Chapter 983 The stick is unreasonable
The next day, King Li Tai of Wei invited Fang Jun to come over for a banquet.
Fang Jun got up early in the morning and let the maid cleanse his face and change his clothes. Now he was enjoying this corrupt life more and more, opening his mouth and stretching out his hands for food. It is said that it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. Now if he is allowed to return to the future and live an ordinary life, he will definitely feel uncomfortable...
Even though there was someone waiting on me, I still sighed while changing my clothes.
Princess Gao Yang stepped forward and stretched out her delicate hands to straighten her husband's collar, and said curiously: "Brother Qingque invites you to the banquet, why do you look so reluctant? If you really don't want to go, then don't go Okay.”
Fang Jun sighed: "You know I actually hate this kind of entertainment the most, but that brother of yours likes it. He spends the whole day banqueting in the morning and evening in the mansion. What's the point? The most annoying thing is that the people he invites are all rotten scholars. , speaking of it, he is invincible in the world. , It’s useless if you don’t go. I went to His Highness King Wu’s place the day before yesterday. If he has feelings for you, he won’t go there today? You have such a big heart, you can’t help but hate me.”
Princess Gao Yang spat: "Brother Que, Brother Que, it's so unpleasant. If he's not happy, then he's not happy. My father won't listen to him and deal with you. What are you afraid of?"
His Highness has been well nourished in recent days. His fair and beautiful cheeks are rosy, his watery eyes are shining brightly, and even his slender green body has gradually become plump. Between the light anger and the slight anger, there is a slight trace of anger. The ripe charm flows.
Fang Jun put his arms around the princess's slender and soft waist, put it close to her face, took a sip of perfume, and said with a smile: "How can it be that you are afraid? I think my roommate beat the tiger in Guanzhong with a mallet and kicked the dragon in Chang'an. How can I be afraid?" Who will come? But he is your brother after all. If I have a quarrel with him, won’t it embarrass my princess?”
Princess Gao Yang was a little shy as her husband held her waist lightly, but Fang Jun's words filled her heart with sweetness. This is Fang Erlang with a bad temper. He dared to punch Li Tai in the beginning, but now he has to endure the boredom and obey Li Tai for fear of making her sad...
A man has gold at his knees, let alone a good man like Fang Jun who would rather break than bend?
If you have a husband like this, what else can you ask for?
Princess Gaoyang's heart was full of tenderness and sweetness, which was too strong to be melted away. She took the initiative to put her jade arms around her husband's neck, put her fragrant lips on her, and secretly exhaled lilac.
Wu Meiniang watched from the side, her face a little red, and urged: "Oh, you two nobles, it's getting late. It's better to wait until night for such a close relationship..."
Princess Gao Yang struggled to push Fang Jun away. Although this hateful guy was pushed away, her long tongue was still reluctant to pull away from the two pink lips...
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When the carriage arrived at Prince Wei's residence in Yankangfang, the steward Zi Youhou in front of the door led the way and took Fang Jun to the flower hall on the side of the main hall.
The residence of the King of Wei was originally the residence of Yang Su, the former Sui minister and Duke of Yue. During the Daye period, Yang Xuangan, the son of Yang Su, rebelled. The whole family was executed and then confiscated and taken to the palace. During the Wude period, it was the residence of Princess Wanchun. During the Zhenguan period, His Majesty Li Er gave it to King Li Tai of Wei and renovated it. The entire mansion occupied almost half of Yankang Square. It was luxurious and magnificent, showing His Majesty Li Er's love for Li Tai.
The mansion's main halls and terraces are filled with people flying in surprise, the golden paved roofs and dazzling glow are no less impressive than the Tai Chi Palace.
In the flower hall, tables and tables were placed in a circle, and everyone knelt and sat on the seats.
Seeing Fang Jun's arrival, Li Tai, whose figure became more and more "round", almost wrinkled his facial features when he smiled. He held Fang Jun's hand to his side and sat down next to him, smiling: " All the wise men have admired Erlang's reputation for a long time, but have never had the opportunity to meet each other. Today, the king is my host. Let's have a good chat, and we should get closer to each other in the future."
Fang Jun is extremely uncomfortable with this etiquette of "holding hands" at every turn. Is he tired of being held by a grown man? But no matter how disgusted you are, if you still can't break away blatantly, it will be regarded as extremely rude behavior.
He tugged at the corner of his mouth, patched up the traces and took his hand out of Wei Wang Li Tai's big fat hand, cupped his fist and said: "Your Highness has an order, how dare I disobey you? Since you all know the false reputation of sweeping Chang'an with drunkenness, you will sacrifice your life to accompany the gentleman today. , have a good time and drink with you all, and never return until you are drunk!”
Li Tai blinked his little eyes and was stunned.
Mother!
I said you are famous because of your poetry. Who said you can drink well?
Then he realized that Fang Jun didn't want to talk about poetry all the time, but his reputation as King Li Tai of Wei could not be refuted, so he shifted his attention. Although I feel unhappy, I can still accept it. Who doesn't know Fang Erbangchui's temperament? Not rejecting my invitation outright makes me lose face in front of these literati, even if I am giving myself face...
This is the benefit of "unnamed".
If another person had said these words, King Wei Li Taibao would have turned against him on the spot. I ask you to compose poetry but you have to drink. Is it shameless to do so? Not only was Li Tai not angry when it came to Fang Jun, but he felt quite proud because Fang Jun came instead of refusing...
Li Tai can accept it, but others cannot.
Sitting opposite Fang Jun, a middle-aged scribe cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Marquis Huating often boasts that he is nine times more talented than Cao Zijian, who wrote a poem in seven steps, but why is he unwilling to talk about literature? Please?" Forgive me for asking this rudely, are you looking down on us?”
Is this considered a provocative method?
Fang Jun glanced at Li Tai and saw that Li Tai was smiling and not stopping him. He nodded to the scribe and said seriously: "Yes, I just look down on you."
The smile on the scribe's face suddenly froze...
Shouldn't this be the routine?
I'm just saying a few words here to try to impress you. How could you admit it so rudely and directly?
The scribe's face turned red and he didn't know what to say. This style of routine was the only one he had ever seen in his life, and he really had no experience in dealing with it.
A short, fat, dark-faced old man next to him said displeasedly: "Why would Marquis Hua Ting hurt others with his words? We are all sitting together at a table, but we still have to keep three points of thin noodles. It is really inappropriate for you to leave no room for it."
Fang Junli ignored him, who the hell are you?
He looked at Wei King Li Tai and said with a smile: "Your Highness, let me comment. This dear friend asked me if I looked down on him. I said yes. They said that I hurt people with my words and showed no mercy. But in my heart, I just looked down on him. Could it be that Do you want me to lie? Well, although Wei Chen is an honest person, since His Highness is hosting a banquet today, why should Wei Chen show favor to His Highness..."
Li Tai's embarrassment, according to what you said, was he originally planned to give me favor?
I saw Fang Jun clasping his fists and apologizing to the scribe: "I'm sorry, I'm not very good at talking. If I offended you just now, I hope you will forgive me. In fact, I have heard of your name a long time ago. I am really convinced by it. I have admired you for a long time." , long admired..."
The scribe's face was dripping with blood and he was ashamed.
I have admired your head for a long time!
Damn it, we are strangers and I didn’t even give you my name, so you’re like a thunderbolt?
This is really more hurtful than the sentence "I just look down on you" just now! His face was a little itchy. The scribe stood up and left the table. He said in embarrassment: "Your Highness, I'm feeling a little unwell today, so I'm going to leave first."
Wei King Li Tai had no choice but to cup his hands and said: "Thank you, Bachelor, please help yourself."
Then Bachelor Xie hurriedly retreated, he couldn't stay here for a quarter of an hour...
The short, fat old man's face didn't look good either. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Fang Jun narrowing his eyes slightly and looking at an old man with a tall crown and a beard on his left, and asked, "Why do you keep staring at me?"
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From the moment he entered the house, he felt as if needles pricking his body.
After sitting for a while, I realized that it was caused by a cold and malicious look...
The problem is that he doesn't know this old man who looks thin and lanky. Why does he seem to have the hatred of killing his father and taking his wife?
King Li Tai of Wei was a little helpless. What was wrong with Fang Jun today? Why didn't he act according to common sense as soon as he came in?
He said: "Erlang, in fact, this is the theme that the king invited you to come..."
Halfway through his words, he was interrupted by the old man.
The old man glared back at Fang Jun bitterly, and said in a hoarse voice: "I, Gu Yin, come from Jiangdong. Gu Cong is my nephew, and the Gu family in Jiangdong belongs to my clan. Has the Marquis ever understood this? ?”
Today’s update is a bit late, I’m still working hard on coding, and there will be another chapter later.
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