The sun was shining, and the manor was inhabited by a few uninvited guests.

Whether Chen Chao had a Zhou Gong ceremony with Oiran Xu Hongdou early in the morning, and no one knew whether men and women were okay.

But judging from the situation that Chen Chao has been holding back for more than half a month, it should have been done, and last night's time obviously couldn't meet our strong demand for the prime minister.

Under Xu Hongdou's service, Chen Chao got dressed and walked out of the room.

In the courtyard, Fang Xiu, who was shouting non-stop early in the morning, had been pulled to by Hou Ji and the others without knowing where to go, but his ears were much cleaner.

Chen Chao stood under the eaves and stretched a few laziness to welcome the new day.

Just as two young men were passing by with buckets, Chen Chao asked:

"What about Fang Xiuren?"

"Go back to Xiangye, drink tea in the side courtyard."

“…… What about Your Majesty? ”

"Yes, too."

"Okay, go get busy." Chen Chao waved his hand casually, and when they took a few steps, he stopped them and ordered: "Call Hua Niang, Aunt Cui and they come over and go into the house to take care of Hua Niang." ”

"Yes, Xiangye!"

After the little guy retreated, Chen Chao raised his legs and rushed to the side courtyard, and before he entered the door, he heard Fang Xiu's angry voice coming out:

"Presumptuous, bold! Do you know who the old man is? ”

"The old man is a scholar of Wenchang Pavilion!"

"The old man is ......"

Chen Chao shook his head, stepped forward, and waved his hand to send Hou Ji and several people away.

In the courtyard, the sun shines through the leaves.

On the table, tea, water, melon and fruit snacks are readily available, several old rattan chairs are side by side in the shade, Fang Xiu occupies one, but he was forced to sit down, and he was almost tied with a rope, and Yongxing Emperor Li Zhaoyang occupied one, sipping tea in small sips, squinting and thinking about things.

Seeing the arrival of the Chen Dynasty, Fang Xiu stood up with a "Teng".

"You're nameless?"

"Exactly!"

"Nanshan Anonymous?"

"Exactly!"

"The master of the Nanshan Poetry Society?"

"Yes."

"You wrote both "Drinking" and "Will Enter the Wine"?"

"It should be......"

After answering Fang Xiu's several questions in a row, Chen Chao was a little irritable, so he sat next to Li Zhaoyang, picked up a cup of tea and rinsed his mouth, and sighed helplessly.

Li Zhaoyang saw it, didn't say anything, and continued to taste tea!

Born in the royal family, he rarely had the opportunity to be so relaxed, and now he wants to enjoy it.

Chen Chao knew that Fang Xiu was shocked that he was actually Nanshan Anonymous, because Fang Xiu thought in his heart that Nanshan Anonymous was a master who could write "Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely." He can also write "I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone", this is a master, at least knowledgeable.

But Chen Chao, why?

Chen Chao was most afraid of this, and hurriedly explained: "Lord Fang, those two poems were not written by me, they were copied by me...... You see that I am a person who has been in power for decades, has been in power for decades, has formed a party for personal gain, is greedy for ink and silver, framed the loyal and good, and does all kinds of evil, how can I write a good story like "Drinking", which is tired of officialdom and decides to retreat to the countryside and transcend the world? You're right? ”

Fang Xiu frowned: "Copied?" ”

"That's right, it's copied." Chen Chao was very serious and said very seriously: "Not only "Drinking" is copied, but last night's "Will Enter the Wine" was also copied...... It is obvious that the author of this poem is at a time when he is "using the talents of the world and not meeting them", so he is full of inopportune words and uses wine to express his injustice. ”

"Lord Fang, look at me again, my original appearance is the prime minister of Daji, why don't you meet me? Where is the grievance? So it can be seen that this poem was also copied by me. ”

After listening to Chen Chao's explanation, Fang Xiu and Li Zhaoyang, the master and apprentice, glanced at each other, pondered for a moment, nodded to each other, and agreed with Chen Chao's statement.

Chen Dynasty this person.

The power is tilted towards the opposition.

Will he go into hiding?

Prime Minister of Daji, the Son of Heaven and the Father.

Will he be pregnant?

Definitely not.

"No, no, it's not right." When everyone thought that these two poems were copied by Chen Chao, Fang Xiu suddenly said that something was wrong, he looked at Chen Chao and said with certainty:

"You didn't copy it! You wrote these two songs! ”

"......" Chen Chao was speechless, and said: "I copied it." ”

"It's not!"

"Why don't you believe me, I copied it."

"Absolutely not!"

Fang Xiu waved his long sleeves, very sure, and then looked at everyone and explained:

These two poems, which can be passed down through the ages and left a name in history, are by no means the works of the Chen Dynasty that deceive the world and steal fame, they were written by him...... Everyone, listen to the old man slowly, don't be deceived by Chen Chao. ”

Seeing that Fang Xiu was so serious and confident, Li Zhaoyang subconsciously sat up straight, put down the teacup in his hand, pricked up his ears, and listened carefully to the next words.

"Ahem."

Fang Xiu coughed lightly, pondered his words, and pointed at Chen Chao: "If you are not sincere, don't blame the old man." ”

Chen Chao shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, very helpless.

Now I can't tell the truth.

I really didn't write it, so why don't you believe it?

Fang Xiu picked up a dead branch on the ground, and wrote the full text of these two masterpieces on the ground, commenting on the past one by one:

"Let's talk about this later one, "Will Enter the Wine", Chen Chao, you are now the prime minister, you have no talent, you have no indignation in your chest, but the old man wants to say that this article was made by you more than ten years ago, do you recognize it? In the early years, the old man heard that you were a poor scholar before the high school imperial examination, and you had no talent and ambition but nowhere to show it, and the situation was similar to the artistic conception of this article, so there was an article "Will Enter the Wine...... You use wine to drown your sorrows, in order to express the grievances in your chest. Yes or not? ”

If you have to say that, what can I say? Chen Chao sighed in his heart.

"Later, you married the daughter of the former household Shangshu, all the way up, the official fortune is prosperous, only ten years, is my prime minister, can be called the ancients and no one after the ancients, ten years for the phase, you have done a lot of wrong things, was named a traitor...... But in the past six months or so, you have suddenly woken up and done some good deeds, and the old man has seen it in his eyes, and this can't be faked. ”

"Looking at it this way, it makes sense for you to write "Drinking", you are tired of the previous officialdom struggles, and decided to do something good for the people, yes or no?"

The corners of Chen Chao's eyes twitched slightly, and on the other side, Li Zhaoyang's gaze looked over:

"Father, is this true?"

Fang Xiu thought he was very smart, and said while brushing his beard: "Chen Chao, was the old man right, you are speechless?" ”

Chen Chao chuckled in his heart and turned his head stiffly...... Hehe, this fucking fuck, I said that I didn't write the poem, you don't believe it, you have to say that the poem was written by me, do you have any serious illness!

"Chen Chao, you just admit it......" Fang Xiu said.