Li Hui sat next to a group of young Langjun, smiling at the situation of the game surrounded by them. The gentlemen beside him sat or stood, watched the situation in silence, or whispered about the situation, and the atmosphere was both gentle and quiet. A few steps away, near the Octagonal Pavilion, the old gentlemen were noisy from time to time, and the noise was like a market, and there was hardly a time of peace. However, Xu was already used to it, even if the gentlemen quarreled fiercely, the posture and movements of the disciples never changed, as if they were not worried at all.

He couldn't help but smile in his heart: the temperament of the disciple and the gentleman are very different, and the behavior is more interesting. It's like Zixian and Mr. Song - he seems to be a disciple who is obedient to everything, relying on Mr. for everything, but in fact he is the leader in making decisions; Mr. Song always complained about him in his mouth and was dissatisfied with his various arrangements, but in his heart he couldn't be more satisfied with him, and he looked for an opportunity to show off everywhere.

It's a pity that he can't take it lightly, otherwise if he can worship any of the old gentlemen present as a teacher, he will surely have a lot of fun. However, the more I liked these old gentlemen, the less I wanted them to get into any trouble because of themselves. Grandpa's fellowship with them may have brought them into the eyes of those who have a heart. If he apprentices again, he will become more intimate, and he will not be able to implicate them in the future.

Thinking of this, Li Hui divided his mind more and looked at Li Tai, who was laughing. His Royal Highness King Pu, who still felt a little uncomfortable, is now like a fish in water, his whole face is radiant, and he is commenting on the paintings made by the old gentlemen in high spirits. His own paintings are also at his fingertips, and he listens very carefully, sometimes in a contemplative manner. Obviously, concealing his identity has brought him many benefits, and the results are all frank and honest words, which can make him a little uncomfortable.

However, compared with His Royal Highness King Pu, Mr. Song is more and more restrained, with a deliberate fairy style in his gestures. This kind of coquettish attitude has taught the old gentlemen to mock many times, but he is still firmly reserved, never paying attention to their sarcasm, and never forgetting to hold the shelf.

Li Hui couldn't help laughing, got up and came to his side, and said softly, "Sir, you don't have to be like this. Everyone present is close to people, so why not be wanton? My grandfather is just an idle king, even if he knows that Mr. is a scholar, he will never affect Mr.'s reputation. "If my grandfather was there, it would be understandable that Mr. Song was so nervous; His grandfather is really nothing, so he really doesn't understand what Mr. Song is afraid of.

Hearing this, Mr. Song's shoulders seemed to relax a lot, and he also lowered his voice and said, "It's not because of the king. It's just that the old man thought that Zhou Jiyan looked like no one in his eyes that day, but everyone thought that he had the demeanor of a famous man, and praised that only a character like him could teach the first champion. If the old man destroys his image and becomes the first champion in the future, won't everyone say that his master is crazy? ”

"What about the madmen? The world laughs at me for being crazy, and I laugh at the world for not being able to see through it. Li Hui heard his heart of love for fists, and his expression became more and more gentle, "How is Lao Zhuang compared to Kong Meng?" Each has its own strengths, and each has its own shortcomings. Mr. is a madman who laughs and scolds at will, wronged himself to stay in the country, and wronged himself to be a gentleman like a celebrity, perhaps it is the nature of Mr. If Zixian knew, he would also persuade Mr. to look away. ”

Hearing his words, Mr. Song was stunned, thoughtful, and sighed: "You are right. My generation should be free, so why should I be wronged? I was unhappy in the country, and I felt much more comfortable after accepting the apprentices, but I couldn't help but fall into the rules and regulations of the world. ”

The expression on his face changed, and he finally laughed heartily: "The old man has accepted this disciple, and his wish has been fulfilled!" Why bother what others think, as long as the old man and his disciples feel happy, it is enough! Hehe, if it weren't for the shyness of that kid and the shackles he gave him couldn't support the old man, the old man would want to resign and travel! Although he has traveled, he still knows too little about the world. Reading 10,000 books and traveling 10,000 miles should also be of great benefit to him! ”

Li Hui's heart couldn't help but move: "Mr. wants to take Zixian to travel all over the world?" For some reason, he knew that this matter was indeed of great benefit to Wang Zixian, and he could not go to the provincial examination immediately after he returned, but he had an endless sense of reluctance in his heart. It turned out that in the past year, he had already become accustomed to the company of his best friends, and even gradually became a little inseparable from him?

That's not a good thing. After all, there are happy gatherings in the world, and there are temporary or long-term separations. only enjoys staying together, but is unwilling to accept parting, he is really a willful young man. He has been pretending to be a young man who has been behaving freely for a long time, but in fact, he is an adult man who has already reached the crown, how can he be so immature?

"I've been planning to do this for a long time." Mr. Song replied, "However, I have to ask Zixian again." If he agrees, he will be able to leave in the future. If he-" He couldn't help but glance at the King of Xin'an beside him: "I am reluctant to leave the prosperous scenery of Chang'an for the time being, so it will be delayed for a while." Before he goes to the provincial exam, he should always go out and have a look. Whether the time is long or short, it depends on how he plans. ”

Li Hui was a little absent-minded, and didn't notice his gaze, just bowed slightly: "Mr. is very thoughtful." It's a pity that I can't go with you, and I also yearn for the scenery in the territory of the Tang Dynasty...... "Since he is destined to stay in the Junzhou fiefdom, let Zixian go further for him and live more comfortably......

Through this meeting, His Royal Highness King Pu successfully won the affirmation and praise of the old gentlemen, and on the way home, he repeatedly praised these hermits for being true temperament. Li Hui was also happy for him, and said with a smile: "Then Grandpa will have no shortage of places to go in the future, and he doesn't have to be stuck at home all the time." Fang Cai'er had already made acquaintance with the disciples of the old gentleman and exchanged names with them. If they have any literary meetings, they will definitely not forget to send posts to grandpa and children. ”

His Royal Highness King Pu was overjoyed, and then shocked: "What?! Exchanged names?! You sued them for their identity?! "He has always concealed that he is the king of Pu and calls himself "Li San"! If the straightforward old gentlemen had learned that he had deceived them, they would never have dealt with him again!

"Grandpa, rest assured, those disciples are all people with a peaceful temperament, and after listening to me tell Grandpa's suffering, they didn't care about anything. What's more, Mr. Song has already recognized Grandpa, and he will definitely speak for Grandpa. ”

"If I lose this group of rare literary friends in the future, you are the only one who asks!! You...... You...... You're going to me off! ”

"Grandpa is angry. If you keep deceiving those old gentlemen, the deeper your friendship will be in the future, the more you will have a grudge in their hearts. Intentional deception is completely different from unintentional lies after all. It's better to tell the truth earlier, they have a frank temperament, so they won't always take it to heart. ”

His Royal Highness King Pu suddenly turned his worries into joy, and after thinking for a while, he boldly hugged his young son into his arms: "It's hard for you to think so thoughtfully, and you really deserve to be the San Lang of my family." By the way, those gentlemen just gave me a few paintings, why don't you pick two? I also picked two for your brother, sister-in-law and niece, so that they can all be touched by the aura of the hermits. With that, he looked up and laughed, and his flesh trembled.

Seeing that his grandfather had finally regained his former appearance, Li Hui, who was forced to bury himself in his arms, was finally relieved.

At this time, inside the vine garden, Mr. Song was sending his friends out of the door. Listening to them praise Li San's calligraphy and painting are extremely good, Li Sanlangjun also inherited his grandfather's calligraphy and painting skills, and there is both leisure and muscles in the pen. So, he suddenly decided that it was time for them to know the identity of the father and son, and he couldn't be frightened, right?

"Hehe, His Royal Highness King Pu's calligraphy and painting have already been famous all over the world twenty years ago. Now it seems that it is indeed worthy of the name, and it is worth thinking about it carefully. As for his youngest son, King Xin'anjun, he really deserves to be raised by him. Calligraphy and painting are also on par with my apprentices, and each has its own strengths. ”

The old gentlemen who were talking enthusiastically were all stunned, and looked at him with different expressions—

The one said in disbelief: "...... You, just said that Li San...... Is it King Pu? ”

The one said in a daze: "King Pu? What is King Pu? The prince of the clan? Hey, I didn't expect Li San to be a nobleman, he really didn't look like it at all. The old man picked out a lot of shortcomings in his calligraphy and painting, and after he heard it, he savored it for a long time, and solemnly thanked the old man! ”

Someone else was puzzled: "Why did he deliberately hide his identity?" Could it be that he is worried that we will not befriend him? Carefully speaking, most of us are from side branches of families or poor families, and there are indeed no people from wealthy official families, let alone royal clans. His concerns seem to have some justification. ”

Another person sighed: "From the look and demeanor of his discussion of poetry and calligraphy with us, it is obvious that he is also a person of true temperament." How can such a person find himself in those high-ranking official families? Thinking about it like this, he used to be really pitiful, and he couldn't find like-minded people! Now only with us can we be at ease! ”

Mr. Song squinted his eyes, and suddenly felt that he had indeed cared too much about the minutiae before. Sure enough, a group of old friends like him can be regarded as having a good time. Of course, he would never admit that he had been troubled by these things, so he pretended that nothing had happened: "In this case, if we have any literary and poetry meetings in the future, we will send him a post and ask him to come." ”

"Hehe, yes, there's no need to pretend to be a guest of King Pu's Mansion!"

"By the way, which clan king is King Pu? Over the years, I have vaguely heard of King Yue...... The other princes were not familiar with it. ”

Mr. Song, who couldn't listen to it, took the initiative to answer their questions: "King Pu is the second son of the current saint and Empress Wende. Many years ago, he went to live in the fiefdom, and returned to Chang'an at the beginning of this year to serve Empress Wende. The young man next to him is his youngest son, King of Xin'anjun. In the last apprenticeship ceremony, not only their father and son came, but also Princess Pu, Prince Pu and his wife, and the county lord of Changning also came, do you remember? The old man they surrounded was the saint of the day. ”

"......" When the old gentlemen heard the last sentence, they were finally collectively stunned and did not come back to their senses for a long time.

When Mr. Song finally sent his old friends out of the vine garden in a daze, Wang Zixian was sitting in the warm study like spring, playing against the prince. Not long after, there was a commotion from the direction of the main courtyard, and he insisted on Bai Zi pressed on the corner of the chessboard, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked - went to see the state capital Gongcao was frustrated? Grandpa, mother, a qiē has just begun, in fact, there is no need to be so anxious.