At the side of the Hejiang Pavilion, fifty carriages full of unparalleled salt were ready to go, and their destination was Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty.

The big shopkeeper of the Liu family, the tiger, was tall and tall, and he bowed to Liu Ling and Francis, Liu Ling and Francis both returned the salute and said: "The big shopkeeper is here, be careful all the way, and arrive in the capital safely as soon as possible." ”

"Little lady, don't worry about Fang Langjun, farewell!"

The tiger bowed again, got up and shouted, "Let's go!" The entire huge convoy suddenly started slowly and galloped towards the north gate of Chengdu.

When Li Ang returned to the Hejiangting branch, Fang Ji and Liu Ling were still standing in front of the door, watching the convoy go away.

"Ahem!" Leon sat down on his horse and coughed loudly.

Fang Ji and Liu Ling turned their heads and saw his playful expression, Liu Ling subconsciously looked back at his cousin, his face flushed slightly.

Francis arched his hand and said, "I'm back." ”

Li Ang nodded with a smile and joked: "In the sky, I wish to be a winged bird, and I am willing to be a branch on the ground." Xiaofang, let's do it and cherish it. Hahahaha......"

Li Ang laughed loudly, jumped across the atrium, went straight into the backyard, and came to the makeup building of Yang Liuyiyi. Nangong Ziyan, who had been separated for many days, wore a white dress, leaning on the railing of the corner, looking at it like a wisp of white clouds lingering in the corner of the building, white and beautiful.

"Li Lang!" Seeing Lang Yuema go straight into the backyard, Nangong purple fireworks bloomed and snorted.

"By asking the to Ziyan, he once learned to dance for a long time. My beauty is like a fairy, purple smoke, I miss you, come down, hahaha......."

"Li Lang!" Carrying the skirt floated down like a white cloud.

"Give me your hand." Li Ang said and lifted her onto the horse, the beauty was as light as a promise, the nephrite jade was warm and fragrant in his arms, and the eyebrows were delicate everywhere.

As soon as Fang Ji and Liu Ling entered the front yard, they saw Li Ang coming out with Nangong Purple Smoke Prancing Horse, and the man was heroic and upright. The woman is delicate and gentle, the horsewhip is lightly raised, and the skirt is flying, what a beautiful couple.

Under the envious eyes of the guys in the courtyard, Li Ang took Nangong Ziyan and galloped out. The sound of horses' hooves resounded through the bustling streets, and Leon did not shy away from it. Wrapping his arms around the slender waist of the beauty shuttled through the full carriage and horses.

"Li Lang, where are we going?" The atmosphere of the Tang Dynasty is open, and Nangong Ziyan was originally born in a Qinglou, she snuggled in Li Ang's arms, although she attracted the sideways eyes of the people on the street, or her face was full of envy, or she pointed and pointed, she was still calm and calm, and she smiled and smiled.

Li Ang replied with a smile, "Take you home." ”

"Really? Is what Li Lang said true? ”

Nangong Ziyan surprises. A layer of hot mist suddenly appeared in her bright eyes, and her jade hand tightly held Li Ang's wrist holding her slender waist.

She is a Qinglou woman, and how she usually treats me and me outside, it's just a storm. Few men will take the Qinglou woman home. Once he's willing to take you home, the meaning is completely different.

Leon just laughed, and the horse's hooves were brisk, and he walked through the crowd of people on the street and out of the west gate. He galloped to Shangxi Village.

The villagers of Shangxi Village saw Li Ang come back with a charming beauty. His eyes were straight, and when Li Ang passed, he immediately talked about it.

"Li Langjun is really blessed, a few days ago, a fairy-like little lady came to him, and today he brought back a ......"

"This is someone Li Langjun has the ability, don't be envious. You don't have this life. ”

"Why are you talking about me, do you have this life?"

"You guys, if you can take a look, that's a great blessing."

“………”

The shy Xiaoqiu hid in the pharmacy and was embarrassed to come out, and Hua Xiaomei stared at a pair of apricot eyes. Stupidly called "big brother", old man Hua was so serious but accidentally tore off a few whiskers. This is the reaction of the Hua family when they saw Li Ang and Nangong Ziyan riding back on the same horse.

"Ahem, this little lady is .........." Old Man Hua couldn't help but ask first.

Li Ang jumped off the horse first, then hugged Nangong Ziyan down, turned around and smiled: "Elder Hua, I have decided, I am going to participate in the imperial examination and strive to come back with a top prize." Her name is Nangong Ziyan, she is both talented and beautiful, I finally invited her back to teach scripture and history, of course, if she wants, she can also work part-time for my old Li family in the future, hehe......."

"Huh?" Old man Hua was instantly thundered, as if he suddenly didn't know Li Ang, "You...... What do you say, you are going to participate in the imperial examination? To be examined......... Champion in the exam? This is ...... Mr. Woman? What is branching out? ”

"Hua Lao, you are very rude like this, huh? Hahaha! ”

Li Ang looked playful, but Nangong Ziyan didn't dare to do this, she stepped forward and solemnly saluted Old Man Hua and said, "Cheap maid Nangong Ziyan, I've seen Old Hua." ”

"Excuse me, excuse me, hurry up and excuse me."

Nangong Ziyan is gentle and polite, and Old Man Hua's first impression of her is still very good; In addition, I can't figure out the situation, so I am naturally polite.

After some greetings, Old Man Hua seemed to suddenly remember something, and slapped his head and shouted: "Xiaoqiu, Xiaoqiu, take out those famous thorns." ”

When Xiaoqiu heard the shout, he hurriedly came out with a bunch of famous stabs, and Li Ang looked at it and asked in surprise, "Hua Lao, what is this?" ”

Old man Hua was probably a little puzzled about this matter, and he replied: "The old man still wants to ask you, what's going on?" Yesterday and this morning, there was an endless stream of people who came to cast names and ask to see some Huanhuaxi monks. ”

"Huanhuaxi Layman...... Hey hey ......"

Leon took a few famous stabs and looked through them. The so-called famous thorn is actually equivalent to a business card, but the name thorn of the Tang people has to be written by themselves, and they must be written on red paper, you must not write on white paper, you can write official positions, counties, you can also write names, font sizes, and the shape is rolled.

This time, there were teachers and students from the state school, as well as celebrities and scholars from the state capital, and the number was as many as 58. Li Ang has been busy with his own affairs in the city for the past two days, but he doesn't know that since Zhang Qiu Keer bought the "Huanhuaxi Poetry Collection" for fifty yuan from Xiao Luan's newly opened bookstore, this sky-high price book is even more famous in the city, attracting a large number of curious readers to go to the bookstore to watch.

But the bookstore has rules, unless you pay to buy the book, you don't want to read it. In the end, a group of students from the state school couldn't help but be curious, and they raised funds and bought a copy of "Huanhuaxi Poetry Collection".

The twenty poems included in the poetry collection are all masterpieces that have been passed down through the ages, and they quickly spread among readers, and various manuscripts suddenly swept the entire Yizhou Mansion.

This is the Tang Dynasty, people's enthusiasm for poetry is beyond imagination, and the name Huanhuaxi has also become a magical character passed on by readers.

Many people found the "Shangxi Village Printing Workshop" in the poetry collection, and after asking the people in the printing workshop, they found the Hua family.

Li Ang looked at a bunch of famous thorns, and said with a smile: "Hua Lao, if someone comes, you just say that you don't know any Huanhuaxi monks, haha........."

"Stinky boy, tell me honestly, you wrote those poems?"

"It's not...... Don't fight! Don't fight! I'm honest, ouch, Miss Nangong is looking at it, Hua Lao, can you save me some .........face?"

Li Ang was dodging Old Man Hua's slap, and a voice came from outside the courtyard: "Excuse me, is this the Huanhuaxi Residence?" ”

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(To be continued......)