Early the next morning, the prince offered a morning meal with the prince. In response to the festival, Ah Liu tried his best to make a lot of chrysanthemum cakes, chrysanthemum soup, steamed chrysanthemum dumplings and other food, which won the praise of the two brothers. While eating, Wang Zimu looked at the chrysanthemum dumplings that were either emerald green, golden or red, and suddenly asked: "There is not even a pot of chrysanthemums in our courtyard, where do these chrysanthemum petals of various colors come from?" ”

Wang Zixian glanced at Ah Liu lightly, and Ah Liu smiled unhurriedly: "The housekeeper lady next door heard that the pastries made by the slave were good, so she exchanged the cut chrysanthemums for a few pastry recipes for the season. San Lang and take a closer look, these chrysanthemums are not very valuable. Otherwise, the slave would not dare to use it to make pastries, so it would be better to simply wear the hairpins for the Lang Jun. ”

Wang Zimu nodded suddenly, and said to the prince: "Big brother, speaking of which, we have lived here for so long, and we have never visited our neighbors. Is it appropriate to visit them one by one and give them as a Boxing gift? "He is still young, and he doesn't know much about this kind of secular human feelings, but after coming to Chang'an, Fang is a little more sensible.

"I had already visited when I moved here. The left neighbor is another courtyard, and the main house is not always there; The right neighbor is Hu Shang, and it is not good to come and go from time to time. The prince said, "Just give a small gift at the ordinary New Year's time, and don't take it too seriously." ”

He had already asked Qingsuo to carefully prepare the Double Ninth Festival, and the scholars, friends and "neighbors" of Guozixue had never missed it. It's just that Pu Wangfu got some pastries specially purchased from restaurants in the West Market. The courtesy is light and affectionate, and everyone's return gift is also a commensurate value, which is quite a bit of a gentleman's fellowship. Only Pu Wangfu sent two return gifts, the second time should be sent by Li Hui alone, and it was also some chrysanthemum wine, dogwood chrysanthemum cake and other food and drink.

After eating the morning meal, the two brothers ordered their troops to prepare their horses and planned to go out. Wang Zimu was very excited when he learned last night that his eldest brother was the host and invited his classmates from Guozixue to Nanshan to hold a Qushui Liuyu meeting. Finally, it was his turn to hold this kind of party, and he was able to follow his eldest brother out with a good name. It's just that Wang Ziling hasn't returned home for two or three days, and he didn't catch up with such an opportunity, and I have to say that fate has not arrived.

As soon as the brothers rode out of the street, they were confronted by Wang Ziling, who was surrounded by a group of people. Wang Zixian glanced at it lightly, and found that Wang Ziling seemed to be quite drunk, and the dozen or so people around him were either extremely courteous or admiring, as if they were following him and deliberately pleasing him. As for the beautiful women, they are even more delicate or honored, as if they want to teach everyone around them that this young man who is in the limelight is their master.

"Big brother, third brother, where are you going?" Drunken eyes, Prince Ling asked with a smile. I think it's because there are others around, his words and deeds are quite chic, and there is no rudeness.

"I have an appointment with my classmates and go to Nanshan to go to the meeting of Qushui Liuzhen." The prince said, "These are the friends you have made in the literary meeting recently?" "The diligent person may know the identity of his family and want to obtain any benefits, and it is difficult to hide his flattery, but unfortunately he does not know that the Wang family has long been defeated, and it is impossible to seek anything for them; The admirer may be a scholar with ordinary qualifications, attracted by his extravagant and flashy words, but unfortunately he does not know that he is defeated and has a low heart.

Sure enough, Wang Ziling refused to study with peace of mind, and was often annoyed that he had not recommended any literary clubs, so he looked around by himself, and the people he finally befriended were just that. However, he, like their grandfather, enjoys such false praise the most. The slightest compliment fluttered in my heart, and at the same time, I became more and more arrogant, and I became more and more unable to recognize my own qualifications and abilities.

"No, these brothers are all rare young talents. I went to the conference with them, and I learned a lot! "Wang Ziling is not completely unaware, these people around him and Wang Zixian's classmates are indeed incompatible. But he has developed an arrogant temperament since he was a child, and how can he be willing to admit inferiority, so he has to praise everyone together. And when the people around him heard his praise, they were naturally full of joy, and they humbly said "exaggerated", but in fact, it was quite useful.

Wang Zimu tightened his eyebrows - he naturally felt that these people were unworthy of intercourse, but he had a good temperament, and it was impossible for him to lose Wang Ziling's face in front of others, so he had to be silent. The excitement that came from the grand event of the winding water flow also involuntarily disappeared a lot.

Wang Zixian only smiled slightly: "In this case, you can treat them well." So saying, he rode his horse and left. Wang Zimu did not hesitate and followed closely behind him. Instead of wasting time with this group of people, it is better to meet the real heroes in Guozixue earlier!

In an instant, Wang Ziling completely woke up from his drunkenness, and his face turned blue and white for a while. Only then did he suddenly remember that the yard he rented was so simple, how could he be hospitable? It's not easy to shape himself as the son of the dignified Langya Wang, who regards money as dung, the family background is incomparably rich, and his reputation has just spread, how can he teach this broken courtyard to be demolished right now?!

So, he had to immediately find an excuse to send all the people around him away. After thinking about it for a long time, he suddenly remembered again - the prince was talking about the meeting of his classmates! Those are all outstanding talents in the country's school, and the father and ancestor of the family are at least high-ranking officials in Sanpinfu Purple! How could he have missed such an opportunity?!

However, by the time he told his subordinates to go to the prince and the two, they were already far away. He was still unwilling, and called Ah Liu, who was left alone in the courtyard, to ask, but she didn't know anything, and only said that the two Langjun said that they were going to visit Nanshan.

For the sake of some mediocre talents, he missed the opportunity to make friends with the talented Meiyu, which made Wang Ziling almost vomit his blood. Of course, he became more and more resentful of the prince, and he was also a little dissatisfied and jealous of the prince. If it weren't for the fact that this Ah Di didn't mean to prompt him, how could he have missed such an opportunity?!

Not to mention how Wang Ziling was envious, jealous and hateful at home, after Wang Zixian met with his friends, he introduced them to his younger brother Wang Zimu. The prince's harmony is rare, and he can be said to be the only pure heart of the Wang family. Although he was born to Xiao Yang, the prince never became angry with him, but took care of him a lot. Of course, this move inevitably has the meaning of division and discord, and it is suspected of being co-opted, but after all, I want to cultivate this son as a future helper.

Sure enough, after getting acquainted with Guozixue, a group of real talents, Wang Zimu completely forgot his previous worries and displeasures. Climbed high and looked far away to plant dogwood, and then archery competition, everyone's interest became more and more high, so they found a suitable canal to hold a meeting of the winding water. Whoever stops in front of him must be given poetry, or the least of all, writing and painting. Because they are all friends, they are not for the sake of competition, but they are more stubborn.

Wang Zimu was immersed in it, fascinated, not only wrote down the poems they chanted casually, but even felt that even the evaluation of everyone was enough to reminisce from time to time. Because of seeing so many handsome men, he clearly realized the extraordinaryness of his eldest brother - whether he wrote poems or endowments, the meaning was higher than others, that is, he simply wrote and painted, which also attracted praise from everyone. As a result, he also became more and more respectful of his eldest brother in his heart.

Just when the Wang brothers went to Nanshan to enjoy it, Li Hui was also called by his grandfather to come to the Liangyi Hall of Taiji Palace to watch the ministers try archery. I don't know when the custom of Chongyang shooting started, but the palace has always attached great importance to it. Early in the morning, Qianniuwei set up a large shooting field in front of the Liangyi Palace. And a group of high-ranking officials in purple clothes had already changed into the hakama often worn by military attachés at home, holding their own love bows, and came to the venue one after another.

The saint, also dressed in hakama, smiled and held his bow and arrow, and shot the first arrow. As Qianniuwei shouted "Zhong", the ministers also issued one after another congratulations and praises. The saint stroked his long beard quite comfortably, and returned to the high platform behind him to watch the battle. Today's great shooter is a minister, and he only needs to send an arrow.

On the high platform, all the royal clans were also present, and Li Hui and the county lord of Changning accompanied the saint, which was also quite eye-catching. Just when Li Hui suddenly felt as if someone was looking at him, and couldn't help but want to find that person, there were already ten important ministers standing with arrows in the big shooting field. I saw them raise their bows in unison, in different postures, and then let go of their bowstrings and shoot arrows. Ten arrows in a row until the shot is finished, and then shoot again.

For a time, the arrows were fired. Some of them were crooked, some of them didn't know where to go, and some of them even happened to shoot down other arrows, and both of them were defeated.

"......" Li Hui, who originally thought that this group of important ministers should be both civil and military, was stunned - if he had not been mistaken, there was one of them who missed ten shots? I'm afraid that this must be done without any archery skills and no talent for hunting! However, in the territory of the Tang Dynasty, how rare is it that someone has never practiced archery? I'm afraid it's even more rare than a person who shoots ten shots!!

Qianniuwei reported the results of the ministers loudly, and sure enough, there were one or two who missed ten shots and one or two out of ten. When the sage heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "The two Aiqing are really like this again!" Year after year, year after year, no progress has been made! Anyway, I will reward each of you with ten gold, and the right to comfort you, so that you will not be sick in the future! ”

The two important ministers came over to thank them without changing their faces and hearts, and there was a joyful laughter among the ministers. I don't know who laughed and made a few jokes, which caused everyone to laugh more than once. An hour or two later, the ministers' shooting was almost over, and the clans were a little eager to try. So, after the sage rewarded several important ministers in nine out of ten, he said: "I don't have to restrain you, just go down!" Whoever shoots the best, I'll reward you five times the amount you just won!! ”

With his promise, King Jing, King Lu, and King Peng Xu were the horses obtained by the courtiers who won the game, and they couldn't help but get out, and Li Kun and Li Heng also went to join in the fun. Not to mention the younger generations, they went down with enthusiasm. Li Hui took the county lord of Changning and helped the saint into the shooting range. The two of them took turns shooting ten arrows first, Li Hui shot eight out of ten, and the county lord of Changning shot four out of ten.

"Good! It is not in vain that I have taught you these days. "The saint said," However, there is something wrong with Fang Caiyueniang's posture. Come on, grandfather shoot you! Then he took up his bow again, and shot two or three arrows in high spirits, both of which were hit. Li Hui and the county lord of Changning did not hesitate to cheer for their grandfather.

The saint continued to shoot again, and when he reached the back, he was already a little weak, and finally he hit seven out of ten. He sighed, stuffed the bow and arrow into his grandson's arms, and patted him on the shoulder: "It's really old...... said, it is inevitable that there will be a bit of desolation.

Li Hui sighed in his heart and said seriously: "Grandfather should be old and strong, and he is also on the top in ten shots. ”

The county lord of Changning also echoed: "My son is only four out of ten shots, and my grandfather is not much more powerful than my son!" ”

The saint looked at them with a smile: "You don't need to be relieved anymore, how can I admit that I am old and defeated?" Sooner or later, you must win over Ah Hui! Well, well, you two shoot well, and you don't have to compare yourself to the others. Tell me, what do you want as a reward? Grandfather is all up to you! ”

Li Hui and the county lord of Changning said no more, and asked for a horizontal knife and a barrier knife respectively. The sage gave them his usual horizontal knife and obstacle knife: "Ah Hui wants another Mo knife, and he can go on the field to kill the enemy." Yue Niang, this obstacle knife is really sharp, don't hurt yourself. ”

"Save it." The county lord of Changning couldn't put it down, and replied with a smile.

Not long after, the competition of the clan was over, and in the end, Li Wei won with ten shots. The sage rewarded him with five horses in one fell swoop, and Li Jing and Li Hui couldn't help but be extremely envious, watching him excitedly pick up horses. When the saint saw this, his heart softened, and he asked all the juniors to go to the stable to pick a horse. So, a group of young people and little ladies immediately smiled.

After the big shot, a banquet was held in the palace, which lasted until the end of the sunset. Whether it is a saint, a clan, or a minister, everyone is happy to see it.