On the day of the Double Ninth Festival, Song Zheng went to the Jinguo Embassy, drank and watched the flowers with Yuan Hao, and read the whole party for a day of fat boy becoming an immortal.

The next day, Yuan Haowen came to Ziqiyuan and wanted to continue to talk about poetry and lyrics with Song Zheng, but he received a summons from the Prince's Mansion. Song Zheng and Yuan asked a good question, and naturally replied to the post.

Sending away the eunuch for interrogation, Yuan Hao asked and smiled, "Last night, let Liang Yiyue make such a fuss, Prince Shu felt that he couldn't live with you." Or you Lord Song have a big face, and you have been in Chengdu for a few months, and you have never been invited by the prince, and you have never heard of any envoy with such an honor. Today, Yuan is stained with your light. ”

Song Zheng shook his head and said, "This is not a matter of face. Brother Yu doesn't listen to it? Kong Ming was in the middle of Gao Wolong at that time, and Liu Bei was not seen the first two times, and he would only meet the third time. Do you know why? ”

"Xiao Lang compares himself to Wu Houhu?" Yuan Hao asked and laughed. He got acquainted with Song Zheng and also called him "Xiaolang".

"How dare you, boy? I just wanted to argue with Hiroyuki. ”

Yuan Haowen pondered for a moment and replied, "Kong Ming naturally wants to test Liu Xuande's sincerity. ”

Song Zheng laughed, "That's not wrong. Let me give you another example, Zhang Liang, the Marquis of Xiliu, met the old man of Huangshi for the first time, and Huangshi humiliated him, so he was awarded the "Taigong Art of War". Brother Yu, what do you have in common with Zhang Liang's book? ”

Yuan Haowen thought for a while, and said with a smile, "Talents should not be taken lightly, and military books should not be passed on lightly." Riichiya. ”

Song Zheng nodded and said in a low voice, "Some people, the more you respect him, the more he looks down on you." On the contrary, if you are arrogant, he will respect you. If Zhuge Liang easily attached himself to Liu Bei, did Liu Bei still value him so much? In the same way, if the old man of Huangshi directly gave Zhang Liang the book of war, would Zhang Liang still study it seriously? ”

Yuan Haowen said with a smile, "You mean, some people are cheap ......" Speaking of this, Yuan Haowen hurriedly covered his mouth.

Song Zheng pointed at him, "That's what you said." ”

Yuan Hao asked hurriedly and said, "Xiaolang forgive." It made Song Zheng laugh.

On September 11, Yuan Hao asked to go to Ziqiyuan first. After chatting for a while, Zhang Chongjin came in to say that the prince's car drove directly to the door. Lang Boyan actually came to pick up Song Zheng in person, and Yuan Haowen was extremely envious, this is the dignified prince of Shu. Song Zheng didn't care at all, and it wasn't until Lang Bochuan entered the Purple Qi Yuan that he got up to greet him.

Yuan Haowen secretly pursed his lips. What happened to Song Zheng all the way west, Yuan Haowen also heard about it. The two brothers of the Lang family, Lang Boyan was conquered by Song Zheng by force, and Lang Bochuan was impressed by Song Zheng's wit and talent.

It doesn't matter if a person is arrogant, first of all, he must have real skills, and he also depends on the object he is facing. During the Three Kingdoms, Song Zheng's Shandong fellow Mi Heng was talented enough? It's a pity that Cao Cao didn't eat that set, Mi Heng still didn't realize himself, and ran to Jiangxia Taishou Huang Zu to set up a shelf, and was directly clicked by Huang Zu.

"Mr. Song!" Seeing Song Zheng, Lang Bochuan smiled. Song Zheng was just about to salute, but was grabbed by Lang Bochuan's hand, "Mr.'s words, the more I ponder it, the more flavorful it becomes, and I chant it repeatedly, and I actually have a sense of eye-opening and Top Gun." ”

"Reciting casually under it, the literary style is inferior, how can it be praised by His Royal Highness."

It is the casual recitation that gives you the wonderful sentence. Don't smell 'clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving'? Lang Bochuan smiled, "Let's go, sir, you have been in Chengdu for a few days, and you haven't had time to visit." Today, Xiao Wang is free, so I will accompany you to visit this Wuhou Temple. ”

"Your Highness. His Royal Highness will not give up, just call Xiaolang. His Royal Highness's champion talent, Mr. Huyu, is not broken. "Song Zheng has a good impression of Lang Bochuan, this person has a lot of true temperament, high talent, and friendship, and Song Zheng also has a close heart.

"Xiaolang? Good! Good! Good! Lang Bochuan nodded again and again, obviously happy to accept Song Zheng's closeness. Then, he whispered to Song Zheng, "When there is no one, Xiao Lang can call me Bo Chuan or Brother Lang." ”

Song Zheng was busy about to excuse himself, but Lang Bochuan gestured to him and continued to whisper, "I always heard people call His Highness His Highness, and I am upset. ”

Song Zheng couldn't cry or laugh, he didn't expect Lang Bochuan, who was nearly thirty years old, to have such a joking side. It seems that his last response last night won the appetite of the prince of Shu Kingdom, making him feel that he had found a fellow traveler.

Lang Bochuan took Song Zheng and boarded the carriage together. Yuan Haowen shook his head helplessly and obediently went to his car.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, why don't you see His Royal Highness the Second Today?" Song Zheng asked casually in the car.

Lang Bochuan shook his index finger at Song Zheng, and Song Zheng smiled dumbly, "Brother Bochuan, why don't you see Your Second Highness?" ”

Lang Bochuan replied, "The second brother has not returned to Chengdu for a long time, many people want to visit, and my father also misses the second brother." The day before yesterday, I went to Qingcheng Mountain with my second brother to see my father, I came back yesterday, and my second brother said that he wanted to accompany his father more, so he stayed there. ”

"Second Highness stayed in Qingcheng Mountain?"

"Yes, my father hasn't seen his second brother for a long time, so he naturally wants to talk about it." Lang Bochuan said disapprehantly, "Yesterday, I told my father about the banquet in the house, and the second brother also praised Xiaolang. The father also said that Xiaolang was a wonderful person. It seems that my father also likes Xiao Langli! ”

Song Zheng laughed, "Your Majesty is in Qingcheng Mountain, Mu Xianfeng, Dining Immortal Dew, a true immortal." It's a pity that Song has a thin fate and can't pay a visit. ”

Lang Bochuan said with a smile, "Xiao Lang Yunwen Yunwu, and I smell that your alcohol consumption is also amazing, and the whole Shu Kingdom calls Mr. 'Three Uniques' Qi Makes the Ancient Tomb Reborn Skeleton King." In my opinion, the gentleman is the immortal. ”

"Brother Lang praises it. is just an ordinary man, with seven emotions and six desires, how can he be an immortal? Mixed with the world, but this false name is the most tiring. ”

"That's right, some things have to be done, and they have to be done well." Lang Bochuan said with deep sympathy, "If it is possible, I would like to be like the sage said, floating on the sea and going to find overseas immortal mountains." ”

Song Zheng smiled and said nothing, and Lang Bochuan sighed again, "Although I am the prince, when will I be able to enjoy myself?" ”

"Mencius Yun, 'If you are poor, you will be good to yourself, and if you are good, you will be good to the world.'" His Royal Highness was born to attain the attainment, and his mission is to 'do good'. As for Song, he was deeply blessed by the Holy Grace, and it was difficult for him to go to the blue sky in Shu Dao, and he did not dare to resign. This is called 'the world is out of my generation, and the years of entering the public gate are urging.' In the talk and laughter of the emperor's hegemony, it is better than a drunk in life. ’”

Lang Bochuan's expression darkened when he heard this, he looked up at Xiao Lang, and said with a smile, "Listening to your words, do you think that you are at least forty or fifty years old?" Look at you, how does this look like the words of a seventeen-year-old boy? However, the last two sentences are well said, in the talk and laughter of the emperor's hegemony, it is better than a drunk in life. It is quite wonderful for Wang Han's "Liangzhou Song". ”

"'Drunk and lying on the battlefield, don't smile, how many people have fought in ancient times'?" Song Zheng said with a smile, "Today's conversation with Brother Bo Chuan, don't spread it, it will be laughed out of your big teeth?" ”

"Laugh off the big teeth?" Lang Bochuan laughed and said, "Xiao Lang's words are even better, how can his teeth laugh off?" ”

As the only ancestral temple in Chinese history where monarchs and ministers worship together, the eternal story of Wuhou Temple has amazed countless literati and artists, and its great cause of rejuvenating the Han Dynasty has not been achieved, which is also lamented.

Approaching the Wuhou Temple, there were more and more people, and the sergeant who was serving as a guard in front couldn't stop shouting, letting the people on both sides disperse.

Song Zheng has sensitive ears and hears many people outside talking:

"It's His Royal Highness the Prince's car, and it must be Song Xiaolang behind."

"I must take a look today, what kind of character is this Song Xiaolang, who is actually called the Three Uniques?"

"This Qi makes me no one in Shu? Dare to be called 'Traveling to Emei Peak'! ”

……

Song Zheng lifted the corner of the curtain, looked out, and was immediately startled, only to see that both sides of the road were full of scholars wearing hats, most of them were young people, and there were many rich women's cars on the side of the road, and there were girls standing next to the car.

Lang Bochuan also heard the movement and poked his head out, "Why are there so many people?" ”

Song Zheng frowned slightly, although it was not a secret thing for the prince to travel, it was obviously unusual for so many people to move when they heard the news. When I passed by the Wuhou Temple the day before yesterday, I didn't see so many people.

"Brother Bochuan, you asked me and Brother Yu to visit the Wuhou Temple together, who knows about this?"

"Before I went to Qingcheng Mountain the morning before yesterday, I told my subordinates to prepare well, and when I came back from Qingcheng Mountain, I would invite Xiaolang to visit the Wuhou Temple, and then go back to the house to drink. Xu is subordinates didn't know the severity of the matter, and spread the news. ”

Two days and two nights are indeed enough to spread the news all over Chengdu City. However, Song Zheng believes that if no one pushes the flames, there will not be so many people gathered here.

Lang Boyan saw Song Zheng's serious face and said with a smile, "I have never seen so many people watching when I traveled in the past, but today, I am stained with your light." Everyone wants to see the 'Three Absolute Sons'! ”

Song Zheng faintly felt inappropriate and wanted to go back. Lang Bochuan was quite interested, and laughed, "In the past, I watched Wei Jue kill, but today the same audience is blocked. However, it is not easy to kill Xiaolang, Song Zheng is good at martial arts. ”

As he spoke, Lang Boyan pinched Song Zheng's shoulder, Song Zheng shivered, got goosebumps, and Lang Bochuan couldn't stop laughing.

Due to the large number of people, the driver had to stop a hundred zhang away from the Wuhou Temple, and the person in charge of the guard had to come up to report. Lang Bochuan laughed, "Xiaolang, do you dare to go down and walk for a while?" ”

"I'm not afraid of others looking at it, but Your Highness still has to be careful. I thought that I would go back at that. ”

Lang Bochuan laughed and said, "Xiao Lang walked away that night, he was very bold, why is he so careful today?" Could it be that I, the people of Shu, can eat people with their eyes? ”

At this point, Song Zheng didn't have a good way back, so he had to straighten his clothes and prepare for the car.

Lang Bochuan also straightened his clothes, took the lead in lifting the curtain, and walked out.

"Champion Prince! Champion Prince! The crowd cheered, and it seemed that Lang Bochuan was still very popular in Chengdu.

Song Zheng sighed and walked out of the car as well. Behind the prince's car, Yuan Haowen also walked over. Since they were just traveling, Song Zheng and Yuan Haowen were both wearing Shu costumes, and now people couldn't tell which one was Song Xiaolang.

In the end, there is a difference in age. Yuan Haowen is twenty-six or seventeen years old, and he is a descendant of the Tuoba people, although his appearance is not bad, but after all, he is quite different from Song Zheng. After these people shouted, everyone knew that Song Zheng was next to the prince, and they looked at Song Zheng in unison for a while, and they were even more bold to shout in the crowd, and some people whistled, and the scene was quite chaotic for a while.

Lang Bochuan seemed to want to see Song Zheng's embarrassment, but unfortunately Song Zheng's face changed very quickly, and the moment he walked out of the carriage, he had already taken a deep breath, curled the corners of his mouth, and replaced it with a faint smile. He is an envoy, and he can't drop the chain at this time.

Seeing that Song Zheng was calm, Lang Bochuan nodded secretly, and immediately beckoned Yuan Hao, who followed from behind, and asked, "Xiaolang, Brother Yuan, let's go." ”

Song Zheng and Yuan Haowen made a gesture together, "Your Highness, please!" ”

Fifty guards formed a small circle, escorting the three of them to the gate of the Wuhou Temple. At this moment, there was a sudden panic in front of him, and several Confucian scholars stood in front of him.