In Chang'an City, there are only five or six people who can be called "Master's Scholar Hongru". Although these gentlemen did not come to prominence, they were praised by the literati and their fame spread widely. Many people almost all think that in terms of knowledge alone, they may be one or two points better than the Guozi priest wine, the priest and the six doctors. Of course, many people are more rational and consider it rude to judge the superiority of these gentlemen, and generally avoid such topics.

Before this age, Mr. Zhou was not very outstanding. He can't even rank among the five or six masters and scholars, but he can be called a "celebrity". But when his disciple Yang Qian became famous in one fell swoop and became the youngest champion since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, his status suddenly rose and he became the head of Confucianism.

Since then, young students who want to worship him as a teacher with various posts have come one after another, almost flattening the threshold of their homes. However, in the face of so many young talents, Mr. Zhou has never shown his willingness to accept apprentices. As a result, after the post of this cultural meeting was widely sent, everyone could not help but speculate that Mr. Zhou, who had almost never held any cultural meeting, was said to have a very quiet temperament. Why did you come up with the idea of holding a cultural meeting this time? Don't you want to find talented and talented people from the literary club to accept apprentices?

But as long as there is a slight opportunity to apprentice, it is enough to teach many young students to be excited. With the young Jiadi head, Yang Qian and Yang Mingdu, the descendants of Hongnong Yang's lineage, became senior brothers, how fortunate is it? I can't say that they will also become a first-class leader in the future and continue to make a name for themselves?

When the three brothers of the Wang family rode their horses to the Yang family's courtyard, they saw many polite young people walking here with posts. At a cursory glance, hundreds of people were invited to this cultural event, which can be called a grand event. However, despite the large number of people, there was no chaos in front of the courtyard. All the scholars were not in a hurry, and saluted acquaintances and strangers politely and politely, as if they wanted to leave the best impression on Mr. Zhou and Yang Xiangtou.

Wang Ziling snorted softly, and his face completely lost the ecstasy he had when he got the post two days ago. Of course, he knew that today should be a great opportunity to worship Mr. Zhou, but he didn't expect that there would be so many competitors. As long as he thought that he might drown in this group of people, he couldn't hide his nervousness and annoyance: "It turns out that my brother's 'hard-working' post is just so ordinary. ”

Wang Zimu couldn't listen to his sarcasm, and replied stiffly: "If there is no eldest brother, I am afraid that the second brother will not be able to get such a post no matter how 'hard it is'." The eldest brother tried his best to plan for us and gave us a good opportunity to seek apprenticeship, but the second brother not only did not have any gratitude in his heart, but he was even picky. Could it be that this is what the eldest brother owes you? "Since the quarrel between the brothers on the night of the Double Ninth Festival, their relationship has been extremely estranged, and they no longer even talk to each other in private. Of course, in Wang Zixian's view, this is just a child's vindictiveness.

Wang Ziling was furious, and he was about to taunt him again, but Wang Zixian smiled at him: "Since the second brother doesn't want to go in, how about returning the post to me?" I saw that there were still a lot of scholars waiting for the kind people to enter the door with them, so I might as well give them the post, and maybe get a word of gratitude. ”

Wang Ziling's face turned red, and he was naturally reluctant to return the bamboo post to him. The prince then hooked the corners of his lips and said lightly: "Everyone knows that you have to show your best side in front of Mr. Zhou, be polite and courteous, advance and retreat appropriately, and talk elegantly. You don't even know this simple truth, I think you might as well go back. In the future, I will have to mention any more words about apprenticeship, so as not to lose face for our Langya Wang clan. ”

His words were very serious, but they were also true. Wang Zimu nodded yes again and again, Wang Zi Ling looked around at the young scholars who were curiously looking, in order to maintain the image of his own family's children, he had to barely hold back his anger, and walked ahead with a tense face. He held back at this time, which does not mean that he will not take the opportunity to make trouble and try to retaliate in the future. Of course, Wang Zixian knew his temperament, but his heart was just a slap - no matter how much he made trouble, he couldn't get out of the palm of his hand.

The three brothers came to the gate of the courtyard and dismounted, and the Wang family led the horses and followed the servants of the Yang family. They showed the bamboo card post, and calmly walked into the courtyard under the envious and jealous eyes of the young scholars who did not have a post but still worked hard to rush over. One of the scholars even tried to pretend to be their companion and follow them into the door, but they had to retreat under the forced gaze of Wang Ziling.

"It's not easy for them either." Wang Zimu has always been soft-hearted and kind-hearted, and he is quite sympathetic to these scholars who come to admire, and always feels that their appearance of stretching their necks and looking forward to it is strange and pitiful, "If we can bring one or two people in, it will be considered to be a fulfillment for them." ”

"You have fulfilled them? Who will fulfill us? Wang Ziling sneered, "Besides, if everyone can bring their friends, wouldn't it be thousands of people?" Not to mention whether the other courtyard can accommodate thousands of people for a meeting, what is it like to make a lot of noise - if you want to stand out from these thousands of people and worship Mr. Zhou as a teacher, can you and I do it? ”

He was selfish, but practical. Wang Zimu showed disapproval, but he also understood that what he said was not unreasonable. Not to mention that the competition will become more and more fierce, such casual behavior actually brings trouble and trouble to the owner's family. Wang Zixian only smiled, if it was a convenient thing, he would never hesitate, let alone care about any competition - after all, he has always been a handsome "gentleman", open-minded and calm, humble and modest, "small good" for the sake of "small evil" and not for "small evil".

The little guy who greeted the guests was very clever, pretending not to hear their arguments, but to tell them clearly what the Wenhui would be, when Mr. Zhou would come, and so on. After talking about the things related to the Wenhui, he proudly mentioned his own Langjun Yang Qianyang, saying how elegant and humble, how benevolent and tolerant, and how talented he was......

Wang Zimu listened with relish, and Wang Ziling did not hide his admiration, and proclaimed that he had admired Yang Xiangtou for a long time. As for Wang Zixian, he just hooked the corners of his mouth and listened, and his eyes were full of inattentiveness that was deeply hidden. He even sighed in his heart: This Yang-shaped head is really famous, and it is not easy to manage such a good reputation at a young age. But such a person is also better destroyed, as long as there is a trace of stain, the image of the high will collapse.

Tsk, how many saints are there in the world? How many people in the world can suppress their lives in order to manage their reputation? Yang Qian is the proudest descendant of the Hongnong Yang family at this time, and in the future, he will not be the patriarch of this lineage, and he is the person who can carry the entire Hongnong Yang family. However, he is also the weakness of the Hongnong Yang clan - the higher he is praised, the harder he falls when he falls, and no matter how much he saves, he can't save it.

If Hongnong Yang really had any plans, or tried to gain profits in the previous assassination and rebellion case, or would be unfavorable to Li Hui in the future, then he didn't mind planning well from now on. Li Hui almost had an accident due to a momentary negligence, and he must not allow it to happen a second time. Only by taking precautions can we cope with the rapidly changing situation in Chang'an.

Thinking of Li Hui, Wang Zixian didn't realize that his expression had become extremely gentle. At this time, they had already come to the garden where the cultural meeting was held, and many scholars were scattered by the lake, in the pavilions, in the rockery forest, or talking and laughing in a low voice, or talking loudly, or talking around, all kinds of expressions, and so on.

Wang Ziling quickly integrated into it, as if he was very comfortable getting acquainted with many people, worthy of being a person who had been involved in various literary associations; Wang Zimu was quite hesitant, he was still young, and he had never seen such a big scene, so he was a little timid. Wang Zixian did not force him, and after seeing Yan Balang and his party, he took him over. Because of the meeting on the day of Chongyang, Wang Zimu was quite familiar with his brother's friends, so he let go a lot, and he became comfortable when talking and laughing.

Wang Ziling, who knew a lot of people, looked back a little triumphantly, vaguely showing off. But when he saw the two of them so comfortable, he felt quite uncomfortable. Thinking that these people were all people of Guozixue, he hesitated for a moment, but he was still reluctant to give up the opportunity to make friends, so he cheekily came over.

Wang Zixian didn't sweep his face, and introduced with a smile: "This is my second brother, Ziling." Last time, he stayed at home to entertain guests, so he didn't go to our Qushui Liuyu meeting, and he was quite embarrassed afterwards. Now that I finally have the opportunity to get to know you, Ziling, you should be very happy in your heart, right? ”

Wang Ziling always felt that he seemed to have something to say, implying irony, but he also knew that he must not have a seizure at this time, so he had to smile and answer: "Brother really knows me, I have admired your friends for a long time. Although he tried his best to be calm and noble, showing the bearing of a family, there was still something unnatural in the end.

Who is not the son of a high-ranking official of the family? Who didn't grow up in a large family? Who hasn't seen the filthy and selfish at home? Who hasn't been immersed in books for years? In their eyes, the more Wang Ziling said, the more wrong he became, the more unnatural his behavior became, and there were almost loopholes everywhere in the words that showed his talent. It seems that he has indeed mastered a lot of classics, but in fact he is just reading from the book, and has no in-depth insights - but he does not seem to realize his shallowness, and he is very confident.

Yan Balang couldn't help but take a few steps closer and whispered in the prince's ear, "Why are you this elder brother...... Such different temperaments? ”

Wang Zixian smiled slightly, and said meaningfully: "It's just that he is a little young and frivolous." To let him come here is actually to let him see and understand, what is 'there are people outside the people, and there are heavens outside the sky'. ”

After everyone chatted for a while, another servant came over and led them to the vicinity of the Water Pavilion. This water pavilion is not spacious, but it is just a small two-story building. Outside the water pavilion, a layer of broad low platform was paved with bluestone slabs, and hundreds of mattresses were placed on it, arranged neatly. The terrace is surrounded by a canopy of trees, and the autumn sun shines through the leaves, and the stars flutter in the wind, which is quite interesting.

Wang Zi Ling couldn't wait to sit in front of him, and Yan Balang and the others also admired Yang Qian very much, and they also wanted to be closer to the Water Pavilion. Only Wang Zixian sat down in the last row, and specially set aside two empty seats. Wang Ziling smiled coldly, didn't say anything, and went forward. Yan Balang and the others persuaded a few words, but after no result, they also hurriedly went to the front to occupy a position. Only Wang Zimu hesitated for a moment and sat down beside him.

Not long after, Wang Zimu suddenly found that there were two extremely young and handsome young and handsome young Langjun sitting next to his brother. The older one was about the same age as the eldest brother, and the younger one even looked less than ten years old. He glanced at it curiously, and the older Lang Jun smiled at him, very kindly: "A certain Li Sanlang is a friend of your eldest brother." This is a cousin of a certain person, Li Shiyilang. ”

When Li Shiyi Lang heard this, he also looked over, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his smile was Yanyan, which was even more dazzling than the warm autumn sun.

Wang Zimu was slightly stunned, and said: "A certain prince Mu Wang Sanlang has seen two Li Langjun. ”