The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

"Please, Miss Pan'er!"

After Guan Yaoyuan finished speaking, a woman wearing a pink skirt and red clothes came out. Many men at the scene held their breath, while many women showed envy.

Fang Yun originally went to see it with great hopes, and couldn't help but compare Yang Yuhuan with her, but then, there was nothing more.

Fang Yun lowered his head to drink tea, thinking that she was an okay woman. Although she tried her best to hide it, the smell of travel was too strong and she was pretending too much. As for what he looked like specifically, he didn't bother to remember it. Even if he did, he would forget it when he saw Yang Yuhuan when he got home.

Many men, including Guan Yaoyuan, were looking at Pan'er, but Fang Yun lowered his head to drink tea, then picked up a piece of mung bean cake with chopsticks and ate it leisurely.

Pan'er smiled like a star holding the moon, raised her chin, and scanned the audience. Her expression remained the same and was not affected by anyone, not even the person eating the mung bean cake.

Those scholars began to flatter Pan'er continuously.

He Yutang, who was sitting next to Fang Yun, asked in a low voice: "Why, you don't like this? Tell me what kind of woman you like, and I will definitely help you find one you are satisfied with." After saying that, he showed a slightly lewd smile. .

"Can she really earn 20,000 taels of silver a month?"

He Yutang suddenly said: "I don't blame you for doubting that she can't make that much money based on her appearance alone. What she sells is not her appearance, but her talent. There are rumors that her grandfather was a Hanlin scholar, and she can write poems, After writing an article, some people even praised her as a "female scholar", and then she became famous. Others took it seriously, but we all knew in our hearts that it was Mingyulou's way of flattering people. "

Fang Yun glanced at Pan'er and asked, "Are there some famous scholars and scholars who were humiliated by her and then spread the word?"

"It's true, she is not a good family, she just plays it when the situation arises. She can step on other talents to get to the position, and she can use you as a ladder. It seems that you have seen through it." He Yutang looked at Fang Yun curiously and thought to himself He is worthy of being a former saint. Compared with him, those who were deceived are as old as dogs.

Fang Yun continued to have lunch.

Pan'er slowly went downstairs, and Le Ji, who was sitting on the low platform in the lobby, left. The maid from Mingyu Tower walked in front of Pan'er, throwing petals along the way, leaving a trail of floral scent.

Guan Yaoyuan, the organizer of the ci party, and some scholars walked to the high platform with Pan'er around, and stood behind a table on which were placed the Four Treasures of the Study.

Guan Yaoyuan asked with a smile: "Who will be the first to come up and write lyrics?"

"I'll do it!" More than a dozen scholars stood up, eager to get into Pan'er's skirt.

Pan'er immediately covered her mouth and chuckled, which made many people's eyes wide open.

Guan Yaoyuan said: "Then please invite Brother Lai Yong to come first. He was one of the top ten talents in Dayuan Prefecture at that time. He went to Shushan and is very helpful to today's CI meeting."

The rest of the people sat down immediately. It was obvious that Guan Yaoyuan was helping Lai Yong. Any further argument would be tantamount to denying Guan Yaoyuan face.

"Thank you for your concession." Lai Yong pretended to be polite and walked to the table to say hello to Pan'er. Then he pondered for a moment and said: "Since Pan'er, the oiran, is here, I will choose 'Dian Lips' for the word card, although I can't Putting red lips on Pan'er with your own hands, you can think about it for a while. "

Everyone laughed, Pan'er's pretty face turned red, and she glared at Lai Yong with a mixture of joy and anger, tickling many people's hearts.

Lai Yong took up his pen, thought for a long time, and wrote while reading: "The sweet fragrance of spring drifts towards dusk. The jade skin is cold, and it is even more lean than death. The shadow falls across the pond, and the moon fades and people return. Do you know? One branch shows off first, Please report to Dongjun."

When Lai Yong finished writing, everyone applauded.

“The seconds used in the word ‘tease’ turn a still life into a living thing.”

"One branch shows off first, this is a beautiful sentence!"

"Brother Lai is a great talent and will definitely be among the top three!"

Fang Yun nodded. This poem is really good. It is very likely to reach the level of leaving the county. It is a pity to use it to please a woman.

Amid the applause of everyone, Lai Yong left the low platform and returned to the wine table.

The first poem was written so well, which made many people who were eager to give it a try give up the idea, otherwise it would be equivalent to sacrificing themselves to complete Lai Yong. For a while, no one came up.

"Isn't there anyone who wants to write another poem?" Guan Yaoyuan asked loudly.

No one answered.

Pan'er, the oiran, suddenly said: "Who is Fang Shuangjia? Pan'er dared to ask Fang Shuangjia to contribute a poem. I wonder if Pan'er has such a blessing?"

Everyone looked at Fang Yun together, extremely envious of Fang Yun's treatment.

Fang Yun's face looked as usual.

"Ah, are you the one holding the mung bean cake?" Pan'er whispered in an extremely innocent tone.

Guan Yaoyuan asked curiously: "How do you say this?"

Pan'er looked at Fang Yun with sad eyes and said aggrievedly: "When I went downstairs before, everyone was looking at me. Only Fang Shuangjia was drinking tea and eating mung bean cake. It seemed that the concubine's figure was not suitable at all. Fang Shuangjia’s eyes.”

A few people were provoked by Pan'er and looked at Fang Yun with a little hostility, thinking that he was using this method to attract Pan'er deliberately.

Guan Yaoyuan laughed loudly and said: "Pan'er, you don't know something now. Not to mention you, even the oiran in the capital is not taken seriously by him."

"Really?" Pan'er asked.

"Of course it's true. Fang Shuangjia's child bride was a well-known Jiangzhou Xishi in Ji County. Even Liu Zicheng, Master Liu, was shocked when he saw it. As a result, Fang Yun misunderstood that he wanted to take away his child bride, so he invited Magistrate Cai to force Liu Zi away. Sincere. But it’s not Fang Yun’s fault at all. Liu Zicheng spoke frivolously. That child bride raised Fang Yun, and Fang Yun had a deep affection for her, so naturally he could not tolerate any disrespect. Fang Yun, your talent has spread far and wide, so why not write this second song? Winning the first prize directly will bring Pan'er into his new house," Guan Yaoyuan said.

"Disgusting!" Pan'er turned around in shame and covered the side of her red face with her hands.

Everyone booed and asked Fang Yun to write a poem.

Fang Yun stood up slowly and said with a smile: "Liu Zicheng brought four servants to my door and wrote "Yi Shui Ge" on paper. He wanted to kill me and steal my sister Yuhuan. Fortunately, Capt. Lu and Magistrate Cai fought with each other. Came in time , beheaded a servant. Why did it come to Brother Guan’s mouth that Liu Zicheng was right and we were wrong? Are you going to the capital to beat the heavenly drum and complain to the emperor tomorrow? Is Jia Ding complaining?”

There was silence in Mingyue Tower. No one expected Fang Yun to be so direct.

Guan Yaoyuan immediately showed a look of grievance and said: "Fang Shuangjia, you misunderstood. I really don't know the truth. I just heard it from hearsay. I admit my mistake to you. I shouldn't only listen to one side of the story, but I can't believe everything you say, otherwise I still Just take the word for it. Today is the Lixia Ci Festival, and we will only talk about Fengyue and nothing else. Fang Shuangjia, please write a poem for the sake of our dozens of talented people."

Fang Yun sneered and said: "No one here is a fool, but you are so stupid that you want to kidnap others and isolate me. Do you think these talents are being used as a tool by you? You and Liu Zicheng have gone to great lengths to deal with me. Scheming!"

He Yutang, who was next to Fang Yun, secretly told a former saint that although this was too rough, it would clarify the matter first and those who were originally neutral would not help Yao Yuan.