The two sisters were almost impatient. In the days that followed, they looked through the autumn water, while taking out the orphans' three-part series, and constantly re-reading them again and again.

Around the end of summer, Gao Yue's second book finally came. The sisters cheered and opened the book anxiously. Only a few big words were written between the big ink at the beginning, "The Book of the Gourd".

"What does this gourd record mean?" Yun Shao was a little curious and expanded the line.

The scripts are compiled and sent to Yuetang every once in a while. Gradually, the shade of Yuetang's trees becomes golden and fallen leaves are falling down. Yun Shao and Yunhe sit upright on the stone bench, watching "The Book of the Gourd" with interesting interest.

When the compilation was over again, Yunhe frowned and thoughtfully, then asked Yun Shao:

"Sister, what did that ling carp say?"

Yun Shao also shook his head, also pondering this doubt.

Then they looked up and saw that the locust trees in the yard had completely turned into golden colors. They remembered, "Gao Sanlang is about to run to Chang'an, and the investment bank is really saving the money..."

On the Shaoling Yuan, Gao Yue stood in front of Zhang Tan's tombstone with his hands behind his back. White money was flying all over the sky, and the surrounding fields were filled with golden and red colors. The inscription of Zhang Tan's tomb was very simple. "The Tomb of Zhang Tan, a student of the Imperial College of the Tang Dynasty", there were only a few lines below it, and there were endless desolation and loneliness:

Zhang Tan was a native of Hedong. He had little writing and wrote, and was the chief of the Imperial College and shot the sect. He studied the three periods (one period was twelve years). There was no help from the superiors and no friends from the subordinates, so he did not reach the title. When he died in Chang'an, he had to join the wealth and buried him in the same year. When the imperial court heard about it, all the officials and ministers sighed.

"Ministry and nobles, all the court officials sighed." When Gao Yue read this line of words, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. This sentence was just a self-deception. "Brother-in-law, you are sleeping here forever, as is the same as the loess in the mountains and fields. You no longer have to care about the meaning of the scriptures, the rhymes of poetry, or the current affairs, but I and the entire Taofen Shed cannot do this. You will be detained in the southern courtyard of the Ministry of Rites for the rest of your life, and finally you will be exhausted. But we have to break through and burn out more brilliantly.

Beautiful fire, go to see a broader world. I was forced to travel to this era, but since I came, there should be many things waiting for me to change. But the premise of climbing to the peak is to step on the Jinshi and reach the first level. Otherwise, the 240th stick of Jingzhao Mansion would directly beat me here to accompany you. I am still young and I am still the protagonist. I can't end like this. So--Let's fight now!"

Then Gao Yue turned around. The outline of the imperial city in the distance was clearly visible even through the high grounds such as Leyouyuan. He couldn't help but remember what Liu Yan said to him after the Spring Examination was over.

"The Tai student Gao Yue and Gao Ziyang, from now on, I will beg for a branch." Gao Yue slowly picked up his hand, looked at the direction of the imperial city, and said solemnly.

In the spring examination of the Ministry of Rites in the 13th year of Dali, I, Gao Yue, was ready.

Then Gao Yue left Shaolingyuan and came to Tonghuafang, the second arch south of the imperial city Hanguang Gate. This was the location of Duting Post. At this time, people were crowded. It turned out that the emperor officially issued an imperial edict: Lang Shiyuan went out to assassinate Yingzhou, while Liu Changqing moved out to assassinate Suizhou.

Many officials and scholars came to Duting Station to hold a practice banquet for these two.

Among them, Liu Yan was also here to see Changqing off, and promised Changqing in the room of the post office that after the governor was over, he would lend a helping hand and let Changqing return to Beijing to serve as a beauty position in Taiwan Province.

The one who came with Liu Yan was also the Sifeng Doctor Linghu Yi.

Before the banquet began, Liu Yan sat down and asked Changqing, "How are you getting along with that strange man?"

Liu Changqing couldn't help but praise Gao Yue's character and talent, and said that if Gao Langjun had not saved him for righteousness, he would have to be handed over to Xue Yaoying's hands.

After listening to Liu Changqing's narration, Liu Yan smiled lightly, touched his beard without saying a word, and Linghu Yi also began to sneer.

Soon, the banquet at Dutingyi began, and the sound of silk and bamboo chanting and singing poems continued. Gao Yue also arrived. Lang Shiyuan and Liu Changqing both led him as guests and treated him with courtesy.

Liu Yan stood behind the wall on the second floor with his hands behind his back, staring at Gao Yue's every move.

"This is not simple for senior high school in Weizhou. First, I sponsored Xiaoyangshan people at Baqiao Post, and I also had a close relationship with Xue Yaoying from Hongshao Pavilion to gain fame. Poor study is still hidden in the dark." Linghu Yi stood behind Liu Yan, looked at Gao Yue and bowed.

"It's nothing, isn't the study very happy?"

"Can Gao Yue still let him be the first in the spring exam next year?" Linghu Yi paused word by word, and two cold lights flashed in his eyes. "He stood on the side of Xiao Yangshan people and seemed not to take us seriously. If he could get the upper hand, it would be unfavorable to the officials over time."

Liu Yan shook his head, sighed, and then asked Linghu Yi, "When you first came to Chang'an City, you saw the clouds and moon in the capital for the first time. Until now, can you still remember what your original ambition was?"

Linghu Yi didn't expect Liu Yan to suddenly ask such a question, then frowned, stammered, and tried hard to recall.

"Maybe, since we stepped into Chang'an City, our original ambitions have already been packed into a bag full of wind and dust, and were abandoned. Only when we left Chang'an again would we take it out again and examine it. At this time, we suddenly realized that decades had passed in a trance, and our hair was white, and the years had passed. Alas, I didn't know that I was a guest in the dream, but I was in the guest's dream..." Liu Yan said leisurely, then turned around and carried his hands behind his back and whispered to Linghu Yi, "What do you know about Gao Yue, a baby? Now he only knows that he is a shed and will not care about any means. With the passion and wisdom of young people, he just wants to win the first place. He and I have an agreement that I will meet him at the steamed Hu stall in the northwest corner of Pingkangfang that day, and let someone prepare things in Guangzhaifang, right and wrong, and I will get the answer myself."

"But......"

"Stop talking. When he was leaving the class, I told him in person that there was only a word of personal difference between scholars and officials. Now, if the husband of Qiqian succeeds because of his own, that is his natural ability. Why should we force ourselves to rebel?" After saying that, Liu Yan turned around again, looked at Gao Yue, who was sitting at the banquet with a complicated expression, and then left without saying a word...

"Why are there so much difference between Zheng Wenming and Gao Yisong?" Linghu Yi didn't say it, but he was actually extremely unfair in his heart.
Chapter completed!