Peerless Pirates

"Who is making noise in front of you?" Lang Bochuan shouted. The latest chapter of The Rebirth of a Billionaire.

In fact, Lang Bochuan had already seen the appearance of the three people clearly, and was secretly shocked, why are these three people here? Song Zheng may not be able to pass this test.

There are many madmen in Sichuan, and the Lao Lang family is quite generous to scribes, which makes scribes like to talk loudly and write brilliantly. Whether speaking or writing, they always pursue clever words and surprising words.

Especially Lang Bochuan, who has the reputation of being the number one prince and has frequent friendships with literati, which makes many talented and famous people like to use airs and tricks to win the attention of the prince. Of course, Lang Bochuan himself is very talented, and even those who are not extremely talented will not dare to do so.

Show off.

However, these three people in front of me are the ones who dare to show off in front of Lang Bochuan. The middle one is nearly fifty years old, with a black beard and black face, and a slightly rickety body. He is a scholar from the Hanlin Academy of Shu, who is enshrined in Guo Jingzhai. This man is a Su Confucian. His reputation in Chengdu is

Similar to Song Jue in Jiangning.

The one on the left is thirty-four or five years old, and is currently the head of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, Tang Zhengsu. This person has the same qualifications as Xue Qimeng, but he also suffered some crazy losses from Xue Qimeng, so he got the second place. Therefore, he is ranked first than Xue Qimeng.

The one on the right, who is about 20 years old, is a child of the royal clan, named Lang Ruoming, who is one generation older than Lang Bochuan. Because Lang Ruoming was a member of the clan, he was not able to participate in the imperial examination, but his talent was praised by the people of Shu.

When Lang Bochuan was talking to Song Zheng, he once mentioned this person. Although he didn't admire him very much, he didn't despise him either.

None of these three people wore official uniforms, just dressed as ordinary Confucian scholars. This is also a strange phenomenon. Officials in Shu are generally extravagant and do not tire of fine food and fine meat. However, some people who think they are talented like to dress like ordinary Confucian scholars.

It means "conquering people with virtue". If you wear official clothes, you will look guilty.

Song Zheng glanced at it, then raised the corner of his mouth, put his hands behind his back, and watched with cold eyes how Lang Bochuan dealt with it.

At this time, the eldest Guo Jingzhai shouted loudly, "Old minister Guo Jingzhai bows to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" After that, he knelt down with Tang Zhengsu and Lang Ruoming. Of course, the etiquette that should be observed must still be observed.

Lang Bochuan quickly ordered the sergeant to get out of the way and let the three people in.

Guo Jingzhai was short in stature and had a weak waist, but at this moment he tried his best to raise his head and chest, and walked towards this side with great pride. Lang Ruoming and Tang Zhengsu followed behind, also looking proud.

Song Zheng turned to Yuan Haowen's ear and whispered, "Does it look like an old rooster going shopping with two cubs?"

Yuan Haowen chuckled, turned away quickly, covered it with his hand, and rubbed his stomach desperately with the other hand. Lang Bochuan didn't know what was going on, so he looked at Yuan Haowen curiously, and then at Song Zheng.

But he saw that Song Zheng had already returned his indifferent expression.

Guo Jingzhai and the others came forward and saluted Lang Bochuan together. Song Zheng was right behind Lang Bochuan, and according to etiquette, he should step aside. However, Song Zheng did not move at all, as if Guo Jingzhai and the others were also saluting him, which naturally annoyed the three of them.

Dissatisfied, Lang Ruoming gave Song Zheng a hard look.

Lang Bochuan saluted Guo Jingzhai and said, "Sir, why are you here?" The reason for saying sir was because Lang Bochuan had studied under Guo Jingzhai.

Guo Jingzhai turned his body sideways to show that he was half-rewarded, and then he said, "I heard that an envoy from Chengdu, named 'Sanjue Gongzi', claimed that he could only step into Emei. So I came to see him.

What kind of person dares to say such big things!"

Lang Bochuan was startled, glanced at Song Zheng again, and said, "Is this happening? Is it just spreading rumors?"

Lang Ruoming interjected, "This person claims to be Luan Feng from the East, and treats all living beings in Bashu as grasshoppers. He is so arrogant, and dares to laugh at me as there is no one in Shu?"

Lang Bochuan was stunned. He had already listened to Xue Qimeng's detailed account of the Jiangtou duel between Song Zheng and Xue Qimeng, so he naturally knew the ins and outs. He didn't expect that the matter would spread like this. Seeing that the three people's expressions were not kind, Lang Bochuan hurriedly said, "I'm afraid you may have misunderstood what passers-by said. That day..."

"Your Highness the Prince, we are not good at martial arts, and our ability to drink is average. We have only studied for a few years. I hope that Your Highness the Prince will allow us to meet this envoy of the Three Masters, so that we can have a look at his style." Tang Zhengsu also said. Speak out.

Song Zheng glanced at him. Lang Bochuan was too arrogant and accustomed to these guys with high eyesight. He was interrupted repeatedly by him, but he didn't get angry. Instead, he had a look of helplessness on his face. What a joke.

"Can't hide, get up!" Yuan Haowen poked Song Zheng beside him.

"Oh, bad luck! When you go out to play, you will encounter so many mad dogs, biting them indiscriminately." Song Zheng lowered his voice, but Lang Ruo's ears rang, and his blood suddenly surged. He shouted loudly, "Who is barking there?"

Song Zheng turned his head and ignored it.

Lang Ruoming was annoyed, his face turned redder, and he looked at Song Zheng with eyes like fire. Guo Jingzhai and Tang Zhengsu didn't understand what was going on, and cast questioning glances at Lang Ruoming. Lang Ruoming was not willing to say anything, but just bit his lips and glared. .

Lang Bochuan also heard Song Zheng's words clearly, but frowned and coughed slightly, then he waved Song Zheng with his hand and introduced to Guo Jingzhai and the others, "This person is Qi's envoy Song Zheng, Song Da. Call Song Xiaolang."

Song Zheng walked forward with a smile and cupped his hands, "Song Zheng has met three great sages."

Lang Bochuan pointed at the three people and introduced them to Song Zheng one by one, and Song Zheng saluted them one by one, very politely. Guo Jingzhai just stroked his beard with his hands, while Lang Ruoming hummed slightly. Only Tang Zhengsu returned the salute, but his expression was extremely severe.

Song Zheng didn't take it seriously, and turned to Lang Bochuan with a bitter smile and said, "Your Highness, I heard that Shu people are the most polite. Along the way, from Xue Qimeng, Brother Xue, His Highness the Second Highness, to the time when I met the Crown Prince, I couldn't be more of a gentle gentleman. These three people in front of me Gao Xian made Song confused and crazy intelligent."

"You are so arrogant, do you dare to laugh at me for being rude?" Guo Jingzhai said disdainfully.

"If you are angry, old gentleman, you can scream at the sun in the sky, not at the people below." Song Zheng straightened his face and pointed at the sun in the sky. Naturally, he could no longer smile after being scolded in person.

Guo Jingzhai subconsciously glanced at Song Zheng's fingers. The bright sunlight made him quickly cover his eyes with his hands, and then he realized that there was an idiom called "Sichuan dog barking at the sun" - which was calling him a dog!

He lost for a while, and Guo Jingzhai almost lost his temper. Lang Ruoming's face turned the color of pig liver. If Lang Bochuan hadn't been by his side, he would have pounced on Song Zheng for a duel. Of course, if he really pounced on Song Zheng, Song Zheng would His feet would prevent him from getting up.

"Okay, okay, you have also seen Qi, what else can you do?" Lang Bochuan's face also darkened. What was originally a very happy day was ruined by the three people in front of him.

Tang Zhengsu cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, the reason we are here this time is to ask Mr. Song for some advice."

"How to ask for advice?"

"Mr. Guo talks about Confucianism, Brother Lang writes antiphons, and he likes poetry because of his humble position. Since Mr. Song is the number one scholar in the Qi Dynasty, he must be able to do all these with ease?"

"This..." Lang Bochuan hesitated. As a landlord with three enemies, this was obviously unfair to Song Zheng, but Tang Zhengsu blocked him with words. Just when Lang Bochuan was thinking about how to respond, Yuan Haowen couldn't stand it anymore.

"It's really funny. I saw it today. Three guys who are a hundred years old in total are asking for advice from a seventeen-year-old junior student. This is the strangest thing that has happened to me since I entered Sichuan." Yuan Haowen has been watching the fun. , now seeing that the other party is so shameless, I can't help but make sarcastic remarks.

"Who are you?" Guo Jingzhai snorted coldly.

"Yuan Haowen, the envoy of Daijin."

"Do Jin people also understand poetry?"

"I have only studied for a few years. Although I am mediocre, I am fortunate to have self-awareness."

"You..." Guo Jingzhai, who had just recovered his breath, was so angry that his eyebrows jumped again.

Song Zheng patted Yuan Haowen on the shoulder and said to Lang Bochuan, "How lucky is Song that he is valued so highly by three eminent sages. In this case, Song went crazy as a teenager and went to the Wuhou Temple to meet the princes. Let’s discuss it. I also hope that the prince can bear witness.”

"Brother Song, you..." Yuan Haowen was surprised. He knew that Song Zheng was very talented, but the three opponents were obviously not good at each other, and they all had special skills. With one against three, Song Zheng had little chance of winning.

"That's fine!" Lang Bochuan also felt that this was the only way to resolve today's situation. In any case, there were not so many people watching in the ancestral hall, and he had room for maneuver.

Although Guo Jingzhai and the others are not happy, as Yuan Haowen said, it is indeed not that honorable for the three of them to be a hundred years old together but have to deal with a seventeen-year-old junior.

The three of them looked at each other and nodded in unison.

Lang Bochuan immediately ordered people to move to Wuhou Temple, and ordered the temple priests to prepare futons and tea. The guards guarded the door strictly to block the outside crowd.

After a while, everything was ready. After everyone offered incense to the statue of Kong Ming, they sat down. Lang Bochuan sat in the middle, with Song Zheng and Yuan Haowen on one side, and Guo Jingzhai on the other.

At this time, five to six hundred Confucian scholars gathered outside the ancestral hall. They stretched their necks one by one to see what was going on, but they saw fifty guards of the Prince's Palace standing at the door with their swords unsheathed and murderous. No one dared to trespass, but Hold your breath and wait for the results inside.

Lang Bochuan coughed slightly, "Since I am the witness, and for the sake of fairness, I will propose the topic. Do you have any objections?"

Everyone replied in unison, "No!"

"Okay then, between the three of you, which one comes first?"

The three of them looked at each other, and Lang Ruoming said, "I can't help but ask the envoy Qi for advice first."

Song Zheng didn't care, "Please ask His Highness the Crown Prince to propose a question. However, before that, I have a request."

"Xiao Lang, please speak."

"There are many scholars outside. I suggest that the prince choose five people to be the judges. Whether it is a couplet or a poem, every time it is written, brother Yu should copy it down and pass it out to the outside world. Do not indicate who the author is. , these judges will determine the merits.”

Song Zheng's tone was calm, neither happy nor sad. But Lang Bochuan was surprised. Song Zheng was going to confront someone head-on. Now he didn't even have any room for maneuver.

Lang Ruoming and the other three were overjoyed. Although they were quite conceited about their talents, they were also worried that the prince would take advantage of the Da Qi envoy and forcibly judge the result. Now that it's better, the Qi envoy who doesn't know whether to live or die took the initiative to ask for a fair ruling. Then What else do they have to say.

Since Song Zheng took the initiative, Lang Bochuan didn't know what to say. He took a deep breath and began to make arrangements. Yuan Haowen placed several cases, pens, inks, paper and inkstones in front of him, and asked Guo Jingzhai to pick out a few well-educated people. Stand at the front of the door.

Since the title was written by Lang Bochuan and Yuan Haowen copied it in full view of the public, it couldn't be more fair.

After making tea, everything was ready, and Lang Bochuan began to write the topic. He glanced around the ancestral hall and said, "Xiao Lang, Ruoming, since you are all in the Wuhou Temple, you can each use Zhuge Wuhou as the topic. , each make a pair. Then each of them comes up with a previous sentence, and please answer each other’s next sentence. I believe that after three pairs of couplets, you will be able to distinguish the good from the bad."

"Okay!" Lang Ruoming shouted loudly. He had been to Wuhou Temple many times, so he naturally had a lot of experience, so he immediately chanted a couplet.