Datang: Wrong start into the bridal chamber, the bride is Jinyang

Fang Jun and Jin Yang walked back and saw several scholars discussing poetry beside them. It is estimated that "Song on the River" has not been published yet, so they don't know.

Soon after returning home, Jin Yang gave Xiao He some instructions, and then said to Fang Jun, "Is your husband tired? Washing your feet and resting!"

Fang Jun glanced at her and said with a smile: "Madam, let's rest first! I can do it myself!"

Jin Yang shook his head: "Actually... Jin Yang knows about it!"

"Oh? What do you know?" Fang Jun was surprised.

Jin Yang said seriously, "It's my husband! I didn't like writing poems before, did I? My husband always said that poetry is useless, and I never did it before!"

Fang Jun laughed, and said with a smile: "Well... Is what I said unreasonable?"

Jinyang said: "Jinyang doesn't know if it makes sense. However, my husband has been taking care of Jinyang for a long time. Jinyang has never taken care of my husband! Before Jinyang was in poor health and could do nothing, that's okay, but Now that he is in good health, how can this be the case? Jin Yang knows what my husband has done!"

Fang Jun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but when he saw her serious face, he could only laugh and said: "Actually..." After a pause, he sighed helplessly: "Okay! I really don't like it! But, casually It’s okay to do it for a while! Those people came here today to find trouble, but in fact, my husband just wanted to scare them! Who knew they wouldn’t be scared at all!”

Hearing what he said, Jin Yang couldn't help but couldn't help crying and laughing: "It's not just those scholars who are scared by my husband, but also Jin Yang!"

"Oh? Miss, are you scared too?" Fang Jun looked at her narrowly.

Jin Yang's pretty face blushed, and she nodded, her eyes sparkling: "Moreover... it also scared the emperor Gao Yang. Husband, Jin Yang has already talked to Gao Yang about "Slim Clouds" and "What is Love?" Sister Huang said it. At that time, Sister Gaoyang... was stunned! It was terrifying! Is that poem really that good?"

As she spoke, she looked at him curiously, her big eyes blinking.

"Forehead……"

Fang Jun was choked for a moment, and he didn't know what to say for a moment. After thinking about it, he smiled helplessly: "My lady, these poems are actually nothing! You have to remember one sentence, these things are really useless." You don’t need to care about things at all! It’s okay to write a composition once in a while to cultivate your sentiments. But, in fact, most of the poems are moaning without illness! It’s just those scholars who are forced to express their worries for new words!”

Jin Yang's heart was shocked, and he looked at him immediately.

"If you are known by your sister Gao Yang, you will know it! It's nothing! Let's live our own life, and don't need to care about what others think!" Fang Jun continued to speak.

"Oh!" Jinyang suddenly didn't know what to say. After thinking about it, seeing Xiaohe had brought in water, he hurriedly said: "Then Jinyang wash your husband's feet! Your husband is tired too!"

Fang Jun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, did he dare to say so many things in vain?

After hesitating for a moment, he nodded and said, "Okay!"

Seeing that he agreed to come down, Jin Yang was immediately happy, and brought water to his feet: "Husband, is the water hot?"

"good!"

"Husband, how did that pen shake the five mountains?"

"..."

"Also, does the Han River really flow northwest?"

"..."

Fang Jun was indeed tired. After washing his feet and taking a bath, he sent the little girl back to the room to rest, and then walked out to look at the moon by himself.

Writing poetry or something is indeed a very troublesome thing. He knew before that if he wrote this thing, it would definitely have a great impact, and it might even turn the world upside down.

But after thinking about it seriously... It seems that it is not a big deal, it is good to suppress those scholars, after all, it is hard work to rejuvenate the country!

Don't talk too much all the time!

With that in mind, he went to the next room to sleep.

Jin Yang waited for him to leave, and called Xiao He over: "Xiao He, I'm afraid I need to report this matter to my father. When the morning dawns, you will go back to the palace and report to my father, Then "Xianyun Nongqiao" is also copied! Up to now, the emperor has never promoted the husband, but only reinstated the official, and I don't know what the father is thinking about?"

Xiao He hurriedly replied: "Yes! It's just that Her Highness Princess Gaoyang..."

She glanced at Jinyang, but hesitated to speak.

Jin Yang frowned, stopped talking immediately, and fell silent. After a while, she slowly opened her mouth and said: "That day...it was the emperor who called me over! What happened, I think She probably has nothing else to say! Go! There is no need to discuss this matter anymore!"

"Yes!"

Xiao He glanced at her, but didn't dare to say more.

After saying this, Jin Yang closed the curtains and went to sleep, thinking about what happened in Fenglai Tower in his mind.

Gee!

At that time, there were so many people there.

……

Fang Yizhi hurried back to Fangfu.

Now Fang Jun no longer lives in Fangfu, but in the new house. Because of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Fang Xuanling and Mrs. Lu are probably still enjoying the moon in the yard.

He hurried over.

When he saw that Fang Xuanling and the others were not in the backyard, he couldn't help being surprised, and hurriedly asked a servant, "Where is my father? Already asleep?"

"Back to the young master, the master just fell asleep!" The servant said hurriedly.

Fang Yizhi's face froze for a moment, he hesitated for a while before walking, and said, "Wake up my father! I have something to talk to him about!"

The servant's expression froze, and he hurriedly said: "Yes!"

This matter is too big, we can't wait until tomorrow, maybe it will happen tonight, no one thought that Fang Jun would make such a big disturbance, Fang Yizhi didn't even see any signs.

The extent of the consequences of "Pen Shaking the Five Sacred Mountains" is not yet known, but what is known is that it is definitely not an ordinary poem.

Wei Shuyu has already analyzed this poem just now, saying that it is the best in the Tang Dynasty, and it is not an exaggeration to even suppress the entire Tang Dynasty!

If he didn't make a move, he slapped all the scholars in the world on the ground, and trampled him several times. It's easy to know that such things will reach Li Shimin's ears.

How capable is the second brother?

Who taught him?

What else will he do in the future?Or, what else could he do?

Fang Yi never knew.

So he had to find Fang Xuanling.

Nowadays, the affairs in the court are complicated. Some time ago, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince favored boys, and rumors spread about it, which made His Majesty furious, and Wei Wang Li Tai was like that, which really made people worry.

Fangfu was in the middle of the game again, walking on thin ice, unable to avoid, Fang Yizhi naturally didn't want any disturbances.

In any case, let Fang Xuanling know about this as soon as possible!

Fang Xuanling didn't sleep for a long time. After being called over, he couldn't help but look at him in surprise: "What happened outside? Why did you call me up in a hurry?"

Fang Yi looked at his father, shocked in his heart, hurried over and said something to him, then took out the poem written by Fang Jun and handed it to him.

"Father, this time, the second brother is really amazing! If not, His Majesty will know about it later! Now, this poem has been completely spread outside. Almost everyone was shocked! Really It's... shocking and weeping ghosts and gods!"

Chapter 65

Fang Xuanling held the poems in his hands, his eyes revealing deep thought.

A dead silence!

As a prime minister of a generation, he can naturally see the depth of this poem. In fact, as early as the Sui Dynasty, he was already a Jinshi in Qizhou, good at poetry and prose, and well-versed in classics and history.

In the early years of Zhenguan, the world was initially settled, and the imperial regulations and national codes were still incomplete. He and Shangshu Youpushe Du Ruhui were in charge of the government together.

The scale of pavilions, pavilions and other buildings, as well as decrees, rituals, systems, and valuable things left over from the previous dynasty were formulated by the two of them.

Li Shimin once commented that this person planned a strategy and had the power to stabilize the country and the country.

The poem was placed in front of him, the writing on it was a bit scribbled, and there were dozens of words in it. From the bottom, the momentum rose all the way. When he saw the pen shaking the five mountains and the poem Ling Cangzhou, Fang Xuanling couldn't help being shocked.

At first glance, the tone of the whole poem is extremely exaggerated, impassioned, hearty and wanton, with a majestic momentum that looks down on the world.

Compared with those scholars, Fang Xuanling naturally has a higher vision and richer knowledge, so he can naturally see the level of this poem at a glance.

"Is this really written by your second brother?" He raised his head and asked, his body trembling a little.

Fang Yizhi nodded: "Exactly! At that time, many people saw that the second brother wrote it by himself!"

"This poem..." Fang Xuanling's face was serious, and he immediately walked around with the poem.

If it was an ordinary poem, Fang Xuanling probably didn't think there was anything wrong with it, so he wrote it as soon as he wrote it. After all, there are a lot of people writing poems in Chang'an nowadays.

But this one is obviously extraordinary. A pen-shaking five mountains poem Ling Cangzhou is enough to shoot a bunch of people to death.

"Has your second brother shown any abnormalities recently?" After walking around anxiously, he hastily asked Fang Yi again.

Fang Yi nodded straightly: "Before moving in, the second younger brother was knocking on the furniture, there is nothing unusual! But the second younger brother seems to have a lot of research on this way, and let the craftsmen do a lot!"

"Oh? What furniture did he make?"

"Those chairs and tables seem to be unique, and many craftsmen are full of praise! In addition, Wei Shuyu said that the pair of door gods posted by the second brother originated in the Later Han Dynasty. Some people just don't know."

"Of course I know about this!" Fang Xuanling nodded.

"anything else?"

"Second brother is actually somewhat weird. At least, he seems to be absent-minded no longer in official career, but in Princess Jinyang, and he takes pleasure in it!"

Fang Xuanling didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard the words. After thinking about it, but it wasn't a big deal, he said, "It's fine as long as there is nothing unusual! It's just that something happened, and I'm afraid Dad will have to go to the palace to meet the saint early tomorrow morning! When you come back tomorrow morning, you can call Jun'er over and ask what's going on?"

Fang Yizhi hastily replied: "Yes!"

"Go! It's getting late, you should go to rest quickly! Put this aside for now!" Fang Xuanling said, putting the poems in his hands.

Fang Yizhi didn't dare to say more, nodded and went back to his room to rest.

Seeing him leave, Fang Xuanling looked at Mingyue and sighed inwardly.

"Husband, what's the matter?" Mrs. Lu came out and asked in surprise.

Fang Xuanling glanced at his wife, and said with a smile: "It's not your second precious son, it's no exaggeration to say that this poem is the best in the Tang Dynasty. This kind of handwriting... is so rare!"

"I'm afraid His Majesty will ask about it tomorrow morning! This son is really scary!"

"Oh!" Mrs. Lu looked up hastily.

……

At the same time, an eunuch hurriedly walked into the Ganlu Hall.

This is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Li Shimin hasn't rested yet.

The eunuch hurriedly knocked on the door and walked in, whispered to another eunuch, and handed out some rice paper.

When the eunuch heard this, he couldn't help being surprised: "Is there really such a thing?"

"Indeed!" replied the little eunuch.

"Okay! I already know about this, you go! I will report to His Majesty immediately!"

"Yes!"

The little eunuch left in a hurry.

The old eunuch took a look, hesitated for a moment, and then walked inside.

At this time Li Shimin was looking at some memorials and was quite busy.

Quan Wangji interrupted, handed over the rice paper, and hastily explained:

"It's Her Royal Highness Princess Jinyang and her son-in-law going out to enjoy the moon!"

"It is said that I originally wanted to fight Wenhu, but was called into the Fengyang Pavilion by Princess Gaoyang to reminisce about the old days!"

"His Royal Highness Princess Gaoyang never invited the concubine, so the concubine was alone on the second floor to enjoy the moon. Unexpectedly, a group of scholars walked over."

"I have shirked it several times and refused to speak, and even said that the poem is useless, only hard work can rejuvenate the country, and empty talk will harm the country!"

"Chen Xuande and other scholars thought that he didn't dare, so they took out the day that increases years and people increase life, and asked him to recite a few lines!"

"It seems that because he was forced to do so, the son-in-law uttered wild words, saying that all the scholars present would not be able to write poems in the future!"

"Therefore, there is this sentence!"

"In addition, some words and phrases Her Royal Highness Princess Gaoyang obtained from Princess Jinyang were also sent up. It is said that a month ago, the house concubine wrote for Her Royal Highness Princess Jinyang. When I saw it, it was really amazing!"

Sitting on the dragon chair in Ganlu Hall was naturally Li Shimin. He glanced at some manuscripts, narrowed his eyes, and was slightly surprised.

He didn't speak immediately, but looked at it before asking:

"Is what you said true?"

"That's true!" Quan Wangji replied respectfully: "Now this poem has been spread outside. Many people say that the technique surpasses Quan Tang."

Li Shimin was silent for a while, and asked, "What has he been doing recently?"