I go to the ancient imperial examinations

Chapter 405
The carriage hadn't left the boundaries of Suzhou Fucheng, He Sheng glanced at the signal that exploded in mid-air, his face darkened, and his hand holding the rein slightly forced the carriage to slow down, "Miss, someone is following up secretly. "

Zhan Feiyu, who was reciting poems silently, opened the curtain of the carriage casually, poked his head out and looked behind.

He Nuan, who was also sitting in the carriage, laughed, and explained in a warm voice, "Miss, the person following me is at least one mile away."

Longyou Road is flat, with a wide field of vision, and one can see the end of the official road at a glance. If the follower is too close, his whereabouts will be found immediately.

Withdrawing his protruding head back, it took only a long time for Zhan Feiyu to feel his face was covered with dust, so he took the handkerchief He Nuan handed over and wiped it off, "Ah Sheng, can we get there soon?" Station?"

It was delayed for several hours by the villagers of Niujiao Village in the morning, and the carriage only set off in the afternoon. It was almost dark by now, and it was estimated that they could only sleep in the open.

"You should be able to reach Changping Village in two quarters of an hour, and you can stay in the village at night." He Sheng replied, and the speed of the carriage increased again.

After discovering Mrs. Pang's roster hidden in the pastry box, He Sheng sent the news back, presumably someone should be in Changping Village to take care of it.

Accompanied by the rhythmic sound of horseshoes, Qingyue's recitation came out again from the carriage, "There is a temple of white wood in the East China Sea, a shrine of dry mulberry in the West River, poplar leaves in the north land, and plum roots in the Nanling... "

He Nuan glanced at his young lady who was reciting the Fu seriously, and gently put away the tea set, pastries, and fruits on the small table one by one.

As for the roster on the small table, He Nuan didn't touch it. Although Xiangzhenji's cakes were not drugged, He Nuan wouldn't let Zhan Feiyu enter, so he repaired the broken box a little. Packed the pastry back.

The last bit of the setting sun fell from the west, and the sky darkened, and only the houses and the smoke from the cooking houses not far away could be seen indistinctly.

"Woo..." He Sheng stopped the carriage, and clasped his fists at the villagers who retreated to the side of the road, "Excuse me, old man, is Changping Village ahead?"

The old man in the head looked skinny, but his body was strong, and his voice was loud, "It's Changping Village. Is the distinguished guest here to stay overnight?"

Changping Village is still the boundary of Suzhou Prefecture, but it is farther away from the prefectural city than Niujiao Village, and the village is poorer. As far as the old man knows, there are hundreds of households in the village who are born and raised in Changping Village, and the richest Dong’s family is only in There is a furniture shop in the county, and even when they go back to the village, they drive an ox cart. I have never heard of any relatives in the village who are so rich that they have a horse-drawn cart, or two.

"It's getting late and it's too late to go to Jinshui County, so I thought of spending the night in the village, so I asked my husband to make it easier for me." He Sheng explained the purpose of his visit.

As soon as he heard that he was staying overnight, the formality on the old man's face disappeared, and the expressions of the villagers standing beside him also relaxed.

"It's not inconvenient to go out. Brother, keep walking along this road. The third house with blue bricks and tiles is the village's home. His family just married a girl last month, so there is a spare house just now." The old man raised his finger Fortunately, in the whole village, only the village chief’s house was built with blue bricks, and the other houses were all adobe houses, which can be recognized at a glance.

"Thank you, old man, for showing the way." He Sheng thanked again, and then drove the carriage forward, but the speed was not fast. After all, it would be the time for dinner in the village, and it was inevitable that naughty children would come out of the village.

When the two carriages were a little farther away, several villagers couldn't help but say: "Third uncle, this must be a nobleman from Fucheng. I saw the carriage of Mr. Wang's family when I went to the county, but it is not as elegant as this carriage."

The old man known as the third uncle laughed, "Needless to say, the horse pulling the cart is fat and strong, with a shiny coat, so it must be a good horse. It is estimated that a horse costs 80 taels of silver. Wealthy households would be reluctant to buy such a carriage."

The bearded middle-aged man who had been standing at the very edge also spoke hoarsely at this moment: "The coachman driving the carriage is a practicing family."

"Brother Huang, are you stronger than you?" A few younger villagers asked curiously.

Brother Huang retired from the army. Before that, there were hundreds of households. They all learned a few tricks from Brother Huang. Because of Brother Huang's existence, no one in the surrounding villages dared to bully their village.

The middle-aged man looked at the carriage that had already entered the village in the distance, and nodded silently, but he did not tell the people around him that the horse pulling the carriage was not only a good horse, but also a military horse, which is rare even in the army BMW, not to mention a hundred taels of silver, even a thousand taels may not be able to buy it.

The villager of Changping Village, surnamed Wu, is a shrewd middle-aged man. Even if He Sheng didn't give him five taels of silver, just because he saw these two carriages, Wu Cunzheng would treat Zhan Feiyu and his party as honored guests.

"Hurry up and get some hot water, and then let the boss and the second family come over to help cook, and kill the chickens raised in the back." Wu Cunzheng glared at his wife, who had no eyesight, and stared at her strangely. Not afraid of offending nobles.

The Zhou family is now a grandma, so she will be scolded by her own man, with an embarrassing expression on her face, but she doesn't dare to look around anymore, and just hurriedly went to boil water in the stove.

The courtyard of Wucunzheng's house is huge enough to accommodate two carriages, and the two sons have separated the family a few years ago. Now the youngest daughter is married again, so several rooms in the green brick house in the middle are vacant. Enough Zhan Feiyu they live.

He Nuan jumped out of the carriage first, glanced at the children in the next yard from the corner of the eye, and then lifted the curtain, "Miss."

The carriage bumped all the way, Zhan Feiyu jumped down holding He Nuan's hand, and moved his stiff body, "Fortunately, I am young, otherwise my bones would be smashed."

With a smile on his face, He Nuan said, "Miss, you can take a breather in the yard, and the servants will clean up the room first."

"Well, just stay for one night, don't worry too much, you don't have to pay so much attention when you go out." Zhan Feiyu twisted his sore waist, and missed the means of transportation in his previous life, not to mention airplanes and high-speed rails, even electric cars Ah, at least not so crazy.

He Nuan beckoned He Sheng to move the boxes from the carriage behind. Even if he only stayed for one night, the sheets and quilts had to be changed, and the lady's favorite soft pillow was hard to keep in the room. You have to order it first.

The children of the Wu family stared wide-eyed when they saw Zhan Feiyu getting off the carriage. Four or five children crowded together, the oldest was no more than seven or eight years old, and the youngest was only two or three years old.

The children probably have never seen such a fat little girl as Zhan Feiyu, let alone her silver-trimmed pleated skirt, a soft fur brocade cape, and a delicate hair bun. , the shining pearl hairpin, it is no wonder that the two oldest little girls are full of envy after being surprised.

"Ah Nuan, is the pastry from Xiangzhenji still in the carriage?" Zhan Feiyu remembered the pastries that Mrs. Pang had sent. He Nuan had already checked, but Zhan Feiyu didn't intend to eat them.

"Just put it in the box." He Nuan replied, just about to come over to get it.

Zhan Feiyu waved his hand, opened the curtain of the carriage to get it.

Xiangzhenji's cakes will not affect the taste even if they are left for several hours. Zhan Feiyu waved to the children of the Wu family, and handed the box directly to the eldest little girl, "Take it and eat it."

"I don't want..." The little girl shook her head cautiously, but she couldn't help but look at the delicate pastry, and stammered, "Thank you sister...we can't..."

"Big sister, I'm hungry." The youngest child put his feet on his feet, and because he couldn't see, he tugged on the little girl's sleeve anxiously, probably smelling the sweet scent of pastries, and his saliva spit out.

Zhan Feiyu, who is short and known as his younger sister, smiled helplessly, put the box directly into the little girl's hand, and stepped back, "I don't want to eat this pastry. If you don't eat it, you will throw it away."

ah?Several surprises sounded at the same time. Except for the youngest child who was still trying to reach out to look at the pastry, the other children looked at Zhan Feiyu in amazement, and then at the exquisite pastry. Are you going to throw it away?

"You guys eat, I'm going to have dinner soon." Smiling with narrowed eyes, Zhan Feiyu walked slowly towards the house.

When the children came back to their senses, Zhan Feiyu had already entered the house.

"Sister, I'm hungry! Give me something to eat," another little boy said impatiently, and stretched his hand into the box.

"Don't make trouble, leave it to grandpa!" Although she wanted to eat, the little girl still gave her little brother a glare, and then quickly walked towards the kitchen with the box in her arms.

The rest of the children huffed and followed, how could a pretty girl have cakes.

The house was very clean. It was Wu Cunzheng's youngest daughter who lived there before. After she got married, the house was vacant. He Nuan rolled up the straw mat on the kang and put it in the cabinet next to it. Blanket, and then spread the quilt that was brought over.

"Miss?" Turning around, He Nuan glanced at the "Famous Fu Collection" in Zhan Feiyu's hand, and couldn't help but froze when making the bed.

In the carriage before, the lady quickly dismantled the real "Famous Fu Collection", then took off the middle page, and put the book on it.

Therefore, this "Famous Fu Collection" is well-deserved, and there is a universe in it, but Zhan Feiyu still looks at the pages of the book from time to time, and then reads aloud.

Zhan Feiyu grinned, "When the fake is real, the real is also fake. Inaction has its place and there is nothing. The Buddha said that he sees through but does not tell through."

He Nuan turned around and continued to make the bed. Well, I am the eldest maid of the young lady, so I can do whatever the young lady wants to do, not to mention the Xiao Xiaoxiao who came here secretly, even if they are elite dead men, they should not try to snatch things from the young lady.

(End of this chapter)