Chapter 414 Your sister is going to be my concubine
Chu Pingsheng said: "Mr. Zhuang likes it?"
"I like it, I like it, I like it so much." He nodded while reading. Don’t lift the tunnel.
“Since you like it, I will give these two books to you.”
“Give them to me?”
Only then did the old man force himself to break away from the poems and look at Chu Pingsheng.
"Of course, good wine is given to old friends, and swords are given to heroes. Apart from Mr. Zhuang, is there anyone here who can be worthy of them?"
This sentence is looking at Fan Xian said.
"In addition..."
Chu Pingsheng laughed, took out a few more books from his other sleeve and threw them in front of the screen: "This is the remaining content of the Red Mansion, you guys I went to find someone to copy it, but actually...the original book is called Dream of the Red Chamber."
The rest of Red Mansion?
Princess Roujia and others looked at the books on the ground with a sense of loss.
He also said that the original book was called Dream of Red Mansions?
A Dream of Red Mansions, Red Mansions...
So, Fan Xian’s The Red Mansions was copied from another book?
This...
The expectations while chasing the book, the admiration while reading the book, the longing for renewal after reading the book, and the various emotions towards Fan Xian's talent, were they all wrong in the end?
"Your master... even has this...?"
Fan Xian has always felt that he is very strong. He has hundreds of thousands of words in Red Mansions and hundreds of Tang poems and Song lyrics at his fingertips, and he remembers them clearly. Chu, among the time travelers, was one of those with powerful plug-ins. Could it be that Bai Feng, the great master of Xihu, was like him.
Yes, but no.
There is an essential difference between Chu Pingsheng and him. Fan Xian is just a data copy experiment, while Chu Pingsheng has physically traveled through time. The first-level [Mahayana Bliss Demonic Body] has the characteristic of learning things very quickly. Now it has been upgraded to the third level. It not only adds the effects of opening the Dantian, Qi Jue Wuyingsha and changing the target's sexual orientation, but also improves the memory by leaps and bounds, reaching the level of photographic memory. Otherwise, it would be impossible to travel in the world of Tian Long Ba Bu at extremely fast speeds. After learning the guqin, calligraphy and painting, and entering the world of Qing Yunian, he advanced to the next level [Mahayana Bliss Demonic Body]. Now he not only has a photographic memory, but even the scenes he has experienced before seem to be transformed into one frame after another. Animation is stored in the brain, not to mention the Tang poetry and Song lyrics that parents and teachers asked me to recite when I was a child, the picture books I read in kindergarten, the extracurricular books I read in elementary school, Andersen's fairy tales, Arabian Nights, Greek myths... it would take a lot of effort to rewrite them. It’s not difficult, not to mention classics such as Three Kingdoms, Red Mansions, Journey to the West, and Water Margin.
"Master said that when you are desperate, you can make a living by copying books. To educate all people, you only need to take the work as a good thing. But if you use other people's things to gain fame and wealth, you should spit on them. But I think it's better to spit on people like you. , dirty my saliva."
After saying this, he stopped talking to Fan Xian and turned around to climb the steps.
Zhuang Mohan saw him approaching, caressing the book in his hand, stroking his beard and asked: "Mr. Chu, I have something unclear. Please tell me. What are the words 'Tang' and 'Song' in this Tang poem and Song lyrics? What do you mean?"
Chu Pingsheng smiled and said: "It is the name of the country, just like Qi State and Qing State."
"The name of the country? Although I am not a historian, I have read a lot of historical materials, but I have never heard of the Tang and Song Dynasties."
"They are on the other side of the world. You don't know what's normal."
"The other side of the world?"
Zhuang Mohan pondered for a moment and sighed: "Sure enough, the most powerful people in the world have no calculation. I, Zhuang Mohan, am just a frog in a well, watching the sky. Just a corner.”
“Humility is a virtue.”
Chu Pingsheng responded casually, turned to look at Li Yunqian, and his expression suddenly changed.
"Emperor Qingguo, what else do you have to say now? On this occasion of reconciliation and the night banquet for envoys, Fan Xian used the term "Sirian Wolf" as a metaphor for the Northern Qi Dynasty, and "Huru" for the Xihu, making insinuations and mocking foreign countries. , how should you deal with it?"
Li Yunqian sat on the dragon chair, his eyes gloomy and his expression serious.
At this moment, in addition to being angry, he was also helpless.
The anger is naturally because Chu Pingsheng doesn’t give him face, but the reason is because everyone in the capital knows that Chu Pingsheng’s crown prince and grand master is a bastard. In fact, he is lustful, greedy, and unreasonable. The mountain king.
However, who would have thought that such a person could catch Fan Xian's fault of drunkenly reciting poems and make a fuss about the words.
In fact, he was the one least surprised that Chu Pingsheng could produce "Three Hundred Tang Poems" and "Three Hundred Song Ci".
Baifeng had told him before that Baifeng had some connection with the temple. Since Ye Qingmei and her creations came from the temple, it is normal that her son's poems are also related to the temple. By linking the two together, Bai Feng could allow Fan Xian to shoot himself in the foot, so what's the big deal?
"In this matter... Fan Xielu lost his temper after drinking and bumped into the envoys of the three parties. His behavior was indeed inappropriate. However, considering his contribution in the peace talks, he also acted drunkenly. It is not appropriate to severely punish the meritorious officials on a happy day... Fan Xielu, why don’t you quickly apologize to the envoys of the Three Kingdoms?”
What else can he say now?
He relied on his talent and arrogance regardless of the occasion, and talked nonsense. Now he is fine. When someone grabs his pigtails, not only does he, the emperor, have to say good things to the person who upset him, but the reputation of the illegitimate son Nanqing, a talented scholar, is also ruined. "..."
The audience was very quiet. Everyone could see that the emperor was trying to excuse his son. Such behavior that undermined the prestige of Shengyan's country would not be tolerated by another person. , my head has fallen off ten times.
At this time Li Yunrui walked out from behind the dining table: "My sister has something to say."
Li Yunqian glanced at her, then looked at Chu Pingsheng who was standing aside and sneered: "Speak. ”
"According to the information I received, Yan Bingyun had contact with Fan Xian when he was escorted by Fei Jie all the way to Northern Qi. This time, Yan Bingyun's identity as an undercover agent was exposed, and I suspect that... it may be related to Fan Xian."
The court officials looked at each other. The eldest princess was taking advantage of his illness to kill him. The crime of treason was much greater than the crime of rushing into a foreign envoy at a night banquet.
"Your Majesty." Fan Ruoruo, who was restrained by two guards, struggled and said: "I heard from Mr. Chu a few days ago that Guo Youzhi, the Minister of Rites, met Zhuang Mohan, and then it was reported that our Qingguo spy was arrested by the Northern Qi Dynasty. Because Guo Baokun and my brother had a feud, and he leaked his identity as a spy in exchange for Zhuang Mohan attacking my brother, there is no guarantee that it was not the fault of the Guo family and his son."
Fan Xian was startled when he heard this, with a smile on his face. He looked at this sister who had no blood relationship with him in surprise. He remembered Fan Ruoruo's first warning, which was about Chu Pingsheng using Zhuang Mohan to mess with him. Why did the target suddenly change? Could it be that Guo Youzhi, the Qing court official who secretly met Zhuang Mohan, was more sensitive and capable of making a fuss?
"Guo Youzhi, do you think... is this possible?"
Emperor Qing was furious and looked at Guo Youzhi, the Minister of Rites.
"Your Majesty."
Guo Youzhiquan did not expect that the matter would involve him. He quickly crawled out from behind the food table and knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty... I... I... I... "
"I asked you whether what she said is true."
"Chen...chen..." Guo Youzhi glanced at Li Yunrui, then looked at the expressionless Chu Pingsheng, and said no. Under pressure, he gritted his teeth and denied: "Your Majesty has made it clear that I have never had a private meeting with Zhuang Mohan."
Emperor Qing turned his head and tilted his neck, looked at Chu Pingsheng and said, "Should I believe her? Or should I believe Guo Youzhi, the Minister of Rites?"
"Fan Ruoruo, when did I say that Guo Youzhi had met Zhuang Mohan?"
"Seven days...Seven days ago, in the early morning, you were on Niulan Street...what you said..."
Fan Xian frowned, thinking that something was wrong. Fan Ruoruo told him. The fact that Chu Pingsheng had the key to the long box clearly happened nine days ago.
"Seven days ago, what did I say on Niulan Street in the early morning? Why don't I remember it? Is there any witness?"
"Of course."
As for whether Fan Xian would be punished, Fan Ruoruo didn't care too much. He pointed behind the screen and said, "Ye Ling'er was there at the time."
Qing Emperor and All the ministers raised their heads together and looked at the screen opposite, which was embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns.
Ye Ling'er walked out bravely, took a few steps forward and knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, this is indeed the case."
"Well, I still can't remember what I said at that time. ..." Chu Pingsheng tapped his temples: "I drank a lot that day, but I only remember that Miss Qingshang's clothes were thin, her fingers were soft, and her singing voice was crisp to the bone. Are you sure we have met before?"
It's him, it's him, it's him.
Chen Wenchen felt that this was in line with Mr. Chu’s image! The person who wrote poems to Fan Xian...the illusion must be an illusion!
Fan Ruoruo looked at him bitterly: "Don't think that I don't know that you are just pretending to be confused."
"Then tell me, why did you go to me and what did we say? In front of the emperor, princess, courtiers, and foreign envoys, repeat what I said to you from beginning to end. This should help me remember what I said that night faster."
"We went to find you that night because..."
When Fan Ruoruo said this, she was stunned when she met Chu Pingsheng's gaze.
No, he didn't forget. He deliberately wanted to lead her and Ye Ling'er to confront each other in court, because Fan Xian didn't know about the bet, the emperor didn't know about the bet, and the same was true for everyone else.
Obviously, when things have developed to this point, Fan Xian's talent is over. Naturally, Chu Pingsheng won the bet that night, which meant that she and Ye Ling'er had to marry him as concubines. In order to prevent They went back on their word and refused to fulfill their agreement, allowing themselves to speak out in public, with the emperor as a witness.
This man... is so despicable!
Chu Pingsheng had a teasing smile on his lips: "Tell me why you came to find me."
"..."
Fan Ruoruo pursed her lips and looked embarrassed, but Ye Ling'er gritted her teeth and said, "We went to you that night to make a bet."
"What bet? ”
(End of this chapter)