The middle-aged scholar is tall and upright and handsome, even if he is already a middle-aged man, he does not lose his charm at all. Instead, he is a handsome uncle with a handsome appearance and an extraordinary temperament.

"Lu Lang, I will introduce it to you. This is a question about Song Zhi of Fenzhou Song Yanqing, Zuo Fengchen worshipped him, and he is a famous and well-educated scholar. This is the incompetent adopted son Zhang Changzong Zhang Shimao of this palace."

As soon as Zhang Changzong entered, he had just given a ceremony, and Princess Taiping introduced him. Without saying the name, Zhang Changzong couldn't remember who this person was.

Song Zhiwen, together with his Chen Shi and others, was called the Ten Friends of the Immortal Sect, and was also called Chen Song together with Chen Quanqi. He was a well-known figure in the literary world, especially his five-character poem, which was the best. He was a powerful handsome uncle who valued both strength and beauty.

Zhang Changzong remembered him because this man had interesting stories. Mr. Chen got drunk and told him the anecdotes.

Song Zhiwen's ancestors were not famous families, but ordinary country people. His family originated from his father's generation. His father was named Song Lingwen, and he was a general of the Xiaowei Lang of the Emperor Gaozong's dynasty and a scholar of the Dongtai Xiangzheng. He was both civil and military. He was known as Song Sanjue in the martial arts world back then.

Which of the three greats? He has courage and is said to be able to raise a pillar with one hand; he is good at calligraphy and cursive official scripts, and he is good at painting and writing. This character is simply Jack Su Bensu, and even a time traveler like Zhang Changzong, a pseudo-genius child dares to establish a character like this.

What’s even more interesting is that Song Sanjue, who was a father, gave birth to three sons, and each son inherited the masterpiece of being a father. Song Zhiwen was the eldest brother, and he specialized in writing and lyrics, and his literary reputation was famous all over the world. His second brother Song Zhiti was extremely brave, and his third brother Song Zhixun was proficient in cursive script, and his calligraphy was a masterpiece.

When Song Zhi asked about the smile on Zhang Changzong's face, he knew that he must have heard about their family. He smiled warmly: "Zhang Lang doesn't need to be polite. He said that I have had contact with Brother Ling Yizhi. He had met in His Majesty's Palace, but he had never spoken. The subordinate has been in contact with Zhang Lang Shen for a long time, and he finally got to know him today."

Zhang Changzong smiled and returned the greeting: "I will not hide it from Song Gongfeng. I have heard about the affairs of the noble mansion from Master Chen. I have been in contact with the three noble mansions for a long time. I have been blessed by my own mother. Today, I finally recognize Song Gongfeng and have long admired him."

Song Zhiwen asked: "If you say you have long admired, it should be what I said to Zhang Lang. The two poems in the June quarterly magazine went out of the frontier and made the officials excited and wished they would go to the battlefield with you to fight against foreign enemies and defend their country. However, the officials were not as good as their younger brothers. They were brave and did not have the tenacity and hard work of Chen Boyu to go to the frontier personally. They could only help Zhang Lang at the literary meeting to express their feelings."

So, Song Zhiwen was the one who participated in the literary club to help him?! Unexpectedly, the master of the wizard did not have confidence in him, and Zhang Changzong didn’t know whether to be grateful or angry. Song Zhiwen was a person with real talents and knowledge. It was a friendship for him to help him. Zhang Changzong naturally needed to thank him.

At this moment, Zhang Changzong discussed learning literature with Song Zhiwen. The first thing they talked about was naturally poetry. Song Zhiwen was good at five-character poetry. Although Zhang Changzong was not good at writing poetry, he had the reading volume of later generations, had rich theoretical knowledge, and had the teachings of Shangguan Wan'er and Chen Zi'ang. His commentary skills were good. When discussing poetry with Song Zhiwen, he could speak very well. Some of his views made Song Zhiwen feel refreshed. The more they spoke, they became more and more excited.

Princess Taiping is not a fool in her belly. She didn't feel bored when she heard the two of them talking. Instead, she was very interested. She interjected a sentence from time to time, but she didn't feel neglected. She also had an intuitive evaluation and feeling about Zhang Changzong's knowledge for the first time.

It took more than an hour to sit down. When Xue Chongxiu came, Song Zhiwen and Zhang Changzong were arguing about their views on writing poetry. Song Zhiwen believed that the rhythm of writing poetry should be neat, and the words and sentences should be written in a beautiful way, so that they would avoid voice diseases.

Zhang Changzong had seen poems and essays from later generations, ancient styles, modern poetry, and each had its own systems and factions, and had wonderful and popular poems that could be passed down through the ages. Naturally, there was no strict requirement for neatness in Song Zhiwen. Zhang Changzong said: "...The so-called literature is the voice of the heart, as long as it can convey the meaning of the heart, I don't think it is necessary to pursue neatness intent."

The two were arguing with each other and their faces were red.

When Xue Chongxiu came in, he was stunned for a moment when he saw the two of them, but seeing her mother's smile on her face, she didn't look like a quarrel, but she was a bit of a fun view, and she was very happy to watch.

Because there was an outsider, he did not meet guests in the small hall where his family was together, but he met guests in the main hall. The distance was a bit far away and the subtle expression was too small to see clearly. However, the two of them were fighting lively but could see clearly.

Xue Chongxiu quietly sat down beside her mother, and after saluting, she asked in a low voice: "Mother, Liulang and Song Fengchen are these?"

Princess Taiping smiled like a bad woman and said happily: "I asked Song Zhiwen to advise Liu Lang on the Wenhui affairs. Today I introduced them to them. Unexpectedly, these two were still discussing poetry and essays before. In the blink of an eye, they fought over because of different ideas. I don't have to worry about Wenhui affairs with Liu Lang's lyrics."

Such a bad-hearted look at the show.

Xue Chongxiu said indifferently: "The truth is always clearer and clearer as soon as you don't turn your back, just do whatever you want. But my mother can say hello to the prefect and Jinwu Guard? The people below came to report, and more and more scholars were invited. These scholars gathered together, so don't make trouble."

Speaking of this, Princess Taiping's smile became a little more cheerful. The white daughter glanced at her and said, "It's a matter of saying that? Of course, she said hello. Luoyang Prefecture and Jinwu Guard guaranteed the slap of her mother's breasts and would definitely be optimistic about the safety of the inn. However, have those crazy young men arranged it?"

Xue Chongxiu smiled, with a very virtuous smile, and said in a gentle voice: "I have a man named A Ni, who is quite capable of doing things. I asked about the personalities and preferences of these scholars and scholars in advance. If you like to drink, you will arrange them in a yard. If you are careful and elegant, you will be happy. At present, you will get along well."

Those who like to drink make a bunch of them, and they basically don’t wake up, and everyone gets drunk together; the so-called meticulous and elegant temperament is just literary youth? Such people gather together, feel sad about the moon, feel sad about the spring and autumn, and no one can interfere with each other. It is indeed a good idea.

Princess Taiping laughed and said, "It's just a little bit more stingy."

Xue Chongxiu smiled subtly and subtlely: "It's fine, and there's no time to take care of it."

The mother and daughter talked about their own things, and Zhang Changzong and Song Zhiwen also argued about their own things. Until dinner time, the mother and daughter fell in love with each other and were intimate. No one convinced each other, and they still had their own opinions. In the end, they had to stop fighting and eat first.

Although no one convinced each other, both of them felt that the famous scholars were not futile, but they also recognized and understood each other's standards. When they met, they both had the power to fight.

It was also at this time that Song Zhiwen discovered Xue Chongxiu's arrival. He immediately regained his saliva when he was fighting with Zhang Changzong just now. He was so gentle that he seemed to be the person who was arguing with Zhang Changzong just now that he was not him. He saluted to Xue Chongxiu politely: "Secretary Song Zhiwen paid a visit to Princess Xin'an. He has been fascinated for a long time. I wonder if the princess is lucky enough to get a scroll score? Ah, even the broken score is not hindered. As long as it is the princess' score, it's good."

No need to ask, this guy is actually a fan of Teacher Xue and a loyal fan. No wonder he was brought to help with the boxing by Princess Taiping.
Chapter completed!