Datang: Acting as a celestial mystery at the beginning

this afternoon.

"gentlemen!"

Like a student who made a mistake, Ma Zhou stood respectfully in front of Li Yi'an and said, "I have let you down."

Being able to become an official smoothly, Ma Zhou felt that he should be happy, but when he thought of what happened in court today, he was full of nervousness and guilt. After all, he betrayed his husband and did not follow his arrangement.

"You did a good job and didn't disappoint me. Don't worry, I'm not angry either."

Li Yi'an stood aside and practiced calligraphy, and responded lightly, as if he didn't care about him.

"No, Mr. has done so much to help me, but I have failed your expectations."

Ma Zhou was a little impatient. He felt that being an official was not as important as getting his husband's approval. He didn't know when it started, but every word and deed of his husband was holding back his own thoughts.

"Hey, you go to the warehouse, get some money, and go to Chang'an to buy a house."

Li Yi'an said slowly.

Ma Zhou's heart tightened: "Sir, are you going to drive me away? You still say you're not angry."

Li Yi'an felt that people in this age like to think wildly, so he put down his pen helplessly, looked at him, and said, "Wannian County is so far from the imperial city, if you don't buy a house in Chang'an, you can wake up at three o'clock every day, and then go to Chang'an City What? If I kick you out, what will I give you money for, do I think it's too much money?"

Ma Zhou didn't expect that sir meant that.

"Also, this is for you!"

Li Yi'an clapped his hands, saw the water boiling on the stove next to him, and made a pot of tea leisurely.

For the past two months, he has lived such a happy life, which is too comfortable.

After Ma Zhou realized it, he saw Mr.'s writing, and saw a poem written on it, which was called "Fu Xinyue".

The early moon is like a bow that has not been wound, clearly hanging on the edge of the blue sky.

At that time, people don't know that the eyebrows are small, and the sky is full of reunions.

After Ma Zhou finished watching, his eyes were red and tears filled his eyes.

He felt that his husband was so kind to him. He not only recommended him to be an official, but also gave him money to buy a house in Chang'an, and even wrote poems to encourage him.

He was born in a poor family and did not have the background of a wealthy family. The husband was worried that he would feel inferior because of his status, so he wrote this poem.

Don't look at the crescent moon curved like an eyebrow, hanging in the sky and looking very small, wait until the fifteenth night, it will complete the members and illuminate the world.

Ma Zhou made up his mind that he must work hard to be a good official in the future, and he will also shine on the world when he is fifteen days old.

He solemnly put away the calligraphy, came to Li Yi'an, and bowed deeply.

"When I become famous, I will definitely repay you a hundredfold."

Ma Zhou wiped away the tears from his eyes, his voice was also choked up.

Li Yi'an looked at him indifferently, thinking that this guy was thinking too much, so he wrote a few words casually.

Forget it, let him think what he wants.

"In the court hall, apart from telling Your Majesty that I wrote "On Feudalism", what else did you say?" Li Yi'an asked.

"Say it to Jun Yao and Shun!" Ma Zhou responded honestly.

Li Yi'an sighed inwardly, he could only feel sorry for Du Fu, and asked again: "Then what?"

"A king's boat and a people's water!"

Good guy, even Wei Zheng is sorry.

"No?"

"I also told Your Majesty, sir, if I confess everything, I will definitely be able to come back without incident."

Li Yi'an was silent, he was using himself to warn Li Shimin, a bit bold!

Small, because his layout is small.

Ma Zhou also knew that he was wrong at the time, but he thought of another matter, and quickly said: "Your Majesty will definitely not blame you, do you know who His Majesty is?"

"It's not Li Langjun!"

Li Yi'an said casually: "Okay, okay, go to Chang'an to prepare a place to live, or else you have to run around to deal with official business, you don't think it's annoying, I don't think you bother me to sleep every morning."

"It turns out that you know everything, sir."

Ma Zhou said solemnly: "Sir, after I settle down in Chang'an, I will invite you to live there."

Li Yi'an shook his head and said, "How can Chang'an be better than here?"

He prefers the quiet, not the bustling and bustling Chang'an, and finally he can be alone again.

"My preparations are similar. The opportunity is coming soon. I have to go to Chang'an tomorrow."

Li Yian muttered to himself.

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at the same time.

Chang'an, Pingkang Square.

This is the red light district of the Tang Dynasty. In addition to providing indescribable services, you can also drink and have fun, eat and drink.

On the second floor of one of the brothels, there were four men who were not too old. They didn't want girls, and they seemed to be just here to drink.

"Finally I can go back to Chang'an. The life in the military camp is really not human. I'm going to fade away. It's okay if I can really go to the battlefield to kill the enemy. Some time ago, the old thief Jieli hit Jingyang, and I still wanted to kill a few. Hu people have made military exploits, but I, Aye, do not want to let me fight."

The person who spoke was a tall and strong man, he may have been in the army often, his skin was dark, but he was rather handsome.

If his skin were a little fairer, he would have a pretty pretty face.

He is Yuchi Jingde's eldest son, Yuchi Baolin.

"You can go to the barracks, it's already counted!"

Beside Yuchi Baolin, a big black man poured himself a full sip of wine, and complained: "My family's Fatty Cheng actually threw me to guard the gate of Chang'an. I have been guarding the gate of Chang'an for three months. It was so painful that my legs were almost broken."

He was Cheng Yaojin's eldest son, and his name was Cheng Chumo, his face was flushed and he was a little drunk.

"Ugh!"

The third man was Li Dejian, the eldest son of Li Jing, and he sighed, "I am a general, but you insist on me studying literature? I also want to join the army just like you."

"Brother grandson, you are the happiest among the four of us."

Cheng Chumo looked at the man sitting across from him, and said enviously: "You do nothing every day and are carefree. You just heard that we were all back, and you immediately dragged us to Pingkang Fang for a drink."

That elder brother, of course, is the son of Changsun Wuji, so he is called Changsun Chong.

The four of them are well-known in Chang'an, and they are all the sons of the Duke. Among the younger generation, they can basically walk around sideways. Those who have good things, they are called the four evils of Chang'an.

But their harm was different from the previous Cui Tianhua's, at most they would just cause trouble, and they would not do something that would cause the anger of both humans and gods.

"Don't look at me as if I'm pretty, I, Aye, have been disciplined me more and more recently."

Chang Sun Chong sighed helplessly: "In the final analysis, it is because a fortune teller appeared in Chang'an recently, and I compare him with me every day. That person is just a few years older than me, and he is omnipotent. !"

"Fortune teller?"

Li Dejian said: "I seem to have heard of this person. It is said that fortune-telling is very accurate. There is nothing he cannot calculate."

Yuchi Baolin nodded and said, "I also have the impression that you mention it like that."

boom!

Cheng Chumo, who was a little drunk, suddenly slapped the table hard, and said angrily: "Whoever he is, if he dares to make our brother feel bad, I, Cheng Chumo, will make him feel bad."

Yuchi Baolin echoed: "Chu Mo is right, where does that fortune teller usually set up a stall? I'll help Brother Changsun teach you a lesson!"

"Chang'an West City!"

"Tomorrow we will go to West Market to see how capable he is!"

"That's right, fuck him!"