When Fu Zhenyu and Cang Zijian appeared on the splint together, Zhenyuanhou knew that the two were reconciled. When the Marquis of Zhenyuan was pondering what he had done, he heard his son cry out dissatisfiedly: "Master, you just have a soft heart, at least hold on for a while!" Don't you want to lose face? ”

"Master Hou."

After meeting the Marquis of the same town, Fu Zhenyu spoke to Gu Yongyan and asked rhetorically: "Young man, can you eat face?" Is it good to have the food I cooked? ”

Although Gu Yongyan joked first, Fu Zhenyu put his unhappiness on his face after asking so rhetorically. Everyone has their own choices, but teenagers who strive to become orthodox literati think that there is only one choice.

Face is very important.

Laughing, Gu Yongyan said solemnly: "Face can't be eaten, but it's very important." If you don't eat Master's cooking, you can live; If you lose face, you will have a hard time. Yes, face, I want. ”

Marquis Zhenyuan obviously disagreed with this point of view, but he wanted to see how Fu Zhenyu answered, so he didn't say anything; Kurazijian smiled, calmly walked to the tea house on the deck, and began to make tea for everyone. With that casual posture, he was not worried that Fu Zhenyu would not be able to handle this trivial matter.

Fu Zhenyu was slightly stunned.

In the same way, Fu Zhenyu also said to the shopkeeper Tong, at that time, the eyes sent by the shopkeeper Tong were very admirable! People are really different - oh, it's her wrong, people are different. Realizing the problem, Fu Zhenyu smiled and first recognized Gu Yongyan's point of view: "Well, you're right, that's right, you definitely want face." But what is more important than face is the lining. I rarely wear skirts, do you know why? ”

"Yes, aren't you afraid of what others say?" Gu Yongyan guessed not very sure.

Fu Zhenyu shook his head and said, "No, the reason why I wear men's clothes is that I am afraid of what others say." ”

At this time, even Cang Zijian, who was making tea, looked over.

I'm afraid that people will say, so why do you still do it?

Fu Zhenyu didn't have the kung fu to care about others, so he only said to Gu Yongyan: "To be exact, it's annoying others." I am not afraid to be a female master and become an outlier in the eyes of others. But when I put on men's clothes, people at most mumble about my gender. If they dare to come and ask me, I will dare to squirt back; If they do not come, I will be pure; On the contrary, if you wear women's clothes, you will cause a lot of public outrage, and you will be asking for trouble. ”

Cangzi was firm and said, "But, you're lazy." ”

Because I am lazy, I have to find the most trouble-free way.

Fu Zhenyu took the time to reply to Cang Zijian with an expression of "you really understand me", and said to Gu Yongyan: "Face is really not the standard for literati. As for the people below, it is more insulting. I don't deliberately focus on face, except for meaningful face. Of course, I have no objection to you becoming such a person. ”

Become someone like that? Is there an insult to Sven? Gu Yongyan didn't know whether to be annoyed or laughed, so he kicked the ball out: "What does Master think, what kind of literati are?" Mr. Uejo? ”

"Of course not! Don't talk about it, don't talk about it, don't talk about it, and it will affect the ten clans, don't say whether this is a literati or not, is it difficult to say that he is a person? Fu Zhenyu wailed with a little excitement.

The Marquis of Zhenyuan kept bowing his head behind her......

Kurako looked at her with resentment......

When Gu Yongyan heard that she was not a senior in the literary world today, she asked her: "Who is that?" ”

Fu Zhenyu smiled at the wind, her smile was full of admiration, and she said, "Naturally, Mr. Drunkard and Mr. Jiaxuan." ”

The two people she said, the two of them are one literary and one martial, the former created the literary style of the previous dynasty, and even sat down as the prime minister; The latter was born in the last years of the dynasty, and has been fighting horses all his life, although it is difficult to pay for his ambitions, but he has always been determined to recover and has never changed. But it is precisely with such people with lofty ideals that there is today's holy pilgrimage. Therefore, Gu Yongyan immediately had a different opinion: "These two are not so much literati as pillars of the country, right?" ”

Fu Zhenyu snorted coldly and asked, "You go and ask Su Dawenhao, does he recognize Mr. Drunkard as a teacher!" ”

Don't say you can't ask, even if you ask, it's useless. That's his master, can you not admit it?

Gu Yongyan was speechless.

Fu Zhenyu scolded again and asked: "You go to the current literati to find someone whose poetry is stronger than Mr. Jiaxuan." ”

Gu Yongyan found out that his master was looking for trouble, so he couldn't do it, because he said: "These two things are not popular in the Holy Dynasty, and the Lord is writing a pun!" ”

"The text can't be circulated, and the transmission degree among the people is not as good as the book!"

Gu Yongyan was speechless again.

Talk about the book, don't say anything else, he also likes to read it.

Fu Zhenyu accepted it when he saw it, and said: "My point of view is that it doesn't matter if you practice martial arts and writing, just use it." If it's useless, there's no point in doing anything. Also, the face is really not important, the inside is even more important, you see. ”

Saying that, Fu Zhenyu walked up to Cang Zijian and coquettishly: "Senior brother, I want to eat bayberry." ”

The bayberry is in season, the red and pitiful, the sweet and sour taste, is even more annoying, lingering. You don't have to go anywhere else, you can buy a boat on the shore. Such a small request, how could Cangzijian not be? He got up, summoned a boatman, bought two baskets, and shared them with the people. The one given to Fu Zhenyu was washed by him personally.

Fu Zhenyu held up the bayberry twice as big as his finger, and showed off to Gu Yongyan: "Is the lining good, or is the face better?" ”

Gu Yongyan said disdainfully: "But a few bayberry, if you can afford it yourself, I can buy it too!" ”

"But it's definitely not as delicious as the big brother bought~"

"Isn't it the same?"

"Silly boy." A silly boy who doesn't understand amorous style.

"It's Master, you're stupid!"

The two were eating bayberry and bickering, which was very compatible. I don't know, I thought it was a little couple. Marquis Zhenyuan patted Cang Zijian's shoulder and praised sincerely: "I didn't expect you to be such a generous person." ”

Cangzijian took a bite of bayberry and didn't speak.

Who said he was generous?

It's just that the taste of love is like this bayberry, sweet with sour, or sweet with sour, which is more appropriate.

The Marquis of Zhenyuan had a bad mouth, so he threw it away after eating two or three tastings, and said directly to Cang Zijian: "You want to overturn the case for Li Gelao, right?" There is a need for an old man, just open your mouth. ”

"Zijian thanked Master Hou first."

However, it is not needed yet. If you don't use it, you don't need to talk about the conditions. The two of them knew it, drank a cup of tea each, and acquiesced in some kind of possible cooperation. The small teacup that was several times smaller than the palm of his hand, Zhenyuanhou lost it after drinking it, and ordered his subordinates: "Change to a big tea bowl." ”

Tea bowl, that is the favorite of the Marquis of Zhenyuan.

Compared with the extremely comfortable people on the boat, Fan Ming has been living a miserable life these days. The first time she knew, it was her grandfather who loved each other, that is, her father and brother, and she couldn't do anything.

Before taking the county exam, she only told her grandfather.

Grandfather said, yes.

So she went to take the test.

After taking the head of the case, the people of the Fan family knew what she had done. At this time, some people had already begun to oppose her continuing to take the exam. Only my grandfather, because he was the head of the case, let himself continue to take the exam.

The Fan family has been forged by many people for a hundred years, but the Fan family has been the credit of his grandfather in the past 30 years. He agreed, and others had to endure it.

When she came back from the first test, her grandfather smiled.

In her memory, this was the first time her grandfather showed his face to someone. Once upon a time, my grandfather's laughter was left to the book. Naturally, she laughed along with her grandfather. It's a pity that the smile on her face froze as soon as it bloomed.

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