Yang Fan set off to return to Beijing, taking his wife and son with him.

The only people who saw them off were Gongsun Bufan and his wife and their daughters, as well as Chang'an Ling Liu Yitian, and none of the major families in Shandong sent them off, and this time it was within Liu Yitian's expectations.

First of all, Yang Fan is in the district of Yilang, although he is now in the Tianguan Yamen, judging from his age, he can be described as promising, but it is not enough to make the families respectful. Another one, Yang Fan had offended the Lu family before, and all the families in Shandong were in the same spirit, even if they didn't have any prejudice against Yang Fan, considering the Lu family's thoughts, they couldn't come.

There are a lot of people from the Guan Long family, but most of them are small characters, except for one Duguyu, who is the head of the family. This is not what Liu Yitian expected, in his opinion, the Guan Long family did this, not so much to give Yang Fan face, but to not give face to the Shandong Shi clan, they are a harmonious group on the surface, but they are mortal enemies in their bones, of course they will not let go of this kind of opportunity.

However, when it comes to sending each other, these people just went to Gongsun Mansion first, and then accompanied them out of the city.

Yang Fan was appointed as the suzerain of the "Succession Hall", without any grand ceremony, this is the uncrowned king, the king of the night, his inauguration, is also extremely low-key, but when he came to Chang'an City, Yang Fan was still just a five-rank lang, in charge of the punishment department, and now, he is already one of the few big people in the world.

At the ten-mile long pavilion, there was a woman standing quietly.

Tsing Yi is plain makeup, graceful, over thirty years old, the charm still exists, she is a boat lady.

Yang Fan and his party came to the long pavilion, and the boat lady stepped out of the small pavilion and waved to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan reined in his mount, and the boat lady said: "Today, Erlang returned to Luoyang, and there is no future for him again, my young lady wanted to send him off in person, but she was weak." You can't travel far. Dispatch maid, give gifts. I wish Erlang to go step by step, and the clouds will rise straight up! ”

A very decent send-off speech, Gao Gonggong strangled his mount, glanced at Yang Fan with a smile, and said in his heart: "Erlang is really bold, there is a princess." also dares to provoke some confidantes outside. ”

Yang Fan had already jumped off the horse, thanked him repeatedly, and the boat lady turned around and picked up a long box from the stone table in the pavilion, slowly walked to Yang Fan's side, and said with a smile: "This piano has been with my young lady for a long time, and now it ...... It's Erlang's! ”

took advantage of Yang Fan's efforts to thank the piano. The boat lady lowered her voice and said, "Erlang is here, there is a long way to go." My lady has a word of advice. ”

The boat lady just moved her lips slightly, and the voice clearly came into Yang Fan's ears, in the eyes of others, the boat girl was just smiling, Yang Fan stretched out her hand to catch the piano, and thanked her again and again, and the boat lady also said simple kind words.

Yang Fan's eyes raised. The eyes that looked at the boat lady sharpened.

The boat lady was still smiling. With a calm expression, a series of subtle and clear voices quickly entered Yang Fan's ears: "Erlang's every move in the future." There is the power of wind and thunder, and the momentum of wind and thunder is easy to occur and not easy to hide, so there should be room for mistakes in everything, because ...... No matter how perfect Jihua is, there are unpredictable variables, and no one really has a last resort! ”

"Thank you Miss Ning Ke for her kindness, although Yang is not good at the piano, he will cherish this thing and regard it as a treasure!"

Yang Fan said loudly, and chased softly: "Yang understands that Kong Ming is still missing the street pavilion, and Miss Ning Ke's golden and jade words are remembered by Yang!" ”

Yang Fan turned around and handed the piano to the lady's car, turned around and saluted the boat lady again, and the boat lady retreated to the side of the road and watched them walk by the side.

Anu sat in the car, gently lifted the curtain and looked out, then gently lowered the curtain, turned around, and said to Xiao Man with a smile: "There are no horses or carts under the pavilion." ”

Xiaoman had just breastfed his son, and was following the method taught by Aunt Pei to let the child lie on his shoulder, protecting the back of his head with one hand, and patting his back with the other hand to prevent the child from spitting up, when he suddenly heard Anu's words without a head or tail, he couldn't help but raise his head and said blankly: "What?" ”

Anu grimaced at her and said with a smile: "It's nothing, Yang Jiaerlang is a little stupid!" ”

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The boat lady stood outside the Shili Pavilion, watching the convoy go away, and when the convoy turned into a black line, she suddenly turned around and ran.

The grass outside the pavilion is yellow, and there is a lonely weather in late autumn.

The boatlady ran for miles to a small river.

The river water in late autumn also carries a sense of gloom, and when it rolls and rolls, even the white waves lose some of their bright meaning.

There was an ox cart parked by the river, and not far away a few guards were sitting on the ground chatting, and a few horses were gnawing on the withered yellow weeds at will.

The curtain of the ox cart was lifted, and Miss Ning Ke was leaning on the soft brocade couch, looking at the wild geese heading south in the clear blue sky.

The boat lady rushed to the car, saw that the young lady was lonely, couldn't help but feel sad, and whispered: "The young lady is weak, and she went to the Ten Mile Pavilion for him, since you came, why don't you see it?" ”

Ning Ke's clear eyes like autumn water were still looking at the sky, and he retracted his gaze for a long time, and said lightly: "It's better not to see each other, so why meet each other?" Let's go back! ”

The boat lady sighed gloomily.

Soon, the convoy also drove onto the official road, but the direction it went was exactly the opposite of the direction Yang Fan and his party went, one in the south and the other in the north.

The ox cart calmed down on the official road, and after a while, a sudden sound of a piano came from the bamboo curtain. The guards in front and behind the accompanying car were all old and coarse, and they could hear that the sound of the piano was cold and ethereal, but they didn't know what the name of the song was.

Ning Ke has two pianos, both from the hands of a famous violinist, a piano "Nine Nights Huanpei" style, a piano "Crane Singing Autumn Moon" style, Ning Ke loves it very much, the name says: "Mandarin duck piano!" ”

On the same day, Yang Fan made a song "Crane Singing Jiugao" at the family banquet, and today Ning Ke gave him this "Crane Singing Autumn Moon", and the mandarin ducks have been separated since then.

The sound of the piano was curling, and on the tall trees beside the road, a yellow leaf fell and was crushed by the wheel. In the carriage, the slender ten fingers, plucking the seven strings, who said that the lingering between those fingers is not a piece of affection. There was a melancholy in her eyes, as if she had forgotten an intoxicating appointment.

The boat lady sat in the front of the car and listened to the sadness in her heart.

She could hear that the young lady was playing an ancient song "Ancient Acacia Song", and with the poignant music, she unconsciously sang its words in her heart: "Jun is like the bright moon and I am like fog, and the fog is hidden in the sky with the moon." Jun is good at stroking the piano and I am good at dancing, and the end of the song is like a blockage. Only because of the sense of the gentleman's review. It makes me think of the dynasty and the twilight. The soul will never regret going with you, and the lovesickness will be bitter for you. Lovesickness. Who is suing? I don't know where you are......"

Singing silently, the boatlady's eyes were full of tears.

Her young lady is impeccable in beauty, talent, and temperament, but God cannot tolerate this perfection, and insists on obliterating her right to pursue happiness with a desperate illness. Her Ning Ke can only sway in the heart of ancient poetry. can only mourn and hurt oneself in the soft and long Yuefu......

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The right yamen of the imperial history, the servant of the imperial history Zhou Ju is neatly dressed, sitting on the top of the lobby, holding the shocking wood, the face is sinking like water, and the eyes are like electricity. The two shifts were lined up on the left and right, holding water and fire sticks, solemn, and the question was...... There was nothing in the lobby, it was empty.

In the queue of officials standing on both sides, the head of the squad and the deputy squad were standing at the head of the class, and the two of them secretly glanced at Zhou Yushi and made a look at each other. You pout at me. I glared at you with a strange look. But he didn't say a word, and the situation was indescribably strange.

After a long time, the team leader couldn't hold it anymore, and coughed lightly: "Yushi, today...... Do criminals really turn themselves in? ”

Zhou Ju glared at him and shouted, "You have no jokes!" The Holy One said that he would come, and he would come, wait! ”

"Yes yes yes ......"

The head of the squad didn't dare to say any more, so he hurriedly returned to the shift and stood still.

The left platform of the imperial history is the group of people left behind by Junchen, these people are basically collapsed now, and there are not so many imperial histories for a while, and many things are temporarily handled by the right platform of the imperial history, which was only responsible for the supervision and reporting of the military and civilian gentry of the local government and county. Zhou Ju is the servant of the right stage of the imperial history, and after he was ordered to take over the affairs of the left platform, the first thing he did was to impeach Xue Huaiyi.

Now Wu Zetian is a pet of the second Zhang, Xue Huaiyi has nothing to do, and he has doubled his efforts to recruit disciples, and the monks do not pay taxes, and many people worship Xue Huaiyi in order to evade taxes. Others who want to be monks need to be reviewed and approved by the ancestral hall, but Xue Huaiyi doesn't need it here, and no yamen dares not to admit that the monk he shaved is not a monk, but the monks under him don't have to abide by the rules, so everyone flocks to it.

This time, not only can there be many people who can evade taxes with confidence, but also the White Horse Temple has a large number of monks who do not abide by the rules, drinking wine and eating meat every day, performing boxing and practicing martial arts, Zhou Ju has long been unpleasant, so as soon as he has the right to manage the military and civilians in Beijing, he immediately wants to rectify the White Horse Temple.

As a result, Zhou Yushi went to the White Horse Temple, if he hadn't run fast, he would have almost been crippled. Zhou Ju was furious, so he went to impeach Xue Huaiyi in front of Wu Zetian, Wu Zetian is now a pet of the two, if it weren't for Zhou Ju to complain, she almost forgot that there was such a person as Xue Huaiyi, as soon as he heard what Zhou Ju said, Wu Zetian also felt that Xue Huaiyi was too unruly, so he said that Zhou Ju would go back and wait, and she immediately ordered Xue Huaiyi to come to Yushitai for trial.

Zhou Ju returned to the Yushitai and put on this array, and the result was ...... Lunch time has passed, and Xue Huaiyi has not yet come.

"Gollum ......"

Zhou Ju's stomach made an indisputable intestinal sound, and Zhou Ju quietly withdrew the hand holding the shocking wood, tightened his belt under the official robe, and continued to sit upright. As long as Xue Huaiyi hasn't come yet, he will never retreat, and now he will be consumed with Xue Huaiyi!

At this time, Xue Huaiyi rode on a high-headed horse, with fluttering sleeves, bare chest and abdomen, leading more than a dozen monks such as Hongyi and Hongliu to rush to the Yushitai.

"Hongliu, your seventeenth brother will arrive in Beijing today, has the 'Golden Hairpin Drunk' been booked?"

Hongliu said: "Master rest assured, the apprentice has already wrapped up the entire 'Golden Hairpin Drunkard'!" ”

Xue Huaiyi laughed daxiao: "Haha, good! After picking up your seventeenth brother, let's go have a drink! Hurry up, go to the yamen of the bird imperial history first, don't delay our business! ”

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