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Chapter 325 Composing poetry doesn¡¯t mean holding back urine, drinking more water will help.

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    Fang Xing was about to leave, but he was startled when he saw Ningxiang's wet look, and then he laughed at himself: "According to what they said, Fang has offended His Majesty and is not tolerated by Confucianism. Isn't Ningxiang afraid of being implicated?"

    This kind of fun-loving woman has seen a lot of men¡¯s behavior, so her ability to act on the occasion is extraordinary.

    From the beginning of ignoring Fang Xing to now feeling that Fang Xing might have some tricks up his sleeve, it only took a few minutes.

    Chen Xiao held a round stool in his hand and shouted: "Nary-minded! Stay away! Otherwise, I'll kill you!"

    Those students who originally wanted to project a brave image in front of the beauty did not dare to move forward after seeing Chen Xiao's fat face.

    "Chen Xiao, don't even think about living a good life in the Imperial College from now on!"

    A student from the Imperial College pointed at Chen Xiao and shouted.

    Chen Xiao smiled ferociously and said, "I have been a good person in the Imperial College for a long time. If anyone wants to try my fist, you are always welcome!"

    Fang Xing couldn't help but smile when he heard the words, then slowly looked at the student who had just spoken, and said calmly: "Fang has a bad reputation in the Imperial College. He ruined the Imperial College's face twice, especially Mr. Qin, who made you lose your job. It's really  I¡¯m so sorry!¡±

    As soon as these words came out, Qin Ban turned pale. He remembered the shame of being kicked out of the Imperial College and the grievance of having to condescend to the Li Family Academy. For a moment, he couldn't help but doubt his decision to confront Fang Xing.

    Li Mao, on the other hand, is a little unswerving. Qin Ban is the teacher of his academy at this time, and being questioned is a slap in the face of the Li family.

    "Fang Xing, now that you are surrounded by enemies, do you still dare to be so presumptuous?"

    Li Mao shouted sternly and smiled at Ningxiang.

    "Sabi!"

    Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and said, "Even if Fang is in despair, it's not something you and other villains can comment on!"

    Before these people could react, Fang Xing stretched out his hand and said, "Since you want Fang to compose a poem and nothing else, there are quite a few things that are out of place."

    As a best friend for many years, Chen Xiao understood and was about to get pen, ink, paper and inkstone, but Fang Xing shouted softly: "Knife!"

    "exist!"

    Ningxiang originally thought that Fang Xing was pretending, and the action of extending his hand looked a bit funny, so she pursed her lips and smiled, but her eyes were cold.

    Both Qin Ban and Li Mao laughed, ready to scold Fang Xing for his childish behavior of trying to escape from writing poetry.

    ¡°Bang!¡±

    At this moment, a black shadow emerged from the railing on the second floor flexibly.  After turning over, he grabbed the window lattice with one hand, and his body flew up as if it was weightless.

    "Master!"

    While everyone was stunned, the black shadow did a somersault in mid-air and knelt down in front of Fang Xing, without any mistakes.

    Looking at the knife in front of him with his head bowed, Fang Xing said lightly: "Pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

    "Yes, Master."

    The knife stretched like a spring under his feet. After taking off the satchel he was carrying, he skillfully took out the Four Treasures of the Study and sharpened ink in front of everyone.

    Li Mao looked at Fang Xing standing with his hands behind his back. Although he was dressed simply, he still had an awe-inspiring air.

    Qin Ban looked at Fang Xing in a daze, then looked at the students, and he suddenly discovered a problem.

    ¡ª¡ªFang Xing gave him a different feeling than the people present!

    This feeling is very strange. If everyone present is a bird, then Fang Xing is an eagle standing on the edge of the cliff.  He looked arrogantly at the bird that was chirping and causing headaches below, with disdain and disdain.

    In Ningxiang¡¯s eyes, Fang Xing was like a fierce tiger, looking down at all living beings.

    Fang Xing walked slowly to the table where fruits and drinks were placed. He reached out and flicked it, and there was a crunching sound. The dishes fell to the ground, and the fruits were scattered all over the floor.

    "Here comes the wine!"

    After the Four Treasures of the Study were placed on the table, Fang Xing reached out his hand again.

    Ningxiang looked at the broken porcelain bottle on the ground, thinking that you had dropped the wine bottle, and you still want to drink?  Get down on the ground and drink.

    Xiaodao bowed and asked: "Master, what kind of wine do you want to drink today?"

    Fang Xing said calmly: "Soju, the most powerful kind."

    Li Mao glanced at the boy who was waiting on the side, and the boy nodded understandingly.

    You want to drink?  Go to the shore and drink!

    But Xiao Dao still reached into his satchel and fumbled around, then took out a bottle.

      "Hiss, hiss, hiss"

    When they saw the white jade wine bottle, everyone's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Only Chen Xiao thought proudly: It is indeed Brother Dehua. This posture can directly destroy them.

    Fang Xing opened the bottle cap, and a strong aroma of wine filled the cabin, making everyone sniff.

    What kind of wine is this?  smell good!

    Ningxiang¡¯s face began to look serious.

    Could the person who owns such fine wine be the down-and-out rural landowner Li Mao and the others talk about?

    "Gudong!"

    Fang Xing took a big sip, and then with everyone's throats surging, he handed the bottle to the knife and picked up the writing brush.

    Paralyzed!  I'm so drunk!

    Fang Xing felt a rush of hot air from his throat to his lower abdomen, and his head suddenly felt dizzy. As a result, he forgot the poem he had just remembered.

    Damn it!  Pretend to be too big!

    Li Mao saw the look on Fang Xing¡¯s face and sneered: ¡°Are you stalling for time? If you can¡¯t find a clue, Miss Ningxiang is willing to play a song to cheer you up!¡±

    When Ningxiang saw Li Mao¡¯s gaze, she smiled slightly and said, ¡°Ningxiang is willing to show off for you!¡±

    As soon as Ningxiang¡¯s jade hands that resisted the frost and snow touched the strings of the piano, Fang Xing laughed and said, ¡°No need, writing poetry is not about holding back urine. Is it possible to drink more water? Hahahaha!¡±

    Ningxiang¡¯s face changed drastically, and her jade hands could neither stretch nor shrink. They were stagnant for a while, her eyes full of tears, which was endearing.

    "Fang Xing! You"

    Qin Ban Lao pointed at Fang Xing with a red face, and said tremblingly: "You, you, you are an insult to elegance!"

    Fang Xing squinted at Qin Ban and said, "I am insulting your sister! You are still wandering by the Qinhuai River at such a young age. Does your wife know that you are so coquettish?"

    "you you¡­¡­"

    Qin Ban was stopped by these words. His hand trembling as he pointed at Fang Xing.  Hua Qing, who was beside him, was worried that he would fall, so he quickly went over to give him a hand.

    "Mr. Qin, don't worry, this Fang Xing must be incapable of writing poetry and is just messing around!"

    When Qin Ban heard this, he thought so, so he suppressed the anger in his chest and waited for Fang Xing to write.

    Fang Xing raised his eyebrows frivolously at Ningxiang, and then started writing like a master calligrapher.

    Everyone watched quietly, no one spoke.

    Even after several years of practice, Fang Xing's handwriting is still just eye-catching.

    Fang Xing wrote a few rows at random, then threw the brush away.

    "Take your time and watch."

    Ningxiang watched Fang Xing¡¯s free and easy back disappear at the top of the stairs, and walked to the window involuntarily.

    In the hazy drizzle, Jinling City looked blurry in the distance.

    Looking down, Fang Xing walked to the side of the ship.  He didn't even need a boat plank and jumped to the shore so easily.

    What a strong skill!

    Ningxiang, who was used to seeing weak scholars, secretly shouted "Hello", but who would have thought that Fang Xing suddenly turned around as if there were eyes in the back of his head.  He tilted his head and hooked his index finger at her with a frivolous look on his face.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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