Chapter 325

Fang Xing was about to leave, but he was stunned when he saw that Ning Xiang was about to drop, and then he mocked himself: "according to them, Fang has offended his majesty and can't tolerate Confucianism. Isn't Ning Xiang afraid of being implicated?"

This kind of happy scene women see more men's behavior, so the ability to play on the occasion is extraordinary.

It's only a few minutes since the other party woke up and ignored it at the beginning. Now I think Fang woke up and changed in some ways.

Chen Xiao, holding a round stool in his hand, shouted, "paralyzed! Stay away from me! Otherwise, be careful of my dead hand!"

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

"Chen Xiao, you don't want to live a good life in the Imperial College!"

A student of the Imperial College pointed to Chen Xiao and shouted.

Chen Xiao said with a grim smile, "I've been a good man in the Imperial College for a long time. If anyone wants to try my fist, you're welcome at any time!"

Fang woke up and couldn't help smiling at the speech, then slowly looked at the student who had just spoken and said faintly: "Fang has a bad reputation in the Imperial College. He has swept the face of the Imperial College twice, especially Mr. Qin, and let you lose your job. I'm really sorry!"

As soon as he said this, Qin ban turned pale. He remembered the humiliation of being driven out by the Imperial College at that time and the grievance of having to condescend to the Li academy. For a moment, he couldn't help but doubt his decision to match Fang Xing at that time.

And Li Mao is somewhat unswerving. Qin ban is a gentleman of his Academy at this time. Being questioned is beating the Li family in the face.

"Fang Xing, now you are all enemies. Do you dare to be so presumptuous?"

Li Mao snapped and smiled at Ning Xiang.

"Sabi!"

Fang Xingzhen eyebrowed and said, "even if Fang is down, it's not something you and other villains can talk about!"

Without waiting for these people to react, Fang Xing stretched out his hand and said, "since you want Fang to write poetry, there's nothing else, there's a lot of untimely."

As a close friend for many years, Chen Xiao understood it and was ready to get pen, ink, paper and inkstone. But Fang woke up and drank softly: "knife!"

"Yes!"

Ning Xiang thought Fang Xing was putting on airs, and the action of holding out his hand looked funny, so she pursed her mouth and smiled, but her eyes were cold.

Qin ban and Li Mao were laughing and ready to scold Fang Xing for trying to escape the childish act of writing poetry.

"Bang!"

At this moment, a dark figure appeared from the railing on the second floor. After turning over, he grabbed the window lattice with one hand and flew up as if he had no weight.

"Young master!"

In the daze of the crowd, the shadow somersaulted in mid air and knelt down in front of Fang Xing without any error.

Looking at the knife in front of his body, Fang woke up and said faintly: "pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

"Yes, young master."

The knife stretched like a spring under your feet. After taking off the backpack, he skillfully took out the four treasures of the study and polished the ink in front of everyone.

Li Mao looked at Fang Xing and stood with his hands down. Although he was wearing simple clothes, he still had an awe inspiring spirit.

Qin ban looked at Fang Xing in a trance. Looking at the students, he suddenly found a problem.

——Fang Xing made him feel different from the people present!

This feeling is very strange. If all the people present are birds, Fang Xing is an eagle and Falcon standing on the edge of the cliff. He looked at the birds chirping and making people headache, disdaining and disdaining.

In the eyes of Ning Xiang, Fang Xing is like a tiger, staring at all sentient beings.

Fang Xing walked slowly to the table where the fruits and drinks were placed. With a flick of his hand, there was a crackling sound. All the dishes fell to the ground and the fruits were everywhere.

"Wine!"

After the four treasures of study were placed on the table, Fang Xing stretched out his hand again.

Ning Xiang looks at the broken porcelain bottle on the ground and thinks that you have dropped all the wine bottles. Do you still want to drink? Get on the ground and drink.

The knife bowed and asked, "young master, what kind of wine would you like to drink today?"

Fang Xing said faintly, "Shaojiu, the most powerful one."

Li Mao glanced at the little boy who was waiting on the side, and the little boy nodded with understanding.

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

But the knife still reached into the satchel, groped for it, and then took out a bottle.

"Hiss, hiss..."

When they saw the white jade like wine bottle, almost everyone's eyes widened. Only Chen Xiao thought proudly: it's brother Dehua. This posture can destroy them directly.

When Fang Xing opened the bottle cap, a strong smell of wine filled the cabin, and everyone couldn't help sniffing.

What kind of wine is this? It smells good!

Ning Xiang's face began to look dignified.

Will the people who can have such good wine be the poor rural landlords in Li Mao's mouth?

"Gudong!"

Fang woke up and took a big drink. Then, in the surging of everyone's throat, he handed the wine bottle to the knife and picked up the brush.

Paralyzed! It's urgent!

Fang woke up and felt a hot breath from his throat to his lower abdomen. Suddenly his head was dizzy. As a result, he forgot the poem he just remembered.

what the fuck! Pretend to be big!

Seeing the dishes on Fang's face, Li Mao sneered: "are you procrastinating? If you can't find a clue, Miss Ning Xiang wants to play a song to cheer you up!"

Seeing Li Mao's eyes, Ning Xiang smiled and said, "Ning Xiang is willing to make a fool of you!"

As soon as Ning Xiang's jade hands were touching the strings, Fang woke up and said with a smile: "no, writing poetry is not holding urine. Can you drink more water? Ha ha!"

Ning Xiang's face changed greatly. Her jade hand was neither stretched nor shrunk. For a time, she was stuck there, with tears in her eyes.

"Fang Xing! You..."

Qin ban pointed to Fang Xing with a red face and said tremblingly, "you, you, you humiliate Sven!"

Fang Xing glanced sideways at Qin ban and said, "insult your sister! You're still coming to the waves along the Qinhuai River at an old age. Do you know your daughter-in-law is so coquettish?"

"You, you..."

Qin ban was blocked by this. He pointed to Fang Xing's hand and trembled. Hua Qing was worried that he would fall, so he hurried to help him.

"Don't worry, Mr. Qin. Fang Xing must not be able to write poetry. He's messing around!"

Qin ban felt the same, so he suppressed his anger and waited for Fang to wake up and write.

Fang Xing frivolously raised his eyebrows at Cong Xiang, and then wrote like everyone else in calligraphy.

Everyone watched quietly, and no one spoke.

Even after years of practice, Fang Xing's words can still be seen.

Fang Xing wrote a few lines at will, and then lost his brush.

"Take your time."

Ning Xiang watched Fang Xing's free and easy figure disappear at the entrance of the stairs, and involuntarily walked to the window.

In the Misty drizzle, Jinling City looked vague in the distance.

Looking down, Fang woke up and walked to the side of the ship. He jumped to the shore so easily without using the boat board.

What a vigorous skill!

Seeing the Congxiang of the weak scholar, he secretly shouted good, but who ever wanted Fang to wake up suddenly turned back like a long eye in the back of his head. He tilted his head and hooked her with his index finger, with a flighty face.