Just after the New Year, the climate in the eastern capital is still very cold. On the plum trees on both sides of Chang'an Street, the blossoms are proud. The shops on both sides also opened early.

There was just a snowfall last night, and on the thick city wall of the Eastern Capital, Long Wuwei was also sweeping the thick snow on the city wall.

In a small inn near Dali Temple, a young man quietly looked at the teapot on the fire in front of him, but his mind was not on the fire.

"Woo~~~~Woo~~Woo~~"

The boiling kettle of water whined. Only then did the boy come to his senses.

"Yikes! Hiss~~~"

The boy hurriedly took the teapot off the stove, but forgot to wrap the handle with a rag on the side, and a burning pain caused the boy to hurriedly let go of his hand. Tea spilled in front of the desk next to it, wetting the books on the table.

The boy hurriedly wiped the water stains on the mountain with his cuffs, and then carefully spread out and dried the book.

"It's good that the master is not around, otherwise I will be scolded again." The boy looked at the water stains on the book and laughed at himself.

The clothes on the boy's body did not have any sense of luxury, and the cuffs were embroidered with this pale cyan lotus. This does not seem to be a native of the Eastern Capital. There were only a few simple quaint books on the table.

And the upper sword hanging from the head of the bed looked a little different. The pale cyan scabbard was inlaid with several white pearls of the deep sea, and the hilt was also composed of red coral branches.

"Liangzhou Li Fu, Liangzhou Li Fu is not here?"

"Hey, here, here!"

The boy heard his name being called and hurried downstairs.

A man dressed in a white Confucian costume stood in the lobby of the inn, holding a few red posts in his hand, and a pen in the other hand and writing something on the table in front of him.

"You're Li Fu, aren't you?" Confucius glanced at the young man who hurriedly went downstairs and asked.

"Yes, sir." The young man saluted and said respectfully.

"Your student uniform, as well as the waist card for this Lantern Festival test. Tomorrow I will go to Dali Temple to participate in the preliminary examination, remember. The Confucian scholar glanced at Li Fu, drew a circle of Li Fu's name on the piece of paper in front of him, and then continued to call the next student against the name on it.

This is the list of students who participated in the Lantern Festival examination this year, and this inn is a post station temporarily set up by the student supervisor for students from all over the world for the Lantern Festival examination.

Since the opening of the Taizong dynasty, the Tang Dynasty has recruited talents. In the third year of Zhenguan, Emperor Taizong ordered the then Wei Taifu to set up a student supervisor, and decreed that young talents under the age of sixteen in the fourteen counties of the Tang Dynasty could only enter the government after passing the Lantern Festival examination at the beginning of the year, so that they could participate in the triennial court examination and enter the official career.

Therefore, this time of year in the Eastern Capital is the most popular time for the major nobles and princes in the Eastern Capital. The entire eastern capital will be lively.

"Yang Zixu, where is Yang Zixu? Yang Shizi! The Confucian student of the student prison shouted a person's name loudly. I didn't answer for a long time, and there was a burst of anxiety in my eyes.

"Stop screaming, I'm here."

Upstairs, a teenager rubbed his eyes and wore a coat, yawning and stretching lazily. Kicked open the half-hidden door. Walked down the stairs.

"What are you doing, this is....I don't want to sleep well in the morning." The young man surnamed Yang didn't take the Confucian students of the student prison seriously at all, walked straight to his side, and took the waist card.

"Wait a minute, Yang Shizi. You should know that once you enter this inn, the Lantern Festival will try not to let you go out for three days. This has been the rule for hundreds of years, and if you let the old lady in the family know what happened last night....."

The Confucian student in charge of the student seemed to know the identity of the scholar in front of him, and whispered in Yang Zixu's ear.

After Yang Zixu heard this, the tiredness on his face immediately disappeared, his eyes rolled for a moment, and then he showed a meaningful smile, and said, "Then how can you say it, do you know what happened last night?" ”

"This...."Confucian said with a sad face.

"Last night, I saw the moon in the sky, and I couldn't control myself for a while, so I went out to admire the moon. Shouldn't that be a big deal, right? Yang Zi smiled evilly, and stuffed a silver ingot into the cuff of Confucian without a trace.

"If it's not a big deal, there's no need to alarm my old lady, right? When the old man is old, don't take some trivial things to talk about the old man. Yang Zixu, half-squinted, didn't know if he didn't wake up or had other intentions.

"Yes, but Yang Shizi, don't go through the side door to come back next time you 'admire the moon', according to the owner of the inn, for the safety of your reference students these days, a dog has been released over there recently." Confucius touched the silver ingot in his sleeve, and then said meaningfully.

Yang Zixu, who had just taken a step, paused slightly, then shivered and yawned back to his room.

Confucian continued to hand out waist cards for various exams, not paying much attention to this matter.

Last night there was a lot of snow, and by noon the road was still not cleared, and there were not many people on the street except for a few young children playing.

"Tap, tap, tap. Tap, tap, tap, tap, "A fierce sound of horses' hooves resounded on Chang'an Street.

"Northwest victory! Northwest victory! Emperor Wuhou has 60,000 heavenly troops to break Rong Di! The three towns of Northern Xinjiang have all been recovered! ”

"The Great Victory in the Northwest ~~~ Emperor Wuhou broke Rong Di ~~ The three towns of Northern Xinjiang have been fully recovered!"

On Chang'an Street, a fierce horse galloped past, and the officer on horseback read out the good news ahead. The direction of the horses galloping is the most brilliant and magnificent building in the Eastern Capital - Daming Palace.

"Is this true? It's been three years, and Rong Di has finally retired?! ”

"Tiance is indeed the most powerful army in my Tang Dynasty, and it only took two months to repel Rong Di!"

"I don't think it's just Tiance, don't forget, Emperor Wuhou is in charge of the army."

"Yes, Emperor Wuhou has not left the Eastern Capital for nearly seventy years, and this time he will go to the Northern Frontier, of course he will definitely win!"

This good news made the people of Dongdu very happy. The battle in the northwest lasted for three years, and even several famous armies of the Tang Dynasty were defeated by Rong Di. And now, in just three months, the soldiers of Tiance Mansion, under the leadership of Emperor Wuhou, annihilated Rong Di in one fell swoop and recovered three important towns. Undoubtedly, before the Lantern Festival, it gave the people of Dongdu an excellent good news!

At this time, in the inn, a group of students who participated in the Lantern Festival examination flocked to Chang'an Street, and saw the black wolf flag fluttering behind the heralds, and the joy was filled on the faces of each student.

"Victory? Didn't you say there was still some time? Rong Di couldn't stand it so soon? Yang Zixu opened the upstairs window, looked at the herald at the end of the street and was getting farther and farther away, and muttered puzzled.

I was just about to close the window and continue to make up for last night's sleep, when I turned my head and saw Li Fu in the next room. Li Fu stood in front. His brow was slightly upturned, his right hand was gently placed in front of the window, and his index finger tapped lightly on the window frame, as if he was thinking about something.

Li Fu felt that someone was staring at him, and his head tilted slightly to the right. A man in a long robe, slightly squinting his sleepy eyes, leaned obliquely in front of the window, his hands clasped in front of his chest, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if mocking, as if chuckling. It's like I've found something very interesting.

"Why, aren't you happy about winning the battle?" Yang Zixu yawned, secretly blaming himself for staying too late in the painting boat last night.

"No, it's just that I didn't expect Rong Di to survive this winter." Li Fu nodded to Yang Zixu, which was regarded as a salute, and the young man in front of him was very interesting, it was almost noon, and he still looked like he had not woken up. Laughed.