At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

The steward of the workshop pushed open the heavy workshop door with a "crunch".

The children seemed to have received the trumpet sound to advance, and they couldn't wait to rush out.

Walked to the street and mingled with the officials rushing to attend court.

You are me in the past and I am you in the future.

Yanxi Gate is located in the northeast corner of the imperial city. At this time, it was only two o'clock in the morning, and there was already a long queue in front of the gate. Most of them were Juzi who lived in nearby Chongrenfang.

"You really don't want me to give it to you?"

In front of Jingfeng Gate, Si Yuandao frowned and looked at his young disciple in a carriage with disapproval on his face.

Xie Yuheng stuffed the wat bag into Si Yuandao's arms and said with a helpless smile: "It's really unnecessary, sir. Isn't Chang He still here?"

"Besides, you still have to walk a long way before entering the imperial city, sir, so please don't delay."

"Hmph, when the disciple is older, he can't help but the master!"

Si Yuandao got out of the car depressedly, holding the wat bag. It was not good for his disciple to be too sensible, which made him lose his sense of existence.

Looking through the car window at the little old man walking towards Jingfeng Gate at a snail's pace, a warm current surged into Xie Yuheng's heart.

Shouted: "Sir, remember to pick up Yu Heng in nine days."

Si Yuandao turned around quickly when he heard the sound and waved his hand happily, "I know I will pick you up. Go quickly before it's too late."

"I'm not ashamed."

Yang Chengwu got off the carriage next to Xie Yuheng and looked at his friend who was smiling like a chrysanthemum. He couldn't even look at it!

"Grandpa..." Yang Bingwen just started.

Yang Chengwu immediately replied: "Hey, you also want me to pick you up. How old are you?"

"Okay, okay, I will definitely go then."

Yang Bingwen was silent for a moment, stretched out a hand and said, "Grandpa, you forgot to take the wat bag."

"Hahahahahahahahahaha..."

Suzaku rolled on the floor laughing in the red bird jade, wishing she could dig a hole for Uncle Yang with her bird's claws and bury her head in it.

After the farce, Xie Yuheng and his carriage continued to move north, but there were infantry troops blocking the way in the distance, so they could only walk the rest of the way.

Yang Bingwen took off his food box, test basket and other utensils, and saw Xie Yuheng and his party, each holding a strange-shaped carved wooden box.

Bamboo tubes or water bladders were hung on both sides of the box, and a bamboo basket was placed on top. There were several oil paper packets inside, presumably for today's meals.

I don't know if there is some mechanism in front of me, which secures Gongtong firmly.

There are four small wheels underneath, and an adjustable ‘handle’ makes it effortless to tow.

Yang Bingwen was in a trance for a moment. He followed his grandfather and saw many skilled craftsmen, but he had never seen any carpenter with such fantastic ideas.

Xie Yuheng and his group dragged the strange box toward Yanxi Gate. The sound of wheels rolling on the ground attracted countless attention.

There is a bucket on the head, a bag containing clothes and bedding on the back, a food box in one hand, and an examination basket containing pens, inks, paper and inkstones in the other hand.

There were two bamboo tubes hanging on his free fingers, and he looked enviously at the leisurely appearance of Xie Yuheng and his party.

At the third quarter of Yinshi, officials from the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Rites also came on duty to verify the identity of each candidate in front of the Yanxi Gate. The verification speed of the ten places was quite fast.

Xie Yuheng and his party handed over the identification documents to the public inspection and continued dragging the box toward Yanxi Gate.

There is no need for signposts, and there is no need to follow the flow of people.

Because... there are infantry in soft armor on both sides, basically one step at a time, forming two human walls.

Through the gap in the human wall, you can see the red and green scene of Chengtianmen Street from a distance.

The officials who were rushing to go to court were in a hurry, and the faces of the examinees were filled with anticipation and yearning.

He walked north along the human wall, entered the Gongyuan, checked his identity again, and then stepped aside to wait.

The disciples were confused and couldn't quite understand what was going on. Look at me and I look at you. This has never happened before.

Xie Mingli felt the humidity around him and the faint smoke of firewood, and glanced at his sister worriedly.

Xie Yuheng responded with a reassuring smile, vaguely guessing that...this time he would probably have to take a shower before entering.

Sure enough, after a while, someone took the disciples to various houses in batches.

Xie Yuheng dragged the box and separated from his brothers, and followed Hao Jun into a large bathhouse.

There were already several naked men in the pool with half of their bodies exposed.

Hao Jun took the box from Xie Yuheng and whispered: "Master Hou, you can take off your clothes there."

As he spoke, he pointed to a simple changing place made of bamboo poles in the north.

"no need."

Xie Yuheng untied the jade quilt belt around his waist and placed it on the table beside him.

Clothes must be replaced with those provided by the court, and accessories can still be brought into the Gongyuan after inspection.

White fingers placed the red bird jade pendant on the jade belt, and the two jade pieces made a crisp sound when they touched each other.

An invisible illusion wall enveloped the entire bathhouse.

The trumpet army led the "Jiangling Marquis" to a corner, where the bottom of the pool was raised with bricks.

It is possible to avoid flooding the 'Jiangling Marquis', but it is because he is too young and a little short.

Seeing the 'Jiangling Marquis' get out of the bath, Xie Yuheng flashed into the space and took a bath in the spiritual field. It was all about acting.

The people in the bathhouse secretly looked at the 'Marquis of Jiangling' and muttered to themselves:

It is said that the Marquis of Jiangling is a sick man, which is quite expected given his small stature.

Most of the Southerners were shy. This was the first time they had gathered together to take a shower, so they secretly found a corner to stay.

Unlike those with a Youzhou accent, they actually rubbed their backs in pairs.

He also asked the trumpeter standing guard if he had a sweat towel, which was a big fucking mistake.

After a cup of tea, the 'Jiangling Marquis' and his colleagues came out of the bath.

Some of them got dressed on the spot, while others carried their clothes into the dressing room.

Youzhou walked carelessly and muttered: "I really don't understand what these southerners are so embarrassed about."

"Disgraceful to politeness!"

Nanfang Juzi, who passed by, said in disgust.

Xie Yuheng's figure coincided with that of the 'Jiangling Marquis', and he slowly walked into the dressing area with his clothes on his hands.

Inside the dressing room are small cubicles separated by burlap, obviously taking into account the reserved temperament of the southerners.

Xie Yuheng was very curious about the scene where officials from the north and the south were quarreling when this policy was decided.

After changing into the clothes provided by the court, he was standing at the table tying his belt.

Suddenly I heard a noise outside, and there was a faint sound of someone whistling.

He put Ruby directly into his arms and quickly put on his shoes and socks.

By the time Xie Yuheng rushed outside, the trumpet troops had already come out to maintain order and yelled at the disciples to get in quickly.

"Women should read the Four Books on Women: The Biography of Martyrs and support their husbands and their children."

"You have the audacity to disguise yourself as a man to participate in the imperial examination. Such unruly women should be put in a pig cage!"

Uncle Niao, who was walking under the eaves of the bathhouse next door, pointed at a man with disheveled hair and was only wearing a middle coat and cursed.

A man who looked like the leader of the trumpet corps came forward with a gun, pointing the silver tip of the gun directly at Uncle Bird Walker's throat.