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2. The wind and rain are coming

It turned out that since Daizong had asked Cui Youfu to act as a minister of the Secretariat as the Minister of the Secretariat since Yang Wan's death, he was jealous of Chang Gun. The two often had disputes. In the end, Chang Gun used the power of the prime minister to force Cui Youfu to leave the official election. Now Cui Youfu's tone is still so tough, which makes Chang Gun even more annoyed.

So Chang Gun scolded Cui Youfufan fiercely, saying that he would not accept it, and left with a walk.

Cui Youfu did not argue, but just stood there and watched Chang Gun leave.

Liu Yan also walked down the palace wall, looked at the two of them coldly, and soon walked away from Xiaoyanying's Palace in the puddle after the rain.

The next day, there was no sun in Chang'an City. The autumn rain continued to fall from the gloomy sky. Many canals under the walls overflowed and flowed wildly along the streets within the town. The trees all over the city were covered with desolate yellow leaves, drooping in the rain. Even the Guanjie drums in the morning seemed to be soaked in the rain. One by one, it was heard, lacking the momentum of a sunny day.

Because Qiulin made Chang'an Street muddy and the palace's sandy city was filled with water, news came from the Imperial City and Daming Palace that the Holy Lord would not attend the court and the officials would take leave.

But Gao Yue had no intention of rest. He knew that the day he and Liu Yan had agreed to come. He gently opened a oil cover, put on a straw raincoat, and walked into the yard of the five rooms. The urns placed next to the wall were filled with water, making a monotonous jingle sound. The students in the shed in the room were burying their heads writing line books, writing poems and questions, but many people did not notice the outing of the shed.

Beside the Qujiang Canal outside the five rooms, Gao Yue, who had just closed the door, saw Yun Shao's car parked under the tree through the miswoven rain curtain.

"Why haven't you returned to Xichuan?" Gao Yue asked Guizi, a maid from Yuetang who came to him, and then looked at the Dianche.

Behind the curtain of the tin car, Yun Shao's eyes were slightly exposed, and he also looked at him with concern.

Guizi said that Xifan launched a large-scale invasion of Shu, so the prince simply asked his wife to stay in Chang'an City and not go to Xichuan because the journey was too unsafe.

Gao Yue immediately understood that just recently, Cai Fonu, as a member of the Shence Army, also followed Li Sheng's camp to the western military town of Beijing to perform his duties of preventing autumn.

After saying that, Guizi presented a gift, a thin bamboo shawl and whispered that this was given to Langjun by the little lady, wishing Langjun a great victory in the next year.

Before Gao Yue could say thank you, he felt that Yun Shao's vision in the car had changed, but what she wanted to ask was from Guizi's mouth, "My little lady asked me to tell my husband that if I was not satisfied with the spring exam, I don't have to wait for the third time to escape from Chang'an City. It is important to save my life. She can write a letter to the referee or the official guarding the residence who came to Beijing in Xichuan, and ask the husband to take a job for the husband in Xichuan Shogunate."

Yun Shao's words made Gao Yue feel warm in his heart in the cold autumn rain.

After all, it would be a beautiful thing to have a close friend.

Gao Yue took the bamboo trousers and then bowed deeply to the direction of the jean car, saying, "My lady should take care of it, of course I will not fail. In addition, even if I pass the exam, I will still write various scripts for Mrs. Yun Shao to read this pen.

Then, Gao Yue walked towards Pingkangfang in the rain and mud.

At least there are stone slabs in the yards in Chang'an City, but the roads outside the yard are actually mainly soil. The clear weather is fine, but it is harsh when it rains and snows. They are covered with oil covers on their heads, covered with straw raincoats, and carried the bamboo shawls given by Yun Shao. They are deep and shallow, stepping on the mud, walking towards the destination. The biting cold wind mixed with raindrops hit his cheeks, causing great pain. Gao Yue only felt that his eyebrows and temples were about to freeze, and his breathing was extremely difficult.

When he finally walked to the northwest corner of Pingkangfang, he found that in such weather, Old Hu'er did not set up a stall, and only the rolled flags were still standing there.

Gao Yue squinted his eyes, and there was no one around. He stood for a while and saw a thin horse tied to the wooden stake in front of the patrol in the corner of the wall. His long hair was soaked by the rain. He hung on his body, and there were still a pair of black bean eyes looking out.

"It's Liu Yan's mount..." Gao Yue judged and then walked to the entrance of the patrol shop.

When a Jinwu child saw him, he immediately knew that this gentleman was here to find someone. Otherwise, who would have come here specifically for such heavy rain?

After the door was pushed open, several simple wooden pillars, several Jinwu children in the patrol shop sat or lie on the mat, covered with blankets, and were burning fire in the corner.

In front of the long table on the other wall of the room, a thin old man sat upright. The Hu slave named Wanda sat under the railing between the pillars, carrying a large bamboo basket, and coughing from time to time.

Gao Yue took off the oil cover and took off the straw raincoat. The child who opened the door held the candlelight and lifted the curtain placed on Liu Yan. Gao Yue saw that the curtain was too old to be worn out. Compared with the children of Jinwu who were thinking about the Nanya, the current treatment of the Jinwu children who were in the northya, the Shengen Rilong, was really different from that of the children of Shence of the Northya who were in the northya.

"Gao Langjun, sit." The candlelight illuminated Liu Yan's ugly and clear face.

Gao Yue sat down opposite him, and the candlelight illuminated the windowless wall they leaned against for half a circle. Their shadows were elongated obliquely and attached to them.

Liu Yan smiled and covered the scroll in front of him. Gao Yue looked closely and found that it was the "Collection of Suspicious Cases in Huaibei" he wrote.

"In a year, Gao Langjun's talent has improved rapidly." Liu Yan then said to Gao Yue very seriously, "I also hope to see the sequel to this book - it can be said that Gao Langjun will definitely win the next year."

"I wonder what Liu Lishang said?" Gao Yue couldn't help but feel nervous. He didn't know what Liu Yan meant by saying "Nine out of ten" was.

"Pan Yan was conquered by your scriptures, Cui Kuan is like this, my daughter is like this. I am afraid that if the Holy Lord and Emperor read your scriptures, you will be impressed by the stories inside. The sketches are actually not as good as poetry and essays, but they have both historical talent, poetry and arguments - in the Jinshi class, A Fu and regulated verse highlight the poetry and writing, but the narrative and arguments show the historical talent, but there is no corresponding style of writing. This sketch legend can be seen, which is enough to make people refreshing. Gao Langjun, you have indeed chosen the best path in the scriptures, so that you can find a different way, surpass those famous poets and essays, and thus become famous in Beijing." Liu Yan finished speaking, and then stood up, and the shadow on the wall suddenly shook, "But I am the three tutors of the Ministry of Personnel. Even if Gao Langjun is in high school, he should know that if I want to truly release the crown and start a new life, I have to pass the examination of the Ministry of Personnel."

Gao Yue replied that he knew it.

Liu Yan nodded with his back to him, "Wangjun knows what he did in the pass exam?"

"Try to judge two things." Gao Yue said quietly.

"That's right." At this time, Liu Yan turned his face with a smile, and then his expression suddenly stopped. "The white fox spirit of Hong Shao Xiaoting should have told you that I'm too worried, right?"
Chapter completed!
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