Now the Tang Dynasty is in the limelight, and it is the first champion of this year's palace examination, Han Changli, a scholar from Henan Province.

After he became a scholar of the Hanlin Academy, someone had already dug up his background, and until these were all put on the surface, those literati who were still a little unconvinced had to keep their mouths shut obediently.

It is said that this scholar is the righteous son of the king of Jinan, which is something that almost everyone in Datang knows about a little bit of the table. But when it comes to Han Changli's other identity, everyone in the entire Tang Dynasty temple, from the prime minister Li Linfu to the guards guarding the palace gate, has changed color.

Han Changli, a disciple of the Tang Dushu Saint!

This is an identity that Han Changli has never mentioned before, but since he is a scholar of the Hanlin Academy, he is a celebrity around him today, and naturally there is no secret at all.

It is impossible for anyone to risk the crime of deceiving the king and keep a secret for a scholar.

This did not affect Han Changli's career, and even after learning about it, the Son of Heaven was Longyan Dayue: "The empress has Nadu Shusheng, and I also have Han Changli, and the civil and martial arts are all rivals in the world!"

Even if Han Changli has not made any great achievements in the short years since his inauguration, the Son of Heaven appreciates and the Son of Heaven is happy, who dares to say a word?

Even, half of the ministers in the court believe that when the old prime minister returns to his hometown one day, the position of the prime minister must be that of this young scholar. How old is he? Isn't he the youngest prime minister in the history of the Tang Dynasty in the future!

Under one person, above ten thousand!

Tonight, Han Changli was wearing a robe, lying on the copy, holding a chicken distance pen in his hand, which was not a pen that ordinary people in Datang could use.

Seeing that there was a thick stack of music in front of him, he sometimes picked up a book and flipped through it gently, and sometimes he wrote it on the desk.

This is not an easy job, the responsibility of the scholars of the Hanlin Academy is to assist the son of today to review the recitals, thinking that the Son of Heaven is so tired, it is impossible to read all the recitals like that, right?

The scholars of the Hanlin Academy were responsible for striking back those pieces that should not be put in the eyes of the Son of Heaven, that were not worthy of being put in the eyes of the Son of Heaven, and that required the Son of Heaven's deliberate attention, and annotated them,......

The young Han Changli was not as impatient as an ordinary scribe, he reviewed it carefully and seriously.

Suddenly, he saw a piece of the history of Longdong City in Guannei Province, the beginning of the chapter is not strange, just like the ordinary chapters in other places, most of them are said that these days around Longdong City are smooth, the people live and work in peace and contentment, there are no big things, there are also some trivial things, more than some of today's Du Wei and Don't drive because of some things, a big quarrel, tomorrow this Sima came to the house to cry how the days are hard,......

It seems that it was originally a simple piece of music, and most of this kind of music was recorded by Han Changli on another music, which listed in detail whether the higher-level officials of the Tang Dynasty's prefectures and counties had reported on their work in these days.

But seeing the end of the recital, Han Changli was suddenly stunned, he quickly browsed it, turned back to the previous page, and read it again, he put down the pen in his hand, as if he was thoughtful.

The candlelight danced for a long time, Han Changli was also stunned for a long time, he smiled violently, and then laughed, he looked at the last paragraph on the concerto, he was almost sure that it was him!

The subordinates who had been waiting outside the door of the house to listen to the order heard the laughter coming from the house, and they only dared to turn their heads secretly, take a few looks, and did not dare to make a noise, let alone discuss these matters with other subordinates.

If you talk too much, you're going to lose your head, who called the one in the room, it's the red man next to him today, the red and purple kind.

The subordinate standing outside the house pretended to be very calm, put his hands on his lower abdomen, and looked at a thin willow in the distance, trying to pretend that he didn't hear the movement in the house at all.

But he wondered if he had heard it wrong, and the one in the room seemed to be really calling him, so he blinked, hurriedly turned around, and rushed to the house: "My lord." ”

Han Changli pinched the music in his hand, didn't laugh anymore, he rubbed his forehead with his hand, and then said slowly: "Help me prepare the horse, and by the way, go and say hello Meng Dongye, just say that your family is going to invite him to drink at the wine party today!"

It's drinking, but not flower wine.

"No!" the subordinate hurriedly responded, bowed respectfully, and then dared to walk out of the house with his head down, but he was thinking in his heart, this adult is really strange, he doesn't even want to go out of the house door on weekdays, why do you suddenly want to go to the wine party today?

......

But it is said that in the vast desert north, I saw more than 100 horse thieves swooping from the sand dunes in the distance, and the bright fire illuminated their hideous faces, and one by one the horse thieves were like fierce gods, raising the torches and scimitars in their hands.

Strangely, apart from the sound of horses' hooves and the wind at night, there were few of these horse thieves.

Yes, most of the horse thieves' shouting is to scare away the other party's people, and they may not like to kill. But now in this entire caravan, standing in front of the many goods, there are only two figures left, since they did not retreat before, now, no matter how loud they shout, they may not retreat.

The leading horse thief stopped his horse more than ten meters away, and the horse thief behind him did not dare to cross his horse's head, and also stopped.

The leader was a middle-aged man, who touched the beard of his cheeks and pointed at the two people not far away with a scimitar: "Why did they all run away, but you didn't run?"

Guo Xiaojiu held the knife and didn't speak, just squinted his eyes and glanced at the horse thief.

Kuizi breathed out from his nose, the sword was in his hand, and his confidence was in his chest, he raised his head high, and said in a rough voice: "Our dart game is not famous in Datang, there are still some in Longdong City, this time, all the dart masters have gone back, and then there will be no business in Longdong City, so someone has to stay and struggle for fame." ”

"What a spirit!" The horse thief put down his scimitar: "It's a man, do you want to follow us, there is wine, meat and women, how about being free?"

"I have a lady and a son at home, and I have had enough of the first half of my life, and I can't do the trick of pinning my head to the waistband of my trousers every day. Kuizi immediately refused.

"What about you, young offspring?" The horse thief set his eyes on Guo Xiaojiu again.

Guo Xiaojiu looked at it again, revealing a smile: "Hey, thank you for this old brother's lift, this is my first time in the rivers and lakes, I don't understand some rules, I always want to understand." ”

"What rules?" the horse thief was a little puzzled, not only to Guo Xiaojiu, but also to the horse thieves around him.

"That is, after encountering a horse thief, in the middle of the rivers and lakes, should you kill it? or sit idly by?" After Guo Xiaojiu finished speaking, he pinched the wine bag and took a sip with a smile.

"Okay!" the horse thief was not laughing, nor was he really complimenting, he had already raised the scimitar in his hand: "I don't know how to lift, I will kill them!"

Just as the horse thief's words fell, before the horse thieves behind him could move, Kuizi had already stepped out and rushed out first, with an angry roar in his throat, he jumped hard, and cut the neck of an oncoming horse thief with a sword.

The horse thief had just seen Kuizi's figure and had already lost his breath.

Then Kuizi kicked the body of the horse thief off the horse, and was already sitting on the horse, picked up the reins of the horse, and spun around, facing the many horse thieves.

In the blink of an eye, Kuizi has been fighting with more than a dozen horse thieves, and Kuizi does have some skills, flipping and moving, and coping with it easily.

There was a horse thief who didn't have long eyes, and when he saw Guo Xiaojiu standing in place and didn't move, he thought that this stupid boy had just followed and pretended to be big, but now it was really time to do it, but he was dumbfounded.

So the thief hurried up and tried to cut off the boy's head.

They are horse thieves, and there are only three things in their lives, killing people, drinking wine and eating meat, and sleeping with girls.

When the horse thief was extremely close to Guo Xiaojiu and wanted to drop with a knife, he covered his neck and there was a trace of panic in his eyes, his mouth opened wide, but he couldn't make a sound at all.

The thief looked down and saw that his chest was already covered with blood, and he threw his knife down, and when he threw himself back, he fell heavily under the horse's belly.

Guo Xiaojiu happily withdrew the wine bag to his waist and raised the saber in his hand.