Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 521
"Daughter sees father and brother."

"Little girl, see Prince Consort, Director Bai, and Mr. Guan."

Wu Meiniang lightly moved her lotus steps, bowed her knees one by one to everyone, and then sat on the seat between Wu Yuanqing and Wu Yuanshuang brothers.

It wasn't until Wu Meiniang was seated that Fang Yiai gradually regained his composure, but he didn't know that his forgetful demeanor before had been clearly seen by everyone.

"My nephew, the manager, and Mr. Guan, the three of you have one cup." The warrior Xun said with a smile, substituting tea for wine.

The three of Fang Yiai toasted to each other, and most of their words were compliments, among which Fang Yiai was most concerned.

Everyone raised their glasses to each other and drank several times. Fang Yiai took a sip of the warm tea. Just as the son-in-law kept glancing at Wu Meiniang, Wu Sansi suddenly stood up.

"Father, this is a folding fan for children to honor their father."

Holding the folding fan in both hands, Wu Sansi walked up to Fang Yi'ai, and presented it respectfully.

"Okay, okay. Think twice and sit down."

Fang Yiai took over the folding fan and looked it over carefully. Seeing that the bones of the folding fan were originally made of purple bamboo, she couldn't help but feel happy. Ever since Meiwu County learned what happened to the former two county magistrates, Fang Yiai had a special feeling for bamboo. Now holding the fan bone, I can't help but recall all the experiences I had in Meiwu County.

Withdrawing her thoughts, Fang Yiai looked at Wu Sansi who was sitting back in her seat, and said in her heart: "Sansi is not a loyal person in Qingshi, presumably it must be because of improper childhood education. But since he can do evil in history, his intelligence is beyond his reach Class, Ao Li wins the honor."

"If it is properly guided, it might not be possible to grow into a pillar of the country. Well, let's start with morality first."

Seeing Fang Yiai groaning silently, the samurai frowned slightly, and thought: "Could it be that Fang's son-in-law has some complaints about Sansi's words and deeds?"

After thinking about it secretly, the warrior held the cup and said with a smile: "My son-in-law, Sansi is very stubborn by nature, I'm afraid I will make my son-in-law angry in the future."

"Uncle, don't be overly modest. If you think twice about being wise and intelligent, you will become a pillar of success." Fang Yiai's words are half true and half false. After all, he has never been a teacher, so how can he accurately infer the future of his students?
He does not mean that.Seeing what Fang Yiai said, the father and son of the Wu family showed joy, and Bai Jian and Guan Mutong also nodded slightly.

Ever since Fang Yi'ai met Xue Rengui, "Fang's Divine Fortune Telling" has achieved remarkable success in Chang'an. Xue Rengui has been promoted repeatedly in the army because of Cheng Chubi, Hou Balin and others. To some extent, Fang Yiai's prophecy was fulfilled.

Wu Sansi took a big sip of warm tea with the teacup in his hand, then said with a smile, "Father, please open the folding fan and have a look."

"Huh?" Fang Yixin was curious, and said to himself: "Could it be that there is another mystery hidden in the fan?"

Unfold the folding fan, and a screen of plum blossom and lowercase letters comes into view.

"There are a few plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. You know it's not snow, so why is there a fragrance of cold?"

After softly reciting the poems inscribed in the "Wen Chao" in Chang'an wine shop, Fang Yiai murmured, "Is this written by San Si?"

After finishing speaking, Fang Yiai turned the other side, and saw a wintersweet blooming on the paper, and the plum petals were full of winter snow, as if it was about to come out.

"it is good!"

Fang Yiai couldn't help admiring, and then said: "The painting is wonderful, it's really wonderful."

After admiring, Fang Yiai looked at Wu Sansi and said with a smile, "Thinking, who wrote this painting and this poem?"

"It was drawn by the boy." Wu Sansi raised his head up, as if showing off.

Just when Bai Jian and Guan Mutong were about to praise and praise, Fang Yiai's face suddenly darkened, and said coldly: "You are so young, why do you speak such nonsense?"

"Yeah." Wu Sansi opened his mouth wide and said in surprise, "How did the foster father see that this fan was not painted by the child?"

Fang Yiai turned over the fan, pointed to the plum blossom script and said: "The script is beautiful and beautiful, how could it be written by you?"

"Besides, the pictures of wintersweet are so vivid, do you think twice when you are young, can you be able to achieve both calligraphy and painting?"

After finishing speaking, Fang Yiai closed the paper fan and said sternly: "If you don't tell me, this palace will definitely not accept this fan."

Seeing Fang Yiai's serious face, Wu Sansi stuck out his tongue, looked at Wu Meiniang and whispered: "This fan was originally painted by Second Gu."

"what!"

Hearing this, Fang Yiai turned pale with shock, and turned her gaze to Wu Meiniang, only to see that her face was full of embarrassment, and the shyness in her beautiful eyes could be seen at a glance.

After regaining her composure, Fang Yiai coughed lightly, cupped her hands and said, "I never thought Miss would be so talented, Fang Jun is rude."

Wu Meiniang stood up and crouched, her jade cheeks flushed, and she whispered softly, "The son-in-law is too much, the little girl transcribed the poems written by the son-in-law without authorization, I hope you will forgive me."

"Miss, where did you come from, writing poems on the wall? It's a trivial trick, it's not worth it." Fang Yiai shook his head and waved his hands, being flattered by Wu Meiniang's words was extremely helpful, and a slight smile appeared on his face.

Seeing that Fang Yi'ai's expression softened, the warrior said with a smile: "Since that's the case, should the fan be accepted by the son-in-law?"

"Think twice with true feelings, but my nephew is disrespectful and deserves to accept it." Fang Yiai picked up the folding fan with a smile, and felt a burst of warmth rushing to her heart.

Putting down the folding fan, Fang Yiai hid her smile, and thought seriously to Wu Sansi: "Think twice, don't make any nonsense in the future!"

"Father, the child is just a joke."

"Don't do good because it is small, and don't do evil because it is small. Haven't you read these two mottos of awakening the world?"

"The boy knew he was wrong."

After correcting Wu Sansi, Fang Yiai put on a smiling face again, held a lamp and said, "If you've made a mistake, don't be afraid to correct it. Since you already know your mistake, it's good."

After drinking for three rounds, Fang Yiai drank a few more glasses, held a folding fan and cupped his hands and said, "Uncle, two dear friends. It's getting late now, Fang Jun is going back to the East Palace to return to his command."

"Nephew, go slowly, and come to the mansion to play more in your spare time." The warrior Xun stood up and cupped his hands.

"In the future, I will have to disturb my uncle." Fang Yiai bowed his hand and returned the salute, then turned to Wu Sansi and said, "Think twice, you can come to Zhuangyuan Mansion to look for me on weekdays. Even if I am not at the mansion, someone will teach you."

"The foster father is referring to that gentleman?"

Seeing Wu Sansi's curious face, Bai Jian hurriedly said: "Silly boy, do you know the female official of the Shangyi Academy? That is your adoptive mother, who is not inferior to your adoptive father in terms of talent and learning!"

"Besides, there is the eldest princess"

Seeing that Bai Jian was fading drunk, Fang Yiai hurriedly stopped her, "Master! Don't make fun of me."

After finishing speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled, only Wu Meiniang's pretty eyes flashed a trace of loneliness, but no one noticed that everyone was so drunk after eating the smoke.

"Brother Yuan Qing, Brother Yuan Shuang, Fang Jun bid farewell."

After saying goodbye to Brother Wu Yuanqing, Fang Yiai looked at Wu Meiniang with a folding fan in her hand, cupped her hands and said, "Second Miss' calligraphy and painting are world-class, Fang Jun thank you in advance."

"The son-in-law is too famous." Wu Meiniang squatted slightly, then walked to the side of the warrior Xun, and stretched out her hand to support her father's left arm.

Farewell to everyone, Fang Yiai bid farewell to Guan Mutong, then got into the sedan chair with Bai Jian, and walked slowly towards the East Palace.

When they came to the East Palace, Fang Yiai and Bai Jian were both reeking of alcohol. Seeing this, Xiao Huangmen had no choice but to cup his hands and said, "My son-in-law, the manager, I will report this matter to the prince on my behalf. The two of you should go back to the manor to rest earlier." .”

After bowing her head and thinking for a while, Fang Yiai also felt that it was indecent to see Li Chengqian smelling of alcohol, and then nodded in response, "It's so helpful, father-in-law."

After finishing speaking, Fang Yiai chatted with Bai Jian for a few words, got on the sedan chair again, and was escorted by the little yellow gate, stumbling back to the Zhuangyuan Mansion.

Back in the mansion, Fang Yiai had no choice but to walk slowly into the West Wing in order not to get drunk in Gaoyang, and was going to sober up at Xie Yaohuan's place.

Xie Yaohuan was sitting in front of the desk and flipping through ancient books, and seeing Fang Yiai entering the door drunkenly, she couldn't help being secretly surprised, got up and helped her husband to the couch, and said softly, "Where did you go to drink again?"

"Duke Ying's Mansion, I saw Mei Niang today!" Fang Yiai waved the folding fan in her hand and said with a smirk, "By the way, I have adopted a godson."

"Godson? Meiniang?" Xie Yaohuan frowned slightly, brought a cup of tea, and asked: "Which son is so blessed? And who is Meiniang?"

"Ah..." Fang Yiai didn't realize that he had missed the point until this time, so he had no choice but to send the folding fan, and said with a wry smile: "The two thousand pieces of gold from Ying Guogong's warrior Xun."

"Two thousand pieces of gold?" Xie Yaohuan's face turned cold suddenly, her face Ruo Qiushuang said coldly: "Did you forget about the gang of officials blocking the gate of the mansion to find fault?"

"Never forget, never forget." Fang Yiai sat up and reached out to catch the teacup. Just as she was about to touch the teacup, she couldn't help but think of Changsun Dan's rather mysterious hexagram.

"It's broken! I almost missed a major event!"

"Master Fan, Master Fan! Hurry up and call Rengui, and hurry up and invite fourth brother!"

(End of this chapter)