Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 42 What's the point?It's just fishing for fame!

The man was enjoying everyone's approving gazes at the banquet, seeing Fang Yiai's contemptuous and sneering expression, he couldn't help being a little annoyed, "What do you mean?!"

"Uh..." Fang Yi'ai consciously lost her composure, cleared her throat, and said, "I have admired Prime Minister Fang for a long time, and seeing that Mr. Fang is a high-ranking student of Prime Minister Fang, I can't help being a little envious."

Seeing that Fang Yiai was trying to put himself in a perfunctory manner, the man snorted coldly, "Envy? A talented person like the leader of the list must be very lonely in his heart, right?"

Fang Yiai was intentionally targeted by the man again and again, and she was already unhappy in her heart. Now that she was ridiculed by the man again, she couldn't help thinking of fighting back.

After making up her mind, Fang Yi'ai immediately avoided the man's sharp words and asked instead, "But I don't know your name?"

Fang Yiai's words originally used to change the subject were right on the man's mind. Seeing Fang Yiai asking about family affairs, the man snorted coldly and said proudly: "In Xiayu Chengfeng, my father Yu Shinan was bestowed by the Holy One." Son of Yongxing County."

"It turned out to be Yu Yongxing's son, no wonder he worshiped Prime Minister Fang as his apprentice."

"The young master of Yu Mijian is really good-looking, and he is obviously better than some wild literati!"

"That's right, that man just wrote a poem about plum blossoms in Chang'an wine shop, and he was praised by those literati. In my opinion, it's hard to live up to his great reputation!"

Although Yu Shinan's official title is not comparable to that of Fang Xuanling, as Tang Taizong's personal secretary, Yu Shinan's rights should not be underestimated.This is also the fundamental reason why everyone at the banquet, after learning of Yu Chengfeng's identity, would wantonly exalt Yu Chengfeng and belittle He Zudao.

Seeing everyone belittle Fang Yiai and elevate himself, Yu Chengfeng was in a good mood, and the arrogance in his heart increased a bit, "Thank you for your appreciation, I just learned a little bit from my father and mentor. "

"Young Master Yu, don't be humble." As soon as Yu Chengfeng finished speaking, a white-haired old man sitting next to him stood up immediately, "In my opinion, your talent and learning are tens of millions better than some fame-seekers. Times!"

In the words, the old man looked at Fang Yiai with contempt in his eyes. In his opinion, the reason why Fang Yiai had such a great reputation was that those literati praised each other. Rely on a poem chanting plums to judge.

Seeing the old man's harsh words, Fang Yiai's displeasure increased, "In my opinion, old man, you can also write a poem in Chang'an wine shop?"

The old man obviously didn't expect Fang Yiai to fight back, but was speechless for a while, standing there not knowing what to do, "You!"

Seeing that the old man was deflated, Yu Chengfeng snorted coldly, looked at Fang Yi'ai and said expressionlessly: "He is the first in the list, it's not a good thing for young people to show their sharpness too much, isn't it unreasonable to be aggressive?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Fang Yiai to open his mouth, Yu Chengfeng walked slowly into the room, bowed his hands to Hou Junji, and said, "How about I boldly write a couplet today to celebrate the Duke's birthday?"

Faced with Yu Chengfeng's kind gift, Hou Junji smiled loudly, "Okay, I'm sorry, Mr. Yu."

After finishing speaking, Hou Junji asked someone to bring over the desk, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and happily invited Yu Chengfeng to show off his literary talent.

Seeing Yu Chengfeng dominating the limelight, Hou Balin snorted coldly, and said softly to Fang Yiai: "Brother, this grandson is obviously going to have trouble with you!"

Fang Yiai was very curious about the calligraphy of his father's apprentice, the son of Yu Shinan, one of the Four Great Masters of the early Tang Dynasty. Seeing that Hou Ba Linyu was not angry, she comforted her: "What are you afraid of? Let him write it first and see."

After Yu Chengfeng dipped his brush in the ink, he looked at Fang Yiai who was sitting silently at the banquet, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

In the eyes of everyone watching, Yu Chengfeng's pen moved like flying, and he wrote a couplet in a short while.

After writing the couplet, Yu Chengfeng put down his pen and read the couplet aloud, "The two armies killed the enemy chiefs in front of the battle, and they are full of power, and the civil and military classes have worked hard for the country."

"Okay! The handwriting is neat and the rhyme is right. That's right, that's right!"

"You really deserve to be the son of Prime Minister Fang's senior student, Yu Yongxing!"

Amidst the compliments from the crowd, an old voice was particularly harsh, "In my opinion, this couplet by Mr. Yu is thousands of times better than the unpopular poem about plum blossoms in Chang'an wine shop!"

As soon as these words came out, all the civil and military officials in the main hall couldn't help looking at the white-haired old man at the banquet where Fang Yiai and others were sitting.

Although everyone deliberately elevates Yu Chengfeng and belittles "the top of the commoner's list" due to family background, class and other positions, but the current mediocre couplet is no match for the two great writers, Ouyang Xun and Yu Shinan. Have you all admired the poems about plum blossoms?
The well-aware people heard the white-haired old man's shameless praise, and couldn't help feeling contemptuous. No one refuted it because of face, but the eyes of the big guy showed what they were thinking at the moment.

Seeing the astonishment and contempt in the eyes of the people looking at him, the white-haired old man felt that what he just said was a little too exaggerated, and then he blushed, sat down at the table and closed his mouth wisely.

Although Hou Junji was born as a military general, the war has subsided in recent years, and he is also studying hard in private. Seeing that Yu Chengfeng's couplets are full of flattery, Hou Junji can't help but feel a little disappointed in this talented man with a prominent background , but out of fear of Fang Xuanling and Yu Shinan, Hou Junji still smiled loudly, and praised the couplet on the book case: "Young Master Yu is really talented, and Hou accepted this couplet with a smile."

"What's the number one!" After being praised by everyone, Yu Chengfeng walked up to Fang Yiai slowly like a spring breeze, and said, "Would you like the number one to give me advice?"

Hearing the content of the couplet read out by Yu Chengfeng before, Fang Yiai shook her head secretly, thinking how my father's famous name would teach such a mediocrity!The couplets are full of flattering words, but in terms of level, they are on the same level as that nerd Xiao Rui.

Although he was a little disappointed in Yu Chengfeng's talent, but thinking of Yu Shinan's famous regular script, Fang Yiai couldn't help feeling a little curious, stood up and cupped his hands and said, "I'm making a fool of myself."

After finishing speaking, under the gaze of everyone, Fang Yiai walked slowly to the desk, and carefully watched the couplet written by Shangyu Chengfeng on the desk.

Looking at the two couplets placed on the book case in front of him, Fang Yiai was a little surprised. What puzzled him was that Yu Chengfeng didn't learn the regular script that his father Yu Shinan was best at, but instead practiced the official script of the Han Dynasty!
Although the official script written by Yu Chengfeng has the charm of Han Li, but he blindly pursues the ancient rubbings of the Eastern Han Dynasty, so that the lines between the lines are too heavy, and there is no personal characteristic in it!
Looking at the lifeless Han Li who seemed to be mass-produced by wood carving and printing, Fang Yiai couldn't help shaking her head and smiling wryly, thinking how could this Mr. Yu have the slightest intelligence and talent of Yu Shinan, and he was still dying at the age of thirty Li rubbings, he is simply a bookworm who can't change his mind!
Seeing Fang Yiai shaking his head and smiling wryly while looking at his calligraphy works, Yu Chengfeng frowned instantly, "What do you mean!"

"Uh..." Hearing Yu Chengfeng's scolding, Fang Yiai saw that everyone in the main hall was focusing on her, and couldn't help screaming inwardly, and then realized her gaffe.

How can you say that Yu Chengfeng is also Fang Xuanling's disciple, if he directly denies him completely, Fang Xuanling's face will also look a little disgraceful.

Thinking of this, Fang Yiai put away the contemptuous smile on his face, cupped his hands and said: "The Han Li written by Mr. Yu has a strong ancient rhyme, which can be regarded as the best in the world."

Seeing Fang Yiai's words of praise, Yu Chengfeng nodded, his face full of complacency, "This is it."

As soon as Fang Yiai's words came out, several knowledgeable civil servants in the main hall couldn't help shaking their heads secretly. Those who had already seen the shortcomings of Yu Chengfeng's calligraphy couldn't help feeling a little disappointed in this "top of the commoner list" who was famous throughout Chang'an.

While several civil servants were secretly shaking their heads, an old man with a clear face sitting beside Hou Junji and watching Fang Yiai's every move also sighed softly, with a trace of regret showing on his face. .

After a slight pause, before the smile on Yu Chengfeng's face dissipated, Fang Yiai continued: "However, although Han Li pays attention to "silkworm head and wild goose tail" and "twist and twists and turns", the writing also requires vitality. Mr. Yu's couplet is more than regular, but not angry enough."

Seeing Fang Yiai pointing out the shortcomings of Yu Chengfeng's calligraphy in a succinct manner, several civil servants who were secretly shaking their heads showed a hint of joy on their faces.

Even the look of regret on the face of the handsome old man sitting beside Hou Junji disappeared after hearing Fang Yiai's comment.

Looking at Fang Yiai, the old man caressed his beard and murmured: "Is there something else to say about this son?"

(End of this chapter)