Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 190 Drunk Wenchao Gong
Fang Yiai shouted loudly, everyone was startled, they all froze in place, looking at him.

Looking directly at Xie Yuan and Zhang Wen, Fang Yiai burned her temples angrily, and said in a cold voice: "Zhang Jieyuan, I am a little deaf, please repeat what I said earlier."

Zhang Wen never thought that "He Zudao" would have such a big reaction. In horror, thinking of his experience of bloody battles against Turkic bandits, this talented Zhang Jieyuan was speechless in place.

Seeing Fang Yiai's angry face, Du Ruhui, Qin Jingniang, and Xie Zhongju couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat.

Everyone has heard about the story of "He Zudao" Xue Ye killing the Turkic thief. If this son-in-law did it out of alcohol, next year's day might be Zhang Wen's anniversary.

Looking at Fang Yiai, Xie Zhongju hesitated whether he should speak out to persuade him or not. After all, if the top of the list of commoners hurts people in the street, it would be a bit bad to spread the influence.

Qin Jingniang had seen the horrifying scene of Fang Yiai killing Ashina Tulu in an instant on the moon-watching platform, and was worried that Xinlang would be impulsive, so Qin Jingniang couldn't help getting up and gently grasping the palm of her sweetheart.

Gently pinching Fang Yiai's palm, Qin Jingniang whispered in a low voice: "He Lang, Uncle Du treated you and me kindly today, don't get angry."

Listening to Qin Jingniang's soft whisper, Fang Yiai's angry heart calmed down a little, forced a smile, and said to the beautiful woman, "Okay, I'll listen to Jingniang."

After finishing speaking, Fang Yiai slowly broke free from Qin Jingniang's palm, walked slowly to Zhang Wen, cupped her hands and asked, "Zhang Jieyuan, what do you mean by relying on Princess Changle to become a noble?"

Seeing that Fang Yiai's face was livid, Du Ruhui was worried, and warned, "Zudao, today you and my teacher and student will drink together, don't be angry with others!"

"Yes, teacher, please don't worry." After turning around and saluting Du Ruhui, Fang Yiai looked at Zhang Wen, with murderous intent in her clear eyes, as if she might strike at any time.

Zhang Wen came from a humble background. In recent years, relying on Duke Xun Zhang Liang, he has gained some power, but those powers supported him to be a dominator. At this moment, facing Fang Yiai's angry stare, it was obviously not enough.

Horrified, Zhang Wen reckoned that Fang Yiai was angered, and thought to himself: "His uncle is Hu Guogong, and my uncle is Xun Guogong. Although the power behind them is not much different, He Zudao was recently promoted by Long Live. If Cilongyi and Yuma beat me up in anger..."

Thinking clearly about the pros and cons, Zhang Wen obediently closed his mouth and looked at the roof, as if he had never heard Fang Yiai's questioning.

The literati who came with Zhang Wen saw that Zhang Jieyuan, who was majestic and majestic before, was discouraged at this moment, and asked curiously.

"Zhang Jieyuan? Zhang Jieyuan? What's wrong with you?"

"Could it be that Zhang Jieyuan was drunk?"

During the speech, the literati saw that Zhang Wen kept silent, and the examiners who originally planned to let him test his "He Zudao" talent suddenly shook their heads and sighed.

Zhang Wen was in a daze when he suddenly heard a sigh coming from his ear, his body trembled, and he thought to himself: "If I am scared away by He Zudao like this, what face will I have in the Chang'an test circle in the future? Isn't Yuan's reputation going to be discarded in vain?!"

Zhang Wen, who had reached the sky in one step, cherished his reputation very much. Seeing the disappointment on the faces of everyone in the company, he couldn't help but slammed into it, and used his alcohol to brace up his courage.

"Princess Changle and Young Master Changsun have made a marriage contract. Everyone in Chang'an City knows about this matter. Why should the number one ask?"

After daring to say something, Zhang Wen was afraid of losing his momentum, and continued to add: "It is not a gentleman's action to seize love with a knife!"

As soon as this remark came out, the peer examiner looked at each other in dismay, and there was a look of admiration in Zhang Wen's eyes.

"Winning love with a knife? The eldest princess is a golden branch and a jade leaf. How can I control the divorce?"

As she said that, Fang Yiai snorted coldly, cupped her hands and said to the crowd: "Although I am not talented, but the name of the top of the list is learned with real talents, what are you talking about relying on Princess Changle to become famous?"

Fang Yiai spoke in an orderly manner, first praised Li Lizhi, and then brought out her true talents and learning, Zhang Wen was speechless after some remarks, and cowardice appeared on the face of his peers.

Seeing that the use of Princess Changle as an excuse to humiliate "He Zudao" failed, Zhang Wen quickly changed the subject, and once again focused on the three poems, "Huh, the three poems mentioned at the top of the list are because of your feelings after reading the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Who can testify about this matter? Could it be that your teacher who has passed away said it, and it happened to be heard by some of the top leaders?"

Seeing Zhang Wen holding on to the three poems, Fang Yi felt displeased, and asked: "At this time, Xie Yuan can see it with his own eyes? Hear it with his own ears? Why are you slandering me for nothing!"

"The leader of the list has misunderstood, and the next one is just guessing." After speaking, Zhang Wen was excited again, and murmured: "Today's leader rejected the request of all of our testers. Could it be that Jiang Lang has run out of talent?"

Zhang Wen looked around at his peers, and said with a sullen look on his face, "Or are you looking down on us?"

A group of testers were dragged onto the thief boat by Zhang Wen, and they looked at Fang Yiai, and couldn't help but whisper in their hearts.

"I've heard before that He Zudao once beat Changsun Run and Changsun Chong. I think he must be very arrogant. Could it be that he really looked down on us?"

"Hmph, if He Zudao is so arrogant, he doesn't deserve to be the top of the commoner list!"

"Hey, it's in vain that I have always respected Sudao. I never thought that he, like Changsun Dan, is a narrow-minded and arrogant madman!"

After several thoughts in their hearts, the eyes of everyone looking at Fang Yi'ai changed slightly.

Sensing the difference in everyone's eyes, Du Ruhui was well aware of the sharpness of the examinees' tongues, and thought to himself, "If Fang Jun falls for Zhang Wen's provocative method and disdains the reputation of his brother in the same year, the word "top of the commoner list" may be lost in an instant. Will it disintegrate?"

The one who thought of Du Ruhui was Xie Zhongju who came to assist and monitor Fang Yiai under the secret decree of Empress Changsun.

"If Fang Jun loses the support of the testers all over the world, I am afraid that his true identity will be exposed when he is young, and he will have less worries if he wants to kill him after Long Live!"

Thinking of the important point, Xie Zhong raised his body and cupped his hands and said, "My lord, since all the lords sincerely invite you to compose poems, why don't you write a few lines impromptu? It can also add some fun to everyone."

Seeing the eyes of the testers change, and Fang Yiai who was reminded by Du Ruhui and Xie Yaohuan one after another, his heart changed slightly, and he quickly understood Zhang Wen's "good intentions".

"Okay, so many young brothers." After speaking, Fang Yiai bowed his hands to Zhang Wen and others, and continued: "Young brother has made a fool of yourself."

Zhang Wen never thought that "He Zudao" would be so obedient, so he was astonished, so he had to put on a humble look and said, "Now the second floor has Sichuan brocade and white silk, the top one is going to go?"

"So all the young brothers go first, and after having dinner with my teacher, I will go to find all the young brothers."

After the words fell, Fang Yiai suppressed the displeasure in her heart, and gave Zhang Wen and other examinees a bow, her face was full of respect and humility.

Zhang Wen and the others were usually self-confident about their talents, so they had no experience with Fang Yiai's tricks of "seeing tricks and dismantling tricks".

After seeing off Zhang Wen and others, Fang Yiai sat down slowly, poured herself a glass of water and wine, and drank it with her head raised.

The wine mash in the Tang Dynasty was not distilled, and the alcohol content in it was only seven or eight degrees, and it tasted similar to modern beer.

But even so, Fang Yiai, who was angry in his heart, still got a little angry, sighed in anger, and then recalled the rumors that Xiangcheng and Xiao Rui had seriously injured his wife.

Seeing Fang Yiai's gloomy expression, Du Ruhui thought of the rumors in Chang'an City today, and asked softly, "Nephew, could it be true that the rumors about your family are true?"

"Uncle, Shu'er and I..."

Fang Yiai wanted to explain the truth to Du Ruhui, but because of Xie Zhongju's presence, it was not easy to discuss private royal affairs publicly, so he had no choice but to come up with a compromise.

"Shu'er and I haven't gotten married yet, and Shu'er's guarding the palace is intact."

Hearing that Gaoyang Shougong was intact, the confusion in Du Ruhui's heart disappeared immediately, and he murmured softly, "Someone must have made a slanderous statement, and my nephew should come forward to resolve it earlier. Otherwise, Brother Xuanling will feel bad."

"Okay, uncle taught my nephew to write it down. Uncle, please move your chopsticks."

After responding to Du Ruhui's kind words with something on her mind, Fang Yiai hurriedly ate a few mouthfuls of food, then got up and went to find Zhang Wen and others to write poems.

Seeing Fang Yi'ai got up, Du Ruhui put down her chopsticks and reminded: "Nephew, those testers outside the door are a little jealous of you. If you think about it, you must take precautions later, and don't let them catch you."

Nodding in response, Fang Yiai took a look at Xie Zhongju and Qin Jingniang, with a smile on her lips, and strode out of the private room.

Seeing "He Zudao" coming out of the private room, Zhang Wen had a plan and thought to himself, "If He Zudao is really talented, wouldn't I be deflated when I write poems later? How about...give him a few glasses of water and wine first?"

After making up his mind, Zhang Wen got up and waved to Fang Yiai, and shouted loudly: "He is the leader of the list, please come and have a glass of water and wine! It's not too late to write poetry!"

As soon as this remark came out, those literati on the third floor who didn't know what to do, learned that He Zudao had to be touched, and they all geared up. With the mentality that watching the excitement is not a big deal, they swarmed up and surrounded this room's bereaved love. Wen et al.

Sitting on the table, Zhang Wen took the lead in picking up the wine glass, pretending to be respectful, and toasted Fang Yiai three glasses of water and wine in succession, as if trying to get him drunk.

Although the other testers did not have such a big prejudice against "He Zudao" like Zhang Wen, since ancient times, literati have looked down on each other, and when they seized the opportunity to vent their anger, no one would be left behind, and they all wanted to exchange cups with Fang Yiai He also kept chanting, "Why don't you drink at the top of the list, you look down on the next" and other such words.

Facing the toasts of the crowd, Fang Yiai never refused to come, and secretly activated the Hunyuan Heart Sutra, quietly expelling the alcohol from her body.

After drinking for three rounds, seeing that Fang Yiai had already drank dozens of glasses of water and wine, the corners of Zhang Wen's mouth rose slightly, and he said to himself, "He Zudao, even if you are talented today, you can drink a few catties of water and wine, let's see if you can still write Write thin gold body!"

Although there is genuine energy to dispel the smell of alcohol, it can't quench the near thirst. In an instant, Fang Yiai had already drank twenty or thirty glasses of water and wine, and her originally clear thoughts became blurred at this moment.

After being drunk, Fang Yi'ai, the literary copyist, was so emotional that he couldn't remember any poems from his previous life!
But at this time, Zhang Wen and the others saw that Fang Yi'ai was drunk and dimmed, and immediately carried him down to the second floor, clearly looking like they wanted to embarrass the "No. [-] civilian".

(End of this chapter)