Chapter 313: Biwen Zhengfang

According to Song Zheng's meaning, he must have to immediately put these three bullshit names down, but he thought that after he left Licheng, Lu Hengshan, an old boy, would still have to mix in Shandong Road. If you annoy these three guys all at once, maybe something will happen. Now plug in a pole and muddy the waters. When they put these three boys away and ironed them, they will also want to covet Lu Yan.

According to Song Zheng's observation, among the three guys, Qiao Shang is the most scheming, but he also looks down on people the most. looked high, and even implied that he was not qualified to meet his son Qiao Zhenchuan. Counting up, the princes on Qiao Zhenchuan's side, who are in high positions and have great power, don't seem to be able to meet such a small pawn as Song Zheng, but since Song Zheng's martial arts identity was arranged by Qiao Zhenchuan, then Song Zheng must have been registered with him, and if he didn't go to see him, it would be incompatible.

Hou Zhonglian is more feminine, and he seems to be a little sissy when he speaks, which makes people listen to it very unpleasantly. And there was a yin aura in his words, no matter how sincere he was, Song Zheng felt as if it was fake.

Only Xu Mingxuan, although he is a little ruffian, is more cute. Pretentious, but not annoying. Spending money like dirt, but not commanding.

These three people got together, Qiao Shang was the leading brother who didn't have much brains, Hou Zhonglian was a dog-headed military advisor, and Xu Mingxuan was a housekeeper and thug, which was quite interesting.

With the addition of Song Zheng, the "Zhengfang Three-person Group" became the "Zhengfang Four-person Group".

Song Zheng said with a smile, "Since we are going to compete with each other, we must always make a note and a contract, and agree that once Miss Lu has a heart, you and I will not hurt each other."

"That's exactly how it should be!" Xu Mingxuan laughed, "Lu Hong, hurry up and prepare pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, let's make an agreement first, and then choose a way to fight!" ”

Song Zheng looked at Qiao Shang and Hou Zhonglian and said with a smile, "What do Brother Qiao and Brother Hou think?" ”

Both of them nodded, in fact, the reason why the three sons came together was because they were afraid that they would fight too hard with each other, and it was reassuring to be able to get a note decently.

After taking the pen and paper, Hou Zhonglian volunteered to write this agreement by hand. It turned out that this guy had heard his father Hou Wenxian say that Song Zheng's words were like willows blowing in the wind, beautiful and refined, but they contained a kind of agility and resilience.

Hou Wenxian read Song Zheng's volume, so he had this evaluation. Hou Zhonglian couldn't see it, this guy has been learning willow characters since he was a child, and he also practiced Wei Bei, and he felt that his pen was very strong. was a little unimpressed by his father's praise of Song Zheng. Of course, he subconsciously thought that the number one person in the imperial examination should be his, but Song Zheng had better luck and took the lead. There is no first in the text, and there is no second in the martial arts.

Now, the opportunity to show off came, Hou Zhonglian didn't want to let it go, I saw him pick up his pen and concentrate, pondered for a while, and then had an idea, and soon agreed on it according to the agreed meaning! Then they each drew a charge on it, and Lu Hong, as a witness, collected this "precious text".

Mrs. Lu whispered behind the door, "What a smart boy, he has turned a dragon battle into such an elegant one, which not only fulfills his wishes, but also prevents our Lu family from having trouble, he is really a talent!" ”

Lu Yan trembled with excitement, her face flushed, and she muttered, "He's the smartest, no one can compare!" ”

Ming'er poked Lu Yan with her finger, "Who are you talking about?" ”

Lu Yan pushed Ming'er's hand unruly, "Sister Ming'er, you know how to bully me!" ”

Ming'er smiled, but muttered in her heart, "Okay, you Song Xiaolang, you actually use this method to please Chang'er, no, one day we will take revenge, and let you come to such a game, in Jiangning, so that you must defeat all the sons in the world before you can marry me!" ”

Poor Song Xiaolang, who tried his best to make the transition to Pingzheng, didn't expect that Ming'er had already arranged a new task for himself (the latest chapter of Extinction). Right now, he was smiling and saying to the three famous young men, "You and I are four, compete fairly, and see who can monopolize the Oiran!" Spread it out, but it's a good story! ”

"That's it! It is! Xu Mingxuan was very excited, "The four sons of Licheng, poetry and literature compete for celebrities!" Ha ha! Brother Qiao, Brother Hou, Xiaolang, the four of us will be famous now! ”

Hou Zhonglian is better, after all, he is the same as Song Zheng, he is a Wenju. Wu Wu is the first, Wen is not the first, Hou Gongzi is not so convinced of Song Zheng. And Qiao Shang's face is not so good-looking. There is no need to know better than him, when it comes to poetry and literary kung fu, he is not as good as Song Zheng and Hou Wenxian, and even Xu Mingxuan, who is conceited and "talented".

What about martial arts? When Song Zheng competed in the martial arts academy last year, Qiao Shang saw it with his own eyes. Although Qiao Shang is also from the martial arts academy, he is not even qualified to participate in the big competition, but Song Zheng is a temporary general.

It's a pity that on this occasion today, Qiao Shang just couldn't get it. If he proposed to solve the problem by force, first of all, Hou Wenxian and Xu Mingxuan would not agree. Neither of them practices martial arts, that's a fart!

Than family background? Although Qiao Shang has an advantage in this regard, when it comes to this kind of competition, it seems that he can't get on the table, what should he do?

Qiao Shang was really unwilling to let it go like this, he rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "The four of us are fighting, it seems that we are too thin."

Why don't we each allow us to find a helper? ”

Looking for a helper? Will you marry a daughter-in-law or will your helper marry a daughter-in-law? Xu Mingxuan glanced at Qiao Shang and said secretly, isn't it just a woman? As for bothering so much?

According to Xu Mingxuan's idea, everyone chooses a topic, composes a poem together, and drinks a little wine together. It's famous, and it doesn't take so much effort. Wouldn't everyone be happy! Why bother.

Hou Wenxian didn't know what he remembered, and nodded (little pirate txt download at the end of the Ming Dynasty).

Song Zheng was naturally smiling and noncommittal. Xu Mingxuan had no choice but to nod, "A helper is fine, but it must be the same age as you." So, under twenty years old, how? ”

Qiao and Hou both nodded. Immediately, the four of them set the date of the competition, that is, the day after tomorrow morning, they will enjoy the scenery, poetry and martial arts competition by the Wulong Pond of the Academy of Literature!

Now that the big thing has been decided, the three of them no longer talk about this topic, and instead talk about some interesting stories in the literary world, anecdotes in the army, or foreign news.

Among these people, Xu Mingxuan has the most extensive knowledge. In the past two years, he has learned a lot of news about Dajin through the business of Rongchang. specifically mentioned the accession of Yan Yusheng, and a lot of stories have evolved. For example, the Sixth Highness flew to save his mother, Wan Yan Yu was killed by one hundred and eight arrows, Wan Yan Yong vomited blood in five steps, and so on, like a decent one, and listened to Xu Mingxuan and Qiao Shanghe with relish.

Song Zheng was laughing secretly, ***, it sounds better than the storyteller, but it's all nonsense! However, he naturally didn't show anything, sometimes nodding and smiling, sometimes frowning nervously, and he cooperated very well.

As a result, Xu Mingxuan became more and more happy. After finishing speaking, Daikin began to talk about Daqi. Grew up in Jiangning, and is most familiar with Jiangning City. Whoever has a good literary style, which monk is high, and which general has a good reputation, Xu Mingxuan can tell one, two, three. Song Zheng naturally listened carefully to these things, and many of them could be used in Jiangning in the near future.

Xu Mingxuan, this kid, is like a bag to inquire, and he knows a lot of useful and useless things. Song Zheng wondered if he was thinking of a way to get this kid back to Jiangning. Maybe you can know something that the Imperial City Division doesn't know.

However, it is taboo to talk shallow and deep, so let's observe it for two days before speaking. If it's really okay, encourage this kid to go back.

Hou Wenxian listened to Xu Mingxuan's story while squinting at Song Zheng. I saw that Song Xiaolang's waist was straight, as safe as Mount Tai, and he was a good son. The expression on his face is not rich, let alone exaggerated, and it is just right (the latest chapter of Rojo's world). The more Hou Wenxian looked at it, the more frightened he became, recalling that from the time he entered the Lu Mansion to the present, he seemed to be led by the nose. Didn't you fall into this kid's trap? This thought made Hou Wenxian slightly startled.

I have long heard that Song Xiaolang is extraordinary, and "Song Xiaolang's clever plan to eliminate the gangsters" has become a storyteller, and even now there are people who give speeches from time to time. It's easy to understand, that's more than a dozen lives! Not only that, I heard that this kid made a lot of noise when he was in Mizhou, and turned the Academy of Literature upside down, and there was a man named Yao Changqing, who heard that he had not been put in prison yet, and even the chief teacher of the Academy of Literature in Mizhou had to resign and step down.

Hou Wenxian, the pacification envoy of Shandong Road, is a mixed politician and is very sensitive to cultural matters. Since Song Jue's "Justice of Science" has been widely spread all over the world, he has begun to pay attention to it. From Huang Yuandu's trend of cultivating our respect for science, Hou Wenxian vaguely grasped something. Therefore, as soon as there was an accident at the Mizhou Academy of Literature, he approved Song Jue's appointment as the chief teacher of the Mizhou Academy of Literature as soon as possible.

For the entire Song family, Hou Wenxian is still more concerned. Therefore, when Song Xiaolang was the first person in high school last year, he didn't visit him, and Hou Wenxian was extremely dissatisfied. However, Qiao Zhenchuan, the governor of Shandong Road, explained the situation for Song Zheng, which made Hou Wenxian extremely incomprehensible, does Song Zheng have anything to do with Qiao Zhenchuan? I heard that Song Zheng, this kid, also participated in the martial arts competition, and his performance was extremely eye-catching, and he was awarded the status of martial arts. Such a talent has been pulled over by Qiao Zhenchuan?

Hou Wenxian had the heart to ask, but pressed his mind. After all, he was restrained by Qiao Zhenchuan, and Qiao Zhenchuan could explain to him that he had already given him face. If you don't know how to come up and ask, you probably won't have a good face.

A year has passed, Song Zheng has no news, and Hou Wenxian's mind has stopped.

Hou Zhonglian naturally knew a little about the above, and last year he was amazed by Song Zheng's great energy. Now, this Song Xiaolang suddenly appeared in the Lu Mansion, I don't know what to do? However, since this Song Xiaolang is not simple, it is really unreasonable to make friends well.

As for Qiao Shang, his brain is relatively wooden. In last year's big competition, Qiao Zhenchuan threw out a lot of lifting places, and specially gave Song Zheng one more, which was nothing. He looked down on Song Zheng a little, thinking that although he was not a golden appearance, he was ruined, and it could be regarded as unworthy of his name.