My name is Chang An, your name is Gu Li

Tomorrow is another holiday. When Chang An was about to board the carriage at the gate of the Imperial College to go home, he heard a voice shouting:

"Mr. Chang! Mr. Chang, please stay!"

Chang An and Huai Qin looked in the direction of the voice with puzzled expressions. An unfamiliar servant was standing there, looking at Chang An. When he saw Chang An looking at him, he hurried forward and said respectfully:

"Mr. Chang, my Prime Minister invites you to his house."

Chang An raised his eyebrows and asked, "Prime Minister? But my husband, Prime Minister Song Jing?"

The servant nodded and replied, "That's right."

"now go?"

"No, the Prime Minister wants Mr. Chang to go there at noon tomorrow," said the servant. "The Prime Minister also said that Mr. Chang must go."

Chang An nodded, took out a piece of silver from his purse, and said, "Go back and tell my husband that I will go tomorrow."

The servant took the silver, smiled, nodded and said, "I will definitely pass on Mr. Chang's message." After saying that, the servant turned around and left.

Chang An couldn't help but sigh. He had finally waited for the day off. He thought he could spend another day at home with his mother, Gu, but he had to go out. He didn't know what he was going to do or how long he would be gone. Thinking of this, Chang An couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

He sighed, got on the carriage with Huaiqin, and drove straight to Chang's mansion.

In Chang's house, Gu Li was still counting the time, ready to go to the door and wait for Chang An. But at this time, a servant knocked on the door, and Gu Li put down the book in his hand.

"come in."

The servant came in, bowed to Gu Li, and then said, "Sanniang, someone is looking for you outside."

"Someone is looking for you?" Gu Li was a little confused. "Is it a man or a woman?"

"It's a woman, said to be the second wife of the Song family."

The second mother of the Song family? Gu Li thought for a moment and figured out who it was. She said, "Please invite her in quickly."

"She told you to go to the door, she will say a few words to you and then leave."

Gu Li nodded, and Zhen Er brought her a cotton-padded jacket to put on. Then she followed the servant to the door of Chang's house, and there was indeed a woman standing at the door, smiling at Gu Li. Seeing Gu Li looking at her, she immediately smiled and waved to Gu Li.

"Li'er!" she called enthusiastically.

Gu Li walked forward and replied with a smile: "Yu Si is here? Why don't you come in and sit down?"

"I won't go in," Song Yusi took Gu Li's hand and said, "I came here today just to talk to you for a few words, and then I have to go back."

"Is there anything wrong?" Gu Li looked at Song Yushi and asked.

"It's the wife of the Imperial Censor Zhou. She plans to hold an embroidery poetry gathering in Zuiyun Tower in Pingkangfang tomorrow. Every official's wife will attend." Song Yusi said.

"The wife of Censor Zhou? Embroidery poetry gathering?" Gu Li was somewhat puzzled, so he asked, "Do I have to go too?"

"Yes, every official's wife will go there, and it's a good way to meet some new friends." As she spoke, Song Yusi moved a little closer and said to Gu Li, "I also heard that it was Madam Zhou who personally asked you to go."

"They personally asked me to go, but I didn't know Mrs. Zhou before." The more he spoke, the more confused Gu Li became.

"Mrs. Zhou doesn't know you, but she knows Mr. Chang from your family. Now that you are Mr. Chang's wife, it's natural for you to go." Song Yusi explained.

Gu Li nodded in understanding and said, "Since you know Chang Lang, I will go."

"Okay, I'll pick you up tomorrow at noon." Seeing that Gu Li agreed, Song Yusi said happily, "I've delivered your message. I'll go back first. Don't stand here for too long."

"Okay." Gu Li nodded with a smile, watched Song Yushi turn and walk away, and then went back into the house.

When Gu Li came to the door again from the room, Chang An just got off the carriage. The two looked at each other and saw a hint of depression on each other's faces.

"what happened?"

"what happened?"

They both said this in unison, and then were stunned for a moment.

"Chang Lang (Gu Niang) please speak first."

"Let me speak first."

The two of them exchanged a few words in unison. Seeing this, Chang An simply pulled Gu Li up and said as he walked into the house, "I have to go to our master, Prime Minister Song's place tomorrow. I may not be able to accompany you for half a day or even the whole day tomorrow."

Gu Li looked at Chang An, pouted and said, "Chang Lang, actually I have something to do tomorrow. I have to go to Zuiyun Tower to attend the poetry gathering of Mrs. Censor Zhou. It may take a long time, and I am afraid that I will not be able to accompany Chang Lang at that time."

"That means Chang Lang and Gu Niang will be busy tomorrow." Chang An smiled and said.

"I finally got the day off after waiting so hard..." Gu Li's tone was full of grievance and unhappiness.

Chang An brought Gu Li into the room, threw the book box aside, raised his hand and held Gu Li in his arms, and sat directly at the desk.

He stretched out his finger and gently rubbed Gu Li's little nose, saying, "What are you afraid of? Gu Niang and I will have many, many days off in the future, right?"

"The rest days will come later, but who knows what will happen in the future." Gu Li still felt a little wronged. This aggrieved and pitiful look made Chang An feel distressed, so he hugged her tighter.

"Then Chang Lang should try to escape from the master as early as possible tomorrow, and then go to pick you up home, Gu Niang, okay?" Chang An rubbed Gu Li's head gently with his cheek, and comforted her very gently.

"But we still don't know what Prime Minister Song wants to find Chang Lang for." Gu Li felt a little relieved, but still said with some concern.

"No matter what happens, I will come out early. This is what Chang Lang promised Gu Niang." Chang An kissed the top of Gu Li's head.

"Then Chang Lang, don't break your promise, or I will ignore you." Gu Li said, and then stretched out his little hand, raised his little finger, and said coquettishly: "Chang Lang, make a pinky promise with me."

Chang An smiled and stretched out his pinky finger, hooking it with Gu Li's pinky finger. "Okay, let's pinky it."

After they made a promise, Chang An heard the clear laughter from the person in his arms.

The next day, after Chang An and Gu Li got up, they began to prepare to go out. Huaiqin and Zhen'er also ordered people to prepare a carriage, but Chang An and Gu Li went out alone, so the two of them had to stay at home.

Chang An needed to arrive at the Prime Minister's Mansion at noon, so he made some simple preparations and went out with the candies packed by Gu Li.

The carriage entered Anxingfang and stopped in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Chang An got off the carriage. When the doorman saw him, he walked up to him respectfully and asked, "Are you Doctor Chang's husband?"

"That's right." Chang An nodded.

"Mr. Chang, please come in. The Prime Minister has been waiting in the main hall for a long time." said the doorman.

Chang An nodded slightly to the doorman and went straight into the main hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion. When he arrived at the main hall, Song Jing and Su Yan were already in the hall, talking about something, but when they saw Chang An, they stood up one after another.

"Yonghe greets you, sir, and Prime Minister Su." Chang'an bowed and greeted them.

"Here, there's no need for so much red tape," Song Jing smiled and waved his hand, pointing to a seat closest to the main seat, and said, "Just sit here. You're my student, and no one will say anything."

"Yes." Chang An bowed slightly and sat directly in the position pointed by Song Jing.

"Your husband invited you here today, but he actually kept it a secret from the other adults, so they don't know about it." Su Ying said.

"Other adults?" Chang An was stunned for a moment and felt a little nervous.

"In fact, today I not only asked you to come here, but also invited other adults to come. I have something important to discuss with them." Song Jing said, twirling his beard.

"Since it's an important matter, wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate for students to sit here..." Chang An said nervously.

"No, now everyone knows that you are my student. Even if they don't give you face, they will give me face. Don't worry." Song Jing smiled and comforted.

"In fact, you came here because Prime Minister Song wanted to give you a chance to observe and learn." Su Yan said, "You should also listen to what we are going to say and see if you can learn something from it."

"This... is too much of a favor to the students." Chang An scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

"Actually, your Mr. Song complains to me every day, saying that he can no longer give you guidance on writing and classics, so he wants you to learn about being an official and governing a country." Su Yan said with a smile, looking at Song Jing.

"Ahem," Song Jing blushed and said, "I did ask Yonghe to come and learn from him. Who knows, one day, this old man's position may be his."

"I dare not, I dare not..." Chang An waved his hands quickly. This evaluation was indeed a bit too high.

As they were talking, more people entered the Prime Minister's Mansion one after another. They all looked like high-ranking officials. After arriving at the main hall, they first saluted Song Jing and Su Yan, and then saw Chang An sitting beside them. They all seemed to know something, so they didn't say anything.

Song Jing pointed at each official and introduced them to Chang An one by one. This one was the Chief Censor and that one was the Minister of Justice. Chang An also stood up and saluted politely.

When no one else came in, Song Jing smiled and bowed, saying, "I am sorry to have taken up your time today by inviting you all here. I hope you can forgive me. Please have some tea."

The officials also bowed in return, picked up the tea bowls beside them and started drinking.

At this time, a censor named Gongsun asked, "Prime Minister Song came to us today, it shouldn't just be to invite us for tea, right? Is there something you want to talk about?"

"Of course." Song Jing put down the tea bowl in his hand and said slowly, "I came to your house today to discuss with you about the issue of rectifying the evil money."

After these words were spoken, all the officials present looked at each other, and then turned their eyes back to Song Jing and Su Ying.

Chang An also frowned slightly. You know, in history, Song Jing had always been committed to cracking down on bad money. Even in the end he was dismissed from his position as prime minister, and the crackdown was left unfinished.

"I have tried various methods before, such as collecting a large amount of bad money or trying to find the source, but the results were quite limited." Song Jing sighed, "So I want to discuss with you to see if there is a suitable method."

After the question was raised, all the officials lowered their heads and began to think about it. After all, they all eat the emperor's salary and share the emperor's worries. What's more, the evil money seriously affected the development of the Tang Dynasty, so they also wanted to contribute.

A Zhongcheng Ling named Zhou spoke up and said, "Prime Minister Song, I have a method. Can you tell me about it?"

"Please speak, Zhou Chengling."

"There is a difference between the bad money and the currency of the Tang Dynasty. The difference can be seen with the naked eye. Why not use this as a method and order people to patrol the market." Zhou Chengling said, "Then follow this clue and search further. Maybe there will be some solutions."

Chang Lang glanced at Zhou Chengling and shook his head secretly. This is bad money. This is not just a problem in one region, but a problem for the entire Tang Dynasty. It's not that his method doesn't work, but it takes a long time and has low results.

"I have tried similar methods before. Zhou Chengling's method may be worth a try." Song Jing nodded and said.

Then another Censor Zhang spoke up and said, "I think a more convenient method is to purchase and exchange. The evil money issue is a disease of our Tang Dynasty. It is deeply rooted and should be gradually eradicated."

As soon as these words were spoken, before Song Jing could speak, Censor Zhang heard a faint cough coming from the hall.