It is said that the life of the traverser is colorful, but Chen Fang does not agree, it is usually okay, once it encounters a rainy day, especially the kind of rainy day that is a few days at once, it will ......

"Alas, when is this rain going to be, my son is already holding back mushrooms. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

In the corridor pavilion of the back flower courtyard, the dashing son, the eh, the prodigal son Chen Fang lay on the long stone chair of the corridor pavilion regardless of the image, casually threw away a pharmacopoeia that had been turned over several times, and then shamelessly opened his mouth and sent it to the side, enjoying the red grapes peeled off by Xiaohong's own hands.

"Brother Chen, if you let those screaming sons and brothers outside see your depraved appearance, will they still worship you?" Tang Yun's slender and white little hand was holding a thin brush to sketch on a piece of drawing paper, and from time to time he would raise his eyes to glance at Chen Fang, this time he raised his eyes just to see Chen Fang's behavior of such a "downwork", and immediately laughed.

"Cut, how can the chic of this son be something that ordinary people like them can experience?" Chen Fang said disdainfully.

Tang Yun and Liu Xiaorou, who was doing a female celebrity on the side, glanced at each other, and both smiled helplessly.

"Brother Chen, I peeled a pound of grapes for you, are you inspired?" Xiaohong asked.

"Hey, little girl, do you know what inspiration is, it's the source of our talented people's poetry, not that there are drops." Chen Fang's strange voice was strange.

"Oh." Xiaohong responded as if she didn't understand, and continued to peel grapes for Chen.

Chen Fang nodded with satisfaction when he saw this, and then pulled out the big folding fan from under his body and slapped it twice, but he really had the posture of a genius, at least other talents were shaking fans, and he was also shaking fans, but the fan in his hand was not a landscape painting, nor was it a plum orchid bamboo chrysanthemum, nor was it an elegant work such as mountains and flowing water.

Above is a mud pond and a dozen small loaches.

Speaking of this peculiar fan, we have to start a few days ago.

That night, after Tang Yun and Liu Xiaorou listened to Chen Fangnian's poem "Zhi Unpaid", they were deeply moved by the helplessness, melancholy and the difficulty of realizing the great ambition in the poem, and mistakenly thought that Chen Fang wanted to serve the court and wanted to serve the court, but there was no place to vote, so they decided to promote it for Chen Fang to improve his reputation.

It would be wrong to think that there was only one way to become an official in the Tang Dynasty. Although the imperial examination is the right way, there are still people in the world who do not follow the right path.

Many talented but did not pass the imperial examination system of scholars, if they meet a doctor who appreciates and appreciates their talents, they still have the opportunity to get a recommendation, from the officer, because Chen Fang has not directly entered the study hall, so Tang Yun and Liu Xiaorou agreed that to participate in the imperial examination normally, Chen Fang is not able to walk the single-plank bridge.

So they decided that Zeng Chen would let go of the crooked way and make a reputation as a talented man to see if he could be appreciated by Dr. Shi.

That night, they had already copied more than a dozen copies of the "Zhi Wei Paid" that Chen Fang had read.

Some of them were sent to the favorite places of scholars in Qinglou overnight, and some of them were posted in front of the door of the study in the city.

A day later, Tang Yun had ordered someone to go out to inquire, but it didn't cause any waves. After the next day, there was some movement. On the third day, after being sung by the top girl in a certain Qinglou, it immediately resonated with countless scholars.

It is said that when singing this song at that time, the first sentence of the top girl had already expressed the melancholy, the melancholy, and the decadence that could not be expressed vividly in Chen Fang's poem, and even couldn't help crying when she sang to the middle part.

At that time, after listening to this song, a group of depressed scholars immediately introduced Chen Fang as a confidant, hugged their heads and cried in twos and threes, and after crying, they said that Chen Fang had exhausted all kinds of frustrations in their hearts.

In the end, I even had to go with Chen Fang to discuss life and poetry, but unfortunately I asked all the friends of Bai Ding around, but no one had heard of the name Chen Fang, and they all thought that Chen Fang was a talented man from which township.

So they went up to the Qinglou together again, listened to the song again, and cried again.

When he first heard about this, Chen Fang was stunned for a long time, and his first reaction when he came back to his senses was, yes, this group of stupid noses. The second reaction was to ask Tang Yun if there was a patent law in this era, Qinglou used his poems to do business, could he ask for copyright fees, adaptation fees or something?

That look of a wealth fan made Tang Yun and Liu Xiaorou laugh.

When Tang Yun told him that there was no copyright law in this era, and when he couldn't get money, he suddenly secretly decided to seal his mouth and stop reciting poems, and at the same time, in order to show his determination, he personally scribbled on the Gongzi fan sent by Tang Yun, but he never thought that painting would become a mud pond and a dozen loaches.

Seeing that the masterpiece was natural, Chen Fang thought about it and didn't go to ravage the fan anymore, and stayed by his side.

As soon as the shocking poem came out, some people admired it, and naturally there would be jealous people, and after two days of excitement, someone suddenly jumped out, saying that the guy who wrote the poem "Zhi Wei" had no ink in his stomach at all, because there was no rhyme required by the poem in this poem.

At the beginning, many people thought that someone was jealous of Chen Fang's talent and deliberately slandered him, but later the master of the county study also came forward to accuse that this song "Zhi Wei Hui" was simply bullshit, and the criticism was one-sided.

The master said that Chen Fang is a person who has no ink in his stomach and cannot compose poetry, so Chen Fang must be a person who has no ink in his stomach and cannot compose poetry.

With the reversal of people's words, more and more people joined the ranks of criticizing Chen Fang, and there were even many people who had never read the poem before.

With the reaction of the majority of readers, Qinglou's top brand also had to take this peerless song off the shelves and replace it with a brisk, brisk, telling a group of scholars who are not afraid of authority and defeat the bullshit of fake learning, however, it is such a poem that has won the approval of a group of scholars.

Tang Yun and Liu Xiaorou, who learned the news, were shocked, for fear that it would affect them and even hurt Chen Fang, so they hurriedly ran over to apologize to Chen Fang.

However, Chen Fang only laughed and asked them, "Girls, have you seen that my son has lost weight?" ”

At first, they thought that Chen Fang was comforting them, after all, no one did not pay attention to reputation, but after two days, Chen Fang ate what he should eat, drank what he should drink, and when he had nothing to do, he actually began to flirt and play with a few women in the family, and they were convinced that Chen Fang really didn't care and breathed a sigh of relief.

But Xiaohong, the girl, didn't know where she learned the news, she was not convinced, and she had to ask Chen Fang to make another shocking work to brighten the eyes of those blind guys.

But Chen Fang refused.

Reason 1: Since the other party has no eyes, there is no possibility of blindness.

Reason 2 is that this baby is not inspired.

So in order to display the so-called source of creation, Xiaohong in the unknown sleeve began the drudgery of peeling the grape skin.

(The 6th more was delivered, and I rushed with all my might, but I didn't expect it to be past 12 o'clock, so I was really helpless.) ）