Wugui ordered some wine and food, and Mei Zihan promised that he would invite this meal, but he did not touch the wine or move his chopsticks. Just watching Wugui drink two glasses of wine alone, as if to boost his courage.

"Master Taifu..." He whispered and thought for a long time before he spoke weakly, "What are you doing with that poor scholar?"

Mei Zihan said with no expression on his face: "He has excellent grades, but he has given up the exam for no reason. I want to see him and ask for the reason."

Wugui waved his head and said, "Then I think the adults should stop asking. It is his choice not to take the imperial examination. Maybe he has found a better way to get promoted and make a fortune."

Mei Zihan looked at me: "What does this mean?"

Wugui put down his wine glass, leaned over and whispered to the mysterious Xu: "Sir, do you know... Fenghuayuan?"

This sensitive place name poured into Mei Zihan's ears, and undoubtedly a flash of lightning flashed across his heart, making him stunned for a moment...

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The sky was getting brighter at the time of Mao, and the sky was light blue. Before the sun could reach the clouds, it was dyed with a magnificent morning glow. The air was filled with mist. A carriage was parked outside the gate of the mansion.

Youmeng was wearing a brown cloak, and was helped by Xiao Pengzi to get on the bus. She turned around and told Gu Yu outside the bus: "Just go with you alone, let Han Lu and the others stay in the house to take care of him. If you have someone to make an idea when encountering something, please ask Lan Ying for now."

"promise."

Gu Yu responded, gently lowered the curtain of the car, and then called the convoy to set off. She herself sat side by side with the driver outside the curtain, followed by some plainclothes guards in front and behind the carriage, and rode a horse with swords and escorted.

Li You was also sitting in the car, but he lowered his head and kept silent, trapped in a deep thought.

Youmeng pulled the curtain and looked through the car window for a while until she left the city gate. Perhaps she thought the car was too quiet, so she turned around and looked at Liyou and asked, "What's wrong with you? She looked listless and didn't sleep well at night?"

He wandered back to his senses and gently twitched his lips: "No, I was just thinking, I went to Baima Temple later and said something when I was burning incense and petitioning for my family."

Her eyes floated to him inadvertently, and when she saw a bag close to him, she couldn't help but feel curious: "What's in there?"

His hand immediately stroked the bag: "Oh, nothing, just some incense and tributes I brought."

She frowned: "These Guyu will be ready. Why are you doing this extravagant?"

He smiled a little far-fetchedly: "I also copied some scriptures with my own hands and planned to take them to the temple. They burned them together when burning incense."

Youmeng looked at him with a deeper look: "Liyou, why do I think you seem to have a serious concern? There seems to be some worries in your eyes that are...that I can't guess?"

He raised his eyes a little, barely squeezed out a smile, feeling tired: "No, I just miss my parents too much. Liyou is very good, the princess doesn't have to worry about it."

A shallow thought flashed through Youmeng's eyes, and she was suspicious, but she gave up asking and smiled gently at him: "Since you are asking for blessings for your family, you should be full of hope, and sincerity will make you feel good."

He nodded and raised his clear smile to look at her: "The princess said yes. Today is also relaxing for the princess. Liyou shouldn't be so frowning, which has wiped out the princess's joy."

Youmeng looked a little proud and lowered her eyebrows and smiled slightly: "Just think it through."

The carriage took the crowd away, and the sound of horse hooves followed along, cutting through the quiet morning.
Chapter completed!