It was mid-autumn, and the gentle breeze was blowing, adding a bit of coolness to the early morning that still had a little residual heat. The mansion that was entrenched directly east of Yankang Fang gradually woke up from its silence. Although the main entrance and the aconitum gate, where the plain lantern was taken down some time ago, are neat and magnificent, there are still many doors nearby. Even the plaque of "Pu Wangfu" paved with gold dust hanging high seems to be a little bleak due to its sparse popularity.

In a corner, an inconspicuous side door suddenly made a soft "squeak" sound. A thick layer of dust on the door scattered and sprinkled on a head that popped out and looked around. In the dust, the man couldn't help but sneeze, and immediately covered his mouth in some chagrin, trying to shrink his burly figure even smaller. However, even if he shrunk small, he still attracted the attention of everyone behind him.

Inside the door was a light veil hanging down and ventilated on all sides, and on it sat a middle-aged man as fat as a small mountain of meat. I saw that his eyes were wide open, the flesh on his cheeks trembled, and he was obviously clenching his teeth secretly. However, perhaps he was worried about something, but he did not burst into anger, and his voice was extremely low: "Fool! If people hear it, it will be a failure today!! Why don't you hurry up and see if anyone is staring at you nearby! ”

"Yes." A fine sweat broke out on the big man's forehead, and he looked out again. After confirming it many times, he turned around and replied, "King, there is no one outside the wall. After a careful look, the patrol team has indeed passed. Without further ado, we'll have to hurry before the next team comes over. ”

Hearing this, the fat man bowed slightly, and couldn't wait to say, "Quick!" Hurry up!! ”

So, the big men carrying the foot immediately quickened their pace and passed through the door. However, what they didn't expect was that their master's body was too special, and Buyu was also deliberately widened and enlarged. Although they barely managed to get out of the door, everyone was inevitably rubbed with a layer of dust, and they all had gray faces, as if they had rolled around in the mud a few times.

The fat man coughed a few times, and he couldn't care about the dust all over his body, and said angrily: "What are you still doing in a daze!" Let's go! "Isn't it easy to find a place to take a bath and change clothes? If you can't leave the palace first, you can't do anything you want. The eyes of the two bastards in the family are as sharp as the eagles, if they find out, this side door that is hard to find will definitely be sealed by them, then he will never have another chance-

Just as the big men were humming and carrying their masters to the alley next to them, a young man appeared at the mouth of the alley with his attendants. He has a pair of slightly picky phoenix eyes, a fair and handsome face, a tall and slender figure, with a unique leisurely attitude in his gestures, implied chic in his extravagance, and calm in his casualness, which is enough to make everyone forget the vulgar.

He seemed to have come in a hurry, his robe was flying, and his forehead was slightly sweaty, but he did not lose his demeanor at all. When a group of big men saw him, they were like naughty boys seeing Mr., shrinking their heads and not daring to move again. He glanced lightly at the group of people opposite, and his gentle voice carried an extremely natural deference: "Grandpa is covered in dust, where is this going?" ”

"......" The fat man slapped his palm, lifted the light veil on the step, and raised his eyebrows with difficulty to make a furious gesture, "This time I finally received such a grand post from the literary conference, I must not miss it!" He didn't allow his son to say anything, and he said very toughly: "Now that I have come out of the filial piety period, I also accompanied your aunt to the temple to make a dojo a while ago!" It's just going to a literary meeting, and it's not a hurry to drink and have fun, can those old things in Yushitai manage so much?! ”

"Grandpa is right." In the face of his anger, the young man did not refute, but calmly followed his meaning, "The eldest brother is really strict in managing the mansion. Now that he has come out of the filial piety period, he has officially removed his clothes, so Grandpa naturally doesn't have to be too restrained. ”

The fat man's expression was relieved, and he couldn't help but complain after his words: "It's not! Gee...... That is, he is suspicious all day long, we are not allowed to do this, and we are not allowed to do that! Alas, I knew that San Lang was also frightened by him, so he has been helping him, and his heart is still towards me. Look at you, a good boy, what has he been taught by Da Lang now? It's like he was printed out of the same mold! ”

The young man's expression did not change at all, and he smiled slightly: "Grandpa's words are wrong, the eldest brother and the child should be like Grandpa." As for the slight difference in temperament, it is also human nature. The eldest brother is cautious and cautious by nature, and there is nothing wrong with it. However, fortunately, Grandpa understands very well that the child's heart has indeed always been towards Grandpa. ”

"Good boy." The fat man laughed and patted the almost negligible vacancy next to him with satisfaction, "Come, come with me." lest I go to the literary meeting happily, but Dalang reprimands you for not persuading me. Let's just go and relax, and come back and talk to him as he wants. ”

The young man's brows jumped without a trace: "Grandpa, it's too simple to sit and walk over like this, so let someone arrange a car." Moreover, as a grandfather, it is a little inappropriate to rush over like this. Let's go back to the courtyard first, and it's not too late to change our clothes and set off. A cultural meeting will be held for at least a full day, and there is no need to rush it. ”

The fat man has always been pampered, and he is extremely good-looking, so he naturally agrees to come down. So, the big men carried him back to the mansion through the spacious side door. The servants guarding the doorway all looked sideways—when did the king go out, and why didn't they have the slightest impression?

"Once you've packed up, you'll wait here." His Royal Highness King Pu, who was vaguely a little vigilant, turned around with difficulty, and still did not forget to tell him, "Don't tell your brother, don't let him hear the slightest rumor, lest he harm our grandfather's affairs!" Good boy, today's victory or defeat is here! ”

"Grandpa, don't worry." The king of Xin'an replied with a light smile. When Buyu was getting farther and farther away, he put away his smile and instructed the attendants around him: "Go to the main courtyard of Donglu to inform my brother, I don't know who sent Mr. Zhou Jiyan's Wenhui post to Grandpa, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop him today." You have to find out the source of the post as much as possible, so that no villain will make trouble from it. In the future, you don't have to stop too tightly, you have to put some posts for Grandpa to pick and choose every month, so that he can go out for a walk. Otherwise, in the future, he was afraid that he would seize the opportunity to slip out. ”

The attendant hurriedly nodded in agreement, and then asked, "What should we do with that side door?" ”

"Leave it alone." Xin'an Jun Wang said, "If you don't help Grandpa keep this 'secret', he won't think about taking me with him in everything." However, the dust on the door is sprinkled thicker, remember to check it at any time, and do not let people with ulterior motives enter and exit the Puwang Mansion at will through this door. "Originally, this door was used for other purposes—such as secret access to the Pu Palace. Now that Grandpa has found it, it probably won't be able to be used in the future.

An hour later, a troika made of red sandalwood drove out of King Pu's mansion and headed towards the Yang family's courtyard.

In the past few years, with another poor disciple Zhang Nian High School Jinshi, Mr. Zhou's fame has already spread throughout Chang'an and the surrounding states. Every year, I don't know how many young scribes come here, hoping to win the favor of Mr. Zhou through the outstanding expression in the Guò Literary Society, so as to worship Mr. Zhou's disciples. However, Mr. Zhou is very strict in accepting apprentices, and so far he has only accepted two young boys.

Although the hope of apprenticeship is very slim, it is also very beneficial to the future as long as you spread your reputation in the literary meeting and get a word or two of praise from Mr. Zhou or Yang Qian. Therefore, every time the Yang family courtyard holds a literary meeting, the name is hard to find.

It is even rumored that in order to get the opportunity to enter the literary society, many scribes with small wealth did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to buy famous papers. It's a pity that all the people who get the name card regard it as a treasure, and they are reluctant to resell it, no matter how much they bid. Some people even deliberately collect famous posts for collection, which can be regarded as an alternative show-off.

When he got out of the carriage, Li Hui glanced at it lightly, and unsurprisingly found that there were more and more scholars waiting outside the courtyard. In the past few years, in the name of Mr. Zhou Jiyan, Yang Qian has accumulated a very impressive reputation among young scribes. The heads behind him were dimmed by him, like the difference between a bright moon and a bright star. If his best friend Wang Zixian wants to surpass Yang Qian in one fell swoop in a short period of time, even if he takes advantage of the reputation of the youngest boy in the dynasty, it may not be easy.

Because the post obtained by King Pu's Mansion is very special, of course, the person who came to welcome the guest will not be an ordinary steward, but a disciple of Mr. Zhou Jiyan. Coincidentally, it was Wang Zimu, who Li Hui couldn't be more familiar with, who came on foot. He has also grown into a handsome young man, although he is still a little shy between his eyebrows and eyes, he is calm and polite when he receives people and things, and the demeanor of the children of the family is fully displayed.

"Two kings, please inside." When he saw Li Tai and Li Hui, Wang Zimu's smile was also much lighter, "If the family teacher hears that His Royal Highness King Pu is coming, I don't know how happy I should be." ”

"Hehe, Lone and Mr. Zhou hit it off at first sight, and it is indeed fate." Li Tai sat down and smiled, "Presumably he still has that temper, and he doesn't want to deal with those irrelevant people." You can just take us where he is, and you don't have to follow any etiquette. ”

"Yes, juniors understand." The prince bowed and saluted, and took Li Hui to walk slowly beside Buyu.

Li Tai hadn't participated in a literary meeting for a while, so he naturally felt that everything around him was quite fresh. is to occasionally listen to a few sour poems and sour fu from the wind, and I can't help but comment on one or two sentences of dignity. Li Hui saw him smiling, and couldn't help but sigh lightly in his heart: Maybe the two brothers had a split before, if Grandpa was not happy at all, even if he was safe, what good would it be? I can't say that I will be as depressed as I was in my previous life. There is no point in just holding him in, you must try your best to seize a more appropriate opportunity and jump out of this cage.

Although it seems that Grandpa and Mr. Zhou Jiyan have a deep relationship now. But he, as a son, knew better, in fact, he was more at ease with those hermits. The friendship with Mr. Zhou was only driven by his vain nature. After all, by befriending a reputable scribe, his own literary name could spread farther.

Grandpa may never understand that the idle clan does not need and cannot want any literary fame.

And they may never understand Grandpa's dedication and love for "fame".