Chapter 598
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Gong Zi Xu
Chapter 598
The scale of the Qinglong Temple is even simpler than that of the Ci'en Temple at this time. However, the mountains are not high, and there are immortals and spirits.
Xin Maojiang and Shangguanyi hurriedly lined up, and Fang Jun joined in as he had nothing to do.After queuing up to burn incense, Fang Jun donated money for the incense again. General Xin Mao led the two of them around the main hall to a meditation hall in the backyard. Only then did Fang Jun discover the meat of the trip—to ask for a lottery.
Can't help but be speechless, it turns out that Xin Mao will take a fancy to this...
But Fang Jun, who is used to watching the film and television dramas of his previous life, finally felt that this thing is unreliable. It seems that in every step of the costume film, there is a joke about asking for a lottery...
Xin Mao asked Shangguanyi to seek first. This man, who was always gentle and suave, was extremely nervous at this moment. He held the black and shiny stick and shook it for a long time before shaking off a stick.Quickly picked it up like a treasure, and when I saw it, it read, "The hazy autumn moon reflects on the Zhumen, the birds outside the forest are far away from the monks in the temple, and there are noble people to pick them up. Why do you need to speak sweetly like a wandering warbler?"
Fang Jun also came over to take a look, and felt that the literal meaning was quite good, but he didn't know how to solve the sign?
General Xin Mao also asked for one, and got a signature, saying, "The matter is not clear, the heart is uneasy, and the doubts have been long, and then it is safe.".
It looks good too.
Fang Jun wasn't interested in this at first, but since he's here, it doesn't matter to join in the fun, anyway, he doesn't believe it.
Then he shook the stick and asked for one.Looking at the signature, "Baojingxin, according to the two people, they are united and united."
Looking at these signatures, Fang Jun thought to himself, why are they all in the same tune?He couldn't help thinking of the movies and TV dramas and novels he had read in his previous life, and he couldn't help laughing secretly: "The monks are indeed very cunning, didn't they say that monks don't tell lies? There are no bad signatures, it's too fake!"
Xin Maojiang came over to take a look, and immediately said happily: "How can you tell lies? Look at your signature, it is obvious that you are going to get married, and you are in love with each other and will be together forever!"
Fang Jun: "Hehe..."
Like-minded?
To tie the knot?
If that damn girl doesn't cuckold us, we'll be so lucky...
"Hey, are you done? Get out of the way after you're done begging, there are still people behind!"
The three of them muttered to each other, and the people in the queue at the back got upset and scolded them.
Fang Jun hurriedly stepped aside with the two of them.
Mingming and He moved away, but the person behind him sneered and said in a low voice: "It looks like a poor man at first glance. I really think that after studying for a few days, I can pass the imperial examination and rise to the sky? Mud legs It's just a mud leg, the ancestors planed food in the soil, and the children and grandchildren are not the same?"
A strong sense of contempt poured out.
The three of Fang Jun suddenly turned around.
A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy was raising his jaw, and glanced at the three of them with contempt.
The boy was wearing a Shu brocade long gown, with a tall body and a handsome face, with a crystal clear jade pendant hanging on his waist, his expression was haughty.
Seeing Fang Jun and the other three turning their heads, an older middle-aged scribe next to the young man scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Then he cupped his fists at Fang Jun and the three, and said with a smile: "The dog is young, and his words are shameless. He offended a few brothers, and he still looks at Haihan."
This person is about forty years old, with a fair complexion, his eyes twinkle and his expression is perfunctory when he speaks. He obviously doesn't mean to apologize, but it's just out of face. After all, there is still a long line behind him waiting for the lottery. Everyone is watching. .
Although General Xin Mao was dissatisfied, he didn't want to be troublesome, so he dragged Fang Jun and Shang Guanyi away.Shangguanyi panicked and turned to look at Fang Jun...
This person is a stick, with a hot temper, how could he let it go when he was insulted by others and his ancestors?
Just as he thought, Fang Jun said to the middle-aged scholar with no expression on his face: "Since Linggou is young, you should keep him well at home. Seventeen or eighteen years old can't even speak, It’s really inappropriate to bark and bite people with your mouth open. Those who know it say that the dog can’t talk, but those who don’t know think it’s your family’s tradition, wouldn’t it be unfair?”
Shangguanyi shuddered, wanted to laugh, but held back.
dog...
Is there a more insulting title than this in the world?
People call themselves "gouzi", but he just calls it "linggou". This Fang Jun's mouth is really wicked.But... I really relieved my anger!
Look at this young man with a handsome face, he should be a son of a wealthy family, but his upbringing is so poor, his words hurt people, it is really lack of discipline.Or... It's not about being undisciplined, but it's really a family tradition?
Shangguanyi couldn't help laughing.
"Pfft"
Someone couldn't help but laughed out loud.
This sound is like an oriole singing willows and pearls falling on a jade plate, it is very beautiful.
Fang Jun looked for the voice, and saw a slender girl with exquisite figure, wearing a lavender dress, black silk like clouds, and a thin veil on her face, so she couldn't see her real face clearly, but she was exposed With a pair of curved eyebrows like willow leaves, two beautiful eyes like a clear pool, coupled with a slender figure, you can know that she is an absolutely rare beauty.
The young man in brocade clothes turned red with anger at Fang Junzhi's words, and said angrily, "Bastard! Do you know the identity of a certain person, so you dare to speak out again?"
Why don't you say your father is Li Gang?
Fang Jun sneered, and said calmly: "In this case, it is better not to report your identity, otherwise your ancestors will be ashamed and ridiculed by the world!"
The young man in brocade clothes was obviously mad. He rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to make a move, but was held back by the middle-aged scribe.
The handsome young man blushed and shouted: "Father, don't stop me! If you don't teach this kid a lesson, he won't know the majesty of our Jiangnan Xie family!"
Fang Jun's heart moved, Jiangnan Xie's family?
Isn't he the leader of the gentry in the south of the Yangtze River who is as famous as the Xiao family?
The middle-aged scribe pulled the boy in brocade clothes, looked at Fang Jun with a slight frown, and said in a cold voice, "It's just a quarrel between the boys, but your eloquent tongue, what's the reason for insulting my ancestors?"
Fang Jun snorted and said, "Could it be that you are deaf and can't hear that the dog first insulted someone's ancestors? Don't do to others what you don't want to do to others. You have to be lucky. Someone just pays back with words. If someone doesn't When you are willing to speak, you will regret what Ling Quan said!"
What a joke, you can scold me, but I can't scold you?
Is it because I have been the local emperor in the south of the Yangtze River for so long that I am so stupid?Dare to be so domineering in Chang'an, it can be seen how arrogant and overbearing the Xie family is in Jiangnan!
Since he was insulted to his ancestors, he intends to hold on and not force that kid to kneel down to apologize, and he will never give up today!
Let this family know that this is Chang'an, not Jiangnan!
The middle-aged scribe wanted to suppress this matter, after all, it was his own side that was wrong first, not to mention that this is Chang'an City, hidden dragons and crouching tigers, there is no harm in keeping a low profile.But seeing Fang Jun's reluctance, he was faintly angry.
He snorted, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by a voice.
"Oh, Erlang is really leisurely and carefree."
While talking, a handsome young man walked quickly from outside the meditation hall, with a smile on his face and a refined demeanor.
Fang Jun took a look at this person, and said lightly: "Fang is really ignorant. I just learned about the majesty and arrogance of the Xie family today. This is still in Chang'an. Do you still think that your Xie family is the king and hegemony, where the sky is high and the emperor is far away in the south of the Yangtze River?"
The person here is Xie Wenju, the supervisory censor.
Hearing this, everyone in the Xie family changed color.
Fang Jun's words are really heartbreaking!
What is sky high and emperor far away?What is domination?
What kind of criticism will this word cause?
Xie Wenju didn't know why Fang Jun appeared here, let alone why he clashed with the elders from Jiangnan, but he knew that Fang Jun couldn't mess with...
Immediately clasped his fists together and said: "This is my uncle. Although I don't know why the quarrel is unpleasant, but I still ask Erlang to give some thin noodles, and I will serve wine to thank you someday. How about it?"
Everyone in the Xie family was even more astonished. Looking at the solemn Xie Wenju, and then at the black-faced kid in front of him, could this be some prince?
Although the Xie family is only a noble family in the south of the Yangtze River, their influence in Chang'an is very weak, but after all, the name is placed here. Even His Majesty the Emperor has to estimate the influence of the Xie family in the south of the Yangtze River!What's more, Xie Wenju is the most outstanding figure of the younger generation of the Xie family. He has already become the supervisory censor in the Qingliu at a young age, and his future is limitless.
But in the face of this black boy, why is he so submissive, even a little apprehensive?
Xie Wenju complained secretly, he didn't know what his family thought, otherwise he would definitely talk about Fang Erlang's temper.
He would rather provoke a prince than this Fang Er!
The prince is unreasonable, but this one is a stick...
(End of this chapter)
The scale of the Qinglong Temple is even simpler than that of the Ci'en Temple at this time. However, the mountains are not high, and there are immortals and spirits.
Xin Maojiang and Shangguanyi hurriedly lined up, and Fang Jun joined in as he had nothing to do.After queuing up to burn incense, Fang Jun donated money for the incense again. General Xin Mao led the two of them around the main hall to a meditation hall in the backyard. Only then did Fang Jun discover the meat of the trip—to ask for a lottery.
Can't help but be speechless, it turns out that Xin Mao will take a fancy to this...
But Fang Jun, who is used to watching the film and television dramas of his previous life, finally felt that this thing is unreliable. It seems that in every step of the costume film, there is a joke about asking for a lottery...
Xin Mao asked Shangguanyi to seek first. This man, who was always gentle and suave, was extremely nervous at this moment. He held the black and shiny stick and shook it for a long time before shaking off a stick.Quickly picked it up like a treasure, and when I saw it, it read, "The hazy autumn moon reflects on the Zhumen, the birds outside the forest are far away from the monks in the temple, and there are noble people to pick them up. Why do you need to speak sweetly like a wandering warbler?"
Fang Jun also came over to take a look, and felt that the literal meaning was quite good, but he didn't know how to solve the sign?
General Xin Mao also asked for one, and got a signature, saying, "The matter is not clear, the heart is uneasy, and the doubts have been long, and then it is safe.".
It looks good too.
Fang Jun wasn't interested in this at first, but since he's here, it doesn't matter to join in the fun, anyway, he doesn't believe it.
Then he shook the stick and asked for one.Looking at the signature, "Baojingxin, according to the two people, they are united and united."
Looking at these signatures, Fang Jun thought to himself, why are they all in the same tune?He couldn't help thinking of the movies and TV dramas and novels he had read in his previous life, and he couldn't help laughing secretly: "The monks are indeed very cunning, didn't they say that monks don't tell lies? There are no bad signatures, it's too fake!"
Xin Maojiang came over to take a look, and immediately said happily: "How can you tell lies? Look at your signature, it is obvious that you are going to get married, and you are in love with each other and will be together forever!"
Fang Jun: "Hehe..."
Like-minded?
To tie the knot?
If that damn girl doesn't cuckold us, we'll be so lucky...
"Hey, are you done? Get out of the way after you're done begging, there are still people behind!"
The three of them muttered to each other, and the people in the queue at the back got upset and scolded them.
Fang Jun hurriedly stepped aside with the two of them.
Mingming and He moved away, but the person behind him sneered and said in a low voice: "It looks like a poor man at first glance. I really think that after studying for a few days, I can pass the imperial examination and rise to the sky? Mud legs It's just a mud leg, the ancestors planed food in the soil, and the children and grandchildren are not the same?"
A strong sense of contempt poured out.
The three of Fang Jun suddenly turned around.
A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy was raising his jaw, and glanced at the three of them with contempt.
The boy was wearing a Shu brocade long gown, with a tall body and a handsome face, with a crystal clear jade pendant hanging on his waist, his expression was haughty.
Seeing Fang Jun and the other three turning their heads, an older middle-aged scribe next to the young man scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Then he cupped his fists at Fang Jun and the three, and said with a smile: "The dog is young, and his words are shameless. He offended a few brothers, and he still looks at Haihan."
This person is about forty years old, with a fair complexion, his eyes twinkle and his expression is perfunctory when he speaks. He obviously doesn't mean to apologize, but it's just out of face. After all, there is still a long line behind him waiting for the lottery. Everyone is watching. .
Although General Xin Mao was dissatisfied, he didn't want to be troublesome, so he dragged Fang Jun and Shang Guanyi away.Shangguanyi panicked and turned to look at Fang Jun...
This person is a stick, with a hot temper, how could he let it go when he was insulted by others and his ancestors?
Just as he thought, Fang Jun said to the middle-aged scholar with no expression on his face: "Since Linggou is young, you should keep him well at home. Seventeen or eighteen years old can't even speak, It’s really inappropriate to bark and bite people with your mouth open. Those who know it say that the dog can’t talk, but those who don’t know think it’s your family’s tradition, wouldn’t it be unfair?”
Shangguanyi shuddered, wanted to laugh, but held back.
dog...
Is there a more insulting title than this in the world?
People call themselves "gouzi", but he just calls it "linggou". This Fang Jun's mouth is really wicked.But... I really relieved my anger!
Look at this young man with a handsome face, he should be a son of a wealthy family, but his upbringing is so poor, his words hurt people, it is really lack of discipline.Or... It's not about being undisciplined, but it's really a family tradition?
Shangguanyi couldn't help laughing.
"Pfft"
Someone couldn't help but laughed out loud.
This sound is like an oriole singing willows and pearls falling on a jade plate, it is very beautiful.
Fang Jun looked for the voice, and saw a slender girl with exquisite figure, wearing a lavender dress, black silk like clouds, and a thin veil on her face, so she couldn't see her real face clearly, but she was exposed With a pair of curved eyebrows like willow leaves, two beautiful eyes like a clear pool, coupled with a slender figure, you can know that she is an absolutely rare beauty.
The young man in brocade clothes turned red with anger at Fang Junzhi's words, and said angrily, "Bastard! Do you know the identity of a certain person, so you dare to speak out again?"
Why don't you say your father is Li Gang?
Fang Jun sneered, and said calmly: "In this case, it is better not to report your identity, otherwise your ancestors will be ashamed and ridiculed by the world!"
The young man in brocade clothes was obviously mad. He rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to make a move, but was held back by the middle-aged scribe.
The handsome young man blushed and shouted: "Father, don't stop me! If you don't teach this kid a lesson, he won't know the majesty of our Jiangnan Xie family!"
Fang Jun's heart moved, Jiangnan Xie's family?
Isn't he the leader of the gentry in the south of the Yangtze River who is as famous as the Xiao family?
The middle-aged scribe pulled the boy in brocade clothes, looked at Fang Jun with a slight frown, and said in a cold voice, "It's just a quarrel between the boys, but your eloquent tongue, what's the reason for insulting my ancestors?"
Fang Jun snorted and said, "Could it be that you are deaf and can't hear that the dog first insulted someone's ancestors? Don't do to others what you don't want to do to others. You have to be lucky. Someone just pays back with words. If someone doesn't When you are willing to speak, you will regret what Ling Quan said!"
What a joke, you can scold me, but I can't scold you?
Is it because I have been the local emperor in the south of the Yangtze River for so long that I am so stupid?Dare to be so domineering in Chang'an, it can be seen how arrogant and overbearing the Xie family is in Jiangnan!
Since he was insulted to his ancestors, he intends to hold on and not force that kid to kneel down to apologize, and he will never give up today!
Let this family know that this is Chang'an, not Jiangnan!
The middle-aged scribe wanted to suppress this matter, after all, it was his own side that was wrong first, not to mention that this is Chang'an City, hidden dragons and crouching tigers, there is no harm in keeping a low profile.But seeing Fang Jun's reluctance, he was faintly angry.
He snorted, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by a voice.
"Oh, Erlang is really leisurely and carefree."
While talking, a handsome young man walked quickly from outside the meditation hall, with a smile on his face and a refined demeanor.
Fang Jun took a look at this person, and said lightly: "Fang is really ignorant. I just learned about the majesty and arrogance of the Xie family today. This is still in Chang'an. Do you still think that your Xie family is the king and hegemony, where the sky is high and the emperor is far away in the south of the Yangtze River?"
The person here is Xie Wenju, the supervisory censor.
Hearing this, everyone in the Xie family changed color.
Fang Jun's words are really heartbreaking!
What is sky high and emperor far away?What is domination?
What kind of criticism will this word cause?
Xie Wenju didn't know why Fang Jun appeared here, let alone why he clashed with the elders from Jiangnan, but he knew that Fang Jun couldn't mess with...
Immediately clasped his fists together and said: "This is my uncle. Although I don't know why the quarrel is unpleasant, but I still ask Erlang to give some thin noodles, and I will serve wine to thank you someday. How about it?"
Everyone in the Xie family was even more astonished. Looking at the solemn Xie Wenju, and then at the black-faced kid in front of him, could this be some prince?
Although the Xie family is only a noble family in the south of the Yangtze River, their influence in Chang'an is very weak, but after all, the name is placed here. Even His Majesty the Emperor has to estimate the influence of the Xie family in the south of the Yangtze River!What's more, Xie Wenju is the most outstanding figure of the younger generation of the Xie family. He has already become the supervisory censor in the Qingliu at a young age, and his future is limitless.
But in the face of this black boy, why is he so submissive, even a little apprehensive?
Xie Wenju complained secretly, he didn't know what his family thought, otherwise he would definitely talk about Fang Erlang's temper.
He would rather provoke a prince than this Fang Er!
The prince is unreasonable, but this one is a stick...
(End of this chapter)
