"Hey, isn't this Uncle Zhongyi? He is indeed a man who only knows how to use his hands and feet. He dares to beat His Highness for the sake of a woman. He really doesn't look down upon His Majesty."
Yang Fan turned his head and saw that the person speaking was a young man with a handsome appearance and a dignified appearance, wearing fine clothes.
He was sitting in another elegant seat next to him, and there were a group of young people in brocade uniforms at the same table.
Because the curtains are not drawn down, the seats are visible to each other, and even louder voices can be heard clearly.
At some point, Wangyue Tower was already crowded with people. Seeing that he did not recognize this group of people, Yang Fan ignored them and turned around and asked curiously: "Why are there so many people? Is there something wrong?"
"Brother Yang, haven't you heard? Every autumn at noon, talented scholars gather here to compare poems and songs." Li Ke looked surprised. He didn't expect that Yang Fan didn't even know this.
At this time, another voice came from behind: "Your Highness, how could anyone not know about the Qiuxi Poetry Club? It's obvious that Uncle Zhongyi hasn't found anyone to write for him, so he wants to use this as an excuse."
Before Yang Fan could reply, a man with a wretched face in front of the young man in Chinese clothes smiled and said: "Uncle Zhongyi is well-known in Chang'an, and he uses fists. I guess fighting is his strength. Isn't it too difficult to recite poems and compose poems?"
he."
These words immediately caused the group of young people to laugh, and the young man in colorful clothes joked: "Yes, I heard that I hired a ghostwriter to write a poem last time, and won the first place in Piaoxiang Tower. In the end, the poem
The girl invited me to come and exchange poems, but Uncle Zhongyi didn't dare to go. I think he was just an ignorant person."
What these people said to each other was nothing but provocation.
Yang Fan was a little confused, as if he didn't know them, so how could he trouble them?
I saw Li Ke's face darken, looking very unhappy, and shouted: "Xu Dalang, Uncle Zhongyi is my friend. Whether you have poetic talent or not is not something you can judge with just one sentence. Besides, so is my brother."
If you are not easy to deal with, please be careful what you say."
He invited Yang Fan here today, but now he was laughed at in a weird way. Of course, Li Ke felt unhappy.
But there is a Qiuxi Poetry Party held in Wangyue Tower today. You can't just kick people away with just a few words. If you do this, these angry young people won't be able to say that he is bullying others!
However, he also reminded the young people in Chinese attire that Yang Fan was not a good person, he was a guy that even the prince would dare to beat up.
But he saw that the young man in rich clothes did not appreciate it. He raised his neck, looked at Yang Fan with a arrogant expression, and said sideways: "It's not that I don't want to show you respect, but the people who come to Wangyue Tower today are all literati who have read poetry and classics."
, Now Uncle Zhongyi has offended His Royal Highness the King of Jin for a woman, and where does His Majesty go? We are not ashamed to associate with such a rough man who only knows how to use force. Of course, with Uncle Zhongyi's strong skills, if he wants to punch or kick
, we, a group of powerless people, can’t do anything.”
What he said was very artistic, meaning that we are scholars and what we are talking about is the truth. Yang Fan even beat the King of Jin. You, His Highness the King of Wu, don't care. We have to take care of it. I believe His Majesty will not blame him.
Anyway, I bet that Yang Fan wouldn't dare to hit him. If Yang Fan took action, it would be equivalent to admitting that he was a mallet, so just go ahead and hit him. This was also the reason why he felt confident.
These words also put Li Ke in a dilemma. Just now Yang Fan taught Li Zhi a lesson, but he didn't say anything to stop him. Now this group of people are trying to stand up for his brother, King Jin. If he... continues, it will appear that he is no longer a human being.
As for Jin Wang Li Zhi, he was a little embarrassed and even a little unhappy at this time.
This Xu Zhang is really a bit hateful. Under the slogan of standing up for himself, he deliberately finds reasons to attack Yang Fan and attracts everyone's attention to him.
It seems that he is complaining for himself, but in fact he is trying to gain limelight. This kind of person is really annoying and his heart is worth punishing.
Although Li Zhi was young, he was born in an imperial family and was exposed to all kinds of intrigues.
Although he is young, he is much more mature than his peers, and naturally considers issues more deeply, and of course he does not want to be a shield for others.
In an instant, Xu Zhang was classified as a bad guy in his heart, and he even hoped that the mallet that everyone in Chang'an City praised could give him a good beating to relieve his anger.
Of course Wu Meiniang also secretly blamed these guys who liked to find trouble, but she was a woman after all and it was not easy for her to reprimand them verbally.
The most disgusting thing is that the handsome man actually fanned the flames. She knew her husband's character, and if she wanted to take action, she wouldn't care about his reputation and wouldn't dare to beat him up.
Wu Meiniang caught a glimpse of a figure beside her from the corner of her eye. Wu Meiniang was startled, but she saw Yang Fan standing up. She quickly stretched out her hand to pull Yang Fan's sleeve and said urgently: "Master, please hold back your anger for now. The Qiu Xi Poetry Festival is about to be held here. It's not appropriate."
Take action."
Yang Fan gently patted Wu Meiniang's soft little hand, gave her a reassuring look, turned to Li Ke and asked: "Brother Li, before I introduce it to Yang, who is this 'elegant' young man who speaks loudly and is silent but rough?"
?" After saying that, a cold light flashed in his eyes, with a smile on his face, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he looked up and down at the young man in rich clothes.
It's not that he's really afraid of disrupting this shitty poetry party, nor does he want to find out about this person's background first.
After all, the prince was beaten just now even if he was told to. Did he ever care about the consequences?
Li Zhi just missed his wife, and now someone is causing trouble over nothing, which makes him really unhappy.
Li Zhi didn't even say anything after being scolded. What the hell did you jump out and do? I just think this person is extremely annoying.
Just imagine, I was originally happy that my daughter-in-law's fate had changed, but then someone suddenly appeared who might get entangled with her.
Just after it was settled, some unrelated people started to point fingers. Anyone would be angry and no one would be in a good mood.
At this time, young people in Chinese costumes are looking for a sense of presence, aren't they at gunpoint? They are simply looking for death.
Only those who are familiar with Yang Fan will know that if he is furious and furious, even if he hits someone, nothing will happen after the beating, and the anger in his heart will be released, just like Chai Lingwu.
But if you look at your opponent with such a smiling expression, it means you have a grudge. Not to mention fighting to the death, it is also a sign of extreme anger.
But in the eyes of Xibeihuo, Yang Fan's expression was a real "rabbit" behavior.
After all, everyone else was so sarcastic, but Yang Fan was still looking at others lustfully. Wasn't this just because he was attracted to others' delicate and handsome bodies?
Xibeihuo's heart skipped a beat. Yang Fan's look was so vulgar. She didn't know Yang Fan's character, but she thought it was the behavior of a rabbit.
She felt a pity secretly in her heart, because the good feeling that Yang Fan had just given her as a beautiful mirror was immediately killed in her cuteness.
Xibei's beautiful eyes looked back and forth between Yang Fan and the young man in the Chinese attire, and goosebumps suddenly appeared on his body.
Oh my God, she really couldn't bear to imagine it!
Fortunately, Yang Fan didn't know what Xibei was thinking, otherwise he would have to let her know whether he was a lion or a rabbit.
Li Ke was a little helpless and had some preparations, so he had to introduce: "This is Xu Zhang, the eldest son of Mr. Xu Yanzu, the author..."
Zuolang is an official name. He belongs to the Zuoshu Bureau and is a fourth-rank official. Zuolang is responsible for writing court inscriptions, blessings and memorials, and he and Zuolang divide bureau affairs.
But how could Yang Fan know so much? He was stunned for a moment, thinking that the author was a book writer.
After searching around in my memory, I found that there was no famous person named Xu Yan in history. Since he was neither an acquaintance nor a celebrity, it would be easier.
"It turns out to be Mr. Xu. I have admired you for a long time. They say that scholars are polite and respectful in their words and deeds. Although you are just the son of a scholar, you are also a scholar. Why are you barking like a dog in public now?
Just bite?" Yang Fan said slowly.
Only then did Xibeihuo realize that he had misunderstood Yang Fan just now, and couldn't help but let out a chuckle.
Li Ke couldn't hold back his smile and was deeply impressed. This was simply a curse word without any curse words.
While praising others for being scholars, at the same time comparing others to dogs biting people, isn't this not calling Xu Zhang uneducated?
This is not just a scolding of Xu Zhang, it is a scolding of eighteen generations of his ancestors. After all, saying he is uneducated means that the elders died early or are all unlearned and unskilled people.
Li Zhi, on the other hand, blinked his eyes, secretly sighing at the strength of this newly recognized brother.
Although Xu Zhang was not very virtuous, he was a quick-thinking person. When he saw everyone's expressions, he quickly realized that this was a great shame and humiliation.
He really didn't expect that this mallet that everyone in Chang'an City praised could be so sharp-tongued.
But this was related to the honor of his family. Of course Xu Zhang would not back down. He was so angry that he immediately accused the case and said angrily: "Uncle Zhongyi, you have gone too far. Do you know who my father is?"
"Is your father Li Gang?" Yang Fan replied teasingly.
Of course Xu Zhang didn't know this joke, and he had no interest in it. His handsome face turned red with anger, and he pointed at Yang Fan with a trembling finger and said: "You are really not a son of a man, and you dare to change someone's surname. You can't be killed and you can't be humiliated."
, I want to duel with you."
Yang Fan looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Who gave you the courage to shout about a duel in front of me? Is it Liang Jingru? Come on, come on, don't say that someone bullies the weak, someone only needs one hand!" said
After finishing, he ticked it with his finger.
Of course Xu Zhang didn't know who Liang Jingru was, but when he saw that his thigh was only a little thicker than the opponent's arm, he didn't seem to have enough confidence. He was instantly frightened, and his delicate face turned red and white.
What a pity I didn’t learn face-changing in Sichuan Opera!
Seeing that Xu Zhang was losing ground, the wretched young man just rolled his eyes and immediately helped: "Fighting is only for rough people. Today is the Qiuxi Poetry Festival. Comparing poems and poems with the ability is the six arts of a gentleman."
When Xu Zhang heard this, he immediately looked arrogant. Yes, he was not good at martial arts, but poetry, poetry, and the Six Arts of the Gentleman were his strengths.