"You drive the carriage and follow me slowly. I want to have a walk and talk with Yang Langjun."
Yang Qing originally wanted to leave when he saw that Mr. Qin didn't speak on the way out of the mansion, but now that he saw Duke Qin giving such orders to his servants, he had no choice but to follow him on the street.
My residence is right next to me. I want to go back to sleep. What is this old man doing? Why don't he rest so late? Forget it, just take a walk after dinner.
"Who is Yang Langjun from?"
"I am from Jiangzhou, Ba County. This time I came to Chengdu for a study tour." Yang Qing replied sternly. Didn't Madam Xiahou introduce this old man before the birthday banquet? Were you serious at that time? Are you listening to us?
"I see." Qin Gong continued: "I don't know what the nickname of Lang Jun is. You and I can be recognized, but it is inconvenient to call me Lang Jun."
"Mr. Qin, please tell me this."
"Okay, Mingzhi doesn't know my name yet, right?"
Yang Qing really didn't know that everyone called the old man Qin Gong or Mr. Qin. Even Xia Houyue did not clarify his identity when he introduced him.
"You haven't asked for advice yet?" Yang Qing said respectfully.
Duke Qin stopped and turned to look at Yang Qing: "My surname is Qin Mi, and my courtesy name is Zichi. I am from Mianzhu, Guanghan."
"It turns out to be Mr. Zichi." Yang Qing saw Mr. Qin formally introducing himself, and then bowed formally and saluted.
This old man was an old friend of Mrs. Xiahou's father. His father conquered him when he was the governor of Guanghan County. It turned out that he was a native of Guanghan.
Yang Qing thought about the relationship between the Xiahou family and Mr. Qin, and suddenly realized it. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something again.
Wait a minute, Duke Qin just said what his name was. It seemed to be Qin Mi. Could it be that Qin Mi? That Qin Mi seemed to have a prefix or something.
"Mr. Zichi, may I ask if you are the Duke of Qin who was recruited to Yizhou to engage in wine worship when the late emperor first established Shuzhong?" Yang Qing asked.
"Yes, I did engage in wine worship in Yizhou during the late emperor's reign." Qin Mi said lightly.
It turned out that it was really him. When Yang Qing watched The Romance of the Three Kingdoms, he was particularly impressed by a scene. At the banquet hosted by Zhuge Liang for Zhang Wen, the envoy of Soochow, Zhang Wen asked Qin Mi a question about the sky. Qin Mi not only answered fluently, but also Ji Han's orthodoxy in terms of speech greatly increased Zhang Wen's admiration for him. It can be said that this person is actually a famous scholar in Yizhou.
"It's true that you are sir. I've heard of him for a long time, but I haven't had the opportunity to meet him. It's a great honor to meet you today."
"It's a small name, but it's not worth mentioning. But it's a worthwhile trip for me to recognize a young talent like my little friend today." Qin Mi said with a smile.
As a bachelor who has been famous for a long time, Qin Mi is naturally respected by others and will not easily get excited by other people's praise. However, Yang Qing is someone he admires very much, so he is quite happy to hear that he respects him so much.
Qin Mi didn't wait for Yang Qing's reply and said anxiously: "Mingzhi, at the banquet just now, you said that the word was created by the respected master. I don't know what the words of the master's name are. Maybe I can recognize them."
You must know that Qin Mi is a well-known literary person in Yizhou. He has a wide circle of friends and is knowledgeable. He recognizes most of the famous people in Shu. In his opinion, Yang Qing was a native of Yizhou and studied under his teacher in Jiangzhou, so his teacher might be a famous figure in Bajun.
This question was not difficult for Yang Qing. When he found out about such a master, he had already prepared the questions that others might ask.
"Sir, please forgive me. My master has always been indifferent to fame and fortune. He once said that my disciples and I are not allowed to speak his name outside without his permission." Yang Qing thanked him with his fists in his hands.
"Where is your master now? Jiangzhou? Can you introduce me to him?"
When Yang Qing saw Qin Mi asking three questions in a row, he thought that this gentleman was probably shocked by what he said today, and wanted to discuss and communicate with his fictional master. He was indeed a real scholar, but he couldn't stop talking. Can't help but say it.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Qin, before Qing went out, my master had left for a long trip."
"Then I don't know where your respected master is going and when he will return?" Qin Mi asked again.
"This kid doesn't know either." Yang Qing said: "Sometimes he is boating on rivers and lakes, or traveling among mountains and forests, or visiting true Confucians, or seeing immortals. His whereabouts are uncertain and his comings and goings are unknown."
"It's a pity that I can't get to know such an expert." Qin Mi sighed. He expected that his teacher could create such an exquisite style of poetry. It can be seen that his knowledge is immeasurable, but he can't meet him.
But Qin Mi then thought again, if the master can't be seen, isn't the apprentice still there? Even if this student's knowledge cannot be all that his teacher could achieve, he should still have at least 50% of it.
You must know that after Liu Bei came to the throne, he began to prepare for the eastern expedition to Soochow, but many ministers in the court strongly opposed this decision, Qin Mi was one of them. He persuaded Liu Bei that it was against the weather to attack Wu at this time. However, Liu Bei at that time was partly out of strategic considerations and partly out of anger, so he would not easily change his decision on the Eastern Expedition. At that time, Qin Mi's words were a bit excessive. In the end, he was dismissed from office and thrown into prison by Liu Bei, who was in a rage. He was released by the court not long ago.
Therefore, at this time, Qin Mi had no official position and was extremely leisurely. He made full use of this time to study academics. His favorite thing was to discuss literature with famous scholars. However, he was already familiar with the details of the scholars in places like Chengdu, Guanghan, and so on. Novelty. Unexpectedly, today when he went to a younger generation's birthday banquet, he would actually learn about another literary form. This really made him excited, and he wished he could have a long all-night conversation with the person who mastered this literary style.
However, he also knew that tonight was already inappropriate, so he sincerely said to Yang Qing: "Fortunately, Mingzhi is here, and I can also have the opportunity to learn the subtlety of that word. If Mingzhi does not give up, please come to my house to give it to me in your spare time." I will tell you the true meaning of my words, and I will sweep the bed for you."
Seeing Qin Mi's warm invitation, Yang Qing did not refuse and agreed repeatedly. The two talked again, said goodbye to each other, and went home.
Late at night, the Xiahou Mansion was no longer as lively as before. Most of the guests had dispersed. Only Wang Pu and his son came out of the mansion at this time.
On the Wang family's carriage, Wang Tong saw his father sitting in the carriage with a heavy face and not saying a word. Even though he had all kinds of questions in his heart, he did not dare to ask questions at this moment.
After turning two streets, he finally couldn't help but ask: "Father, did you tell Yue'er about that?"
"I said so." Wang Pu replied weakly.
Wang Tong asked eagerly: "What's the result, but Yue'er doesn't agree?"
When he said the second half of the sentence, Wang Tong's voice became a little trembling, which showed the anxiety in his heart.
Tonight, he wanted to perform well at the banquet and impress the beautiful woman, but unexpectedly, he was stabbed by Yang Qing. Not only did he lose his face, but he also lost a lot of face in front of others, which really made him very upset. So he was not a stupid person. After the banquet, he had not originally thought of expressing his love to Xia Houyue tonight, but his father took the initiative and proposed that he propose marriage to Xia Houyue in person.
This surprised and delighted him. What surprised him was that he had given up the idea of expressing his feelings in a situation like this tonight. He never thought that such a smart man would propose marriage. What surprised him was that he went there. It is very safe to propose a marriage. Once successful, wouldn't it be that my long-cherished wish will come true tonight?
Unexpectedly, Wang Pu looked serious when he came out. He didn't even say a word to Wang Tong and went straight into the carriage. Wang Tong was naturally upset when he saw this, and secretly sighed that something was wrong. He couldn't help but start thinking wildly, and then he thought that all the images in his mind were of Xia Houyue rejecting him, which was really unbearable for him, so he mustered up the courage to ask Wang Pu. asked.
Wang Pu replied calmly: "That's not true."
After hearing this, Wang Tong felt so happy as he drank fairy honey, and asked happily: "That Yue'er agreed to marry me."
Wang Pu still said calmly: "That's not true."
The smile that couldn't be concealed on Wang Tong's face suddenly froze, and the joy he felt just now disappeared. He felt that his heart couldn't bear it, and he couldn't help but said with a grimace: "What do you mean, sir, are you entertaining the child?"
"Is Naigong panicking out of idleness?" Wang Tong asked slightly angrily when he saw his son's dissatisfied look.
"What does Yue'er mean? Is she willing to marry the child or not?"
Wang Pu also knew that his son was probably feeling quite uncomfortable at this moment. He sighed and said slowly: "I can't tell you the reason yet, but as a father, I promise you that Yue'er can't run away. , I will definitely enter my Wang family’s door and marry you.”
Seeing that his father had said this, Wang Tong had no choice but to suppress the doubt in his mind and said, "It's father, the child understands."
