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Chapter 452 Temporary Departure
Next to Baoguo Temple, in a restaurant specializing in vegetarian dishes, Lan Fenghuang and Qu Feiyan were sitting in a private room.

Lan Fenghuang didn't care about the vegetarian dishes on the table. Instead, she looked at the grown-up Qu Feiyan and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that the little girl who followed the Saint Lady back then has grown into a beautiful lady now."

"Thank you, Master Lan, for your help just now. I'll offer you a glass of tea instead of wine." Qu Feiyan smiled and raised the teacup to toast Lan Fenghuang.

"You haven't told me yet what you are doing in Baoguo Temple!" Lan Fenghuang asked after taking a sip of tea.

Qu Feiyan did not hide anything and told Lan Fenghuang directly: "On the fifth, fifteenth and twenty-fifth day of every lunar month, there is a book fair in Baoguo Temple, where booksellers and collectors from all over the country gather. My son has a lot of official duties and it is difficult for him to get away, so I often come here on his behalf to explore and occasionally find some rare books."

"I see," Lan Fenghuang nodded, and then continued, "I often hear people say that birds of a feather flock together. Ever since Feiyan followed Mr. Ou, she even speaks in a flowery way, which is not pleasant."

Qu Feiyan was stunned. She really didn't realize there was anything different about the way she spoke.

Lan Fenghuang then asked, "Master Ou let you come alone? Isn't he afraid that you might meet someone with bad intentions, such a delicate girl?"

"Master Lan, there's no need to worry about this." Qu Feiyan smiled and looked to one side of the box.

Lan Fenghuang was slightly stunned and looked back, only then she noticed that there was another person in the room.

She was wearing an inconspicuous grey robe and sitting in the shadows. If one did not look carefully, it would be easy to overlook her.

"Who is this?" Lan Fenghuang narrowed her eyes and became alert unconsciously.

"Sister Tuotuo," Qu Feiyan introduced with a smile, "Sister Qingqing asked her to go out with me."

Lan Fenghuang immediately thought of the tall and beautiful Mrs. Ou, who was known as the best female warrior in the entire martial arts world.

Suddenly realizing something, Lan Fenghuang suddenly turned around to look at Qu Feiyan and asked cheerfully, "Feiyan, how far have you and Master Ou progressed? I heard that Yue Lingshan from the Huashan Sect got to know him later than you, and now she has become an initiate!"

When these words were spoken, Tuotuo couldn't help but prick up his ears.

Qu Feiyan blushed, and just as she was about to change the subject, she heard Lan Fenghuang continue, "Don't tell me you're not attracted to him! I like any man like that."

"Master Lan is too frivolous!" Qu Feiyan was shocked and scolded subconsciously.

"Haha. We Miao women have always been like this! Otherwise, why would it be called a wild land?" Lan Fenghuang was not ashamed but proud of it: "If you like it, then you like it, then go for it. If you hate it, then you hate it, then kick it away."

Seeing that Qu Feiyan was really angry, Lan Fenghuang waved her hands and said, "Forget it, forget it. I know that my sister is shy, and I am half of her family. How about I try to find out for her?"

"No need. I take care of my own business." Qu Feiyan stood up and walked out.

"Hey, sister is leaving just like that? The food has just been served!" Seeing this, Lan Fenghuang wanted to hold Qu Feiyan, but she easily avoided her.

Lan Fenghuang raised her eyebrows. It seemed that Qu Feiyan had been practicing Kung Fu diligently over the years!
"Master Lan, please eat! This is my way of thanking you for your help." After saying this, Qu Feiyan walked out.

"Alas, little girls just can't stand being teased." Lan Fenghuang shook her head and sat alone in the box to eat vegetarian food.

That night, when Ou Zanghua was teaching Qingzhi to play the piano in the back house, in the Yang Mansion, which was dozens of miles away from him, there was a test paper on Yang Tinghe's desk. It was the Imperial College test paper issued by Ou Zanghua.

Yang Tinghe held the pen and answered each question carefully. As one of the most talented people in the Ming Empire, although the questions asked by Ou Zanghua were tricky, they were not difficult for him.

An hour passed quietly, and Yang Tinghe actually finished answering all the questions ahead of time.

He changed to a red cinnabar pen and circled three questions on the test paper:
Everyone can be Yao and Shun, so what is the point of being a human being?
Explain the importance of rituals and laws
What has been recorded in the history of all ages to date?

Yang Tinghe tapped the table gently and rhythmically. The crisp and rhythmic sound was very clear in the study room where it was so quiet that you could almost hear a pin drop.

He felt like he was about to catch something.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

Yang Tinghe frowned slightly, but still said, "Come in!"

The door opened and Yang Shen walked in. With red eyes, he bowed and said, "Father, my sixth uncle sent me a letter saying that my grandfather passed away the day before yesterday."

Yang Tinghe was stunned and tears suddenly flowed down. His father, Yang Chun, was a Jinshi in the 17th year of Chenghua. He had served as the Director of the Ministry of Rites and the Assistant Director of Education in Huguang. He was also a well-read person, otherwise he would not have been able to cultivate two Jinshi and two Juren.

"Send someone to tell your second uncle and fifth uncle to come to your house tomorrow." Yang Tinghe forced himself to cheer up and gave instructions while looking at Yang Shen.

"Yes!" Yang Shen responded, comforted his father with a few words, and then left the study.

His second uncle, Yang Tingyi, was a Jinshi in the 12th year of Hongzhi and is now the Minister of Taichang Temple.

My fifth uncle Yang Tingli was admitted as a student of the Imperial Academy, where he studied and lived.

That night, Yang Tinghe sat in his study all night, recalling every detail of his time with his father and also looking back on his three years as Prime Minister.

Until dawn broke in the east, a ray of golden light quietly sprinkled into the study, and Yang Tinghe suddenly woke up from his meditation.

He couldn't help but laugh at himself. As a son, he had failed to show filial piety to his parents. As a court official, he had failed to stop the absurd behavior of Emperor Zhengde.

All of this was caused by his own barely perceptible pride and arrogance.

Yang Tinghe always had a trace of contempt in his heart, thinking that the reason why His Majesty seemed absurd and unruly was simply because he was still young and inexperienced, so he liked to act recklessly and do things that were not in line with the rules.

My seemingly humble advice seemed to have the opposite effect in most cases.

Yang Tinghe took another look at the test paper on the table, rolled it up, and made a silent decision in his heart.

Not long after, Yang Tingyi and Yang Tingli arrived at the Yang Mansion one after another. As soon as the three brothers met, they burst into tears and comforted each other.

Afterwards, Yang Tingli set off first to return to his hometown in Sichuan, while Yang Tinghe and Yang Tingyi had to properly arrange the affairs at hand and submit their resignations to His Majesty before they could set out on their journey home.

On that day, two memorials from the two brothers requesting to return home to attend the funeral appeared on the desk of Emperor Zhengde.

After reading it, Emperor Zhengde hesitated for a while, frowned slightly, and hesitated for several days. During this period, Yang Tinghe wrote several more letters in succession. Emperor Zhengde finally granted their request.
(End of this chapter)