The sun, which is farther west, stretches out the shadows of horses, and the passing autumn wind takes away the flying catkins of dandelions. Changsun Sheng and his group are about to say goodbye and leave, and Gao Kaishan and his son personally send them to the suspension bridge at the exit of the ranch.

Although it was just a brief gathering, the feelings between several young people seemed to be sublimated again, slowly falling behind, walking and chatting, making full use of the short time before separation.

Due to the limitations of transportation conditions, the ancients were particularly separated, otherwise they would not have written so many popular farewell poems. As the saying goes, today I will have a farewell without knowing the time to meet you. Some people will part in a hurry for a lifetime, how can they not be sad?

Finally, everyone walked to the suspension bridge, crossed the suspension bridge again, and was right in front of them.

Changsun Sheng stopped, clasped his fists at Gao Kaishan and said, "I will finally leave after I send you thousands of miles. Please come back to the owner of Gao!"

Changsun Wuji is fourteen years old this year. He is generous and a little emotional. At this time, his eyes are red and said, "Changqing, I don't know when we will meet again today."

Gao Bufan smiled and said, "What's the difficulty? You can go west along the canal and reach Luoyang. If the auxiliary machine thinks, I will send someone to send you a message and ride a fast horse to Luoyang to see you, which is the situation of four or five days."

Changsun Wuji was happy when he heard this, saying, "Are you serious?"

"A gentleman's words are like a quick horse, but you have to keep food, accommodation and back-and-forth traffic, otherwise you will not leave your home!" Gao Bufan said with a smile.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh. They had a lot of talk about the sadness of parting. Gao Junxian suggested: "Changqing's poems are quick, so this is a scene. Why not write a poem to say goodbye to me?"

Gao Bufan's heart skipped a beat. Since Changsun Sheng learned from his mouth that Yang Guang liked to kill someone better than him, he had a shadow in his heart. He wanted to refuse, but when he saw Changsun Wugui looking at him with anticipation, he couldn't help but feel warm. He crossed his hands and chanted slowly: "Lili Pasture grass, withering and flourishing every year. The wildfire cannot burn it, and the spring breeze blows again. The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the green green connects Luocheng. I will send you away again, and the grass is full of farewell."

It is mid-autumn season now, with the sky high and the clouds fading, the grass on the grassland has turned slightly yellow, the official road in front of us has no end, the wild grass beside the road is yellow and green, and it extends infinitely along the official road. It should lead to Luoyang, thousands of miles away, right?

For a moment, everyone present was silent, and there was a strong feeling of separation everywhere. The charm of poetry lies in the fact that they used beautiful short sentences to refine things and emotions, touched people's souls, and evoked people's thoughts!

The sunset is setting and the autumn wind is bleak. Gao Bufan seems to be immersed in it. He carried his hands on his back and quietly looked at the setting sun in the west. Changsun Wugui stared at the former's handsome face in a daze, and a trace of indescribable feelings arise in his heart. As the saying goes, the young man admires Ai, don't the girl admire? The young boy who is just beginning to fall in love is most likely to be attracted by the excellent opposite sex, thus creating a good impression!

Of course, if this favorable feeling is not sublimated for a long time, it will fade away until it disappears. In the end, what is left is just a beautiful memory of the youth.

After a long time, everyone came back to the ground. Gao Junxian sighed and said, "In ancient times, Cao Zhi became a poem in seven steps, which was called Cao Qibu. Changqing chanted a masterpiece with three folded hands. The agility of poetry is even better than Cao Qibu, which can be called Gao Sanqibu!"

Gao Bufan was sweating secretly and said quickly: "I was just a mistake, how dare I compare Cao Qishou? Junxian should not say that so as not to make a laugh."

Just kidding, if the nickname of Gao Sanqiu was released, if it was spread to the narrow-minded Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty, wouldn’t his life be in danger?

Everyone didn't know what to do, and when they saw Gao Bufan, they were even more impressed. Look at him, although he was talented at a young age, he was still so humble. It was really rare!

Changsun Sheng knew that Gao Bufan was afraid of something, and couldn't help but feel funny and relieved: "As the saying goes, when you are young, you may not be good at being big. Jun Xian should not put a high hat on Changqing, so as not to praise him. Wen Sancha's nickname should not be even more agile. Changqing can't afford it at this age!"

Gao Junxian was stunned for a moment and hurriedly said, "The general has taught him a lesson, but Junxian has not thought well."

Gao Bufan breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to Changsun Sheng, saying, "I wish General Changsun and you all the best, so I'll send it here." After saying that, he subconsciously glanced at Changsun Wugui, who was just in sight. When the two of them touched their eyes, they immediately separated like an electric shock.

Changsun Sheng smiled and said, "Thank you, by the way, the bandit Zhang Jin said, you don't have to worry too much. I believe the court will send troops to capture them all in one place soon."

Gao Kaishan was happy when he heard this and bowed to say goodbye again. Changsun Sheng and his group got on the horse one after another, and Changsun Wugui also silently entered the carriage, and the graceful figure disappeared behind the curtain.

Ding bell ding bell...

As the carriage gradually drifted away, the ringtone became weaker and weaker. Finally, the carriage finally disappeared at the turn of the official road. Gao Bufan then withdrew his eyes and sighed softly, and he felt a little lost in his heart!

Gao Kaishan glanced at his son and said, "If you like someone else's girl, your father will be shameless and ask the matchmaker to go to Luoyang, but you can't guarantee that it will succeed. If it does, even if Dad sells the horse farm, he will get you a betrothal gift!"

Gao Bufan rarely blushed on his face and said, "Dad, why are you worried about it? If a child wants to marry a wife, he will definitely be able to get it right. You don't have to worry about your betrothal gifts, I will earn it myself."

Gao Kaishan gave a thumbs up and said, "Okay, ambitious, I am worthy of being my son of Gao Kaishan. But my father would like to remind you that good girls are always popular. If you like other girls, start as soon as possible. Don't regret it if you are late."

After saying that, Gao Kaishan squeezed his eyebrows for the old man in disrespect, and lowered his voice and continued: "Miss Changsun is a good girl. Dad likes it very much, and your mother likes it very much. And I see that Miss Changsun has a good impression of you, so hurry up and marry her. Dad and your mother can also hold their grandson!"

Gao Bufan couldn't help but give his father a contemptuous look. His eldest son, Sun Wugui, was only eleven or twelve years old, and you are shameless? However... In ancient times, women seemed to be a man after they were twelve or thirteen years old and could marry and have children after they first menstruate. But I don't know how old was Changsun Wugui who married Li Shimin in history!

As soon as he thought about this, Gao Bufan became a little nervous. He was over. Could it be that he was really moved by the little loli's Changsun Wugui, which was shameful. But his father also said it well. Good girls are always sought after, so why can't he rob?

However, Gao Bufan thought about it again and felt a little helpless. Now he is just a fifteen-year-old middle school boy who has accomplished nothing. How can he reach the Changsun family? It is not an era of free love, only talking about love but not bread. Moreover, even if you have "bread", you still have to follow the family background.

In terms of family background, after he was a royal family in the Northern Qi Dynasty, the Northern Qi Dynasty had long been destroyed, leaving only a false reputation; in terms of social status, there was no one in the family who served as an official, and they were all useless; in terms of wealth, there was only one horse farm in the family, and all the property was only tens of thousands of taels of silver. How could this condition compete with Li Shimin, the second generation of officials, the second generation of wealth?

It's difficult!

At this time, Gao Bufan regretted rejecting Sun Changsheng's proposal, but he was a free and easy person and quickly got rid of this negative emotion. After all, as long as he had real skills, he could make a career everywhere. Moreover, if he relied on the Changsun family to take office, he would inevitably bow his head in front of the Changsun family!

"By the way, dad, aren't you going out to buy beans? Why are you coming back soon?" Gao Bufan asked curiously.

Gao Kaishan's face suddenly turned dark and said, "Dad originally wanted to go to Qinghe County to take a look. The beans there were cheap, but just arrived near Gaojipo but found that the road was closed. It was impossible to get there, and the detour was too far, so he had to go home."

Gao Bufan said in his heart: "Closing the road, is it because the officers and soldiers want to suppress the bandits?"

Gao Kaishan shook his head and said, "Stop it, it's the garrison of the county. The commander Song Qichen led the army. He only has 1,000 troops under his command. He has just tried it before. The emperor will go east to go to Goguryeo in the spring of next year. During this period, the ships transporting military-borne ships from the canal were constantly connected. In addition, the county magistrate Zhou was killed, and Song Qichen was forced to send troops to pretend."

It is said that the Great Sui Dynasty currently implemented a county system, without the administrative level of provinces, the county governs the county, the county has a county magistrate, and the county has a prefect, and the other position is a chief lieutenant to control the entire county's troops and horses, without being bound by the prefect, thus separating the administration and military and achieving mutual restraint.

Song Qichen in Gaokai Mountain Pass was the commander of Bohai County. He commanded a thousand Sui soldiers. If the temporary recruitment of the people would be able to obtain three thousand troops. However, it would be a dream for this person to encircle Gaojipo, which is a hundred miles apart. What's more, the combat power of the local Sui soldiers was worrying, and with only one thousand regular troops, it would be even more impossible!

"By the way, Fan'er, haven't you mentioned Sun Anzu to You Father before?" Gao Kaishan suddenly said.

Gao Bufan nodded: "Has he been caught?"

Gao Kaishan said with a strange expression: "That's not the case, but I heard that this person has recruited hundreds of refugees and become enemies. Recently, he has been out of the Gaojipo area and robbed the houses and robbed the past business trips. He also called himself General Touching Sheep!"
Chapter completed!