"What, Sir Xiahou wants me to attend his banquet?" On this day, Wei Tong suddenly came to tell Song Xin the news. When he invited Wei Tong, he specifically mentioned Song Xin.
Wei Tong smiled and said, "The Prime Minister praised you a lot that day. Later, General Yuan Rang's son also mentioned you, and he wanted to take this opportunity to meet you."
Song Xin never expected that Xiahou Dun would invite him to the banquet.
"Brother, this news is rushed, and I didn't prepare a gift..."
Wei Tongtong: "Your sister-in-law has prepared one for you. When you arrive at the gate of Xiahou Mansion, as long as you tell your name, they will not stop you."
Song Xin agreed, feeling that this was a rare opportunity to see the world. The level of this kind of gathering is almost equivalent to a state banquet. This is something Song Xin never dared to think about in the past.
When the day came, Song Xin took a bath and changed clothes solemnly, and set off for Xiahou Mansion. Halfway through the road, a carriage suddenly drove up behind him. When he saw Song Xin in front of him, the driver showed no intention of slowing down and shouted loudly: "Get out of the way quickly and let my family drive by first!"
Song Xin turned around and saw a gorgeous carriage pulled by two horses. This kind of carriage was quite common among the dignitaries at this time. It was usually used to show their status. In ancient times, scholar-bureaucrats often used single or double horses. Horses, the Duke has four horses, and the Emperor has eight white horses.
Song Xin saw that the feather top of the car, which symbolized status, was three feet high. Under the umbrella, two people were sitting, a middle-aged man with a fat figure and a shiny mustache. Next to him was a young man with a soft and sparse beard on his lips. At first glance, they were father and son. They were expressing their disgust. eyes staring at himself.
Song Xin asked the horse to move closer to the roadside and get out of the way.
When the coachman passed by in his carriage, he even cursed: "You don't know the rules."
Song Xin was stunned: "Hey, I gave you way and you still cursed me?"
However, Anche had already gone far, heading in the direction of Xiahou Mansion, and obviously going to the banquet. Maybe we can meet again soon.
When we arrived at the gate of Xiahou Mansion, there were already many people's carriages and horses, and it was obvious that the guests who had arrived early had already entered. Song Xin also saw the stable car just now, and a servant from the Xiahou Mansion came over to help them lead the horse and tie it up. The person who greeted him at the door was known to Song Xin. He was Xiahou Dun's eldest son, Xiahou Chong.
"Brother Song, please come in quickly." Xia Houchong saw Song Xin and said enthusiastically.
"May I ask Brother Xiahou, is Master Ziming here?"
Xia Houchong thought for a while, "Well, he hasn't arrived yet. Brother Song can go to the courtyard to drink tea first."
After Song Xin returned the gift, he was led into the courtyard by the servants of the mansion. Song Xin came in and saw many people here, some he knew, but many others he didn't. But at this time, the guests were all chatting together in twos and threes, so Song Xin found a secluded place to sit and wait.
His eyes glanced inadvertently and discovered the father and son just now.
Not knowing whether they noticed Song Xin's gaze, they also looked over. The two of them were a little surprised at first. They didn't expect that the boy who blocked the way just now was also here for the banquet.
The middle-aged man quietly inquired with the people around him. Suddenly his face changed, his eyes were filled with hostility, and he snorted coldly at Song Xin.
His son also had an angry look in his eyes and glared fiercely at Song Xin. It was as if Song Xin had taken away his most precious thing.
"I'm afraid the father and son are sick. They look like enemies to me." Song Xin was about to say hello when he saw the other party's eyes were not kind and gave up the idea of saluting. I don't know what's going on. I have never seen this father and son before, and I suddenly feel confused.
At this time, someone patted Song Xin on the shoulder from behind. He turned around and saw that it was Xun Yun.
Song Xin quickly stood up and saluted and said, "Mr.
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"It's okay." Xun Yun sat down next to Song Xin and asked in a low voice, "Have you offended Wei Xi?"
"Who is Wei Xi?" Song Xin was stunned. He had never even heard of this person.
"He's the one glaring at you."
Song Xin then looked at the father and son again and said, "I have never met him, let alone offended him. I don't know why he is staring at me like this."
Xun Yun said: "This man was recommended by Shang Shu Pu She Zhong Yao. He is very famous in Yecheng and has excellent eloquence. Although I don't know why he looks at you like that, Brother Song, you'd better be careful."
"Well, thank you Brother Xun for reminding me."
After Xun Yun finished speaking, he left to talk to other guests.
At this time, several more people walked in outside the door, one of them was Zhou Wenzhi and his uncle, Shangshu Liu Xian. Wei Xi and his son saw Liu Xian and quickly went over to greet him with smiles on their faces. However, Song Xin still noticed their unkind looks when they were talking.
Zhou Wenzhi bowed slightly and greeted Song Xin. At this time, Liu Mi also walked in with several people, one of whom was his father, Bohai Prime Minister Liu Zhao. They seemed to be very familiar with Wei Xi.
At the end of the crowd was a young man with a proud look, but Song Xin didn't know who he was. He was somewhat similar to Zheng Yue. I don't know why, but Zheng Yue, who often followed Liu Mi'an around, didn't come today.
But as long as they don't cause trouble for him, Song Xin will be happy in peace and quiet.
At this time, the great musician Sun Ying came in from outside, followed by more than a dozen beautiful singers, including Feipeng and Snu. As soon as the little girl Fei Peng came in, her eyes began to search the crowd. When he met Song Xin's eyes, he suddenly smiled.
She pointed at the master in front of her, deliberately stroking her beard and making a face at Song Xin. Song Xin was also amused by her. The beauty of Fei Peng and Si Nu attracted the attention of all the young masters.
Xiaoyu joked: "Look, this little girl is still looking for you."
I saw Sun Ying arranging the musicians to sit on one side of the corridor, quietly waiting for Xiahou Dun's order to start the banquet. Fei Peng didn't dare to leave his master's side, but kept his eyes on Song Xin.
Many young masters also noticed it, and they all looked towards Song Xin. Those who knew Song Xin whispered a few words to the people around them.
Xiaoyu joked: "Hey, Song Xin, look at them, they all regard you as their enemy now."
Song Xin chuckled and said, "Well, let's just say enemies are enemies. I don't want to lose a piece of meat."
After saying that, he stood up and walked to Sun Ying, bowed and said: "Master Sun, Song Xin is polite."
This move naturally attracted many people. The guests at the banquet were all noble people. No one thought that they would salute a musician. How unbecoming it was. There was some discussion immediately, and many young masters looked at Song Xin with even greater contempt in their eyes.
"Mr. Song, you're welcome." Sun Ying stood up in fear and returned the courtesy, still a little bit unconscious.
Song Xin said, "Sir, you are a great talent. You deserve a courtesy." After saying this, he winked at Feipeng.
Fei Peng blushed, but still met Song Xin's gaze, as if he was being sucked.
At this time, a person behind him asked: "Is this Song Xin? Why are you so close to several singers? Could it be that you have taken a fancy to them and want to take them back?"
Amid a burst of laughter, Song Xin looked back and saw a young man with an arrogant expression, somewhat similar to Zheng Yue from Beihai.
"Haha, who does he think he is? I heard he's just a commoner." Liu Mi cheered in the crowd.
"This person is here to cause trouble, so be careful." Xiaoyu reminded.
"Well, I can handle it." Song Xin replied secretly.
"Young master, don't offend them because of me." Sun Ying was a little worried
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Xin, whispered quietly behind Song Xin.
When the young man saw that Song Xin didn't answer, he thought he was afraid, so he became even more proud. He tilted his head and looked at Song Xin with a scrutinizing gaze and asked, "I heard that Mr. Song is a talented poet. He even shined during the Dragon Boat Festival Poetry Competition. ?”
"Oh, that's right. I heard that the musicians were even asked to sing and the cards were copied!"
The young man continued: "I heard that this poem was not written by Brother Song, but by Mr. Cao? I have always been puzzled. I hope you can clear up my confusion."
"Whether it is mine or not, the poetry meeting that day has been decided. Many people here have participated. Don't you believe what Mr. Zhong Yao and Mr. Cao said?" Song Xin said with a smile.
"Of course I believe their words, but I don't believe the words of people who are seeking fame and reputation." Song Xin glanced at Liu Xian and Wei Xi's group of people from the corner of his eye, and saw that they were watching the excitement with great interest. It was immediately clear that they were just trying to trick this silly boy to embarrass themselves. It seemed that this boy's father was not here today, otherwise he would not have allowed his son to do such a stupid thing.
Feipeng's pretty face turned pale. This person insulted Song Xin, and she felt like he was insulting herself. The singer Snu next to her saw her color and hurriedly blocked her with his body, fearing that she would be seen.
Song Xin asked calmly: "I haven't asked for your name yet."
"You don't recognize me? I am Zheng Ping. Do you recognize my brother Zheng Yue?"
"I recognize him, but I'm not familiar with him." After Song Xin finished speaking, he turned his head to the side indifferently.
Zheng Ping's expression changed. Song Xin's attitude towards him made him slightly angry: "You are from a commoner background. When I saw you today, you turned out to be a vulgar person who doesn't know etiquette. Why didn't you be polite when you saw me?"
"Why should I salute you?"
As soon as he said this, he naturally attracted a lot of attention, thinking that Song Xin was really arrogant.
"I am of a nobler birth than you! My father is from the Zheng family in Beihai..."
"If your background is not as good as yours, you must salute. Then among today's guests, there are many who are of higher birth than Mr. Zheng. I advise you not to waste time with a vulgar person like me. How about you go and salute them one by one? What if something happens? The young master is not very polite and is regarded as a vulgar person. I am afraid that the family tradition of your Beihai Zheng family will be insulted."
The young people watching the excitement all laughed, and Zheng Ping's face turned red and white. When it comes to bickering, Song Xin hasn't taken Zheng Ping seriously yet.
At this time, Feipeng couldn't hold back and smiled, but by chance, Zheng Ping heard it. After a quarrel with Song Xin, this despicable singer still dared to laugh. It's okay to be laughed at by the young men, but a singer dares to laugh at herself! His face turned pale, he pointed at Feipeng and cursed:
"You despicable singer, how dare you laugh at me!?"
After saying that, he made a swipe sound, pulled out the sword from his waist, and looked at Fei Peng coldly. Sun Ying saw something was wrong and immediately came up to apologize.
Unexpectedly, Zheng Ping slapped Sun Ying in the face with his backhand, "Get out of here, you humble dog. You can write a few poems and sing a few songs. Do you think you can betray my face?!"
Sun Ying grimaced, "Mr. Zheng, Fei Peng is young and ignorant. I hope you don't want to be the same as her."
Zheng Ping looked at Fei Peng, who was shivering, and sneered: "This singer is quite pretty, no wonder she has attracted the attention of this vulgar boy."
Song Xin walked forward with a smile: "Hey, Mr. Zheng, don't be so angry. This is the home of the Marquis of Gao'an Township. If you use your sword here, aren't you afraid of offending the master?"
Zheng Ping glared at Song Xin and said, "Who do you think you are? Get out of my way." After saying that, he raised his sword and stabbed Song Xin in the chest.
The guests were all frightened and stabbed the guests with swords at Xiahou Dun's house. This silly boy was really a fool.
But at this time, Wei Xi and Liu Xian had no intention of stopping him. Instead, he watched the excitement with interest.
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