The news that the master of the Tianji Pavilion deposed the second emperor of the demon world was clearly stated in Yunzhou Mu's memorial.
Although it had not spread among the people, the empress was of course the first to know.
However, she was not in a hurry to say thank you at that time.
First of all, since I am in the world of mortals and cannot leave, it would seem very insincere to send my subordinates there!
Secondly, Tianji Pavilion has always attached great importance to cause and effect, and she wanted to personally ask the Taoist priest, the master of the pavilion, why he helped Dajing.
after all!
If it hadn't been for the arrival of that pavilion master, Yumenguan and the unprepared Dajing behind it would have completely fallen into the mouth of the monster!
Life is ruined and the consequences are disastrous!
Since we have this good relationship, even if Tianji Pavilion has no intention of having a good relationship with Jingguo in the future, it is appropriate to thank him properly.
...
The autumn wind blows.
The long streets and alleys gradually became lively.
In particular, the Chenghuang Temple and Wenqu Pavilion outside the city are places where gods are enshrined. Many scholars who will take exams this year went to pray.
This day.
The autumn event is very close.
After Gu Lan finished his breakfast, he took Lao Yangtou, who was carrying his luggage, out of the Gu Mansion.
Mu Yuyan and Liu Yexi followed and said goodbye to Yiyi.
"Sir, have you brought your imperial examination number?"
Liu Yexi was a little worried and deliberately said something clever.
"Xiao Xi, sir, am I such a careless person?"
Gu Lan curled his lips, smiled, and glanced at Old Yang.
Lao Yangtou quickly took out the shiny No. 295 from his arms and waved it in front of the little girl and the empress: "Everything is ready. Madam, little Xi, don't worry, I will take good care of the young master!"
The Autumn Wei Examination was held at the Chief Envoy's Office in Langzhou for seven or eight consecutive days.
So they had to go there and rent an inn to stay.
"Gu Lang, come back early, I'm waiting for you at home."
Mu Yuyan stepped forward, straightened his clothes, and murmured with reluctance.
They have never been separated for so long since they got married.
Although there were secret guards secretly protecting Gu Lan and nothing would happen, she was always worried about going to Tianji to worship the mountain.
"Don't worry, madam, I won't cause trouble this time."
Gu Lan knew her worries, raised his hand to touch her delicate face, and said with a smile: "I heard that after the end of autumn, there will be fireworks temple fairs throughout the city..."
"Madam, do you remember, we met at this time last year."
"Wait until I finish the exam this year, then I can visit Langzhou City with you, okay?"
"How could I forget..."
Mu Yuyan pursed her lips, showed a beautiful and thrilling smile, and nodded lightly: "Okay, I'll wait for my husband."
"gone."
Gu Lan said goodbye to his wife, called to Lao Yang, brought two old horses, and they walked towards the city gate one behind the other.
The horse's hooves stepped on the fallen leaves on the ground, and the two people's backs gradually moved away.
"Sir, we have left the city and are about thirty miles away from the Chief Envoy. Shall we go directly?"
"No rush, let's go to the nearby Wenqu Pavilion first to pay homage to the gods and take a look at the scholars of our generation in Dajing."
"Then... let's go buy two bottles of wine?"
"Hahaha, I know you, old Yang, are greedy, so! Once you get out of the city, I will treat you to the best rice wine there!"
"Master still understands me!"
"..."
The voice gets quieter and quieter.
a long time.
In front of the Gu Mansion, Mu Yuyan came back to her senses, turned to Liu Yexi and whispered softly: "Are you ready? Let's go too."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
...
at the same time!
Chengnan Mountain.
The autumn wind blew over the cliff, and two figures on horseback stopped here, looking at Langzhou City in the distance below the mountain.
"Is this the city of Dajing? It's so majestic!"
The young man in white Confucian shirt couldn't help but admire.
He was handsome by birth and dressed like a scholar.
Although he was wearing civilian clothes at the moment, his brows revealed an innate nobility.
"Your Highness, this will all be yours in the future, don't envy them."
The old man in black robes next to him said with a hoarse voice: "The Imperial Master has predicted that Dajing's fortune has come to an end, and now the demon world is invading again..."
Before he could finish speaking.
The young scholar shook his head and stopped his words: "Old Long, don't underestimate your enemy!"
"The so-called centipede insect is dead but not stiff. The vitality of Dajing, a huge country, has not been completely extinguished."
"Have you not seen the great victory at Yumen Pass? Thirty thousand soldiers of Dajing killed nearly one hundred thousand of the demon army and forced them to retreat a hundred miles. Such a record... how terrifying!"
"That's what His Highness said."
The old man in black robe who was replaced by Mr. Long was obviously convinced by him. He did not refute and nodded as if he had been taught.
"But... you are right."
The young scholar looked back at Langzhou City at his feet, a look of unruliness flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised.
"So what if there is still a trace of Yingguo's luck?"
"Sooner or later this will be my territory, Dayu!"
"Not only here, but also in the twelve states of Jingguo, I want them all...including their supreme empress!"
"Hahaha, His Highness is so ambitious, I am happy to hear this!"
The old man in black robe praised.
"Let's go, Mr. Long!"
The young scholar casually dismounted his horse, turned around and headed down the mountain.
"To conquer Dajing, let's start from this autumn."
"Let me see how talented this Dajing scholar is and whether he is worthy of being used by me in the future!"
...
"Lao Yang, did you give me the money?"
"Didn't the young master invite us, ahem... as guests?"
Old Yangtou seemed to be very fond of the rice wine he bought at the city gate. He drank it while he was talking and couldn't help but choke a few mouthfuls.
"..."
The store owner looked at the two of them with increasingly unkind eyes!
Mainly because Gu Lan didn't pay attention, Lao Yang hugged him several times and started fucking him violently, as if he was reincarnated as a drunkard.
This kind of wine is not expensive.
But it stands to reason that after drinking the best fairy wine, it should be difficult to swallow this bad wine... Gu Lan was like this. He picked up the wine bowl and only took a sip with the old Yangtou.
"Sir, actually...when I, Old Yang, was fleeing in Huangzhou in the early years, this kind of wine was what I wanted most."
Old Yangtou hugged the wine jar and smiled sheepishly.
If he could have had such a bowl of wine at that time, he probably would not have come to Langzhou.
Gu Lan was stunned after hearing this, and then gently patted his shoulder: "It's okay, I'll ask if you can give money first, you can drink it, I'll take care of it, sir!"
Gu Lan also pushed his altar to the opposite side.
"Thank you, sir!"
While drinking, Lao Yang looked around. He came over drunkenly and laughed in a low voice: "Master, you are sure to be elected this time... Look at these scholars coming out of Langzhou City, I, Lao Yang I have never seen anyone with a better temperament than the young master!"
"My appearance is not as good as yours!"
He added another sentence, curling his lips and looking at the passing scholars.
"Drink your bar!" Gu Lan's eyelids twitched fiercely: "Young master, I regard fame, fortune and wealth as rubbish. How can I be so keen on winning the imperial examination?"
Don’t say it yet!
The imperial examinations in this world sometimes really look at appearance.
He was so afraid that Old Yang would have a crow's mouth.
Let yourself be selected because of this extremely handsome face!
After all, the empress is coming to court now, and I heard she hasn’t gotten married yet... What if she misses her in the future?
After flattering him, Lao Yang smiled and said nothing.
At this time.
A beggar passed by outside the restaurant. His face was sallow and his eyes were slightly sunken, as if he hadn't had a full meal in a long time.
The beggar's clothes are dirty, but it can be seen that they are the scholar's Confucian clothes.
He paused and lingered outside the restaurant, but he hesitated to come in.
"Where's the beggar from? Come on, don't delay our business!"
The rush of the waiter caused some customers to glance over.
Most of them pass by at a glance, with an indifference that is not surprising.
However.
When Gu Lan saw the beggar's face, he was slightly stunned.
Linlu?
