"Oh!" Wang Zhihuan and Wang Han's eyes suddenly dimmed, as if they were depressed by a young man who had lost his love letter.

Zhang Qian felt very interesting in his heart, and quickly added with a smile, "But there are some things in my family. If you are in a hurry, please come with me to pick them up. Anyway, there is still some time before the city gate is closed, so I will lend you the carriage, which is enough for you to rush back to the city."

"Thank you, Brother Zhao!" Wang Zhihuan and Wang Han were immediately overjoyed and bowed to Zhang Qian together. "I'm fine today, so I'll go to the mansion to bother you!"

"Thank you, Brother Yongzhao. I'm having nothing to do recently. I'm about to visit my house! We promise tomorrow morning with Brother Zhao's carriage...

"Just send the carriage to the military weapon supervisor, just give it to my junior brother!" Zhang Qian was in a good mood and invited the two without hesitation, "Get on the car, let's call Uncle Zhang Shi on the way. He should have nothing important to deal with recently!"

After saying that, he opened the car door and sent Wang Zhihuan and Wang Han into the carriage one after another, then jumped in himself, and ordered the servants to drive the carriage and go straight to Zhang Ruoxu's house.

In the afternoon, there were many people entering the city and few leaving the city, so the carriages were unobstructed. Along the way, the three brothers inevitably talked about their experiences in Chang'an in recent times, and they were all very emotional.

It turned out that Bigou asked the court to ban the sale of official positions and titles, but was exiled to Liuzhou because of this. It was also very popular in the Imperial College, Imperial College, and Four Schools. Although there were a few playboys with millions of families and deep backgrounds who were excited about Bigou's expulsion from the court. However, most of the other students were privately indignant about Bigou's fate.

The reason is that the imperial examination system and academic institution system, which have gradually been established and improved since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, have many flaws. However, it makes most people feel fair. It also makes students from small families see the hope of breaking barriers through hard study and personal talents.

However, the sales of official positions and titles that have only emerged in recent years have broken the fairness that everyone dreams of. Not only has it blocked the rise of those born in small families, but it has also made all the knowledge taught by the Imperial College, the Imperial College, and the four schools become decorations!

If you can buy an official position by spending money, and then spending money by giving priority to the candidates, what is the need for the several university governments in Chang'an City? Especially in the four schools, this school specializing in the children of fifth to seventh rank officials and a small number of "superbs of common people", among the students, how many elders can spend thousands of money to pave the way for them at once? Since it is useless to learn, what is the point of their learning well or bad learning?

"The treacherous and slanderous people will harm the country's destiny! I originally thought that if the Martial Arts Empress abdicated, the government would quickly restore Qingming. Who would have thought that in the end, it would be like this!"

"It's a pity that the athletes on the front line are still sacrificing their lives for the Tang Dynasty. As a result, they fought for ten years and were not as good as others' money!"

...

Wang Zhihuan and Wang Han are both young and old, and are still less than twenty years old. Therefore, although they are very talented, they all have a tendency toward angry young people. As they speak, their voices lose control.

On the contrary, Zhang Qian, one is a little older than both of them, and two is a little aware of the direction of history. He is afraid that the two of them will suffer from disasters, and keeps saying to them to let their eyes go long-term. Don’t lose confidence in the court and the future just because of a little cloud in front of you.

Wang Zhihuan and Wang Han understood that he was kind-hearted. After criticizing the current affairs, their emotions gradually stabilized. The three of them changed the topic tacitly and began to talk about some romantic and romantic things, but they were very happy.

The reason is also very simple. The most talked about in Chang'an City recently was that Zhang Jiuling and Qin Lu, both of them combined with swords and beat the little prince Shi, who came to make trouble in the restaurant.

One party involved is an acquaintance with everyone, while the other party is a foreigner. Without thinking, everyone knows which side to stand on.

The result of the conflict was really satisfying. It is said that on that day, Channu and his four followers were cut off their clothes and threw them directly on the long street from the second floor. They ran barely for more than half a mile before they found that they had written the word "bad" on their backs. (Chunnu, the second son of Tuqi Shi Khan, the brother of Prince Huaide of Tang, colluded with Mochu to kill his brother and became independent, and was later killed.)

"That day, I saw Brother Bo Gao write a good handwriting and a good poem, but I didn't expect that he was so quick!" Zhang Qian was so fascinated that he couldn't help but stroking his hands and exclaimed.

"He, the main contribution that day was writing. Chennu and his four followers were all beaten down by Qin Lu alone." Wang Han was not convinced and commented sourly. "If Qin Lu had changed others around him at that time, the result would have been almost the same!"

"If you change to someone else, you may not be able to fight!" Wang Zhihuan rolled his eyelids and retorted with a smile. "The old saying goes, women are to please themselves. In our Tang Dynasty, women draw swords for those who please themselves, and women are not as good as men. If you change to someone who looks down on them, you will not be able to use swords for you and others. You will only watch both of you beat them to the point of being blue and swollen, and then applaud them next to you!"

"You..." Wang Han was so choked by him that he almost passed away, and he widened his eyes and rubbed his fists.

"Don't do it, it's about trying to cover up the truth. Who said this just now?!" Wang Zhihuan hid in the corner of the carriage while returning Wang Han's previous words as it was.

...

As time passed quickly, without realizing it, the carriage got off the official road and embarked on the dirt road to Zhangjiazhuang.

The wooden wheels do not have shock absorption function, and the dirt road has become bumpy due to the heavy rain recently. Therefore, the body of the car is very bumpy, and Zhang Gui, who is forcing the car to drive, has to put the speed to the slowest.

Seeing that his farm was close by, Zhang Qian poked half of his head out of the carriage, intending to find a familiar tenant to bring a message to Zijuan and ask her to help arrange a family dinner. Unexpectedly, before he could see any familiar figures on the roadside, there was a sudden sound of horse hooves behind him. Then, the rider, dressed in colorful clothes and couldn't tell the difference between men and women, flashed by the carriage.

"Whose children are so bold? They dare to run horses so fast by the village. What if they hit someone?!" Zhang Qian was shocked and quickly retracted his body into the car. Before he could tell the driver to be careful, a harsh roar suddenly came from his ears, "Give the way, give the way quickly, those who drive the car, don't block the grandpa's way!"

Before he finished speaking, seven or eight more war horses rushed past the carriage. One of them thought Zhang Gui was hiding too slowly, so he suddenly swung the whip and thrust hard into the horse's eyes.

"Sigh and shit--" The poor horse-wallowing pupils were shattered, and a mournful cry was heard in his mouth, and his four hooves opened in pain. The carriage instantly lost control and was dragged by the horse-wallowing horse, rushing around on the dirt road.

"Brother Zhang, Ji Ling, jump off the car!" Wang Han was experienced and decisively pulled Zhang Qian and kicked the car door away. "You guys first!"

"Abandon the car!" Wang Zhihuan's voice rang out immediately, and then he soared into the air like a kite. In a blink of an eye, he fell into the wilderness on the side of the road. "Brother Zhang, don't panic, the ground is soft, jump to me, I'll catch you!"

"Thank you! I'll do it myself!" Although Zhang Qian was so scared that his hair stood up, he didn't practice such a long time to fight. Realizing that the carriage might be overturned at any time, he decisively jumped to the other side.

With his feet landing, he immediately rushed forward, touched the ground with one hand, bent his elbows to relieve his strength, and his body rolled like dough. Then he made a clean and neat turn, and all the movements were done in one go, and in just a few blinks of his fingers, he stood firmly in the bare farmland on the side of the road.

Looking at Wang Han again, he stepped on the pedal beside the carriage door and jumped onto the shaft. Then, he lifted the scared servant Zhang Gui with one hand and jumped down. He drew a long arc in the air like a kite holding a lamb, and stood steadily on the ground eight feet away with his feet.

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't let Shaliwang and the others fall too far! Zhu Meng looked down upon us!" The crappy Chinese words came again from the front, and every sentence sounded extremely harsh. However, it was the perpetrator who was slapping the horse and pulling the horse. He was more than ten feet away and asked the followers to follow him quickly. From beginning to end, this person did not look back. (Please collect, recommend, support??)

"Dog thief, didn't your grandfather teach you how to ride a horse?" Wang Han was furious, left Zhang Gui, pointed at the back of the perpetrator, and shouted loudly.

"Han boy, you are looking for death!" Behind him, someone immediately roared and said, but several other followers of the perpetrator had just followed him. They were all wearing brocade hats and sable fur, dressed in Tubo. They were arrogant and arrogant, "My prince respects you, so he just sucked your horse blindly. He immediately knelt down and apologized, otherwise..." (Note: Boy refers to the son of the slave. It was an insult in ancient times.)

"Who are the barbarians scolding?" How could Wang Han accept it by several Tubo people on the edge of Chang'an City? He glared at his eyes and pressed his hand on his sword at his waist.

The Tang people were martial and the scholars of the Tang Dynasty had the habit of traveling with swords. However, most of them could only be treated as decorations and had never opened a blade, let alone blood. Therefore, the followers of the Tubo perpetrators were not afraid when they saw Wang Han about to draw the sword, but instead were aroused of a competitive spirit. They gave up meeting with their accomplices in front of them, rushed to hold their mounts, adjust their direction, and prepared to rush over to teach the scholar a lesson.

"Bang!" Before they could urge the war horses to speed up again, a piece of earth trash with a fist suddenly came into the air. It was impartial and hit the eyes of a war horse under the crotch of a Tubo evil servant. He hit the mount so hard that a whine sounded in his mouth, and his front hooves soared into the air, "Sigh--"

"Puu!" The arrogant and arrogant Tubo servant on the horse did not expect that the retribution would come so quickly, and was thrown to the ground like a pile, with his head bleeding.

"Hannu is looking for death!"

"Cut him, chop him!"

"Cut him and avenge Wu Lirei..."
Chapter completed!