"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Second worship high hall!"

"Husband and wife worship each other!"

In front of the old woman Chen, Chen Jing and his wife officially visited the church and got married, and then sent them to the cave room, while the head of the family, Chen Mingding, personally handled the funeral of Mrs. Chen.

Chen Mingding is open-minded by nature, and understands that he can't wronged the newlywed Chen Jing and his wife, and let the guests celebrate according to the wedding banquet, but after all, they are dead.

The full house was very conflicted.

The Chen family has such a major event, it is impossible to leave, and they must stay here to do their best, but happy events and funerals are added together, no one is comfortable, celebration is not successful, and mourning is not successful.

Not long after, something strange happened in the Chen Mansion, and in addition to the original red ribbon, there was also a white cloth belt on the waists of the subordinates. The red lanterns in the courtyard have not been torn off, but the dragon and phoenix red candles in the main hall have been replaced with white candles, and this main hall will inevitably become a mourning hall tomorrow.

The atmosphere in the Chen Mansion was unprecedentedly depressing, and even the usually unscrupulous college scholars became extremely restrained, and they didn't know what to say, for fear of making a mistake and committing a taboo.

At such a time, joy is disrespecting Mrs. Chen, and sadness is offending the newcomers of the Chen family.

At first, everyone just ate the food silently and didn't even drink wine, but soon, a more strange scene happened.

It was obviously a wedding banquet here, but the literati at each table began to discuss the scriptures, scriptures and theories of the saints, one by one, just like the students in the school palace, they were quoted and carefully considered.

Fang Yun listened for a while, raised his forehead and bowed his head, this atmosphere is simply a unique in the ten countries, if it happens in an ordinary wealthy family, it will inevitably become a joke in the "Wenbao", but it cannot be published if it is a half-saint family.

Zhao Hong's makeup was unusually well-behaved, with her head down, constantly playing with her fingers, and not saying a word.

The status of the people at Fang Yun's table is too high, opening his mouth to level the world and closing his mouth to the holy way, even if he just talks casually, he has a kind of power to push people away, not to mention Fang Yun. Even if you become a jinshi, it is impossible to interject.

There is also a Hanlin on the side, who is more cautious than Zhao Hongxiang, and keeps his mouth shut for fear of accidentally saying something that should not be said.

Fang Yun listened carefully at first, but the more he listened, the more confused he became, the realm was too different, it took almost thirty breaths to figure out a sentence, but thirty breaths was enough for several scholars to say four or five sentences.

Not only that, but sometimes when it came to profound doctrines, the voices of several scholars completely dissolved into a strange and ethereal voice, which could clearly understand every word. But when you connect them, you don't understand what it means, and you forget them in the blink of an eye, as if a person's brain can't carry the power of a scholar.

Fang Yun quickly changed his strategy, no longer understood, but recorded the words of several scholars in the world of strange books, and slowly read them in the future.

Fang Yun silently recorded that the exchanges between scholars were extraordinary, and they didn't need to understand it, even if they could remember it, it was a valuable asset. It's almost the same as listening to a Confucian lecture.

The conversation of these scholars is already close to the realm of "discussing the Tao", and occasionally a few words will cause Fang Qi's blood to surge, and even the Wengong will be slightly shaken, and the talent will flow turbulently.

Fang Yun was not afraid. Keep sticking to the record.

The Wenqu starlight in the Wen Palace slowly calmed the commotion in the Wen Palace and suppressed all the discomfort.

The man at the same table didn't change much at first, but soon he was sweating profusely, and finally sighed softly. Wiping his sweat, he silently lowered his head, and looked up again after a while. And so on and so forth.

As a few scholars spoke, the dishes on the table occasionally suddenly trembled slightly, and sometimes the table full of dishes chirped softly.

Whenever this happens, many people look the opposite, either painfully or joyfully.

The joy is not understood at all, and the pain is the ignorance of the person.

After a while, no one moved, and the peels of the oranges on the table bloomed like flowers.

The cooked shrimp on the plate jump slightly, and the shells of the shrimp fade by themselves, revealing the white and tender shrimp meat, and even the mud sausage automatically peels off.

And the hairy crab is even more simple, using crab claws to open its belly shell, revealing a full crab roe, which is fragrant and fragrant, and suppresses all the crabs in the world.

"Righteousness inspires, and spiritual creatures are self-dedicated. A man muttered quietly.

Then, the peanut kernels, which had been fried, took root and sprouted, but in a quarter of an hour they became exactly the same as the peanuts in the ground, and there were many shelled peanuts hanging under the green leaves.

The people outside the hospital couldn't sit still, and some people who were eager to break through the civil status didn't care about decency and walked quickly to the door.

Fang Yun was unceremonious, first eating the self-offered oranges, and then peeling the plate of newborn shelled peanuts and giving them to Zhao Hongxiang to eat.

Some people couldn't help but look at Fang Yun, if this kind of vision appeared in a small place, it would inevitably be worshiped by the local officials as auspicious for a period of time, although this vision was not so precious in the half-saint family, no one dared to eat it casually.

A small number of young people were a little displeased, but those who were older and more literate nodded lightly, scholars should have this kind of courage, and they should never take the words of high-ranking people as a golden rule that cannot be violated, and they should eat boldly, and the holy way of this kind of person is more pure.

In the end, Fang Yun and Zhao Hongxiang ate all the dishes that produced the vision, and the people outside the hospital were very envious.

After half an hour, the atmosphere of the banquet finally eased slightly, and many people breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Zhuang Juren of the "Kang Society" suddenly got up, walked to the door, and said softly: "Fang Wenhou, can Xiaosheng ask you for something?"

Several scholars were talking and had to stop, while the rest of the people who were listening and studying immediately looked at Zhuang Juren with displeasure.

Zhuang Juren's body trembled, and the tone of the last few words changed.

Fang Yundao: "What is Brother Zhuang asking for?"

Zhuang Juren bent down and said sincerely: "This incident happened to the Chen family, and we were worried in our hearts, and a festive wedding banquet became like an ice cave, and no one wanted to see it. Fang Zhenguo, you have always been talented, but you are the first rookie in my Jingguo, I hope you can write a poem to relieve the siege of the Chen family. Especially today is Brother Chen Jing's wedding, Brother Chen Jing and I used to study in the same school palace, and I can't bear to see his wedding become so bleak. ”

Everyone immediately understood that this was taking the opportunity to attack Fang Yun!

At this time, no one dares to write poems and write celebrations, how can they be worthy of the old lady? Write sadness, what about Chen Jing and his wife? Therefore, everyone only talks about scriptures and doctrines or strategies, which is the most correct way, and it will neither be cold nor embarrassing the Chen family too much.

Zhuang Juren made this request at such a time, and the intention was too obvious.

If Fang Yun agrees, it will inevitably damage his reputation if he doesn't do it well, if he doesn't agree, but Zhuang Juren's request is reasonable, Fang Yun refuses, but loses the exemplary bearing of the literati, the Chen family will not blame, but there is always a little hard to get over on the face, and some people even feel that Fang Yun doesn't care about the face of the Chen family.

Almost all of the Chen family members were angry, if this person really wanted to break the siege, it was nothing, but it was obviously taking advantage of the Chen family's misfortune to attack Fang Yun, if it wasn't for the fact that it was not appropriate to be angry at this moment, and it was related to the face of the Chen family, they would have beaten Zhuang Juren out a long time ago.

Many people looked at the Zhuang Juren, but those who were of high rank and older looked at the place where Xiao Guogong and Yi Mingtian were.

Yi Mingtian felt the anger of the Chen family, panicked, and shouted in a low voice: "Brother Zhuang, what are you doing? Come back immediately!"

Zhuang Juren lowered his head and said nothing.

Xiao Guogong's face was expressionless, and he didn't even look back at Zhuang Juren, constantly playing with the small wine glass in his hand.

Fang Yun was silent.

Zhuang raised his head even lower, and said, "I still hope that Fang Wenhou will solve our difficulties, and on behalf of us, I wish the Chen family a safe life." ”

The atmosphere of the Chen family became even more eerie, and everyone's eyes were focused on Fang Yun.

Fang Yun said slowly: "Zi said: Poetry can be exciting, can be observed, can be grouped, and can be complained. Then he threw bricks and led jade, and dared to compose a poem to calm the hearts of the guests. ”

"Pen and ink are waiting!" said a member of the Chen family hurriedly, and breathed a sigh of relief.

With a wave of his hand, all the dishes on the table in front of Fang Yun disappeared immediately, and they were clean and visible.

"I have pen and ink. Fang Yun said, taking out pen, ink, paper, inkstone and water from drinking Jiangbei, and Zhao Hong's makeup was Fang Yun's ink.

Fang Yun picked a combination of five purple and five sheep, both rigid and soft.

Fang Yun dipped the pen in ink, the pen hung in the air, and said: "The deceased is gone, and there is no return, we should respect the last wishes of the deceased and congratulate the newlyweds." ”

A few frowned, feeling bad.

The corners of Xiao Guogong's mouth appeared in a slight arc and quickly disappeared.

Fang Yun took the pen and wrote.

"The red light and silver candle are two brilliant, and the moon is old and impermanent. Today, when the evil is biased, a hanger congratulates the groom!"

As soon as this poem came out, almost everyone felt the big stone in their hearts fall, and they felt very relaxed.

The Chen family all looked at Fang Yun gratefully, this poem was full of joy and sorrow, but in the end it turned sad into joy, especially the sentence "Today's evil is biased and auspicious", which characterizes this matter, sweeps away the haze of the Chen family, and completely achieves the purpose of "rushing to joy" for this wedding banquet.

Otherwise, the enemies of the Chen family will inevitably slander the Chen family's family style, and force Mrs. Chen to die at the wedding of the descendants of the lineage.

Cao De'an, the right minister, sighed lightly and said: "'The old man and the old man raise their eyes together' This sentence is very good, Mrs. Chen does not let her eyebrows, and she is over 100 years old. ”

"Mrs. Chen's whole life, full blessing, and full death, and seeing her children and grandchildren start a family with her own eyes, of course, is a joy and mourning!"

"It is worthy of Fang Zhenguo, he can show his name, he can help people in trouble, it is rare, it is rare. ”

Everyone praised it.

The Chen family's originally frozen air was loosened.

Just as everyone was talking, a slight voice sounded, and no one paid attention.

Yi Mingtian turned his head to look at Xiao Guogong's right hand, his hand was clenched, and a few pieces of broken porcelain fell to the ground, and then, drops of blood flowed out of his hand, dripping on the white porcelain, like bright peach blossoms blooming.

In the main hall, a Chen family Hanlin bowed his hand to Zhuang Juren and said: "Thank you for mentioning this person, let Fang Yun help my Chen family relieve the siege, and when my Chen family finishes handling this matter, I will thank the two of you." ”

The Chen family is a half-saint family.

Zhuang Juren's body trembled, rolled his eyes, and his body fell to the ground softly, fainting.

"Something in the way!" Daru Zhang Hu waved his sleeves, and Zhuang Juren was swept up by the wind and flew out of Chen's house. (To be continued......)