Fang Tian saw that Fang Pian was dragged away, and his heart was also relieved, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed in his heart, floating his eyes, and secretly glanced at Yan Rui, seeing that her face was also red, but with a little smile, obviously there was no unhappy look, and he gradually calmed down in his heart.

The two of them calmed down for a while, and when they were calm, the two looked at each other and smiled, and Yan Rui whispered, "There is Brother Lao Tian." ”

Wow, this voice is so sweet, Fang Tian's heart fluttered, and he hurriedly raised his hand to make a gesture to Yan Rui, and whispered, "Please!"

The two of them walked on the road, but the road had just been swept over, but the light snow was still flying, and it was sprinkled on the ground, and the treetops, sprinkled on the heads of the two, as if a hand was caressing the top of their heads.

The snow was gently paved on the road, and the two of them stepped on it gently, as if they were painting on the snow, and after walking for a while, they looked back at the same time, and saw two rows of footprints in the distance coming side by side, that is, as neat as under the print, one large and one small, but giving people a sense of harmony.

Fang Tian glanced at Yan Rui, this beautiful little girl, who was about the same age as himself and was also thirteen or fourteen years old, couldn't help but ask softly, "When did Miss Yan and Sister Xue'er meet?"

Yan Rui lowered her head and chuckled and said, "I have known Sister Xue'er since I entered Beijing a few years ago, and I have participated in the poetry club several times, I have been to Fangfu many times, and I just met you today." ”

Fang Tian couldn't help but let out an "oh".

Yan Rui continued: "I just want to find more poems of poetry, but it's so difficult. ”

Fang Tian couldn't help but say embarrassedly: "There, it's just a few words that I just found randomly and put them together." ”

Yan Rui smiled, stood still, raised her head and looked at Fang Tian seriously, and said, "Then can you just find a few words casually now, make up one randomly, and give it to me." ”

Fang Tian looked at the light snow, looked at the person beside him, listened to the voice, and couldn't help blurting out a word: "Okay, out of Qingpingle."

The clouds and peaks are stacked, and the cold glazed leaves are exposed.

The north side of the flowers make snow, and the fragrance of the small bridge is light.

Walking on the moon with you to find flowers, the jade people hold the Liuxia.

Suck up the flower moon in the cup, and the fairy wind sends it home. ”

Yan Rui heard Fang Tian's words, chanted all the way, went out of the mansion gate, stood in front of the sedan chair, Fang looked back at Fang Tian and said with a smile, "Xie Lu Xie, the fairy wind is sent home, I will ask you to suck up the flower moon in the cup another day." ”

Fang Tian was also happy and said: "It's good, a word is a certainty." ”

The two waved goodbye, and there was an indescribable sweetness in their hearts.

After Fang Tian met Yan Rui, somehow, he let go of the pressure of the Taisho royal family's engagement, he put aside his thoughts, and the entry of the exercises was really increasing day by day, and the study of the formation was also but there were doubts, and they could be solved one by one, and the understanding of the formation was more accurate.

Unconsciously, a few days have passed, but this day is the Taizheng King summoned the whole country to hold a "poetry meeting" in Zihongyue, for a while the world's young and handsome, literati and scholars gathered in Zihongyue, because there is enough time, it is actually the far away Dahe country also came to participate.

Fortunately, this Wensheng Grand Square is very large, and those who can enter it are also very powerful or have some talents, otherwise there can accommodate so many people, but this time there are very few women to participate, and the poetry club has been promoted from the activities of ladies and ladies to a collective activity at once.

Fang Tian and Fang Xue had already been taken by the head of the family early in the morning, and they were escorted to the Wensheng Grand Square like prisoners.

Along the way, grandpa always looked at Fang Tian hatefully, cold sweat kept breaking out on Fang Tian's head, and finally he couldn't stand it anymore, he looked at grandpa and said softly: "Ancestor said, this matter can be decided by me, Ancestor said that he supports me." ”

Fang Wansheng paid attention to this, he waved his hand and patted the horse hard, took the lead, ran a few steps, but only snorted and said, "Then you can try." ”

The threat is something that no one can hear.

Fang Tian could still argue, he could only look at the grandfather who was panting and speechless, this grandfather would definitely sacrifice him for the sake of the family, Fang Tian looked at his grandfather's back, and felt that happiness was getting farther and farther away from him all of a sudden.

Walking into the capital, Fang Tian was still depressed, as soon as he entered the city gate, Fang Tian and his party were stopped by a woman dressed as a palace maid with a heroic face, this woman dressed as a palace maid looked at Fang Tian, and even ignored Fang Wansheng, and directly said to Fang Tian: "You are Fang Tian's son, here is a letter, which the princess confessed to give to you personally." The palace maid handed the letter to Fang Tian and turned around.

Fang Tian took the letter and glanced at Fang Wansheng, Fang Wansheng snorted to himself again and turned his head towards Wensheng Plaza.

Entered the Wensheng Grand Plaza, it was still early at this time, Fang Tian found the time to open the letter and read it, this letter was written on a good silk, Fang Tian gently opened the silk, there was a faint fragrance into the heart, Fang Tian smelled it and was also refreshed, and then looked at it, the word Princess Yuxiu was obviously also very beautiful, Fang Tian read it carefully, Princess Yuxiu and the letter wrote: "Fang Tian Fang Gongzi is like meeting, sister thinks twice, the matter of the poetry meeting should remind the son, should be good at self-cherishment, not easily angry at the disadvantage of others." Fang Tian couldn't help but be surprised when he saw this, this princess was right, this world was really powerful, although Fang Tian showed a little ability, but it was enough for King Dazheng to pinch it with one hand, but this princess actually persuaded him, is it still interesting to him?

Thinking about Fang Tian and looking at Lu Xia again, he saw that the princess's letter read: "When I first heard that the family wanted to marry my son, my sister was angry at first, and then she was ashamed, and then she thought about her son's talent, and my sister listened to it, which was my sister's fault; I saw the princess Xu said: "My sister has talked with my father and mother many times, but my father and mother are in the way, and I am afraid that I will embarrass my son a little!!。 Looking at Fang Tian, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, could this princess also come through, this wisdom is too high, I am afraid that he will be impulsive again, Fang Tian's head is dizzy, at this time he met King Dazheng, that is the highest power, then there is a chance for him to make small moves, I really look up to him.

After reading the letter, Fang Tian also had a little foundation in his heart, at least now in the palace, he is an informant, a little troublesome, someone reported it, isn't it better to run faster? Look at this letter from Princess Yuxiu, today's pass, I'm afraid there is no big problem, at most, we can stand it.

Fang Tianxin had a little bit of a bottom, so he looked around again, and it didn't take long for the "Poetry Society" to finally start with great fanfare under the summons of King Taizheng, but this time it was in a wide outdoor open-air square.

After Fang Tian and the ministers saw the king, there were eunuchs in the roll call, so the officials from various countries came to congratulate, and according to the strength of the country, the ceremonial officials led them to see, and about an hour passed.

Fang Tian secretly looked at this time, only to find that among the people from various countries, there were also masters, many of whom Fang Tian could not detect the depth, and he couldn't help but secretly worry about whether there would be an accident.

After the ministers and foreign ministers saw this, King Taisho sat with a gloomy face, and without speaking, he waved his hand and ordered everyone to start.

But he didn't say a word, and at this time, only a few parties knew the name of the road, and they all held their hands and didn't dare to say much.

The eunuchs under his hands also understood what King Taizheng was worried about, and looked at the bold Fang Tian one by one, this kid was still standing there as if nothing happened, obviously a knife meat, but I didn't know that after a while, he could stand there, I was afraid that he would be directly punished.

At this time, there was a big eunuch holding the edict, only trembling and arranging them one by one according to the process, reading the summons, and several ministers hastily wrote a poem respectively.

The eunuch listened to the words from someone who didn't know, and exchanged his head for a while, but he had no idea, but a eunuch asked King Taizheng for instructions, and after a long time, the eunuch announced loudly: "Lord Fang Tianfang can have poems, and if you have them, you will submit them?"

Fang Tianzhi said, this poetry meeting, he can't run, and he doesn't dare to casually recite a few sentences, King Taizheng already has a prejudice against him, and if he is not careful at this time, he will not be able to run away from the pain of flesh and skin.

Fortunately, he had already prepared, when Zhilu Dao had this poetry meeting, Fang Tian pondered and meditated, and sorted out all the poems of his Zhilu Dao, which can be regarded as patting the sycophants of King Dazheng, at least he can't mess with him anymore, otherwise he is afraid that his life will be in danger, as soon as he heard the roll call above, Fang Tian did not dare to be contemptuous, he raised his legs and walked to the middle of the field, looked up and looked around, and read:

"Mulberry Picking,

Since ancient times, there have been many battles, and the origin is still a soldier.

Drive thousands of miles and count the number of flats in one fell swoop.

Press the sword from the desert, and the ballad is full of imperial capital.

To send a message to the world's generals, it is necessary to establish a martial arts reputation.