As a man of two generations, Fang Jun is not a person who can be easily influenced by others, but he is indeed in a bad mood today.
Who can maintain a good mood in front of his future wife and the monk who cuckolded him?
So as soon as he arrived at the scene, he started drinking and kept drinking.
Although the alcohol content of this wine is not high and the drink is light, it is still wine after all...
Fang Jun has a pretty good drinking capacity. It's hard to get drunk with this kind of wine, but it's not hard to get excited.
He is very excited now.
He doesn't care about rumors of plagiarism. He is not a man who aspires to be a poet. Others can say whatever they like. Besides, even if those censors want to cause trouble for him, there is absolutely no evidence.
——Unless they can also travel to the future...
But he doesn't mind being slapped in the face.
Among the three people who clamored to nail themselves to the pillar of shame for plagiarism, Chu Suiliang had an old grudge, so there was no pressure to slap him in the face; Changsun Chong, this pretty boy, targeted him everywhere, could it be that he thought I didn't know you were instigating the Wu brothers, and wanted to
Do you want to pursue the ambition of Fangjiawan Pier? Slap him in the face without negotiation. As for Xiao Yi, who looks rough but is actually cunning, Fang Jun doesn't have a good impression at all, so they just hit him along the way...
Of course, it's not just a slap in the face.
Like animals, people always subconsciously want to show their best side in front of the opposite sex. Therefore, Fang Jun is actually more like a male peacock now. He wants to show his abilities in front of Princess Gaoyang and prove that he is better than that
The monk is much stronger; he also wants to show his excellence in front of Princess Fangling, even if he actually has no intention of courting a mate; as for Princess Changle, Fang Jun doesn't know if it is because of her presence in his subconscious that his impulse
Even more unstoppable...
Another important reason is that he seems to have no ability to refuse the request of the little princess of Jinyang...
The maid carried a large desk over and placed it on the grass beside the stream. The pens, inks, papers and inkstones were arranged neatly one by one.
Fang Jun stood up, instead of taking the wine glass, he simply walked over with the wine jar.
After taking a sip of wine, he took the brush dipped in thick ink from the maid, thought for a moment, and said to Chang Sun Chong: "Didn't someone just propose a flying flower order? Oh, who is it? You drank a little too much.
, I can’t remember...but it doesn’t matter, Fang gave this first order to Changsun Shaoqing!”
Xiao Yi on the side was blushing!
Bastard! I was the one who suggested it. Is it necessary to ignore me like this? This kid is really narrow-minded and will retaliate. Isn't he just following Chang Sun Chong and Chu Suiliang to give you a few words?
Pretend! Keep pretending! I don’t believe that those poems were written by you. How could you reach such a profound state of mind at such a young age? Let me see what you are going to write!
Changsun Chong smiled and said: "What an honor!"
Fang Jun glanced at him and felt more and more that this guy actually had an extremely hypocritical heart under his handsome appearance. He suddenly felt that Princess Changle was like a flower stuck in cow dung.
Shaking his head, he held the wine jar from left to right, his right hand hanging from his wrist, and the tip of his pen wandered across the white rice paper, finishing with one swipe.
Everyone had stood up and left their seats, coming together to watch.
Although many people suspect that Fang Jun's poems are plagiarized, few people criticize his calligraphy skills. The poems can be recited in advance, but the words are indeed written stroke by stroke, even half of them are fake.
No.
The one with the highest level of calligraphy among those present was naturally Chu Suiliang. Old Chu stroked his beard and praised him repeatedly. Even though he was unhappy with Fang Jun's character, he had to admit that the handwriting was indeed beautiful.
The strokes of regular script are generally written against the trend, and then closed back to hide the edge, which is very subtle. However, Fang Jun's calligraphy is more focused on going against the trend and going against the trend, and does not completely grasp the situation.
The sharp edge is hidden. When the pen is closed, there is a sense of returning to the edge, but it is not deliberately frustrated and forced to be rounded.
This way of writing not only does not detract from the beauty of the animal, but adds a sense of vitality and natural ease.
Moreover, Fang Jun's calligraphy clearly draws on the writing method of running script, which has the meaning of running script. The stipples echo back and forth and the meanings of the strokes are connected. Some even simply use the writing method of running script, and there are threads of reflection between the strokes.
Chu Sui sighed secretly in his conscience, this was almost like starting a sect...
A person who can achieve such attainments in calligraphy is not just something that can be achieved by diligent study and practice. He must be a person with extraordinary talents and amazing talents. And such a person would commit such a stupid thing as plagiarism for the sake of a false reputation.
thing?
After Fang Jun finished writing, he looked at his handwriting and became more and more satisfied. He drank heavily, but suddenly a sweet smell came to his nose. He turned around and saw that Princess Fangling was still crowded beside him.
The wide Taoist robe wraps up the exquisite and convex figure, and the mountains and ravines are looming, which is actually more fascinating than the exposed clothes, especially the warm body fragrance, which makes people's hearts beat...
"Flowers are ready to be broken when they bloom, but don't wait until there are no flowers left to break branches..."
Princess Fangling read softly, then frowned and asked puzzledly: "Why does it feel like it's only half the story? Hurry up and write out the rest!"
Fang Jun laughed and said: "The water will overflow when it is full, and the moon will lose when it waxes. There must be room for everything."
Changsun Chong looked at Chu Suiliang and then at Xiao Yi. The two of them looked embarrassed. It was clear that Fang Jun was saying that they had gone too far... But Changsun Chong's face turned red. Your roommate
Second, what does it mean to send me such a poem?
Others would probably think that this was a persuasion to enjoy themselves in time, but when it comes to me...
Changsun Chong felt terrified. Could it be that Fang Jun knew something?
impossible?!
She subconsciously looked at Princess Changle next to her, and saw that the princess had a calm look on her face, and there was nothing unusual about her clean and soft pretty face, so she was slightly relieved. But when she looked at Fang Jun, her fierce look was revealed, and she wanted to put this nonsense aside.
It would be better if you bite the bastard who talks to death...
Fang Jun was holding a wine jar and drinking wine, feeling a little depressed.
When he wrote these two lines of poems to Changsun Chong, it was not as simple as carpe diem.
In a few years, the little princess of Jinyang will die at an early age before the flowers bloom, so Fang Jun feels pity for her and dotes on her so much. However, in the year before that, Princess Jinyang's colleague
My mother's sister, Princess Changle, the eldest daughter of His Majesty Li Er, has already passed away, and the fragrance of her death has faded away...
It is undeniable that even with only superficial contact, Fang Jun has a strong impression of Princess Changle. This does not mean that he really covets her, but that Princess Changle's appearance and personality are in line with Fang Jun's aesthetics, even if
Just looking at it gives me a pleasant feeling.
It is really sad that such a graceful and beautiful woman who was born with such grace and beauty should die at the most splendid time of her life.
Fang Jun knew that even if he could slightly change the direction of the Tang Dynasty, he would not be able to change a person's destiny. How could human power control the powerful inertia of history?
Therefore, Princess Jinyang will probably die young as in history, and the same will be true for Princess Changle...
Being able to predict the future is a great benefit of time travel, and it is also the basis for him to be able to gain a foothold in this time and space, but it also gives him troubles that ordinary people would not have.
I advise you not to cherish your gold-threaded clothes; I advise you to cherish your youth.
When the flowers are in bloom, they need to be cut off; don’t wait until there are no flowers left.
Cherish the present moment, facing the tragic fate, only now is the most beautiful and happy moment...
Ordering the maid to take away the rice paper, Fang Jun dipped it in ink again, thought for a while, and took up the pen to write.
"The wild flowers gradually become enchanting, and only in Asakusa can there be no horseshoes."
Fang Jun raised his eyelids with some difficulty, looked at Chu Suiliang sideways, and said with a smile: "This sentence is for Uncle Chu. In life, you should strive for the top, but you should keep your mind upright and don't be confused by the chaotic world.
Not only should you avoid walking at night, but you should also be careful on the paths that look like Asakusa. If you are not careful, you may be hit by a stone under the grass and your horse will stumble..."
Chu Suiliang chuckled: "The chambermaid is so talented in literature!"
I feel really depressed!
You little brat, you are so arrogant. Are you warning me to avoid messing with you? Otherwise, maybe you, a dirtbag hiding under the grass, will make me miss my mark?
Absolutely ridiculous!
Fang Jun ignored him, took a swig of wine, and looked at Xiao Yi with squinted eyes.