Chapter 68

Early the next morning, Meng Jiao went to the Ministry of Rites to participate in the customs examination. Cui Po got up late because he was too busy a few days ago. After he washed up and greeted his mother's room, he was about to go to the office room on site, but Feng Nan, who was so angry, walked in. He looked at his dark eyes. It must have been a sleepless night last night for him.

"Brother Cui, I've been disturbing you for several months. I'm here to say goodbye to you." After seeing the greeting, Feng Nan saw Cui Po wanting to leave, and did not exchange much greetings, and spoke directly.

"Oh? Why did Brother Feng say this?" After hearing this suddenly, Cui Po was stunned and sat down again, looking at Feng Nan in surprise and said.

"I'm leaving home for a long time, and I feel homesick, so I want to go back to my home in Lingnan." Feng Nan, with a gray face, said casually.

"This is a good brother. It is better to think about it twice. The so-called 'returning home in glory'. Isn't it just arousing the sadness of my family when I return to my hometown in such a lonely mood? It is not a filial piety to be a son. My scholars of the Tang Dynasty have always been traveling. In the past, Li Zhexian and others had more than ten years of wandering experience. At this age, Brother Feng was so old that he would return home immediately when he encountered setbacks? At this time, he was just staying in the middle of the capital for a long time. He participated in literary gatherings and made friends with celebrities in the world. In addition, he would also show his talents and become famous in the middle of the capital.

.Only in this way, the imperial examination will be able to be awarded the imperial examination list next year. If you go back to your hometown, it will take half a year to go. Brother Feng’s future will still be in trouble! In addition, the remote area of ​​Lingnan is far away. Who can I find to discuss this subject after my junior home?" Li Boyuan left Beijing and went to Lingnan before he returned to his hometown. How could Cui Po let Feng Nan return to his hometown? In addition, he really had a good impression of this young man, and he really didn’t want to see him so excited about his long journey, so he spoke out and tried his best to keep him.

How could Feng Nan not know these principles? It’s just that he is young and has a thin-skinned face. When Meng Jiao failed the exam, he was inevitably disgraced. Therefore, he wanted to leave with intention. After hearing Cui Po’s words, he was speechless immediately.

Seeing him like this, Cui Po didn't understand what he was thinking. He immediately stood up and said, "Marquis Gao was poor and was only in his fifties before he first entered the trial stage. He could finally win the reward of the marquis. Besides, my brother is so young and handsome? Let's live in my mansion and review his studies. In the coming year, he will surely soar into the sky and exhale. This matter is settled like this. Brother Yu should take a step forward if he has something to do. Brother Yu can call him to take you to visit various scenic spots in Chang'an City, so that he can use this to spread it!" After saying that, without waiting for Feng Nan to answer the conversation, he bowed and left.

Until Cui Po left for a long time, Feng Nan still couldn't sit upright and murmured and repeated: "Mr. Gao, Marquis Gao..."

It turned out that Feng Nan was very energetic in his youth, and the poem of Gao Shi in the prosperous Tang Dynasty was the best. Gao Shi was a figure who had been tortured for a long time, was in a poor life in the first half of his life, and was rich and honored as a marquis in the second half of his life. Cui Po used him to inspire Feng Nan, who was depressed, and was in the middle of the hole.

After riding his horse to the scene for inspection, he saw that everything was in order, Cui Po did not intend to stay. After instructing Chief Ke to pay attention to supervision, Lord Yuanwailang got on the horse and went to the door again.

In a few days, the annual new Jinshi Qujiang gave him a banquet. This was the first examination since Li Shi ascended the throne. He was particularly valued. Even Cui Po, the former top scholar, was also selected by Yupeng to participate in the grand event.

That morning, Lord Yuanwailang got up early and waited at the official hall at Chengtianmen, the palace city. This official hall was originally intended for the third rank and above in the court to go up and down, so the decoration was extremely exquisite and elegant. Cui Po was here for the first time this time, and when he saw it, he couldn't help but sigh.

After about half a stick of incense, Yang Yan, the Minister of Rites, walked into the official hall leisurely. Just looking at his frowning, he clearly had endless thoughts in his heart. After Cui Po bowed to the salute, he asked in surprise: "Why bother the teacher so much?"

After Yang Yan replied a briefly, he smiled bitterly when he heard this. Seeing that there was no one else in the hall, he said with embarrassment: "I am not afraid of the jokes of the Eleven Lang. My foolish brother is really worried about his little daughter. The only daughter of your master's wife is this daughter, and she has been spoiled and pampered since childhood. Four years ago, she married into the Zheng family in Hedong. Her son-in-law was originally from a noble family and appeared in Guanglu Temple. In the past few years after marriage, it has been considered harmonious in the past few years, but my son-in-law suddenly became a concubine. This was also common sense in the world, but the little girl refused to accept her life and death, and the two sides became quarrels. Yesterday, the little girl went back to the door and cried, "Ah! You talk about this..." Speaking of this, Yang Shangshu, who had always been wise and had a lot of tricks, could only sigh.

When Cui Po heard that it was such a housework, he was really embarrassed. It has always been difficult for outsiders to get involved in such a thing. Even as a minister, Yang Yan cannot do so. If he forced himself to suppress his official position, his relationship with her husband and wife will be greatly damaged. If he does not suppress him and feels sorry for his daughter, it is no wonder that he will be so embarrassed.

After the two looked at each other and smiled bitterly, they sat silently. Yang Yan was still full of bitterness. It seemed that this fact made him very distressed. Seeing his appearance, Cui Po looked at him, even if he was willing to help him, he could not understand the method and could only sit with him.

Thinking of this in his heart, Cui Po was silent for a while. Suddenly, Fuzhi thought of something, and suddenly stood up and said, "I have it!" Then, without explaining to Yang Yan, he turned around and left the hall to ask for the pen and ink from the minor official responsible for looking at the place.

When his pen and ink were delivered, Cui Po immediately wrote at his desk. Yang Yan was curious and came up to watch it. He saw that his favorite disciple had written a slang poem:

I have a lot of affection for two! For example, I pinch a piece of mud and shape a me. Suddenly I was happy! Break it all, go into the water again, round it up, refinish it, and reconcile it again; pinch you again, and shape me again. In the meantime! In the meantime, I have you in my body, and in your body I have me.

Cui Po finished writing the cursive script and dried the ink traces and handed it to Yang Yan: "The teacher can hand this word to Ling Yuan and ask her to copy it and place it on Brother Zheng's desk. Perhaps it will have a miraculous effect.

When Yang Yan saw Cui Po’s book, he felt that although this word seemed too vulgar, the deep affection between the couple was really vividly outlined. While reaching out to take the roll of paper, he still asked himself: “How can it work?”

Cui Po smiled and refused to answer. He was really unsure of this matter. Just now, he suddenly thought of this slang poem because he recalled the story of Zhao Mengfu, a famous painter in the Yuan Dynasty. This painter Zhao had a deep relationship with his wife Zhongji after marriage. Later, he was like Yang Shangshu's son-in-law, and suddenly became interested in taking a concubine. However, his wife Zhongji did not make a fuss. He only made this novel and unique song "My Nong Ci" for his husband. Meng Fu saw it and was ashamed and never talked about taking a concubine for his whole life. Cui Po realized that the two things were quite similar, so he borrowed them to use them, hoping to solve Yang Yan's good intentions.

Just as Yang Yan put the rolled paper on his wide sleeves, he heard the tribute of "Chang Xiang" coming from outside the hall, but Chang Gun, the head of this dynasty, arrived.

Cui Po and the other looked at each other helplessly and smiled bitterly. After dressing in both sides of the hall door, they gave a greeting ceremony to Chang Gun, who was walking in. Seeing that it was them, the chief apprentice only hummed his nose, then he went straight to the seat and closed his eyes without saying a word to rest.

Seeing that he was so rude, Cui Po was just fine. Yang Yan, who had always been narrow-minded, only felt itchy and uncomfortable, but he could not help him. So he also hummed and turned around and sat back. Jinghou, who did not say a word, suddenly became solemn.

Fortunately, not long after, Cui Youfu and Liu Yan's two ministers also came one after another, and everyone couldn't help but greet each other. Liu Yan nodded and smiled at Cui Po's greeting for a long time, which made Lord Yuanwailang feel much better.

Soon, the Emperor's carriage arrived from the palace city. After the people in the hall were guided by Chang Gun on the Imperial Street outside the gate, they got on their own carriages and followed them to Qujiang.

Goodbye Qujiang, the scenery in Furong Garden is still the same, the tents are continuous, colorful boats are flying, and countless old and young Chang'an, officials, gentry and ladies gather together to participate in this annual event, which is also to witness the glory of the new Jinshi.

As Li Shi arrived, everyone on the banks of Qujiang Pool bowed down, saying that he would never mention the mountain.

Until he arrived at the "Water Hall", His Majesty the Emperor came out of the imperial palace and entered the main hall under the guard of Chang Gun and others. When the new Jinshi in the hall heard that the emperor had arrived, they immediately bowed down and worshiped each other. Although there were only a few, the loud sound shook the palace.

With Li Shi's "flat body" order, everyone returned to sit one after another. This time, the banquet was held in a single seat system. Cui Po, who was sitting in the fifth seat in his right hand, had just finished his eyes to Meng Jiao, who was diagonally opposite, and the emperor had already stood up to speak. After the excited emperor persuaded and inspired the new Jinshi, he raised his cup to drink. At this point, the banquet was gradually reaching its climax.

With this opportunity, after a few new Jinshis, he was so excited that he stood up one by one to toast the emperor. Li Shi, who was in a relaxed mood, refused to accept the future courtiers, but he was just a little touched.

When Meng Jiao stepped forward to toast, Cui Po immediately stood up and walked under the emperor's imperial case. He whispered to Li Shi, who was smiling and smiling, "This is the current Jinshi, Meng Jiao, Meng Dongye, Wukang, Huzhou. The 'this mother's hand thread, the wandering son' was recommended by this person on that day.

Upon hearing this, the smile on Li Shi's face became more and more gentle. He nodded to Meng Jiao who was lying on the ground and said, "Meng Qing is talented enough to be a Jinshi, and it is even more rare to be so filial and forgiveness, so be fine!" Then, he even drank it all, and only saw the new Jinshi in the palace enviously.
Chapter completed!