When he got closer, he could see clearly, the gorgeously dressed young men and women, a large number of palace people were surrounded in front and back, and Zhao Duofu's sister, Emperor Maode, Zhao Fujin, was also impressively listed.

The two young men in the lead were quite handsome, and the one in front was plump and handsome, with fair skin and slightly thin lips. The one in the back is straight, with bright and deep eyes, but he is a little younger.

Both of them are brocade round necks, with jade belts hanging from their waists, wearing hanging underskirts and dark boots.

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Zhao Duofu could only stand up, stepped forward to give a salute, and said softly: "I've seen the third brother, the ninth brother." I've seen my sister. ”

When Emperor Mao De Zhao Fujin saw Wang Song, her face immediately became ugly, and she nodded slightly, which was considered a return salute.

When the older handsome man saw Wang Song, he was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "Yuanyuan, I didn't expect you to be here!" The one next to you must be the famous Wang Xianggong. ”

Although the words were polite, the cold light and hatred in the eyes could not be concealed.

"Wang Xianggong, this is my third brother, Zhao Kai, the king of Yun. This is my ninth brother, King Kang Zhao Gou. Two brothers, this is the new prince of Tongzhiyuan Wang Song. ”

Wang Song suddenly realized that this was Zhao Kai, the king of Yun, who was a hunting boy who was seen from a distance by the Hongqiao outside Tokyo.

As soon as Zhao Duofu's words fell, King Kang Zhao Gou had already greeted him, and said solemnly: "Wang Xianggong is famous all over the world, turning the tide of the tide, solving the danger of Tokyo City, and admiring it below!"

King Yun Zhao Kai snorted coldly and arched his hand, which was regarded as a courtesy.

Wang Song ignored Zhao Kai at all, and stared at Zhao Gou, King Kang in front of him, as if he was stupid.

"Erudite and strong memory, read more than 1,000 words a day, and pull the bow to kill five birds with one stone."

"I like to ride and shoot, store rice in two sacs, raise my arms, walk hundreds of steps, and everyone is shocked."

"King Kang's eyes are like torches, lustful like a father, and there are many dead servants and maidservants."

"Zhao Gouzhi is afraid of the Jurchens, he is not ashamed, he is not ashamed, he is not ashamed, he can't be said to have the spirit of a living person."

"Fearing women is like a tiger, groveling, shielding corruption, and reusing traitors. Kill Yue Fei to flatter the golden people. Nabi is subordinate to the enemy, Yanyun cannot be restored, the two palaces cannot be returned, and the father and brother cannot be saved!"

"The Gaozong Dynasty has a restored general but no restored king, and the Xiaozong Dynasty has a restored monarch but no restored general."

Wang Song stared at Zhao Gou in front of him tightly. What was the reason why he had to destroy the Great Wall and kill Yue Fei and Zhang Xian?

When he went to the barracks, he worked hard, but after he ascended the throne, he blindly sought peace, feared money like a tiger, and his life went up and down too quickly, why?

To put it bluntly, among the women who grew up in the palace, with brocade clothes and jade food, dogs and horses, flowers in the greenhouse, with a moment of blood and energy, to really see the rolling iron horses of the golden people, the blood and courage have long disappeared, leaving only fear deep to the bone marrow.

"Wang Xianggong, Wang Xianggong, how are you?"

Tassel shouted loudly, only to wake Wang Song up from meditation.

Wang Song retracted his thoughts, bowed deeply, and bowed: "Xiaguan Wang Song, I have seen the two Royal Highnesses and Emperor Maode."

Zhao Kai took the paper in the tassel's hand, looked at it, and said lightly: "This should be Wang Xianggong's ink treasure." The singing is very interesting!"

Zhao Gou said with a smile: "The third brother is quick in literature and thinking, and he has the talent of the champion, so he has nothing to do today, so he might as well have a discussion with Wang Xianggong, and he can comprehend and comprehend the literary style of the heroes who make the Jin people fearful."

Zhao Duofu hated Zhao Kai and the others for breaking their own two-person world, and also wanted to see the scene of Wang Song's poems immediately, and said softly: "Wang Xianggong, if you take spring to summer and cherish spring as the theme, you two will make a poem each, do you think it's okay?"

Wang Song shook his head and said: "King Yun is eight years old, how dare the lower officials show ugliness in front of His Royal Highness, forget it."

and Zhao Kaidou's poems will not have any meaning, let alone any benefit to the current situation, but will only make the estrangement and filth between the two deeper and deeper.

Zhao Duofu, Tassel and others next to him all showed disappointment. Wang Song hurriedly stepped forward to apologize.

Emperor Maode's concubine Zhao Fujin saw Wang Song repeatedly shirking, and doubts suddenly rose in his heart. Could it be that there is someone behind this Wang Song who pointed out, and under the investigation, the original form was revealed?

"Wang Song, talking about poetry and lyrics is just for fun, why should you take it too seriously!"

Zhao Fujin said: "Do you want me to wait here until you make a word and then leave?"

She wanted to make Wang Song make a fool of herself in public, but she obviously forgot that Wang Song had given two good words in front of her, and she gave the words on the spot.

Stupid people, always forget the lesson too quickly.

Zhao Gou smiled even more, nodded and said, "What the third sister said is true!" The choice of words and sentences is to communicate and learn from each other and make the mood happy. Wang Xianggong wrote poems in seven steps in court, won't it be a waste of fame, right?"

Tassel looked at Wang Song, his eyes full of pleading. Under the adoring gaze of children, Wang Song couldn't help but feel competitive.

"In this way, it will be ugly below. King Yun please. ”

Zhao Kai is a little weak-hearted, Wang Song became a poem in seven steps, and he knew that he knew it, and "when he was drunk, he picked up the lamp to look at the sword, and dreamed of blowing the horn and the camp", as well as "I have no intention of fighting for spring, and I am jealous of the group", he thinks that he can't do it no matter what.

Zhao Kai glanced at Wang Song, and saw that Wang Song's face was calm, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be in his chest. I couldn't help but think of my old vendetta, and I was angry for a while, and I had a seizure.

"Wang Song, this king will compare with you!"

The palace people hurriedly prepared the pen and ink, Zhao Kai pretended to turn around a few times, came to the table, and wrote down.

"The rain has not flown after the residual red wetness, and the sparse fence area is slanting. Wandering bees brew honey and steal spring.

The golden house is uninhabited, and the clothes are all gone. A spring must have a time to remember people. ”

"Okay, good song «Huanxi Sha»! "

Zhao Gou said loudly: "The third brother is really the champion and the first, the writing is agile, and it is really a masterpiece!"

The other palace people and officials also applauded in unison.

Zhao Kai is triumphant, he can make Wang Song, who is bitter and hateful and in the limelight, deflated, this thrill of victory is really refreshing.

He made the lyrics the other day. Anyway, no one was there, so it was considered the loot of today's scene.

Wang Song was also secretly surprised. Unexpectedly, this Zhao Kai really has some talent, and he is worthy of being Zhao Ji's son, the champion of the scientific examination.

Zhao Duofu regretted a little in his heart, and he shouldn't have instigated Wang Song and Zhao Kai to fight poetry. Now it is difficult to ride a tiger, and Yu Wang Song's reputation is not good.

"Wang Song, don't you still have a lot of military affairs in your army, why don't you disperse quickly, lest Your Majesty look for you!"

Zhao Duofu said softly and gestured to the tassel next to him. Although the tassel felt regretful, he still hurriedly stepped forward and said to Wang Song: "Wang Xianggong, the military affairs are busy, and the slave and maid will send you out."

"You, hide to the side!"

There was a palace man next to him who scolded in a low voice: "The affairs of the masters, what are you mixing here!"

For a long time, in the palace where the undercurrents are surging and intriguing, these palace people are all human spirits, and they are perfect in their kung fu of observing words and colors. This is a good opportunity to flatter the master, how can you easily miss it.

"Tassel, prepare pen and ink for me."

Wang Song said in a deep voice, his eyes coldly looked at the powerful and menacing eunuchs on the side.

Everyone was shocked. Unexpectedly, Wang Song had already thought about the article in a moment, and I don't know what kind of masterpiece it is.

Zhao Duofu's brows immediately stretched, I don't know what kind of destruction this sweetheart will be, destroying chrysanthemums with hot hands, I really pity my third brother.

"Third brother, ninth brother, Wang Song is a poem in seven steps, and there is no mistake, you just wait and cry."

Zhao Duofu said in a low voice, and Zhao Gou and Zhao Kai's brows were really locked.

The tassel happily moved forward, prepared the brush, and began to study the ink.

Wang Song nodded lightly at her, thought for a moment, stepped forward to pick up the pen, and slowly wrote.

"Ding Wei in the second year of Jingkang, his friend Zhao Duofu and tassels are placed in the small mountain pavilion of Chagenyue, which is a blessing."

Wang Song shook his spirits and started to write.

"It's more able to dissipate, a few storms. Hurried spring and returned. Cherish the spring and hate the flowers to bloom early, not to mention the countless reds. Spring and live. Seeing and saying, the end of the world is lost. Complaining about the spring is silent. It is only attentive, painting the eaves and cobwebs, and flying flotsam as much as possible.

The long door matter, the quasi-good date is wrong. Moth Mei was once jealous. The daughter buys the same thing, and who will complain about this situation. Jun Mo Dance. You don't see, Yuhuan Feiyan is dust. Idleness is the most bitter. Hugh went to lean on the dangerous building, the sun was slanting, and the smoke willow was broken. ”

This song of "Touching the Fish", the spring is beautiful, the beauty is twilight, the affection has nowhere to confide, and the grievances are extreme.

Sure enough, Zhao Kai and the others stepped forward to see it, they were all speechless, and they were silent for a long time, and even Zhao Jinfu was related because of his emotions.

Zhao Duofu was dizzy, and the love in his heart was even stronger. Only a strange man like him can write such an eternal quatrain of "liver and intestines are like fire, and color is like flowers".

"Cherish spring and hate flowers blooming early, not to mention countless ...... that have fallen red", Zhao Jinfu read softly in his mouth, and a string of tears fell unconsciously.

Zhao Kai and Zhao Gou lost their souls and left softly with a sigh. It seems that in the depths of everyone's heart, there is still the most primitive feeling.

Wang Song and the others also left quietly, but in another direction.

After a while, when Zhao Jinfu raised his head with tears in his eyes, he found that the people in the pavilion had left, leaving only himself and the people beside him.

"Wang Xianggong, you must give me the poem just now, it says that the three of us are friends, and there must be friends!"

On the winding path of the willows, the tassel pleaded behind Wang Song. Zhao Duofu was smiling and silent.

"Didn't I already write it just now, why don't you just go back and get it?"

Wang Song smiled, and his heart was also full of melancholy.

Tassel shook his head and said softly: "Wang Xianggong, your words have made Emperor Maode cry, how could she stay?" You're going to have to rewrite it for me!"

Wang Song was entangled, so he could only nod and say, "You come back to the Privy Council, I wrote it to you!"

Wang Song left, and Zhao Duofu was still obsessively visiting in front of the palace gate willows in the sunset.

"Sorrow is the most bitter, the sun is setting, and the smoke willow is broken! Emperor, why should we go back!"

When the tassel came back, he saw Zhao Duofu's demented appearance, and said angrily: "Don't look at it, my mouth is swollen, and I don't know if I will give birth to a child next month?"

Zhao Duofu's face immediately turned red and pounced on the maid.

"You little, see if I don't tear your mouth apart!"