After pondering on the Wanli Bridge for a while, Song Zheng saw that there were more and more people blocking both ends of the bridge, and hurriedly said, "Second Highness, let's go, if we delay any longer, the people are afraid that they will scold Zhou Yu on the street." ”

"It's getting late, sir, please!" Lang Boyan was still polite.

It was here that the people at the north end of the bridge suddenly panicked, and Song Zheng looked at it and saw a team of people and horses rushing over quickly along the road. The leader was about thirty years old, riding a chestnut horse, wearing a moon-white brocade robe, wearing a tasseled crown, and his face was white, although he was not very heroic, but with a strong bookish atmosphere, and his demeanor was excellent.

Behind him, there is a small purple carved sedan chair, carried by four strong servants, who follow it with a brisk walk. More than 100 yellow-robed sergeants followed suit, and although they were on foot, they also ran fast and followed closely.

"Second brother, is that you?" Before the rider could reach him, he shouted loudly.

Lang Boyan was stunned at first, then his face was excited, and he suddenly got off his horse and walked forward. While running, he shouted "big brother" repeatedly.

The man also turned and dismounted, and ran in this direction. Lang Boyan took a few steps closer and bent his knees, "Brother meets His Royal Highness the Prince!" The person who came hurriedly hugged Lang Boyan and held each other's arms, "Second brother, I want to die as a brother." There was a cry in his voice.

The small sedan chair also stopped, and before the sedan chair man went to lift the curtain, a beautiful purple-clothed girl jumped out of the sedan chair, and after running forward two steps, she seemed to feel that something was wrong, and then she retracted her body, slowly leaned over to Lang Boyan, and called "second brother" softly.

Song Zheng knew who was coming, and hurriedly turned over and dismounted. Lou Jing and Xue Qimeng also got down early and waited by the horse.

Lang Boyan's eldest brother, that is naturally Lang Bochuan, the current prince and the future heir of Shu. As for that girl, it was the princess Lang Yue'er, who was favored by the emperor and the crown prince. It is rumored that when the princess's mother was pregnant, she dreamed of the purple moon in the sky. And since this princess was born, she prefers purple, so she is called Princess Purple Moon.

When the three brothers of the Lang family were almost close, Song Zheng stepped forward, and Lang Boyan hurriedly introduced, "Big brother, this is the envoy of Daqi, Mr. Song Zheng Song, who is known as the best in both civil and military affairs." ”

"Song Zheng meets His Royal Highness the Prince!" Song Zheng bowed slightly. He is an envoy of the Great Qi, and except for meeting the emperor of Shu, he does not need to bow down.

Lang Bochuan hurriedly helped him, his face was happy, "'Do your best in the Xijiang River, pour the Beidou carefully, and Vientiane is a guest.'" Such a good sentence, not only the second brother, but even Xiao Wang has to be called 'sir'. ”

"Fools don't dare!" Song Zheng bent down again and raised his head, but saw a pair of big black eyes looking at him, who was the purple moon? Seeing Song Zheng sweeping towards her, Ziyue's face turned red, and her body was slightly sideways.

"Big brother, this is not a place to talk, it is better to let the younger brother send Mr. to Huailaiyi first, and then you and I will go to see my father."

Lang Bochuan said with a smile, "Father went to Qingcheng Mountain early yesterday morning, why don't you and I send Mr. Song to Huailaiyi together." ”

"Father went to Qingcheng Mountain? No...... Okay, Mr. Song, please! ”

Song Zheng said secretly, Lang Zhengchun, that old guy, didn't go early or late, but he ran to Qingcheng Mountain before he arrived in Chengdu, didn't he deliberately avoid himself? Thinking about it again, he is the emperor, and he can't see his own words, so he can't hide from himself.

It is said that this great emperor likes to learn the Tao, and every year on the Xuanyuan Festival (the twenty-fifth day of the second month of the lunar calendar, Lao Tzu's birthday) has to go to Qingcheng Mountain to live for a period of time, and now it is only September, what did Lang Zhengchun do when he went to Qingcheng Mountain?

With questions, Song Zheng and everyone went on the road. Lang Bochuan was in the center, Song Zheng and Lang Boyan were on both sides, half a horse's head behind, as a sign of respect. Ziyue's small sedan chair followed closely, and the sedan curtain was always open, and a pair of beautiful eyes couldn't stop looking at Song Zheng.

Song Zheng felt keenly and glanced back. He didn't see Ziyue, only faintly saw the carriage in the distance, still standing on the side of the Wanli Bridge. It was the car where Su Chan was sitting, the curtain was lifted, and Su Chan was poking his head out and staring at Song Zheng. And around the carriage, I don't know when, there were a few more men in black with solemn faces.

Huailaiyi is not far from Wanli Bridge, but it is more magnificent than Huaiyuanyi in Jiangning. It covers a wide area, a large house with a high gate, and a beautiful tile house, which is not much more than the prime minister's mansion in Jiangning.

Due to etiquette, Lang Boyan did not accompany Song Zheng in, but asked Lang Boyan to entrust the post guard, take good care of the envoys, and try his best to meet the needs.

Song Zheng thanked him again and entered the Huailaiyi with Lang Boyan.

According to the previous introduction, Song Zheng knew that the entire Huailaiyi was circular and was divided into four areas: southeast, northwest, and northwest. It corresponds to the four directions around Shu. The west is Tubo, the north is Western Xia, and the south is Dali and the Nanyang countries. The east side is supposed to correspond to Daqi, but this area is divided into two parts, one is Daqi and the other is Dajin.

Shu does not share a border with Dajin, and relations with Daqi are also tense, so the embassies of the two largest countries are the least, crowded into the eastern area. As for the middle part of each area, there is a three-storey Hoein Building.

The building is officially run and serves the envoys of various countries. Here, there are chefs from all over the world, who can cook a variety of dishes with different ethnic characteristics, and the prices are very reasonable. It is also a good place for envoys from various countries to communicate with each other and discuss state affairs.

The security work of the entire Huaiyuan Station is all in charge of the front division of the palace, and there are special silver medals for entering and exiting, and the precautions are also very strict. There will be no fights between each other that will damage the national body.

The courtyard arranged for Song Zheng is called Ziqi Garden, which is naturally named "Purple Qi from the East". The Purple Court is a two-front courtyard, with the front yard inhabited by servants, and the back yard for official envoys.

When Song Zheng arrived at Ziqiyuan, there were already four servants and ten sergeants kneeling at the door, and these people would be used for Song Zheng's deployment during his stay in Shu.

When I stepped into the hospital, my eyes suddenly opened up. The ground is flat and wide, and the flat blue bricks are paved with an auspicious pattern of Pisces hanging flowers. On either side of the door, there are carriages and horses and grass stables. The west side is a wing room, and the east side is planted with a hibiscus tree against the wall. The main house in front is carved and painted, which is very beautiful.

Inside the house, whether it is tables, chairs, screens or wooden frames, they are all hollow and carved, which is extremely exquisite. In particular, the picture scrolls on the wall are all embroidered by precious Shu, and the end is a cluster of flowers, which is beautiful.

"Sir, after a long journey, you must be tired, you rest first, just give direct orders if you need anything, I won't bother, tomorrow morning, come to visit Mr. again."

Song Zheng said politely, "His Royal Highness has been with him all the way, and Song is grateful." His Royal Highness must have a lot of things to do when he first returned to Chengdu, and he must not be mistaken because of Song Zheng. Song Zheng rested for two days, and then went to the house to visit His Royal Highness. ”

The two exchanged a few words and waved goodbye.

Sending Lang Boyan away, Song Zheng let out a long breath. He first greeted the sergeants, found out their names and places of origin one by one, laughed and talked for nearly half an hour, and then really settled down, hastily finished dinner, and walked to the backyard.

A servant named Zhu Ling, about thirty years old, followed Song Zheng and introduced him to Song Zheng one by one.

The backyard is different from the front yard, not only planted with flowers and trees, but also ponds, rockeries, covered bridges, and small pavilions, which is a good place to rest. Not only that, but there is also a flat land half an acre in size, with various weapons, stone locks, bows and arrows next to it.

The backyard room has also been arranged, whether it is a bedroom or a study, it is extremely fresh. The four treasures of the study and all kinds of books in the study are all high-quality products, and the porcelain, calligraphy and paintings in the bedroom are also quite elegant.

Song Zheng nodded secretly, Huailaiyi inside and out, much stronger than Jiangning's Huaiyuanyi. Daqi erected enemies in all directions, and Lai was a butcher, and he made a mess of diplomacy in the past few decades. In Shu, the founding emperor Lang Yu was a general of the former Song Dynasty, and he was higher than the butcher in terms of level.

Although the Great Qi and the Shu State have not communicated for many years, the Shu State has not stopped the maintenance of the Purple Qi Garden, and before Song Zheng came, all kinds of furnishings were replaced with new ones, and this hospitable attitude made Song Zheng extremely satisfied.

As it got late at night, Song Zheng couldn't sleep. He walked into the courtyard, breathed in the air of Chengdu, and had a lot of thoughts in his heart. The sons and daughters, parents, Gu Zhengjie and other ordinary brothers, all crossed in front of their eyes one by one, far away from their homeland, how could they not worry. and Su Chan, I don't know what's going on.

The night was dark, and the melodious sound of the flute came from nowhere, playing an unknown song. The voice is tortuous and tactful, sad but not sad, as if the wanderer is missing his hometown, containing infinite attachment.

Song Zheng listened for a while, and his heart became more and more uneasy. He had no choice but to go back to his study and look through the books. It didn't matter, but it made him discover something very interesting.

Hundreds of books of all kinds, most of which are poems and songs, among which there is actually a collection of their own poems, not only those they did a few years ago, but even the poems they wrote on the road from Jiangning to Fengjie. It's just that some of the poems that are appropriate to the occasion have not been included recently. Song Zheng secretly thought to himself, these poems spread so quickly, and they were engraved into a collection of poems, which must be indispensable to Xiao Yun's credit. I just don't know what she's making a name for herself so much.

After reading it again, Song Zheng found that there was also Song Jue's "Justice of Science" in the book, and the booklet when he was the champion of martial arts. Xu Mingxuan once specially invited two storytellers to create their own stories and tell them in the bookstore. I didn't expect it to flow into the Shu Kingdom.

What surprised Song Zheng the most were the other two books, "History of Calligraphy" and "History of Painting", which he wrote when he was in the palace of Dajin Zhongdu and looking through the materials of the former Song Dynasty royal collection, but he did not expect to become books. Song Zheng couldn't understand why these two books couldn't be seen in Daqi, but they were seen in the Shu State Post House?

Look at the signature again, it is the word "Song Zheng". Song Zheng was even more puzzled in his heart, could it be that Wanyan Yusheng deliberately printed the book to make a name for himself in Shu?

What Song Zheng didn't know was that he was now famous, and he was really unique in Chengdu Mansion. If it weren't for the fact that it was late when he arrived in Chengdu, and the time spent on the road was too long, Chengdu would definitely have a situation where thousands of people were empty to welcome Xiaolang.

(This is a transitional chapter, a literary battle, will slowly kick off the battle.) ）