Chapter Twenty-Seven: Ten Thousand Years of Silence

Although Fang Yun has been belittled by many people recently, Liu Xiyao has not yet come, and these talents dare not come forward to be sarcastic, they are just in groups of three or five, saying words that are not good. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The guy who copied the poem is here, you see what good words he can say today."

"In addition to the font style, there is no other ability!"

"Yes, handsome people can eat with their faces, haha."

"Not really, but we really don't dare to show up if we don't have some talent."

His Royal Highness the Prince of the World listened to the rumors, and his brows did not wrinkle once, but Yan Shihan was really uncomfortable when he heard it, obviously he invited him over, but he had to suffer this crime.

"Come here, Miss Shihan, you don't know anything in the Spring Pavilion, someone may be a liar." A famous talent in Hangzhou came over, Yan Shihan can only treat people with a smile, in the red dust, if she can't go around among the talented and noble sons, she can't become the top brand of Chunyi Pavilion.

"Thank you for the reminder, it's just ....." Yan Shihan is in a dilemma.

Fang Yun smiled, depending on her past, she has nothing to do, don't worry, this kind of small occasion is stressful for ordinary people, but His Royal Highness the Prince doesn't care, he is forced to practice a set of Tai Chi for them, and they will be beaten to death.

Anyway, a group of idlers who have nothing to do when they are full, neither do business, nor do they farm, they know how to dance and write and ink all day long, but the calligraphy and poetry are not very good, anyway, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World didn't see it, what contribution did they have to Qianyang.

The calm and calm temperament appeared on Fang Yun, Yan Shihan was not surprised, because she had seen Fang Wenmo's amazing appearance at the last poetry meeting, indifferent, chic, and unrestrained image did not know how many women's hearts had touched.

It's a pity that this person doesn't want to be a person all the way with them, he is obviously amazing, but he always plays boxing and practicing swords in the West Lake, the soft cotton boxing technique, the sparse swordsmanship, Yan Shihan has a headache when he sees it, he obviously has a talent in calligraphy and poetry, but what kind of martial arts do he go to practice, isn't this full of food?

Fang Yun sat alone, there was no one around, His Royal Highness the Prince was happy, drinking tea leisurely, listening to others talking about himself, it was a little interesting, that Liu Xiyao was also an old Wang Ba, thinking about himself all day long, and using Wang Anshi's momentum to criticize Yan Wangfu, I really don't know where the talent jumped out.

Wang Anshi and his father Wang talked that day, Fang Yun knew something, Wang Anshi was angry at why King Yan left Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures, others don't know what this Qianyang is, Wang Anshi is clear, that Tong Guan went to Yanyun, not to mention that Yanyun has more than 100,000 veterans, even if he is adding 100,000, sooner or later he will be so greedy that the army will be disheartened and unable to fight.

King Yan didn't want to say these useless words to him, and his words were not polite, the two quarreled, and after a while, he asked his father to invite him out of the palace, and Wang Anshi didn't scold it.

Fang Yun sometimes thinks about this group of so-called scholars, Confucian, it's really ridiculous, his father led more than 100,000 soldiers to defeat the sixteen states of Yanyun, you casually say that this is the merit of the saints, that's okay, King Yan can't grab it, but I don't want to think about it, if there are no frontier soldiers who defend the country for the Central Plains, how can they live and work in peace and contentment?

They scolded the northern army all day long for killing people without blinking, but if they didn't kill people, wouldn't they know that it was the common people of the Central Plains who were killed?

What are the Liao people like? What are the Mongols like? The people of the Central Plains don't know, the people of Jiangnan don't know, maybe one day they will be beaten in, and they will cry bitterly and say, why no one goes to the frontier to fight the enemy? Why let them into our homes?

Fang Yun really wanted to see if that day, this group of scholars would kneel at the feet of the soldiers they once looked down on, the current military masters, and then prayed, save me, save them.

He felt the sneering gaze from time to time, the chatter between men and women, a group of scholars talking about how powerful the country was, how the Liao people and Mongolia drank blood, and what a barren land the Jurchens lived in.

As the number of people increased, the topic gradually became the poetry of the Dragon Boat Festival, and some talented people talked about it, who has any good words in their hearts, hurry up and listen to it.

There are a lot of talented people in Hangzhou, and the average scholar who knows two poems will be called a genius, Fang Yun scoffed at this, these readers, as long as they follow the right person, drink twice without anything, go to the Qinglou a few times with their shoulders together, and praise each other, they will naturally become talents.

Fang Yun doesn't think that he is a genius, but he feels that he has a much greater role than talents, not to mention others, one refined salt is enough to improve the living standards of the vast majority of people, when he comes to this world, Fang Yun didn't think about being bland, he wants to go all over the rivers and lakes and use his best to change this world, otherwise what mark can show that you have been here?

When they come late, they will be noticed, and the arrival of some big people will make people look at them with the voice of the family, and those who know each other and those who don't know each other have stood up and touted these noble people.

These people are all some elderly literati and officials, Fang Yun, as the only one who didn't get up, didn't know how many eyes to look at, Yan Shihan shook his head secretly, this Fang Wenmo is a little worthless, that time he quarreled with Liu Xiyao, and he was only with him, at this time, they were all offended.

Wang Anshi heard that he was still angry with King Yan, and he didn't come today, Liu Xiyao walked in in a good mood, because he actually met the prince and princess just now, and he was really lucky, although he would not sit in the main seat today, but he was still very lucky to make friends with the royal family.

It's just that when I stepped into the courtyard, I saw the young man who was dizzy with his anger, Wenmo, yes, what is his name Wenmo.

"You, a junior who doesn't read the books of the sages, are still meditating here, didn't your father teach you etiquette?" In order to leave a good impression on the princess and princess, Liu Xiyao had to reprimand this person by the way.

"That's right, Liu Gong, don't you know, this person has been sitting here and has never stood up."

"No, I don't know if he is a relative of the emperor or a big man."

Liu Xiyao snorted coldly: "What, you came to participate in the poetry meeting, don't you dare to speak?" ”

Fang Yun lowered his head to drink tea, he didn't look at him, and Liu Xiyao, who was a little angry, just wanted to teach him a lesson, when he heard a voice.

"The third prince Fang Kai, the fifth prince Fang Xu, and the little princess Fang Qing came to participate in this poetry meeting." The family didn't know if he had broken his throat, it was deafening, everyone looked over, and their hearts were not calm, and they actually saw the emperor's children.

Liu Xiyao looked directly at Fang Yun, who was extremely calm, if you have the ability, you can sit back and see how long you can be tough.

Fang Kai and others are wearing luxurious palace clothes, handsome men and women, all of them have extraordinary temperament, at first glance, they are the dragons and phoenixes among the people, and the talented and beautiful women are paying attention, this is the royal family, Su Wenbin, Liu Yunhe, Xu Zhiyuan, as followers, they will not be called, they just want to be a follower quietly, but after all, they are all followers of the prince and princess.

The third prince Fang Kai was very surprised that Fang Yun was sitting here alone, he came to this poetry meeting, and he also thought about whether to ask Fang Yun to come over, but recently this imperial brother always went to Leifeng Pagoda, and he couldn't see a trace for a while, so he gave up this idea after thinking about it, but he didn't expect him to come alone.

The prince and princess looked here, naturally looking at Fang Yun, with surprise or confusion in their eyes, but in Liu Xiyao's eyes, they clearly saw anger, and even the prince was shocked, someone dared to meet the royal family and make a mistake.

"Okay, you junior, you don't see the prince and princess yet, who taught you your etiquette, don't your father and mother know to take care of you?" Liu Xiyao reprimanded loudly, attracting everyone's attention, Fang Kai, Fang Xu, Fang Qing were dumbfounded, this Confucian dared to scold him, it was really an old birthday star who hanged himself to die, you can scold him, and say that his father and his mother?

"Oh, my dad really didn't discipline me, but why do you call my mother? Just because you are a great Confucian who was brought out by a group of so-called talents? "Fang Yun has a lot of respect for this woman who died to give birth to him, if she hadn't given birth to this Fang Yun, she wouldn't have died so early, but if she hadn't given birth to Xia Yun, she would have been able to see Lord Yama in her previous life.

One sentence made the hundreds of people in the courtyard dare not breathe, the three royal families did not sit down, and everyone did not dare to sit down, all of them looked around at the young man who did not stop talking.

"You, you, you junior, dare to say such deviant and rebellious words." Liu Xiyao trembled angrily, and he wanted to scold when he pointed at Fang Yun.

"That's right, when I saw the prince and princess, I was rude, and when I saw the elders, I really thought you were a big man."

"Liu Gong was originally a great Confucian, you said that we are scholars, and we will fight with you."

"That's presumptuous." An elder was furious.

Fang Yun took a sip of tea lightly: "My surname is Fang, my name is Yun, the word, the text"

"Surname Fang? What about the surname Fang? ”

"That's it, isn't it still royalty?"

Only a few people said this kind of thing, and the others all trembled, Liu Xiyao Leng Ding heard the surname Fang Mingyun, isn't this the son of King Yan? He also inquired deliberately, and cold sweat broke out directly all over his body, and his eyes looked straight at the young man sitting in front of him.

At this time, several princes and princesses also walked in front of him, Fang Yun stood up and touched the little princess's head with everyone's shocked expressions, Fang Qing snorted lightly, wanting to shake her head away.

"You didn't tell me when you participated in the poetry meeting, and secretly came here to see my jokes." Fang Yun pinched Fang Qing's little tender face, Liu Xiyao clenched his fists, sweating profusely, not knowing what kind of struggle he was doing in his heart at this time.

"Brother Yun'er, don't talk nonsense, we arrived early, but in other courtyards." Fang Xu smiled awkwardly.

"Wenmo, they don't know who you are?" Fang Kai looked around and asked.

Fang Yun waved his hand at him and turned his head to look at Liu Xiyao: "It doesn't really matter who I am, but I found that some people always say that they are great Confucians, very powerful?" What works do you have? What are some famous poems? Have you ever been on the royal list? Or what kind of official have you been? ”

"What about you?" Fang Yun snorted coldly, and Liu Xiyao took a step back.

"Soldiers can be killed, but they can't be humiliated, even if you are His Royal Highness?" Liu Xiyao calmed down.

"When have I insulted you? I just asked you again, but you didn't answer? Fang Yun's eyes narrowed slightly.

Fang Kai and the others sat down, and on the side, Liu Yunhe and the three of them who followed behind shouted in their hearts, fortunately, they had seen Fang Yun riding a horse around the West Lake that day, otherwise he would really have fallen into the well for His Royal Highness the Prince, and he would definitely have no good fruit to eat in the future.

Some of the so-called geniuses who had sneered at His Royal Highness the Prince of the World fell on their seats one after another, and the thought kept jumping in their hearts that they were standing behind Liu Xiyao to satirize His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, and they were not the sons of other princes, but His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan Wangfu.

This His Royal Highness is really angry, it is difficult for himself and others to really want to die, and it is not good to be tortured, some people are sweating in their heads, and they just want to find some remedies at this time.

Yan Shihan's eyes flashed with a strange color, but they dimmed in an instant, Chu Fei'er of Manmiaofang used to look down on this rich kid, and thought that he was just a layman who wanted to blend in with their circle.

Originally, Fang Yun knocked Liu Xiyao unconscious last time, which made her so angry, at this time, I thought that this person had offended the royal family, and the end was almost settled, but it turned out that it was His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, and for a while, Chu Fei'er didn't even have the heart to be angry.

The gap is too big, and the rest is either jealousy or admiration.

"The old man can be praised by many students, it is naturally the old man's ability, what does it have to do with you?" Liu Xiyao Zhenzhen has words, and he is not convinced at all, which also makes some talented people admire, this is a scholar, he has backbone, and he dares to do this in the face of His Royal Highness the Prince.

"Hehe, okay, then I'll tell you what you've done, Liu Xiyao, one in fifty, a native of Shandong, married a wife at the age of eighteen, but in order to go to Beijing to catch the exam, in order to entangle, he sold his wife and children, am I right?" Fang Yun took out a piece of rice paper and read.

"You, you're spewing blood." Liu Xiyao looked shocked and trembled, he really didn't expect that his old bottom would be found out.

Some talented people looked at him, although they didn't believe in this matter yet, Liu Xiyao's complexion changed greatly, and there must be something wrong.

Fang Yun glanced at him, and continued: "When you entered Beijing to take the exam, you were not on the list, but you sold your wife and children, sold your house, and sold your land, and you had a lot of money in your hands, in order to have a good reputation in Bianjing, you deliberately made friends with some famous talents on the list, which cost a lot of silver, making others think that Liu Xiyao was about the same as these Jinshi champions, but you were unlucky, so you didn't make the list, but you didn't have much money at that time, and you deceived a Qinglou woman with all her belongings, I thought you would marry her, but I spent all the money, He hooked up with another woman, but the heartbroken woman committed suicide by throwing herself into a well. ”

"You were abducted and deceived all the way, and you came to Hangzhou, relying on a lot of deceived disciples to take silver to supply, among which there was also a disciple's wife who was forcibly occupied by you, and after being discovered by that disciple, you colluded with the government, and was also accused of killing your wife and going to prison, how many real poor talents have you been forced to die by you for so many years? How many rich children who are rich but don't even know two words, let you say that you are talented? You have been praised as a great Confucian by some so-called talents, and several of them have been given silver by you, please eat flower wine, right? I won't say who it is, Liu Daru, I just want to ask, what am I talking about? Fang Yun sneered, threw the rice paper on his face, and Liu Xiyao, who was trembling all over, tore off the rice paper.

While frantically eating the paper, he shouted: "No, no, I'm not that kind of person, I'm a Confucian, I'm a genius, I didn't sell my wife, my son, my son I didn't sell!" I didn't, I didn't!! I'm real. ”

Looking at Liu Xiyao, who was almost crazy, if this group of so-called talents still couldn't guess whether what Fang Yun said was true or false, then he could also jump into the well, Liu Xiyao's madness was mainly due to his scheming every day, for the sake of fame, he didn't know how many people he had calculated and how many evil things he had done, but this had to make him scared.

As a result, when he met Fang Yun, he repeatedly suffered from disappointment, and the last time he fainted, it showed that Liu Xiyao's mind was not firm enough, Fang Yun gave him all the details, and directly asked for his old life, for this kind of person, killing him is not the most important thing, it is to demolish him, open it from beginning to end, let his thoughts that have been passed down through the ages be shattered, and let him stint for thousands of years.