Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 187

Hearing the lies fabricated by Changsun Jin, the literati looked at each other, doubts evident in their eyes.

"He Zudao learned his poems from the old man in the mountains?"

"The poems about plum blossoms, the travels of chivalrous men, and the inscriptions on humble rooms, all of these were copied by him?"

"No way, the thin gold script written by He Zudao is the real thing. I think someone who can write such calligraphy is also excellent in poetry and poetry."

Seeing that everyone was not hooked, Changsun Jin was not in a hurry, and sat in the banquet and said slowly: "I think that He Zudao is only 20 years old, how can he create calligraphy like thin gold body? I heard that He Zudao once wrote calligraphy in the In the countryside, I followed an old man to learn art, and I learned calligraphy and medical skills from him."

Seeing that the elder Sun Jin mentioned the age of "He Zudao", everyone nodded and murmured, and the doubts in their hearts were also dispelled a little.

Taking advantage of the wavering of everyone's minds, Changsun Jin continued: "The poems about plum blossoms, the poems of knights, and the inscriptions of humble rooms, the artistic conception of the three poems is very different. How can you think that you are only in your twenties, how can you have such a thorough life experience?!"

The three famous poems "Ode to Plum", "Xia Ke Xing", and "The Inscription of the Humble Room" were all written by great Confucian scholars throughout the ages. Although Fang Yiai copied them, the meaning of them was not disclosed to everyone. Words, literati could not help but wonder whether these three poems came from the pen of "Bu Yi Bang Shou".

"That's right, these three poems are very different in artistic conception and atmosphere. How can they have such a profound understanding of life when they are only in their early twenties?"

"The poems about plum blossoms express unrecognized talents, the heroic deeds describe boldness and free-spiritedness, and the humble room inscriptions express no distractions and are indifferent to fame and fortune..."

"Brother Nian is right, what do you think about being the same age as you and me, how can you go through these three situations, could it be that he is really a fool?"

Seeing that the literati and scholars were discussing a lot, Changsun Jin was not in a hurry to intensify the conflict, but sat in the banquet and tasted the wine indifferently, waiting for everyone's drunkenness and jealousy to come up, and then completely directed the anger to "what's the point" on the head.

In the private room, the little errand served dishes casually, and under Du Ruhui's order, he even brought a jar of aged Zhuangyuanhong.

When the food and drink were ready, Du Ruhui sat at the table, stroked his beard and looked at Fang Yiai, and murmured: "Nephew, I wonder if it's convenient to talk here?"

As he said that, Du Ruhui glanced at Xie Zhongju and Qin Jingniang respectively, the meaning behind his words was unclear.

Seeing that Du Ruhui was afraid, Fang Yiai cupped his hands and said, "These two know the inside story, uncle... Uncle has something to say, but it's okay to say it."

In the past few days, I have become familiar with Du Weng, and the sudden change of address made Fang Yiai feel a little uncomfortable.

Hearing Fang Yiai's address, Du Ruhui smiled, "Nephew, why did you get admitted to the Imperial College under a false name? Could there be some difficulty in your success?"

Du Ruhui's question was also on Xie Zhongju's and Qin Jingniang's minds. As Fang Yiai's son-in-law and the prime minister's son, it would be easy for her to enter the Imperial Academy, so why would she need to rely on Qin Qiong's connections?

Facing the curious gazes of the three, Fang Yiai was secretly speechless. He couldn't say that he wanted to avoid the cuckold of Monk Bianji, could he?

If this statement comes out, I am afraid that the rumors of Gao Yang's private communication with Bianji will be confirmed!
After thinking about it for a while, Fang Yiai's eyes flickered when she thought that the consort of the Tang Dynasty could only serve as an idle official, and then she made up her mind.

"Presumably, uncle must know that the captain-in-law is just a vain title, and he can't go any further in the end after busying himself around."

In the middle of the sentence, Fang Yiai deliberately made a bitter and bitter expression, raised her head and drank a glass of water and wine, and said, "A man was born between heaven and earth, so what's the point if he can't make contributions and serve the country?"

"Oh?" Du Ruhui never thought that Fang Yi'ai would have such great intentions, he let out a small gasp in surprise, "Could it be that my nephew has great ambitions?"

"If a man is born between heaven and earth, his superiors can't share the worries of long live, and his inferiors can't relieve the sufferings of the common people. Even though he is well-clothed and well-fed all day long, he is nothing more than a living bag!"

With that said, Duke Wenchao fell ill again, got up with a wine cup and said: "Build a heart for the heaven and earth, a life for the living people, inherit the knowledge of the past saints, and bring peace to all generations."

After reading Mr. Hengqu's famous sentence, Fang Yiai drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. Excited, she raised her hand and threw the glass to the corner.

"A man should be like this!"

After finishing speaking, Fang Yiai let out a sigh of relief, and glanced at the results of her pretense quite complacently.

On the other hand, Du Ruhui, Xie Zhongju, and Qin Jingniang, after hearing the impassioned speech of this Wenchao Gong, all of them showed the expressions of fans.

Seeing the surprise and admiration on the faces of the three people, Fang Yiai was a little surprised, and thought to herself, "Could it be that this braggart is exaggerating? Why do they all look at me like this!"

After realizing that she was bored, Fang Yiai's face was full of embarrassment, she sat down at the banquet, and took a brand new wine glass in desperation.

After pouring a glass of wine, seeing that the expressions of the three of them had not changed, Fang Yiai gave an awkward laugh and muttered, "The student lost his temper just now, and I will compensate for the broken wine glass...but I came out in a hurry today... . Jing Niang, do you have any money with you?"

Just as Fang Yiai was secretly deflated, Du Ruhui reacted from ecstasy, blinked hastily, and then raised his hand to pat the table.

"Ah!" Fang Yiai was taken aback by Du Ruhui's actions, most of the wine in the glass in her hand was spilled, and the embarrassment on her face became even stronger.

"Set up your mind for the heaven and the earth, set up your life for the people, set up a legacy for the sages of the past, and create peace for all generations."

After filming the case, Du Ruhui repeated the famous lines of Mr. Hengqu's copy of Fang Yiai's previous essay. After a moment of silence, surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

Du Ruhui stood up, walked quickly to Fang Yiai, grabbed his wrist, and asked, "Nephew, where did you hear these four words?!"

Fang Yiai, the "Wen Chaogong" habitual offender, is not willing to tell the truth. Faced with Du Ruhui's eager inquiry, he naturally took the words of "Mr. Hengqu" onto himself shamelessly, "It's my nephew who expresses his feelings." Yes, uncle, is there something wrong?"

"It's right, it's right, it's perfect!" Du Ruhui looked at Fang Yi'ai, laughed loudly, and said, "Nephew, you are the one who will be the leader of today's conference!"

"Ah?!" Fang Yiai never thought of a famous saying that could make Du Ruhui, who is cautious by nature, say such a remark. Surprised, she murmured, "Couldn't uncle be fooling my nephew?"

"The old man is telling the truth, how can you be fooled?!" Du Ruhui took the wine glass, raised it with both hands and looked at Fang Yi'ai, saying: "This glass of wine is for my nephew's ambition!"

Fang Yiai never thought that Du Ruhui would have such a big reaction, she could only raise the wine cup and drank the water wine with her head full of bewilderment.

After drinking the water and wine, Du Ruhui reached out for the flagon and was about to pour the wine, but was stopped by Fang Yiai.

Fang Yiai is well aware of the reputation of "Fang Mou Du Duan", how dare he exaggerate now and let Du Ruhui pour wine for him, took the jug from Du Ruhui's hand, and said repeatedly: "My nephew pours wine for my uncle, and my younger nephew pours wine for my uncle." liquor."

After waiting for Fang Yiai to fill up the water and wine, Du Ruhui raised his glass and continued, "This glass of wine is for the talents of my nephew!"

"My nephew is ashamed, I am ashamed, I am ashamed." Du Ruhui's evaluation made Fang Yiai overwhelmed, and she quickly lowered her wine glass, wishing she could bend down.

Looking at Du Ruhui and Fang Yiai who were busy drinking together, although Qin Jingniang didn't understand the meaning of the "four sentences", she was attracted by the aura shown by her sweetheart before, and now she rested her chin with her hand and looked at Fang Yiai His eyes are full of admiration.

Xie Zhongju sat in the seat and looked at Fang Yiai carefully. Although the surface was as calm as water, there was already a shocking wave in his heart.

"Fang Jun was cynical and dissolute in the past, but he never thought he would be able to say such words. Thinking about it, I invited him to see him."

Different from Qin Jingniang who doesn't like red makeup and loves armed forces, Xie Zhongju has read poetry and books since childhood. Although he can't be the same as Du Ruhui in his heart, he examines Fang Yiai's thoughts with an attitude of worrying about the country and the people, but he is still taken by him. The words he said moved his mind, and he couldn't help but look at the top of the commoner list and the current son-in-law with admiration for a moment.

While Fang Yiai and Du Ruhui were talking happily, outside the private room, Changsun Jin saw the anger of a group of literati reaching its peak, so he put away the fishhook without haste.

"Brothers, if you don't believe what I say, why don't you just drink with Du Cheng in the private room right now? Why don't we take the opportunity of placing Du Chengxiang to test his talent? As the saying goes, it sounds good. Seeing is believing, so why not you and I test him out?"

Hearing Changsun Jin's words, a group of literati nodded their heads one after another, but since they were visiting Du Ruhui, it was natural to elect a leading literati.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help turning their eyes to Changsun Jin, "Mr. Changsun, may I bother you to lead the big guy to meet Prime Minister Du?"

Changsun Jin and Fang Yiai once met once, but because of "He Zudao"'s literary talents and martial arts, this sinister and tactful tenth son didn't want to get burned. Seeing that everyone unanimously recommended him, he waved his hands repeatedly and said: He Zudao has some contradictions, so we should avoid suspicion in this matter."

Seeing Changsun Jin's prevarication, everyone who wanted to test He Zudao's talent was in trouble, they looked at each other in blank dismay, although they all wanted to get ahead, but outside Changsun Jin, no one knew Du Ruhui, let alone an excuse to visit the private room.

While everyone was sitting on the wax, a literati in a red robe came to the center of the crowd drunkenly, and said loudly: "Today, I will let my younger brother meet the top of the commoner list for a while!"

Seeing the red-robed literati speaking, the corners of Chang Sunjin's mouth rose slightly, and the smug look in his eyes was fleeting. After seeing the red-robed literati's face clearly, all the literati nodded and agreed to his self-recommendation.

Seeing that there was a gun available, Changsun Jin paced in front of the red-robed literati, cupped his hands and said, "It turned out to be Zhang Jieyuan, so there is Brother Lao."

This red-robed literati, who was drunk and drunk, was extremely famous in the circle of Chang'an quizzi, because he was the first place in the last rural examination, Zhang Wen, the Chang'an quizzi who won the prize in the toad palace.

(End of this chapter)