleeves to give up, and retreated behind Fang Yiai, ignoring this "subject" whom she was "monitoring".
After talking with Xie Zhongju, Fang Yiai gave a wry smile and thought to himself, "Li Zhi's resignation of the eldest Sun Run before made me have an enmity with Changsun Wuji. Even if Changsun Dan is let go today, I am afraid that Changsun Wuji will only think "" He Zudao: "You are a weak literati, so you won't be grateful for my mercy?"
On the side, Lin Xiuwen saw that Changsun Dan vomited blood after losing chess. Although he had some resentment towards this brazen madman, but Changsun Wuji's son vomited blood in the Imperial College, this is probably a catastrophe he cannot bear.
After thinking clearly about the pros and cons, Lin Xiuwen took two steps in three steps, hurriedly climbed onto the high platform, and sent someone to bring a cup of warm tea, intending to calm down his eldest grandson Dan, who was deeply depressed.
Seeing that Changsun Dan was defeated by "He Zudao", all the members of the sentient beings immediately dissipated the resentment caused by Changsun Dan's outrageous words before, and now they all got up to attend, and went to Fang Yiai to say hello.
"He Bangshou is really a great talent in the world. His calligraphy, poetry, lanke, and martial arts are all superb. Thinking about it, he will definitely be able to be called the leader of the exam!"
"Yes, yes. If the story of today's hand-talk is spread, the world's literati will definitely regard the top of the list as the leader."
Hearing the compliments from everyone, Fang Yiai pressed her chest and felt sullen, thinking, "If I can get the support of scholars from all over the world, I think the crime of deceiving the emperor has been eliminated by more than half!"
On the chess table, Changsun Run looked at Fang Yiai, who was talking and laughing happily, and his heart was burning with anger. He wanted to step down from the stage to take revenge theoretically, but he was afraid of Fang Yiai's kung fu, so he could only express hatred secretly.
Seeing Changsun looking at the chessboard and muttering to himself, Lin Xiuwen was startled into a cold sweat and thought to himself, "God bless him, don't go crazy, otherwise Uncle Changsun Guo would have swallowed me up!"
After a moment of silence, Changsun Run had an idea and suddenly remembered the doggerel that Hou Balin had recited before.
"Sixth brother, although He Zudao is better than you in chess, but look at the doggerel he just wrote, at best, it's just a watery poem with rhymes and rhymes."
As he spoke, Changsun Run, fearing that others would notice his intentions, approached Changsun Dan's ear, and said softly, "Sixth brother, you are also a talented man full of knowledge, why don't you write a poem to humiliate me, so as to win back the game?"
As soon as this remark came out, Changsun Dan, who was in the mood of losing chess, suddenly raised his head, and the dark color in his eyes was fully revealed, "Poetry?"
"Yes, writing poems!" Seeing Changsun Dan's excited expression, Changsun Run couldn't care less to add fuel and jealousy to himself, "Although He Zudao was famous in Chang'an for his poems chanting plums before, but today his doggerel poems are the first. Sixth brother As long as you write a poem about Go, I believe you can definitely overwhelm him with your talent!"
After hearing Changsun Run's instigation from the side, Changsun Dan nodded and stood up from the seat with his strength, "Okay! That's very good!"
Seeing that the elder Sun Dan wanted to write poems to regain his status, Lin Xiuwen remembered scratching his ears and thinking to himself, "Compared to poetry with Zudao? This is not a mouse licking a cat's nose, your son is going to suck it to death!"
Seeing that the two brothers, Changsun Dan, were about to step down slowly, Lin Xiuwen stopped them in front of them, and persuaded them, "Young Master Changsun, let's go back to the mansion early today to cultivate. He Bangshou's poems are top-notch in the world, I'm afraid..."
Lin Xiuwen's deliberately subtle and tactful advice sounded extremely harsh and sarcastic to the eldest grandson Dan. Thinking of the defeat by Fang Yi'ai at the chessboard before, this young master's aloof temper immediately changed.
Before Changsun Dan opened his mouth to reprimand, Changsun Run, who was determined to get back the place, waved his sleeves and cursed: "Old man, don't meddle in your own business!"
After finishing speaking, he pushed away Lin Xiuwen, who was trying to comfort him, and helped Changsun Dan down the high platform.
Under the stage, Fang Yiai was responding to the compliments of the students one by one. Seeing the elders and Sun Dan stepping off the high stage, she couldn't help trembling slightly, thinking to herself, "The two of them are going to leave? They shouldn't just let it go, right?" It doesn't look like the temper of the grandson's family!"
Standing under the stage, Changsun Run supported Changsun Dan and stood directly in front of the book case, as if "lose first, don't lose".
Looking at Fang Yiai, Changsun Dan snorted coldly, covered his belly with his hands and said coldly, "I have heard that the calligraphy and poetry at the top of the list were top-notch at that time, so I am here today to ask for advice."
Seeing the elder Sun Dan standing in front of the desk with strength, Fang Yiai was a little surprised, and thought, "Is he going to write a poem? I think it must be because my previous doggerel was a bit clichéd, so I wanted to find a place in the poem Come."
Thinking of this, Fang Yiai glanced behind the two pieces of rice paper in Hou Balin's hand, and the corners of her mouth curled up involuntarily.
Hou Balin has recited doggerel before, but he has never recited the poems of Chapter 2 "Wen Chao". Seeing that Zhang Sundan's brother came here without knowing it, Fang Yi loves to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and wants to see how talented Changsun Dan is. , "Okay, grandson, please."
Seeing Fang Yiai facing each other with a smile on his face, the eldest grandson Dan suddenly grew a little angry, snorted coldly, and swiped the wolf hair on the rice paper wantonly.
Seeing that Chang Sun Dan was about to compete with "He Bangshou" in poetry, all the members of the sentient beings looked at Chang Sun Dan with the attitude of "playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong" in their hearts, with disdain and contempt on their cheeks.
Looking at Changsun Dan who was waving his pen, Xie Zhongju, who was behind Fang Yiai, frowned slightly, and said to himself, "Could it be possible that Changsun Dan was fainted from anger? Can't you see that the limerick written by Fang Jun before is all about borrowing words?" Sarcastic him?"
Halfway through his thoughts, Xie Zhongju couldn't help looking at the rice paper in Hou Balin's hand, thinking of the scene where Fang Yiai wrote two poems in front of the desk.
"Not good! According to Fang Jun's temperament, although the first doggerel has some inappropriate points, the second one will definitely reverse the disadvantage, right?!"
Thinking of this, Xie Zhongju was speechless secretly, and a trace of sympathy flashed in his eyes looking at Changsun Dan.
After waving the brush, the elder Sun Dan put down the brush and motioned his younger brother Sun Run to recite the poem like Hou Balin.
After being signaled by his elder brother, Changsun Run let out a sinister smile, picked up the rice paper, straightened his throat, and began to read the poems written by Changsun Dan aloud.
"The space between the black and white two sons seems to be holding a symbol of bravery. The victory and defeat of military strategists is a common thing. Let's see the future in the future."
After reciting a poem, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, with expressions of approval on their faces.
Although Changsun Dan's poem is a bit mediocre, it is a bit better than Fang Yiai's previous limericks. If he is calm now, the poem will probably be more colorful.
Seeing everyone nodding in approval, most of the depression in Changsun Dan's chest disappeared, and he looked at Fang Yiai with a sneer on his face, his eyes were full of complacency.
Although the students of the Imperial College admired the talent of "He Zudao", they evaluated the literati affairs with a fair attitude.
"Although the son of the eldest grandson is a maniac, his poems are quite good. I think doggerel is obviously better."
"Yeah, it's always because the old injury of the leader of the list is healed, and the hands-on talk exhausted his mind, so that's why he was exhausted for a while, right?"
"Today's hand-talking leader thinks that our Guozijian students have won the round. The poems about plums in Chang'an wine shop are at the top of the poems. I think everyone should not be too rigid."
Listening to the people talking about each other, the smile on Changsun Dan's face became more intense. In his opinion, although he was defeated on the chessboard before, but now he can beat him in the poems where he has become famous. It can be regarded as a fairly well-rounded round.
Seeing the sudden change in the conversation, Fang Yiai was a little displeased, and just wanted Hou Balin to recite the second verse, but was dispelled by a loud shout.
Hou Balin heard everyone's comments, and couldn't help complaining loudly for Fang Yiai, "You bastards, why are you so unsteady in your stance? Isn't it just to compare poems? My elder brother just wrote two poems, and I haven't read a chapter! Listen up!"
When the words fell, Changsun Dan, Xie Zhongju, and Lin Xiuwen's faces were full of horror, and the students who were discussing heard that "He Zudao" had poems, so they couldn't help but shut their mouths and listened quietly.
(End of this chapter)
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