Fang Xing was about to leave, but when he saw Ning Xiang's thrilling look, he was stunned, and then he said to himself: "According to their words, Fang has offended His Majesty, but he does not tolerate Confucianism, aren't Ning Xiang afraid of being implicated?"

Women in this kind of fun are often seen by men, so their skills in acting are extraordinary.

From the time the other party was ignoring the other party woke up at the beginning, to now, I feel that Fang Xing may have some tricks, but it only takes a few minutes.

Chen Xiao held Zhang Yuanshou in his hand and shouted, "I'm paralyzed! Stay away! Otherwise, be careful of your own desperation!"

Those students who originally wanted to have a brave image in front of the beauty did not dare to move forward after seeing Chen Xiao's fat face.

"Chen Xiao, don't think about living a good life in the Imperial College from now on!"

A student from the Imperial College pointed at Chen Xiao and shouted.

Chen Xiao smiled grimly and said, "I am a good person who has been in the Imperial College for a long time. If anyone wants to try my fist, welcome it at any time!"

Fang Xing couldn't help but smile when he heard this, then slowly looked at the student who had just spoken and said lightly: "Fang has a bad reputation in the Imperial College. He has wiped out the face of the Imperial College twice, especially Mr. Qin, who made you lose your errands. I'm so sorry!"

As soon as these words were said, Qin Ban's face turned pale, remembering the embarrassment he was kicked out of the Imperial College at that time, and the grievances he had to condescend to the Li Family Academy. He couldn't help but wonder about his decision to choose to face Fang Xing at that time.

Li Mao was a little unswerving. Qin Ban was the husband of his academy at this time, and being questioned was just slapping the Li family in the face.

"Fang Xing, now you are all enemies, do you dare to be so arrogant?"

Li Mao shouted sternly and smiled at Ningxiang.

"Sabbi!"

Fang Xingzhen said with a eyebrows: "Even if Fang is in a downturn, it's not something you can wait for villains to interfere with!"

Before these people could react, Fang Xing reached out and said, "Since you are waiting to ask Fang to write a poem, there are no other things, and there are quite a lot of inappropriate things."

As a best friend for many years, Chen Xiao understood it and was ready to get a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, but Fang Xing shouted softly: "Little Knife!"

"exist!"

Ningxiang thought Fang Xing was pretending, and the action of his hand stretching out seemed a little funny, so she pursed her lips and smiled, but her eyes were cold.

Qin Ban and Li Mao both sneered, ready to scold them before they woke up and wanted to escape the childish behavior of writing poetry.

"Bang!"

At this moment, a black shadow flexibly emerged from the railing on the side of the second floor. After turning over, he grabbed the window frame with one hand, and his body flew up as if it was not weightless.

"Young Master!"

In the stunned everyone, the black shadow flipped in the air and knelt in front of Fang Xing, without any error.

Looking at the knife in front of his head, Fang Xing said lightly: "Brush, ink, paper and ink."

"Yes, Master."

The knife stretched out like a spring under his feet. After untiing the bag he was carrying, he skillfully took out the four treasures of the study and polished the ink in front of everyone.

Li Mao looked at Fang Xing standing with his hands behind his back. Although he was wearing simple clothes, he still felt awe-inspiring.

Qin Ban looked at Fang Xing in a daze, and then looked at the students, and he suddenly discovered a problem.

Fang Xing gave him a different feeling than the people present!

This feeling is very strange. If everyone present is a bird, then Fang Xing is a hawk standing on the edge of the cliff. He looked at the bird chirping below, which was a headache, disdainful and despised.

And in Ningxiang's eyes, Fang Xing was like a tiger, looking at all.

Fang Xing slowly walked to the table with the fruit and wine, and reached out and whisked it. There was a crackling sound, and the dishes fell to the ground, and the fruit and vegetables were all over the ground.

"Wine comes!"

After the four treasures of the study were placed on the table, Fang Xing reached out his hand again.

Ningxiang looked at the porcelain bottle that had fallen to pieces on the ground, thinking that you had thrown the bottle off. Still want to drink? Leave it on the ground and drink it.

Xiaodao bowed and asked, "Master, what kind of wine do you want to drink today?"

Fang Xing said lightly: "Sauce wine, the most powerful kind."

Li Mao glanced at the servant at home who was serving him next to him, and the servant nodded in understanding it.

Do you want to drink? Go to the shore to drink!

But Xiaodao still reached into his bag and fumbled for a while, then took out a bottle.

"Shit..."

When everyone saw the white jade-like wine bottle, everyone's eyes almost popped out, and only Chen Xiao thought proudly: It was indeed Brother Dehua, and this posture could directly destroy them.

Fang Xing opened the bottle cap and a strong aroma of wine filled the cabin, and everyone couldn't help but suck.

What kind of wine is this? It smells so good!

Ningxiang's expression began to become a little solemn.

Can those who can own such fine wine be the down-and-out country landlords in Li Mao and the others?

"Gudong!"

Fang Xing took a big sip, then handed the wine bottle to Xiaodao as everyone's throats surged, and picked up the brush.

Paralyzed! I'm so anxious!

Fang Xing felt a heat coming from his throat to his lower abdomen, and suddenly he fainted, and he forgot the poem he had just remembered.

Damn it! It's so big!

When Li Mao saw Fang Xing's face, he sneered: "Are you delaying time? If you can't find a clue, Miss Ningxiang wants to play a song to cheer you up!"

Ningxiang saw Li Mao's gaze and smiled, "Ningxiang is willing to show his ugly face to you!"

Ningxiang's pair of jade hands that were bullying the frost and sunbathing the snow had just touched the strings, and Fang Xing laughed and said, "No need, writing poetry is not about holding urine. Can you drink more water? Hahaha!"

Ningxiang's face changed drastically, and her hands were stretched out and shrunk, and she was in a stalemate for a moment, with tears in her eyes, which was adorable.

"Fang Xing! You..."

Ban Qin pointed at Fang Xing with a red face and said tremblingly: "You, you, you are insulting your manners!"

Fang Xing glanced at Qin Ban and said, "Insulting your sister! You are still here by the Qinhuai River at such an old age. Do you know that your wife is so coquettish?"

"You, you..."

Ban Qin was blocked by these words, and he pointed at Fang Xing's hand and trembled. Huaqing next to him was worried that he would fall down, so he quickly went over to help him.

"Mr. Qin, don't be anxious. Fang Xing must be unable to write a poem. He is making trouble!"

When Qin Ban heard this, he suppressed the anger in his heart and waited for Fang Xing to finish writing.

Fang Xing raised his eyebrows frivolously, and then started writing like everyone else in calligraphy.

Everyone was watching quietly, no one spoke.

Even after years of practice, Fang Xing's word can still be seen.

The pen was like a dragon and a snake, and Fang Xing wrote a few rows casually, and then threw the brush away.

"Look at it slowly."

Ningxiang watched Fang Xing's free and easy back disappear at the entrance of the stairs, and involuntarily walked to the window.

In the drizzle, Jinling City looked blurry in the distance.

After moving his eyes down, Fang Xing walked to the side of the boat. He didn't use the boat board and jumped to the shore easily.

Very agile skill!

Ning Xiang, who was used to seeing the weak scholar, called out inwardly, but who had thought that Fang Xing suddenly turned around like a long eye on the back of his head. He tilted his head and hooked her with his index finger, with a frivolous face.
Chapter completed!