The imperial city feast, all the civil and military officials arrived, the hundred officials said too little, and there were more than 300 people who were qualified to enter the palace for the banquet.

With such a big feast and a celebration of victory, Zheng Zhi probably thought that the hero of the war would be the protagonist, but he was overconfident, and the protagonist would not be him, a four-grade official, after all.

Zheng Zhi was originally going to get drunk today, after all, most of the officials present were high-ranking officials, and if he came to toast, Zheng Zhi was embarrassed to drink less. The reality is not the case, most of the people are waiting for Zheng Zhi to come forward to salute, when Zheng Zhi stepped forward with a cup, everyone said a few words of congratulations and encouragement, and Zheng Zhi drank it all.

After honoring the main people, Zheng Zhi no longer stepped forward with a cup, but sat and ate by himself. There were still many people waiting for Zheng Zhi to come forward, but Zheng Zhi ignored them and pretended not to know.

I don't really know Zheng Zhi, not to mention the old-fashioned and unscrupulous ministers, even those incumbent ministers, most of Zheng Zhi don't know them, although I saw them in the court in a hurry, and most of them also heard Tong Guan identify them one by one when he went down to the court, but Zheng Zhi, the names of these people, has long been forgotten.

The rhythm of singing and dancing is staged in turn.

Such a big banquet was very grand, and it was not until the banquet was about to end that Zheng Zhi was called to the head by Tong Guan again, greeted him politely a few times, and bowed to Zhao Ji again. And so it went.

went back to sleep peacefully, and Zhou Duwen found it the next day. In Tokyo, he will come to Zheng Zhi in person, and now he only has Zhou Duwen.

Zhou Duwen's father was feasting in the palace last night, but among the hundreds of people, Zheng Zhi didn't know which one was Zhou Bangyan. Zhou Bangyan didn't drink any wine yesterday, Zhou Bangyan is now promoted to Dasheng Mansion, although such an idle position is usually poetry and music, but the big performances in the palace are still busy, and the prefect of the Royal Academy of Music is naturally responsible for these logistics matters.

"My father was busy until the second half of the night last night before returning home, and he couldn't stand steadily, he was old, and he was afraid that he would have to resign." Zhou Duwen and Zheng Zhi are also chatting about homely things, and if they are too familiar, they don't have so much business.

"Well, I haven't come to visit Ling Zun for a long time, and I happen to be fine today, why don't I go to your house?" Zheng Zhi and Zhou Duwen have been friends for several years, and they really haven't been to Zhou Duwen's house.

Zhou Duwen was also happy when he heard this, if he hadn't crossed the door between friends, he really couldn't say anything, so he just said: "Very good, very good, stay at home at noon to eat, my father usually mentions you a lot, and always wants to see you." Today's leisure is just right. ”

When Zheng Zhi heard this, he turned back to Niu Dao: "Go and turn out some spices and silverware brought back from Western Xia, as well as a few books of Hu Yin, and pack them together and bring more." ”

Niu Da hurriedly went down to handle it, if you want to talk about the spices of the Western Regions, which are famous all over the world, they are naturally a good gift. The handmade silverware in the Western Regions is also extremely exquisite, with utensils, teapots and dishes on several tables. Books that record the music of the Western Regions are the way they go.

"The spices are acceptable, Hu Yin's book must be liked by my father, even if the silverware is forgotten, it is too expensive." Zhou Duwen said that silver is money, and silverware must not be light, so it is too valuable.

Zheng Zhi waved his hand and said: "It's okay, in the Dangxiang Palace, there are many of these silverwares, and the beauty of the shape is no less than that of my court, so give it to Ling Zun to play with." Between you and me, you don't have to be so polite. ”

Zhou Duwen also had nothing to say, so he arranged it with Zheng Zhi.

When he went out, Zheng Zhi naturally hit the horse, and Zhou Duwen behind him also got on the horse, but he was trembling on the horse, and there was a military man in front of him to lead him, for fear that Zhou Duwen would not be able to control what an accident would be.

"Duwen, this horse will be given to you, practice more when you have nothing to do in Tokyo, and when you go to Deyun Prefecture as an official, if you can't ride a horse, you will make a mistake. Even Bo Ji is now a great horseman, and he can keep up with the army and fight on horseback, and you must also have this kind of riding skills, so that you can get twice the result with half the effort. Zheng Zhi said, it's okay to be an official under others, but following Zheng Zhi and not being able to ride a horse is really a mistake.

"Don't worry, how can I also practice this riding skill, and I don't know how many people will envy me if I can travel on horseback in Tokyo." Zhou Duwen heard that Zheng Zhi wanted to give him a horse, and he wanted to refuse, but after hearing Zheng Zhi's reason, he deserved it.

The two of them took a dozen soldiers to the imperial city, and the Zhou Mansion was also on the edge of the imperial city. Out of the palace is the Zhou Mansion, covering an area of really not small, Zhou Bangyan is a scholar of Sumen, the leader of the literary world, and the treatment is really not bad.

In the Song Dynasty, the treatment of scholars was really good, and respect for knowledge was also worthy of recognition. This is also the commendable point of the Song Dynasty, the fault is only that it only respects knowledge and ignores the soldiers. Wenwu is always subconsciously put on the opposite side, especially Song Ming, which is already a misunderstanding. If you can respect the military as much as you respect knowledge, the rich Song Dynasty has already dominated the world, and it will inevitably be more accomplished than the Han and Tang Dynasties.

Zhou Bangyan is fifty out of sixty, he was so busy last night, he was really a little unbearable, he just got up after sleeping until three o'clock in the morning, and Zhou Bangyan just got up not long ago, and Zheng Zhi came to the door.

At this time, Zhou Bangyan had just eaten some breakfast, and was basking in the warm winter sun in the pavilion of the inner courtyard, and there was a girl in the pavilion, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were all on the stone table, and the girl sat down at the stone table and was pondering with a pen.

On the morning of winter, bask in the warm sun, it is really pleasant, there is tea and books, and there is Yaoqin pipa next to it.

Zhou Duwen rushed in, his face was full of joy, and when he came in, he shouted: "Father, Zheng Guanxi is visiting, just waiting in the front hall." ”

Zhou Bangyan put down the book in his hand, turned his head slowly, and said, "Don't lose your courtesy." ”

Zhou Duwen saw the girl on the side at this time, and hurriedly bowed and said, "I've seen His Royal Highness the Emperor." ”

This girl is the emperor of Shunde, who goes out of the palace early every day to visit Zhou Bangyan, learn more about the way of lyrics, and also learn the rhythm of music. Although Zhou Bangyan was not famous in later generations, in this era, and even in the next few hundred years, Zhou Bangyan was the famous person, and there was no one who did not talk about Zhou Bangyan from time to time.

Zhou Bangyan's works have long been revered as "authentic" among euphemists. In the old word theory, he was called "the crown of the lyricist" or "the old Du in the word", and he was recognized as a "negative generation of words". A veritable first person in the world of words.

"Gongzi Zhou, who did you say was visiting?" Zhao Yingluo asked.

"Oh, it's Zheng Guanxi who came to the house to meet his father, and he is waiting in the hall." Zhou Duwen replied.

Zhou Bangyan said at this time: "Then invite Zheng Guanxi into the inner courtyard, so that the guests will not show their lives." ”

Zhou Duwen heard the words and hurriedly went out to invite Zheng Zhi.

Zheng Zhi took a few books and followed Zhou Duwen to the inner courtyard, met Zhao Yingluo first, exchanged a few words with Zhou Bangyan, and then presented the books in his hand.

Zhou Bangyan took the book, flipped through it a few times, and said suspiciously: "It's all Huiwen, but I still have to find someone to translate it." Thank you for your generous kindness. ”

Zheng Zhi smiled and arched his hand: "Uncle is polite, he entered the Xixia Palace, and he didn't know what this book was, so he was going to burn it, and after asking the captives, he knew that it was a music book, so he kept it." This book is not very useful to the little nephew, so it is just right to give it away. ”

Zhao Yingluo said on the side: "Sir, why don't you give me this basic book, I'll take it to the palace, someone in the palace can read back the language, and then send it back after the translation." ”

Zhou Bangyan handed the book to Zhao Yingluo, and said with a smile: "This also saves the old man's hands and feet, and there are naturally people in the palace who understand this time." Thank you very much. ”

The little guy was busy, and a few people only sat down under the warm sun, and Zheng Zhi came to visit Zhou Bangyan, mainly because of Zhou Duwen. When it was time for them to sit down, Zheng Zhi didn't have any topics to discuss with literary people like Zhou Bangyan, so it was a little embarrassing.

Zhao Yingluo opened his mouth first: "Doctor Zheng, everyone in Tokyo knows that you have extraordinary lyric attainments, and I have also seen it with my own eyes in Genyue before my head, and the little woman has just won a new song, and I also ask Dr. Zheng to give me advice, and I will correct one or two." ”

Zheng Zhi is one head and two big, and he doesn't have the confidence to talk eloquently in front of Zhou Bangyan, at this time, seeing that Zhao Yingluo has already handed over the paper, he can't refuse, so he can only take it and read it.

After reading it, Zheng Zhi handed the words to Zhou Bangyan again, and only said: "The work of the emperor, the little nephew thinks it is a good work after reading it, and I ask Uncle Zhou to comment on it or two." ”

Zhou Bangyan glanced at Zheng Zhi, took the lyrics, read them roughly, and said with a smile: "Guanxi can speak, this word is catchy after a rough reading, but it is not penetrating. ”

Zheng Zhi smiled awkwardly and said, "Uncle Zhou has profound attainments, and the little nephew is far behind." ”

But it was this sentence, Zhao Yingluo's face sank, took the lyrics returned by Zhou Bangyan, read it again, and said: "What Mr. said is very true, the student's word is to give new words to say sorrow, and to laugh at the generous family." Shame shame. ”

This woman, born with a golden spoon in her mouth, is normal to say that sorrow, and people who don't know the taste of sorrow can always experience the warmth and coldness of many people.

In fact, after Zheng Zhi read it, he also felt this way, but Zheng Zhi was not confident in his heart, so he naturally didn't dare to say it casually. At this time, Zhou Bangyan said it, and Zheng Zhi naturally nodded again and again.

Zhou Bangyan continued to give Zhao Yingluo a lesson, his words were simple and simple, and he changed the original words a few times from time to time, and talked about the truth again, which is Zhou Bangyan's self-confidence. Even Zheng Zhi, a copyist, listened to it with relish, and felt that the harvest was extraordinary, and he felt that he was much more transparent than the Chinese teacher in his previous life.

Zhou Duwen also listened carefully on the side. It was originally an occasion to visit guests, but it became Master Zhou giving lectures to three students.