Cui Po saw Cui Youfu with a national face, three long beards on his forehead, and his face was cleaned and cleaned. Even in this summer, the buckle on the Confucian shirt was tight and tight. Although he was still sitting in his own hall, he sighed slightly in his heart: "I'm afraid this clan uncle will be difficult to get along with." He replied: "Boy Cui Po, pay homage to uncle." After saying this, he gave three heavy greetings. When Cui heard what he said, the guest who had already walked to the door and was about to leave stopped and turned his head and said: "You are Cui Po who is 'people in the world'?" Cui Po said so much that he was depressed: "Why are these people calling others so strange? Isn't it okay to call them well?" He could only answer: "It's late."

"Brother Yisun, this is a young talented man, Cuimen Qianliju!" The guest with beautiful hair and beard said in surprise.

"The children can speak a little slang, so why should Brother Gongnan praise him like this?" Cui Youfu said lightly, with no joy on his face. His words, coupled with his expression on his face, only made Cui Po feel nervous, and he said intimately: "It's true!" Then he heard Youfu say: "This is Yang Yan, Yang Gongnan, who was once the Minister of Personnel. He has always presided over the annual trials. He likes to reward the backwards the most. You have gone to see him."

Upon hearing Yang Yan's name, Cui Po's heart suddenly stumbled. Unexpectedly, he accidentally saw the Zhenyuan Prime Minister who changed the rent and mediocre system and practiced the two tax laws here. Thinking that this person was the most talented but inequality, Cui Po's respect became more and more respectful. His respect made Yang Yan, who had been demoted by Yuan Zai's recent burden, enjoyed it very much. He laughed and held his hands with his hands: "Young brother, don't be too polite. I know your talent. Let's have a good time to learn more about it." After that, he patted Cui Po's arm, and bowed to Youfu again and left.

"This person is not bad!" Cui Po said in his heart. At this moment, Cui Youfu's words came to his ears: "My brother Zhili wrote to me to comfort the students of the Boling Cuimen who came to Beijing for the exam. You are the only one mentioned in it. It was not until yesterday that Mingde Gate reported that I realized that you had arrived first. You are the one who registered with you. You are in Chongtangguan. It is not necessarily a good place. You will move to me tomorrow. Although my house is not big, there are not many you. One is also considered to have an explanation for Zhili. In addition, let me take a good look at you. He is praised by him as the most promising backward in the Boling Cui family for decades, and only then can I learn what it is."

When Cui Po heard this, he was really anxious and thought in his heart: "I'm not crazy about discussing Confucianism with you! I'm not crazy yet; just look at your typical master, I'm afraid I can't live here, otherwise there will be half freedom there." After my thoughts, I decided to say, "Thank you for your care and love, but my uncle is now at the Qing throne, but I am the candidate of the exam this year. If I live in my uncle's mansion, it's impossible to avoid giving people a handle, which is not beautiful. It's better to live in this Taoist temple, but I'll come naturally. I'll be more diligent in my daily life, so I have to ask my uncle for teachings."

"It's rare that you can think of this level." Cui Youfu looked at Cui Po with praise, but the praise of his eyes flashed away. "Then let's do it for the time being! I have heard a little about you. What I take the most is this "filial piety". If a person is not filial, all virtues will be ruined. You have a very family tradition. As for your talent...? I don't think that a few poems are talented. What should you write is that you write? The least is that you still write those songs and dancers who use these little tricks to charm others are not what my Cui family should do. You are still young, so you should spend more time studying to understand the subtle words and meanings of the sages of the most saints and teachers. Don't let your family style fall into the Boling Cui family for a temporary pleasure."

Cui Po was depressed, but he had nothing to say. After all, Ci's status was not high at this time, and not to mention that the person sitting in front of him was an outstanding figure trained by the Confucian and Guanguan family. I am afraid that he would sneer at the works that followed "poetry and love", not to mention this Ci! It is useless to know that refuting is useless, so Cui Po did not spend so much talk, but just responded with the words carefully.

It was half an hour later when Cui Po walked out of Tongyifang's house. He smiled bitterly: "Today I know what it means to be solemn and as if I were to Dabin". It seems that this house is still a little bit better." The next moment, he remembered the explanation of Cui Youfu, the man from the clan, who left, and would take him to attend the 80th birthday of the legendary general Guo Ziyi in five days. When he thought that he would soon see this famous general who was highly praised by the world, Cui Po couldn't help but be full of expectations again.

Seeing that it was still early, the place was close to the east and west cities in Chang'an City, Cui Po also wanted to go for a walk, and set off to the north and then headed east. Before long, the two cities were already far away.

Cui Po was about to stoop his horse and go straight to the east city, but he saw the street on the right side of the front yard full of people, making loud noises. Curiously, he turned his head and leaned over.

He stood up on the horse and looked inward. Anger suddenly arose in his heart. It turned out that dozens of soap-clothed servants were catching a teenage boy in his teenage body under the command of a girl. The boy was short and slippery and tight, and could always find a gap in the network array of big men. However, seeing that the circle was getting smaller and smaller, his room for movement became smaller, and it was expected that he would be caught.

Cui Po dismounted and was about to ask the reason, but he heard two people beside him talking about the boy's affairs, so he also left an ear to listen.

"This little Liuzi seems to have found the wrong person this time. Tsk tsk, look at such a big show, is that someone who can be provoked? If you are caught this time, I'm afraid that these two cities will lose a lot of fun!" said a slightly fat woman.

"Who said no, and it was pitiful to him. He lost his mother at the age of three and died at the age of seven. Finally, the Sun family took him in. But the wife did not tolerate him. The child was tough, so he ran out. You said that he was a half-year-old child, how could he live without stealing? Besides, he didn't steal poor people at least. It's rare to have such chivalrous spirit at a young age." A thin man next to the fat woman said, "A little bitched, "

At this time, the situation in the field became more and more serious. The little Liuzi had less room to move at this time, and the person was exhausted and panting. Seeing that he could not run, the girl in yellow in front of him shouted excitedly: "Fushun, come here, okay, catch this monkey cub for me, aunt, I will peel him alive today!"

Cui Po was already angry when he saw that many people bullying a child. He heard that the boy was still an orphan, and hesitated to be more concerned when he felt sick. He was worried that the other party would be in a big way, and hesitated to take action. He heard the girl say this, and could no longer bear it. He pushed forward a few steps and shouted: "Stop!"
Chapter completed!