Strictly speaking, King Teng and the "literati" can barely get along.

In terms of learning and artistic level, although King Teng is mostly ordinary, he has an advantage, which is unique in today's Tang Dynasty, and has even been written into the official history.

He is good at painting butterflies, all kinds of butterflies, flying, picking flowers, colorful, he paints them all vividly.

He is a good cricket and a good butterfly in painting, so he is reluctantly accepted by the art world of the Tang Dynasty, and he is regarded as a member of the art world of the Tang Dynasty by default, and he is usually called every time there is an artist party or other activities.

Of course, most of them asked him to pay the bill and pay for prostitution.

King Teng's status in the art world is about that.

Shandong Confucian Niu Fangzhi also has a friendship with King Teng, this friendship is not very deep, probably belongs to academic discussions will never call him, confidants will not call him when drinking, but after visiting the Qinglou, he found that the money is not enough, he will send someone to send a letter to him, by the way, "Brother, the money is not enough, come quickly." ”

So King Teng sent the money upside down.

So Niu Fangzhi actually didn't look down on King Teng in his heart.

But he had a good impression of King Teng's daughter, the county lord of Jinxiang.

At least this daughter is much more pleasing to the eye than King Teng, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are stronger than King Teng, and she is also quite generous and knowledgeable, copying the Taoist "Lingfei Jing" with beautiful handwriting in small block letters, and the paper is transparent to three points, and she has been admired and admired by countless literati.

Seriously, Jin Xiang is more suitable for the literary and artistic world than her father, but it's a pity that her daughter is a pity.

Jin Xiang knelt in front of Niu Fangzhi, listened to Niu Fangzhi stroking the piano with a smile, and sat for half an hour, without saying a word or moving, like a Bodhisattva on the portrait.

After a long time, the last note of the piano sounded, leaving a long and long aftersound in the air, Niu Fangzhi was intoxicated for a long time, and then slowly opened his eyes and smiled at Jinxiang.

"Your concentration is stronger than your father's." Niu Fangzhi said with a smile: "If your father was here, I am afraid that he would have gotten up and gone around the backyard to catch the old man's chickens and ducks at this moment." ”

Jin Xiang smiled: "Grandpa Niu, don't laugh, although my father is not patient enough, he will not harm your chickens and ducks." ”

Niu Fangzhi snorted coldly: "Do you think he hasn't harmed?" ”

Raising his eyes and glancing at her, Niu Fangzhi said again: "The girl has not seen you visit on weekdays, and she will never come to the door for no reason today, the old man sees that your eyebrows are sad and your face is peachy, is it trapped by love or is there something undecided?" ”

Jin Xiang's face quickly turned red, and he lowered his head and said: "What, what is there to be trapped by love, Grandpa Niu is so old, and it is so unserious to talk to the younger generation." ”

Niu Fangzhi smiled: "The red luan between the eyebrows has moved, the girl can't lie in front of the old man, if you like it, you like it, why bother to hide your desire to talk and rest, you have wasted a lot of time." ”

Jin Xiangqiao's face became more and more blushing, and he still said stiffly: "No, the younger generation has no distracting thoughts, how can he be tempted by ordinary men." ”

Niu Fangzhi sighed: "If you live to the age of the old man, you should know that everyone in the world is a layman, including you and me." Seven emotions and six desires, greed, hatred, obsession, joy and anger, eating and farting and hiccups, if you don't cultivate into a fairy, you can't avoid it. ”

Niu Fangzhi said again: "Say, what do you need the old man to help with?" If it's not too much, it doesn't hurt for the old man to stretch out his hand. ”

Jin Xiang hung his head for a long time, and said softly: "The junior has a friend who did a very risky thing, he ...... got involved in the palace affairs, I really don't know what the end will be, the younger generation wants to help him, but I don't know how to help. ”

"Grandpa Niu is a master of Shandong literature, all the scholars in the world look up to his reputation, and there are also protégés and disciples in the court as officials, if the friend of the younger generation is really in danger, ask Grandpa Niu for help or two, and the younger generation is grateful."

Niu Fangzhi's eyes narrowed, and he smiled: "A friend of yours, huh? ”

Jin Xiangqiao's face was flushed, and she lowered her head like a mosquito and snorted.

Niu Fangzhi is a great Confucian, he won't really be so old and make jokes about his juniors, his expression is a little serious, and he said: "You said that he was involved in the palace affairs, what is the matter?" ”

Jin Xiang whispered the case of Taiji Palace's disgust with victory.

The more Niu Fangzhi listened, the more dignified he became, and after Jin Xiang finished speaking, he was silent for a long time, and sighed: "Girl, that friend of yours is too impulsive, Gong Yu has always been dangerous, how dare he ......"

Jin Xiang couldn't help but protest: "Grandpa Niu, he is not impulsive in this case, but has to do it, just because he wants to save his disciples, sacrificing himself as a human being is a great benevolent and righteous person, the Buddha also has the compassion of cutting meat and feeding eagles, he is willing to take risks to save his disciples, he is a Buddha." ”

Niu Fangzhi glanced at her and said, "He saved the disciple, you saved him, and you begged the old man to save him, heh, it seems that you are the real Buddha, you have to cross the few of us into Buddhas." ”

Jin Xiang wanted to laugh, pursed his lips, and said: "The sage has a saying of sacrificing his life for righteousness, Grandpa Niu is a great Confucian in the world, even if he doesn't want to become a Buddha, at least he wants to become a saint, right?" ”

Niu Fangzhi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "You girl, you have a lot of lips than your father, and what your father is talking about is nothing more than 'this king is rich', you are better than your father." ”

Jin Xiang got up, bowed down on his knees facing Niu Fangzhi, and said crisply: "Ask Grandpa Niu to lend a hand." ”

Niu Fangzhi sighed and said, "Over the years, your father has always taken the initiative to pay for the wine and pay the romantic bill, and the old man will know that this favor will have to ......be repaid sooner or later."

Jin Xiang was overjoyed, and bowed with his forehead: "Thank you Grandpa Niu!" ”

Niu Fangzhi narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "I used your father's favor, and I also begged the old man with the respect of the county lord, hehe, girl, the mind can stay in the dark, and the favor can be done in the light, and this intention must be made in his heart after all." ”

Jin Xiang blushed and said, "It's just...... A friend, that's it. ”

After speaking, Jin Xiang's heart darkened.

In fact, she didn't know what she was doing, for a man who didn't belong to her at all, and even had to avoid suspicion, she rode out of the city in a carriage, not hesitating to use her father's favor and face, just to help him.

Adults should have their own purpose in what they say and do, and even if they don't have a purpose, they should at least think clearly and know what they are doing.

Jinxiang didn't, she seemed to go out of the city in ignorance, found Niu Fangzhi, and begged him to help Li Qinzai.

Everything seems like an unconscious move, but it is instinctive from the heart.

She just wants him to survive this catastrophe, and look at him from a distance in the future, thousands of miles away, in short, alive.

Niu Fangzhi smiled and said: "Okay, it's just a friend, by the way, who is that friend of yours, who is Junxiu Langjun, who can make the county lord of the clan so worried, even if the old man helps, he can't help confused, he has to let me know his high surname, right?" ”

Jin Xiang lowered his head and replied shyly: "He...... He is the grandson of the British Gong, Bo Li Qinzai of Weinan County. ”

Niu Fangzhi laughed: "It is indeed a handsome person, this son ......"

Before he finished speaking, Niu Fangzhi's expression changed, and he was immediately choked by his own saliva, his face was red and his ears were red and coughed for a long time, and he almost closed his breath, Jin Xiang was frightened, and kept patting him on the back, and it took him a while to relieve his breath.

The old face turned red, and Niu Fangzhi's eyes were red and asked, "Who?" Who did you just say? ”

Jin Xiang said inexplicably: "Uncle ...... Weinan County Lee Chin-jae. ”

Niu Fangzhi looked up to the sky and smiled, and after laughing for a while, his face suddenly sank.

"Push the door, go out, don't send it!"

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