Datang: Wrong start into the bridal chamber, the bride is Jinyang

Fang Yizhi was speechless for a while, and almost lost his temper. After thinking for a while, he suddenly looked at Fang Jun and said with a narrow smile: "Second brother, do you think you can escape by quibbling? No! Now Your Majesty and Father have already made a decision. Brother Shuyu and I came here just to inform you! How can this matter be as simple as I told you?"

Wei Shuyu also laughed narrowly and said: "That's true! According to my father, His Majesty has already made a decision on this matter! I'm afraid the imperial decree will come to this blessing house tomorrow!"

Fang Jun was stunned for a moment, then looked at them immediately: "You didn't lie to me?"

Fang Yizhi laughed immediately, and said: "Brother, how could you lie to you? You have to do this position if you can, and you have to do it if you don't! Now it's useless for you to talk about it, Your Majesty is not so easy to be fooled by you." Fudge! Now you just accept your fate obediently!"

Fang Jun was stunned for a moment.

Holy crap!

Li Shimin is not kind!

I already knew he was not a good person.

Giving an official position after listening to a poem?What a nonsense!Didn't the history books say that this person was very smart?

"How can you be so nonsense?"

Fang Jun was a little annoyed, and hurriedly asked: "Then brother, you know what decision His Majesty... made?"

"Brother, I don't know yet. But it's definitely not an ordinary position!" Fang Yi saw him deflated, and was immediately happy, and said with a smile: "We won't continue to drink your tea! You should just keep it for yourself! Yes Yes, Your Majesty and Father have already discussed the matter of you having a vegetarian meal with your corpse. Your Majesty said that Princess Jinyang is still seriously ill and is not suitable to live in the Blessed House for a long time. You can go back to Fengyang Pavilion to live when you have time. For the bestowed marriage This matter... has other calculations!"

Nima!

Fang Jun almost cursed when he heard this sentence.

His eyes widened, dumbfounded.

Li Shimin is really not a kind person.

Seeing his expression, Fang Yi immediately laughed and said, "So second brother, you should wait at home for the imperial decree! It shouldn't take long after all. Brother Shuyu, let's go first!"

After speaking, he put down the teacup in his hand, got up together with Wei Shuyu, and walked outside.

Fang Jun watched them leave, thought for a while, and couldn't laugh or cry in his heart.

Li Shimin is serious?

Are you talking about Jinyang?

Such things...

Fang Jun suddenly had a feeling of asking the sky without words?

What a poem!

Are you all right now?

Write the question.

Why was his mind pumped at that time, writing about sleepwalking Tianmu?Can't you just write a piece of rubbish?

Fang Jun immediately regretted it in his heart.

But after thinking about it again...

Did Li Shimin really decide to force him to go out and do something?If he really went out to do things... Li Shimin, Fang Xuanling, Wei Zheng.

Don't be afraid, you people!

If the time comes to dig out the roots of you people, don't yell that I don't want it, I don't want it.

Fang Jun couldn't help thinking mischievously.

Looking at the wind and snow outside, he sighed again in his heart.

This Tang Dynasty... is really ostentatious!

I didn't bother to continue thinking about these things, so I patted my butt and turned to find the little girl to have fun.

As for Li Shimin bestowing an official...

If he really dares to bestow an official, Fang Jun doesn't mind disgusting him once, but they don't cry and say they are afraid when the time comes.

At this time, the little girl seemed to be reading calligraphy and painting in the room.

Fang Jun only found out a few days ago that she can draw, and she has already drawn many pictures.

After walking into the room, I saw the girl sitting in front of the window sill holding a writing brush, concentrating on it.

Fang Jun motioned for Xiao He to silence, and then let her go out, while he walked slowly behind the little girl to see what she was drawing?

After seeing her drawing a few roe deer, he couldn't help being happy, and reached out from behind to wrap his arms around the girl's slender waist, and hugged her up.

Aromatic and incredibly soft.

"what?"

Jin Yang couldn't help but exclaimed, and turned his head hastily: "Husband, husband? You're back!"

Fang Jun laughed and said, "I'm back! What are you drawing, my lady? Those roe deer?"

Jin Yang's pretty face was blushing, she nodded and said with a smile, "Just a random drawing. Those roe deer are so pretty! Jin Yang likes them very much!"

Fang Jun glanced at the white paper, couldn't help being amused, and said with a smile: "Lady, you can't draw the soul when you draw like this! You must draw the soul when you draw, and that is the real painting!"

"Oh? How should I draw?" Jin Yang was surprised.

Fang Jun smiled and said: "My husband can just fill in a few strokes for you! But then again, my wife's paintings are really beautiful!"

Jin Yang was happy when he heard the words, and said with a smile, "Xiao He's paintings are prettier than Jin Yang's!"

"This is incomparable! I have only seen yours, my lady, and it must be your best!" Fang Jun said with a smile: "Come on, let me add a few strokes for you! That's it..."

As he spoke, he picked up a brush and drew a few strokes on the paper.

When Jin Yang saw it, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened slightly: "Husband, how could this be?"

"Isn't that what painting is all about?" Fang Jun smiled and said, "Only by painting like this can the roe deer be drawn vividly. But, haha... this brush is not easy to use. It would be great if there was a charcoal pen!"

Jin Yang took a deep breath.

I just feel that the roe deer in the painting is so lifelike, as if it is about to jump out.

Obviously my husband just added a few strokes, how could this be?

"How do you paint with charcoal?" She asked hastily, turning her head to look at him.

Fang Jun thought for a while and was happy. He kissed her before he smiled and said, "There are many ways to paint with charcoal pens. But... since the lady likes to paint, how about my husband teach you a new way of painting today? Anyway, I'm free. It's okay to come!"

"Okay!" The little girl hurriedly said excitedly: "Then, then I'll go find some charcoal pens!"

"Okay! Just let Xiaohe find it!" Fang Jun said with a smile, seeing the innocent face of the little girl, the depression in his heart was swept away, and he continued to laugh: "This painting technique is simple, just three or five strokes. You can make a portrait! It’s better to use a charcoal pen than a brush!”

"it is good!"

Jin Yang was a little excited, and immediately asked Xiao He to find some charcoal pens.

Fang Jun looked at it, took a piece of paper and wrapped it up, and said with a smile: "This painting technique is called sketching! It is the skeleton in painting, and it is also the basic knowledge in painting. The painting method is lifelike! Please look at it, lady." ..."

Chapter 103 There Will Always Be Someone Better Than Him

Ruixue is a prosperous year.

The heavy snow fluttered for nearly three days before it stopped.

Waking up from the bed hazily, Gao Yang opened his eyes.

The room is very warm, with a brazier on, and there are a few maids standing outside.

Gao Yang got up, changed clothes, and washed.

The snow has stopped, and the plum blossoms in Shenxiu Garden are said to be blooming very well, so I need to go and have a look.

A lot of flowers were brought there yesterday, and some strips of cloth were brought in for decoration. Many people will probably be there today.

The heavy snow has made people unable to go out for nearly half a month, and now that the agreed time has come, everyone is naturally moved upon hearing the news.

In the past, there were not only some scholars from the Imperial College, but also some ladies and daughters who wanted to go out and have fun.

Naturally, there are countless delicacies, but not being able to get a birthday cake made many young ladies feel extremely regretful.

Nowadays, many people have heard of the birthday cake, and a few people have already eaten it, and they are full of praise, saying that the taste of this cake is as delicious as a fairy, and it is extremely sweet, even many noble concubines in the palace love it.

Some people are related to the noble concubine in the palace, so they ordered some to taste.It's a pity that so far, no one can do this thing except that Fang Yiai.

It seems that the widow does not want to hand over the birthday cake to Ming Da Tang...

With the help of the maid, Gao Yang began to bathe and change clothes, went back to the room to freshen up, then put on a bun, picked up some sachets and jewelry.

All nations come to court.

The New Year is just around the corner.

It is said that many of the county kings who went out and some young generals who went out to fight have returned to Chang'an one after another. Now Gao Yang is in charge of hosting the Shenxiu Garden Poetry Club, so these people are naturally moved after hearing the news and come to do their best.

only……

There are still people who cannot be invited.

Gao Yang didn't care, he said that Wen Wu was the first and Wu Wu the second. Now that there are so many scholars in the Tang Dynasty, there will always be a few people who will stand out.

Now that all these people have gathered in Chang'an, she can't believe that there are not many of them.

"Sister Chengyang...has she left the palace yet?" Gao Yang stroked his hair and asked slowly.

"Return to Your Highness, I have already left the palace!" Zi Su replied.

"That's good!"

Gao Yang felt relieved and continued to dress up.

It is said that Chengyang Huangjie's son-in-law, Du He, is also very talented in literature. This time, he happened to be free, so he was naturally invited to go together.

She was busy in the pavilion for a while, then she got up and walked outside, the sedan chair and bearers were already waiting, Gao Yang directly boarded up, and let the bearers walk outside.

The snow had stopped, and many people who didn't want to go out chose to go out one after another. When the bearers walked outside, Gao Yang had already seen many figures swaying in the distance.

She opened the curtain and took a look, and suddenly saw a few people appearing at the door of the house next door. They seemed to be sweeping snow in the snow just now, and after sweeping, they became interested in playing in the snow. , I built a snowman and played a snowball fight.

Little Xincheng didn't know when he came here, he yelled and played, and didn't go to Princess Gaoyang's mansion.

Gao Yang glanced at it, his expression changed slightly, and he quickly put down the curtain and looked away.

"Yun wants to look like clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows the threshold to reveal Hualong. If it hadn't been seen on the top of Qunyu Mountain, I would meet Yaotai under the moon..."

It hasn't gotten out yet.

It was yesterday that Gao Yang got the poem from the maid.

Poor penmanship.

Just counting the crosses can almost describe the beauty of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

The language is rich and colorful, and the words are flowing.Blending flowers and people, the words are here and the meaning is there.When people read it, they can only feel that the peonies are in full bloom, the fragrance of flowers is bursting, the subtle fragrance is floating, and the fragrance of the body is overwhelming.

Compared with the poem about wandering immortals, Gao Yang paid more attention to this one. In retrospect, that person only wrote three poems.

Let's not count "Xianyun Nongqiao" for the time being, but almost every song is extremely powerful, majestic, and exhausted the beauty of rhetoric.

People are really curious, what will he write next?What else can I write?

It's a pity that he doesn't seem to care much about this way.

It can even be said that he doesn't look down on this way at all.

Look down on?

If it was before, Gao Yang might think that he couldn't do it, couldn't do it, but at this moment, he can only use these three words.

Just like what her father said to her: This Fang Yiai is as humble as a valley, and it is extraordinary. Just one song "Shaking the Five Sacred Mountains" is enough to suppress all the scholars of the Tang Dynasty, but now adding a song "Sleepwalking in Tianmu"... only I am afraid that if this poem is passed on, the scholars of the Tang Dynasty will never dare to write poems again!In fact, elephants do not compete with ants, and swans do not speak their minds with sparrows!

When the father was speaking, Zheng Guogong Wei Zheng and Song Guogong Xiao Yu were also there, and even Xiao Yu, who was somewhat rigid, couldn't help nodding.

Gao Yang didn't want to think about it, he just wanted to rush to Shenxiu Garden as soon as possible, if nothing unexpected happened, there should be many people climbing the mountain one after another by now.

As the saying goes, there is no first text.

There will always be someone who is stronger than him.

……

On the other side, I played with a few little girls on the snow for a while, built a few snowmen and military generals, saw that there were already many pedestrians on the road, and saw a gorgeous sedan chair walking towards the other side, Fang Jun and Jin Yang waited. People hurried back to the house.

The maid had already prepared the breakfast, and the two of them took a sip while it was hot, and they found it extremely delicious, so they ate it in big mouthfuls.