"Okay!" Dugu Liangqi had just stopped writing, and people outside the yard burst into cheers.

"Tuantuan, there are Gao Langjun and Dugu Langjun to increase your net worth, and now it's really a silence in front of the door." Tuantuan's fake mother Wang could not help but shed tears of excitement.

"If all the grooms don't give up, please have a banquet in the humble house tonight."

Liu De's room looked at Gao Yue at the head of the shed, and waited for his decision. At this time, Gao Yue bowed deeply to Tuantuan behind the curtain, thanking him for his first visit to Chang'an City, Tuantuan's support and help, and keeping the huge secret for him.

Tuantuan hurriedly returned the gift through the curtain.

But Gao Yue then just told Yang Miaoer that he would like to tell her that the sisters of Pingkang Fang Xunmiao would be the troupe of the Jinshi Order again. In addition, Gao Yue then announced that, "This year's Qujiang Conference, the head of the State Council will combine the closure banquet and the crusade banquet into one!"

Just as everyone was upset and Zheng Zhi was almost erect, Gao Yue walked out of the yard again and said to the other heads of Taofen shed that had not yet reached the title of Taofen shed, who was waiting on Qu Street, with a strong sense of energy, "Today is not only my grand day in my senior year, but also a grand day in Taofen shed. So tonight, I will not hold a banquet in Pingkangfang to accommodate prostitutes. We all went back to the five rooms in Daofang to drink Yichun wine, wax noodles tea, and Guningzi. Everyone will have fun together. Next year, we will see our Taofen shed!"

"Oh!" All the friends in the shed were excited when they heard what the shed said.

At this time, several neighbors came to the Shengye Temple scripture writing workshop and said loudly that Gao Langjun's name was hanging on the outer wall of Xiaozong Bonan Courtyard, but this year's head was shaped, and the men and women in the shop were applauding and excited, and surrounded Wu Cailuan, who was also proud.

"Master Cai Luan Refining, this man of Gao Lang is the first to be a stubborn man. You have your hard work!"

"Hey, I, Wu Cailuan, are not humble. You said that I was a scholar who copied Buddhist scriptures for Shengye Temple. How did Gao Langjun find me? Human destiny is really unpredictable, and it is still so wonderful. That day, the evil boy under Guo Xiaofeng was reluctant to pay for my copying of scriptures. I chased out a Juqiu and kicked it out. It was perfectly right for Gao Langjun to meet him. Guess what?" Wu Cailuan blew the magic snails, and everyone was shocked, "What's wrong?"

"This ball has kicked Gao Langjun's luck, and it will be a smooth road from now on, and it is unlimited!" Wu Cailuan was full of emotions.

"The Cailuan Master Cuju with us every day. I was kicked by you for less than a hundred times and eighty times. Then I can go to the exam for the exam." The little boy Hengli in the market said at this time.

"It's not that I said you are always alive. Look at Gao Langjun's appearance, he is a talented person with a sharp waist and pan temple. Look at you, his sharp mouth and monkey cheeks are very dark, like the monkey in the Buddhist paintings, and he also wants to go to take the exam and practice Cuju... Oh, by the way, Ran Sanniang, hurry up and stamp the Buddhist scrolls and calligraphy written by Gao Langjun, and stamp the skulls that Gao Langjun sat on, which will be valuable in the future." The entire scripture writing workshop was filled with Wu Cailuan's shouting.

Almost at the same time, the news of the spring examination had reached the southern suburbs of Chang'an City. Xue Lianshi in the Hongshao Pavilion was also very happy. On the surface, she was sitting quietly, but in fact she couldn't hide it and said to Zhihui, "Gao Yisong was hit by the head, and on the surface she would inevitably have to worship Pan Yan and others as the head, but in fact, this refiner is his master. Last year, he was named after the streets of Xingdaofang. Now he has a great fortune, and at least 80% of the refiner have to be cultivated in it."

What a smart maid, Zhihui is right. She said that it was the master of the refiner on the surface, but her heart was like a mirror. "The third brother has made an effort to account for 80% of the refiner's guidance, and the master's guidance is about 20%..."

Xue Yaoying asked Zhihui to take out the loan utensils written by Gao Yue. After reading it twice or three times, Zhihui quietly asked the master, "Gao Langjun immediately released the proofreader as the proofreader, and the official, and if he wanted to get 2,000 guan of salary every month, it would take seven or eight years without eating or drinking."

"Zhi Hui, do you really think that this master's vision is so shallow? Of course, I won't rush to let Yi Song return these two thousand sects."

Hearing this, Zhihui breathed a little relieved.

But soon she saw the horns of the refiner's lips curled up, "Catching big fish in a long line, how can you know that 2,000 guan will not turn into 20,000 guan in the future?"

Zhihui couldn't help but sucked in the air conditioner...

In front of Cui Zhongcheng's house, as soon as the sender arrived, Cui Kuan rode his horse and followed the team of slaves behind him. When he saw the sender, he asked what was wrong.

"This year, the letter sent to Cui's Mansion by Gaosanlang, Weizhou."

"Give it!" Cui Zhongcheng's mind was so fast that he got off the horse, took the letter, gave the sender some rewards, and hurried into his study in the house, and actually opened the letter Gao Yueben gave to Yun Shao and read it.

What's worse is that Gao Yue knew that Yun Shao had lived in his uncle's house during this period. In order to avoid the embarrassment of the young lady, he called himself "the late Gao Yue" in the letter, and the delivery object was only "Cui Zhongcheng's Sect". The content was very gentle. He not only reported the good news to the "Little Lady", claiming that he had finally won the honor and ranked first on the Nanyuan Golden List, but also said a lot of sincere words to the young lady, thanking her for her help over the years, and looking forward to waiting for the reply.

In this way, Cui Zhongcheng's huge misunderstanding arose, "Oh! Hahaha! This girl, she has already developed feelings for the senior high school, so why is she so shy? She has come to ask me around the bush, really." Then Cui Zhongcheng was overjoyed and hurried to the inner room to find his wife, Lu, and said to Lu directly, "That senior high school drum has hit the head this year."

Lu's expression on his face was full of "What does this have to do with us".

Seeing that his wife was so dull, Cui Kuan shook his head in a hurry, and then sent the letter to Lu and said to her directly, "As soon as possible, the eight characters of Shin-niang and Gao Yue will be compatible."

"Husband, do you really want to marry your mother to that senior high school?" Lu was shocked.

"Oh... the woman's opinion, do you understand how popular Gao Yue is? Just like the yellow swan falling from the sky, if you are wrong, you will fly away. Not to mention anything else, Gao Yue and a group of new Jinshi will go to Pan Yan, the head of the Ministry of Rites, to "Thank you" at Pan Yan. In this banquet, how many ladies will go to Pan Li's house to choose a son-in-law for their daughter, do you know?"

Seeing that his husband was anxious and angry, Lu finally reluctantly agreed, but Cui Kuan was still worried. Seeing his wife's negative and lazy look, anger surged again and pointed at Lu and asked, "Thank you that day, you must go to Pan Yan's house and keep a close eye on me. It's really, it's too stupid, it's too stupid..."
Chapter completed!