In late summer and early autumn, the grass grows (cháng) and the horse is fat.

It is a good time to sell horses.

Zhang Shiping and Su Shuang were going north to sell horses to Youbeiping. Although Su Shuang was young, he was well aware of horse paths. Several sects hired in the stables in the backyard were all following Su Shuang's horses. Today they were going to travel far, so they explained in detail and repeatedly reminded them. They were afraid that the sect members would suffer the horses.

Baihu Shui Village, Huang Xu and Taishi Ci are all there. With Taishi Ci's company, Huang Xu, who is used to being wild, has also been very concerned recently. He goes to the school every day to listen to his mentor's teachings. This makes Lu Zhi, who has not been able to get Taishi Ci into the sect, feel quite pleased. My sect also has a tiger!

Huang Zhong was also particularly pleased.

This time, there were not only traitors, but also several elite soldiers who came from the side to protect them, but also the Wulian tribe members were accompanying them. They knew the boats and would never fail. Liu Bei also wrote in advance to inform Cheng Pu to help the two succeed. After all, they were young and were the first to go. Liu Bei still couldn't help but worry.

Farewell to everyone, Zhang Shiping and Su Shuang boarded the Sangfang boat together, and then left along the way. This big boat was a gift from Cheng Pu.

After seeing off Su Shuang and Zhang Shiping, the gate slowly fell. Liu Bei and others then took a small boat to return to the water pavilion.

Huang Xu and Taishi Ci were still in her studies, so she hurriedly said goodbye and left. Liu Bei was idle and turned to Chenyue Pavilion.

The small boat first sent the two to the waterfront corridor, and then slowly drove to the other residence of Shiqi.

Wulian, who came every few days, was no longer there. After lifting up the clusters of gauze and warming the tent, Liu Bei walked to the hall. He took off his silk shoes and followed a melodious sound of the piano to the second floor. He saw the Master Chenyue Pavilion who was playing the piano, and the scholar was strange.

When the two first met, Shi Yi had just entered the hairpin. As the years grew, the color was particularly magnificent.

Liu Bei was young at this time, and he was more of praise and appreciation, and he had no other intentions.

"The piano sound is high, and there must be heroes to eavesdrop on it." Shi Yi stopped the piano with a smile.

Liu Bei also walked up to the front with a smile and saluted, "But it's my little brother, how can a hero come from?"

Shi Yi smiled and sighed: "Lou Sang is as prosperous as a dream, and the young lords accumulate gold every day. The households and the people are all involved, and the loyal and righteous people come to join in. The traffic is full of people and celebrities gather together. Wouldn't those who can accomplish this be called heroes?"

Liu Bei smiled proudly: "It's really not easy."

Shi Yi stared at Liu Bei's bright and clear eyes, and suddenly said softly: "Why are you looking for me?"

"Nothing happened." Liu Bei replied with a smile: "It just happened to be the way, so he came over to see his sister."

"But I want to ask about Wulian?" Shi Yi asked.

"What did she do?" Liu Bei sighed: "That day... forget it, let's not talk about it. I've been free for half a day. My sister's piano sound is very different from Jiaci. Can I play a song for my younger brother?"

"Okay." Seeing that Liu Bei was indeed fine, Shi Yi couldn't help but feel happy. He then adjusted the piano with his bare hands and played a song for him.

"The green trees are thick and thick in summer, and the reflection of the towers enters the pond. The crystal curtains move and the breeze blows, and the roses are full of fragrance." Liu Bei looked down on the railing, taking advantage of this beautiful scenery, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

Shi Yi savored it carefully and asked, "Why are the roses full of but they don't smell the fragrance?"

"The Master said: Living with good people is like entering a room of orchids. If you don't smell the fragrance for a long time, you will transform with it." Liu Bei smiled and said, "Summer is long, and I sit for a long time. How can I still smell the fragrance of flowers?"

The strange eyes of the scholar were brilliant. After thinking for a moment, he exclaimed: "How wonderful!"

"Now Lou Sang Dazhi, you have re-election. What will you do in the future?" Shi Yisu played the piano and asked in gossip.

"Let's take a step at a time." Liu Bei thought of the upcoming Yellow Turban Rebellion, and then his tone became depressed: "Cultivate oneself, manage the family, govern the country, and pacify the world. You can do whatever you can. Don't ask for success, but you will complete your efforts. Just ask for a look and leave, and you will have a clear conscience. As for success or failure, it is also in heaven and not me."

Accompanied by the sound of the piano that soothed the mind, Liu Bei was lying high on the pavilion. Soon, he was already deeply sleepy.

Shiyi looked up from time to time, looked at Liu Bei's youthful face, and couldn't help but wander around in the sky.

The dusk was getting deeper. A small boat came downstream and was moored in front of the stone steps on the waterfront. Gongsun jumped up to the water pavilion and looked around the stairs. Then he felt relieved. He greeted the scholar Yi Yingying and gently walked to Liu Bei, picked him up at the waist, and said goodbye to him.

The Shiyi sent him with the sound of the piano. From the beginning to the end, the two of them did not say a word.

Liu Bei slept very deeply this time. He almost missed the night class. Gongsun could not bear to disturb him, so his mother came up to wake him up. Jing Shuifu spread the noodles, and then jumped up. He took the sugar cake handed by his mother and rushed out of the mansion.

The guards in front of the gate had been lined up for a long time, passing through the streets and alleys, escorting Shao Junhou to Lousang Academy.

It is already a luxury to steal half a day of leisure. How can you get rid of your career?

Huangxian, Penglai Harbour.

Three Confucian scholars, covered in mud, rushed to the Tian family's sea boat panting.

"Let's sail slowly!" one of the Confucian scholars raised his arms and shouted.

The head of the caravan on the deck heard the sound and walked to the side of the boat to check. The three of them worked together to carry an old man, showing anxiety.

The head of the department asked: What is the intention?

The Confucian scholar replied: I want to go to Lou Sang to seek medical treatment for my father.

The head immediately signaled to board the board and put three people on the boat.

After asking, I learned that everyone drove all the way from Zhuxu County, Beihai. After leaving Huang County, the official road was muddy and the carriage was deeply trapped in mud pits. So I abandoned the car and walked. Before the big ship went out to sea, I worked together to carry my father to the port.

The young master and Hou were still listening to the ears, and the manager laughed and said, "Please rest assured, this is Lou Sang. The cabin is ready, so go down to rest."

Everyone was overjoyed and bowed and thanked him without mentioning him.

"You'an, what should I do if I wait here?" asked the Confucian scholar on the left.

"I don't know about Genju, but I heard that Lu Zigan taught at Lou Sang Academy. Ziyu and I have the same friendship as him. You might as well go and join him first." The Confucian scholar who was carrying his father in the middle said.

"You and Ziyu are the same disciples as Lu Zigan, why don't I know?" The Confucian scholar on the left asked again.

"We are all recorded disciples of Chen Tingwei. We only had a few encounters, but we did not have a close relationship." The Confucian scholar on the right replied.

"So that's it." The Confucian scholar on the left nodded slightly and said, "I wonder if the young lord and lord upstairs are as polite as rumored. He actually greeted a young man with a yellow gust." Seeing that no one answered, he laughed: "I also heard that the sweet rain of the Lou Sang Song Spring has been brewing in the world. I must taste it this time. It's not in vain."

The Confucian scholar on the right whispered: "It is important to treat my uncle."

The Confucian scholar on the left said seriously: "This is nature."

After settling down, the three of them took a bath and changed their clothes, and washed away the mud stains on the Confucian robe by themselves. The sea boat had set sail, and the land gradually disappeared. The three of them sat by the window, each with their own thoughts. Especially the Confucian scholar in the middle, his face was full of sorrow.

My father was sick like a mountain. He searched for a good doctor, exhausted his family's wealth, but failed to recover. Now he is in a desperate situation, and he is on the verge of life and death. I heard that Lou Sang Shaojun Hou Jianyishe's clinic was given soup and medicine, and countless living people were alive. So he went with two friends.
Chapter completed!