Li Tai was not patient with fishing, and the fat man fell asleep under the shadow of the tree in less than half an hour.

There was also a snoring sound, Li Zheng looked up at the sky, "Mr. Hengqu borrowed your words to use them, I hope you don't care."

As the sun sets, Xu Hui walked and said, "Mr. Concubine, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the Princess of Jingyang said she wanted to eat mooncakes."

I just remembered that today is Mid-Autumn Festival, and Li Zheng woke up Li Tai who was sleeping under the tree.

Li Tai woke up and wiped his saliva and said, "What's wrong?"

"Go home and make mooncakes."

"good!"

When night falls, the village celebrates the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The Mid-Autumn Festival has been around since ancient times.

People seem to have become accustomed to this festival, as if they are carved into their bones, and they will celebrate whenever they are on holidays.

Little Shizi sat obediently benevolently beside Li Lizhi and was eating mooncakes.

Li Ji was telling the story of the war in Cheng Chumo.

Li Tai, Li Yi Mansion and Xu Jingzong are playing cards.

Li Zheng sat alone on the lounge chair, looking at the bright moon in the night sky.

He went all the way to the southeast along the Luoshui River in Chang'an.

Luoyang

Duan Lun is attending this gathering of five families.

This Mid-Autumn Festival garden tour is in a manor outside Luoyang City.

Watching all kinds of people walking around and talking to each other.

Duan Lun drank wine and observed these people.

One of the women is most notable.

She was arguing with some elders.

It can be roughly heard clearly that what she meant was that the five surnames themselves wanted to change, rather than thinking about dealing with Li Zheng.

I have to say that this is the first time I have heard that a person from the five surnames has such a saying.

Seeing several elders scolding her and then walking away, Duan Lun walked up and smiled and said, "What do you call this girl?"

She glanced at Duan Lun and said, "Who are you?"

Duan Lun introduced himself: "In the Duan family in western Liaoning, Duan Lun."

She smiled disdainfully and said, "I heard that you are the Duan Lun who went to help the Turks, but instead caused the Turks to perish and almost killed them by Li Shimin."

Duan Lun nodded anxiously, but he didn't expect this woman to be so strong.

She glanced at Duan Lun for a little longer and left.

It was indeed a bit uncomfortable to be underestimated by a woman. Duan Lun found someone and asked, "Who was that woman just now?"

The scholar drinking wine said, "Don't mess with a woman from the Li family in Zhaojun."

Duan Lun nodded slightly.

The garden party is very simple. Most of them know each other with five surnames, and some of them are here to get along with each other. For many people, being able to make friends with children of the five surnames, may change their career in this life.

In an attic, some children of aristocratic families gathered together to argue. Each family had more than a dozen children from direct descendants gathered there. Everyone's expressions were contemptuous. A small hall determines the fate of the aristocratic family, and they were a group of ignorant people who thought they were not aware of the changes in the world outside.

It was a long distance away and I didn't know what they said in the attic.

Duan Lun disdained these people's actions.

I took out a letter prepared in advance and came to a backyard of the garden.

There were very few people here, and a guard blocked the way.

“What are you doing?”

Hearing the other party’s cross-examination, Duan Lun explained: “At the next Duan Lun, come to see Mr. Cui, Mr. Cui has introduced him.”

"Duan Lun, right? Let him come in."

The sound of speech came from the yard, and the guards let it go.

Duan Lun walked into the backyard step by step and saw Cui Lin sitting on a recliner, who is also the head of the Cui family today. This Mid-Autumn Festival garden party was also hosted by the Cui family.

Cui Lin's son Cui Fu stood aside.

Cui Lin stared at Duan Lun, "I heard from my husband's son that you have friendship with Yan Qinli."

Duan Lun bowed and said, "It's just acknowledge."

He glanced at his old face under the candlelight. The head of the Cui family, who was the five surnames and seven hopes that Cui Lin became in Chang'an, remembered that Cui Lin was still middle-aged at that time. He heard that Cui Lin's health was getting worse during a serious illness, until after Li Zheng married Princess Changle.

Cui Lin couldn't afford to get sick.

Cui Lin now looks very old and thin, with her hair and beard all white, as if she was drained by illness.

After handing over the letter, Duan Lun said respectfully: "This time I am here to say goodbye to Mr. Cui."

Cui Fu said in confusion: "Say your goodbye? How many days will you stay?"

Cui Lin glanced at the content of the letter and stared at Duan Lun, "You want to cut off contact with our Cui family?"

Duan Lun stood up straight and said, "The old man didn't look carefully. I mean to cut off contact with everyone in the five surnames."

When Cui Fu heard this, he hurriedly took the letter and glanced at Duan Lun, "What do you mean?"

Duan Lun whispered: "I also want to do something by myself. I thank Brother Cui and the Cui family for their care these days. But what I want to do must be broken from the five surnames."

Cui Fu stepped forward and said, "Do you want to defect to Li Zheng?"

Duan Lun shook his head, "No, I don't want to defect to Li Zheng."

"Then why are you?"

Duan Lun whispered: "When a boat left the bank, everyone realized that it was about to sink. Whenever the person who was getting off the boat was definitely the easiest to swim to the shore and to survive. To put it more clearly, I think that the aristocratic family is about to die."

Cui Lin's eyes kept staring at Duan Lun.

Cui Fu said loudly: "Duan Lun, we treat you very well."

Duan Lun smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Cui, don't pretend. Everyone understands that you are approaching me just to write about Lang Yan Qinli."

"You!" Cui Fu gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think I have never seen someone like you? Do you think we will beg you to keep you?"

Duan Lun still smiled and said, "That's all, Brother Cui, Mr. Cui wants to take care of himself."

After saying that, Duan Lun turned around and left, not wanting to see the expressions of Cui Fu and the head of the Cui family behind him.

After leaving the yard, Duan Lun had no intention of going to the garden party again and left here.

Walking on the bustling streets of Luoyang.

There is no curfew here, nor is there Li Shimin and Li Zheng here.

Duan Lun came to a restaurant and took a seat to the guest room to ask for a pen and ink.

The matter written about what to give to Li Zheng, the relationship between himself and Li Zheng is just mutual use.

What he did to Li Zheng was enough. The letter wrote down Luoyang officials related to the five surnames. The names of these officials were the last time he had done things to Li Zheng.

Maybe I can live through tonight, and I don’t know what will happen in the future.

Duan Lun knew in his heart that following the five surnames could indeed give him a moment of peace.

But if you want to gain a foothold, you still have to rely on yourself.

Tubo was very cold during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Wang Xuance and Li Ke sat by the bonfire to keep warm.
Chapter completed!