Li Changan's reward came from Beijing to Dongyue County, and then to Linxian.
It also coincides with the New Year of the New Dynasties.
The tablet of Zhongyong Bo Li Changan, under the escort of the Ministry of Rites Wai Lang, hit the gongs all the way and came to Dongyue County.
The county guards, counties and other officials at the gate of the city early.
The prayer lamp is full of the sky.
"Oh ..."
"Oh ..."
The bells of the Bailu Academy sounded, and the style of Wen Qi was like clouds and fog.
The people in Dongyue County have taken the streets.
Under the arrangement of the government government, we welcome the tablet of loyalty Li Changan.
In this lively Dongyue county, Tonglu Hutong seems to be extraordinarily deserted.
Liu Zhiyin and Liu Linglong are the same as usual, ready to leave the yard.
As soon as I opened the door, a figure outside the door came into view.
Liu Zhiyin pulled Liu Linglong to rush to salute, "Master."
Gu Weidao's thin body, a little bit of cricket today, although the gray hair is still meticulous, it is less spiritual.
"Good boy, don't go to the academy today." Gu Weidao carried Erguotou in his hand,
"Accompany the old man, drink some wine in Changan."
"Your uncle Zhang will come here."
Liu Zhiyin and Liu Linglong breathed a stagnation, and his nose suddenly sour. He blinked quickly, and he didn't want the tears in his eyes to fall.
It didn't take long for the three to enter the yard,
Zhang Fugui greeted a few guys to come.
The gangs were holding a large copper pot, and there were all kinds of side dishes.
Sit down under the shed in the yard.
"It's a bit cold that day." Zhang Fugui asked the guy to go to the stove.
Liu Linglong took a gift to Gu Weidao and Zhang Fugui, and walked into the North House with red eyes.
Liu Zhiyin's lips moved slightly, but in the end, he didn't say a word, but he buried his head to help clean up the hot pot.
It is still snowing in the sky.
It seems that the excitement outside the hutong is completely separated.
The hot pot soon cooked "Guru".
Zhang Fugui barely smiled and said, "Eating hot pot in winter, just right ..."
Liu Zhiyin took Liu Linglong, who had red and swollen eyes, sat at the table, but looking at the rolling red soup, he couldn't move the chopsticks.
"Eat vegetables, eat vegetables ..." Zhang Fugui Zhang Luo.
"” ... "At this time, the courtyard door was knocked.
Liu Zhiyin went to open the door.
It's Song Anmin.
"Brother Song ..." Liu Zhiyin bowed his head to salute.
Song Anmin hurriedly let go, and dare not receive this gift.
When I walked into the yard, I bowed to Gu Weidao first, and then saluted Liu Zhiyin and Liu Linglong. Finally, I gave a gift towards Zhang Fugui.
If you do n’t say a word, you just pour three glasses of wine for yourself. After drinking, you leave.
Then Uncle Ding, Tian Ge ... and wait for the backbones of the Han Dynasty to come one by one.
They were worried that they would be stared at and dare not come all of them all at once. They all came alone.
After coming, after drinking three glasses of wine, he returned to your own place.
Gu Weidao simply put down the chopsticks and looked at Zhang Fugui, "Did you arrange it?"
Zhang Fugui shook his head quickly, "It's definitely not me."
Gu Weidao looked at Liu Zhiyin and Liu Linglong on the side, sighed lightly,
The smelly boy went to save his unlimited teacher. As a result, he didn't return, and he didn't know how to delay a few people.
Gu Weidao drank a glass of wine, and suddenly scolded, "Wang Tianzheng's Bastu Egg!"
The three people next to them were so frightened that Zhang Fugui quickly covered Gu Weidao's mouth.
"He is your master!"
Gu Weidao drank another glass of wine, "I can't scold him? He was out of tune ten years ago. He thought that after ten years, he could at least temper his temper. But after the results came out, what did you do?"
"In the end, his disciples and grandsons were asked to rescue him. Isn't it a shame?"
"When they come back, I must sever the master-disciple relationship with him in front of him and Chang'an!"
As he spoke, Gu Weidao did not forget to comfort Liu Zhiyin and Liu Linglong.
"My dear friend, Linglong, don't worry, I will teach them a lesson when they come back."
Zhang Fugui was so frightened that he said anxiously, "Lao Gu, why are you so crazy? You are about to be struck by lightning!"
"A thunder strike from the sky?" Gu Weidao glared, "Come on, strike me to death if you can!"
"That old guy Wang Tiangang, it's enough to bring trouble to me. If you want to bring trouble to my apprentice, I...I..."
"Knock knock knock..." The door knocked again.
The door opened with a creak.
It's Qin Xiuman and Xu Nian.
"I have seen Gu...'s instructions." Qin Xiuman and Xu Nian looked embarrassed, but they still took the lead in bowing respectfully.
There is no way, just in terms of age, Qin Xiuman is older than Gu Weidao.
"What are you doing here?" Gu Weidao regained his normal expression and straightened his back and asked.
With a sneer on his face, Qin Xiu pulled Xu Nian and bowed to Liu Zhiyin and Liu Linglong.
Liu Zhiyin and Liu Linglong were so frightened that they quickly stepped aside, not daring to accept this gift.
"Zhiyin and Linglong, there is no need to hide." Gu Weidao said, "They salute, this is what they should do!"
As he said that, Gu Weidao glanced at Qin Xiuman and Xu Nian,
"Emotional Chang'an is not your apprentice..."
"Are you satisfied now? That solid-eyed brat has gone off to fool around with his master. You can sit back and relax now?"
Xu Nian wanted to speak anxiously, but Qin Xiuman held him back and allowed Gu Weidao to ridicule him.
"Knock knock knock..."
The courtyard door rang again.
The door opened and it was Yan Qingshi.
Yan Qingshi walked into the courtyard and saluted Gu Weidao first, "Master."
Gu Weidao was stunned. He naturally understood what these two words meant, and immediately sighed, "Silly boy, why are you bothering?"
Yan Qingshi just shook her head, "Come here today. Qingshi wants to say goodbye to Master and my sisters."
"You should go too, but Qi is too far away. If you and your grandfather go there, you must pay attention to your health..."
Yan Qingshi lowered her head and said, "Master, don't worry, Qingshi knows that those people are very respectful to grandpa and Qingshi."
"When I finish learning Qing Shi, I will definitely come back and go to the North in person..."
Yan Qingshi left, taking her grandfather with her and embarking on the eastward journey with the scribes from the Yan Sheng family who came all the way from Qi.
Outside Tonglu Hutong,
An Nan Zhi and Zhou Ziyu didn't go inside for a long time, they just stood quietly, letting the snow fall all over their bodies.
For a long time,
"Let's go." Annan Zhi turned around, the snowflakes falling from her body.
"Where are you going? Aren't you going in?" Zhou Ziyu was stunned for a moment and hurried to follow.
"What are you talking about? You're just annoying people." Annan Zhi said, "What I want is Li Changan, and it has nothing to do with others."
Zhou Ziyu was helpless,
"Sometimes I really don't understand you. People who don't know better think you are the princess of Jin Dynasty. You are so arrogant that you don't even want to lower your head. You are obviously thinking about them too."
An Nanzhi twitched her lips, "Princess of Dajin? Just those canaries? Why should you compare with me?"
"Then you have to tell me what you are going to do back in the capital, right?" Zhou Ziyu hurriedly asked.
"They can't guard Li Changan's memorial tablet in the Pillar Hall of the Capital. I want to guard it for Li Changan." When talking about Li Changan, a touch of tenderness appeared in Annan Zhi's eyes.
Zhou Ziyu said hurriedly, "Are you guarding for him? In what name? Don't forget, now Li Changan is nominally alone, without a wife or children!"
"Is it okay to make a private decision for life?" Annan Zhi strode forward, "I, Annan Zhi, the legitimate daughter of the An family, will not break my oath and guard the memorial monument for my deceased husband, is it okay?"
"Are you crazy!? In your life..."
"I only recognize Li Changan! I will not marry anyone but him!"
"How could the An family let you die alone for this oath?" Zhou Ziyu looked at An Nanzhi.
An Nanzhi stopped and looked at the flying snow in the sky, "The clan has always wanted to find a way to break through the shackles of inherited culture."
"I'll give them my writings in exchange for a lonely life."
"If you force me again, I will escape into Buddhism!"