A few days passed quickly. The Zhongyuan Festival, the 16th year of Qingzhi, was about to come, and the streets and alleys of Chang'an began to become lively again. The Zhongyuan Festival is the Mid-Second Ghost Festival in later generations. It is the day to worship ancestors in the middle of the year. This was a big festival in the Tang Dynasty, and every household had to prepare sacrifices for sacrifices.

At noon that day, Zhang Huan returned from the Daming Palace patrol. As soon as he was about to enter the gate of Dong Neiyuan, he heard someone calling him behind him, "Get sick!"

Zhang Huan stopped the horse and looked back. He saw a low-quality official wearing a light green court uniform running from a distance. When he was approaching, Zhang Huan suddenly laughed "ha!" and jumped off the horse and greeted him. The person who came was his former close friend Song Lianyu.

Both of them punched each other at the same time, and they both burst into laughter.

Zhang Huan looked him up and down, couldn't help but smile and said, "You boy changed your appearance when you put on your official uniform. You almost couldn't recognize him. Tell me quickly, what official do you have?"

"Aren't you the same? You're still a fourth-grade uncle."

Song Lianyu said sourly: "I am now a Jinshi, a senior official in Guanglu Temple. I am a senior eighth-rank official, and I will give you 100,800 miles away!"

"Zhenshy signing order?" Zhang Huan smiled slightly and said, "I don't feel like it, but I think you have become a jealous shop order!"

Seeing that he was about to release the court, Zhang Huan's throat was itchy, so he grabbed Song Lianyu and smiled, "I'll invite you to drink, and I'll tell me about everyone's situation."

Song Lianyu looked embarrassed, but she couldn't stand his drag, so she had to go with him.

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The two of them rode their horses and walked slowly towards Danfeng Gate. Song Lianyu thought of the changes in the past six months, and he couldn't help but sigh: "A few months ago, we were full of energy and came to Chang'an for our lofty ambitions. But in just half a year, each of us split up. Although you lost the opportunity to take the imperial examination, you made great achievements and achieved success in one step. And I passed the Tanhualang exam and the Ministry of Personnel was also the third place, but I could only start from the bottom and get promoted year by year. However, I am much lucky than Fatty Zheng and Lin Zhiyu failed the exam and returned home."

"Where is Zhao Yan? Where has he been?" Zhang Huan asked again after a moment of silence.

"he!"

Song Lianyu smiled bitterly and said, "It's really funny to say that his father is just a minor official and has no favors in the capital. The Ministry of Personnel's selection trial was only passed. He was originally placed in a small county in Lingnan as the chief clerk, but his sister-in-law had somehow made friends with the Minister of Justice. The Minister of Chu greeted the Ministry of Personnel, and Zhao Yan shook his body and became the chief clerk of Jiangdu County."

Sister-in-law? Zhang Huan thought about it again. It was Pingping. He knew in his heart that Chu Xingshui might have been looking at him. He smiled and asked again, "Where is Pingping! Has she returned to Shu County as well?"

"No! Her mother wants her to get married, but I heard that she has fled to Jiangdu."

Speaking of this, Song Lianyu hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Get rid of the disease, I'm already married."

"Is that true?" Zhang Huan was very surprised. He patted Song Lianyu on the shoulder and smiled, "Then congratulations, I will make up for you in return!"

"Forget it, He Yi!" Song Lianyu was not too happy, and seemed a little depressed.

Zhang Huan glanced at him, feeling a little surprised. At this time, the two of them had already walked out of the Daming Palace and came to Guangzhaifang diagonally opposite Danfeng Gate. There were many restaurants at the entrance of the yard, all of which were doing official business.

Generally speaking, the business of restaurants near the government is not very good, but the Tang Dynasty is an exception. Those who drink and eat are all their own pockets, and the court does not care much about it. Even if there are loopholes, the money for alcohol and drinks can be included in the official expenses, the ministers generally do not want to do it. If they are caught by political enemies, they will be impeached and lost to the official position, which is not worth the loss.

However, the Tang Dynasty had been in chaos for a long time, and the imperial court advocated that all officials were frugal, so these restaurants were too luxuriously arranged and there was no business. Therefore, the restaurants worked hard to make a fuss about elegance, or digging a bright moon pool in front of the building and building a three-step small bridge; or planting a few clusters of green bamboos behind the house, and asking famous scholars to play clear sounds under the bamboo.

Zhang Huan and Song Lianyu came to a restaurant called Shuxiang Family. This restaurant is located in the corner. There is still a mile of land when you walk in through the yard gate. The location is also remote, so the officials are too lazy to run far away. As the noon approaches, other restaurants are full of customers, but the restaurant only has five or six minor officials sitting in the lobby to eat noodles, and the business seems very cold.

Seeing that Zhang Huan and the others had the intention of entering the store, the shopkeeper who had been aware of it for a long time seemed to have burned his tail and rushed out like a whirlwind, and welcomed the two into the store with a very enthusiastic and humble attitude.

Zhang Huan walked in and glanced around and said with a smile: "Shopkeeper, why is the business today even worse than yesterday?"

"The market entrance is not good, how can there be business?" The shopkeeper sighed and hurriedly invited the two of them upstairs.

"I like the tranquility here!"

Zhang Huan found a elegant room next to the roadside. He smiled, then turned around and said to several personal soldiers: "You go and order the food yourself, and I will settle the account later."

The two sat down, and the waiter served them first. Zhang Huan picked up the wine glass and drank a sip and said, "Tell me, let me see! Whose daughter did Tanhualang marry?"

When talking about his marriage, a trace of gloom flashed in Song Lianyu's eyes. He sighed softly and said, "That night of the Qujiang Banquet, Changsun Nanfang, the minister of Guanglu Temple, found me and said that his daughter fell in love with me and was willing to recruit me as her son-in-law. At that time, I thought Changsun was also a big family, and it was good to have it as a backing, so I agreed. After getting married, I realized that Changsun Nanfang had more than a dozen daughters, all of whom had son-in-laws, but I was the one with the least background."

"What does it have to do with you if you have too many father-in-law and son-in-law?"

Seeing that he looked bleak, Zhang Huan smiled and patted him on the shoulder and advised: "A man's real man relies on his own to fight. As long as the couple is loving, he will care what her parents do!"

"But, but..." Song Lianyu said two times, but could not continue to say anything. He sighed and drank the wine in the glass, and couldn't help but burst into tears. "A mistake in thought will make eternal hatred, hatred!"

After sighing, he carried the wine pot one by one and drink, and never spoke again.

Marriage is like wearing shoes, and only the one wearing shoes knows the size and width of the shoes themselves. Seeing that he was so painful, Zhang Huan didn't know what kind of woman he met, and he felt curious. However, this was a private matter between the couple, so he couldn't ask too much.

The two of them drank a few more glasses of wine. Song Lianyu suddenly remembered something and smiled bitterly: "Go to the disease and now it is famous in the Tang Dynasty. My father-in-law learned about our relationship from somewhere, so he asked me to invite you to a family dinner tonight."

Zhang Huan picked up the wine glass and smiled, "Does your father-in-law and a daughter who has not married?"

"Yes! And this time he took out his legitimate daughter."

Zhang Huan drank the wine in his hand, glanced at him and smiled, "You kid got on the pirate ship, why do you want to pull me up again?"

Song Lianyu quickly waved his hand and said, "I'm just passing on a message, whether to go or not."

Even though he said that, Song Lianyu couldn't help but talk, "Actually, Changsun Yiyi is OK, you might as well go and take a look."

"Let's talk about this later!"

The two of them drank more than a dozen more cups. Song Lianyu drank to drown her sorrows and finally fell drunk on the table.

"How come it's so bad that it's because of the alcohol tolerance." Zhang Huan pushed him with a smile. Song Lianyu only muttered a few words in a vague way, but did not wake up.

Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, Zhang Huan couldn't push him, so he had to smile helplessly and lift him up.

‘Ba!’ Song Lianyu’s body fell from her body, and it was about the size of a palm. It was cut into small pieces and sewed in small pieces. Zhang Huan picked it up and saw that it was covered with dense small characters, with sloppy handwriting.

Without turning on it, just looking at the first page, Zhang Huan couldn't help but shake his head, which read: "My wife is here, I have committed ten major crimes yesterday, and I regret it as follows: 1. I didn't go home at noon, and the crime is unforgivable.

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’ Finally, another line of annotations was added, ‘I am afraid that my tone would not be passed, so I have to rewritten it.’

"What kind of wife did you marry? Why did you even go back at noon?"

After thinking for a long time, Zhang Huan was puzzled. After drinking a few more glasses of wine, he pushed the table and stood up, "Waiter, check out!"

After shouting twice, there was no movement. Zhang Huan quickly walked to the stairs. He leaned his head to shout again. He saw a few more people walking into the lobby, and the waiter was greeting them respectfully.

"Cui Xiong!"

Zhang Huan was suddenly surprised to find that the person walking in front was Cui Xiong who took his contributions at the beginning of the year, while the person next to him was Zhu Li, the rank-in-armor of the Longwu Army.

Seeing that they were about to walk upstairs, Zhang Huan quickly walked back to the room and locked the door back.

"Why did you take me here to drink? It's deserted and has no women, so unhappy, why don't you go to Pingkangfang?"

"Dalang should be careful. The head of the family has paid great attention to you these days. The location is remote and not easy to be caught by others. I will invite you to Pingkangfang tonight."
Chapter completed!