Rong Fei looked at Fan Jian in surprise, wondering if all the idiot fans in Kyoto were so brave.
I had already let him go before, but he suddenly jumped out to provoke him again. Is he really the head of the Ji Xian Division and easy to bully?
"Brother Fan, pay attention to the bearing of our scholars."
Ren Jinhan patted Fan Jian on the shoulder, then took a step forward and cupped his hands towards Rong Fei.
"The next one, Jin Han, has seen Rong arrest the head."
"It turns out that the young master Ren Shangshu is disrespectful and disrespectful."
Rong Fei had recently inquired about the situation in Dayan Court from Gu Fengxiao and others. He was no longer the novice he was when he first came to Kyoto, so when he heard Ren Jinhan's name, he already knew his family background and identity.
"This brave brother's surname is Fan. I think he is the son of Minister Fan."
Rong Fei looked at Fan Jian with a half-smile.
"The surname is Rong! We will settle the accounts of the past later. Today is the day. I want to compete with you today. Just say whether you dare or not. If you don't dare, just shout three times, "I am not Rong." A person who is a drunkard, a person who is just trying to gain fame and reputation, is not worthy of the favor of Miss Yunxiang." We will naturally let you go graciously. "
Fan Jian gritted his teeth and shouted.
"Just you?"
"What the hell happened to me!"
"Why are you?"
"Why why...bah, bah, bah...it's all such a mess. Mr. Rong, just tell me whether you dare or not."
Fan Jian became even more irritable after being teased by Rong Fei.
"Brother Fan, control your anger! Control your anger!"
Seeing that Fan Jian was showing signs of losing control, Ren Jinhan quickly calmed him down and then smiled at Rong Fei.
"Don't blame Rong for arresting the head. Brother Fan is just like this. He didn't mean to target you."
snort! They were all named, pointed at their noses, and sprayed. Isn’t this considered targeting?
The mouth of a scholar is indeed a liar.
Rong Fei snorted coldly in his heart.
"We took this step out of helplessness. As the saying goes, the state has national laws, and families have family rules. Regardless of national laws or family rules, once they are formulated, everyone must abide by them and treat them equally.
Last year, when Miss Yunxiang was crowned one of the four great courtesans, she set the rules in public. If you want to see beauty, you need to write wonderful poems. In order to win this honor, many literary talents in Kyoto City have worked hard to write a masterpiece to win the favor of Miss Yunxiang. However, Miss Yunxiang is a talented woman well-known in Kyoto, and it is extremely difficult to get into her eyes.
Today, Rong Baotou was summoned by Miss Yunxiang with just one poem... To be honest, we are not convinced. Therefore, he boldly invited Rong to fight. "
"Invite to fight! Invite to fight! Invite to fight!"
Dozens of people participating in the poetry meeting stood behind Ren Jinhan and shouted loudly with their arms raised, and their momentum was quite astonishing.
"Oh! This is intended to be forced. But if I don't fight, what are your preparations? Are you going to use force?"
Rong Fei asked with a smile.
"Rong is worried too much. Why did I, the scholar, behave in such a disgraceful manner?"
Ren Jinhan cupped his hands and then changed the topic.
"But it's only when everyone follows it that we can call it a rule. If someone breaks the rules by relying on their own status. Hehehe, everyone here today happens to have some status. If others do it, then we can naturally do it too. This rule will be followed from now on. There is no need to abide by it. Mr. Rong thinks there is some truth in what I am saying."
"Girl, girl, something bad has happened. Mr. Rong was blocked downstairs by Mr. Ren, Mr. Fan and others."
The maid opened the door, rushed into Yunxiang's room and shouted anxiously.
"Don't panic, tell me slowly, what happened?"
Yunxiang took the maid's hand, caressed her shoulder and said softly.
After listening to the maid's story, Yunxiang's heart sank.
Rong Fei has become famous in the city of Kyoto recently. He is the chief arrester of the Immortal Division. In addition, he has recognized his cousin with the emperor today. With the blessing of this dual identity, there are definitely no more than ten people in the entire Kyoto who dare to touch him. .
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When she first heard that Rongfei was blocked by Ren Jinhan and others, Yunxiang was not too worried.
Although one is the son of the minister and the other is the son of the minister, and they are considered the most powerful noble sons in Kyoto, compared with Rong Fei, the two are not on the same level.
But Ren Jinhan was too insidious. Knowing that they had nothing to do with Rong Fei due to their status, he actually took Yun Xiang out to make a fuss.
After all, Yunxiang is just a brothel girl. The reason why everyone supports and supports her is just as an interesting game, so they all abide by the default rules of the game.
If he really broke his skin and used his power to force Yunxiang to submit, what right did Yunxiang have to resist?
Although Chang Huaien is the big proprietor of Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower, Yunxiang is just a tool for making money to him. Is he really going to offend the son of the minister for her?
If Yunxiang and Rongfei really met by chance, Rongfei would not be in conflict with most of the young men in Kyoto because of Yunxiang, and Yunxiang would not be sad because Rongfei was embarrassed. Chinese website
However, the relationship between the two is very delicate. Although they just met tonight, Yunxiang knows that Rong Fei will not care about his life or death.
Yunxiang also didn't want Rongfei to be in trouble.
A pair of jade arms serves as a pillow for thousands of people, and a tiny bit of red lips can be tasted by thousands of guests. The dream was frightening. After three o'clock in the night, the cold wind and rain penetrated through the west window.
Yunxiang likes this poem very much.
Because of substitution and empathy.
But he has no talent.
If Yunxiang was to be as proud of her status as she was before today, and if the talented people in Kyoto were to abide by the rules willingly, Rongfei had no choice but to accept the invitation to fight.
But based on Rong Fei's talent, he probably couldn't save his face today.
Yunxiang is very aware of the ability of those intellectual talents to add insult to injury and beat up the fallen dog.
"Are you threatening me?"
Rong Fei suddenly grinned, lowered his head slightly, stared into Ren Jinhan's eyes and asked every word.
Faced with Rong Fei's gaze, Ren Jinhan didn't panic at all. After all, his father is the Minister of Rites and a second-rank official, which is not something Fan Jian and his father can compare to.
"Don't misunderstand Mr. Rong, Jin Han is just reminding her with good intentions and has no other intentions. After all, I also admire Miss Yunxiang and can't bear to see her become someone else's plaything."
"Well, I thought too much."
Rong Fei put away his smile, pondered for a moment and then said.
"That's good. Since Mr. Ren and Mr. Fan have invited me so kindly, Rong can't postpone it any longer. I just don't know what the regulations are and how to fight?"
"Hahaha, good! It's a pleasure to catch Rong's head."
Seeing that Rong Fei agreed, Ren Jinhan proudly held his hands and laughed.
"Since today we are competing for poems in an elegant place like Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower, the way of the competition is naturally more elegant. Why not imitate the selection of oirans, and have all the guests present judge the best poems, everyone What do you think?"
"Okay, okay! This is an interesting method."
As soon as Ren Jinhan finished speaking, someone immediately echoed.
Then more scholars raised their hands to express their agreement, but no one asked Rong Fei for his opinion.
Someone soon found Manager Liu and dug out the flower list card used in the selection of courtesan last year from the warehouse and stood it in the center of the courtyard.
The flower list is actually a large sign with four circles decorated with silk flowers. It is divided into more than ten levels of horizontal grids. The front of each horizontal grid is used to write the name of the participating courtesan, and the back is used to record the number of flowers received. .
When selecting an oiran, supporters need to use money to purchase designated silk flowers, and then put the silk flowers into the flower basket in front of the oiran they support. After the selection, the number of flowers received by each oiran was counted. The four people with the highest number were the four top oirans that year.
The silk flowers used in the selection of courtesans are clearly priced at five hundred taels each.
Today, it is the literati who compete for poems, not the oiran, and no one will spend money unnecessarily. So someone suggested using the girl's personal belongings instead, which immediately won applause from all the guests in the building.
Everything will be ready soon
OK, both sides have now moved to the bottom of the patio, and the poem fight is about to begin.
"Miss Rouer, Rongfei knows how to write poetry?"
Outside the crowd, Zhu Yueyao asked Ji Rouer in a low voice.
Zhu Yueyao felt that Rong Fei must have some talent and learning, otherwise he would not have said such enlightening words as "Heaven will assign great responsibilities to this man." However, talent and poetry are actually two different things.
Just like many scholars in the court are profound scholars, but the poems they produce are quite poor.
And some poor scholars who have failed in many attempts can occasionally write amazing poems.
Especially the sentence I just heard recited by Rong Fei, "A pair of jade arms are used as pillows for thousands of people, and a little bit of red lips are tasted by thousands of people." It reads quite smoothly, but it has nothing to do with talent or anything else, so I am a little worried.
"Well... when I was in Fencheng before, I heard him recite a few poems, like one piece, two pieces, three four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven eight pieces, etc. But I don't understand poetry, so I can't tell the difference between good and bad poems. bad."
Ji Rouer smiled strangely.
Zhu Yueyao and Liu Yingrong couldn't help but widen their eyes when they heard this.
What kind of thing, one piece, two pieces, three, four, five, seven or eight pieces, can this thing be called poetry?
It's better to have thousands of pillows and thousands of guests tasting it.
Immediately I gave up all hope for this fight.
As for Rong Fei’s face?
He doesn't care about this stuff himself, so there is no need for others to worry about it. Anyway, Rong Fei doesn't plan to pursue an official career, and it doesn't matter whether he has face or not.
"Rong Baotou has been in Kyoto not long ago. He is considered a guest. According to etiquette, the guest should write a poem first."
On the field, Ren Jinhan took the lead in making the move.
"Hmph, I don't!"
Rong Fei refused arrogantly.
Ren Jinhan was startled and thought to himself, since you agreed to fight for poetry, why did you come out like this? Could it be that you regretted it?
Thinking of this, Ren Jinhan decided not to give Rong Fei a chance to regret, and smiled.
"In that case, I'll accept it."
After that, he said to a scholar next to him who was fanning himself with a proud face.
"Brother Tonzai, please!"
The scholar smiled slightly and put away the folding fan in his hand with a swish sound. The movement was clean and handsome, which immediately attracted the sweet applause of the prostitutes who were watching upstairs and downstairs.
"I'm at Yue Pengzhai of Baiyan Academy. I wrote a poem on the theme of tonight's grand event and asked Rong Baotou to give me some advice."
Yue Pengzhai bowed his hands towards Rong Fei very perfunctorily, then put his hands behind his back, raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and let out a long, melodious sigh.
"Ah...ahhhhh..."
