When they returned to their bedrooms, the two sisters Meng Qingxin were already waiting, and Fang Yi did not delay, and after a little tidying up, they followed the second daughter out of the palace.

Those of the older generation will not participate in the cultural meeting, which is a separate gathering for the young princes and ladies during the state banquet, the six princes, the princess of Qintian, the little prince, and the children of various high-ranking officials.

The venue of the cultural meeting is not in the palace, but in the south of the imperial city on the Qinnan River on the drunken dream floor, here by the water accompanied, quiet and elegant, is actually the first choice to carry out the cultural meeting, every year the state banquet cultural meeting is also here, there are countless literati and ink writers on weekdays to meet.

But today, ordinary people are not qualified to come here, and this place has been guarded by the three outer layers of Qin Tian Sergeant.

"Sister, brother, hurry up, we're all late. ”

Meng Qingying trotted in front of her to urge, but she didn't see Fang Yi and Meng Qingxin eyebrows and eyebrows, leisurely and leisurely.

There are eight floors in the drunken dream building, the eighth floor is full of literary and ink atmosphere, famous works and paintings can be seen everywhere, and the open windows on all sides are the best point to look at the south of the entire imperial city and the Qinnan River.

"The breeze is light, the fragrance of books is blowing on the face, the wind and dust are beautiful, the wind and dust are beautiful, the drunken dream is upstairs, quiet and far-reaching, the poetry is shallow, and the rhyme is boundless. ”

As soon as Fang Yi and Meng Qingxin sisters stepped into the eighth floor of the Drunken Dream Building, they heard someone being coquettish.

Then came a chorus of praise.

"The little prince is really talented, I can't wait to sigh to myself!"

"Such a good sentence, in response to the situation, the little prince is really the dragon and phoenix among the people. ”

"No, get a pen and paper quickly, and this prince must write down the taste of deep reading. ”

Little Wangye, that guy who dreams of Changtian?

Fang Yi couldn't help laughing, walked forward and said loudly: "Good poems are so wet, really lewd hands are so wet!"

Hearing Fang Yi's voice, almost dozens of people inside were looking for prestige, and when they saw the Meng Qingxin sisters, they couldn't help but take a second look, and when they saw Fang Yi again, everyone had their eyes skimmed, as if they hadn't seen it.

"Yo, I didn't think that Brother Fang still understands poetry?"

Prince Yi joked with a smile: "Brother Fang won the first prize for the gift yesterday, I wonder if Brother Fang composed a poem today, let us open our eyes again?"

The eyes of everyone present were on Fang Yi, after yesterday, they had already come down to learn Fang Yi's identity, the little Lingmen Lingding was just a slave who served others after all, even if they became a high-level Lingding and could cultivate, these people would look down on Fang Yi.

Because of these people present, more than one of the sisters and brothers in the family is a monk, and he is also a monk who entered directly, and none of them came from that little Lingding slave.

Besides, the amount of Chinese ink in the chest has nothing to do with whether or not to cultivate immortals.

If it weren't for the face of Sister Meng Qingxin, these arrogant people probably wouldn't have paid attention to Fang Yi, let alone called Brother Fang.

Meng Changtian glanced at Meng Qingxin, and then continued the words of Prince Yi: "Alas, how can you embarrass Brother Fang, you must know that Brother Fang is now a high-level spirit who can cultivate, and he is still attached to my eldest princess of Qin Tian, if Brother Fang is angry and casts a small spell, it is not something you can resist." ”

Prince Yi slapped his forehead: "Yes, thanks to the reminder of the little prince, how did I forget that Brother Fang is a high-level Lingding, this servant may be good, but this poetry is right, Brother Fang must not be surprised." ”

Listening to the two singing and singing, the others looked at Fang Yi and their faces turned red, as if they would burst into laughter the next moment.

Meng Qingying was dissatisfied, and her little face was full of anger and yelled at Meng Changtian and Prince Yi: "What do you mean?

"Ouch, little princess, don't be angry, it turns out that Brother Fang is still your brother, I can't see it, Brother Fang still has this hand, haha"

"Haha!"

At this moment, everyone couldn't help but laugh, and when they laughed, a trace of doubt suddenly appeared in Fang Yi's heart, but now is not the time to answer, because now that he has suffered such a big attack as soon as he appears, he must fight back, otherwise where will he put his face?

Fang Yi said with a smile: "This servant I am indeed good, this poem, it's okay, since you want to listen to my Yi write a poem, then please listen carefully." ”

Fang Yi paused, shook the folding fan in his hand and said:

"Today, we are riding the drunken dream building

Who knows that you are the most romantic

I want to ask you to serve you

Laughing and having a good aftertaste

Half push, half I answered

Everyone is happy and happy. ”

"Good poetry!"

When a poem fell, Meng Qingying, who didn't understand, immediately roared and cheered for Fang Yi, while Meng Qingxin glared at Fang Yi fiercely on the side.

Where is Fang Yi composing poetry, this is clearly scolding people directly.

The faces of Meng Changtian and the other princes of the kingdom were not good-looking at this time, and their faces turned the color of pig liver, and they couldn't wait to swallow Fang Yi alive immediately, and then turn into baba and pull it out to feed the dogs.

"Since you say that we are easy to serve people, then I have written this poem on the subject, what do you think of my writing?"

Fang Yi looked at everyone with a smile and said, which instantly made those people have the urge to explode, but fortunately, they held back.

Then, Meng Changtian glanced at the crowd, and immediately a young man who looked like a scholar walked out and said: "Under the book, I think that Danqing is acceptable, and I hope that Brother Fang can give you some advice." ”

Shuzishan, this person Fang Yi heard Meng Qingxin introduce him at the banquet of the Seven Kingdoms before, he is the son of Shulong, the first assistant of the cabinet of the current dynasty, and he loves Danqing the most, and his Danqing technique has long been famous, and everyone in the Danqing world knows his name.

Obviously, Dou Shi didn't hit Fang Yi's face, and these people were going to prepare to use Danqing to hit Fang Yi's face.

Now someone looked at Fang Yi and sneered: "Brother Zishan, your Danqing technique has already reached its peak, how can Brother Fang be qualified to guide you!"

"Yes, yes, even Prince Ben has heard of it in Yiguo, Brother Zishan must not say pointers, he has lowered his status in vain, and he can make a picture for someone to gain knowledge. ”

"It's easy to say, but the shirt is ugly. ”

Fang Yi watched these people look crooked from the side, and shouted directly: "Malegobi, is the book shirt? Come, let's each make a painting, and then hand it over to the emperor anonymously to judge who is superior and who is inferior, and the losing party will give the other party 100,000 taels of gold, if you dare to bet, if you don't dare to bet, you will get out of Lao Tzu, and don't pretend to be coquettish here!"

Fang Yi's sudden roar made the audience fall silent, Meng Qingying looked at Fang Yi and got angry, and shook Fang Yi's arm after calling her brother.

Meng Qingxin reminded on the side: "Are you sure? ”

"Trust me. Fang Yi looked at Meng Qingxin and smiled slightly: "Brother is omnipotent." ”

Meng Changtian said with a dark face on the side: "The ignorant are fearless, Brother Zishan, compare with him!"

"The ignorant are fearless?"

Fang Yi looked at Meng Changtian and sneered: "Don't always want to use others as guns, since you are so confident, why don't you gamble 100,000 taels yourself?"

Turning his head, Fang Yi looked at the others and continued: "Come on, come on, seeing that you also believe in the strength of the book shirt, you should also bet a little, right?"

"Bet!"

Fang Yi caused public anger, and several people agreed to gamble in unison, and Fang Yi's heart was full of laughter.

One hundred thousand taels of gold, that is, one million taels of silver, this is not a small amount, it is estimated that Meng Changtian and those princes of the kingdom can take it out, and the others present are estimated to be not.

As a result, Meng Changtian and the princes of the Six Kingdoms each gambled 100,000 taels of gold, a total of 700,000 taels of gold, while the others also gambled a little, adding up to 900,000 taels of gold.

Except for the column, these people are all betting that books and shirts can win.

In other words, if Fang Yi wins, he will be able to win 900,000 taels of gold at once, but if he loses, he will have to take out 900,000 taels of gold alone.

It's another big gamble.