Youmeng tidied up her appearance, looked at Liu Tai affectionately, and said charmingly:

"Commander Liu...... I don't know if Commander Liu can ask Guo Gongzi to write down this poem, so that the world can praise it and remember the leader's grace to protect the country. ”

"Okay."

Liu Tai hadn't recovered from the scene just now, and replied subconsciously.

"That concubine thanked the commander."

Yu Meng said softly, turned around and walked two steps and smiled, only then did he come to Fang Yuan.

"Guo Gongzi, Commander Liu has already agreed, dare to ask Gongzi if he can write this poem? Through the ages. ”

Fang Yuan saw that the matter had come to this point, so he could only bite the bullet.

"This ...... Since it is difficult to be enthusiastic, it will not ruin the scenery to shirk again and again. ”

"Can you have pen and ink?"

"Naturally, come here, bring good pen and ink rice paper."

After a while, two maids came, one put the rice paper on the table, and the other woman studied the ink.

Seeing that he couldn't hide, Fang Yuan had no choice but to take a risk.

"Respectfully Guo Gongzi!"

Yumu made a gesture of invitation, smiling.

Fang Yuan picked up the pen, hesitated, pretended to be calm, but he didn't put down the pen for a long time.

Everyone is a little anxious, is this paper hot?

Fang Yuan had no choice but to pick up the pen, and after a while, a few large characters were laid on the rice paper.

Yumeng frowned, this ...... Is this really what he wrote? Looking at his serious appearance, it doesn't look like a pretend.

It's really strange, this person didn't know where he came from, he originally thought he was a reclusive talent, but looking at his handwriting, he instantly dispelled his thoughts.

Fang Yuan felt that he should be extraordinary, although the handwriting was sloppy, he could see clearly what was written, and faintly felt that he had Wang Xizhi's demeanor, every word was different, even if it was the same word, Fang Yuan could write a different charm.

After writing it, Fang Yuan was full of confidence, and handed this piece of rice paper to Youmeng, like a treasure, with a painful face.

Yu Meng's eyes were full of disgust, looking at the handwriting that looked like it had been crawled by ants, she secretly despised it, and did not take it, but instructed the two maids, "You two, frame this poem and send it to Commander Liu's mansion." ”

Liu Tai was also shocked by Fang Yuan's calligraphy and painting, but he didn't refuse in his heart, he just felt that this calligraphy and painting should not be enjoyed by one person.

"Wait!"

Liu Tai stood up and said hurriedly.

"Guo Gongzi's poem will definitely become a famous poem for the ages from now on, how can I enjoy it alone, and bother the girl to leave this poem in Hongzhaoyuan and let it be passed on."

"But after all, this was written by Guo Gongzi to the commander, let us take it for nothing, wouldn't it be a loss of etiquette."

Youmeng said softly and looked at Fang Yuan.

"This ......"

Liu Tai's face was bitter, and he didn't know what to do.

"You don't have to worry about it anymore, what's so difficult about this, just write another song next."

Fang Yuan saw the two of them pushing like this, and said with a smile.

"Haha, that's what I said, look at my brain, I'm still smart."

Yumeng hid her laughter, and the pattern on her chest jumped up and down.

"Then there will be Lao Guo Gongzi again."

Fang Yuan thought that they must have been shocked by their own calligraphy, so they would be humble, just now it was just a small test, and they didn't enjoy it yet, but now they can practice their hands again, and they will write another article after a while.

After writing it, both of them got one each.

Bai Rou stared at Fang Yuan incredulously, as if she wanted to see him through, but the more she looked at it, the more unfathomable she felt.

When did this little eunuch become so talented, although it is difficult to describe the words, but this poem is indeed a superior work, the more I look at it, the more I can't understand it, it can only be attributed to the fact that he is a chosen person, not an ordinary person.

But when I go back, I'll have to ask about it.

After Fang Yuan finished pretending, he returned to Bai Rou and sat down.

"You kid, where did you copy this good poem, why haven't I heard of it?"

Bai Rou still doesn't believe that this poem was made by Fang Yuan, and with Fang Yuan's handwriting, you can see how many catties and taels he has.

Fang Yuan had never learned poetry and poetry at all, how could he suddenly become so good.

Bai Rou looked embarrassed at the thought of boasting in front of Fang Yuan.

"There are a lot of people here, I'll explain it to you later." Fang Yuan looked around and said.

"That's just as well, I'll talk about it later."

Bai Rou also knew that this was indeed not the place to speak, turned around and looked around, everyone was looking at Fang Yuan's calligraphy and painting, and had no intention of looking at Fang Yuan's side, Bai Rou also took a long breath, fortunately no one found out.

Since Fang Yuan made Bai Xue Ge to send the military judge back to Beijing, no one has come forward to compose poems.

Even some people have not yet come back to their senses in the mood of this poem.

"Since no one writes poetry, this is the end of today's first question."

Seeing that the dream has come to this point, the first thing is that Fang Yuan is no doubt, and then asked:

"Who do you think is the leader of this question?"

"Then it goes without saying, it must be Guo Gongzi!"

"That's it, that's it!"

"Guo Gongzi is really a genius!"

......

The vast majority of people were praising Fang Yuan, only a few people were dissatisfied, but there was nothing they could do.

For example, Wang Yue, Zhao Rang and others.

Zhao Rang's face showed disgruntle, and whispered to Wang Yue beside him: "Brother Wang's poems are not under Fang Yuan, they really have eyes and beads, and they don't distinguish between truth and falsehood, and I am indignant for Brother Wang." ”

"Brother Zhao has promoted me, Guo Gongzi made this poem, it is inevitable to become the leader, don't make a fuss about this matter." Wang Yue sighed, waved his hand and said.

"But this ......"

"Brother Zhao is useless to talk too much!"

Wang Yue said solemnly to Zhao Rang.

Zhao Rang nodded after understanding.

Who is this Guo Kun? It's not just a wait!

It seems that you have to find a way to pry yourself around.

With such talents as subordinates, why don't beauties flock here?

"Since all the sons agree that the leader of this question is Guo Gongzi, then the slave family will announce Guo Gongzi as the first leader."

Most people still stood up and applauded Fang Yuan.

"Please go downstairs and rest for an hour, and then we will have the second question."

Youmeng said with a smile, and then said with a hint of playfulness:

"The second question is presided over by Miss Hongling herself."

After Yumeng finished speaking, he bowed and walked back to the backstage with a bewitching figure.

The audience in the audience all cheered, like a large-scale star-chasing scene in Fang Yuan's previous life.

Fang Yuan didn't cheer, after all, it was enough to force the grid.

Some people have come down to rest downstairs for a while, and some people go out for a stroll, after all, today is the Winter Yang Festival, and it is on Qingping Street, and its lively scene can be imagined.

Of course, there were some people who came to Fang Yuan and wanted to ask for the calligraphy and painting of Bai Xue Song.

Fang Yuan did not refuse all of them, not only to practice fonts, but also to make friends and sell personal favors.

Although it is not the real self that is now his own appearance, he can also understand these dignitaries, and if he needs the help of these people in the future, he can directly change his appearance to be like this.

Friends, the more the merrier!