The woman took the book and went away gladly.

The following is the owner of the Shengyefang Tea Shop, he hopes that Gao Yue will help him write a letter for debt collection, Gao Yue dipped in ink and lifted the pen again, like turning to lie on his side, and wrote:

"XX B:

The tax is clear, there is persecution, there is no storage, there is no reserve, there is no preparation, and the sincerity of being busy cannot be described. If you owe something first, you don't agree, so you can urge you to consult and dispose of it in a lewd manner. He did not dare to disobey orders when he needed them.

Be careful. ”

The boss took the book, handed over two small pots of good tea cakes to Gao Yue to accept, and said that this is okay, this is good, in the afternoon I will go to ask for the five buckets of wheat that the other party owes me.

As a result, as soon as the boss walked out of the scripture writing workshop, he heard someone outside shouting to him, "Ask for debts, do you want us to ask for it, keep it for it, and take some commission fees." ”

Gao Yue listened to this voice and looked across the scripture copying platform, and sure enough, it was the group of evil teenagers under Guo Xiaofeng, who were pestering the owner of the tea shop to help him collect debts!

"Don't dare to bother, it's all a small exchange between friends, just a matter of a few buckets of wheat." The boss hurriedly explained with a smile.

Then the group of evil young men bare-chested and bare-chested, with the smell of alcohol, drunkenly broke into the scripture writing workshop, and took the lead in shouting, "I heard that there is a free book writer here, hurry up and write a book for our little Feng brother to propose relatives, oh!" Then came the deafening hiccups.

"Sanniang, you go and deal with it. I've got my own way. Gao Yue crouched under the scripture copying case and said to Ran Sanniang.

After Ran Sanniang finished maneuvering and the group of evil teenagers left, Gao Yue knew that Guo Tuo had been promoted to Wannian County as a soldier Cao Wei because of the "hard work" of capturing and killing Yuan Zai's youngest son Yuan Jineng, and Guo Xiaofeng also made money and was about to go to Shuo Fangjun to be the Marquis of Yu, after all, his father and the King of Fenyang had such an inexplicable kinship.

So Guo Xiaofeng felt that he had a successful career, but he had not yet started a family, so he came here to write a letter of letters, saying that he was proposing marriage, but in fact he wanted to force Song Zhuzhu of Pingkangfang to marry him, and justifiably take away her original yuan.

"In this way, this origin seems to be ......" Gao Yue touched his chin and suddenly realized, but he quickly woke up to himself, and even said no, no, no, Song Zhuzhu and that Cai Fonu are in love, and they can't let Guo Xiaofeng, the dog thief, succeed.

Ran Sanniang deceived the group of evil teenagers before, saying that the proposal for the book ceremony must choose an auspicious day, please come back in seven days.

Gao Yue thought, I must help Cai Fonu in these seven days, but what idea?

While he was thinking about it, a crisp and pleasant voice suddenly came from the side, "Gao Langjun." ”

Gao Yue looked up suddenly, and it was actually Zhihui dressed as a man, looking like a little girl, standing in front of him, looking very anxious and hurried.

"What's wrong?"

"Please talk to Lang Jun in the backyard."

Under the big elm tree in the backyard of the scripture writing workshop, Zhi Hui approached Gao Yue and said in a low voice, "The refiner of the Red Peony Pavilion has urgent words to hand to Lang Jun - now Lang Jun immediately leaves this Shengye Fang, hurries to the Xiaohai Pond, goes to the cabinet to take out the money, the more the better, and hires a good horse and an eaves, and then goes to the Daozheng Fang in Wannian County to pick up someone, and then goes straight to the Baqiao Station thirty miles northeast of Wannian County, where you find someone named Lu Hua, he is the head of the Baqiao Station, and then he will help Lang Jun arrange everything!" ”

After speaking, before the second monk Gao Yue touched his head, Zhi Hui took out a scroll from the thin bamboo book he carried, and added to Gao Yue, "This scroll painting Langjun is the most important letter to take with him, Wanwang keeps it, and when you go to Baqiaoyi, you will know everything, and the little maid will follow you to the Daozheng Fang, and you can only see Lang Jun's after leaving the city." However, the refiner confessed, Lang Jun's glory and wealth, and a whip of the horse, it depends on this day! ”

Gao Yue was confused, took the scroll and loaded it, picked up the book, and then ran out with Zhi Hui.

Wu Cailuan went to Shengye Temple to copy Buddhist scriptures, and probably didn't come back until night.

They first hurried to Xiaohaichi in the West Market, took out 200 yuan, put it in a box, put it in a hired cart, and hired a red horse, and then turned back to the east, and ran to the door of the Daozheng Square out of breath.

At this time, it was already dusk, "Lang Jun is here for a while." After saying that, Zhihui was wearing the clothes of a young girl, but ran to the mansion in the square with a standard girlish attitude.

Gao Yue stood by the carriage outside the wall, waiting anxiously to the sound of the dusk drums, he still didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Xue Yaoying's gourd.

There was a commotion for a while, but when I saw a group of servants supporting the noble lady with her name covered with a veil, she hurriedly walked out, and Zhihui quietly followed behind.

"Yang Lang, where is Yang Lang now?" As soon as the noble lady saw that it was Gao Yue standing by the carriage, she hurriedly asked her husband about his whereabouts.

"The degrading edict will come down today, and after the master receives it, he is forced to go to the Duting Station on the road, and then to Baqiao, fortunately, the local post chief reported that the lack of horses could not make the trip, delaying the time, otherwise there would be no chance to inform the master mother of you." An elderly servant explained to the noble lady with tears in his eyes.

"No, Yang Lang left in such a hurry, and he didn't have any belongings at home!" The noble lady burst into tears again.

"You're going to get in the car, huh?" Gao Yue was also full of anxiety, thinking, "Is it possible to pack up the fine soft jewelry?" ”

"Madame, it's too late, everything is presided over by this Gao Langjun, please get in the car quickly." Zhi Hui stepped forward to persuade, "Mrs. can't take away the family's belongings at all, and the people from Jingzhao Mansion may come to check it soon, and Mrs. will not be able to accompany her at that time." ”

The lady suddenly realized at this time, so she walked to the front of the car, said a blessing to Gao Yue, and then got into the car and took down the drape.

Gao Yue turned over and got on his horse with the help of all the slaves, and then the old slave led him, a horse and a cart, and left Wannian County without looking back.

It was already dark when he went out of the city, and only two servants followed, the older one leading the horse and carrying the torches, and the other accompanying the noble lady's rolling wheels, and Gao Yue was on the back of a bumpy horse, and through the flickering light of the fire, he could only see the dark woods and fields on both sides of the avenue.

The lady asked, "Yang Lang has been degraded so urgently, do you know where to go?" ”

"It is said to be going to Daozhou!" The old servant, who was running in front of the horse, replied.

With a bang, Gao Yue turned around, and it was about the noble lady who heard the bad news and fainted directly.

Daozhou, not far from Yongzhou, where the great writer Liu Zongyuan was demoted in later generations, was a remote and reckless and rampant territory in the eyes of the Tang people at that time, and it was specially placed for the degraded officials.

About two hours later, in the middle of the night, they stumbled and arrived at Baqiaoyi.

Baqiao Station is the premier post outside Chang'an, the western capital, so it is equivalent to forming a lively village and town around its post station, and it does not need to be affected by the curfew in Chang'an City, and the candles around the post station are still like stars.

In front of the post station, Gao Yue had just stepped on the stirrup and got off the horse, when a clerk stepped forward to salute him and introduced himself as Lu Hua, the post chief here.

"That, I brought both people and money."

Lu Hua approached Gao Yue with his hand and whispered, "Whether it's a person or a money, please ask Lang Jun to enter the post and personally deliver it to that person." ”