Chu Chu saw that the overall situation had been decided, and with a wave of his hand, all the Confucian students quietly returned to the boat and rowed in the direction of the academy, hiding their merits and fame. At this time, the river wind suddenly stopped, and the moon drilled out of the clouds, looking at all this, showing a relieved smile.

At dawn, Li Chun was escorted into the Yamen of the Assassin History. Xiao Yao threw down a stick and shouted: "According to the laws of the Tang Dynasty, rebellion and rebellion are capital crimes, you have both, and it is expected that you will be sent to Chang'an as well, so it is better to die in Xiangyang." ”

Li Chun was frightened, knelt down and said, "Thank you, Brother Meng, for not sending Chang'an's grace." He knew very well in his heart that if he was sent to Chang'an, he would definitely be Ling Chi's punishment, Ling Chi, to put it in layman's terms, would be cut by a thousand cuts. Xiao Yao sighed: "If you don't do it, you won't die!" ”

After solving Li Chun's problem, Han Chaozong's extremely nervous nerves finally relaxed, and he decided to celebrate. The celebration meeting was held in Qingyun Building, Xiao Yao, who was sitting at the top, waved his hand, and the officials carried out a large plaque covered with red cloth.

Five big characters are shining: "Mrs. Xiangyang" colleagues have taken out Datang's latest Yuhuan brand brush and praised it. Chaozong said: "In this battle to defend Xiangyang, Chu Chu made the first contribution, and I will send you a plaque on behalf of the people of Xiangyang City, which is also your wish when you were a child." ”

Chu Chu smiled: "Thank you, my lord, this plaque is too heavy, the little woman can't afford it, I can't obey my fate, the lower official is not good at drinking and doesn't like sex, so I retired first." ”

Chaozong praised: "This Chu Chu, if only he could be my daughter-in-law." ”

Xiao Yao felt that every time he walked into the yamen, it was like walking into an unreachable black hole, his spirit and aura were all inhaled, and in a more pretentious sentence, his soul was elsewhere.

Chaozong was very happy to see Xiao Yao, he was very happy every time he saw Xiao Yao, he always pushed the official document to the side, talked about poetry, talked about the mountains and rivers of Xiangyang, and the air flowed with poetry and charm.

One day a year later, Xiao Yao got up early as usual, and according to the rules of the yamen, he first went to the office of Han Chaozong to ask for peace.

Xiao Yao looked at Chaozong, bowed and smiled: "Morning, adult." ”

Chaozong said, "What new poems did you have last night?" ”

Xiao Yao said: "The students thought about it all night last night, but they didn't think about new poems. ”

Chaozong said, "What is that? ”

Xiao Yao took out a piece of paper from his cuff and handed it to Chaozong, Chaozong's face turned pale, looked at Xiao Yao, sighed weakly, shook his head, and walked to the window to look at the blooming canna outside the window.

"My lord, I made this decision, but also after careful consideration, once, I was also very eager to enter the official career, for the official master, but since entering the public gate, I found that I am not suitable for sitting in front of the public case every day, I yearn to walk between the mountains and rivers, to be that idle clouds and wild cranes. In addition, I actually have a task in the house, which is to spy on adults, which also makes me feel very uncomfortable. ”