My name is Chang An, your name is Gu Li

After coming out of Chang Wenmeng's courtyard, Gao Shi's face was filled with joy. He immediately bowed to Chang An and said, "Thank you, Brother Chang, for the introduction."

"No need to be so polite," Chang An reached out and pressed down Gao Shi's raised hand, saying, "I saw you act bravely today and I feel that you must be a talented person. Such people should not be buried."

"To be honest, Brother Chang, I was able to get the recommendation with your help, but I am only sixteen years old and have little talent and knowledge, so I may not be able to pass the exam in one go." Gao Shi said, "However, I will definitely remember Brother Chang's kindness today."

Previously, I only knew from textbooks that Gao Shi practiced martial arts and studied extremely hard when he was young, but I never thought that Gao Shi actually admitted that he was not talented enough.

"Mr. Gao, there is no need to worry about your talent and learning." Gu Li interjected at this time, causing Chang An and Gao Shi to turn their attention to her.

"My Chang Lang's talent is recognized by the whole Chang'an City. People often compare him with Li Bai. During the Double Ninth Festival, he surpassed all the students with his poem "Climbing the Mountain". "Gu Li said, "If Mr. Gao is free in the future, he can come to my house to discuss something with my Chang Lang."

Gao Shi looked at Chang An in surprise when he heard this, and said with a little surprise: "I have heard of Deng Gao, but I never thought that Brother Chang was the author. I am sorry for the disrespect."

"Hehe..." Chang An scratched his head embarrassedly. He himself didn't know that this poem "Climbing a High Mountain" could have such a great appeal.

"Uh...Brother Gao, since you are here at my house, it would be a disrespect to me as your host if you don't sit in my yard." Chang An quickly changed the subject.

"Thank you, Brother Chang."

After bringing Gao Shi to the courtyard, Gu Li called Huaiqin and Zhener and said, "Huaiqin, go make some tea, and Zhener, go get some of the sugar that was just produced yesterday. A guest is coming."

Huaiqin and Zhen'er left in response, while Gu Li followed Chang'an and Gao Shi to the pavilion.

"I wonder how long Brother Gao has been in Chang'an City?" As soon as Gu Li entered the pavilion, he heard Chang An asking Gao Shi.

"Not long ago, I just arrived half a month ago." Gao Shi replied, "After arriving in Chang'an, I thought about submitting the papers. Today is the winter solstice, and I thought about the officials taking a break, so I wanted to walk around more."

"Oh..." Chang An nodded, "I wonder how talented Brother Gao is now. The future spring examination will not only look at the circulation of the paper, but also require you to look good on the paper."

"Otherwise, even if I recommend you today, you may not win."

"Thank you, Brother Chang, for your reminder," Gao Shi said, "Gao Shi will definitely continue to study hard when he returns home today."

Chang An nodded. At this time, Huaiqin and Zhen'er also came into the pavilion with tea and candy and placed them in front of the three people.

"Mr. Gao, please try this. This is the candy made by my Chang Lang himself." Gu Li also said at this time.

Gao Shi was not shy about this. He gently picked up a piece of candy and put it in his mouth. He chewed it and praised it, saying, "This dessert tastes really good."

At this time, Chang An spoke up: "I heard that the Gao family's spear skills are sharp and suitable for killing enemies. It just so happens that I have also practiced some sword skills. Although I am not as good as Mr. Pei, I still hope to compete with Brother Gao."

"Okay!" Gao Shi nodded, "Let me get my gun."

After saying this, Gao Shi left his seat and went to the stable under the guidance of Huaiqin. When he came back, Chang An was already waiting in an open space in the courtyard. Seeing him coming back, Chang An drew his sword, and there was a sound of sword chimes.

Although Chang An has not practiced kung fu since he traveled through time, but relying on the physical memory of the original owner, it should be no problem.

Gao Shi took off the cloth covering the tip of the spear and said, "Brother Chang, I'm on it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the spear head shot out, the cold light approaching Chang An's face. Chang An casually threw the scabbard aside, raised the sword to block Gao Shi's stab, then turned his wrist, dodged Gao Shi's spear, and stabbed directly at his throat. Gao Shi leaned back slightly to avoid Chang An's sword, raised the gun to deflect the sword, and turned around to sweep.

The two fought back and forth, and neither of them got the upper hand at the beginning. Gu Li, who was sitting in the pavilion, was a little nervous. She didn't care whether Chang An won or lost, but was worried that the two would hurt Chang An in such a fight.

Chang An was provoking and provoking, his sword was sharp and fierce; while Gao Shi's spear was like a dragon, with a bit of cold light directly approaching Chang An's flaw. After a fight like this, the situation between the two was even. After several rounds of continuous fighting, the sharpness of the two finally stopped at the tip of each other's throat - obviously, the two were tied.

Seeing that the two men stopped, Gu Li's hands, which were tightly grasping the hem of her skirt, relaxed a little.

After putting away their weapons, the two men raised their hands to salute again. They looked at each other, and then laughed heartily together.

"Brother Chang is a man of extraordinary talent. I didn't expect that his swordsmanship is so exquisite. I admire him." Gao Shi said while holding a gun.

"The Gao family spear is indeed worthy of its reputation. It really opened my eyes." Chang An replied, holding his sword upside down with the tip pointing to the ground.

The two men reached out their hands at the same time and led him to the pavilion. After returning to the pavilion and sitting down, Chang An put away his sword and said, "I feel I did the right thing by introducing Brother Gao today."

"Brother Gao, with such martial arts skills, will surely shine in the future."

"Brother Chang, thank you for your praise." Gao Shi took a sip of tea and said, "I wonder if Brother Chang will participate in the Spring Examination next year?"

"I don't dare to participate rashly because I haven't finished my studies yet." Chang An said modestly, "The whole Chang'an City is talking about my talent. If I participate in the Spring Examination before I finish my studies, it would be good if I pass. If I fail, wouldn't I let down all the people in Chang'an City?"

Gao Shi nodded to show his understanding. He drank a sip of tea, looked up at the sky outside, stood up, clasped his hands and said, "It's getting late. Today we have to submit papers and compete in martial arts. I have disturbed Brother Chang for quite a while."

"Gao Shi will go back first. Goodbye."

Chang An nodded, and without staying any longer, he said, "Brother Gao, please take care. If you have time, you can come to my house to discuss academic matters with me."

"Thank you, Brother Chang. Goodbye."

After Gao Shi finished speaking, he bowed to Gu Li again and left.

After Gao Shi left, Gu Li quickly took Chang An's hand, lifted his sleeves, and parted his hair. Finally, she patted him all over and carefully checked him from head to toe. After finally confirming that Chang An was fine, she patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Chang An looked at Gu Li's series of moves. Not only was his clothes in disarray, but he also felt a little embarrassed. He asked, "What's wrong? Did you make your Chang Lang so embarrassed?"

"Are you tired of living?" But Gu Li's answer was obviously angry, and he didn't even mention Chang Lang. Seeing this, Huaiqin and Zhen'er exchanged glances, informed Chang An and Gu Li, and walked out of the courtyard together.

Chang An was dumbfounded. It was the first time he saw Gu Li angry. Although he didn't know what was going on, he still put on a flattering smile, walked around behind Gu Li, pinched her shoulders, and asked flatteringly: "What's wrong? Why are you angry? Did Chang Lang do something wrong to make Gu Niang angry?"

Gu Li raised her eyebrows slightly, and facing Chang An's flattering smile, she chose to turn her head away, as if she was having a little temper, which frightened Chang An so much that he pinched her shoulders even harder.

"My dear Gu Niang, don't be angry. Anger will make you wrinkled and ugly," Chang An continued to flatter, "My Gu Niang cannot have wrinkles. My Gu Niang wants to be the most beautiful lady in Chang'an City."

"Then why don't you fight with that Mr. Gao?" Gu Li said, "It's not that I don't want Chang Lang to make friends through martial arts, but Chang Lang should also change to a wooden stick and wooden sword."

"It's a real fight. If anyone makes a mistake, at best they'll get hurt, and at worst they'll lose their life!"

Chang An realized at this time that Gu Li was worried that he would get hurt. He rolled his eyes, kissed Gu Li on the face, and said apologetically: "Okay, it's Chang Lang's fault. He shouldn't have done such a dangerous thing and made my mother Gu worry."

"You're just a chatterbox." Gu Li's eyebrows lowered a little, but he still said with some emotion: "Chang Lang is always good at tricking ladies. I wonder if he has said these words to the women in Pingkangfang."

Chang An was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself: Good fellow, I still didn't understand my wife thoroughly in the past month, and I didn't realize that my own Gu Niang's ability to sarcastically prove her is also quite good. It's true that women's hearts are like needles in the sea. Chang An, ah Chang An, the revolutionary task is arduous and long...

"No, how could that be." Chang An continued to coax her, "I would never coax other ladies. I only have you, Gu Niang, in my heart, right?"

"That means Chang Lang is deceiving me, Gu Niang?"

Chang An was dumbfounded again and couldn't help swallowing: Good guy, he's waiting for me here.

"No, no," Chang An quickly sat down next to Gu Li, holding her hands, and said sincerely, "Mother Gu, you know me well. I would never lie to anyone."

"Chang Lang is just trying to trick me now!" Gu Li started to lose his temper and pulled his hand out of Chang An's palm. "Chang Lang is starting to trick Gu Niang. I don't want Chang Lang anymore."

Chang Lang stared blankly at Gu Li who had turned his whole body around, showing no intention of turning around. So, Chang An gritted his teeth, slammed the table, stood up, squeezed out a trace of sadness, and said:

"Since Gu Niang doesn't want Chang Lang anymore, it would be a bit despicable to keep him here any longer." Chang An said, and secretly glanced at Gu Li who had her back to him, and found that she moved slightly. "In that case, I will write a poem called Chai Tou Feng, and in the future, when Gu Niang sees the words, it will be like meeting her in person..."

"Red and tender hands, yellow wine, the whole city is full of spring colors and willows on the palace walls. The east wind is evil, and the joy is thin. A heart full of sorrow, and years of separation. Wrong, wrong, wrong. Spring is the same as before, but people are thinner, and the red tear marks are visible through the silk. The peach blossoms fall, and the pool pavilion is empty. Although the mountain oath is still there, it is difficult to entrust a letter. No, no, no." After reading it, Chang An deliberately sighed.

When thinking of Lu You's "Phoenix with a Hairpin", Chang An said silently in his heart: Mr. Lu, I am borrowing "Phoenix with a Hairpin" for a while, but it will definitely not be circulated in the future.

After the song "The Phoenix with Hairpin" ended, Gu Li turned around. It wasn't like she didn't really understand poetry. She had asked about it before just because she was afraid that Chang An would be bored. If she couldn't understand the meaning of this song "The Phoenix with Hairpin", then she would be lying.

Chang An lowered his eyes slightly to look at Gu Li, and his heart suddenly tightened when he saw it - Gu Li's eyes were covered with a thick layer of mist, and the tears were about to burst out. Chang An sat down quickly, pulled Gu Li onto his lap, and hugged him tightly.

"Good Gu Niang, dear Gu Niang, why are you crying?" Chang An wiped the tears of the person in his arms with heartache, "Don't cry, don't cry."

"Chang Lang... Chang Lang doesn't want me anymore..." Gu Li said with a sob, "Chang Lang is thinking about Chai Tou Feng... Chang Lang doesn't want... Chang Lang doesn't want Gu Niang anymore..."

"Chang Lang only had the Chai Tou Feng for fun, how could he not want my precious Gu Niang?" Chang An was frantically wiping the big beans on Gu Li's face, but he had gone too far. The big beans on his own Gu Niang kept flowing down like they were free of charge, and Chang An could not wipe them all off.

"Chang Lang... Chang Lang doesn't want me anymore..." Gu Li just kept repeating this sentence, which made Chang An feel distressed.

"You have to take care of your mother, you have to take care of your mother, Chang Lang has to take care of his mother."

"I won't do this again. I have to take care of my mother. I won't give up on her. I'll help you teach Chang Lang a lesson..."

Chang An continued to coax him, and even pulled Gu Li's little hand and patted his body and face.

Gu Li's little hand was held by Chang An's big hand, patting himself, and hurriedly pulled his little hand out of Chang An's palm, sniffed, and finally stopped crying. But he still asked in a hoarse voice: "Really? Chang Lang really won't abandon me?"

"Really? Of course it's true." Chang An reached out his hand to wipe away the tears still on Gu Li's face. "I also know that Gu Niang was angry just now and said those angry words. Besides, if Gu Niang really doesn't want Chang Lang anymore in the future, I will shamelessly follow Gu Niang."

"Then I want Chang Lang too. I won't give up Chang Lang." Gu Li sniffed again, his nose slightly red, and he looked very adorable.

"But Chang Lang..."

"In the future...in the future, can you please not have Chai Tou Feng..." Gu Li lay in Chang An's arms, looking at Chang An aggrievedly, "I...I will believe it..."

"Okay, okay, there will be no more Chai Tou Feng in the future." Chang An said, stroking Gu Li's messy temples that were caused by crying.

"Hmm..." Gu Li shrank into Chang An's arms again, fearing that Chang An would throw her out.

"I want Chang Lang, not Chai Tou Feng."