After arriving in Yangzhou, Liu Yi's daily life became very busy, and there were always endless cases.

On this day, in front of Yangzhou Mansion, there was a person, a man who claimed to be Liu Praise's younger brother, because he was busy with official business, he sent his subordinates to greet him, and the subordinates did not know whether the person was true or false, so they asked him to drive him out.

Liu Zixuan Dingqing saw that his expression and demeanor seemed to be somewhat similar to his brother Liu Yi, so he guessed that this young man in white was Liu Sanchang.

Liu Zixuan shouted excitedly: "Three changes, you are three changes, right, I am your uncle, I am from Chong'an".

Although Liu Sanbian hesitated a little, he looked a little similar to his father Liu Yi, so he kindly helped him up and led him to the hall to rest.

"Uncle, come, have tea".

Liu Zixuan turned the tea bowl handed over by Liu Sanchang, and looked at Liu Sanchang carefully.

Okay, good, what a good boy, how old is he now

"Back to my uncle, three has changed to thirteen."

"The year of the dancing spoon, okay, you can marry a wife in a few years."

Sanbian has no such thoughts, and wants to inherit the aspirations of his ancestors, gain fame, become an official in the court, and do something practical for the common people of the world."

Liu Zixuan smiled and nodded.

After noon, Liu Yi wrote in front of the bookcase, and after writing, he handed it to a close attendant beside him, who took the letterhead to the Daming Temple and handed it to the monk Shenxiu.

Shenxiu opened the letterhead and took a look, then walked into the monk's room, and soon after, when he came out, he had an extra scroll in his hand, handed it to the attendant, and returned the same way.

Wang Yuyan happened to stand in front of the gate of Yangzhou Mansion and entered the court with the attendant, Liu Yi was dealing with some cases there, and Wang Yuyan said: "No doubt brother."

Liu Yi looked up and saw that it was Wang Yuyan, and said, "Brother Wang Xian, what kind of wind blew you here."

"Liu appreciation, Wang Zhizhou, this is a picture drawn by Master Shenxiu of Daming Temple, please praise Liu."

Liu Yi took the scroll from the hand of the servant, opened it and looked at it, Wang Yuyan approached Liu Yi, and both of them held the scroll in their hands.

"Why don't you ask Brother Wang Xian to add two strokes."

Liu Yi was grinding ink on the side, Wang Yuyan didn't say a word, picked up the pen, sprinkled it, and wrote "Liu Zanshan Photo and Preface", Liu Yi looked at it and read: "Hedong Liu Yi Kaibao ended with Jiangnan puppet officials to return to His Majesty, and he was a hermit for 20 years, and he was 8 years old in 50. There is a mother in the hall who thinks about it, and cannot return, and the floating picture is shown to write its truth, so that its brother can hold it back,

to comfort the hope of leaning on the door", well, it is really well written, worthy of my brother Wang Xian".

Liu Yi turned his head to the attendant and said, "Where do you send this to the third young master?"

Liu Sanbian and his uncle Liu Zixuan are practicing in the courtyard, swords, swords, Liu Sanchang's swordsmanship seems to be better than before, the move is very fast, and it is very accurate to hit the key point.

Liu Zixuan smiled.

"Third Young Master, this was sent by Liu Appreciation to let the little one"

Liu Sanbian took the painting scroll from the hand of the servant, opened it and looked at it: "This master Shenxiu is not only highly educated, but also one of the best in Yangzhou."

Soon, on a sunny morning.

Liu Sanbian and his uncle Liu Zixuan, Mrs. Liu, Liu Sanfu, and Liu Sanjie embarked on the journey to Chong'an's hometown.