Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Queqiao Poetry Club, the Beginning of the Show (II)
After waking up from the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, he has now become Fan Baotong's husband, and a series of things that happened in the middle, Jiang Zhong was almost in a state of involuntariness, forced to write couplets, was assassinated, appeared on the roof of King Jiang's palace for some reason, was distracted by Jiang Hongdie, and jumped into the Shangdu Canal......
When Jiang Zhong was still in the place difference and time difference brought by the reverse crossing, these sudden things involved him one after another, although there was no room to fight back, and he didn't even have a chance to say anything he disagreed, and the only effective way to deal with it was to wait and see what happened.
From this point of view, Jiang Zhong during this period of time was an observer, observing the living environment of this world, observing the behavioral logic of people in this world, integrating and going with the flow.
Therefore, from Jiang Guo to Liang Guo, Jiang Zhong has always been passive, facing things, more can only be improvised, on the matter, until today, in the face of this long historian of the Loyal Prince's Mansion, he made an active choice for the first time in the world, and issued a war letter for the Fan Mansion, the whole process went very smoothly, and even let him get back a little bit of the feeling of calling for wind and rain in the campus era, but for the second master of the Fan family, this war book is quite unsettling.
"Mr. Xiao Chen, you are ......" After Prince Zhong left, Fan Changfeng frowned, intending to go crazy, but Zhou Da, who represented Old Lady Fan, was still there, so he could only suppress his anger and ask: "This is provoking the dispute between the Fan Mansion and the Prince Zhong Mansion." ”
Jiang Zhong asked rhetorically, "I heard that the Fan Mansion and Prince Zhong's Mansion have always been not in harmony. ”
"Even so, it hasn't been put on the surface, and now it's such a trouble...... the second master shook his head and sighed, "I'm afraid that the two families will never be at peace again." ”
Fan Baotong was secretly happy, but because of his father's presence, he didn't dare to show it too much, and hesitated and said: "Father, I see that Prince Zhong's Mansion is unrelenting this time, and I can't hide from it, so I ......."
Fan Changfeng broke off and shouted: "Shut up!"
Fan Baotong hurriedly bowed his head and was silent, Fan Changfeng pointed at Sang and scolded Huai: "If you didn't cause this trouble, why wouldn't it be like this, you don't know how easy it is to have a dispute with Prince Zhong's mansion, have you ever thought about how to end the game? Winning the poetry meeting, then you will completely offend Prince Zhong, if you lose, you really want to give your life-saving gourd hands?"
Fan Baotong didn't dare to answer, and glanced at Jiang Zhong, Zhou Da also looked at Jiang Zhong at this time, and asked puzzledly: "Mr. Xiao Chen, I also heard that the prince of Chen Guo is only eight years old, are you really sure?"
Jiang Zhong said honestly: "No." ”
"Huh?" Zhou Da and Fan Changfeng both changed their faces: "Then you still want to gamble with Baotong's gourd?"
Jiang Zhong smiled: "I may not win the poetry club, but I can guarantee that I will not lose the gourd." ”
"What do you mean by that?"
"I asked that Changshi to bring the words to his family's descendants, 'Queqiao Poetry Club, see you or leave', that means I won't miss the contract, but it's not that I promised him the gambling contract, and even if I agreed to his gambling contract, I have never given the gourd, if I lose at that time, I will leave the Fan Mansion, why should the second young master hand over the gourd?"
"What if they force it?"
Jiang Zhong glanced at Fan Baotong with a smile and said: "The chief historian also said just now, the second young master is famous, they can force it, how can the second young master not give it, then Baotong only needs to push everything on my head, and I don't admit it." ”
Fan Changfeng didn't think so, shook his head and said, "It's not the right way, it's not the right way", Jiang Zhong arched his hand and said: "Everything depends on the old lady Fan and the second master, and I will leave first." ”
Fan Baotong hurriedly raised his head, wanting to call Jiang Zhong, glanced at his father, and said, "Father, I'll send Mr." ”
Fan Changfeng waved his hand, and when Fan Baotong walked to the door, he suddenly said: "Baotong, after sending Mr. Xiao Chen, go to the grandfather's room." ”
"Yes. ”
Fan Baotong went out to catch up with Jiang Zhong and said, "Why is Mr. in such a hurry, the play hasn't finished yet." ”
"After reading two paragraphs, I can already see the leopard in the tube, and the rest will leave some thoughts for Qixi Festival. ”
Fan Baotong nodded, and said, "Today's third sister's birthday, and there is a birthday banquet in the evening, why don't you go to the banquet and leave?"
Jiang Zhong smiled and said: "Baotong, you and I don't have to be polite, since I have agreed to the appointment of Prince Zhong's Mansion, I have to go back to prepare for it." ”
"Not at this time. ”
"Don't you hear 'grinding the gun in battle, if it doesn't shine, it's light', you go back, the master and the second master still have something to ask you." ”
Fan Baotong knew that he couldn't keep it, so he sighed helplessly and instructed the little guy: "Send Mr. back to the inn." ”
After Jiang Zhong left, Fan Baotong stayed for a while, turned around and walked towards the old lady's Lixiangyuan, and when he arrived at Lixiangyuan, he saw that his father and Zhou Da were both there, talking to his grandfather, Fan Baotong didn't dare to be as presumptuous as usual, and greeted him one by one.
"Father, Mr. Xiao Chen's literary demeanor is very good, but he is not very familiar with the world's feelings and etiquette, and today's matter, without any verification and planning, he agreed to the gambling contract of Prince Zhong's mansion, which is too rash. Fan Changfeng said respectfully.
Old lady Fan bowed slightly, and said: "Since Prince Zhong's Mansion has sent a long historian, it has naturally made all preparations, you have delayed it today, I don't know what means they will use tomorrow, and if you invite the secret decree of the Holy Lord, will you accept it or not? Mr. Xiao Chen's move is to cut through the mess quickly. ”
Fan Changfeng said: "Then you can't gamble with Baotong's gourd." ”
Old lady Fan asked, "What does Mr. Xiao Chen say?"
Thoughtful continued: "Mr. Xiao Chen said, I don't recognize it." ”
Fan Changfeng muttered: "This is a trick, not a house of etiquette." ”
Old lady Fan smiled and said, "Mr. Xiao Chen is very popular with me. ”
Fan Changfeng was surprised, thinking to himself where the Chen people were sacred, why the little Baotong and the old lady were so respectful of him, and called "Father......"
Old lady Fan glanced at him and said, "They have a hundred witnesses to prove that Baotong gambled on the gourd, you can buy one hundred and one witnesses to prove that there is no such gamble, in short, the gourd will not be given, and the method can be found at will." ”
Fan Changfeng was dumbfounded, and Old Lady Fan pointed at him and said, "You are too upright, and you are a little inflexible." ”
Fan Changfeng hurriedly got up and bowed: "My son is taught." ”
Old Lady Fan knew that her sons had already decided their temperaments and could not be transferred, so she shook her head lightly and said nothing, "Moreover, who knows that Xiao Chen will definitely lose to that Prince Chen?"
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That night, Fan Baotan, the third lady of Fan Fu's birthday party, had a lively atmosphere, but Jiang Zhong failed to practice big characters in the house as usual at the Penglai Inn, and then went to the roof to practice boxing, but was invited by the two new neighbors to visit the Luzhou Night Market.
The moonlit night was misty, the figure was wandering, a few people walked to the bank of the canal through the city, and saw the Hanoi painting boat slowing down, and the black canopy wandering, it was the people of Luzhou City who were enjoying the moon on a cruise, and the girl who called herself "Lin Xuan" stretched out her hand and pointed to the two bridges on the left and right, and said, "Do you know what the names of the two bridges are?"
Jiang Zhong shook his head.
"Bifuqiao. A smile of unknown meaning appeared on the girl's face, and she said: "The one on the left is built by the Fan Mansion of the Ling Dongjia, and the other on the right is built by the Mansion of Prince Zhong, the two bridges are next to each other, which one is more wealthy?"
When Jiang Zhong heard this, he knew the origin of these two bridges, which was naturally the product of the Fan Mansion and Prince Zhong's Mansion.
Jiang Zhong said: "In this way, there are two provinces fighting each other in Luzhou City, but it is a good thing, to the big picture, the two provinces are mutually contained, balanced with each other, and in a small way, their fight is convenient for the people in the city." ”
Lin Xuan glanced at Jiang Zhong and said, "Childe is not only first-class in poetry, but also has such brilliant opinions. ”
"It's over. ”
Saying that he continued to move forward, Lin Xuan asked again: "Is the prince ready to stay in the Fan Mansion for the rest of his life, enjoy the brocade clothes and food, glory and wealth, or do he want to gain fame and be loyal to the country?"
Jiang Zhong said: "I will participate in the big competition in the year after tomorrow." ”
Lin Xuan nodded and said, "With the talent of the son, why worry that he can't fly high in the future, and the title of the gold list?"
Jiang Zhong said: "What about Gongzi Lin?"
"Me?"
"Lin Gongzi is a talented person, and he talks extraordinary, how can he be a person who has lived under others for a long time?"
Lin Xuan smiled and said, "How about I go to Lu to take the exam with my son the year after tomorrow?"
"It couldn't be better. ”
After walking for a while, the three of them returned to the inn from the riverside, and when Jiang Zhong went to the roof, he found that Shen Lianfei's predecessor had left, stood for a moment, moved his right foot out, clenched his hands into fists, and Haoran's true qi emanated from the golden martial arts the size of a bird's egg, flowing all over his body.
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The "Qixi Festival" between Fan's Mansion and Prince Zhong's Mansion spread all over Luzhou City in the next day, and then spread among the students of the entire Liang Kingdom, who sighed that "the dispute between the two mansions is now a different opportunity".
July is coming in a blink of an eye, and the news of Prince Chen's arrival in Liang has been known to all ten countries, Luzhou City is in the first city, and the number of guards in the city has doubled.
In July, the city of Luzhou is full of virtuous people, talented and beautiful people gather, and the tourists in the city are weaving, and it is very lively.
On the second day of the first month, Fan Changkai, the eldest lord of Fan Mansion, entered the palace to ask for a decree, and said that in order to welcome the guests of Chen Guo, he would present a play at the Qixi Queqiao Poetry Meeting, and the name of the play was "Peony Pavilion", Emperor Liang Longyan Dayue, and it was immediately approved.
On the third day of the first month, Prince Zhong's Mansion requested a dance at the Queqiao Poetry Meeting, and Emperor Liang allowed it.
A few days later, other princes and ministers asked for a performance, and Emperor Liang approved it at his discretion, and the seventh day of the seventh month of July arrived so lively.
On the night of Qixi Festival, the canal bank of the Luzhou section of the city has already gathered crowds, whether it is an inn restaurant or a personal business, all the lanterns are hung by the riverside, like two fire dragons, meandering and stretching, Luzhou City is reflected in it, and the night market is like day.
Hanoi building boats, orderly and columned, beware of two splendid and magnificent building boats, one belongs to the richest man in the ten countries, the Fan Mansion, and the other is owned by the palace of Prince Liang Guozhong. Both buildings have set up stages on the ship, just waiting for the show to begin.
Suddenly, I heard someone shouting loudly: "Ling! Fan Mansion presents a show!"
Emperor Liang issued an edict to entitle the old lady Fan as the "Duke of Weiguo", and refused for the old lady Fan, and now the Fan mansion has no position and no lord, and should bear the brunt.
Just listen to the sound of a gong, and the end of "The Peony Pavilion" appears.