Many people echoed Chen Xuande's words.

Fang Jun drank silently, and his heart was already a little tired.

Li Chengqian, are you blind or what's the matter, look at who you are trying to woo? It's okay to say that the wine bag and rice bag are just not able to do things, at least it won't delay your big event. But these are so ambitious, greedy for pleasure, but self-righteous...... It's just a rabble.

These guys are going to burn high incense if they don't drag you into the pit, do they still expect to be your team in the future?

Eyes are not good......

In this kind of atmosphere, Fang Jun was already a little impatient and didn't want to stay any longer.

To paraphrase a common saying - the bird's nest knows the ambition of the bird?

Li Chengqian even had a temperament like Fang Jun, and when he saw Fang Jun's expression, he knew that it was not good, and his heart tightened. If this kid goes crazy in public, our prince's face will be lost! Li Chengqian hurriedly kicked Fang Jun a few times on the case, glared at him and reminded him to be patient for a moment.

Fang Jun was speechless......

However, the prince's face had to be given, so he had to drink stuffy.

Chen Xuande saw that Fang Jun did not respond to him, and his expression was a little uncertain. He is also a young talent, and he is famous in Guanzhong, but he is far inferior to Fang Jun, which inevitably makes him angry, envious, jealous and hateful.

Chen Xuande rolled his eyes and proposed: "Today is Fang Erlang's practice, why not take this opportunity to ask Fang Erlang to write a poem to make a magnificent appearance, and also let us see the peerless talent in the famous pass?" ”

Fang Jun's poetry is indeed well done, he is far inferior.

But Chen Xuande didn't believe that Fang Jun's poems were temporary works, and they were completed overnight. Poetry and poetry must be repeatedly scrutinized and carefully carved in order to achieve perfection. Thinking that Cao Zijian became a poem in seven steps, he was shocked, could Fang Jun be able to compare with Cao Zijian, who was eight buckets taller?

Chen Xuande didn't believe it and wanted to embarrass Fang Jun.

It's just that I relied on my father's power to marry a royal princess, and when it comes to talent, I don't believe that I can be better than me!

Pei Xuanji on the side smiled silently, glanced at Chen Xuande, and disdained.

Regardless of whether Fang Jun can write poems in front of the court, just say that today is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who holds a banquet for Fang Jun, where do you put His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in provoking Fang Jun like this? It's okay if you don't accept Fang Jun, but if you don't accept it, you have to hide it in your heart, can't you see that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince attaches importance to Fang Jun?

Such a shallow and impetuous person is not a good friend.

Pei Xuanji drank a glass of wine, and in his heart classified Chen Xuande as something that could not be deeply acquainted......

Li Chengqian's face was ugly, he glanced at Chen Xuande lightly, and said, "Today is just drinking and talking, and there is no need to write poems." ”

Chen Xuande's eyes suddenly turned the color of pig liver.

He naturally knew that the prince attached importance to Fang Jun, but he didn't expect to pay attention to it to the extent that he didn't hesitate to lose face to protect Fang Jun, and he couldn't help but secretly regret it.

Fang Jun chuckled lightly and said to Li Chengqian: "Since this friend Chen has Yaxing, if Weichen doesn't show his hand, won't he be looked down upon?" ”

After speaking, without waiting for Li Chengqian to speak, he looked at Chen Xuande and said lightly: "Chen Shubao, the former Chen and the queen, is Chen Friend's uncle?" ”

Chen Xuande's face was ugly, thinking that Fang Jun was just laughing at him for "the country is ruined", and anger rose in his heart, but because of the presence of the prince and Fang Jun's past reputation, he didn't dare to attack, but just gritted his teeth and said: "Exactly." ”

Fang Jun nodded: "It is rumored that Uncle Ling once made a song "Yushu Backyard Flowers"? ”

Chen Xuande felt a little proud: "Not bad." ”

Chen Shubao's literary brilliance is recognized by the world. This is not good to be an emperor, he was given to the country by the Great Sui, but he is quite successful as a poet, and "Yushu Backyard Flower" is also his masterpiece.

The white and white fat Feng Yan Dao Man groaned: "Liyu Fanglin is against the high pavilion, and the new makeup is glamorous. Yinghu Ning Jiao didn't go in at first, and greeted him with a smile when he came out. The face of the enchantress is like a flower with dew, and the jade tree shines in the backyard...... The talent of Hou Chen is indeed amazing. ”

"Backyard flower" is the name of a flower, this kind of flower grows in the south of the Yangtze River, because it is mostly cultivated in the garden, so it is called "backyard flower". The backyard flowers have red and white flowers, among which the white flowers bloom, when they are in full bloom, the crown is as beautiful as jade, so it is also called "the backyard flower of the jade tree".

Chen Shubao's poem is indeed at a good level.

It's just a pity that when Chen Shubao filled in this new poem, he didn't know that it was his own poverty and luxury, which was already doomed to the end of Hou Chen......

Fang Jun said: "I will make a song "Bo Qinhuai" in the next place, and pay tribute to Chen Houzhu. ”

Everyone gathered their voices and waited for Fang Jun to compose a new poem.

Pei Xuanji looked at Fang Jun with interest, this guy wouldn't mention Empress Chen's poem "Yushu Backyard Flower" for no reason, did he also want to compose such a poem to compete with Empress Chen?

Chen Xuande also became nervous.

He thought about it the same as Pei Xuanji, and he was very annoyed!

If you have anything to do with me, you actually pointed the finger at my uncle, it's really hateful! It's nothing if you lose, and it's nothing to be ashamed, but if Fang Jun wins his uncle's "Yushu Backyard Flower", wouldn't he stomp the entire Chen family under his feet?

But after all, he provoked it first, and even if he regretted it at this time, he couldn't stop it.

can only expect Fang Jun to not have the amazing talent of "Seven Steps into a Poem",

But how did he know, not only "seven steps into poetry", it is not difficult for you to let Fang Jun "become a poem in one step......

Fang Jun groaned.

Others thought he was conceiving, but they didn't know that he was just reciting it silently in his heart, otherwise there would be a mistake in reciting the poem, and it would be a loss of the traverser's face......

Leaning slightly, Fang Jun groaned in a deep voice: "The smoke cage is cold and the water is cold and the moon is long and sandy, and the night park Qinhuai is close to the restaurant......

Just read out the halfway, Pei Xuanji struck the festival and praised: "Good poem! ”

The rhythm, diction, and artistic conception, although only half of the poem, have reached a considerable height, and if the second half of the poem can be given the real theme and soul of the whole poem on this basis, then it can be called a masterpiece!

Chen Xuande's face turned a little pale......

The rest of them were all waiting for Fang Jun to read out the second half.

Lao Du's poem naturally will not disappoint everyone, when Fang Jun read out "The merchant girl does not know the hatred of the country, and she still sings the flowers in the backyard across the river", the room was silent and silent.

Li Chengqian stroked his forehead with his hand and sighed helplessly, knowing that Fang Jun was not easy to be bullied, this counterattack ...... Gee!

Pei Xuanji has a big mouth, if he doesn't have to pay attention to some face after all, he wants to stand up and yell and cheer!

Feng Yandao's small eyes were shining, and he looked at Fang Jun as if he had found a peerless beauty.

It's so talented......

The reason why this poem brings such a strong shock to everyone is not that the poem itself is so otherworldly - of course, Du Mu's poem is not good? It's so timely!

What is the highest level of slapping in the face?

It is to poke you in the proudest place, poke into your lungs and make you speechless, you can only taste the bitterness silently!

Chen Shubao made "Yushu Backyard Flowers", and what does Fang Jun say in his poem?

"The merchant girl doesn't know the hatred of the country, and she still sings the backyard flowers across the river"!

What else are you singing "Backyard Flowers", do you know that you are going to die in the country? No matter how good your "Backyard Flower" is, it can't hide the incompetence of the building that is about to collapse but still have fun, and the tragedy of the country's ruin!

The most ruthless thing is that Chen Shubao was compared to a lowly "business girl"......

But ask yourself, how can Chen Shubao, who is extravagant and only knows pleasure, be better than a "business girl"?

Chen Xuande's blood rushed out of his head, he got up angrily, and shouted, "You...... It's just too deceitful! ”

Fang Jun raised his eyebrows and said casually: "You asked me to compose poems, and you scolded people?" Besides, it's just a matter of facts, and the words are rough, and the reason is not rough! ”

I wrote a poem to scold you, what?

Am I wrong to scold?

Chen Xuande was so ashamed that he didn't even have basic etiquette, so he hid his face and left.

No one cares about him, it's just a humiliation, who will complain?

Fang Er wrote a poem and scolded the Mingyue girl in the Drunken Immortal Building and cried several times, don't you know wow? But I still have to hit the knife edge, I really want to die......

Pei Xuanji praised: "This poem ...... It's amazing! Fang Erlang is amazingly talented, and a certain five-body throws himself to the ground! ”

Talent is so quick, who dares to disagree with the people here?

Fang Jun shook his head slightly.

Touting yourself a few words, you become a confidant?

! The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other.

After drinking a glass of wine again, Fang Jun stood up and waved to the Zhike monk on the side: "Pen and ink waiting!" ”

Still want to write poetry?

Li Chengqian's heart trembled, and he pulled Fang Jun: "Erlang, it's better to ...... if you don't compose poetry."

Who knows who this kid is going to scold?