"Brother of the study, the book is about to go. I must rush back to the shed in front of the evening drum and prepare well."

"Okay, it's important to get to the top. I will never force myself to stay. Don't lose the reputation of our Imperial College." Liu Changqing was very happy this time, patted Gao Yue's back of his hand, then took out a scroll from his arms and stuffed it into Gao Yue's clothes.

"This is?"

"Brother Yu's some proud works, five poems, three poems, Yisong, you should still lack these things in your hand now, please accept them!" Liu Changqing said without saying a word, "This time you go out of Suizhou, you will have to take your time to return to Chang'an. Yisong, you should take care of yourself here."

"..." Gao Yue immediately felt that he was really sorry for Liu Changqing.

It is obvious that he had deliberately colluded with Xue Yaoying in the west courtyard of Dacien Temple to invite fame. But now it seems that although Liu Changqing was not satisfied with his career, he was truly a kind friend who could be intimate. What he did before was really, alas!

Forgive me, Brother Study, I can only do this now, and I will compensate you if I have the chance in the future.

Gao Yue stood with his sleeves and watched Liu Changqing enter the gate of Pingkangfang with laughter.

The next day, Gao Yue was kneeling at the water pavilion of Hongshao Pavilion, looking at the waves of the pond through the curtains, dyed a rouge by the autumn afternoon sun. Under the tall trees beside the water where leaves withered leaves, several black cold birds stretched their feathered necks on the water surface, quickly slashed for a while, then stepped on the ripples and flew into the sky.

"Yi Song, are still thinking about Liu Changqing?" Xue Yaoying on the other side said quietly, holding her sleeves to draw on the paper. "Since I feel guilty, then concentrate on preparing for the next spring exam."

"No, Master. I don't have time now. If you think about these details, there are many things you can do in the future, and there is only one thing you have to do now." Gao Yue looked calm.

Xue Yaoying raised her lips and smiled, "Yi Song, what you want to say is already clear in your heart. Whether the spring exam will be able to be decided next year will start from now on, so I can work hard."

"Then the master, the young master said goodbye." Gao Yue stood up and walked to the curtain of the water pavilion door. Then he saluted slightly, then turned around and walked away step by step along the bridge.

In the mist swirling in the incense burner, Xue Yaoying looked at Gao Yue’s serious back, and then lowered her head again. The fog behind her became blurred in the fog.

Zhihui looked sideways and sat next to her desk.

"Whenever a man is going to take a long journey, he can't help himself just by looking at his back!" Yaoying's words seemed to be saying to Zhihui, and also seemed to be talking to himself.

Her pen tip was on the long scroll, and with just a few strokes, she drew a man in dark clothes and black crown. Her eyebrows and eyes looked like Gao Yue, and then she turned a few strokes. Behind Gao Yue, there was another student in the painting scroll, which was vaguely like Liu Deshi...

At several gates in the east and west of Chang'an City, white-clothed students from all over the country came from tribute from prefectures and counties, from water, land, and from post stations from all sides. In addition, the low-ranking bureaucrats who came to participate in the three titles of the Ministry of Personnel in the coming year, the entire Chang'an City became particularly congested and bustling after the yellow leaves fell.

"Hezhong Juzi, is Hezhong Juzi? Let's go here, this residence is the best lesson." In front of Pingkangfang, several villagers saw a group of scholars coming, so they diligently led them into the inner side. When they arrived at the river, they talked and laughed. When they were guided by them, they heard the charming laughter of a woman. Looking up, on the building exposed on the wall of the residence, there were several charming advocates lazily lying on their faces and were circulating in love with them!

"Whose young lady wants to spy on me waiting for the cool class?" A steward said, "A steward came forward and asked deliberately.

"Since I'm here to review the class, I should come to our side." An advocate lowered his eyebrows and spoke with **.

"Why?" The picketers in the river all came over.

"I can play the lute."

The students looked confused and said, what does the relationship between Pipa and Dingdi?

The woman immediately raised the pipa, and then raised her eyebrows and said, "Chi can be passed, (Jinshi) can be passed (Subordinate)."

"Hahahaha, Keonen!" The elect laughed.

Before nightfall, the Hezhong Prefecture disciples couldn't wait to go up to the building over there and go to prostitute.

Beside the residence and stables, the person who led the way looked at their backs and laughed, "Cheer the lessons and warm the lessons, go to the gentle and bone-eating village." Then he walked to the door, Huang Shun, wearing a deep clothes, stood there, gave the guide a bunch of money, and then patted the other party, and both sides laughed with understanding.

Then Huang Shun turned around, took out the book, then raised his pen, and drew a line of ink on the line "In the River" above it.

In the Hongshao Pavilion, on Xue Yaoying's long scroll, there were gradually increasing figures wearing Taischool costumes. Excluding Gao Yue, more than ten people have reached the end of the year.

After a few days, the scholars from all walks of life and states in the capital encountered more and more strange things: when the sanctuary of Shandong, when they were preparing to apply for the bank papers from Li Han, who was the censor, they asked outside the gate because they could not recognize the road. As a result, they were led by an enthusiastic person. Outside the mansion with the mansion of the Aconite, the sanctuary of Shandong, entered after the communication. They met the owner and thought that it was Li Han, the censor, who came forward and bowed to the book. "Li Han" warmly welcomed them. Then after tasting the book for half a day, the scholar realized that the owner was not Li Han at all, but the Dushui Supervisor (one of the five supervisors of the Tang Dynasty, in charge of Sichuan, Potang, and Jinliang affairs in various places). Li Han threw the book for half a day and actually threw it to the Dushui Supervisor!

The highly anticipated students of Tonghua Pan were even worse. When they were preparing for the book, a new friend named Jie Shanji in the pan said loudly to the head of the pan, "I accidentally got a book of the book, and the poems in it are so wonderful. Then Jie Shanji unfolded the book. When everyone saw it, the poems and writings were beautiful, so they gathered to take this book to pay homage to the counselor Du Ya.

As a result, Du Ya looked at it and said to the head of Tonghua Penthouse, "Where did this line come from?"

The head of the Tonghua Shed said that this was carefully written by the late student.

Du Ya sneered, and then said to him with disappointment, "This is the book I should have done when I came to Chang'an City many years ago. How could it be in your hands?"

The head of the Tonghua Shed collapsed immediately, and was finally helped out by Du Ya's servant.

The next day, Tonghua Peng announced its dissolution, and the Pengtou, which was originally entrusted with high expectations, became famous in the capital and could no longer stay there. He left Chang'an in shame and refused to even participate in the spring exam.

In the five rooms, Gao Yue sat in front of the desk. After hearing about this, he smiled with relief at Jie Shan, who was sitting opposite him, then picked up his pen and cut off the "Tonghua Shed" on the book.

Soon, other sheds in Chang'an City were immediately in a panic, and they knew they had encountered a terrible opponent.
Chapter completed!