The Xian Ya Pavilion in Yihong Garden was originally just a pavilion built among flowers. Later, the prince rebuilt it into a large house with a larger area so that he could host banquets to entertain distinguished guests. The name Xian Ya Pavilion did not change.
, has been used ever since.
Fang Zheng walked along the path, smelling the fragrant fragrance of flowers, some strong, some light, but he felt a little pity in his heart. With so many flowers, if they were all picked, high-concentration alcohol was distilled and the petals were squeezed out.
Wouldn't the juice mixed with alcohol become the first bottle of perfume in ancient times? Look, this young master is actually not a useless person. There are ways to get rich, he is just lazy.
Fan Rui walked in front and led the way. He turned around and joked with Fang Zheng from time to time, introducing various flowers on both sides of the path. His words were neither humble nor arrogant, and he was quite cultivated. Fang Zheng squinted and looked at him, this guy is not simple, so-called
The deacon of the Prince's Mansion said this. I'm afraid he is too modest. He is probably the kind of person who plays the role of an aide and adviser.
The two chatted while walking, and soon arrived at Xian Ya Ge. Xian Ya Ge is a wooden building, wide in the south and narrow in the north, in an irregular rectangular shape running from north to south. The walls are made of rammed earth, and there are two wooden doors made of ash.
Half-covered and half-opened, the whole house looks grand yet elegant, without any royal splendor, but as simple as an old farmer's house in the country.
The prince is indeed an elegant man. No wonder so many celebrities and talented people flock to hold a flower viewing party. In addition to the prince's own fame and status, I am afraid that the prince himself is also a talented person.
Just imagine, a simple and elegant house among thousands of flowers, bathed in the unfailing fragrance of flowers every day, burning a furnace of sandalwood in the house, reading poems and books, chanting, and as the breeze blows, a few flowers float in from time to time.
A piece of colorful petals danced mischievously on the desk...
What suits the occasion is naturally a cup of light tea, not a cup of cappuccino.
This kind of retro-style petty bourgeoisie artistic conception is yearned for by every reader...
Standing outside the house, Fang Zheng looked around curiously. Fan Rui looked at Fang Zheng's expression, smiled proudly, and said, "Uncle Fang, how are you doing here?"
No wonder Fan Rui is so proud that every place and scene here was personally decorated by His Highness the Prince. Guests who have been here all applaud and praise, saying that this place is a fairyland on earth, a masterpiece of worldly elegance, unique in craftsmanship, and as beautiful as poetry and painting. It must have been
Apart from the word "good", can't you find any other word to describe the unlearned Earl in front of you?
Sure enough, Fang Zheng nodded involuntarily and expressed great affection for this room: "Yes, if you spread an extra-large blanket on the open space outside the house, and then invite more than ten or twenty red-card girls on the Qinhuai River,
, everyone took off their clothes on the blanket and played with eagles catching babies, it must have a unique flavor..."
After saying that, Fang Zheng closed his eyes intoxicatedly and stared at the shy yet blood-curdling scene. Oh! It’s so embarrassing! Such an impure scene is really embarrassing for this young master. Ten or eight is okay.
, I’m afraid twenty is a bit too much...
Fan Rui was stunned: “…………”
…………
What does "summer insects cannot talk about ice"? What does "talking without speculation" mean? What does "burning harps and boiling cranes" mean?
This is probably the case now.
Fan Rui led the way with a livid face and angrily. Fang Zheng walked behind with an innocent face, muttering vaguely: "What did I say wrong? Why does this guy fall out so easily?"
There seems to be infinite grievance in the words.
Walking on the corridor outside Xianya Pavilion, Fang Zheng was thinking for a moment and suddenly felt that he had bumped into a soft object. He was so frightened that he hurriedly took a step back, only to hear a sweet cry: "Oh——"
Sure, I bumped into a woman, a beautiful woman. This woman was twenty-eight years old, with picturesque features and a face like a lotus. She might have been hurt by Fang Zheng's bump, and she was frowning slightly, looking at her with a look of shame and annoyance.
he.
Fang Zheng couldn't help but be stunned. - What a cabbage!
Fang Zheng was a polite person, so he quickly rushed forward, stretched out his hand to support her delicate body, and said hurriedly: "I'm sorry, are you hurt? Where did you hit? I'm here to help you.
Take a look..." Fang Zheng couldn't help but start to inspect her soft and boneless hands, all the way to her arms, all the way up, up...
The woman began to struggle, her face turned red with embarrassment, and she said anxiously: "Let go, let go!"
Fang Zheng was stunned, couldn't help but hold his hands angrily, touched his nose and said: "...Haha, I didn't expect that the girl is so flexible, she actually bounced me several steps away with just one touch, I admire her..." Also
I don’t know what he admires...
The girl blushed with embarrassment, glared at him angrily with her almond-shaped eyes, and hurriedly ran away.
"You can even run so charmingly and gracefully, it's so ****..." Fang Zheng looked at the woman's retreating back with saliva, and his saliva gradually flowed out uncontrollably...
"Uncle Fang, Uncle Fang!" Fan Rui's angry voice sounded in his ears.
"Huh?...What?" Fang Zheng turned around and said.
Taking a deep breath, Fan Rui forced out an ugly smile: "His Royal Highness has been waiting inside for a long time."
Fang Zheng suddenly woke up and quickly stepped into Xianya Pavilion. He found that the prince was sitting in the front hall, looking at him with a smile.
Without saying a word, he bowed his head and said, "It is a sin for a humble minister to wait for His Majesty the Crown Prince for a long time - he deserves to die!"
The prince quickly stepped forward, picked up Fang Zheng, and said displeasedly: "This is not a court. If Mr. Fang still pays attention to these red tapes, he will be out of touch."
Fang Zheng chuckled and said: "His Royal Highness the Prince is full of domineering aura, and I can't help but bow to you."
The prince was very happy when he heard this: "Oh? Really? The aura of a king, haha, good! Come, let's have a banquet with wine, I will get drunk with Mr. Fang and then rest!"
Fang Zheng secretly grinned, what is the advantage of a time traveler? It’s not that you make inventions after traveling through time, or that you firmly grasp the direction of history, but that when you scold the ancients, the ancients don’t understand, and they think it’s a good thing.
What a domineering spirit, tsk tsk.
The banquet was set up, and the prince and Fang Zheng sat in separate seats. Perhaps in this simple and elegant place, everyone had a little bit of ancient style. The banquet was not that everyone sat at the same table, but that it imitated the legacy of the former Qin Dynasty.
, everyone is far apart, a mat is spread on the smooth marble floor, everyone is sitting on their knees except for their shoes. There is a table in front of each person, with a food plate placed on it. There are several seasonal side dishes on the plate.
, and a few unknown meat dishes. The portions are not large, but they look pleasing to the eye and are tempting to eat.
Fang Zheng had never experienced this posture before, but it was familiar to him, especially the food plate in front of him. It looked very much like the five-yuan fast food in the food stalls in his previous life. Well, the more he looked at it, the more it looked like it.
The more they look like... Fang Zheng couldn't help but feel a little teary-eyed. What is this called? This is called "nostalgia"!
The prince and Fan Rui looked at each other without trace. The prince smiled and said: "With wine and food, how can there be no songs? Mr. Fang, would you like to hear Gu Zhi's music and play a song to help your elegance?"
Fang Zheng perked up after hearing this, he's here, he's finally here! The prince, a big pervert in feudal society, is trying to win over and corrupt me, an innocent young boy from socialism. Hum, striptease, pole dance, come on! I'm a young master.
Can bear it!
Smiling reservedly, Fang Zheng said sternly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is so elegant, how dare I disobey my orders." In other words, sitting on my knees like this is so tiring, my knees seem to be numb...
The prince smiled and clapped his hands, and from the screen in the corner of the hall, a stunning woman walked out, holding a pipa in her arms, her brows furrowed slightly, as if she had infinite sadness.
Fang Zheng was startled. Isn't this the woman who knocked me several steps away from the door just now? After carefully staring at her towering breasts for a long time, Fang Zheng nodded. He had such a sharp weapon, no wonder he would
I bounced back several steps. If I have a chance, I will have to spar with her again.
The woman walked to the front of the hall, blessed the prince with a blessing, and then sat on an embroidered stool in the hall. Her slender jade hands gently touched the pipa and tried the sound. Before the melody was completed, she felt sentimental, and her eyes moved.
, Hanmei glanced at the prince, then hooked her jade finger, and the noisy pipa music poured out from her hands like flowing clouds and flowing water.
The woman opened her mouth and sang: "The east wind is ruthless again, blowing the bright pink and red all over the ground. The curtains of the green building do not hide the sadness, but it still looks like last year today. Who knows that I have missed the Spring Festival, and I have shed tears everywhere. At this time, the golden
The lamp is so straight and deep that you can get drunk by seeing all the falling flowers."
The woman's voice seems to contain infinite resentment, and the delicate oriole is twittering for the first time, which makes people intoxicated and cannot extricate themselves from the artistic conception of cherishing flowers and resenting spring in the song.
Until the woman finished singing, the prince and Fan Rui in the hall did not say a word for a long time. Their eyes were half closed, as if they were still intoxicated by the woman's skillful pipa skills and beautiful singing voice.
Fang Zheng also half-closed his eyes, but he was not intoxicated. He was looking at the woman playing the pipa in front of him wantonly. She is so cool! Who is the prince? Where did he find such a beautiful girl? She said she was inserted in a pile of
Cow dung was not suitable. Compared to the gentle, elegant and handsome prince, Fang Zheng felt that he looked more like cow dung...
After a long time, the prince came to his senses, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Sisi plays the pipa better and sings better."
It turns out this girl’s name is Sisi.
Sisi looked very happy when she heard the prince's praise. She looked at the prince with beautiful eyes, revealing unabashed love, which was rich and affectionate.
Sisi Yingying Yifu said: "His Royal Highness, you are so complimentary."
The prince turned his eyes, looked at Fang Zheng, and said with a smile: "Master Fang, what do you think of this girl?"
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "That's very true... Well, this girl is extremely talented and beautiful, and her country is beautiful and fragrant. She is like a fairy descended from the earth..."
A somewhat complicated look flashed in the prince's eyes, and then he laughed and said: "The ancients said that a gentleman has the meaning of making money, so today I will be a gentleman with good looks. Sisi, go accompany Mr. Fang and pour wine with Mr. Fang.
"
Sisi's face instantly turned pale when she heard this, and she looked at the prince in disbelief. Seeing the determination on the prince's face, Sisi's eyes turned red. The little hand holding the pipa tightly grasped the place where the pipa covered her hand, and her finger bones were all red.
White.
No matter how the prince dotes on her, she is just a musician. The prince's personal belongings, he can give her to whomever he wants. On the day he became a musician, he should have known today's fate. It's ridiculous that he still has it.
I was really moved by the prince, and foolishly thought that after he ascended the throne, I would become the noble concubine he had promised, but it turned out that in his eyes, I was still just an object...
With a slight blessing, she secretly wiped away two tears of humiliation and said sadly: "Yes, Your Highness."
After saying that, he put down his pipa and walked towards Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng pretended to reject it and said: "Your Highness, this is not good. I am an upright minister who is upright and calm in his affairs. He is not that kind of person..."
Sisi walked to Fang Zheng and knelt down next to him. She held the wine bottle lightly in her jade hands and filled him with wine. The look of humiliation just now was completely gone. With a charming smile on her face, she said softly: "
Sir, are you really sitting in peace? Sisi would like to give it a try..."
After saying that, before Fang Zheng could react, Sisi sat on Fang Zheng's lap very quickly, her arms around Fang Zheng's neck, and her soft buttocks deliberately twisted a few times on Fang Zheng's key parts.
.
Fang Zheng moaned "Oh——". This girl is naturally charming and is the nemesis of men. What should I do? I try hard to be a gentleman, but... the little Fang Zheng below is obviously not happy...
Sisi blinked, her pretty face turned a little pink, and she smiled and said, "My lord, it turned out that you were lying..."
The prince looked at Fang Zheng and Sisi with a smile, the complex look in his eyes getting darker and darker.
Sisi seemed to have completely indulged herself. Seeing that Fang Zheng was sitting on his knees without moving, she took Fang Zheng's hand and put it on her undulating breasts, letting Fang Zheng's hands feel the two lumps on her chest.
Soft but powerless, she leaned on Fang Zheng's shoulder and said seductively: "Sir, is Sisi's heart beating fast?"
Fang Zheng dodged shyly and refused weakly: "Don't... don't be like this... I'm really not the kind of person you think..."
A vague thought came to my mind: Are these girls using me as a tool to vent their sexual desires? Are women as anxious as you? You openly tease an innocent boy in front of others, completely ignoring whether they are shy or not.
, you are so inconsiderate of my feelings. If you do this again, I will take revenge...
She raised her head and glanced at the prince, and saw that he and Fan Rui had faint smiles on their lips, their eyes were calm, and their expressions were as usual. However, Sisi acted like a man who just fell in love and went to drink to hang Kaizi in order to take revenge on his ex-boyfriend.
An ignorant girl.
Fang Zheng was not stupid. After thinking about it carefully, he understood it immediately.
Damn! I thought the prince was so generous, but he gave me his bed partner as a favor after a long time of trouble. Is it true that people in ancient times liked to take the initiative to make themselves a cuckold? Your style is noble enough, but I don’t dare to ask for it.
One day when you become emperor, recalling today's cuckold feud, you come to settle the accounts with me. Should I hang myself or poison myself?
Fang Zheng immediately put aside all the charming thoughts in his head, straightened his back, and gently pushed away Sisi's charming and soft body, with a serious expression on his face like a noble gentleman.
Sisi was stunned, then smiled charmingly and said, "Is it possible that you don't like Sisi?"
The voice was soft, full of resentment and anger, which made people unable to help but feel distraught. This little goblin! I don’t know why the prince was not squeezed dry by her.
Fang Zheng's heart agitated for a while, and the gentlemanly appearance he had just disappeared without a trace. He couldn't help but smile and said: "I like it, how could I not like it? Can you sing eighteen... ahem...
…”….
Shaking his head vigorously, Fang Zheng bit the tip of his tongue, put his hands on Sisi's shoulders and shook them, and then said seriously: "Girl, please respect yourself, we'd better be innocent."
Then he cupped his hands towards the prince, and Fang Zheng had a righteous look on his face: "Your Highness, Wei Chen is not the kind of lecherous person. Please ask Your Highness to ask Miss Sisi to step aside. Wei Chen would like to have a few drinks with His Highness, how about that?"
"
The prince and Fan Rui looked at each other, and they saw contempt in each other's eyes. This boy actually had the nerve to say that he was not a lecherous person. Who could not walk away after seeing Sisi outside the door just now? At this moment
It's really shameless to pretend to be noble!
With a faint wave of her hand, Sisi stepped back and glanced at Fang Zheng before leaving. There was relief, gratitude, and even a little... loss in her eyes.
Fang Zheng looked at Sisi's graceful back and secretly swallowed his saliva. It would be great if this girl hadn't been touched by the prince. Maybe I would have accepted the prince's gift to me. It's a pity that she has a girl's body now.
It belongs to the prince. Even my heart is firmly attached to the prince, and I have ruined a good cabbage...
There were only three people left in the room, and Fang Zheng was obviously relaxed. His legs had lost all feeling after being kneeling for a long time. At this time, he sat down with his legs crossed regardless, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
After drinking for three rounds, the prince smiled and said: "Master Fang, I have made it clear. I invite you here today because I want to ask if my father has handed over all the shadows to you?" Fang Zheng, the prince felt that he was still straightforward.
It would be better to say it. He really didn't want to talk too obscurely to an unlearned person. It would be simply torturing himself.
Fang Zheng was stunned, and his mind was spinning. What did the prince mean by saying this? Could he be plotting against the shadow? Why did he want the shadow? At least, it was certain that the prince would not let them clean the house.
Organizing his words, Fang Zheng hesitated and said: "...The ministers are just temporarily managing the shadows on behalf of the emperor. The one who really commands the shadows is the emperor."
The prince smiled: "Master Fang, what you said is wrong. I heard that my father has completely entrusted the shadow to you, and the shadow only has to be responsible for you alone when running errands. I wonder if I am wrong?"
Fang Zheng swallowed his saliva, Damn it! There is no good banquet, a drink is invited, and a beautiful woman is given away. How can there be a free lunch in the world? It seems that the prince wants a shadow today.
Rolling his eyes, Fang Zheng suddenly smiled and said: "Actually, Wei Chen doesn't want to take care of this nonsense. Your Highness, you know that Wei Chen's essence is just a playboy who is just waiting to die. How can he have the ability to take care of it?"
Others? The shadow subordinates followed me. On weekdays, they would at most tease women from good families, blackmail merchants on the street, steal a chicken from the Zhang family, touch a dog from the Li family, and use a personal ladder to let me peek at the widow of the Liu family taking a bath.
, I have never done anything serious. Is His Highness the Crown Prince interested in these people under Wei Chen? That's good. Your Majesty even scolded me yesterday, saying that Wei Chen was a waste of talents and wanted to punish Wei Chen.
Sin. If His Highness the Crown Prince is interested in those batch of people to be killed, Wei Chen will just hand them over, which will relieve Wei Chen's troubles. Wei Chen will be very grateful, haha."
After saying this, Fang Zheng blinked, looking cute and endearing.
The prince was suffocated when he heard this, and quickly looked at Fan Rui, feeling really annoyed in his heart.
This shameless boy made it clear that Shadow was following him as a group of gangsters. If he was forced to come over, it would appear that the prince was so incompetent that even a group of gangsters would be embarrassed to ask for it. This is not the most important thing. The important thing is
Yes, Fang Zheng carried the emperor out. From his tone, it seemed that the emperor wanted to take back his shadow and manage it directly. Although this boy said half truth and half lies, who could tell which words were true and which words were false?
If the emperor really means this, and the shadow people are talkative, they just need to report to the emperor what the prince has ordered them to do. What will the emperor think? Can he still hold his position as prince?
The scene fell into an awkward silence for a moment. Fang Zheng was drinking happily, as if he was completely unaware of the awkward atmosphere in front of him.
Fan Rui glanced at the gloomy prince and said with a smile: "Master Fang, His Highness the Crown holds you in high regard. If His Highness asks you for help in the future, you can't shirk the responsibility."
Putting down his chopsticks gently, Fang Zheng brewed his emotions for a while, then his eyes turned red, his nose twitched twice, and he said affectionately: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has shown you the kindness of knowing me. This kindness is so great, it's like recreating a little girl."
I never want to repay His Highness the Crown Prince's great kindness. If the Crown Prince has an assignment, I will go through fire and water without hesitation. If I dare to hesitate even a little bit, I will die a hellish death! Your Highness, the Crown Prince, you are the future
The king is also the future emperor of Wei Chen. Whatever you want from Wei Chen, just ask, go to the roof to lift tiles, go down to the pond to catch turtles, and Wei Chen will definitely live up to your high expectations."….
The prince glanced at Fang Zheng hesitantly. This guy's words were too hypocritical, but his expression was somewhat real. He had to admire him. How did he develop his shameless skills? How many years of skills did it take him to achieve this?
ah.
Fearing that the prince would not believe it, Fang Zheng blinked hard and said, "Really! Only God can tell you how the humble minister treats the prince!"
With a faint smile, the prince said: "That's all, today is Gu's flower viewing party. We don't want to disturb this picturesque scenery by talking about trivial matters. Come, Mr. Fang, please drink this cup."
There is still a jar of century-old wine, the only one in the world. I will donate it later and share it with the famous men and talents in the world."
Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. The matter about the shadow has been settled for the time being. I wonder if the prince is secretly jealous of me. If he really hates me, if he becomes the emperor in the future, my life will not be easy.
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To extend this question, if the prince really hates me, then I might as well just accept that girl Sisi with a smile. If you want to offend someone in this world, you have to put yourself in a good place? Why should I offend this young master?
He killed someone and didn't get any benefits? Does this young master look like such a stupid person?
He walked out of Xianyage Pavilion with the prince. The prince took the first step to greet the celebrities and talents who were invited, but Fang Zheng, like a nimble lynx, darted into the gorgeous flowers beside the house.
He walked around the Xianyage Pavilion, thinking about a very serious matter in his mind: - The prince said that there is a jar of century-old wine, the only one in the world. If I were the prince, where would I hide it?
?I’m really curious...
-------------The following does not count as money-------------
The song that Miss Sisi sings is "Spring in the Jade House" by Yan Jidao of the Northern Song Dynasty. This book is completely fictional. It can be understood that Mr. Yan has also traveled through time, okay?
Some readers who like to compete with history should not pursue it further, just take it for granted.