Zeng Ada returned to the county government office to report to Yu Wenhua and his servants, and reported that Gao Bufan had received seventy taels of gold. Yu Wenhua and just nodded and sent Zeng Ada out. The second brother Yu Wen Zhiji was quite unwilling to accept it and said angrily: "Brother, is it really cheaper that 70 taels of gold Gao Bufan?"

Yuwen Zhi and this person are used to being domineering. Recently, Zeng Ada, his subordinate, was beaten by Gao Bufan. The little beauty and the big green horse were not obtained. Now, Gao Bufan has earned 70 taels of gold, so he naturally can't swallow this.

Yu Wenhuaji cursed with a cold face: "Do you still have the face to say? If you didn't like to show off, I would have lost these seventy taels of gold."

Yuwen Zhiji said embarrassedly: "Brother, you are not a loss. Didn't Zhao Mujian send you two thousand taels of silver? They were all paid by the Flying Eagle Racecourse, so you are not a loss, you have made a profit!"

Yu Wenhua said angrily: "It's your elder brother's ability to earn, and you are just a loser. You said you are in your early thirties and don't even have to push your farts. When our father stretches his legs, I'm too lazy to care about you anymore. Let's fend for yourself."

Yuwen Zhiji was scolded and blushed and said in shame: "It's just seventy taels of gold. My brother is so arrogant. At worst, he will return you to Luoyang!"

Yu Wenji sneered: "Don't think I don't know what you are going to do. If you have the ability, don't take out your mother's coffin book."

Yuwen Zhiji was weak in his aura and muttered, "If you don't pay, don't pay. Don't think that you can make money at home. I am just too lazy to make money. Just wait. My second master Yuwen will sooner or later make people all over the world look at me."

"Then I, Mr. Yuwen, are waiting to see." Yu Wenji snorted coldly.

Yuwen Zhiji just had a good time. If he had no brother Yu Wenhua and help, he would not even be able to get the money back to Luoyang, so he did not dare to continue to bear it. He changed the topic: "His grandma, I didn't expect that Gao Bufan was so good at poetry. This time he was really cheap, and he gained both fame and fortune, and he was still in front of Gongsun everyone. When Gongsun everyone's song was released, this boy was afraid that he would be even more famous. It is said that Chu Gong Yang Xuangan likes people who can write poetry the most. If he was favored by Chu Gong, coupled with the support of the Changsun family and the Gao family, this boy might have become famous."

Yu Weng and his heart moved, and a wisp of sinister smiled at the corner of his mouth, saying, "It's great, the better the poetry talent, the easier it is to turn into a corpse."

"What does it mean?" Yu Wen Zhiji looked confused.

Yu Wenhua glanced at his incompetent second brother, but didn't explain, but said lightly: "It's already done here, let's clean up and leave for Luoyang tomorrow."

Yuwen Zhiji said in a lost voice, "So fast? I haven't played enough yet. Brother, why don't we stay for a while and go back to Luoyang before winter?"

Since I met Dou Xianniang on the street the day before yesterday, Yuwen Zhi and this guy have been concerned about it. At this time, someone was sent to investigate openly and secretly. I just had a little bit of a problem, so I naturally couldn't bear to leave so quickly.

Yu Wenji rebuked: "Don't just focus on playing with women. With the foundation of our Yuwen family, if you are willing to spend some time on your economic career, you will not be able to achieve nothing like you are now."

Seeing that the elder brother seemed to be really angry, Yuwen Zhiji didn't dare to confront him anymore, and lowered his head and said, "Okay, I'll tell you, brother, let's set off for Luoyang tomorrow."

"It's not us, it's you who set out to return to Luoyang!" Yu Wenhua and the corrective way.

"What about you, brother?" Yuwen Zhiji asked hurriedly.

Yu Wenhua and Dan said: "The emperor will personally conquer Goguryeo from the beginning of next spring. Now the sage has already been in Jiangdu. I will naturally go south to meet you."

Yuwen Zhiji's eyes lit up and he almost drooled, "Then I will go south to Jiangdu with you, brother."

Jiangdu, also known as Yangzhou, is the most prosperous city in the Jianghuai region and a place of luxury fireworks. Moreover, the Wuyue area has been rich in beauties since ancient times. Women from the Jiangnan water town are not only fair-skinned and beautiful, but also gentle in temperament. Wu-nong soft words, Yuwen Zhi wanted to see them early.

Yu Wenji poured cold water on his head and said, "You have no official position, so you can go back to Luoyang honestly."

Yuwen Zhiji blushed and said, "Then I'll go and pay my respects to my father. My father must be with the emperor now."

Yu Wenhuaji's face darkened and was about to happen. Yu Wen Zhiji couldn't help but tremble and said angrily: "Okay, I won't go anymore, I'll go back to Luoyang tomorrow."

Yu Wenji's face cleared a little and ordered: "Take me back from the harvest of this tour of the horse farm."

Yuwen Zhiji was happy. He knew that his elder brother had made a lot of money under the guise of inspecting the horse farms in various places. He also had at least tens of thousands of taels of silver. It was also worth collecting some hard work fees by himself. So he patted his chest and said, "Brother, don't worry, I'll cover it with me in my second brother."

Yu Wenhe warned: "I have made a list of things, and if I lose or lose one, I just ask. I honestly take the things back and hand them to the housekeeper for storage. Of course, you will definitely be able to get the benefits."

Yuwen Zhiji naturally agreed and took the initiative to ask for help packing.

Let’s talk about Gao Bufan and his son returning to the horse farm, they went to the backyard to meet their mother Chen. The father and son were very tacit and did not disclose the assassination of the dead soldiers, so as not to worry Chen.

When Chen learned that his son became famous at the dinner party, he won the title of poetry in one fell swoop and made a fortune. He couldn't help but recite Amitabha several times in succession. The pretty maid Mingcui was even more admiring the little star with admiration. He had to linger Gao Bufan and write down the original poem before he could stop.

Although Gao Bufan had no intention of taking the imperial examination, he must not be illiterate as a person, so it is still necessary to read and recognize words. After Gao Bufan traveled to the Sui Dynasty, he started to study and practice calligraphy at the age of five. There is still a difference between traditional and simplified characters. Even if you recognize them, you may not be able to write them, not to mention that you are using a brush, so it is necessary to learn.

Although he had not worked hard on it, Gao Bufan could still use his handwriting after writing for ten years. He copied the two poems "Ask the Moon with Wine" and "Silent Night Thoughts" and handed them to Mingcui, and then he quickly slipped away because he found that the pretty maid looked at him with a hot look, and he couldn't help but lean on him. The plump and squid touch made him feel itchy. If this continues, he feels that he will break his skills tonight, but the man in black-clothed ghostly face told him not to be close to women before the martial arts are achieved.

Although the pretty maid Mingcui took Gao Bufan's handwriting, she didn't seem to be very happy. She stomped her feet in annoyance and asked another maid with a bitter face, "Xiaolan, is she ugly?"

Xiaolan immediately said indignantly: "No, Sister Mingcui is the smartest and most capable among the maids, and the best-looking one. Whoever thinks Sister Mingcui is ugly will be without eyes."

Mingcui then regained her confidence, happily rolled up the two words and framed them, and comforted herself, "Young master is still young now, and when she gets older, she will naturally get better."

As for why Gao Bufan suddenly wrote poems and wrote such good poems, it was not surprising that the whole mansion could even take it for granted. It was probably because he really regarded Gao Bufan as Kunpeng's reincarnation. Since he was the reincarnation of a divine bird, then naturally Bufan, what's so surprising about how he could write poems?

Therefore, the ancients were sometimes really simple, especially in the legend of ghosts and gods. They were particularly prone to believe it without doubt, otherwise there would be no such sayings as "Gaozu killed the white snake" and "Milt Horse Crossing King Kang".

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After dinner, it was dark. Gao Bufan left the courtyard and took the moonlight to the place where he practiced his sword in the back mountain, quietly waiting for the arrival of the black-clothed ghost-faced man. However, since he was going to attend the dinner last night and broke the appointment for one night, he was not sure that the black-clothed ghost-faced man would appear tonight.

Gao Bufan waited silently for half an hour, but the man in black-clothed ghostly faced did not appear. He probably wouldn't come again tonight, so he was about to leave. However, at this moment, a black shadow appeared behind Gao Bufan like a ghost.

Gao Bufan seemed to have some senses, and suddenly turned around and looked at him. Sure enough, he saw the man in black wearing a ghostly face standing silently under the shadow of the trees. He couldn't help but say joyfully: "Senior, are you here? I'm not at home last night and left a note at the window. I wonder if you have seen it?"

The man with a ghost face in the dark night nodded and asked, "How did you do that to discover me every time?"

Gao Bufan smiled and said, "It's total intuition!"

"It seems that your six senses are indeed much more sensitive than ordinary people. Just like Zeng Ada, even if I break his neck behind me, he doesn't know what happened." said the black-clad man.

Speaking of Zeng Ada, Gao Bufan immediately woke up during the day today. He could vaguely feel the blood circulation of Zeng Ada's blood, so he asked the man in black-clothed ghostly face.

After listening to Gao Bufan's narration, the man in black-clothed ghostly faced said in a lost voice: "What? Do you think you can feel Zeng Ada's blood and energy?"

Gao Bufan nodded and asked in confusion: "Senior, is there anything wrong with this?"

The black-clothed ghost-faced man stepped forward and reached Gao Bufan. He reached out to him again. Gao Bufan's right-hand pulse was already trapped by him. Gao Bufan was shocked. The other party's body movement was so fast that he had no temper. Even if he didn't have time to react at all, he could not feel the blood and energy of the black-clothed ghost-faced man.

However, the man in black-clothed ghost faced was not as shocked as Gao Bufan at this moment, so he had not let go of his hand for a long time. The eyes behind the ghost face were staring at Gao Bufan without blinking, and his eyes seemed to see a ghost. He was really shocked by Gao Bufan's progress speed. It was only two days, evil spirit!

Gao Bufan was a little furious when he was staring. He thought something was wrong and asked weakly: "Senior, what's wrong?"

The man in black-clothed ghostly face let go of his hand, calmed down on his face, and said lightly: "There's nothing wrong, it's great. I'm teaching you the second half of the exercises tonight, and you can continue practicing."

"Senior's martial arts are so magical. I have only practiced for two days and the effect is so significant. Was it the same when I was practicing back then?" Gao Bufan tentatively said.
Chapter completed!