Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 25
After repeatedly confirming Fang Yiai's identity, the old doctor resisted the urge to scold her, and went outside the house to invite Fang Yiai and Hou Balin back.

After the roll call, the old doctor sent the students to review the textbooks by themselves, but he ran to the side to take a nap.

Because it was the first day of enrollment, the Imperial College did not arrange classes. At noon, when the old doctor gave an order, everyone rushed out of the school one after another.

Walking out of the school, Hou Balin followed Fang Yiai's buttocks, and said with a smile, "Brother, shall we go drink?"

Fang Yiai looked at Hou Balin who had half of his face beaten into a pig's head by herself, and felt a little guilty in her heart. Just about to agree to his request, she accidentally saw Li Su walking out of the school alone.

"I still have some things to do today, let's do it tomorrow." After sending Hou Ba Lin away, Fang Yiai walked up to Li Su slowly and said, "My lord, a new batch of wine from the Western Regions has arrived in Chang'an Winery, let's go and taste it." how?"

Li Su, who was walking alone, was in a daze. Hearing Fang Yiai's voice, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Okay."

Walking in the commotion in Chang'an City, Li Su didn't look around, he seemed to be very curious about the things on the street.

Seeing Li Su's every move, Fang Yiai smiled wryly and thought to himself, "Why is this young prince like Gao Yang? It seems that he seldom goes out shopping."

The two came to Chang'an Restaurant, because it was noon, and the lobby on the first floor was already full. Seeing this, Fang Yiai immediately ordered Xiao Er to take them to the private room on the second floor.

Arriving at the second floor, when Xiaoer was busy opening the box, Li Su suddenly said to Fang Yiai: "Brother He, I think the seat by the window is very good, there is no need for the two of us to go to the room and spend money."

Fang Yiai was a little surprised to see this young prince's simple nature. The package Qin Jingniang sent earlier contained more than a dozen ingots of silver, so Fang Yiai was fully capable of renting a room, but seeing that Li Su wanted to sit Watching the street scene by the window, Fang Yiai didn't force her mouth.

Sitting at the empty table by the window, Fang Yiai ordered a few dishes casually, and after asking Xiao Er to bring some wine, he and Li Su sat down and chatted.

"Brother Li, this fine wine from the Western Regions is best served chilled. It's the cold winter of the first lunar month, so it's the best time to taste wine."

As she spoke, Fang Yiai poured wine for Li Su, and then gestured for a drink.

After Li Su took a sip of his water and wine, he said curiously, "I saw my father drink wine when I was in the palace, but I never heard that the wine should be chilled."

Seeing Li Su's utter ignorance of the characteristics of alcoholic beverages, Fang Yi'ai was a little curious, wondering if it's possible that this young prince doesn't usually drink alcohol?
"Brother, I don't know that the wine is brewed in midsummer and the weather in the Western Regions is hot, so the brewed wine will inevitably have some anger. The wine that has been chilled will completely eliminate the anger, and it will naturally be less potent when drinking."

After explaining the characteristics of wine to Li Su, Fang Yiai raised his wine glass, looked at the purple wine in front of him, and couldn't help but read the poem about wine written by Wang Han, who had learned in textbooks in his previous life, "Grape The luminous cup of fine wine, if you want to drink the pipa, call it immediately. Jun Moxiao, who is drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times."

After finishing speaking, Fang Yiai drank the fine wine in the glass in one gulp, with a hint of heroism in his actions.

Hearing Fang Yiai's Liangzhou Ci, Li Su's body trembled, as if he was touched by the desolate meaning left between the lines, "Drunk lying on the battlefield Lord Mo Xiao, how many people have fought in ancient times?"

Seeing Li Su staring blankly at the wine glass, Fang Yiai subconsciously thought that her actions had made a mistake, and quickly asked, "Brother Li, what are you?"

Li Su was intoxicated by the artistic conception expressed in Liangzhou Ci, and suddenly found that Fang Yiai was looking at him with burning eyes, and his cheeks turned red for a while, "Brother Tai can improvise such a desolate and heroic poem while talking and laughing." , I admire you so much."

Hearing Li Su's praise, Fang Yi'ai, the Wen Chao Gong, blushed immediately, and said with some embarrassment: "It's just a whim, it's just a whim."

While talking, Xiaoer has already brought up the dishes.

Looking at the various dishes on the table, Li Su's eyes were full of novelty, "Such beautiful dishes, so fragrant."

"Hey, young master has good eyesight. This is the shop's signature dish, Furong crucian carp. Please take it easy, both of you, if you have something to do, feel free to greet the younger one."

After Xiao Er stepped back, seeing Li Su's novelty face, Fang Yiai smiled, picked up a piece of fish out of politeness and put it on Li Su's plate.

"The most delicious part of Jiang Yu's whole body is this piece of fish belly, brother, try it."

Looking at Fang Yiai, who was chatting and laughing, and behaved well, Li Su was a little dazed, looking at the white fish on the dinner plate, a tinge of warmth rose in the heart of the young prince.

"It seems that Brother He is not only outstanding in literary talent, but also has a lot of experience in wine and food."

As he spoke, Li Su ate the fish belly with a smile on his face, and looked at Fang Yiai with tenderness in his eyes.

Fang Yiai did not expect that what was called a "foodie" in her previous life would be praised by Li Su. Embarrassed, she immediately talked about the most common topic among men. Haven't you ever said something like "food and sex"?"

After hearing Fang Yiai say the words "food, sex and sexuality", Li Su, who was eating hibiscus crucian carp, suddenly blushed, and then hurriedly turned his gaze out of the window.

Seeing Li Su's cheeks flushed, Fang Yiai was a little surprised and thought to himself, "Could it be that this handsome young prince hasn't married yet? Why does he blush when he hears such vague words as "food, sex, sex"?"

Just when the translator Ai was secretly puzzled, Li Su's slightly surprised voice suddenly came from his ear, "It's snowing!"

Looking at the little snowflakes falling outside the window, Fang Yiai was in a good mood, raised his glass and said to Li Su: "Brother Li, drinking in the snow is a great joy in life."

After speaking, the two looked at each other with a smile, and each drank the fine wine in their glasses.

After drinking for three rounds, the communication between Fang Yiai and Li Suzhi also became active.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Li Su lost no time in asking Fang Yiai about the thin body.

Seeing that Li Su wanted to learn the thin gold body, Fang Yiai, the Wen Chaogong, did not hide it, and began to patiently explain to Li Su the structure of the thin gold body.

Just when the two were chatting, a scholar-like student in a splendid robe walked slowly to the table for the two of them.

The scholar didn't care about Fang Yiai and Li Su who were in the conversation, and interrupted the conversation between the two, "Brothers, is it convenient for me to change seats?"

Fang Yiai was talking, when she saw someone rudely interrupting her speech, she felt a little displeased, waved her hand and said, "It's not convenient."

Seeing that the request was rejected by Fang Yiai, the scholar snorted coldly, and said contemptuously, "Hmph, what kind of spectacle does a poor commoner have?"

The scholar's taunt made Fang Yi'ai lose all mood for a moment, turned to look at the scholar at the table, and asked in a cold voice: "Is there a rule in Chang'an wine shop that commoners are not allowed to come to eat?"

"No, you guys continue to eat!" After finishing speaking, the scholar slowly returned to his seat, looked at Fang Yiai and said with disdain: "Wearing a commoner clothes makes me think that I am the top of the list? Poor!"

The scholar's words were quickly echoed by the diners in the lobby on the second floor.

"Could it be that what Xiongtai said was the number one in the "Yinsheng Enke" of the Imperial College yesterday? What's the point? What's the number one?"

Seeing someone answering the question, the scholar cupped his hands and replied, "Exactly."

"I heard that He Bangshou created his own "thin gold body" at a young age. It seems that he must be a literary giant in the future!"

"*******, *****, written by He Bangshou. "It's clearly a wise saying!"

"That's right! I have already hung this pair of famous sentences in the study, and I must study hard in the future!"

Li Su listened to the evaluation of Fang Yiai from the people around him, couldn't help but smiled, and said softly: "He is the first in the list, I hope you will take care of my little brother in the future!"

Seeing the deep meaning in Li Su's words, Fang Yiai smiled wryly, "What did the young prince say, it's just everyone's love."

"Young Prince? This title is not good. How old is Brother He?"

Seeing Li Su asking her age, Fang Yiai felt a little curious, but she still told the truth, "He is 19 years old this year."

Knowing Fang Yiai's age, Li Su nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Next year, since Brother He is one year old, Brother He will be my elder brother from now on."

"Brother?"

"Brother?"

After the joke, Li Su and Fang Yiai looked at each other and smiled, and the two sides grew a little more fond of each other.

Seeing Li Su and Fang Yiai sitting by the window, chatting and laughing, the scholar who had previously proposed to change seats but was rejected by Fang Yiai, a trace of resentment flashed in his heart, "I think this brother's clothes are imitating the top of the list, he must be literary. Must be extraordinary, too?"

Everyone was lamenting the extraordinary literary talent of "He Bangshou". Hearing the scholar's words, they couldn't help looking at Fang Yiai and Li Su.

Seeing that he had successfully drawn everyone's attention to Fang Yiai, the scholar raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, "The weather is beautiful today, brother, why don't you take advantage of the wine and write a poem?"

Seeing the scholar's ulterior motives, Li Su said displeasedly: "Brother is so aggressive, so he must have the same outstanding literary talents?"

Hearing Li Su's words, the scholar said triumphantly: "You are not talented, I am lucky enough to win the Juren thanks to the blessing of my ancestors."

Knowing that the scholar has a great reputation, the scholars on the second floor all bowed their hands and saluted, their eyes full of envy.

In the Tang Dynasty, when the imperial examination system was prevalent, you often saw old students and senior scholars in their 70s and 20s, and it was obviously a great honor to pass the exam in their [-]s.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Juzi Scholar walked slowly in front of Fang Yiai, stood with his hands behind his back, and said, "I'm not talented, how about writing an impromptu couplet and asking your brother to answer?"

Seeing that the scholar Juzi wanted to show off his talent in front of everyone, Fang Yiai sneered and agreed to the scholar's request, "Please!"

"White clothes are not white, dirty things are always in my heart!"

The smile on Fang Yiai's face dissipated immediately after hearing the couplet written by the scholar who gave her son, and a flash of anger flashed across her eyes.

Commoner in ancient times is another name for ordinary people, while white clothes refers to those Baiding students who have no fame. At this moment, Fang Yiai is the only one on the second floor of Chang'an Restaurant wearing commoner clothes. The bottom of my heart is dirty and dirty!
As soon as the couplet came out, everyone who heard the meaning between the lines covered their faces and smiled, all eyes were on Fang Yiai who was dressed in blue cloth.

Everyone's ridicule made Fang Yiai very upset. Seeing the scholar who used the couplet to insult her, Fang Yiai snorted coldly and said, "Brother, please listen to the next couplet."

"If you don't move, there will be two lines of tears on the bed!"

As soon as Fang Yiai's second couplet came out, everyone on the second floor burst into laughter, and for a while, they no longer had any scruples about face, and all looked at the scholar who was standing with his hands behind his back.

(End of this chapter)