Transformation of the slag prince plan

Zhu Wenxuan took a closer look and recognized the person coming, and his face immediately sank.

That man is the son of the county magistrate. He won the Juren a few years ago, and he is used to stepping on the low and holding the high.There are countless people who have been oppressed, bullied and humiliated by him, but they dare not speak out because of his status.

It was also because they didn't read the almanac when they went out today, so they met such a scum.Now this matter is probably not going to be good.

Zhu Wenxuan took a deep breath and forced himself to smile.He took a step forward, put Fan Yi behind him, cupped his hands and said: "I have seen Master Ju Ren, Master Ju Ren is in a good mood today."

The young man ignored Zhu Wenxuan, looked straight at Fan Yi behind him with inverted triangular eyes, and smiled contemptuously with his mouth crooked: "The kid behind you, who is the first in the children's test? If that's the case, let me see, A person who boasted in Haikou that he expected to pass the provincial examination, is he arrogant?"

When the young man made his voice, Fan Yi observed secretly, and after listening to the conversation between Zhu Wenxuan and this person, he knew it in his mind - this person was here to find fault!

He was never afraid of trouble, nor was he afraid of offending others.Of course, it is better to solve it in a gentle way.

Fan Yi came out from behind Zhu Wenxuan and greeted the young man: "Master Juren is well, I don't know how you want to see him?"

The young man raised his eyebrows and clicked his tongue twice: "It's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers! Okay, so, you can use this scene in front of you to write a poem. This is not difficult for you, right?"

Fan Yi's clear almond eyes swept around, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a cloud-colored skirt behind a big tree in the distance.His gaze paused for a moment, and then he quickly looked away. He smiled lightly and said, "Master Juren was just joking. You are the one who set the question, and Xiaosheng should go all out."

Fan Yi lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said:

"Whether the morning breeze caresses the red forest, can the trip be done? The early sun is covered by mist, the mountains and rivers are cold, and the ground is covered with frost. Looking at the place where the wild geese return, everything is desolate. Only the Yangtze River is loud and loud."

He read halfway, then stopped.

The young man was fascinated by what he was listening to, when he suddenly noticed that Fan Yi had stopped, and said, "Why don't you continue? This is only halfway done, what's next?"

Fan Yi smiled and said: "Back to Master Juren, there is nothing left."

The young Juren didn't hear it for a while, and sneered: "Is it possible that you can't figure it out? This is not good, you only read the first half of it, and you have to do it for me. Otherwise, you will be in vain."

Fan Yi was not annoyed at all, and still smiled and said: "Master Juren's reputation is like thunder, and I admire him very much. I specially wrote the above text to ask Master Juren for advice. I ask Master Juren to make up for the second half. I wonder if you can appreciate it?"

After speaking, he looked towards the forest meaningfully.

The young man followed his gaze and looked back. After a while, his expression changed immediately.

Could it be that the person standing behind the tree...

The young man's complexion kept changing, and when he recalled what he said just now, cold sweat broke out on his back.He looked at Fan Yi, and naturally knew that the boy's remark just now was to save face.

The young man's face was slightly pale, but he felt that he was a bit stuck.He has been used to showing off in the past few years, and he thinks that his status as a juren is already something that everyone looks up to, so he has not touched poetry and books for a long time, but it is impossible for him to write lyrics at this moment.He was a little ashamed, and he didn't want to get angry immediately. He turned his eyes and said sharply: "Are you questioning me? Huh! Since you can make half of the words in a flash, you have a bit of ink in your stomach. Next time Don't be so arrogant anymore, as if juren is already in your pocket."

Zhu Wenxuan had already held back his laughter until his shoulders trembled. He suppressed his smile and said solemnly: "Master Juren is right."

The young man snorted, raised his chin and walked towards the other side of the path.

Fan Yi watched this person leave, feeling relieved.He raised his eyes and looked into the distance again, only to see that the corner of the clothes had disappeared.

Fan Yi lowered his brows and thought to himself: I can be regarded as using that person's name to raise a banner, and successfully avoided the troubles I was about to suffer.I owe him a favor after all.

Zhu Wenxuan knew nothing about what Fan Yi was thinking at this time, he looked Fan Yi up and down, and said in admiration: "Xiao Fan is amazing, he can actually make this person suffer from a dark loss without having an attack!" His tone became a lot closer.

Fan Yi just shook his head, smiled without saying a word.

Zhu Wenxuan saw that he was not complacent, so he took a high look in his heart, and then he pulled him away, and led Fan Yi to a place where there were voices, and said as he walked: "Let's go, brother, I will introduce some virtuous and talented people." A good friend who has both skills will let you get to know each other."

Ji Lanshu watched the two walk away, and was about to leave.

Since he entered the garden, people with various purposes and names have gathered together, and even more and more.At the beginning, he was still interested in listening to a few words, but after a long time, he felt extremely boring.

Even Mo Shu, who has learned to be quiet, entangled him tightly today, which made him deeply impatient.

Ji Lanshu dismissed the whole group without hesitation, and walked slowly through the magnificent maple forest by himself, but accidentally saw the boy again.

Just as she was about to walk over and have a few words with him, she saw him laughing and laughing with others—he was a different person than when he was facing himself.

It turned out that the boy didn't know how to laugh, he just had a cold face in front of himself.

Ji Lanshu was displeased, he squinted his phoenix eyes, and stared coldly at Fan Yi through the gap between the trees.

The breeze blew past and the leaves rustled, calming Ji Lanshu's mind.

He thought about the reason why Fan Yi did this?They had only met a few times before, and they didn't even have any intersection with each other.Why would he reject himself like this?

In Wangjiang Pavilion, as soon as Fan Yi came in, he stood behind others, as if deliberately hiding behind others, he didn't want to see him himself.

Since he tried his best to participate in the literary conference, he must have the intention of being recognized by everyone, but Fan Yi never said a word from the beginning to the end.

Does he hate himself that much?

Ji Lanshu snorted, and thought casually: If you really want to stay away from me, I'm not as good as you want.

He admired the red eyes, and slowly walked out of the woods in a good mood.

Near noon, the stewards of the garden sent servants and maids to invite the talented scholars who were still admiring the scenery to the reception hall.

After everyone was seated in order of priority, a series of delicious dishes were placed on the table, which showed the intention of the garden owner.

Fan Yi sat in front of the table, looked left and right, and heard the conversation between the neighbors, one of them said: "I thought that the person hosting the literary meeting this time must be Chen Juren, and I was very worried. I didn't expect it to be Zhao Juren. Finally rest assured."

Another person echoed: "Who says no? If Chen Juren really took the lead, I'm afraid we wouldn't come. It's a pity that Chu Wangye only appeared at the time of discussing poems. I was too nervous to write poems at that time, so I didn't go to see Chu." What does the prince think of my poems?"

Zhao Juren, who was in the main seat, stood up and said the scene. After announcing the opening of the banquet, some of the people held their chopsticks to enjoy the food, and most of them raised their wine glasses to respect each other from a distance.All of a sudden, the living room was very lively.

Zhu Wenxuan's table was right in front of Fan Yi, and he was having a drink with his friends.After drinking for three rounds, when he suddenly thought of Fan Yi, Zhu Wenxuan looked behind him and saw the young man eating quietly, so he laughed and said, "Eat more, it's not enough for me. If you're full, you'll feel bored, but Go out for a walk. After I finish here, I will go find you."

Fan Yi nodded, and slowly ate his first delicious meal since he woke up.

Not long after, Fan Yi put down his chopsticks, turned his head to talk to Zhu Wenxuan, got up and walked out.

The maid standing by the door immediately stepped forward and asked him softly what his instructions were. Fan Yi waved his hand, motioning for him to walk alone.

Along the bluestone road, he walked leisurely, slowly admiring the autumn scenery in the garden.

Passing the rockery, stepping on the corridor, and exiting the moon gate, Fan Yi walked into the woods without knowing it, and arrived outside a secluded pavilion.

The pavilion is hidden in the woods, and there is a stone table and four stone benches inside.

At this time, a person was sitting beside the stone table, holding a jug in his hand, pouring wine into the wine cup.He is handsome and elegant, and he can be pictured everywhere at a glance.

Sensing someone approaching, he turned his head, his phoenix eyes raised slightly, and looked at the person with interest.

Fan Yi's body froze uncontrollably, but he quickly regained his senses.He pretended to be terrified, and immediately bowed down and saluted: "Student Fan Yi, I have seen the Prince of Chu. I didn't know that the Prince was here, but the student dared to disturb me, and I begged the Prince to forgive me."

Ji Lanshu smiled gently: "It's okay. Mr. Xiaofan, you don't need to be polite, please come up."

"Thank you, my lord!"

Fan Yi got up as he said, with a very obedient and respectful face on his face, standing quietly on the side, seemingly waiting for Ji Lanshu's order, but in fact he was already filled with indignation:

This dog beats Ji Lanshu!Why is there him everywhere!

A familiar dull pain welled up in Fan Yi's heart, and the gratitude he had given Ji Lanshu to get rid of the trouble before was left behind by him.He still can't completely get over the pain that Ji Lanshu gave him, and he can't face this person calmly.He just felt that he was about to be overwhelmed by the pain that went deep into the bone marrow!

Why do I always see this heartless scumbag!Why does it remind him over and over again how hurt he has been?

And his jiaoer!Every time he saw Ji Lanshu, he would think of the children they had!

Fan Yi lowered his head, half-lidded his eyelids, concealing his full of resentment, his hands in his wide-sleeved robes had already clenched tightly into fists, using the pain from his nails piercing into his palms, to wake himself up, to restrain himself, to let himself Forbearance.

Ji Lanshu drank the wine in the glass and played with it in his hand. He looked at Fan Yi leisurely and smiled meaningfully: "It seems that you and I are destined. We meet again, Mr. Xiao Fan .”