Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 196 Gao Yang Climbs the Tower (1)

Rolling down the stairs, Zhang Wen bared his teeth in pain, and while he was gasping for air, he suddenly heard such a novel remark as "Flying Pigs Outside the Sky".

Seeing that he was being called a beast, Zhang Wen suddenly became furious, and he stood up with great pain.

"Tianwai Flying Pig? You said Ben Jieyuan..."

Standing up and talking halfway, after seeing the appearance of the girl in green clothes, Zhang Wen immediately closed his mouth, endured his body that was about to fall apart, and gritted his teeth to look like a handsome young man.

"This lady invites you." He cupped his hands and said hello to the girl in green. Zhang Wen smoothed the hair on his shoulders in spite of his busy schedule, with a narcissistic expression on his face.

Looking at Zhang Wen, the girl in green spat softly, and murmured: "Cut, why is it so elegant when you fall with a bruised nose and a swollen face? I don't know how many times worse than He Zudao!"

After finishing speaking, the girl ignored Zhang Wen and walked towards the stairs, busy watching "He Zudao".

After the girl left, the old man in red who was walking with him shook his head and muttered, "What's wrong with the children now? Why don't they have any self-knowledge."

After listening to the evaluation of himself by the girl in green and the old man in red, Zhang Wen, who was already ashamed, suddenly became angry, and fell to the ground with a strange cry and passed out.

Going up the stairs, the girl in green originally wanted to go to the second floor, but the second floor was crowded with people. Out of the dogma that "men and women should not get along with each other", she didn't want to use the "loach body technique" to squeeze through the crowd like Xiao Er. Come and squeeze.

Seeing that she couldn't climb up to the second floor, the girl in green pouted and said to the old man in red behind her, "Boss Wang, how can this be good?"

The old man in red seemed to be very afraid of the girl. Hearing the slightly complaining question, he bowed and responded repeatedly: "Waiting for the old slave to go and take care of it, princess... don't worry, miss."

"Hurry up, it's hard to come out today, I still want to visit my father-in-law and mother-in-law!"

After complaining a few times, the girl in green leaned on the railing and looked at the bright moon outside the window, not knowing what else to think.

After receiving the order, the old man in red hurriedly walked to the counter, cupped his hands to the shopkeeper and said, "Shopkeeper, our lady wants to see you on the second floor, so why can't you help me?"

The shopkeeper of Wufenglou was immersed in the dream of making a fortune by "poems on wine written on white silk" to attract Chang'an testers, when his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the old man in red, who raised his hand and said angrily: "These testers are all crazy right now. Well, it’s not easy for the small ones to let them get out of the way.”

While the two were talking, three old men dressed in brocade walked into the Wufeng Tower side by side, and looked at the second floor with joy in their eyes.

"He Bangshou wrote a poem while drunk. I think the thin gold body must have a special flavor after being drunk."

"That's right, if you taste a cup of wine and inscribe a poem, only He Bangtou has such a great talent in the world today."

"Okay, okay. Suiliang, Shinan, stop thinking about it, go up and take a look and you'll know!"

The three old men who praised Fang Yiai's calligraphy were none other than the famous "Zhenguan Sankai", Ouyang Xun, Yu Shinan, and Chu Suiliang.

"Yes, let's go! Go up quickly!"

The three muttered a few words and strode up the stairs. Before they had time to enter the crowd, some sharp-eyed people recognized the identities of the three and gave way respectfully. .

Seeing someone give way, the green-clothed girl chuckled and stepped forward quickly, preparing to follow the three of them up to the second floor.

But before she could follow in the footsteps of Zhenguan Sankai, the passers-by stood back to their original places one after another, and missed this great opportunity.

Seeing that her way was blocked, the girl in green stomped her feet angrily, and cursed at the old man in red: "Huh! It's all because of the king's way. He has a good Luanjia and won't let me sit, but he came up with a bad idea of ​​going on tour in plain clothes!"

On the second floor, after ridiculing and humiliating Zhang Wen, Fang Yiai was in a good mood. After thanking the audience, she turned around, picked up a glass of water and wine, and stopped writing to look at it.

The wine in the cup is clear and red, and it smells fruity, just like modern fruit wine.

Looking at the water and wine in the cup, Fang Yiai, the "Wen Chaogong", once again encountered a problem. He who only knows how to drink alcohol, how could he recognize such a strange wine, "Well, what is this?"

"Number one, this is Nurhong soaked in plums." Seeing that "He Zudao" frowned slightly, the little Er who was holding the wine tray understood, and softly told Fang Yiai the name of the wine.

"Daughter is red?"

Knowing the type of water and wine, Fang Yi'ai had mixed feelings, raised his head and swallowed the wine, and in an instant, the images of Gao Yang, Li Lizhi, and Qin Jingniang flashed in his mind one after another, needless to say the lovesickness.

In the midst of emotion, Fang Yiai's "wenchao" gushed like a spring, holding a pen in her hand, and flicked it on the newly acquired white silk to her heart's content.

"When we meet, it is difficult to say goodbye, and the east wind is powerless to leave a hundred flowers.

When the silkworm is dead, the silk will be exhausted, and the torch will turn into gray and tears will begin to dry.

Xiao Jing, but the clouds change, Ye Yin should feel the moonlight cold.

There is no way to go to Pengshan, and the blue bird is kind enough to visit. "

After the poem was recited, Fang Yiai sighed with his hands behind his back, affected by the artistic conception of Li Shangyin's untitled poem, he felt more and more guilty towards his wife, younger brother, and Jingniang. Hidden secrets.

The surrounding audience didn't know Fang Yiai's state of mind at this time, and they couldn't help being a little surprised when they saw that Fang Yiai should write in regular script, and they all stared and watched carefully.

"Ah, the regular script at the top of the list is also so exquisite, it must be from childhood skills?"

"Ah, ah, ah, ah."

"I said brother, what's the matter with you being burned? Such strange screams are so frightening!"

"It wasn't me who made the strange noise. Brother, please take a look. The regular script at the top of the list is really up-and-coming, well-regulated, with rhythm and rhythm, and every word is perfect. I admire it very much, little brother."

Not only were everyone surprised by "He Zudao"'s regular script skills, even Du Ruhui, who was used to seeing the handwriting of many great Confucians, was also a little surprised.

"Yi Ai's regular script has the charm of the two kings, but it contains the brushwork of Ouyang Xun, Yu Shinan, and Chu Suiliang. Could it be that he has mastered the calligraphy of the three in a short period of time?!"

Looking at the white silk in the distance, Xie Zhongju's eyes were cloudy and cloudy, thinking to himself, "Fang Jun's regular script is so good, why did he boast and boast to me in Chu Suiliang's mansion that day? Could it be that he was deliberately humble?"

Qin Jingniang, who is not like the audience, does not know calligraphy. Although she can't understand the method, her intuitive feeling is extremely sensitive. It is better to persuade He Lang more to use regular script instead."

After a brief moment of emotion, Fang Yiai came back to his senses, turned around to look at the witnesses, cupped his hands and said, "Young brothers, in the next moment, I have a lot of problems with my regular script, I hope you can forgive me."

As soon as Fang Yiai's humble words came out, everyone bowed their hands in return, and their affection for "He Zudao" immediately rose to a higher level.

"Why is the leader of the list so humble and polite, how can he be angry with his mentor, Prime Minister Fang? It must be a lie deliberately fabricated by that thief, Changsun Jin!"

"That's right. The day before yesterday, He Bangshou masked his face and visited Prime Minister Fang's office to see a doctor, in order to avoid suspicion in future competitions."

"Hmph, the eldest grandson's family has always been domineering, and it's not impossible to come to the top of the rogue list because of the eldest princess' resignation!"

When everyone was discussing, Zhenguan Sankai walked to the second floor, looking at the regular script handwriting on the white silk, he couldn't help muttering.

"The regular script at the top of the list, how can there be shadows of the old man's brushwork in it?"

"Huh? Why is the writing at the top of the list somewhat similar to the old man's writing?"

"Yeah, why at first glance at He Bang's first regular script, you seem to see your own shadow?"

Bowing their heads and murmuring a few times, the three of them exchanged glances, brows filled with joy.

"The top of the list borrowed from the brushwork of the three of you and me?!"

Zhenguan sankai didn't know it, but he was happy and happy, savoring the poems written by Fang Yiai carefully, and immediately praised him, the joy on his cheeks became even more intense.

There was endless applause on the second floor, but the girl in green standing on the stairs on the first floor was bored to death.

Seeing the old man in red chatting endlessly with the shopkeeper of Wufenglou, the girl in green with black eyebrows gathered, walked quickly to the counter, stretched out her hand to push the old man away, and said, "Wang Youdao! Get out of the way!"

After scolding Wang Youdao, the woman in Luyi Shan slapped the counter, angrily said to the shopkeeper of Wufenglou: "I am Gao Yang..."

In the middle of the conversation, Gao Yang thought of Jun'er who had persuaded her to keep a low profile, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, and then he used the cover that Li Lizhi had used before, and moved out the poor Hejian County King Li Xiaogong.

"This princess is the daughter of Hejian County King, hurry up and find a way to bring this princess to the second floor to meet He Zudao, or I will ask my father to demolish your Wufeng Tower!"

As soon as Gao Yang's words came out, the shopkeeper of Wufenglou trembled in fright, and nodded his head, "Yes, yes, the princess wait a moment, and I will arrange for the princess to watch He Bangshou write a poem!"

(End of this chapter)