In the Hongshao Pavilion, Xue Yaoying looked at the notes Gao Yue gave her, and was puzzled:

"Why, why, even if you don't become a Beijing official, it's not impossible to enter the local envoy's mansion - but Yisong, why do you want to go to Jingyuan? Really, alas, it's really, it's not as follows the Bajun Picture I planned for you. Zhihui Zhihui..." Once the refiner was in a bad mood, he would subconsciously call her maid, but at this moment she looked around, leaving only the vast pond on the water pavilion, and then suddenly remembered, "Zhihui has already gone to Yisong's place."

"Okay, I feel at ease with Zhihui there. At least the 2,000 guan that Gao Yue owes me can't escape." Thinking of this, Master Xue Lian couldn't help but feel at ease, although he was a little lonely.

By the releasing pond in the east city, Tuilei Zhai was officially opened, and the viewers were blocked. Wu Cailuan stood under the flag of "Shaoling Xiaoxiaosheng" in Moshu and shouted loudly, "There are masterpieces that are comparable to Huaibeilu, and there are masterpieces that are comparable to Huaibeilu! Dear neighbors and villagers, please read them quickly and you can check them in the bookstore. It is only ten cents a day for three days. If you buy them, steamed Hu and pancakes will be given. I believe that if you only have a cup of tea, you will fall in love with this giant compilation like me."

"I'm afraid it's something like Yunan and Liu Dong's fake!" Anger came from the crowd. It seemed that many people had been quarreled by those copycat works.

"It's fine if Yunan, Liudong, Yangxi, but last time I saw someone who gave me a name and gave me a fortune, which made me wasted five hundred dollars."

"There are also those who are written by Gao Yue, alas, it's really too much!"

But there were still people who couldn't resist the temptation and began to walk into the bookstore of Tuilezhai.

Under the wall outside the release pond, two tial vehicles that arrived from different directions stopped opposite each other. Tang An and Wu Xingxing sat in between, pointing at the slaves beside them and said, "Go and see how they are."

Just when the East City was bustling, Gao Yue and Yun Shao came here in Cui Zhongcheng's mansion in Shengpingfang to say goodbye to Cui Kuan and his wife.

"Yi Song, you have to think clearly. You go to your father-in-law's Nishikawa Shogunate first. Of course, your brother may be criticized as nepotism, but you can return to the capital after the second and third exams. Wouldn't it be good to come to Xiantai directly as the censor?" Cui Kuan, who was sitting on the table, also did not understand Gao Yue's intention to go to Jingyuan.

Although his wife Lu did not say it, she despised Gao Yue in her heart, she was indeed a poor person.

"I feel the sincerity of Duan Envoy Duan's envoy, but my boy's conspiracy has been settled." Gao Yue's tone was very firm.

Cui Kuan could only nodded and said that Yisong was there and was willing to take care of himself. After I came back, I would replace my brother and I would like to manage my house for you and Yun Shao, so I can't stay in Huaizhenfang forever.

Yunhe, behind the curtains in the corridor, silently looked at her brother-in-law and sister sitting together. Through the soft light of the curtain, she couldn't help but see that her sister became more fair and beautiful. She was no longer the sister who fought with her, but had joined Gao. But as long as she was with her senior high school, could she be radiant even in the cottage?

"Take good care, sister, and senior high school."

The next day, at the turn of spring and summer, at Duting Post Station in the west of the city, Gao Yue rode the gentle Shu horse given by Jingyuan Fang Town, carrying the posthouse's talisman and his luggage filled with books, and walked slowly towards Kaiyuan Gate to the west. The outline of the imperial city slowly disappeared from his eyes when he looked back.

At this moment, Liu Yan slowly put down his official letter in the Secretariat Province, remembering Gao Yue who left Beijing to Jingyuan, touched his beard and whispered, "Mr. Gao Lang, are your ambitions and ideals in your luggage?"

Yun Shao sat in a car pulled by four cows, following Gao Yue, with Zhihui and Acuo accompanying the cow cart. The Kunlun slave Wei Tuotian did not return to Xichuan. He also acted as Gao Yue's slave, carrying his luggage in front of him. The group walked and stopped. About seven miles later, he made a short stop at Lingao Post, the largest in the west of Chang'an City.

Lingao Post is the largest post station to the west of Chang'an City, and its status is the largest post station to the east of Baqiao Post. In front of Gaoyue's horse, the vast Wei River and Zhongwei Bridge appear. This post station connects four directions: one is to enter Fengxiang Prefecture through Wugong, the second is to arrive at Fengtian City from Xingping, the third is to go to Jingyang and then connect to Shuofang and Jingyuan, and the fourth is to enter Jiannan from Zhouzhi in the southwest corner. The Mawei Post Station where Yang Guifei was hanged and killed was here.

It can be said that "all the way is diagonally divided into ancient post stations."

"Let's cross Zhongwei Bridge and walk towards the old city of Xianyang." Gao Yue immediately asked the postmen of Lingao Post, then raised his whip and said to the bridgehead.

Yun Shao stayed in the swaying ox cart, looking at the lively tea shops, grass markets, brick towers around the station, and was in a good mood. However, when she turned her head, she quickly shouted in horror, "What's the matter with the mistress?" Zhihui hurriedly leaned over and asked.

Then she followed Yun Shao's eyes and looked north, the junction between the remnants of Xilongshouyuan and the old city of Xianyang, was filled with graves, stretching for three miles, densely packed on it, countless crows flying above it, with indescribable sense of desolation and solemnity.

Gao Yue also saw this scene and remembered that this should be the famous "palace slanting place" and the burial place of the Tang palace maids of all dynasties. He was worried that Yun Shao was sad and afraid, so he urged him to walk through this land quickly. Wei Tuotian responded and took steps, quickly leaving the horse and ox cart behind...

After passing Xianyang Old City and the palace people, they walked sixty or seventy miles and went to Jingyang County Yingdong Post and rested. In the Tang Dynasty, the post stations were about twenty miles apart. Except for emergencies, the distance between three post stations was usually sixty miles a day.

Within the next few days, the itinerary gradually became boring and tired. After passing Ganquan Palace, he then walked to Xinping County, the capital of Binzhou. There was a cemetery of Fu Jian under the county town. When he entered the Wulong Original Pavilion, he realized that Li Huaiguang, the capital of Shuofang Army, and the judge Gao Ying, had never been in Xinping City, but had built a garrison in Changwu City, fifty miles away to prepare for the Western Fan.

It was getting late, and Gao Yue could no longer take his wife to Changwu City to pay homage to Gao Ying, so he lived in Wulong Original Hall.

There are restaurants, offices, offices on the main roads, and offices on the small roads.

The scale of the Wulong Original Pavilion is far inferior to that of Baqiao Post and Linggao Post. After Gao Yue settled his wife Yun Shao in the room, he asked Zhihui to go out to buy food to eat.

After a while, Zhihui came back with a food box and said quietly to Gao Yue and Yun Shao, "In the room next to her, there is a lady crying sadly inside!"

Yun Shao was a kind-hearted person and immediately said, "Songqing, isn't this lady bullying? We have to go and see."

Gao Yue said to his wife that Wei Tuotian and I will go out first, and you and Zhihui, Acuo will not walk around here for the time being.
Chapter completed!