After gently placing Yan Wanru on the soft bed and covering her with a thin quilt, Fang Yiai realized that her sleeves were stained with Yan Wanru's menstrual blood.
Fang Yiai was fine, but when Fang Yiai stood up, Yan Wanru, who also saw a small piece of Yin Hong on Fang Yiai's sleeve, blushed and hid directly under the quilt, no longer showing her head.
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"This child!" Mrs. Yan looked at Yan Wanru with a smile, and then looked at Fang Yiai gratefully and said, "You have Mr. Fang now."
"Madam, you're welcome. I'll prescribe a prescription for Miss Yan in a while and she'll be fine. If you think it's OK, just order someone to get the medicine. If you're not sure, you can ask Dr. Hu from Tai Hospital to take a look again. After all, Dr. Hu specializes in gynecology.
." Fang Yiai politely raised her hands and said.
Mrs. Yan also saw Yin Hong on Fang Yiai's sleeves, glanced at her niece who was holding the quilt, nodded to Fang Yiai and said, "Young Master Fang is here."
Then she ordered the maid next to her, "Yurui, go and get a moon-white Confucian shirt that the master has rarely worn in his early years under the bedside table in my room, and let Mr. Fang change into it." The maid responded and turned around to leave.
Already.
"Thank you, Mrs. Yan." Fang Yiai said with cupped hands. He glanced at his sleeves and felt that it was indeed a bit shameful to go out like this.
Fang Yiai followed the maid to the next room to get prescriptions and change clothes.
Yan Wanru has Mrs. Yan here, instructing the maids to help her wash and change clothes.
After making an appointment with Yan Liben to come back for advice tomorrow after lunch, Fang Yiai followed Fang Xuanling and took Fang Yi and Fang Qi who came with them, and said goodbye and left the Yan Mansion.
Because it was still early, Fang Xuanling took Fang Yi to the Yamen. Fang Yiai led Fang Qi to catch a stray dog, took it to a deserted dead end, and fed the dog a pill of his own food last night.
Boiled pills.
Seeing the stray dog that became sluggish in its steps and blurred in its eyes not long after taking it, Fang Yiai breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the medicine was effective.
"Master, does this medicine really work?" Fuasaki looked at the drunk stray dog in front of him with some confusion and couldn't help but ask.
"As far as I'm concerned, it should be fine. Once these medicines are used up, that bastard Nurjiang will be addicted. By the way, how about the thing you asked me to inquire about?" Fang Yiai said.
"I found out clearly that the four attendants around Nurjiang took turns to follow him out. If it is his turn, the day after tomorrow, if there is no accident, it will be Barhan's turn." Fangzaki said neatly.
"Isn't it wrong?" Fang Yiai asked.
"Don't worry, young master, there will be nothing wrong." Fuasaki said.
"It's best, let's go back and send a message to Nurjiang." Fang Yiai patted the dust on his body, stood up and said, taking Fang Qi back to Fang's house.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
After packing up his calligraphy and painting equipment, and respectfully and politely bidding farewell to Yan Liben, who taught him diligently and eloquently, Fang Yiai took Fang Qi directly to Zui Ranlou, which he had made an appointment with Nurjiang in advance.
"Why are there so many people? Is there some happy event that we don't know about?" From a distance, he saw a crowd of people crowded at the entrance of Zuiran Tower. Fang Yiai asked Fuasaki beside him in confusion.
"Young man, go over and ask around." Seeing Fang Yiai nodding in acquiescence, Fang Qi immediately ran as fast as he could and plunged into the crowd.
Without letting Fang Yiai wait, Fang Qi suddenly squeezed out with a red face and excitement. He ran to Fang Yiai as if he wanted to take credit, and said with a smile, "The matter of drinking wine between the young master and the Turkic prince has been solved for some reason.
Word has spread, everyone is here to see the fun, and I heard that some gambling houses have opened handicaps and are betting on the young master's success or loss."
"Oh" Fang Yiai's eyes lit up and he asked with interest, "Where is the handicap? What is the young master's payout rate?"
"Just ahead, at the Happy Gambling House at the entrance of the alley at the turn next to Zuiran Building, the young master's payout rate is fifty to one." Fuasaki said, his voice almost inaudible at the end, and he glanced at the young master's face carefully,
I prayed with all my heart that my young master did not understand the meaning of this sentence.
"You just don't think highly of me." With a sigh, as if regretting the other person's lack of vision, Fang Yiai took out his money bag from his arms, weighed it, and found almost eighty taels of silver.
He also took out a few golden beans from his purse, handed them all to Fuasaki, and said, "Go, beat the young master and I will win."
"All-in?" Fusaki asked timidly.
"Nonsense!" As he said this, Fang Yiai slapped Fuasaki on the head with dissatisfaction, "You are an idiot if you make money or not! Of course, go all-in!"
"Okay." Looking at his young master's confident look, Fuasaki responded cheerfully and quickly ran to place the bet. As he ran, he thought, should he also put in his own pocket money?
Looking at the crowd in front of her, Fang Yiai felt goosebumps trembling from her scalp. Without waiting for Fang Qi, she obediently walked around to the back door of Zuiran Building and quietly went upstairs.
When I got to the second floor, I looked up and thought, Oh my God. Fang Yiai was so frightened that she almost fell downstairs, but luckily she helped her on the stairs next to her.
"Your Majesty? Your Majesty, why do you have the time to come?" Fang Yiai stood up straight and looked strangely at Li Shimin, who was sitting beside Da Ma Jin Dao and drinking tea leisurely. He opened his mouth and asked in confusion. At the same time, his eyes
He glanced at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and several familiar ministers on one side, as well as the envoys from many countries sitting in a row with Jieli Khan and his son on the other side.
"I heard that you want to have a drinking contest with Prince Nurjiang. It's such a good diplomatic matter. How about I come and bear witness to you if I don't have anything to do? You're not welcome?" Li Shimin said lightly with a smile on his lips.
"Welcome, warm welcome, most welcome." Fang Yiai immediately nodded and said, lest he say it too late and offend the Tang boss.
"Okay, both sides are here, do you plan a civil or military fight?" Li Shimin nodded with satisfaction, looked back and forth at Fang Yiai and Nuerjiang, who had arrived long ago, and said.
"Of course it's a martial arts fight!" As soon as Li Shimin finished speaking, Nuerjiang hurriedly opened his mouth and said. He had heard that Fang Yiai was the second son of Fang Xuanling, who was known as a fan of Fang. He wanted to write a good essay, and he himself
If you don't understand the Four Books and Five Classics of the Central Plains people at all, you will definitely suffer a loss in literary combat, so you can only choose martial arts, so that you can be sure of winning.
Everyone looked at Nuer Jiang with contempt, who was not only twice as old as Fang Yiai, but also twice as thick as Fang Yiai. For Nur Jiang,
This kind of ungraceful behavior of rushing to answer someone's question is very disdainful and a supercilious look.
As long as you can win, anything about face or not is just a cloud. Nurjiang shamelessly chose to ignore it.
Li Shimin looked at Nurjiang with some sympathy, who was complacent and thought he had a chance to win, and thought, what's going on in your mind? You didn't even know whether the other party was good at literature or martial arts, and you just came out to fight with others. Sooner or later, you'll be beaten.
People are playing to death. However, Li Shimin had no obligation to remind Nurjiang when he hit the gun. After all, Fang Xiaoer is one of his own. If Fang Xiaoer wins, Datang will win. How can he, the emperor, face him?
There is no light.
Seeing that Fang Yiai had no objection, Li Shimin nodded and ordered Li Anyang beside him to announce the rules of the competition.
"Within the time of two sticks of incense, the two of them drank up the wine on the table far away, then stood outside the red line, threw the wine bowls onto the small wine jar five meters away, and stacked them one by one.
In the area outside the red line, any means other than weapons and sharp blades can be used to prevent the opponent from drinking and throwing bowls. And the smashed wine bowls are not included in the calculation. In the end, the number of drinking bowls and the complete stack on the wine jar
The sum of the number of wine bowls will be used to calculate the final winner. The winner will receive the emperor's reward of fifty guan and five pieces of cloth. Similarly, the loser will give the winner fifty taels of gold. Did you both hear clearly?
Do you have any objections?" Li Anyang asked politely after finishing speaking.
When he heard that the loser was going to give fifty taels of gold to the winner, Nuerjiang's eyes lit up and he hurriedly said, "No objection, let's get started." Then, with a victor's attitude, he looked at the indifferent Fang beside him with contempt.
Legacy love.
Seeing that both participants stated that they understood the rules of the competition and had no objections, Li Anyang asked Li Shimin for instructions, then waved his hand, and someone quickly arranged the competition site.
On the other side of the wall, two dining tables were placed side by side. They were filled with empty wine bowls. Then two waiters, each holding a jar of Xi Fenglie, arranged the wine seals on them, and suddenly there was a strong aroma of wine.
It floated to the tip of everyone's noses, and some old drunkards began to swallow their saliva involuntarily.
"How's it going? Is the scent of Western Wind from the folks of the Tang Dynasty not bad?" Fang Yiai asked Nur Jiang who was swallowing saliva next to him with a relaxed look, and then winked at Fang Qi who had already come up without leaving a trace.
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Fuasaki nodded knowingly, turned around and went to find Barhan who couldn't follow him upstairs to get down to business.
"It's just so-so. It can't compare with the aroma of horse milk wine in our grassland." Nurjiang said stiffly, but the salivating look on his face completely added to his words, and his eyes stared greedily.
Stop pouring clear wine into the bowl.
After all the fifty bowls of wine on the table were filled, as soon as Li Anyang shouted to start, Nuerjiang rushed to the table impatiently, picked up a wine bowl and started drinking it, but he didn't.
Thinking that this wine was so strong, I choked on half the bowl I just drank and spit out most of it.
Looking at Nur Jiang's appearance, Fang Yiai shook his head with a smile, walked to the table slowly, picked up a bowl of wine, drank slowly and walked towards the red line. When he walked to the red line, the wine was also
After finishing the drink, he aimed at the mouth of the wine jar in front of him, gestured with his hand, and flicked it, and the wine bowl landed firmly on the mouth of the wine jar.
(Thank you to classmate Huamao Chixiaoyu for the reward! Bow and thank you! Thank you everyone for your support!)