Tang Dynasty Mingyue Song Dynasty Pass

Chapter 308

Su Chen chatted with Xia Baosong and Liu Dong for an hour. From poetry and songs, to views on literature and history, as well as things with lofty aspirations in life, the three views are basically in the same direction, and the chat becomes more speculative.

The three of them heard a lot of fresh ideas from Su Chen, such as the structure of drama scripts, such as the development of lyrics and music, as well as insights into martial arts novels, and the shaping of ghost stories, etc., which inspired the three of them a lot.

Especially Su Chen's views on history, in many places surpassed the teachings, sacrificial wine, Hanlin bachelors, etc. of the Taiyuan Academy, which made them all admire.

Before leaving, the three of them expressed the emotion of "listening to your words is better than reading ten years of books".

Su Chen said politely: "Three brothers, if you have time, you can come to the house to walk around more in the future."

Jiang Tao clasped his hands and said: "It must be. Brother Su's great opinion has benefited us a lot. Go back and study carefully. After you have some experience, come to the door to exchange ideas!"

Xia Baosong sighed and said: "Brother Su's talent, I'm convinced. After I go back, I need to study hard, and then I will discuss it in depth."

Liu Dong nodded and said, "Tongtong... agree!"

Su Chen stood at the door and handed them off, and the three of them left Peng's mansion gratefully with the gift of healing medicine.

Standing behind him, Peng Qingqing muttered, "You seem to really want to win over the three of them."

"Is there?" Su Chen turned around and asked with a smile.

"Of course!" Peng Qingqing firmly believed in her own opinion. Now she knew Su Chen better and better, so she could somewhat guess some of Su Chen's intentions.

Su Chen revealed a look of joy, and said: "These three people all have some talents, and the most important thing is that they have good character, so they can be friends with each other."

Peng Qingqing suddenly asked, "Are you planning to create your own circle?"

"Haha, be it!" Su Chen rolled his eyes, looking up and down at Peng Qingqing, unexpectedly she became sensitive to these things.

"Will you win the first prize?" Peng Qingqing asked a question that troubled her.

"Maybe, who knows."

It doesn't matter to Su Chen, he doesn't care if he is the number one scholar, as long as he can get a Jinshi and rank. With his credit for saving the empress and prince, he should be able to enter the official career smoothly.

Empress Dowager Zhou's reputation and talent are good, and she understands the overall situation. As long as she is treated well and the relationship is brought closer, he and Sun Dang will be more helpful in acting in the court in the future.

The two walked side by side to the yard, and saw Peng Zeliang standing on the steps at the entrance of the living room, stroking his beard, with admiring eyes, watching his daughter and son-in-law walking together, they were a perfect match for each other.

Unexpectedly, this unconventional girl who is careless, doesn't know female celebrities, and doesn't know poetry and songs will find a top talent in Jiangzuo. The other party can accept her shortcomings, which is really blessed by the ancestors of the Peng family.

This is the blessing of fools!

Peng Qingqing approached, looked at his father who was dazed and smiling triumphantly, and asked in astonishment, "Father, why are you in a daze?"

Peng Zeliang came back to his senses, maintained the majesty of an elder, coughed dryly and said: "It will be noon in half an hour, and I plan to hold a banquet at home for my father, and invite Han Shilang, Gao Shilang, Xu Sheren and others to come over for a while. Xu, they have all greeted the old man, and when Su Chen comes to Jinling Peng's mansion, he must invite them to come and get together as soon as possible, so that we can get to know each other and exchange ideas."

Su Chen nodded and said, "Let Uncle Peng take full responsibility for these banquet matters."

"Very good, the old man will send someone to prepare." Peng Zeliang turned around and went back to the backyard to instruct the butler to invite someone who should be hired, and who should be prepared to prepare vegetables.

Su Chen had nothing to do for the time being, and planned to go back to his room to continue taking medicine, so he took Peng Qingqing's hand and returned to his small courtyard.

Jing Hong is repairing the windows of the house, Jing Yun is practicing guns in the yard, and Liang is cleaning the kitchen pot, etc., each busy.

The three members of their family were originally hunters in the mountains. Although they had no worries about food and clothing, their ancestors had some achievements after all, so they lived in the mountains for generations, desolate and isolated. There were only a dozen or so families, and it was difficult for their sons to get married. Zhang Luo felt unwilling.Now that they had an opportunity, Su Chen took them out of the mountain village and came to the bustling Jinling City, where they lived in the mansion of a third-rank official. They all cherished this opportunity very much, so they worked very hard.

Su Chen smiled slightly, pulled Peng Qingqing into the room, and then took off his clothes directly.

"What are you going to do?"

Seeing that he closed the door, Peng Qingqing began to undress, she was so frightened that she folded her arms across her chest, as if she had met a bad uncle.

Seeing this scene, Su Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What kind of expression do you have, can I still play tricks on you, besides, I can't beat you either."

Peng Qingqing chuckled, let go of her arms, and said generously: "That's right, what are you afraid of!"

Su Chen took off his outer robe and inner shirt, revealing his muscular body. There were several bandaged wounds on it, and blood was still oozing faintly. He sighed and said, "It's time to change the dressing."

When Peng Qingqing saw the injury on his body, she felt a little distressed, and she lost all intention of joking. Yingying stepped forward, feeling soft in her heart. She brought the medicine powder and bandage from the medicine box, and wanted to change Su Chen's medicine.

"Don't be so brave and desperate next time." Peng Qingqing reminded him.

Su Chen said with emotion: "If you don't work hard, you will die. Fortunately, I have been practicing martial arts and swords at home, and I often practice against you. This time, I can adapt to the situation and respond in a timely manner, so I can survive. If I have no strength to restrain the chicken, I will definitely die Qiaoqiao, relying on anyone to protect you is not as strong as yourself after all!"

Peng Qingqing nodded and said: "That's true. I didn't understand before. As a scholar, why are you so keen on practicing martial arts? You persist every day and work harder than me. Now I understand that you are called Weiyu...Silk umbrella…"

"That's called planning for a rainy day!" A black line appeared on Su Chen's forehead, his fiancée is a bit illiterate!

Peng Qingqing giggled: "Silk umbrellas are almost the same, they are all rainproof tools!"

"From now on, I will teach you one hour of poetry knowledge every day, and you will teach me one hour of boxing kung fu. We husband and wife will improve each other!"

Su Chen tapped her brain with his hand, let her increase some knowledge, she can't be so ignorant, otherwise it would be embarrassing to take it out!

"Learn about poetry..." Peng Qingqing was a little distressed.

Su Chen said solemnly: "As a scholar, I am not afraid of the hardships of practicing martial arts and swordsmanship. Can't you bear the hardships of reading and learning? Each other supervises the work for an hour, and you are not allowed to be lazy! Otherwise, the marriage contract... I have to reconsider, and I will be called..." As the number one talented person in Jiangzuo, you can't marry an illiterate daughter-in-law who can't read a basket!"

"Who is illiterate? Is he literate? It's just that he can't write those sour poems!" Peng Qingqing protested with a fist.

Seeing this, Su Chen smiled. The 16-year-old Peng Qingqing still has a lot of room for growth. She can be well-trained, but I don't believe that she can't be good at both literature and martial arts. Even if she doesn't like poetry, she can learn the art of war, historical allusions Ah, Qimen Dunjia, there must be someone interested!

(End of this chapter)