Chapter 310 One hundred poems about Fang Er’s drinking wine (Part 2)
As a person in two lives, 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 from the moment he arrived, 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's excited right now.
He didn't care about the rumors of plagiarism. He was not a man who aspired to be a poet. He could be criticized as others liked. What's more, even if those censors want to cause trouble for themselves, it is impossible to have evidence - unless they can also travel to the future...
But he doesn't mind getting 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, a pretty boy, targeted him everywhere. Could it be that he thought I didn't know you were instigating the Wu brothers, and wanted to Want to pursue the ambition of Fangjiawan Pier? There was no discussion about slapping him in the face; as for Xiao Yi, who looked rough but was actually cunning, Fang Jun didn't have a good impression, so he just slapped him together...
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 seeking 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 and walked over without taking the wine glass, holding the wine jar.
After taking a sip of wine, he took the brush dipped in thick ink from the maid, thought for a while, and said to Changsun 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!
asshole! It was my suggestion. 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 try to flatter you?
Pack! You keep pretending! I don’t believe those poems were written by you. How could you reach such a profound ideological realm at such a young age? Let me see what you have 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 with one swipe.
Everyone had stood up and left their seats, coming over to watch.
Although many people suspect that Fang Jun's poems were plagiarized, few criticize his calligraphy skills. The poems can be memorized in advance, but the words must be written stroke by stroke, and you cannot even half-ass it.
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 front, then back to the front, hiding the edge and being very subtle. However, Fang Jun's fonts focus more on taking counter-trends and entering from the sky, without completely hiding the edge. When closing the pen, there is a sense of returning to the front, but I don't deliberately frustrate the return and insist on mellowness.
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. There are many echoes between stipples and strokes, and the writing style is connected. Some even simply use running script to write, with links between 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 fragrance came to his nose. He turned around and found 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...
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"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 in confusion: "Why does it feel like it's only half the story? Hurry up and write out the rest!"
Fang Jun laughed and said: "When the water is full, it overflows, and when the moon waxes and wanes, 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. 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? !
Subconsciously looking at Princess Changle next to her, she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the princess looked calm and her pretty face was clean and soft. But when he looked at Fang Jun, his fierceness was revealed, and he wanted to bite this nonsense bastard to death...
Fang Jun was holding a wine jar and pouring wine, feeling a little depressed.
When he wrote these two 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 half-sister and His Majesty Li Er's eldest daughter, Princess Changle, had already passed away and passed away...
It is undeniable that Fang Jun has a strong affection for Princess Changle, even if it is just a superficial contact. This is not to say that he really covets her, but that Princess Changle's appearance and personality are in line with Fang Jun's aesthetics. Even just looking at her makes her feel happy.
It is really sad that such a graceful and beautiful woman, born in heaven, died at the most brilliant moment 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 his ability 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.
Flowers are ready to be broken when they bloom, but don’t wait to break branches when there are no flowers left.
Cherish the present moment, facing the tragic fate, only now is the most beautiful and happy moment...
After ordering the maid to take away the piece of rice paper, Fang Jun dipped it in ink again, thought for a while, and took up the pen to write.
"The wild flowers are becoming more and more charming, 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 don’t pay attention, you may be hit by a stone under the grass and your horse will stumble..."
Chu Suiliang chuckled: "The chamberlain is so talented!"
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 stumble?
Absolutely ridiculous!
Fang Jun ignored him, took a swig of wine, and looked at Xiao Yi with squinted eyes. (End of chapter)