On the morning of August 14.

The Minister of Chinese and Military Affairs of the DPRK and young talents from various families successively received invitations to the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting.

There are two kinds of invitations, one is for the audience, the other is for the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry competition, and the latter is specially distributed to talents.

The whole morning passed, and the Dream Group did not move.

Everyone was looking forward to it, hoping that someone from the palace would send an invitation to their young master.

But the sun is at its top, and I still haven't seen the poor people in the palace.

At this moment, on the official road leading to the gate of the Dream Group, a few healthy horses came.

Zhang Jian and the others, who were waiting here, immediately stood up excitedly.

Xu Zhengdao had excellent eyesight, shook his head, and said: "Looking at the outfit, it is not a person in the palace, but a martial artist, menacing. ”

Lu Bu stood behind the fence gate and shouted, "Ready! ”

Squeak and quack.

Squeak and quack.

In front of the fence gate, three wooden stakes were immediately re-placed.

Several guards spread the blanket with iron thorns on the ground.

I saw the knights coming quickly.

The first person shouted loudly: "Open the door, I want to see Duhe." ”

Lu Bu took a closer look and said, "It's General Xiao Qin, open the door and let you go!" ”

The crowd opened the gates.

saw Qin Huaiyu rushing in on a horse, pulled the reins, jumped off the horse, and threw himself into Lu Bu's arms.

"Whirring ......"

Qin Huaiyu gasped and asked, "Where is Du He?" ”

"General Xiao Qin, follow me!"

Lu Bu grabbed Qin Huaiyu and walked inside like a chicken.

Soon, Qin Huaiyu met Du He.

Du He sat in the courtyard, still practicing calligraphy.

Qin Huaiyu stepped forward to look at it, and said with a smile: "Duhe, Duhe, now that the sky is about to fall, you are still in the mood to practice calligraphy here, I really don't know what to say about you!" ”

"Brother Qin, calm down, the sky is falling, there is a high top, why should I bother, but you, looking for me in such a hurry, there must be something urgent?" Du He asked with a smile.

Qin Huaiyu found a place to sit down, and then said: "Before noon today, the palace sent someone to distribute the invitation card for the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting, this year's rules have changed, no invitation, no invitation, can not enter the palace, since yesterday, General Li Junxian personally led the troops to guard the imperial city, before the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting, even if it is the minister of the court, without His Majesty's order or invitation, he is not allowed to enter the imperial city." ”

"Brother Qin, you are also a rare talent in Chang'an City, you must have gotten an invitation."

"I also got the invitation, and I can still participate in the invitation of the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Competition, but unfortunately, I'm not you, it's okay for me to fight, but it's impossible for me to chant poetry against it!" Qin Huaiyu shook his head and laughed at himself helplessly.

At this time, Zhang Jian next to him said: "General Xiao Qin, you don't write poems anyway, it's better to give your invitation to my young master, the young master hasn't gotten the invitation yet." ”

When Qin Huaiyu heard this, he spread his hands and smiled: "If it were so simple, I wouldn't be in a hurry to come to the Dream Group, on this invitation, the name is written in advance, one for each person, the identity does not match the name, and you can't enter the imperial city." ”

"Ah......h

When Zhang Jian and the others heard this, they were all dumbfounded.

Xu Zhengdao scolded: "Grandma, isn't this obviously aimed at us? ”

Qin Huaiyu nodded: "I'm afraid that's it, now it seems that the palace doesn't want Du He to have the opportunity to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting, otherwise, with Du He's talent, who in the whole world can compare!" ”

Zhang Jian said: "It's too much to deceive people! ”

But everyone scolded and scolded, but there was nothing they could do.

After all, the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting is held in the palace, and the rules are also set by others, so it seems that you don't want to participate if you don't have an invitation.

But I heard Qin Huaiyu say: "Before I came, I heard my father say that there was news from Tongzhou yesterday that Uncle Wei Chi was in poor health recently and was not in good shape. Originally, I also planned to go to Tongzhou for my father to see Uncle Wei Chi, and by the way, to see Pauline's, but now it seems that it will have to wait until after the Mid-Autumn Festival. ”

When Du He heard this, he suddenly thought of something, he stood up and asked, "Brother Qin, is the news true?" ”

"It's true, the news only reached Chang'an City yesterday, and my father was one of the first people to know."

Du He paced back and forth in the courtyard, walking back and forth a few times, he suddenly turned around, stared at Qin Huaiyu, and said, "Brother Qin, there is something to help!" ”

"Please!"

Du He said straight to the point: "I want to ask you to give up participating in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting. ”

"Give up? What's so difficult about that, I'm not interested in this poem, and I fell asleep drunk at last year's Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, and I was almost found embarrassed. Qin Huaiyu waved his hand indifferently and said.

Du He continued: "This is the first, and the second, may I ask Brother Qin, how long will it take to get from Chang'an City to Tongzhou at the earliest?" ”

"It's a long day to say the least, or ride a fast horse."

Du He listened, tapped the table quickly with his hand, and quickly had a plan in his heart: "This second thing is that I want to ask Brother Qin to go on a trip, go to Tongzhou, quickly go to Tongzhou, and bring Uncle Wei Chi and Bao Lin back to Chang'an, along the way, there must be no delay, and I must catch up with tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting." ”

Du He finished.

Everyone was stunned.

What does this have to do with the Mid-Autumn Festival?

Qin Huaiyu smacked his lips and asked curiously: "Du He, you won't be stupid, I will go to Tongzhou and bring Uncle Wei Chi back, what is the benefit to you?" ”

Du He smiled mysteriously: "I'm not sure about this matter, it's just a guess, anyway, you don't like this poetry meeting, just help me." If there is a need in the future, in a word, I Duhe can go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire for you. ”

Qin Huaiyu waved his hand: "I help you, but I don't want you in return." I know that you have always been scheming, well, in that case, I will hurry up and go to Tongzhou, and bring Uncle Wei Chi and Pauline back to Chang'an, even if you climb, you will also return to Chang'an City before the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting begins tomorrow! ”

Du He stepped forward, raised his hand, and saluted Qin Huaiyu: "Brother Qin, please." This matter still needs you to keep it a secret. ”

Qin Huaiyu nodded solemnly: "Brother Xian, don't worry, I know what to do." ”

Du He shouted loudly: "Come on, bring the young master's BMW 730 here." ”

Soon, BMW arrived.

Qin Huaiyu got on the BMW and said with satisfaction: "Good horse, good horse, with this BMW, why do you need half a day, half a day's work will be there." ”

"Drive!"

Qin Huaiyu clamped his legs, waved his horsewhip, rode a BMW, left the Dream Group, and quickly headed towards the southeast.

Du He watched Qin Huaiyu leave, and Nuo Nuo said to himself: "I hope that this time Young Master Ben will not miscalculate!" ”

Zhang Jian said with a smile: "The young master has always been exhausted, although I don't know what the young master has calculated this time, but I think the young master must be right." ”

"Fuck off! You are a young master and an immortal......" Du He said with a smile.