"Hey, are you thinking about her again?"

The person speaking was a young man wearing a sabre wearing a clean round neck robe. He was wearing a light-colored patch on the left side of the robe's lower abdomen. The knife was on the side of the patch.

The young man was at least eighteen or nineteen years old, and the sword was not a common style in the Tang Dynasty. The blade was very wide and the blade was very wide. The handle was about a long one and a full hand, but the blade was less than one meter.

Looking behind the boy, the scabbard wrapped in the old cloth was slightly higher than the shoulders, but there was no sword in the sheath.

He squatted beside the fire, added new firewood to the bonfire, making a crisp "cracking" sound. At this time, he was looking at the boy in white on the other side of the bonfire with a strange expression.

"I'm reading!" The boy in white raised his head seriously, as if expressing his displeasure in his heart.

"It's really the first time I've seen a scholar who is reading in the opposite direction!"

The young man with sword curled his lips with some disdain and continued, "It's not me who said you, Han Changli, what is your identity? This time I entered the imperial capital, at least it was a foregone conclusion for the important positions of the six ministries of the imperial capital, but I was distracted and worried about a little woman every day?"

"Is this the tone of your speech to a senior official who is about to become a fourth-rank rank at least?" Han Changli stood up suddenly, his face flushed, and his hands were holding the book tightly, his knuckles were a little white.

The moment she touched the gaze of the sabre boy, her tone quickly eased: "She is not an ordinary little woman!"

"Oh!" Han Changli sighed, sat down again, looked up and put the stars in his eyes: "You don't understand. This is called love. How could you, a rural warrior, understand the charm of this?"

"Yes, yes, this is called love." Young Master Peishao nodded lightly: "I don't think you are like a scholar now, but like a wanderer in the world."

"Xiaojiu, you really don't understand. I'm going to the Emperor Capital this time to not only ask for those six important positions. I went to the Hanlin Academy, at least in the top three in the first place. It's not for the sake of caring about the world, but for going back to marry her openly. This is love, this is the charm of love! When you meet your beloved girl one day, you will naturally understand!"

"Okay, okay, you've said it dozens of times along the way, and your ears are calloused. You don't feel embarrassed to say that you are in love with a female bandit, and they still look down on you."

Guo Xiaojiu shook his head, and a smile couldn't help but hang a smile on his lips: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you say it a few more times. Anyway, you have to go to the imperial capital by yourself tomorrow, so as not to have no one chat with you on the way. Come on, it doesn't matter if you say it a few more times."

Having said that, Han Changli, who originally wanted to refute, trembled, his eyes retracted, and glared straight on Guo Xiaojiu's face.

With eyes facing each other, Han Changli's eyes turned slightly red.

"Hey hey hey!" Guo Xiaojiu was born one year younger than Han Changli, but he stood up and walked to Han Changli's side. A strong big hand slapped his shoulder.

"I shouldn't mention this matter at all!" He was not very comfortable, and could only hold his shoulder with his big hands so awkwardly.

"I know there is no banquet that will last forever." Han Changli sniffed, his face a little ugly and smiled. He turned around and looked at Guo Xiaojiu with some firmness: "When my palace examination is over, I will definitely go find you first and then marry the Li girl."

"No, I won't stay in Luoyang for a long time, I'll be a real person

A solid prodigal son in the world, maybe when you arrive in Luoyang, I will have gone somewhere else long ago..." Guo Xiaojiu couldn't help but give himself a mouth, and forced himself to hold back the words he said.

The situation last night is still vivid in my mind. Tonight, Guo Xiaojiu feels so similar to last night.

He took out a bottle of wine from his bag and swayed it gently twice.

"Gudong Gudong" Guo Xiaojiu raised his head and sipped his mouth twice. The mouth was slightly sweet, and then it turned from sweet to bitter, the throat became extremely spicy, and a warm feeling rose into the abdomen.

Master said that alcohol is like a person. You will only know how good he is when you reach the stomach.

In the past, Guo Xiaojiu didn’t drink alcohol until he landed on the shore. He walked all the way from Henan Road and drank a lot of good wine. He met this scholar who treated him well. He really understood that the taste of the wine was really good!

"Come on!" Guo Xiaojiu handed the wine bag to Han Changli, and reached out to wipe the wine stains at the corner of his mouth.

Han Changli had already taken back the book, held the wine bag in both hands, and into his stomach, tears couldn't help but flow, as if he had thought of the hardships along the way.

As the adopted son of the King of Jinan, Han Changli did not need to suffer this suffering, but he had to suffer this suffering, because it was the suffering that scholars had to suffer. Moreover, when they met him and her, he became his good brother and she would become his woman in the future.

Another sip, this sip of wine was a little sour, maybe it was the smell of tears.

When Han Changli entered his stomach again, his head was buzzing, and his eyes were already a little confused.

"Plop!"

Guo Xiaojiu smiled and squatted in front of Han Changli. At some point, he had already taken out another wine bag: "Better than last night, two tonight!"

The wine bag was still in Han Changli's hand and fell down bulgingly, but it never spilled out.

"You can take this wine bag and keep it on the way." Guo Xiaojiu reached out and covered the wine bag and patted Han Changli on the arm.

Turn around and stand up, raise your eyes and look into the distance.

"What a good wine, a good person!" Guo Xiaojiu raised his head, took a big mouthful, patted the scabbard and hummed the tune that his master often hummed.

But I always feel that the taste is not that, not strong enough! Maybe the master has experienced more things!

Looking back, Han Changli had completely fallen asleep. This scholar who was full of longing to enter the imperial capital and was probably not going to see him in the top three of the imperial capital after tonight! This is not a woman, and it is not good-looking among men, but Guo Xiaojiu looked at it so seriously.

"Brother Jun! Good brother!" Guo Xiaojiu raised the wine pot: "One to pay homage, I will take care of you in March!"

Just a little bit, I respected the journey of the past two months and twenty-two days, from meeting this elegant scholar on the shore to now, I have been walking together for less than three months.

"Er Jing, outside Jinan Prefecture, help me to be reborn!"

Another bite, but there was nothing in the past. But when Guo Xiaojiu landed, he was really down and out. In addition, Han Changli had never been so far away from home alone. When they arrived outside Jinan, they had long lost money. In the last few days, they had not even had a few bites of food.

"San Jing, I did not fulfill my brother's responsibilities and let you enter the thief's den and lose all your face."

Another time, that day, when we arrived at the end of Henan Road, we immediately set foot on Henan Prefecture, not far from Luoyang. Perhaps the last bandits of the two of us could see, they really saw those mountains.

The thief had no malice, so Guo Xiaojiu pulled Han Changli and ran away desperately, but he didn't expect that the guy had never seen such a situation, and his legs were so weak that he couldn't run.

The bandits tied Han Changli to the mountain. Seeing that the bandits had not followed, Guo Xiaojiu hurried back and secretly watched the movements of the bandits in the distance.

A few days later, Han Changli was driven out, looking so frustrating,...

"Si Jing, after today, you and me are all across the world. Although you are brothers, I don't know how many years later, you forgot me and I forgot you!"

After four mouths entered his stomach, Guo Xiaojiu secretly covered a few tears and spoke righteously, but he was still an older child of eighteen or nineteen years old, so he had so many colorful intestines.

This is the separation. Leaving the rumored immortal holy land Penglai, this is Guo Xiaojiu’s first time to be truly sad. Maybe this is Guo Xiaojiu’s first time to wipe his tears? Anyway, since I can remember, there are only two people on the island, he and his master, which is not a holy land of immortals. Even birds and insects are pitifully few, but standing on the highest peak and looking at the vast ocean, it is truly extremely beautiful.

This time, entering the Tang Dynasty was to enter the rivers and lakes. You might see the old friends instructed by the two masters, and then from the Central Plains to the south of the Yangtze River, from the south of the Yangtze River to the west of Shu...

In this world, some people make a name for themselves, some punish evil, some people eliminate evil, some people love to be romance, and some people like to be revenge. Guo Xiaojiu is very young, who is willing to be mediocre in the world?

He was not willing to do so. He really wanted to imagine the knights in the story told by his master. Even if they were unknown, no matter how the situation changed, he could always seek to be worthy of my heart, at least he had a chance to go through this world.

"No need to send it away!"

Guo Xiaojiu took back his wine bag and his thoughts were imprisoned with the fragrance. He added a few more firewood to ensure that the fire would not go out at night. But he didn't know that a few white spots had appeared in the east.

Turning around, he continued to hum the little tune that Master had hummed at that time, shook his head, and walked staggeringly towards the distance.

...

After a trace of sound was gone around, Han Changli's body finally twitched a few times and sat up suddenly.

The hand holding the wine bag was even whiter than when I was holding the book before, and it was pale.

"You give me four cups, how could I forget you?"

With a sigh, Han Changli opened his wine bag and raised his hands: "I only toast you a glass of wine, toast you away, I cannot keep you, you have the big things in your heart. In the future, my temple will be tide, I hope you can also ride the wind, like a great roc spreading its wings and entering the sky thousands of miles!"

That night, a scholar who reached the peak as soon as he entered the Tang Dynasty, and a young swordsman who could cause bloody storms in the world in the future, parted here.

He didn't believe that he couldn't get into the top three in the list because it was love! He didn't believe that there was nothing he couldn't do. Along the way, many things were achieved through his persistence to this day.

The next morning, Han Changli walked on the way to the imperial capital alone, carrying a bookcase.

Guo Xiaojiu, who had left earlier, was already lying in a rural carriage that was passing by. The carriage was full of straw. He lay on the haystack with great pleasure, holding a stick in his mouth, and squinted his eyes at the sun.

This is the straw that had dried up last fall, and there was a strange fragrance on the grass.
Chapter completed!