Chapter 17

"Let's take a look! I'm not in a hurry." Faced with Meng Dongye's question, Cui Po took a sip of tea and replied slowly.

"Young brother must not think so. Since this dynasty opened the imperial examination and became a custom-made one, this vocational paper has been indispensable. If there is no vocational paper, it will be difficult to get high school in the examination room. Even if you write a beautiful article in the examination room, it will be difficult to get high school. The new Jinshi who has always been famous first and praised the good news, then the Qujiang banquet and Ci'en Temple were awarded the honor? Even if Li Xianxian first came to Chang'an, he had Zhang Jiuling's paper, and he was even more "exiled immortal".

He was able to become famous in the capital, but he was awarded the Hanlin Qing position without taking the exam. Besides, the famous hermit in Xiangyang, Meng Haoran, also wrote the poem "Sitting and watching the fisherman, I only envy the fish'. Although you are talented and famous, it has been a bit long after this time. Don't be noble at this time, and finally fall into the imperial examination like Cui Hao, your senior and the same senior as Cui Hao, and you said in one breath, with anxiety overwhelming words.

Seeing Meng Dongye say so much in one breath, although the last few words were inevitably a little uncomfortable, Cui Po felt a strong sense of concern from it, and couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, saying, "Brother Xian taught me a lesson that I will definitely not be like the same sect who is 'Huang He will never return'. You should rest assured now!"

The two of them talked about some idle articles. Meng Jiao said goodbye early because he had something to do. Cui Po took the paper and pen and started to make the paper neatly. While thinking about going to those places in his mind, he suddenly saw the silly ghostly walk in, and said with a charming smile as usual: "Uncle Master, good things, great things are coming, I may want you to spend money again, so I'll treat me to drink."

Cui Po followed him to Changlefang for a drink yesterday. Although he was finally given a visit by Aza, the quote made Cui Po scared for a long time. If he invited him to drink a few more times, Dingzhou wouldn't have to go back. He just learned from Du Zimei back then, "Catching Fu'er's Sect and Mu's Fat Ma Chen" and forget it. He heard him say this again, and he couldn't help but scream in his heart: "Black, it's so dark!" He said without moving his face: "Okay", so that he won't get entangled and refuse to say "Great news."

He heard him say yes, Daoxu said happily: "Just now, a person dressed up by his family came to you. When I asked, I found out that it was Cui Zhongshu's family. He said that he would go there in the afternoon. Uncle Jung-in, this is a great thing! Who doesn't know in the capital? Cui Zhongshu is the most famous prince Yizhong. In the future, he will send someone to find you. Uncle Jung-in-law seems to be not far away. Do you think this good news is worth a drink? Why don't we go now?"

When Cui Po heard that Cui Zhongshu had sent someone to find him, he couldn't help but wonder: "How did he know that I had come to Beijing and why did he look for me?" He was thinking about it in his heart, but he felt someone pulling his sleeves. He turned his head to look at him, but it was Daoxu, looking at himself with anticipation, and said: "Oh, my junior, I already know, you can go back first, ah!" After that, he turned around and walked back

"Uncle Master, you agreed to treat me to drink. Why don't we go now?" Daoxu looked at Cui Po with his eyes shining brightly

"Yes, this is something! How can I ask for such a great good thing?" After hearing this, Daoxu was happy. "But there is also a difficulty. You see, the uncle of the junior is not rich, and he is really willing but not capable enough. Why don't I go to Master Zhenxuan to borrow some silver and flowers and invite my nephew to have a drink for three days." After that, he asked Daoxu, whose face became darker and darker, "I just need to ask my nephew to calculate for me. How much does it cost to borrow to borrow?"

Seeing Daoxu leaving, Cui Po laughed a lot, but this smile made him feel much more relaxed. He no longer spent time thinking about why Cui Sheren looked for him. He just calmly wrote the paper. Unconsciously, time passed. After lunch, Cui Po changed his clothes, took Huahua out, and went to Tongyifang.

The entire Chang'an City is an oblique highland, and naturally the Daming Palace located at the top of Longshouyuan is the highest, followed by Tai Chi and Xingqing Palaces, and further down there are the residences of high-ranking officials and nobles, and then to the temples, ordinary officials' residences, while ordinary people can only live in the fang districts closest to the three gates of Mingde, Anhua and Qixia. It can be said that in Chang'an, you can only see one person's residence, and you can know his status by looking at his residence. Cui Youfu was able to live in Tongyifang, which is only one fang district from Xingqing Palace as a Zhongshu Sheren, so his political status is self-evident.

When he arrived at Cui Youfu's mansion, he was at the door screen. The slave led his horse to the side. Cui Po walked through the door screen, walked past the Zhuhong gate, and then came to the door hall outside the middle gate. Cui Po saw three small rooms in a row, and bursts of laughter came from the middle room. He walked into one casually. Cui Po was startled and saw officials in various official uniforms sitting inside chatting with each other. It seemed that they were waiting for Cui Zhongshu to receive him. The same sound came from the other two rooms, and it seemed that they were also waiting for Cui Zhongshu to receive him.

"There are so many people!" Cui Po sighed in his heart. At this moment, a servant in Qingyi who was serving in this room, bowed and said, "Young Master, are you here to see Mr. Cui? Then please give me a copy of the name of the assassin, so I can also come and report it to you."

Cui Po was slightly stunned. He came in a hurry and made an appointment again, so he did not prepare his own Mingshu. There was a gift at this time? He could only say: "He came in a hurry, and he did not bring Mingshu." As soon as he finished speaking, the servant and the officials who were paying attention to this matter in the room shook their heads secretly, and they all said in their hearts: "This young man looked at Feng Shen and demeanor, but he didn't even understand the rules, so he dared to come to his subordinates to ask for a meeting." However, these people have seen the world and are so slippery that they are definitely unwilling to reveal their thoughts.

Cui Po knew this and said straight to the bottom: "Please report it, Cui Po, Boling, Dingzhou, came to ask for a visit."

As soon as he said this, the servant immediately smiled into a flower, and his voice was octave higher: "Oh! It turns out that Young Master Cousin has arrived. The housekeeper has just come here and said, "If you come, please just go in. The master is waiting for you!" While saying that, he also left everyone in the house and took Cui Po to the inside, which attracted everyone in the house to speculate: "Who is this young man? Can Master Zhongshu be so respected?"

After passing the middle gate, he walked through a clean courtyard, and then came to the stairs of the main hall. At this point, the servant smiled at Cui Po and went quietly. Cui Po climbed up the stairs and walked into the main hall. He saw that the middle-aged man in the main Confucian uniform was facing another age difference, with a pair of hair and eyebrows, and a stern official said: "Gongnan, it's good to come back. This experience will not be without you. I know your talent. I have already recommended you to Your Highness the Prince. Go home and rest. When Your Highness the Prince receives you, we will talk more." When he said this, he turned his head and looked at Cui Po carefully, and asked with a solemn face: "Are you Boling Cui Po?"
Chapter completed!