Li Zhen pointed to the girl next to him and said, "This is the girl with red sleeves."
Then he pointed at Fang Jun and said to the woman, "This is Fang Erlang."
The girl with red sleeves stood up immediately, bowed down and said in a voice like an oriole: "Hongxiu from my family, I have met Fang Erlang."
Fang Jun was confused and quickly said, "No need to be polite."
The girl with red sleeves refused to comply and insisted on finishing the ceremony.
Li Zhen said carelessly: "This guy is very polite, so don't worry about it."
The corners of Fang Jun's eyes twitched. Have you ever said that to someone...
As they sat down one by one, Fang Jun got straight to the point: "Brother Li is here to visit. I am deeply honored. I don't know what I need, but it doesn't hurt to say it."
Li Zhen slapped his thigh and praised: "How refreshing! I came here today because I was entrusted by this red-sleeved girl to ask for a good word from my dear brother..."
Fang Jun said happily: "No problem."
"Uh..." Li Zhen was choked for a moment. He agreed before he said anything small? This is too pleasant...and, haven't we finished saying this yet?
Fang Jun blinked and said with a cute look: "You are Siwen's eldest brother, you are also the eldest brother of someone. I only want this one thing today, how can I refuse? Even with my ability, I can compose a good poem." It’s very embarrassing, but who said you are someone’s eldest brother, right?”
"this and that……"
Li Zhen was a little confused. Today was not just about this matter... But when Fang Jun said this, he felt a little embarrassed if he made too many demands...
The red-sleeved girl was also a little dumbfounded. Was she... gagged?
This Fang Erlang is not only very smart, but also very eloquent. If anyone says this is a stick in the future, I will be angry with him!
But... what should I do with my own affairs?
Feeling anxious, he looked at Li Zhen.
Li Zhen hesitated for a long time, and was actually blocked by Fang Jun. No matter how good the relationship is, one cannot be greedy, right? But seeing the pleading look in the red-sleeved girl's eyes looking at him, Li Zhen suddenly softened his heart.
No matter how shameless you are!
He blushed and said, "Actually... there is one more thing."
Fang Jun looked at the two people's gazes and saw clearly that Li Zhen was clearly trapped by this woman and couldn't extricate himself!
He smiled bitterly and said, "Yes! You said, as long as we can do it, we will never postpone it."
Li Zhen hesitated, but finally made up his mind and said: "Brother Yu wants to ask Erlang to help the girl with red sleeves win the crown of the Oiran Conference!"
Fang Jun was a little dumbfounded. Oiran convention?
It's no wonder he was so surprised that this woman was actually a *******.
This red-sleeved girl is beautiful and refined, with a pretty face that is lightly painted, smooth and fair, with graceful black eyebrows and autumn eyes. Her whole person has a natural, quiet and elegant look. Although her age is not clear, if you say Fang Jun was absolutely convinced of which prince's daughter she was.
Her temperament is like orchid, fresh as lotus, more like a dignified and virtuous lady...
First it was Lixue, then Mingyue, and here comes another red sleeve, a peerless beauty with outstanding temperament. Are all the ladies of the Tang Dynasty such a high standard?
But the crux of the matter is-
"Brother, my dear eldest brother, this oiran competition is not held by my family. How can I have the ability to let this girl with red sleeves win the first prize? Are you kidding me?"
Fang Jun smiled bitterly and said, this is too high of himself.
It’s no big deal to write a first poem, but what’s on my mind is that I can help this person win the championship... Is it possible that I go to some oiran convention to sponsor tens of thousands of coins, and then play a trick of unwritten rules to determine the champion?
Li Zhen seemed to know that this was a difficult thing to do. He rubbed his hands awkwardly, looked at the red-sleeved girl with a gloomy look, and said to Fang Jun: "I only hope that Erlang can work hard and write a good poem that will win over all the celebrities. As for the ability to If you can’t win the first prize, then it just depends on God’s will.”
Fang Jun disagreed.
Can a good word win the championship?
What nonsense...
Throughout the ages, whether it is an oiran convention or a beauty pageant, which one is a clean and pure competition? Things like behind-the-scenes manipulation and behind-the-scenes operations were not invented by modern people. They have been practiced by all dynasties.
Besides, although this girl with red sleeves has a clean and pure temperament, her standard is still far behind that of Mingyue girl. Even with Fang Jun's good words, it would be extremely difficult to win the first prize in one fell swoop.
The most important thing is that Fang Jun would not give the most classic poems to a **** for free. Wouldn't it be a waste of resources? Only a fool would do it!
Fang Jun glanced at Li Zhen, then at the gloomy-looking girl with red sleeves, coughed, and asked, "I don't know, brother and this girl..."
Li Zhen sighed and said, "It is definitely not what my dear brother imagined. A certain person and the girl with red sleeves fell in love at first sight, and they can be regarded as confidants, but they are innocent and innocent, and there is absolutely no blasphemous intention."
Fang Jun was speechless...
Talking about pure love with ***, are you a love saint? !
Li Zhen also felt that Fang Jun couldn't believe it, and explained: "The girl with red sleeves has a bad life experience, which makes people pity her..."
This is actually an old story about a talented man and a beautiful woman, running at night...
This red-sleeved girl was originally from a wealthy family in the south of the Yangtze River. Just like in all romance novels, she fell in love with a talented poor boy and thought she was a good match. She ignored her family's obstruction and actually eloped with him...
The miserable situation, the leaky temples everywhere, the men and women who love each other...
Then, the story comes to its inherent routine.
A poor boy went to Beijing to take the exam but was penniless. He had no choice but to pawn the girl's gold hairpin to pay for his expenses. He vowed to marry her after he returned to high school.
Naturally, the result is that a poor boy went to high school, and then married a girl from a wealthy family, and failed the girl...
The girl waits for her husband not to come back, waits for her husband not to come back, and has no face to go home to face her family. How can a well-dressed and well-fed lady with no fingers in the sun live on her own? In the end, the only way to go is to fall into the dust...
Teeth are so sore!
Fang Jun looked at the sad red-sleeved girl who had her scar opened and shed tears. He was extremely speechless and wanted to ask: Madam, is your IQ zero?
But after all, I was embarrassed to ask, after all, their situation was too miserable.
But I was really curious, so I asked, "But I don't know who that Haku Yukio is?"
Li Zhen said angrily: "Ji Wen was the first Jinshi in Guisi Branch in the seventh year of Zhenguan!"
"puff"
Fang Jun spit out the tea in his mouth.
This name... is very good, very powerful!
Only in the Tang Dynasty, a dynasty that tolerated all things, and only His Majesty Li Er, a broad-minded emperor, if placed in the Ming and Qing dynasties, this name alone would have destined you to go wherever you wanted, without even thinking about the imperial examination!
It’s so overbearing that I came up with this name...
Fang Jun really wanted to catch this person and ask, "What did your father think when he chose the name?"
After thinking about it carefully, I really don't have any impression of this name.
It’s not that he was ignorant. In fact, the imperial examinations in the early Tang Dynasty were not taken very seriously. Although opening up subjects to obtain scholars was the country’s major policy to attract talents, aristocrats from aristocratic families had been monopolizing education for hundreds of years, and the educational resources enjoyed by poor scholars were real. Too few, few outstanding talents.
Therefore, the selection of officials mostly relies on recommendation and is controlled by wealthy families.
This can be seen from the fact that there are almost no records of the number one champions in the early Tang Dynasty in the history books. Of course, it may also be related to the fact that during this period, famous officials emerged in large numbers and stars shone brightly. Officials who came from the imperial examination were eclipsed by the light of these outstanding people. .
In general, the number one scholar in the early Tang Dynasty was really not a piece of cake, and no one took it seriously...
Fang Jun asked curiously: "Is it possible that this girl wants to become famous and beautiful in one fell swoop, so that the young man with chicken plague can change his mind?"
The red-sleeved girl said coldly: "It's hard to recover when it's covered with water, and it's hard to round a broken mirror. Although the slave family is involved in the world, they still respect themselves and love themselves, and never dare to abuse themselves. But there is always an obsession in their hearts, wanting to let the unfaithful person know, even if the slave family I can live a good life without him! Even if I fall into the world, I will never succumb to others!"
Fang Jun admired this heroic spirit. But it is precisely because of this stubborn character that he would do such a mindless thing as elopement...
Fang Jun did have an idea in his head.
After thinking about it for a while, he said: "I really don't dare to guarantee my victory in winning the championship, but I have some ideas. I can only say that I will do my best."
When the red-sleeved girl heard this, she said in surprise: "What you plan for is up to man, and it is up to God. If you do this, I will be extremely grateful. How dare you ask for more?"
Li Zhen, however, showed no expression of joy. He sighed and looked at the girl with red sleeves, obviously deeply in love with her.
