There was no courtesy between the two of them, sitting at both ends of the coffee table, but Li Zhi poured a cup of tea for the dean, and the dean did not feel that he could not take it off, but accepted it calmly.

Li Zhi took a sip of fragrant tea and said, "Uncle Huang, what do you think of this person?" ”

The old dean smiled and said, "This son has brains and is smart enough, but he is not ruthless enough." He has a unique view of the Turks, and he hits the nail on the head, although it is a blunt knife to cut the flesh, but it is also feasible to deal with the Turks. It's just that the Turks are not fools, let us destroy their foundations. ”

Li Zhi nodded and said, "This matter has to be discussed in the long run, and the matter of Chang'an is still to be bothered by the imperial uncle." ”

The old dean smiled and said, "It's about me, Li Tang Jiangshan is naturally responsible, but what about Yuanjing?" ”

Li Zhi said with a gloomy face: "The matter of fratricidal brothers is not beautiful after all, and it will damage my Tang Guowei." Give him another chance, and if he's still obsessed, he'll do whatever he wants. ”

Dean Li Shuo smiled and said, "Your Majesty is kind-hearted, and it is the blessing of my Tang Dynasty." ”

Li Zhi said: "Uncle Huang has won the award. ”

Han Xiaofeng found the management office of the academy and rented the most remote place, just at the foot of the back mountain. It costs fifteen taels of silver a month to go around such a remote place, and this price is equivalent to the expenses of ordinary people for half a year.

Han Xiaofeng turned around for a long time and finally found the school house at the foot of the mountain, the senior brother really didn't lie to himself, the place was remote enough, and he knew that the place had been looking for a long time.

The house is not bad, the front hall and the back yard, but the light is dim, and it is a bit depressing to live here for a long time, but it doesn't matter, it's just that the practice is useful. It's okay to take care of it simply, but there is no bedding, and you have to go back.

The Han Mansion is still happy, and the old man Chu is teaching a few little guys to read and write, only the little tiger guy is holding a wooden sword and humming and practicing blindly.

Just now, Guo Xiao was also there, and Han Xiaofeng called him to the study and asked, "How is the beggar gang going?" ”

Guo Xiao said, "According to the master's instructions, I pulled those beggars who were bullied together to report to the group for warmth, and the effect was not bad." We've taken control of some places, and everybody can get money to eat, and now we're about 500 people joining us, and there will be many more to come. ”

Han Xiaofeng was also surprised, there were more than 500 people in just over half a month, and if this continued, the 100,000 accomplices of the Beggar Gang mentioned in the Tianlong Babu were not an exaggeration at all.

Han Xiaofeng said, "Good job, continue to work hard, control all the streets in Chang'an as much as possible, and let you do something important when the time comes." ”

Guo Xiao was also very strange, what could a group of beggars do, although he had doubts, he didn't ask, just nodded and agreed.

After Guo Xiao left, Han Xiaofeng stayed alone in the study in a daze. It's been almost a month since I came to Chang'an, and it's at least a month since Yang Xiu calculated. But Chang'an is so calm, which is unreasonable. Yang Xiu didn't go to Chang'an to relax and travel, he must be brewing a bigger action, and it must be a storm at that time. This is just an illusion before the storm, thinking of this, Han Xiaofeng couldn't help but sigh, and only hoped that the imperial court would give some strength and eradicate this scourge as soon as possible.

Early in the morning, before dawn, Han Xiaofeng brought two futons and prepared to go to the academy, and suddenly there were many armor soldiers patrolling the streets and alleys, and he was also stared at by the armor soldiers for a long time when he rode a horse, and the vendors who came out early on weekdays were even more frightened and did not dare to shout loudly, and the atmosphere was depressing and heavy.

Han Xiaofeng didn't want to make any trouble, so he didn't come forward to ask, but when he arrived at the south gate, he was even more heavily guarded, and everyone who came in and out needed to register and search. But there is no impermeable wall, Han Xiaofeng listened to two official children sitting in the tea shop next to him waiting to leave the city. Han Xiaofeng is also very strange, this is also more than ten meters away, he can actually hear other people's conversations, it may be the effect of the growth of Yi Jin Jing's strength, otherwise he really thinks he has superpowers.

A young brother dressed in a fancy costume shook the folding fan in his hand, closed the folding fan and whispered, "I heard that no, last night, Lord Qian, the right regular attendant of the military department, was intercepted and killed on the way home from Fireworks Lane, and his head was directly cut off with a knife, and even the head was taken away." ”

Another boy was startled, and whispered, "No, cut off the head with a knife?" I didn't even have a chance to fight back. I've heard that Qian Changshou used to be a master, and he could single-handedly cut them down in the face of dozens of horse bandits. ”

Brother Huafu sighed and said, "Isn't it, some people say that this Chang Shi once coveted a lady of Jiang Ranger, and failed to rob it, but now he is being found by the enemy." ”

Another son-in-law also sighed, "It's really no way to meet this ranger, who comes and goes without a trace, where to find someone." These people are really lawless, they really should... ”

Before this son-in-law could speak, he was stopped, and another son-in-law brother said, "Brother Ji is cautious, don't kill yourself." ”

The son surnamed Ji suddenly realized, looked around, and hugged his fists and said, "Thank you Brother Cao for reminding me." ”

The son surnamed Cao said, "Back then, Emperor Taizong competed in the world, and the Jianghu sect had a lot of merits, and now there are many people in the army, but now... Forget it, let's get out of town. ”

The son surnamed Cao knew that the more he talked, the more he was suspicious, so he didn't say more, joined the queue, and waited to get out of the city.

Han Xiaofeng probably understood that these Jianghu sects used to serve themselves with the Tang Dynasty, but now they refuse to obey discipline because they have a little affection with the imperial court. It is very hard to jump around the place all day long, and the court is not easy to start, for fear of causing a chain reaction and leading to riots. There are one or two frizzy murders and arsons, but no matter how strong others are martial arts, they come and go without a trace, and in the end it can only be Zhuang Wutou's case, and it will not be over.

However, Han Xiaofeng also felt that this matter was strange, no matter how bold this is, few of them have the courage to be so presumptuous at the feet of the Son of Heaven. That's the right permanent attendant of the military department, a dignified and powerful official, and a person who wants to enter the Jinluan Hall to face the saint if he goes further.

Anyway, if you don't understand it, you don't want to, so after registering, you will go to the academy, anyway, you missed the time to practice, so you are not in a hurry to go. Riding a thin horse, drinking a little wine, watching passers-by busy, he suddenly thought of a poem by Ma Zhiyuan:

Dead vines and old trees,

small bridges and flowing waters,

Ancient road west wind thin horse.

Sunset

The heartbroken man is at the end of the world.

really responded to an old saying, I don't know the meaning of the poem when I am young, and I am already a person in the poem when I read it again.

Although Han Xiaofeng has a faint nostalgia, he has already regarded this land as his home. How can there be nostalgia at home at the feet, and when he figured this out, he laughed insolently and shouted:

There are drunken eight immortals around the waist,

Often drunk and unawakened, sleeping in the sky.

Queen Mother Yao Pond Pan Peach Banquet,

The immortals smell the fragrance and get drunk.

This voice went down and attracted everyone's attention, some were amazed by the literary brilliance, and some were envious. There are countless women who blush and love each other, but countless autumn waves have gone with the autumn wind, and some powerful official ladies have spared no expense to inquire about the man's residence, just hoping to see the style of Tsing Yi again.

But Han Xiaofeng doesn't care so much, he raises a pot and drinks heavily, his green clothes are fierce, and his gas is even more chic and dusty, quite a wine fairy.

As everyone knows, Han Xiaofeng, the drunken Eight Immortals, inadvertently advertised for the Eight Immortals in Chang'an, resulting in countless literati and heroes looking for the Drunken Eight Immortals but couldn't.