God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 347 is targeted
The morning of August [-]th.

The ministers of Chinese and military affairs of the DPRK and young talents from various families have received invitations to the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Festival one after another.

There are two types of invitations, one is for the audience, the other is for participating in the Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition, and the latter is specially distributed to talents.

The whole morning passed, and there was no movement from Dream Group.

Everyone was looking forward to it, hoping that someone from the palace would send an invitation to their young master.

But the sun was just at the top of the day, and the police in the palace were still not seen.

At this moment, on the official road leading to the gate of Dream Group, several healthy horses came.

Zhang Jian and others who were waiting here immediately stood up excitedly.

Xu Zhengdao had superb eyesight, shook his head, and said: "Looking at the attire, he is not a man in the palace, but looks like a warrior, coming in a menacing manner."

Lu Bu stood behind the fence gate and shouted: "Get ready!"

creak.

creak.

In front of the fence gate, three wooden stakes were immediately placed again.

Several guards spread the blanket with iron spikes on the ground.

I saw those knights coming quickly.

The leader shouted loudly: "Open the door, I want to see Du He."

Lu Bu took a closer look and said, "It's General Xiao Qin, open the door and let him go!"

Everyone opened the door.

But Qin Huaiyu rushed in on his horse, pulled the reins, jumped off the horse, rolled and crawled into Lu Bu's arms.

"Whoosh..."

Panting heavily, Qin Huaiyu asked, "Where is Du He?"

"Little General Qin, come with me!"

Lu Bu grabbed Qin Huaiyu and walked inside like a chicken.

Soon, Qin Huaiyu saw Du He.

Du He sat in the yard, still practicing calligraphy.

Qin Huaiyu stepped forward to look at it, and said dumbfoundedly: "Du He, Du He, the sky is falling now, and you still have the mood to practice calligraphy here. I really don't know what to say about you!"

"Brother Qin, calm down, the sky is falling and there is a tall man standing on top of it, why should I worry about it, but you, looking for me in such a hurry, must there be something urgent?" Du He asked with a smile.

Qin Huaiyu found a place to sit down, and then said: "Before noon today, the palace sent someone to distribute the invitations for the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival. General Jun Xian personally led troops to guard the imperial city, and before the Mid-Autumn Festival, even the ministers of the court are not allowed to enter the imperial city without orders or invitations from His Majesty."

"Brother Qin, you are also a rare talent in Chang'an City, you must have received the invitation."

"I also got the invitation, and I can still participate in the Mid-Autumn Poetry Contest. Unfortunately, I'm not you. It's okay for me to fight, but it's impossible for me to recite poems against each other!" Qin Huaiyu shook his head helplessly. laughed at himself.

At this time, Zhang Jian who was standing next to him said, "Little General Qin, you don't write poems anyway, why don't you give your invitation to my young master, the young master hasn't gotten the invitation yet."

Hearing this, Qin Huaiyu spread his arms and smiled and said, "If it was that simple, I wouldn't rush to Dream Group. On this invitation, my name was written in advance. Everyone has one copy. city."

"what……"

Zhang Jian and others were dumbfounded when they heard this.

Xu Zhengdao scolded: "Grandma's, isn't this obviously aimed at us?"

Qin Huaiyu nodded: "I'm afraid that's the case. Now it seems that the palace doesn't want Du He to have the opportunity to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Festival. Otherwise, with Du He's talent, no one in the world can compare!"

Zhang Jian said: "It's too much to deceive people!"

But everyone scolded and scolded, but there was nothing they could do.

After all, the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Fair was held in the palace, and the rules were set by others. Without invitations, it seems that there is no way to participate.

But I heard Qin Huaiyu say: "Before I came, I heard from my father that there was news from Tongzhou yesterday that Uncle Yuchi was not in good health recently. Originally, I planned to go to Tongzhou for my father. Zhou, look at Uncle Yuchi, and also look at Pauline's by the way, now it seems that we have to wait until after the Mid-Autumn Festival."

When Du He heard the words, he suddenly thought of something. He stood up immediately and asked, "Brother Qin, is the news true?"

"It's absolutely true. The news reached Chang'an City yesterday, and my father was one of the first few people to know about it."

Du He paced back and forth in the yard, and walked back and forth a few times, he suddenly turned around, stared at Qin Huaiyu, and said, "Brother Qin, I have something to help you!"

"Please say!"

Du He said straight to the point: "I would like to ask you to give up participating in the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting."

"Give up? What's the problem? I'm not interested in this poem at all. I was drunk and fell asleep with Chu Mo at last year's Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Festival. I was almost found embarrassing." Qin Huaiyu waved his hand indifferently and said.

Du He continued: "This is the first, and the second is, Brother Qin, how long will it take to get from Chang'an City to Tongzhou at the fastest?"

"At least it will take half a day's journey, or ride a fast horse."

After Du He heard this, he tapped the table quickly with his hands, and soon he thought about it: "The second thing is that I want to ask Brother Qin to go to Tongzhou, and go to Tongzhou quickly, Uncle Yuchi and Bao Lin are taking them back to Chang'an, there must be no delay along the way, and we must catch up with tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival."

Du He finished speaking.

Everyone was stunned.

What does this have to do with Mid-Autumn Festival poetry?

Qin Huaiyu smacked his lips and asked curiously: "Du He, you are not stupid, are you? I will go to Tongzhou and bring Uncle Yuchi back. What good will it do for you?"

Du He showed a mysterious smile: "I'm not sure about this matter. It's just a guess. Anyway, you don't like this poetry meeting, so just help me once. If you need it in the future, in a word, I, Du He, can do it for you." Go up the mountain of swords and go down the sea of ​​fire for you."

Qin Huaiyu waved his hand: "I'm helping you, but I don't want anything in return. I know you've always been scheming, well, if that's the case, I'll go to Tongzhou as soon as possible, and bring Uncle Yuchi and Baolin back to Chang'an. Return to Chang'an City before the Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow!"

Du He stepped forward, raised his hand, and saluted Qin Huaiyu: "Brother Qin, please. You need to keep this matter a secret."

Qin Huaiyu nodded solemnly: "My dear brother, don't worry, I know what to do."

Du He shouted loudly: "Come here, bring me my BMW 730."

Soon, BMW arrived.

Qin Huaiyu got on the BMW and said with satisfaction: "A good horse, a good horse, with this BMW, it doesn't take half a day, it will be done in half a day."

"drive!"

Qin Huaiyu clamped his legs, waved his horsewhip, rode on the BMW, left Dream Group, and quickly headed southeast.

Du He watched Qin Huaiyu leave, Nuonuo said to himself: "I hope, this time, my young master will not miscalculate!"

Zhang Jian said with a chuckle: "The young master has always calculated everything, although I don't know what the young master has planned this time, but I think the young master must be right."

"Get out! You treat my young master as a god..." Du He said dumbfounded.

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(End of this chapter)