At the imperial city banquet, all civil and military officials were present. The officials said too little, and there were more than 300 people who were qualified to attend the palace banquet.

Such a big banquet was to celebrate victory again. Zheng Zhi probably thought in his heart that the hero of the war would be the protagonist, but he was too confident. The protagonist would not be a fourth-rank official after all.

Zheng Zhi was originally planning to get drunk today, after all, most of the officials present were high-ranking officials. If they came to toast, Zheng Zhi would be embarrassed to drink less. The reality is not the case. Most of them were waiting for Zheng Zhi to come forward to greet him. When Zheng Zhi came forward with a cup, everyone said a few words of congratulations and encouragement, and Zheng Zhi drank it all in one go.

After respecting the main people, Zheng Zhi no longer brought the cup forward, but sat down to eat food on his own. While the cups were mixed, there were still many people waiting for Zheng Zhi to come forward, but Zheng Zhi ignored it and pretended not to know him.

I think Zheng Zhi really doesn't know him. Not to mention the old and vulgar ministers, even those powerful ministers in power, Zheng Zhi doesn't know him. Although he has seen him in the court in a hurry and most of them have heard Tong Guan point him one by one when he went to court, Zheng Zhi has long forgotten where the names of these people.

The music of singing and dancing is performed one after another.

Such a grand banquet was very grand. It was not until the banquet was about to part, that Zheng Zhi was called in front of Tong Guan again, and greeted him with politeness for several times, and then bowed to Zhao Ji. It was dispersed like this.

I went back to sleep for a night, and the next day I found Zhou Duwen. In Tokyo, I would come to find Zheng Zhi in person, and now I can only gather Zhou Duwen.

Zhou Duwen's father was having a banquet in the palace last night, but among the hundreds of people, Zheng Zhi didn't know which one was Zhou Bangyan. Zhou Bangyan didn't drink much wine yesterday. Zhou Bangyan is now proposing for Dasheng Mansion. Although such a idle job is usually written by poetry and composers, he is still busy with the performances in the palace. The head of the Royal Conservatory of Music naturally has to be responsible for these logistics.

"My father was busy until the second half of the night before returning home. He couldn't stand firmly. He was old and was afraid he would be resigned." Zhou Duwen and Zheng Zhi were also chatting with each other. If they were too familiar with each other, they wouldn't have so much serious business.

"Well, I have never visited Lingzun. It's all right today. Why don't you go to your house?" Zheng Zhi and Zhou Duwen have been with each other for several years, but they really haven't been to Zhou Duwen's home last year.

Zhou Duwen was also happy when he heard this. If his friends had never visited each other, they were really unreasonable and said, "It's so good. I stayed at home for lunch. My father usually mentioned you more and wanted to see you. Today is the time to have a free time."

Zheng Zhi heard this and turned around and went to Niu Dadao: "Go and take out some spices and silverware brought back from Xixia, as well as a few books about Hu Yin, pack them together and bring some more."

Niu Da hurriedly went down to take charge. If you want to talk about the spices from the Western Regions, they are famous all over the world and are naturally a good gift. The silverware handmade in the Western Regions is also extremely exquisite, with many utensils on the table, teapots, bowls and plates. Books that record Western Regional style music are all for their own preferences.

"The spices are acceptable, but Hu Yinzhi's father must like them. Just forget about silverware, it is too expensive." Zhou Duwen said that silver is money, and silverware must be not light, so it is too expensive.

Zheng Zhi waved his hand and said, "It's okay, in Dangxiang Palace, there are many silverwares, and the beauty of the shape is no less than the things in our court. I'll give it to Lingzun for fun. You and me, you don't have to be so polite."

Zhou Duwen had nothing to say, so he followed Zheng Zhi's arrangement.

When he went out, Zheng Zhi naturally rode a horse. Zhou Duwen behind him also got on the horse, but he was trembling with fear. There was a military man in front of him, for fear that Zhou Duwen would not be able to control something.

"Du Wen, I'll give you this horse to you. Practice more when you have nothing to do in Tokyo. If you become an official in Yunzhou, you will be misleading if you can't ride a horse. Even Bo Ji is now riding extraordinary. You can keep up with the army and Han marching. You must also have such riding skills, so that you can get twice the result with half the effort." Zheng Zhi said, it's okay to be an official under someone else's hands, but following Zheng Zhi, you can't ride a horse, which is really misleading if you can't ride a horse.

"Don't worry, I've mastered this riding technique and I don't know how many people I'd envy if I can travel in Tokyo." Zhou Duwen heard that Zheng Zhi wanted to give him a horse, but he wanted to refuse, but after hearing Zheng Zhi's reasons, he deserved it.

The two of them took a dozen military soldiers to the imperial city, and the Zhou Mansion was just next to the imperial city. After the palace gate was the Zhou Mansion, which covered a considerable area. Zhou Bangyan was a descendant of the Su family and the leader in the literary world, and the treatment was really good.

In the Song Dynasty, scholars were treated well, and respecting knowledge was worthy of recognition. This is also a remarkable point in the Song Dynasty. The mistake was that they only respected knowledge and ignored soldiers. Civil and military officials were always subconsciously placed on opposite sides, which was particularly obvious to Song and Ming Dynasty. It was already a misunderstanding. If they could respect soldiers as much as they respected knowledge, the prosperity of the Song Dynasty had long dominated the world, and they would definitely have made more achievements than the Han and Tang Dynasties.

Zhou Bangyan was 65 years old, and he was so busy last night that he couldn't bear it. He slept until the sun was 30 o'clock, and it was not long before Zhou Bangyan got up, and Zheng Zhi came to the door.

At this time, Zhou Bangyan had just had some breakfast and was basking in the warm winter sun that was slanting in the pavilion in the inner courtyard. There was also a girl in the pavilion. Her pen, ink, paper and ink were all on the stone table. The girl sat down next to the stone table and was thinking about it.

On a winter morning, it’s really pleasant to bask in the warm sun, with tea and books, and a zither and pipa next to it.

Zhou Duwen rushed in with a happy face. When he came in, he shouted: "Sir, Zheng Guanxi is here to visit, and he is waiting in the front hall."

Zhou Bangyan put down the book in his hand, turned his head slowly, and said, "Don't lose etiquette."

Zhou Duwen saw the girl beside him at this time, and quickly bowed and said, "I have seen His Highness the Emperor."

This girl is the Emperor of Shunde. She left the palace early every day to visit Zhou Bangyan, learning more about the way of lyrics and music. Although Zhou Bangyan was not famous in later generations, in this era and even in the next few hundred years, Zhou Bangyan was the famous person. No one who wrote lyrics did not talk about Zhou Bangyan at all times.

Zhou Bangyan's works have long been respected as "authentic" among the graceful poets. In the old days, Ci theory called him "the crown of the Ci family" or "Lao Du in Ci", and was a poet who was recognized as "defeating the name of a genre". In this Song Dynasty, those who could not write Zhou Bangyan's ci was even better than Zhou Bangyan's name in Ci. He was a veritable number one person in Ci.

"Mr. Zhou, who did you think you are visiting?" Zhao Yingluo asked.

"Oh, it was Zheng Guanxi who came to the mansion to pay homage to his father and was waiting in the hall." Zhou Duwen answered.

Zhou Bangyan said at this time: "Let's ask Zheng Guanxi to come into the inner courtyard, so that he will not show any dissatisfaction when meeting guests."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Duwen quickly went out to invite Zheng Zhi.

Zheng Zhi took a few books and came to the inner courtyard with Zhou Duwen. When he met, he first met Zhao Yingluo, exchanged a few greetings with Zhou Bangyan, and then presented the books in his hand.

Zhou Bangyan took the book, looked through it several times, and said in confusion: "It's all Uighur texts, but I still have to find someone to translate it. Thank you for your kind gift."

Zheng Zhi smiled and bowed: "Uncle, you are polite. He entered the Western Xia Palace. I didn't know what this book was. I prepared to burn it. After asking the prisoners, I realized it was a music book, so I kept it. This book and my nephew are of no use, so I just gave it to you."

Zhao Yingluo said from the side: "Sir, why don't you give me this basic book? I'll take it to the palace. Someone in the palace can understand the Uighur texts. After the translation is completed, I will send it back."

Zhou Bangyan handed the book to Zhao Yingluo and smiled, "This will save me some troubles. Naturally, someone in the palace understands this Uighur language. Thank you very much."

The servants were busy, and only the warm sun was sitting down. Zheng Zhi came to visit Zhou Bangyan, mainly because Zhou Duwen. When they were sitting down, Zheng Zhi had no topics to talk to literary like Zhou Bangyan, which was a bit embarrassing.

Zhao Yingluo spoke first, "Doctor Zheng, everyone in Tokyo knows that you have extraordinary achievements in lyrics. You have also seen it with your own eyes in Gen Yue. The little girl just got a new song. I would like to ask Doctor Zheng to give me advice and correct me."

Zheng Zhi was one of two big heads and had no confidence in talking in front of Zhou Bangyan. At this time, he saw that Zhao Yingluo had handed over the paper, so he had no choice but to take it and read it.

After reading it, Zheng Zhi handed over the lyrics to Zhou Bangyan, and said: "After reading it, my nephew thought it was a masterpiece, so please give it a review of it."

Zhou Bangyan took a look at Zheng Zhi, took the lyrics, read it roughly, and smiled, "Guan Xi can speak, but it is catchy when reading this lyrics, but it is not touching the hearts of the people. You Dao is to force the sadness to write new lyrics, most of which are accumulated words and lack a bit of real emotions. The article is gorgeous, but it is superficial and not good."

Zheng Zhi smiled awkwardly and said, "Uncle Zhou has a profound attainment, but his nephew is far from it."

However, Zhao Yingluo's expression darkened. He took the lyrics that Zhou Bangyan had returned. He read them again and said, "What the teacher said is very true. Students are trying to express their sorrows to express new lyrics, which makes people laugh at the family of generous people. I am ashamed."

This woman was born with a golden spoon in her mouth and it is normal to force her to say sorrow. People who don’t know the taste of sorrow can always experience the warmth and coldness of human feelings.

In fact, after Zheng Zhi read it, he felt this way. However, Zheng Zhi was not confident in his heart, so he naturally did not dare to speak casually. At this time, Zhou Bangyan said it, and Zheng Zhi naturally nodded repeatedly.

Zhou Bangyan then taught Zhao Yingluo, his words were easy to understand, and he changed the original lyrics from time to time, and used the principles to illustrate them. This was Zhou Bangyan's confidence. Even Zheng Zhi, the copywriter, listened with relish, felt that he gained extraordinary results, and felt that he had much more thoroughly than the Chinese teacher in his previous life.

Zhou Duwen listened seriously. It was a occasion for visiting guests, but Master Zhou taught for three students.
Chapter completed!