Chapter 188

Zhang Wenwen is not from Chang'an. He came to join his uncle Xun Guogong Zhang Liang in the early years, and only then settled down in Chang'an City.

Because he passed the Zhongjie Yuan in the previous provincial examination, Zhang Liang regarded him as his own flesh and blood in recent years, and carefully cultivated him. Over the limelight.

Now that everyone is looking for He Zudao's bad luck, Zhang Wen, who has always been worried about being suppressed in the limelight, will naturally not miss this god-given opportunity.

Because of the drunkenness and the fact that he had met Du Ruhui once, Zhang Wen stepped forward and took the lead in clamoring to trouble Fang Yiai.

With Zhang Wen leading the way, everyone had confidence in their hearts. After sorting out their clothes, under the leadership of Zhang Wen, the mighty Chaofang Yiai walked over to the elegant room where the four people were.

Seeing the drunken literati getting excited, Sun Jin, the promoter of all this, beamed with joy, stood on the spot and nodded softly, "He Zudao, even if it doesn't make you lose face today, it will never make you happy. "

At the thought of coming with Fang Yiai, Qin Jingniang, who was dressed in white clothes better than snow, and her eldest grandson Jin's eyes were full of sternness and greed, and she touched her chin with a smirk, "As for Qin Jingniang...you just wait for me to go to Qin's mansion, little lady." Dowry!"

After mumbling, Changsun Jin didn't stay for long, but took advantage of the time when the literati were rushing to hunt down Fang Yiai, and quietly slipped out of Wufeng Tower.

In the private room, after drinking two cups with Du Ruhui, Fang Yi's heart fell to the ground temporarily.

Respectfully inviting Du Ruhui back to his seat, Fang Yiai cupped his hands and said, "But how did uncle find out the identity of my nephew?"

"Nephew, is this old man capable of knowing people... but it's still a bit better."

As he said that, Du Ruhui sipped his drink lightly, and said proudly: "Before, when my nephew heard that Brother Xuanling was coming, I hurriedly changed seats and left the table. The suspicion in my heart is even heavier. I have seen my nephew walking, talking and behaving exactly like Brother Xuanling along the way, so I made a rash guess in a daze, but I was fooled by the old man."

After listening to Du Ruhui's narration, Fang Yiai secretly admired his observation ability, and said from the bottom of her heart: "I am indeed worthy of being a generation of sages, who can see everything clearly when looking at people and things, but I thought the ancients were too simple."

"Uncle, I hope you don't tell Dad about my nephew's alias, or I'm afraid of him..."

In the middle of speaking, Fang Yiai's worried expression was fully revealed, without words, but his expression could convey to Du Ruhui what he was thinking.

"Okay, this old man will never mention the slightest thing to others. My nephew just prepare for the exam with peace of mind."

With that said, Du Ruhui picked up the wine glass again and drank with Fang Yiai, Xie Zhongju, and Qin Jingniang.

Seeing Du Ruhui's promise, Xie Zhongju's tense nerves were relieved. Although the worries in her heart were dispelled, a brand new question was placed in front of her, "Fang Jun has already met Hu Guogong, E Guogong, Lu Guogong and others. If you are on good terms with Du Cheng, I am afraid that the day the alias is exposed, you will inevitably be suspected by Long Live."

Xie Zhongju was thinking, Qin Jingniang, who thought she was a woman, changed her body and stood up, picked up the jug, and poured water and wine for Du Ruhui and Fang Yiai in a decent manner.

Seeing that Qin Jingniang was dressed in white and she was born out of the world, Du Ruhui stroked her beard and asked Fang Yiai: "Huh? Nephew, who is this girl?"

Hearing Du Ruhui's question, Fang Yi'ai simply stopped concealing it, otherwise Qin Jingniang's heart would be hurt in the end if he continued to shirk like this.

"She is Marshal Qin's daughter...my nephew's..." In the middle of speaking, Fang Yi gave Xie Zhongju a worried look, and seeing that his expression was normal, he couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Fang Yi's love stopped abruptly, Qin Jingniang shyly looked at her sweetheart with eyes full of anticipation.

After a slight pause, Fang Yiai said: "My nephew's clumsiness."

"Oh? So it's Shubao's daughter, so you should call me uncle after all."

Hearing Du Ruhui's words, Qin Jingniang bowed her head and timidly called "Uncle".

After paying back the salute to Qin Jingniang, Du Ruhui finally came to his senses, looked at Fang Yiai, and said with surprise, "Yiai, what are you talking about? Your clumsy one?!"

"That's right, Jingniang and I have already made a private decision for life." Fang Yiai was well aware of the difficulties she would face in marrying Qin Jingniang, but under the embarrassment, she could only ask knowingly, "Why is uncle like this?"

Du Ruhui is very open-minded and does not object to Fang Yiai's taking a concubine. However, thinking of the suspicion that the son of the prime minister and the daughter of the marshal will suffer, Du Ruhui could only politely say: "The road ahead will be long and difficult. Be more careful!"

After comprehending Du Ruhui's thoughts, Fang Yiai stood up and bowed, and said very respectfully: "Yes, my uncle's teachings will be kept in mind by my nephew."

After finishing speaking, Du Ruhui signaled Fang Yiai and Qin Jingniang to sit back in their original seats, and put on a relaxed face, saying: "Today, I am the host, and I invite my nephew, niece, and brother Xie to have a few glasses of water and wine. The dishes are almost cooling down, so move your chopsticks quickly."

As the voice fell, Du Ruhui, who was an elder, picked up the pair of chopsticks first, and was about to pick up vegetables and chopsticks, but was disturbed by the sudden opening of the door.

Pushing open the door, Zhang Wen in a red robe entered first, followed by a group of literati. They stood side by side in front of the private room, looking at Du Ruhui with respect and caution.

Du Ruhui, who was about to have a heart-to-heart chat with Fang Yiai, felt a little disappointed when he saw a scholar rushing in. He put down his chopsticks, stood up and greeted Zhang Wen and others.

Fang Yiai stood up following Du Ruhui, followed by Qin Jingniang and Xie Zhongju. The three of them looked at Zhang Wen and the others, who had no idea where they came from, and were completely puzzled.

Looking at Zhang Wen and the others standing in front of the door, Du Ruhui stroked his beard and asked, "Masters, who are you?"

"Prime Minister Du."

After everyone saluted Du Ruhui in unison, they turned their eyes to Zhang Wen, the leader.

Facing everyone's eyes, Zhang Wen felt that he had become the leader of the literati. He took a step forward with the courage of drinking, cupped his hands and said to Du Ruhui: "Prime Minister Du, the student is the nephew of Duke Xun. Brother Nian is here to visit the prime minister."

Du Ruhui and Zhang Liang were old acquaintances, and Zhang Wen had also heard about Zhang Wende's Zhongjie Yuan, so after looking at it for a while, he had a slight impression of him.

After recalling Zhang Wen's identity, Du Ruhui asked with a smile: "Oh, so it's Zhang Jieyuan, how is Duke Xun?"

Although he drank a lot of water and wine, Zhang Wen didn't dare to be presumptuous in the face of Du Ruhui, the leader of civil servants and a generation of virtuous ministers.

After exchanging a few words with the literati as usual, seeing that they had no intention of retreating, Du Ruhui, who didn't understand, asked, "Is there anything else you want?"

Seeing Du Ruhui's question, everyone, together with Zhang Wen, turned their eyes to Fang Yiai.

After noticing the slightly hostile gazes from everyone, Fang Yi's heart trembled slightly, and he murmured, "Why are they looking at me like that? Could it be that I did something wrong when I went upstairs just now? It seems like I didn't?"

Just when Fang Yiai was surprised, Zhang Wen, who was elected as the "leading brother", cleared his throat, and said to Du Ruhui, "Prime Minister Du, we have heard about the number one name for a long time, and today coincides with the Dragon Lantern Festival, so the students want to Experience the talent of the top of the list."

Knowing the intentions of Zhang Wen and the others, Du Ruhui, who considers himself Fang Yiai's half-teacher, nodded with a smile, turned to Fang Yiai and said, "Zudao, the young masters have come to talk to you about literature and ink, why don't you hurry up and pay respects?"

After finishing speaking, Du Ruhui walked back to the banquet slowly, and at the same time motioned for Qin Jingniang and Xie Zhongju to sit down, holding a teacup, and looked at Fang Yiai, half-disciple Jiaxian nephew, with a smile.

Reminded by Du Ruhui, Fang Yiai paced forward, stood beside Du Ruhui, and cupped his hands at Zhang Wen and others.

Looking carefully at Fang Yi'ai, seeing that she was wearing a soap robe, with a face like a crown of jade and a jade tree facing the wind, Zhang Wen sighed to himself, and the jealousy in his heart quietly increased a little.

Driven by jealousy, Zhang Wen changed the expression he had faced Du Ruhui before, and asked with a cold face: "I would venture to ask, who did He Bangshou learn from in his early years?"

"Huh?" Fang Yiai was confused by Zhang Wen's unreasonable words, and without thinking, she opened her mouth and said: "In the early years? Before the student came to Chang'an, he studied with an incognito expert, but Thinking about it, his old man has passed away."

The words that Fang Yiai originally used to prevaricate happened to coincide with the lie fabricated by Zhang Sunjin before.

Knowing that "He Zudao" had really studied writing and ink with the old man in the mountains, everyone in Zhang Wen snorted softly, with contempt and contempt fully revealed between their brows.

Seeing the strange expressions of the people, Fang Yi felt extremely displeased, thinking, "Didn't they come here specially to find fault?"

Thinking of this, Fang Yiai secretly smoothed his thoughts, preparing for the next brilliant move by Zhang Wen and others.

However, Zhang Wen and the others were bewitched by Changsun Jin, and they decided in their hearts that "He Zudao" was a person who picked up people's teeth, deceived the world and stole the name. At this moment, their arrogant minds in the past gradually swelled up, and they all planned to use poems and songs to test and ridicule this Ru A fake "Wen Chao Gong"!
(End of this chapter)

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