Peerless Pirates

On the Double Ninth Festival, Song Zheng went to the Jin Dynasty Envoy Garden, drank wine and looked at flowers with Yuan Haowen, and spent the whole day reading the full text of "Fat Boy Becomes an Immortal".

The next day, Yuan Haowen came to Ziqiyuan and wanted to continue discussing poetry and poetry with Song Zheng, but he received a summons from the Prince's Mansion. Lang Bochuan asked Song Zheng to visit Wuhou Temple with him tomorrow, and Yuan Haowen was also invited. Song Zheng and Yuan Haowen naturally responded and agreed.

After seeing off the eunuch who had summoned him, Yuan Haowen said with a smile, "The prince of Shu felt that he couldn't bear to let Liang Yiyue make such a fuss last night. It's because you, Mr. Song, have a great reputation. I have been in Chengdu for several months and have never been invited by the prince. I have never heard of any envoy having such an honor. Today, Mr. Yuan has benefited from you."

Song Zheng shook his head and said, "This is not a matter of face. Why didn't Brother Yu visit the thatched cottage three times? Kong Ming was living in a high position in Longzhong at that time. Liu Bei didn't see him during the first two times he came, and he didn't meet until the third time. Do you know why?"

"Is Xiaolang comparing himself to Wuhou?" Yuan Haowen said with a smile. He and Song Zheng got to know each other well, and they also called him "Xiaolang".

"How dare you kid? I just want to argue with Yuzhi."

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

Song Zheng laughed and said, "That's not wrong. Let me give you another example. In the past, Zhang Liang, the marquis of Liu, met the old man Huangshi. Huangshi humiliated him and then taught him "Tai Gong's Art of War." Brother Yu, he visited the thatched cottage three times and received the book from Zhang Liang. Is there anything in common? Where is it?"

Yuan Haowen thought for a while and said with a smile, "Talents should not be acquired lightly, and military tactics should not be passed down lightly. The principle is the same."

Song Zheng nodded and whispered, "Some people, the more you respect them, the less they will look down on you. On the contrary, if you are a little more arrogant, they will respect you instead. If Zhuge Liang easily attached himself to Liu Bei, Liu Bei would still value you so much. Him? In the same way, if Old Man Huangshi directly gave Zhang Liang the book of war, would Zhang Liang still study it seriously?"

Yuan Haowen chuckled and said, "You mean, some people are just mean..." At this point, Yuan Haowen hurriedly covered his mouth.

Song Zheng pointed at him, "This is what you said."

Yuan Haowen quickly bowed and said, "I'll forgive you, young man." This made Song Zheng laugh.

On September 11th, Yuan Haowen arrived at Ziqiyuan first. After chatting for a few words, Zhang Chong came in to report that the prince drove directly to the door. Lang Boyan actually came to pick up Song Zheng in person. Yuan Haowen was extremely envious. This was so dignified. Song Zheng didn't care about the prince of Shu. He didn't stand up to greet Lang Bochuan until he entered Ziqi Garden.

Yuan Haowen curled his lips secretly. Yuan Haowen also heard about what happened to Song Zheng on his way west. Of the two Lang brothers, Lang Boyan was conquered by Song Zheng's force, while Lang Bochuan was impressed by Song Zheng's wit and wisdom. Talent.

It doesn't matter if a person is aloof and arrogant. First of all, he must have real ability and it depends on the person he is facing. During the Three Kingdoms period, Song Zheng's Shandong fellow Mi Heng was talented enough? It's a pity that Cao Cao didn't accept that trick. Mi Heng still didn't realize it and ran away. When he went to Jiangxia Governor Huang Zu to put on airs, he was immediately slapped by Huang Zu.

"Mr. Song!" Lang Bochuan smiled happily when he saw Song Zheng. Just as Song Zheng was about to salute, he was grabbed by Lang Bochuan's hand, "Sir's words, the more I think about them, the more flavorful they become. When I chant them repeatedly, I feel like my horizons have been broadened and my ambitions are soaring." .”

"I am reciting casually, and my literary talent is poor. How can I be praised by His Highness?"

"It's just by reciting casually that you can get the wonderful sentences. Don't you hear that 'hibiscus comes out of clear water, and it is natural to carve ornaments'?" Lang Bochuan laughed, "Come on, sir, you have been in Chengdu for a few days and haven't had time to visit yet. Today is the day for Xiao Wang When I have time, I will accompany you to visit the Wuhou Temple."

"Thank you, Your Highness. Your Highness does not give up. Just call him "Little Lang". His Highness's talent as the number one scholar, Mr. Yu, wouldn't it be a shame?" Song Zheng had a good impression of Lang Bochuan. This man has some real temperament and talent. Gao, and attaching importance to friendship, Song Zheng also developed a close heart.

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

Song Zheng was about to refuse, but Lang Bochuan made a gesture to him and continued in a low voice, "I always get upset when I hear people call you Your Highness."

Song Zheng couldn't laugh or cry. He didn't expect that Lang Bochuan, who was nearly thirty years old, had such a joking side. It seemed that his final response last night was quite popular with the prince of Shu, and he felt that he had found a fellow traveler.

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

"Your Highness, why don't you meet Your Highness today?" Song Zheng asked pretending to be casual in the car.

But Lang Bochuan shook his index finger at Song Zheng, and Song Zheng laughed dumbly, "Brother Bochuan, why don't you see His Highness?"

Lang Bochuan then replied, "My second brother has not been back to Chengdu for a long time. Many people want to visit me. My father also misses my second brother. The day before yesterday, my second brother and I went to Qingcheng Mountain to see my father. I came back yesterday. My second brother said that I wanted to spend more time with my father." Emperor, so I stayed there."

"His Second Highness stayed in Qingcheng Mountain?"

"Yes, my father has not seen my second brother for a long time, so naturally he wants to talk about it." Lang Bochuan said nonchalantly, "Yesterday, I told my father about the banquet at the house, and my second brother also praised Xiao Lang. Father. He also said that Xiao Lang is a wonderful man. It seems that my father also likes Xiao Lang!"

Song Zheng laughed and said, "Your Majesty is in Qingcheng Mountain, bathing in the fairy wind and dining on the fairy dew. He is truly a god among immortals. Unfortunately, Mr. Song has a bad relationship and cannot pay a visit."

Lang Bochuan smiled and said, "Young man Yunwen Yunwu, and I heard that your drinking capacity is amazing, everyone in the Shu Kingdom calls you the 'Three Wonders' and they will make the skeleton king reborn in the ancient tomb. In my opinion, you are the banished immortal."

"Brother Lang, I'm so complimentary. I'm just an ordinary person. I have all seven emotions and six desires. How can I be an immortal? Living in the world, but this false reputation is the most tiring."

"That's it. Some things have to be done and done well." Lang Bochuan said with deep sympathy, "If possible, I would like to follow the sage's words and float on the sea on a boat to find the fairy mountains overseas."

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

"Mencius said, 'If you are poor, you will be good at yourself; if you are great, you will be good for the world.' Your Highness was born to be a great person, and he took it as his mission to be good at all. As for Song, he was deeply blessed by the Holy Spirit. Even if the road to Shu was difficult to reach the sky, he would not dare to leave. .This is called 'The world is full of turmoil. As soon as I enter the public life, the years rush me. The emperor's hegemony is talked and laughed, and life is a drunken experience.'"

When Lang Bochuan heard this, his expression dimmed at first, he raised his head and glanced at Xiao Lang, and suddenly smiled and said, "Listening to these verses of yours, I thought you were at least forty or fifty years old and had gone through hardships? Look at you, you don't look like a seventeen-year-old. What did the young man say? However, the last two sentences are well said. In the chat and laughter of the emperor, he was so drunk that he couldn't bear the intoxication of life. It is quite the beauty of Wang Han's "Liangzhou Song"."

"Don't you laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield? How many people have fought in ancient times?" Song Zheng said with a smile, "Don't spread the conversation with Brother Bochuan today. People will laugh at you?"

"You are laughing so hard that your teeth are falling off?" Lang Bochuan laughed and said, "Xiao Lang's words are even better. How can you laugh your teeth off?"

As the only ancestral temple in Chinese history where monarchs and ministers jointly worshiped, the Wuhou Temple's eternal legend has made countless literati admire it, but it was also lamented that it failed to prosper the Han Dynasty.

As we approached Wuhou Temple, there were more and more people. The sergeant in front of us who was the guard kept shouting to the people on both sides to disperse.

Song Zheng's ears were sensitive and he heard many people talking outside:

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

"You must take a look today. What kind of person is this Song Xiaolang? He is actually called the Three Greatest Talents?"

"Do these envoys think that there is no one in Shu? They dare to be called 'Wandering on the Peak of Emei'!"

…

Song Zheng opened the corner of the car curtain and looked out. He was immediately startled. He saw that both sides of the road were filled with scholars and officials wearing futou. Most of them were young people. There were also many wealthy women whose cars gave way to the road. Next to the car, there was a maid standing bowed beside the car.

Lang Bochuan also heard the commotion and looked over, "Why are there so many people?"

Song Zheng frowned slightly. Although it was not a secret for the prince to travel, it was obviously unusual for so many people to take notice. When he passed by Wuhou Temple the day before yesterday, he had never seen so many people.

"Brother Bochuan, you asked me and Brother Yu to visit Wuhou Temple together. Does anyone know about this?"

"Before I went to Qingcheng Mountain the morning before yesterday, I told my servants to prepare well. When I came back from Qingcheng Mountain, I would invite the young man to visit Wuhou Temple, and then go back to my house for a drink. Maybe my servants didn't know the importance and spread the news."

Two days and two nights were indeed enough time to spread the news throughout Chengdu. However, Song Zheng believed that if there was no one to add fuel to the fire, there would not be so many people gathering here.

Seeing Song Zheng's serious face, Lang Boyan smiled and said, "I have never seen so many people watching when I went on trips in the past. Today, I have benefited from your glory. Everyone is vying to see the 'Three Jue Young Masters'!"

Song Zheng felt something was wrong and wanted to go back. However, Lang Bochuan was in high spirits and laughed, "I used to watch Killing Wei Jie, but today it's the same crowd. However, it's not easy to watch Killing Xiao Lang. Song Zheng knows how to do it." Martial."

As he spoke, Lang Boyan squeezed Song Zheng's shoulder. Song Zheng shivered and got goosebumps all over his body. Lang Bochuan couldn't stop laughing.

Because there were too many people, the driver had to stop a hundred feet away from Wuhou Temple, and the person in charge of the guard had to come up and report. Lang Bochuan laughed heartily, "Young man, do you dare to go down and take a walk?"

"I'm not afraid of others seeing it, but Your Highness still needs to be more careful. I think it's better to go back here."

Lang Bochuan said with a smile, "Xiao Lang walked away that night with great courage. Why are he so cautious today? Could it be that my eyes, a commoner in Shu country, can eat people?"

After saying this, Song Zheng couldn't go back, so he had to straighten his clothes and prepare the car.

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

"The number one prince! The number one prince!" cheers rang out from the crowd. It seems that Lang Bochuan is still very popular in Chengdu.

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

Who has the brains to do it? The difference can be seen from the age. Yuan Haowen is twenty-six or seven years old, and he is a descendant of the Tuoba people. Although he has a good appearance, he is quite different from Song Zheng after all. After these people shouted, Everyone knew that the person next to the prince was Song Zheng. They all looked at Song Zheng, and some bolder ones shouted in the crowd. Some people also whistled, and the scene was quite chaotic for a while.

Lang Bochuan seemed to really want to see Song Zheng's embarrassment, but unfortunately Song Zheng changed his face very quickly. The moment he walked out of the carriage, he had already taken a deep breath, raised the corners of his mouth, and put on a faint smile. He made Qi, Don't let your guard down at this time.

Seeing that Song Zheng was calm and composed, Lang Bochuan nodded secretly, then greeted Yuan Hao who was following from behind and asked, "Xiao Lang, Brother Yuan, let's go."

Song Zheng and Yuan Haowen made gestures together, "Your Highness, please!"

Fifty guards formed a small circle and escorted the three people towards the entrance of Wuhou Temple. At this moment, there was a sudden panic in front of them, and several Confucian scholars blocked the front.