The sunset is setting.

Xia Hua rode a horse to the west gate of Dongxu City in a white long dress and sunset.

All in dust.

But he is still very energetic.

I'm going home.

You can compose that song with peace of mind.

After ten years of separation from Kyoto, I will see my mother whom I'm not going to eat the deer antler stewed with snow vegetables stewed by my mother.

I originally thought that I would go back to Tianshan after the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion, but now Xia Hua has changed her mind.

Because her husband Li Xiaofeng went to the sword washing building.

Dongxu City is not far from the Sword Cleaning Tower. Since the gentleman said that he was going to the Sword Cleaning Tower to worship Wu Xichen on behalf of Li Chen'an, he just went to see the Forgetful Platform...

That might be Chen An’s last wish.

Then I should go there too.

As for the identity of going, this is no longer important.

After the matter of Sword Cleaning Tower, ask the teacher what plans he has. If the teacher wants to travel around the world with his master's wife, if he can follow him, that is the best.

The way of practicing the Tianmo Qinyin is similar to the Taoist sword in Wanxizhai, mostly because of the perception of all things in the world.

If we talk about the difference... one is a demon-condensing appearance and the other is a Taoist creation species. Whether it is a demon or a Taoist, it is just a title for people.

Tao, but he is deviled because of hatred.

Demons can also enter the Tao by love.

All are killing skills.

It cares about my heart's control over killing, not anything else.

Mr.’s poems are of great help to his devil appearance. In the short time he has been with Mr., the devil appearance in his heart has become clearer.

If you can compose the song "Water Music Song, When Will the Moon Come" by singing, the barrier in the middle level of the realm that already shows signs of loosening may be broken inadvertently.

Breaking the realm is one aspect.

Xia Hua wished to make the demonic appearance condensed by Li Chenan as the physical body in his heart clearer.

Perhaps when he enters the realm of a great master, he will become lifelike in his heart.

That way, you will be a companion!

Xia Hua was wearing a face towel, which covered the smile on her face. Her beautiful face did not fully show her face in front of many people at the city gate, but she was still recognized by Xiao Guizi who had been waiting here for a long time.

Xiao Guizi and two big guards from the palace hurried to Xia Hua's horse.

The whisk in his hand raised and bowed, "I am a servant from the East Palace. I will pay homage to Miss Xia!"

Xia Hua was stunned and suddenly smiled: "Oh, little Guizi, you've grown up!"

Xiao Guizi straightened her waist and grinned: "Miss Xia, I'm sixteen years old!"

"Yes, time flies so fast, how do you know I'm back today?"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince said!"

Xiao Guizi said happily: "Your Highness the Crown Prince has grown up too! He is much taller than a servant and is becoming more powerful. No, it is not what he looked like back then!"

Xia Hua frowned slightly, thinking that this girl was still thinking about investigating whether there was the shadow of Wu Qian behind the incident on the top of Li Chen'an's West Mountain!

He actually sent someone here to wait for me...

etc!

My mother once wrote a letter last year and said that the prince had never chosen the princess's concubine, that the prince would occasionally go to Duke Xia's mansion to sit... and that the prince often mentioned when he was young... I'm afraid the prince would have any intention of you!

By the way, the second senior brother said similar things.

Xia Hua raised her eyebrows, looked at Xiao Guizi, and asked, "So, is Wu Qian asking you to pick me up at the gate of this city?"

Xiao Guizi was shocked.

He looked around and whispered: "Miss, Your Highness, the Crown Prince, you have really grown up! About next autumn, Your Highness will be the emperor of our Wu Kingdom!"

This is self-evident. I hope Xia Hua understands that the child with a snot is now the crown prince of Wu!

"Oh... Then when I see him, wouldn't I have to kneel down?"

"This, this, isn't going to happen now, what's going on..."

Xiao Guizi grinned again: "In the future, you and Your Highness will be a family, and I don't think you need to kneel down."

The meaning of this sentence has been clearly stated, and this is also the reason why Xiao Guizi called herself a slave in front of Xia Hua.

But Xia Hua curled her lips, "I can't afford to do this. Tell me, is he something he has to bring to me? Or do you want me to do something?"

Xiao Guizi was slightly stunned. He felt something strange, but he didn't dare to ask Xia Hua about his thoughts.

Although the Duke of Xia’s mansion is high, it is no matter what the imperial power is.

His Highness ascended the throne and became the emperor, and it was only a matter of imperial edict, so Miss Xia had no choice.

But if Miss Xia can fall in love with Your Highness, this is naturally the best.

He bowed again: "Isn't this Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"Tonight, Your Highness personally presided over the Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Conference at Wanlin Academy. Your Highness sent a slave to wait for you. I hope that I can take you to Wanlin Academy to enjoy this grand event."

Xia Hua looked at Xiao Guizi in surprise, and suddenly laughed, making Xiao Guizi feel puzzled.

He said seriously:

"Your Highness really said that!"

"Your Highness also said that if the slave did not invite the lady, he would peel it off!"

Xia Hua turned over and got off the horse, reached out and put her hair on her forehead, which was blown by the wind, "Are you growing up with him? Will he be willing to peel you?"

Without waiting for Xiao Guizi to answer, Xia Hua looked at the last sunset in the sky and said:

"This Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Fair... I had the Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Fair that shocked the world in Ningguo last year. Our Wu Kingdom..."

After a pause, Xia Hua turned on the horse again, and she changed her mind.

"Lead the way, I will see which talented man in Wu State can surpass the poet Li Chen'an tonight!"

Xiao Guizi was overjoyed, "Please go with the slave!"

...

...

at the same time.

At the Yuejian Academy in Xilan City, Hexi Prefecture, people are already surging.

Even though the literary style of Wu was not as prosperous as that of Ning State, the literary tour still attracted many people.

There are students from various institutions.

There are also those literati and poets.

Of course, those unmarried girls are indispensable.

The Wu Kingdom, Ning Kingdom and Yue Kingdom were both divided into the Dali Empire at that time. There are some similarities in folk customs, customs and culture.

Originally the same origin, but there are only a little differences in the locations in the ground.

So half of the Yuejian Academy are all pretty girls who still hold a pipa and half-cover their faces.

Pan Xiao is here, but he is in a corner of the academy.

He looked at the energetic literati students with a smile, and felt that this was a bit interesting.

These students are all coming to the top three places.

After all, three of the best poems will be born at Yuejian Academy tonight. These three poems will be taken by Gu Nianxi and Gu Daru to Kyoto to participate in the final judgment.

Regardless of whether they can stand out again in the end, with these top three names, they can get over the imperial examination and get the Ministry of Personnel's name and archive.

I heard that the current crown prince is appointing people based on his merits and has a reputation in the Ministry of Personnel. He may be appreciated by His crown prince. Even if he cannot stay in Kyoto as an official, it is very likely that he will be placed in the seventh-rank county magistrate.

So, this is the most attractive thing about this essay.

Pan Xiao looked at the excited faces and suddenly sighed.

"Brother Pan, this literary meeting was personally hosted by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! The opportunity is extremely rare, why do you sigh?"

"Brother Xiong, I'm thinking, if you can do poetry, you can govern one side... Is it easier to govern the country?"

The man was stunned: "Brother Pan, how could Li Chen be the name of the immortal poet and become the regent of Ningguo? He is very good at poetry and writing, and can govern a country!"

Pan Xiao grinned: "But there is only one Li Chenan in the world!"

Before the young man surnamed Xiong could speak, Pan Xiao sighed again and said, "It is natural to cultivate sentiment such as poetry and articles, but this thing really cannot enrich the people and strengthen the country!"

"In addition, even though Li Chen'an passed away, when talking about poetry and articles, these people even made flowers... they were all nonsense!"

"Brother Pan's words are biased. Since ancient times, there has been no first in literature. We young men should not underestimate ourselves!"

Pan Xiao smiled and said nothing.

I thought that if I threw out the Mid-Autumn Festival poem by Mr. Li Xiaofeng and Mr. Li, everyone here, even that Gu Daru, would probably shut up!

There was a Li Chen'an in front of him, and another even more powerful Li Xiaofeng!
Chapter completed!