Xue Qimeng and Song Zheng both rode high-headed horses all the way to Fengjie City to summon the latest chapter of the treasure book. The horses are very tall, and at first glance they are not produced in Shu. Considering the relationship between Shu and Western Xia, the origin of these good horses is self-evident. However, such a divine horse should belong to the vast grassland. nesting in this mountainous Fengjie is a bit "born at the wrong time".

Su Chan and Xiao Yun were sitting in a carriage, but the curtains of the carriage were hanging, and they didn't seem to have any interest in this mountain city. Even Song Zheng deliberately greeted her almost shouldn't, which made Song Zheng quite strange.

"Fengjie, named after Zhuge Wuhou. The first lord Liu Bei died, and Wu Hou was edicted here. The Tang people can't take it because they trust their lives to be lonely and can't be taken away from the big festival, so they are named after the festival. The east of this place is Qutang Gorge, the scenery is beautiful, presumably Brother Song has seen it. ”

Xue Qimeng was convinced, and his attitude was humble. The crazy Tanhualang just now disappeared, but became a polite Shu diplomat, carefully introducing Song Zheng's natural scenery to Fengjie.

"Yes, even if there are thousands of exquisite pens, it is difficult to write about the mountains on both sides of Qutang. In particular, the clouds are steaming and the apes are crying, which is particularly tempting. When the younger brother passed by, he always thought, didn't God land a fairyland in the world? ”

Xue Qimeng laughed, "Brother Song's words are interesting, but this scenery is true. ”

Song Zheng was also very talkative, and the two quickly called each other brothers.

While chatting, everyone entered Fengjie City. After a long walk of tea, a tall mansion appeared in front of him. The mansion is built on the mountain, covering an area of forty or fifty acres, and the houses in the courtyard are scattered, which can be seen outside the mansion. In particular, one of the stone towers, built on the slope of the mountain, is seven stories high, and the octagonal cornices are obliquely pierced in the air, which is very imposing.

As soon as he turned over and dismounted, a middle-aged scribe in a green official uniform greeted him, and said from a distance, "Master Xue, is this an envoy of the Great Qi?" ”

Xue Qimeng hurriedly said, "Exactly, this is Lord Song Zheng, the envoy of the Great Qi." ”

"I have been looking up for a long time, and I am respecting Lou Jing in the next county, and the order of His Royal Highness Zun II is here to greet you! Lord Song, Lord Xue, please come inside. ”

Shu Guo has long known the composition of Song Zheng and his party. Someone else had already come over and took the escorting Daqi sergeant elsewhere. And Su Chan was also taken to a separate courtyard not far away to rest. Zhang Chong and Zu Jie followed Song Zheng into the mansion.

The buildings in the house, except for a main hall on the slope of the Yingmen, are all cleverly arranged according to the mountain, and many flowers and trees are planted. Although it is autumn, it is still lush.

Lou Zhixian introduced Song Zheng into a house next to him and arranged for someone to bring fragrant tea. "The Second Highness is performing martial arts, please sit down and wait for Lord Song, and please ask Your Highness to go down."

After a quarter of an hour or so, Song Zheng heard many footsteps outside, and there was a faint sound of armor rubbing. Zu Jie and Zhang Chong couldn't help but lean towards Song Zheng. Song Zheng waved his hand, "It's okay, I think His Royal Highness just came back from the martial arts field." Summons soon. ”

Sure enough, a moment later, Lou Jing passed the word, and the second prince received the Qi envoy in the main hall.

After tidying up his official uniform, Song Zheng, accompanied by Xue Qimeng, went out of the door and came to the bottom of the steps at the entrance of the main hall. I saw eight tall sergeants standing on the steps above the door, holding long-handled knives and guns, the tips of the spears and blades, the snow was shining brightly, and a killing aura rushed to the face.

Seeing this frame, Zu Jie and Zhang Chong hurriedly stepped forward and clinged to Song Zheng from left and right. Xue Qimeng's body shook, and he couldn't help but look at Lou Jing with his eyes, but Lou Jing took a few steps, walked to the door, and said loudly, "The envoy of the Qi State has arrived!" ”

"Biography!" A loud voice came out, very majestic.

Song Zheng patted Zu Jie and Zhang Chong, "You guys stay here." With that, he stepped up the steps and walked towards the entrance of the temple. The speed is not slow, but calm and measured. Xue Qimeng was a little nervous, his fists in his cuffs were clenched, and he walked in sync with Song Zheng.

Passing by the eight tall sergeants, Song Zheng did not squint, and looked directly at the man in the middle of the hall. The man was twenty** years old, but he had a black beard half a foot long. On a scarlet court robe, there was a four-clawed golden dragon embroidered, and the dragon head opened its mouth and went straight at Song Zheng. At this moment, the man was lowering his eyebrows and drooping his eyes, sipping tea, and he didn't mean to look this way at all.

On either side of the man, there were eight Shu generals in full armor sitting there, their hands on their thighs, looking at each other, and no one looked in the direction of Song Zheng.

Song Zheng shook his head secretly, how could Lang Boyan have the same virtue as when he first met Xue Qimeng? Pose to scare people? How many big people have I seen, how can I be afraid of these?

With a light cough, Song Zheng stepped over the threshold and said in a loud voice, "Qi envoy Song Zheng, see the Xianxia journey of His Royal Highness the Second Prince of Shu to read it all!" As he spoke, he took a few steps forward and bowed without humility or arrogance.

Lang Boyan took a sip of tea and put the cup aside, then raised his head and waved his hand casually, "Envoy Qi doesn't have to be polite, look at the seat." Master Xue, you also sit. ”

Someone next to him soon added a chair to the left and right. Song Zheng thanked him and sat down on the chair on the right.

"I haven't communicated with the State of Qi for a long time, I don't know why Lord Song came?" Lang Boyan still looked careless, and after glancing at Song Zheng quickly, he picked up the tea again, as if drinking water was a very important thing for him.

"Song Mou came to intend that Master Fan, the soldier and horse envoy on the right side of our Shu Pass, had already mentioned in the letter that it was for the sake of Qi and Shu to negotiate an alliance and trade with each other."

"The Covenant? Have trade relations? Lang Boyan laughed and said, "Since the beginning of Taizu, Daqi has used troops in Shu several times, and the two sides have not communicated for many years, why do you want to make an alliance with my Dashu now?" ”

"It's very simple, the soldiers are together, the people and the money are lost, and it is not good for both countries. If the two countries form an alliance, strike each other's troops, and discuss each other's communication and communication, it will be a good thing for the country and the people. ”

"Oh! So it was! Lang Boyan looked at Song Zheng playfully, his eyes were full of banter.

Song Zheng was unmoved, still sitting on the chair with a sinking face.

"I heard that Great Qi is attacking the Great Xia Kingdom, a long-generation ally of my Shu Kingdom, but sent an envoy to Shu Kingdom to get through, why don't I feel right?"

Song Zheng Zhengse said, "The party people occupy the land of our Han people, and they have repeatedly sent troops to provoke and attack my Daqi, and my Daqi has used troops against Western Xia, which is justified." And this year, there was a great drought in Guanzhong, and there was starvation everywhere in Guanzhong, so Daqi had to do it in order to save the Han people in Guanzhong. ”

"No ......," Lang Boyan almost scolded. Song Zheng made a pun on the contradictions, talking about the contradictions between the Han people and the party members, and he was also satirizing Lang Boyan, you Shu are also Han people, but you let the party people ravage Guanzhong, you are really Han scum.

"Why did I hear that the Jin Kingdom was also attacking Western Xia? Isn't it ridiculous that Qi and the Jurchens are jointly tackling the problem? Xue Qimeng recovered from the fright just now and hurriedly retorted.

"How is it possible to tackle the problem together? We are friendly with the Jin State, and we have also increased the exchange of border cities, but how can we conspire with troops in Guanzhong? Guanzhong is hungry, for the Jin people, it is to take advantage of the fire to rob, and we are saving the people from fire and water, how can it be the same? ”

"Lord Song is really clever!" Lang Boyan chuckled, "No matter what, this king still admires this eloquence." ”

"Your Royal Highness has won the prize. Where is there any eloquence, but there is righteousness in his heart, and what he says naturally makes some sense. As the saying goes, 'I know what I say, and I am good at nurturing my heroic spirit.' ’”

Lang Boyan laughed, "Lord Song, your heroic spirit is quite powerful, I heard that you can talk to Master Xue without falling behind?" ”

"Shame on your duty!" Xue Qimeng hurriedly gave a deep salute, and his face turned red.

"Since ancient times, there has been no first in literature, and there is no second in martial arts. Song admires Brother Xue very much, this Bashan Shushui is indeed a place where talents come out in large numbers. Song Zheng wanted to ease the atmosphere, after all, from the moment he entered the palace gate, the atmosphere of the conversation was not very good. Although it was because Lang Boyan took the initiative to provoke, as a professional diplomat, he still had to strive for peace on the premise of not being humiliated.

Song Zheng wanted to coexist peacefully, but Lang Boyan had no such intention, his eyelids were raised, "Speaking of martial arts, I think of it, it seems that Lord Song is not only a literary champion, but also a martial champion, and he moves the world with his reputation for both civil and military." Since this king and my generals are fortunate enough to meet Lord Song, I must always ask for the demeanor of the first person in Daqi. ”

"This ...... Or don't want it? Song traveled a certain way, and was frightened by the rolling river for a long time, but now he has not eased up. Not to mention asking for advice, I can't even be sure if I can hold a knife. Although Song Zheng spoke very softly, his body was very straight, the corners of his mouth were also upturned, and he was full of pride.

How could Lang Boyan not see Song Zheng's expression, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he laughed again, "Lord Song said it so interesting. Anyway, in the evening, the king will hold a banquet to catch the wind and wash the dust for you. My lord, drink hard, and ask you to point out my son tomorrow. ”

After that, without waiting for Song Zheng to answer, he got up and walked outside the hall, looking very domineering.

The corners of Song Zheng's mouth twitched, and then he arched his hand at Lang Boyan's back as if nothing happened.

That night, Lang Boyan held a banquet, but the local gentry, celebrities, literati and bachelors were invited, and none of the generals in the day were missing, which surprised Song Zheng.

When the scribe drank, he didn't need to dance with a gun or a stick, but it was inevitable to fight poetry and give orders. After drinking a few glasses, Song Zheng also appeared frivolous, and talked with Xue Qimeng about literature and words, and was very happy.

When Lang Boyan was halfway drunk, he left the banquet, and after changing into black clothes, he secretly turned out of the mansion through the back door and appeared at the door of another courtyard, accompanied by two family members. This is where Su Chan lives.

There was the sound of a pipa in the room, like weeping and complaining. Lang Boyan stopped in the courtyard and stared at the candlelit window.

"Jun asked that the return date is not due, and the night rain in Bashan rises in the autumn pool. When the candles of the west window are cut, there is no night rain in Bashan. ”

Li Shangyin's lyrical short chapter is lingering and sympathetic, and Su Chan has paired it with a tune, like a trickling stream, lingering and circling. A smile appeared on Lang Boyan's face, he took a few steps forward, and was about to push the door, but heard the last sentence. It was as if he had been immobilized, and he could no longer move.

That sentence was originally "but when it rained at night in Bashan", but Su Chan changed two words, "but the words" became "no more", and the thoughts in the poem also became a decisive decision.

After a long time, he gritted his teeth and left the courtyard with a gloomy face.