Datang: Salted fish at the beginning, Gao Yang was given marriage by Li Er

Chapter 15 Salted fish life, completely disintegrated

Li House.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines on the carved window lattice, and the voice of the red-haired girl is sent into the north room along the golden glow.

"Let's take a break! Get up and change quickly, today Auntie will teach you posture etiquette."

The dream was disturbed, Li Xian turned around irritably, covered his ears with a pillow, and muttered something vaguely.

"It's so early in the morning, it's not enough for people to sleep peacefully."

When the even breathing sounded again, there were footsteps walking over in the haze.

next moment.

Su hand picked up his ears, making Li Xian yell, and suddenly lost sleepiness.

"The sun is shining on your buttocks, and you are still sleeping early in the morning. You are a courtier now, and you are enshrined in the Imperial Academy! Why don't you do anything right?"

"It's time for this lazy person to tidy up, wash up quickly, and come to the hall after finishing."

Hong Fu Nu's words were rambling, especially in the morning, it sounded even more rambling.

"Today, your father invited the Spinner of the Shangyi Bureau in the palace. You must study hard. When you enter the palace, the rules are strict..."

Li Xian closed his eyes and raised his head, sitting on the edge of the bed with his hands down, hearing the broken thoughts in his ears, with a look of wanting to cry but no tears, he said in his heart.

"Li Er, you are really harmful!"

The sound of footsteps approaching his ears again, fearing that his ears would suffer, Li Xian bounced off the bed and hurriedly washed his hands.

When I came to the hall, a middle-aged woman with a paralyzed face was sitting upright in the hall. She was dressed in a light scarlet robe, and she was a meticulous person.

After saying hello, Si Bin didn't talk nonsense, and directly taught the cross-hand salute.

It is not difficult to keep a count of breaths for a movement, but it is really overwhelming to repeat it over and over again.

After two hours of teaching, Li Xian felt sore in his waist and back, and shouted in his heart, 'It's not easy for the ancients'.

According to Si Bin's teachings, there are other rituals, such as kneeling down and giving name stabs...

Seeing the time for breakfast, an unexpected visitor came outside the door.

Fang Yi'ai and her family came to visit and explained her intentions. Under Li Jing's guidance, she went straight into the hall.

Li Xian was sweating profusely, and glanced at Fang Yiai who stepped through the door, with a refined face, dressed in white, holding a paper fan, with a strong scholarly atmosphere.

He was not familiar with her at all, and Li Xian didn't intend to greet Fang Yiai.

Fang Yi'ai seemed extraordinarily enthusiastic, and bowed to Li Xian who was seated in Bantang.

"Mr. Li gave the Hanlin to enshrine, and His Majesty personally married Princess Gaoyang. Recently, her reputation has been quite turbulent."

"Nice to meet you."

As the saying goes, if you have nothing to do, you can go to the Three Treasures Hall. This room has never had any friendship with the widowed love. If you come here this time, there must be something tricky.

Li Xian didn't bother to talk to him, and bowed his hands casually, which was regarded as a return gift.

Fang Yiai didn't seem to care about Li Xian's lack of courtesy, so she spoke directly after she sat down.

"Duke Wei, your son's talent and learning are highly valued by His Majesty, and he has entrusted him with a heavy responsibility. He is indeed a model for young talents in the Tang Dynasty."

"Fang's visit today is to sincerely invite Mr. Li to the meeting, to gather with scholars of the Imperial City, to appreciate poetry and proses, and to discuss and study."

While speaking, Fang Yiai took out the invitation card from the sleeve and presented it.

Li Jing took the invitation from Zhu Hong, turned to the next page, and sure enough, he saw Li Xian's name on the list.

Fang Yi's love for poetry and painting is the best in the Imperial City. This visit in person is not just as simple as sending an invitation card, it is probably to test Li Xian's ability.

Hong Fu Nu is also a person who knows the truth, why can't she see Fang Yiai's intentions, she doesn't pierce her, she gets up slowly, and pours tea and water for Fang Yiai.

The cup was full, and Hong Funu pushed it in front of Fang Yiai.

"Mr. Fang has a brilliant literary talent, he can write poems and paintings at his fingertips, and he has a lot of friends in the court."

"The Poetry Fair must be a time for Mr. Fang to showcase his talents and show off his skills."

"Xian'er has lived in the mansion for a long time, even though he learned some poems and songs, it is superficial after all. To say that he appreciates it, it is a bit flattering. Now that Xian'er is about to take office, and the palace rules are complicated and need to be explained clearly, I am afraid that this poetry meeting will not be able to go."

Slowly seated, Hong Fu Nu turned over the invitation card, looked at Fang Yiai, and smiled apologetically.

"I hope Mr. Fang will understand."

Li Xian, Hong Fu Nu and Li Jing knew each other well.

Not to mention reciting poems and painting, it is difficult to touch books in the study several times a year.

Not to mention composing poems and eulogies in public, wouldn't that be humiliating?
Hearing this, Fang Yiai glanced at Li Xian from the corner of her eye, and stood up gracefully.

Unrolling the paper fan with a 'bang', standing with head held high, said with a slight smile.

"Mrs. Li is serious."

"The Poetry Club is nothing more than a gathering of young talents from the Tang Dynasty to discuss and learn from each other, and to study diction and sentences together."

"Previously, Mr. Li was silent and unknown, but this time His Majesty is as insightful as a torch, and knows Mr. Li's great ability. If we literati and inkmen let Mr. Li be buried like this, it seems that we are a bit ostracized and deliberately making things difficult for Mr. Li. son."

Ben came here with a 'sincere invitation', how could Fang Yiai let go so easily?

This time, the more Hongfu girl avoided, the more Fang Yi became more certain in her love, Li Xian must have a big problem!No talent and no skills, it must be a real hammer!

With a flash of light in her eyes, Fang Yiai put away her fan in a 'flash', turned to face Li Xian, and solemnly bowed her hands.

"Mr. Li, the poetry meeting is only a day or so, and if you think about it, it will not delay your master's practice."

"Shihui Manor, with beautiful mountains and rivers and thousands of flowers blooming, is not a relaxing scene, combining work and rest, Fang feels that it is more suitable for Mr. Li to cultivate his state of mind."

Speaking of this, Fang Yiai bowed and saluted, a smile appeared on her slightly nodding face.

"Young master Li, I hope you can enlighten me about the poetry meeting."

Li Jing's eyelids twitched, looking at the respectful figure, his brows were slightly frowned.

Fang Yiai is a generation of young talents, and this time he forced Li Xian to invite Li Xian because he believed that Li Xian had no great skills and wanted him to make a fool of himself in the poetry meeting.

There is an undercurrent of competition for official positions in the imperial court. It is absolutely impossible to say that this Fang Yiai has no intention of replacing Li Xian's position of enshrined in the Imperial Academy!
While thinking about it, Li Xian on the seat got up slowly, smiled slightly, stared at Fang Yiai who was bowing in front of him, and bowed his hands in return.

"Since Young Master Fang is inviting you, then Li will..."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Li Jing suddenly interrupted Li Xian's words.

The tower-like figure slowly stood up, looked at Fang Yiai, and cupped his hands.

"My lord sincerely invites you, and the Li family accepts you."

"Everything has its own importance. The Li family dare not neglect the important matter of entering the palace, and Li Xian needs to do his homework in advance. This poem will be available every month, so why rush for a while."

"After the matter of Xian'er's entry into the palace is settled, it's not too late to gather with all the young talents next time."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Li Xian who was sitting on the seat, raised his eyebrows, and spoke quite harshly.

"Leisure."

"The time is pressing now, and it is not easy to invite Si Bin to teach for my father, so why don't you hurry up and ask for advice?"

Li Xian pursed his lips, extremely reluctant to practice etiquette.But there was still nothing he could do, he couldn't just sweep Li Jing's face in front of outsiders, and then bowed his hands to the figure in front of him.

"Mr. Fang, I'm sorry!"

Even though he was unwilling, Li Xian obeyed Li Jing and walked towards the backyard.

Touching his aching waist, Li Xian twisted his face into a bitter gourd shape.

Father!
What are you doing?

China's 5000-year-old civilization has bred many free and unrestrained literati who love drinking and singing, dancing and playing in the shadows?How many leisurely and talented poets have been born in the countryside?

The mere poems and songs, and Hai'er casually mentioning the two of them are popular sayings.

Fang Yiai?
Really when I'm afraid to be with him?
Hey ~
Flow cups and write poems, watch flowers and moon...

away from me again.

(End of this chapter)