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Shi San said "take a look" is to go to the green bamboo forest to see, and Yang Yu has no opinion on this.

But the old man just said that the cold food festival, that is, the Qingming Festival, touched Yang Yu a little, remembering that his parents died tragically at sea, and there was no place to bury them, he couldn't help but feel sad, the Qingming Festival is a time for family members to sweep the tombs to pay tribute to their ancestors and relatives, and Yang Yu can only wander the world with Shi San and the two now, and both of them are orphans.

Yang Yu didn't want to mention this sad topic to Shi San, but asked him: "These idiots know that it won't work, why do they still eat that cold food?"

Shi San shook his head, Yang Yu couldn't figure out the question, he naturally couldn't figure it out, and he simply didn't think about it at all, this alone didn't mean that Shi San couldn't think about things, because he asked Yang Yu a question.

"Is it really another house?"

In the end, whether Guanglin School is this bamboo forest courtyard or not, it seems that you really need to go and see it to know, but what the old gentleman said just now should be eight ~ nine and ten, but Yang Yu has no bottom in his heart, so it's good to go and see. So the two turned around and headed for the west city.

The streets are full of cars and horses, the people in the capital travel a lot, after all, it is the Qingming Festival in a few days, and there are more people who return to their hometowns to worship their ancestors, and the hilly areas in the northwest of the land of Beijing are mostly cemeteries, and many people's cemeteries are built where, but that has to go out of the city for dozens of miles, if you don't go in advance, you can't catch up with the time.

Outside the north gate of Luoyang, the capital of God, a carriage drove over from the bridge, followed by a few servants, all the way, the soldiers guarding the city all saluted, the carriage was naturally not a flat-headed people, but all the soldiers guarding the city knew nothing, this is the frame of the imperial historian Dongguo who has to return to his hometown every year to worship his ancestors, and he is a nobleman in Beijing.

The car traveled to the urn city outside the north gate, the city gate guard took the Yellow Gate official to come forward to give a salute, offer a thin wine, wish the imperial Shi Dafu Dong Guo Zhu a smooth trip, the carriage and horses stopped, the car curtain was lifted, and an old man lifted the curtain and came out.

This old man was dressed in a plain robe, with a white face, and a beautifully trimmed beard, although he was not in good spirits, he had the bearing of a person who had been in a position for a long time.

"Tao Zhugong is going to drive back to his hometown to worship his ancestors this year, Xiaguan offers a thin wine and wishes the old man a smooth journey!"

The old man was the imperial historian of the Great Jin Dynasty, Dong Guo Zhu, and he smiled back: "There is labor and labor, and the general sends me out of the city again every year, which is really heartfelt!"

"The boss is ranked as the third prince in the court, and he is admired, and the lower officials are just a little careful, and I hope that the boss will return as soon as possible!" said the Huangmen official.

"Hehe, there is a delay in the court, otherwise I will leave a few days earlier, you also know that it is routine for me to return to my hometown to worship my ancestors, and I need to delay for two or three months every time, and I will be exempted if I return early!" Dong Guozhu said.

"Boss, I heard that the recent events in the DPRK and China are quite strange, the boss is obviously avoiding suspicion, and the lower officials just think ...... It's just that it's not worth it for the boss!" said the yellow door official with a somewhat regretful expression.

"Forget it, hehe" Dong Guo Zhu said with a smile: "The affairs of the court and the central government are free, the prime minister and the general are here, I, an idler, might as well be lazy! By the way, do you remember that you have been guarding the city here for seven years? I told you about your affairs last time, and I believe that your new appointment is about to come down!"

Huangmenguan's face suddenly showed joy, and he said respectfully: "Xiaguan is still worried about this matter, and Xiaguan is really grateful!"

Dong Guo Zhu waved his hand and said: "A little thing is not enough to worry about, I don't know who will hand over this north gate to guard in the future!"

The Yellow Gate official guarding the city gate is an idle errand, but if he wants to take up his new post, he must be an official with real power from outside, an official like him is very strange, he is a military position but a civilian official, and it is naturally enough to be a civil official with real power in the state and county, so he is naturally grateful to Dongguo Zhu, and he has been sent to the carriage and horse three miles away from the north city before returning.

Looking at the car of the Emperor Yushi who was going away, the Huangmen official sighed alone: "The court is overturned, but the old man can hide and hide, this time the prime minister is going to face the general alone! I don't know what the situation is in the past six months?"

The sky was overcast, the north gate was crowded, the carriage of Lord Yushi left alone, and then there was a light rain in the sky, recently because it was the Qingming season, this spring rain is still often there.

Compared with the loneliness of the north gate, the west gate of Luoyang, the capital of the gods, is bustling, there are many cars, horses and pedestrians here, and the shuttle is intertwined and congested together, but the previous city gate inventory is now relaxed! That is because the prime minister has ordered the inspection to be relaxed in consideration of the fact that the people who have gone out of the city to sweep the tombs and worship their ancestors in the past few days will have to hurry on rainy days.

Since the great drought of the Purple Dynasty, the light rain in the Qingming Festival this year is very precious, and the victims who flocked to the capital all around seem to see hope, and no longer continue to rush to the capital, the prime minister issued a series of decrees, so that the local government will provide disaster relief on the spot, and the relief grain will be transferred a lot from Beijing, and the rice from the East China Sea will be given priority to the affected areas!

The entry of the capital is stricter than before, and the prime minister instructed the members of the Jingzhao Mansion, Honglu Temple, Taichang Temple and other institutions to investigate street by street within the four roads of the capital, and all the victims who came to the capital were resettled in a unified manner, and a porridge house was built outside the southern city, which made some beggars who lingered in the capital eat a few full meals, so they followed the victims to live together.

Although it was a year of great disaster, the entire Great Jin Dynasty was at least in order from the capital to the capital, the entire imperial court was in an orderly manner, the shops and shops on the street were in an orderly manner, and the pedestrians, cars and horses on the street were in an orderly manner, and Yang Yu and Shi San walked among these pedestrians.

Along the way, I kept inquiring, and then turned to the green bamboo forest in the northwest direction, this mountain range ten miles northwest of the west of the city belongs to the remnants of the Zhongnan mountain range, but it is called Sheshan here!

Yang Yu and Shi Sanyi walked in here and immediately felt that the temperature became very cool, the straight and wide road was paved by bluestone at the bottom of the mountain, the apricot trees on both sides of the road were all blooming, the apricot blossoms were pink and white, it seemed that the apricot forest was not sparse, after going up some steps, the mountain was higher, and there was a stream flowing out around the bluestone road! There were more strange stones on both sides of the road, and clusters of crisp bamboos covered the sunlight in the sky.

The more you go up, the more bamboos there are, one by one in a line, and in the middle of the mountainside, you can faintly see the walls and buildings with pink walls and black tiles in the green bamboo forest.

The environment here is really relatively quiet and elegant, Yang Yu feels that this should be the so-called Guanglin Academy! That is, the "Bamboo Forest Courtyard" in the old gentleman's mouth, and because of the elegant environment here, there are also some tourists who play and stay here! Yang Yu and Shi San looked at it for a long time below, and then turned to the main entrance of the courtyard.