Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 155
Seeing the always gentle Du Weng with an eager face and fast speaking, the chess players were a little surprised, and they all fell silent, stroking their beards and looking at Fang Yiai.

Facing the attention of everyone, Fang Yiai was extremely embarrassed, and wanted to retract the wrist held by Du Weng, but was afraid that his action would offend the old man, so she had no choice but to secretly think of a way to smooth things over.

"To kill someone, you have to put a knife in your throat. I am a man of learning. You should use your strength from the heart, and it will naturally shine brightly."

After murmuring a few words, Du Weng looked at Fang Yiai and asked again: "Brother, where did you hear this sentence?"

Du Weng's words came out, and the suspicious chess players responded in unison.

"Baby, could this sentence be your inner voice?"

"No way? This kid is only in his early twenties, how can he express such profound insights?"

"Hey, doll! Tell the truth, otherwise you won't be able to get out of Lan Ke's house!"

Seeing everyone asking in unison, Fang Yiai was secretly stunned, how could he have thought that a momentary "Wen Chao Gong possessed his body" would elicit such a big reaction from these old men!
While Fang Yiai was hesitating, Xie Zhongju, who was watching from the sidelines, saw that he was going to be deflated, so he turned to answer: "Brother Nian, why are you so tall!"

As he spoke, Xie Zhongju walked to the center of the crowd, pretending to be slightly angry, and accused Fang Yiai: "This is clearly what He Bangshou said in the Imperial College the day before yesterday, why did you secretly write it down?"

After silently winking at Fang Yiai, Xie Zhongju continued: "Could it be that you want to take this sentence for yourself and show off your talents in front of all the old gentlemen?"

Received Xie Zhongju's wink, Fang Yi's heart turned sharply, he pretended to be deflated and looked at the crowd, sighed lightly, and said: "What my brother said is, this sentence is actually what He Bangshou said in the school the day before yesterday, the students are just Let’s just remember it together.”

Seeing Fang Yiai's embarrassing expression, the chess players snorted coldly and reprimanded them one after another:
"You are so dishonest, you are so good-natured, no wonder your chess moves are so cunning!"

"That's right, it's because you are the same sex, this little brother is upright, or the old man was almost deceived by you."

"This kid has a smooth heart. I don't think he came here to play chess. Could it be that he's just a sneaky guy?"

Hearing the comments of the old people about her, Fang Yiai smiled wryly, and whispered softly: "I didn't say that word, you old men don't wait for me to finish..."

In the middle of speaking, Fang Yiai was interrupted by Du Weng.

Du Weng clasped Fang Yiai's wrist, looked up and down with a pair of wise eyes, and asked with doubts: "Brother, what words and sentences you just said are really what you said?"

"To tell you the truth, this sentence is really what He Bangshou said." Seeing Du Weng's suspicious face, Fang Yiai simply raised his hand and swore to Tianming: "Student swear, this sentence is absolutely true from He Bangshou's mouth !"

After finishing speaking, Fang Yiai dropped her palm and thought to herself, "Anyway, I'm nothing, I swear that nothing will happen to me, right?"

Seeing that Fang Yiai's expression did not seem to be fake, Du Weng nodded hesitantly between his brows, and then hesitantly let go of Fang Yiai's wrist.

Hearing Fang Yiai's swear words, the old man who played chess with him before "took the opportunity to take revenge", pointed at Fang Yiai and said, "You are too hypocritical, you must be a cheater when you grow up in the future!"

After finishing speaking, the old man sitting opposite him grabbed Xie Zhongju's wrist, and said with a smile: "This little brother is sincere and sincere. I don't know if this little brother can talk with hands? Play a game of chess with this old man?"

Although words helped Fang Yiai tide over the difficulties, Xie Zhongju was still shocked by what he said before.

At this moment, Xie Zhongju couldn't help being startled when the old man sitting opposite suddenly grabbed his wrist. After calming down a little, he very naturally moved the old man's palm away, cupped his hands and said, "Such a student is disrespectful."

Recalling that Fang Yiai went out to relax today, Xie Zhongju was not afraid of delaying his studies. After answering the question, he slowly sat at the chess table and started playing chess with the old man.

Seeing that the chess game started again, the chess players refocused their attention on the chessboard, and ignored Fang Yiai, a false "driller"!
"Hey, haha!" Seeing everyone commenting on her word "drilling", Fang Yiai laughed secretly, and said in her heart: "Old men who have eyes but don't know gold and jade! Old Master Wang Yangming has not yet been born, and there is no cinnabar red soil in the world. For the most precious, so what if I force this famous saying of the mind to my body!"

After spitting a few words behind his back, seeing Xie Zhongju talking with the old man, Fang Yiai, who felt bored, flicked his sleeves lightly, turned around and started strolling around in the chess hall.

Du Weng stood aside, looked at Fang Yiai who was pacing casually, frowned slightly, and thought to himself, "This son just said those shocking words, with a normal and relaxed expression on his face, it doesn't seem like he's a high-ranking, self-indulgent person." But how could he push this good thing to He Zudao?"

Puzzled, Du Weng stroked his beard and looked at Fang Yi'ai carefully, and murmured: "This son is calm in the face of his duties, and he has found a different way to play chess. I think he is not like an ordinary person."

Seeing Fang Yiai looking around at the decorations in the chess hall, the corners of Du Weng's mouth turned up slightly, and he turned around and sat in the teahouse, holding a lamp and silently watching Fang Yiai's every move.

In his previous life, Fang Yiai majored in Chinese language and had an inexplicable love for antiques. In his previous life, he could only go to museums or watch the authentic antiques from the early Tang Dynasty on TV. Now he suddenly sees all kinds of decorations in the chess hall. , I couldn't help but yearn for it, standing in front of the Bogu rack and looking left and right, during the period, I would hold it in my hand while everyone was not paying attention, and looked at it carefully, looking like a habitual criminal of petty theft.

"My God, celadon sheep from the Western Jin Dynasty? A bear-shaped celadon lamp? Ancient mutton fat jade inkstone with chilong pattern?"

The Lanke Chess Hall was originally a place where high scholars, great scholars and Guitian officials gathered. Due to the prominent status of chess players, ordinary students and officials would not easily come here to play chess, so there are so many chess players in the chess hall. Even the wooden stalls and copper bells were not placed in the precious study room.

Looking at the large number of ancient relics on the shelf, Fang Yiai was very surprised. At first, she timidly touched them secretly, but seeing that everyone was watching the chess game, Fang Yiai gradually became more courageous. Unexpectedly, he swaggered and held the study room in his hand, looking at the details from left to right, up and down.

Just when Fang Yi's love was on the rise, the old man in white saw that Fang Yi's eyes were shining brightly, and seeing that the Chinese house in his hand was about to flow out, he couldn't help but mistakenly thought that this "driller" was planning to take the sheep.

The old man in white was obviously the owner of the Lanke Chess House. Seeing Fang Yiai's "wolf" appearance, he couldn't help feeling disgusted, and shouted loudly: "Hey! Why are your baby's hands and feet so dirty, put it down quickly!"

After being reprimanded by the old man, Fang Yiai hurriedly put the study back on the shelf with both hands, then stood in the center of the hall and looked around, clearly looking as if someone had been caught.

"If it weren't for the sake of this little brother coming with you, this old man will definitely throw you out!"

After scolding Fang Yiai, the old man in white picked up a cup of fragrant tea and continued to watch the chess game.

Seeing that Fang Yiai was deflated, the corners of Du Weng's mouth rose slightly, thinking, "Although this son is a little familiar, his behavior is quite cautious. Judging from the way he observes the study room carefully, he looks like a well-informed man." Test son. Could it be that his family is a nobleman of the dynasty? Or is he the son of a great Confucianist?"

After being reprimanded by the old man in white, Fang Yiai was embarrassed for a while, seeing a few old men watching the chess game with great interest, she wanted to go up to give Xie Zhongju a few moves, but she was also afraid of being reprimanded by these old men, helpless Under the circumstances, he had no choice but to stay where he was, whether he was going or not.

"This little eunuch is very enthusiastic about playing chess. If I just leave without saying a word, he will lose his temper if he can't find me later? Can I bear it when I write a book?"

After dispelling the idea of ​​leaving in her heart, Fang Yiai looked around, and then fixed her eyes on the Guqin placed on the desk.

"Think about these old men who don't know gold and jade, say that my chess moves are obscene and cunning, and talk about how insignificant chess moves are and how superb they are. They really lived a great age for nothing!"

Looking at the guqin on the desk, thinking of the old men's evaluation of her before, Fang Yiai couldn't help but feel that "a bosom friend is hard to find in Gao'an flowing water".

Seeing the white-clothed old man holding a cup and smirking at the chessboard, Fang Yi'ai rolled her eyes, walked to the desk with small steps like a thief, and sat on the wooden chair.

Looking around, the whole body of the guqin on the desk is pitch-black, but there is a faint redness in the black, and the lines should be made of paulownia wood.

After looking at the texture of the Qing Guqin, Fang Yiai murmured: "Huh? A Tongmuqin with a burnt chest? Could it be that it was made intentionally to imitate Cai Yong's Jiaoweiqin?"

Stretching out his hand to caress the Yaoqin, thinking that he would be able to touch the ancient Tangqin with his own hands in his lifetime, Fang Yi Ai was overwhelmed with emotion, and couldn't help but pluck the strings with his fingers.

"clang"

A deep sound of the piano sounded, and Du Weng, who was holding a cup of tea, frowned slightly, narrowed his eyes, and looked carefully at Fang Yiai, who was holding the Yaoqin.

Hearing the sound of the qin, the old man in white turned around and saw Fang Yiai sitting in front of the desk trying to play the qin, he was immediately displeased, "Eh? How can you doll move the old man's scorched tail..."

"Den"

Before the words were finished, the sound of the piano sounded again. This time, everyone turned their heads to wait and see, and the chess game was suspended.

Seeing Fang Yiai holding the Yaoqin, an old man frowned and said, "Why is this kid so rude, how dare he play Cai Bochi's..."

In the middle of speaking, the old man's words stopped abruptly, and his eyes were full of disbelief when he looked at Fang Yi'ai!

"Could this baby be a piano master?!"

After Fang Yiai tried the timbre of the guqin, her ten fingers moved quickly, and she actually played the qin music she had heard in her previous life intoxicated.

The sound of the qin is as clear as splashing jade, trembling like a dragon's chant, and the seven strings sing in unison. The sound of the qin is like pearls falling on a jade plate.

(End of this chapter)