On the morning of the first day of February, a light rain fell in Chang'an City. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fang Ying was bored and sat in the pavilion of the courtyard to admire the first flowers, which were washed by the rain, but they bloomed more brightly.

Fang Ying has a slightly chubby figure, a round face, and very delicate facial features, she can be called a beauty in the Tang Dynasty, an era when fat is beautiful, and even in later generations, she can definitely be called a beauty.

Her beauty is spiritual and difficult to describe, but after one glance, no one can ignore her beauty.

Just when Fang Ying was holding her chin and frowning slightly, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old maid hurriedly ran over, Fang Ying saw that it was her maid Xiaoyu, and couldn't help but condense: "What are you doing running so fast, there is no such thing as a maid." ”

Xiao Yu smiled bitterly and said, "Miss has taught you a lesson, the slower Xiao Yu walks in the future, the better......"

"Okay, okay, you girl knows that you're poor here, and I'll ask you, what's the matter with running so fast?"

Xiao Yu nodded again and again, and said with a smile: "Miss, it's two good things, which one do you want to hear?" ”

"Since it's all good things, it's okay to listen to that one, you can say whatever you want."

Xiao Yu smiled and said, "Miss, the first good thing is that Princess Danyang of the Gu Tiao Pavilion sent a letter, and she wants to ask Miss to attend the outing tomorrow. ”

"Going out in the suburbs is a lively thing, not a few times a year, Miss Ben naturally wants to go, and she has promised Princess Danyang before, you can say the second good thing."

"Miss, this second good thing is that Miss has a good eye, and she rejected Tang Zhou's public confession at the beginning."

Hearing Xiaoyu suddenly mention this matter, Fang Ying was a little puzzled, and said: "How can you say this, could it be that Tang Zhou did something embarrassing in Chang'an City?" ”

"Miss, this time Tang Zhou is not only embarrassed in Chang'an City, he is embarrassed in the main hall, do you know what he has done, he owes money to others, in order to repay the debt, he actually went to the restaurant to be a cook for others, after Lord Wei Zheng Wei learned about it, he was impeached in the court!"

Fang Ying frowned slightly, she didn't expect that the dignified Tang Marquis would go to the restaurant to be a cook for people, but she was just puzzled for a while, and soon she forgot about it, for her, Tang Zhou was just a passerby, whether he was good or bad in the future, what does it have to do with herself?

I would never like that kind of loser.

Spring rain is as expensive as oil.

The ancient tune pavilion is particularly lively today, and the hall on the first floor brings together a lot of talented and beautiful people in Chang'an City, and they are together to write poems and sing to each other, so happy.

And at this time, a noble man suddenly stood up and chanted loudly: "Slow fire, less water, when the fire is enough, he is beautiful." Get up every day to make a bowl, and you can be full of your own family. ”

After the noble boy finished chanting, he immediately attracted the laughter of everyone next to him.

"Brother Wei, what kind of bullshit poetry are you, you just don't know anything."

A slender and handsome man asked with a smile as if he had seen the most similar thing in the world.

The person who is called Brother Wei is called Wei Zhiyuan, the son of Wei Ting, the servant of the Ministry of Officials, and is quite famous in Chang'an City, and the person who questioned is named Cen Changqian, who is a Chinese scholar and a famous talent in Chang'an City.

After Wei Zhiqi was questioned by Cen Changqian, he didn't feel ashamed, and said with a smile: "Brother Cen doesn't think this poem is funny, or even smooth at all?" ”

"It's not only funny, but it's not at all levels."

Literati are light, and the poems made by others are not good, if you don't crack down, you will be sorry for the name of literati.

"Then Brother Cen wants to know the name of this poem?"

The others didn't feel embarrassed at all when they saw Wei Zhiqi, and they asked back and forth like this, and they were all interested for a while, and hurriedly asked on behalf of Cen Changqian: "Oh, what's the name of this poem?" ”

"Hahaha, this poem is the "Pork Eating Poem" made by our Tang Dynasty Marquis Tang Zhou, what do you think? I also get up every day to play a bowl, a Hou Ye actually pursues this, likes to eat pork, hahaha......"

Wei Zhiwei's words were very explicit, full of ridicule and disdain, and at this time, the others finally understood why Wei Zhibei wanted to chant this poem, it turned out that he was mocking this poem.

After everyone tasted this "Pork Eating Poem", they couldn't help laughing, and they also felt that this poem was bullshit, this is a poem.

For a while, there were those who said that this poem was unbearable, and there were those who said that the person who made this poem had no talent, anyway, whether it was this poem or the author of this poem, they were criticized by these high-ranking talents.

And at this time, in a room on the second floor of the Ancient Tune Pavilion, a gorgeous lady was half-leaning on the bed reading a book, and after hearing the laughter outside, she frowned slightly, looked at the maid next to her and said: "The Ancient Tune Pavilion is a place for Chang'an talents to learn their talents, why are you so frolicking today?" ”

The maid looked frightened and told the woman what happened in the hall on the first floor, and after the woman chanted the "Pork Eater", she also felt that she had no talent at all, but she could also hear the open-mindedness and love for food expressed in this poem.

"This poem was written by the little marquis of Tang who was impeached by Wei Zheng, right?"

"Yes, Princess Danyang, not many people know about this, but for some reason, since this morning, almost all of Chang'an City knows that Tang Xiaohou has been a cook for others, and he has made such an unpopular poem, and now, Tang Xiaohou has grown up as a laughing stock in Ancheng."

The woman leaning on the bed is the owner of the ancient pavilion, Princess Danyang, Princess Danyang is Li Shimin's sister, married to the right guard general Xue Wanche, but Princess Danyang does not like Xue Wanche, in her opinion, she is just her imperial brother in order to win over the courtiers of the victim, and that Xue Wanche is a reckless man, no ink on his chest, so she is very disliked, so she built such an ancient pavilion in this Chang'an city, and invites Chang'an talents to come here to chant poems on weekdays, as for Xue Mansion, she wants to go back, and if she doesn't want to go back, she stays in the ancient pavilion.

Although she is often gossiped about, she doesn't care.

At this time, after Danyang listened to the words of the maid, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she is a smart person, she thinks that her power and scheming skills are not inferior to the court boys, and now that such things have happened in Chang'an City, what conspiracy is behind it, she can see through it at a glance.

Someone wants to stink Tang Zhou, and this person is not in the court.

It was originally a shame for Datang, but it was rumored, so this matter definitely didn't come from the court, and those ministers in the court didn't want to offend her imperial brother.

Who is this person?