I am a thief in the Tang Dynasty

Du Guiru turned her head and blinked, her face full of playfulness.

"This way, I can get along with you peacefully."

In the next room.

Du Guiru quickly loosened the collar of her robe, and her snow-white and smooth skin slowly appeared as the robe fell off.

Her skin is as white as jade and her shoulders are fair.

Du Guiru's cheeks were flushed as she looked at her lover's burning eyes. She felt as if ants were crawling across her skin as those eyes passed by.

She hugged her arms, her silence was more powerful than words.

Gudong!

Fang Yiyi swallowed his saliva and was in no mood to read any further.

Yeah ~

Fang Yi couldn't control his emotion and pulled Du Guiru up.

As the two of them hummed, they were in tune with each other.

After a moment, Du Guiru whispered:

"Sanlang, I am very happy to know you!"

"When I got married, my mother asked me to teach her some rules of husband and wife."

"I, when I came here, I learned from that atlas..."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yiyi's eyes lit up and he said with a wicked smile:

"Hey, Guiru is actually looking at the instruction map?"

Du Guiru said shyly: "The dowry nanny asked me to read it. I, I wanted to be with you, so I wrote it down."

When Fang Yiyi heard the word "dowry", he suddenly felt a little sour. She was originally his wife, but she ended up marrying someone else.

However, Fang Yiyi thought about how he had taken someone else's wife, and now she was right in front of him, which gave him a different kind of excitement.

He asked, "You, after you got married, did Cheng Chubi ever touch you?"

While asking the question, Fang Yiyi looked at the beauty.

Du Guiru stared into Fang Yiyi's eyes, which were full of love, and said seriously:

"No, I only let you touch me!"

Chapter 185 Sanlang, let’s do it again before we leave?

This sentence comes out.

Fang Yiyi suddenly perked up, and the sour feeling in his heart disappeared.

A smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which showed that he was full of energy.

"Meng Ya shared a room with Cheng Chubi on my behalf, and I..."

Du Guiru was speechless. She was shy and completely immersed in extreme joy.

Perhaps it was because they hadn't seen each other for many days, and their emotions burst out at this moment. The sounds of joy were not concealed at all, so that people in the next room could hear the noise.

Suddenly, there was a burst of sexual noises from next door, as if some people were dissatisfied with Fang Yiyi's bravery and wanted to compete with him!

Two quarters later.

Du Guiru lay in Fang Yiyi's arms with seductive eyes, holding her fingers weakly, begging:

"Sanlang, don't move."

"Wait, wait until I recover some strength."

Fang Yiyi, who was also panting, admired the beauty but did not stop his movements as he sighed:

"Gui Ru, I didn't expect that you look frail, but you are actually very talented. I am really surprised."

Du Guiru smiled and said:

"Since I was young, I thought it was a burden and wanted to cut it off. But now Sanlang can't let it go. I know that this burden is actually Sanlang's treasure."

"Hahahaha, you naughty boy, not only are they my babies, but you are too!"

Fang Yiyi narrowed his eyes, put his hands on the beauty, and began to enjoy the comfort.

......

More than half an hour later.

Fang Yiyi stood up weakly, and Du Guiru's rosy face was full of satisfaction.

She looked at Fang Yiyi reluctantly, placed her slender fingers on her slightly swollen red lips, and said charmingly:

"Sanlang, come one more time before you go?"

Fang Yiyi trembled, gritted his teeth, and with firm willpower, moved his eyes away from Du Guiru's seductive and exquisite curves, and said with a rolling Adam's apple:

"I've been out for too long. I have to go back."

In reality, Fang Yiyi was shouting in his heart: "Wait, little devil, wait until I recover, and then I will make you suffer!"

He knew his physical condition, and even though he was taking tonic medicine and exercising regularly, his health had improved a lot.

But it should be done at most twice a day to avoid the tragic scene of "when young, one does not know the value of semen, and when old, one yearns for women and sheds tears in vain".

Fang Yiyi gave Du Guiru a sweet kiss and left quickly.

When they returned to the room on the first floor, everyone was already drunk, and each of them had a beautiful Hu girl in his arms, even Xue Li and the other four.

They didn't pay attention to when Fang Yiyi came back.

Fang Yiyi first deliberately sprinkled some wine on his body to cover up the scent of makeup, and then continued to play with everyone.

After the last experience of getting drunk and pushing Zhao Xuemin down as if she were his wife, Fang Yiyi knew when to stop drinking. After he had drunk his fill, he stopped drinking and chatted with everyone.

After a while, he got up and went out to drain the water and empty the warehouse.

Inside the Hu people's tavern, there was a lively scene of drinking and shouting, it was very lively.

Fang Yiyi went to the toilet and was about to enter the private room.

A wine jar rolled to his feet, blocking his way forward.

"I'm sorry, sir. I'm a little drunk!"

A gentle but drunken voice came from the side.

Fang Yiyi looked closely and saw a handsome young man wearing a blue round-necked robe.

Even when drunk, he still exudes an elegant aura.

The young man bowed to Fang Yiyi with an apologetic look on his face.

He stopped when he saw Fang Yiyi looking at him, and straightened up shakily.

His tall and strong body was revealed, and he was even taller than Fang Yiyi.

Chapter 186 I am Pei Xingjian of the Hedong Pei Clan, with the courtesy name Shouyue

Fang Yiyi glanced at the four wine jars on the table, looked at the young man who looked younger than him, and secretly said that he had a good alcohol tolerance.

The other party was a polite person, so Fang Yiyi should treat him with courtesy. He bent down, picked up the wine jar at his feet and placed it on the other party's table, and smiled and persuaded:

"My dear, although fine wine is delicious, you must not drink too much."

"Thank you for the reminder, sir. I won't drink anymore!"

The young man thanked him and sat down, his face full of dejection and sorrow, and he sighed to himself:

"Thirty is a classic, fifty is a Jinshi!"

"I am confident of passing the imperial examination, but passing the imperial examination is difficult!"

"But what's the point of taking the Mingjing exam?"

"A beautiful lady is only suitable for a scholar!"

The sound of worry was not loud and was drowned out by the noise of the tavern, but Fang Yiyi, who was standing next to him, heard it clearly.

Both the Jinshi and Mingjing examinations require examinations on classics and current affairs, but the Jinshi examination also requires examinations on poetry and prose.

But even if you have unparalleled talent in poetry, when you take the imperial examination, you still need a flash of inspiration and luck when writing poems and essays.

Some are good at frontier poems, some are good at landscape and pastoral poems, and some are good at bold lyric poems.

Unless you have Tang and Song poetry in your mind like Fang Yiyi, there is no all-round talent in poetry.

In case the type of poetry or prose being tested is not what the candidate is good at, the candidate will have to see if his or her poetry is ornate and can impress the examiner, otherwise, he or she will be doomed.

But now this young man dares to say that he can pass the Mingjing exam. He must have the ability to pass the Jinshi exam, but he is not good at writing poetry.

Fang Yiyi could not help but look at this young man who was younger than him in surprise, thinking:

"What a young man! He is so confident that he can pass the imperial examination."

"Not only does he have a good family background, but he is also well-educated at a young age. Only a talented person would dare to say such a thing!"

"But this man was possessed by an elephant."

Talents are hard to come by. If this person is really confident of passing the Mingjing exam, at his age, he might even be able to serve as an official in the same dynasty in the future.

Now he orders a few lines to create good karma, and it is always a good poem.

Fang Yiyi was well aware of the fact that fighting alone was not a good idea, otherwise, he would not have shared the credit for the horseshoe with Duan Yan and Li Siwen.

He smiled and sat down next to the young man. Under the other's surprised eyes, he said:

"I am the one who left the room, and I heard that you are worried and troubled."

"It is said that a bystander sees more clearly and a listener is wiser. Since you and I have a connection through wine, why not tell it to Fang?"

"Perhaps I can offer you some suggestions and some solutions. Would you like to do so?"

Pei Xingjian shook his head vigorously and asked uncertainly:

"You call yourself Fang Yiyi? But you are the third son of Duke Wei, Fang Yiyi, whose courtesy name is Xingzhi?"

On the tenth day of March, three good things happened in the city.

Fang Yiyi, the third son of the Fang family who mistakenly married the Valkyrie of the Tang Dynasty and donated coal mines to solve the problems of food and cold in the northern war, was famous in Chang'an.

Anyone with some family background would naturally know Fang Yiyi's calligraphy.

Fang Yiyi smiled and said, "It is me."

Pei Xingjian immediately crossed his arms and bowed excitedly, saying respectfully:

"Meet the third son of the Fang family. I am Pei Xingjian of the Pei family in Hedong, and my courtesy name is Shouyue."

This time, it was Fang Yiyi's turn to be excited.

He didn't expect that the young man in front of him was drowning his sorrows in alcohol.

He turned out to be the famous civil and military official in the future.

Just by relying on the name of benevolence and righteousness, he made the countries in the Western Regions submit to him and suppressed Anxi for decades.

He also selected many wise ministers and brave generals for the Tang Dynasty.

Pei Xingjian became one of the most famous prime ministers in the Tang Dynasty!

Chapter 187 Pei Xingjian drowns his sorrows in wine

Fang Yiyi couldn't help but said, "It turns out to be Brother Shouyue. I've heard of your great name for a long time!"

"Have you long admired your name?"

Pei Xingjian was stunned. He had just arrived in Chang'an not long ago and had few social contacts except with his classmates, let alone contact with Fang Yiyi, the son of a duke at the top of the Tang Dynasty.

He really didn't understand how Fang Yiyi knew his name.

Fang Yiyi also knew that he had said something wrong, and hurriedly made amends with a sigh on his face: