After transmigrating into a stepmother, I transformed my whole family to work on farming

Chapter 768: Lost Old Man
Qin Yao, who consciously enjoys helping others, hides his merits and fame.

After leaving Kuanzhengfang, stroll towards the main street.

It’s been cold recently, and Qin Yao thought the streets would be deserted.

I didn't expect that when I left Kuanzhengfang and arrived at the main street, the flow of people was even greater than usual.

Especially the inns, restaurants and teahouses were all filled with people.

In the direction of Beidingmen, there was a long queue of people entering the city, and even more people were lining up than during festivals on ordinary days.

But if you look closely, you will find that these extra people all have accents from other places and are dressed like scholars.

Several scholars carrying leather book boxes, accompanied by page boys or old servants, walked past Qin Yao.

One of them walked forward and then stepped back and asked Qin Yao, who was standing alone on the street:

"Miss, do you know where the school government is going?"

He was a white-haired old man who looked to be in his fifties. He went to Beijing alone with his luggage and had no companions.

He spoke in dialect, and seeing Qin Yao's slightly stunned expression, he realized that the other party might not understand him, so he quickly changed to Mandarin with a strong regional accent and repeated the question.

Qin Yao understood the word "Xue Zheng" this time, raised her hand and pointed to the southwest, "Go ahead and turn right when you see the fork in the road, then go ask the people over there."

The capital's markets are square, with numerous streets and alleys, most of which look exactly the same. She was afraid that if she pointed too many times, the person would get lost.

The old man didn't ask any more questions, just thanked him and headed southwest.

But he had only walked a hundred meters when he was frightened by the sudden speeding carriage of a nobleman and fell to the side of the street.

Others have seen this happen many times, but no one cares.

The old man was angry and in pain. He finally got up. The carriage had already rushed far away. He opened his mouth but did not dare to curse.

Qin Yao just felt that fate was something that was destined and could not be explained clearly.

She clearly saw the old man stand up and go in the right direction.

But after she strolled around, she actually met him at another alley.

At this moment, there were two young men in their thirties beside the old man. They were both very respectable in their clothes.

But the wind accidentally blew through their old thin shirts, exposing their true situation.

The linen undershirt was already fluffy, probably because it had been worn for many years without being changed.

All three seemed to be lost.

The two young men were too embarrassed to ask for directions.

Because I have suffered so much cold stares along the way, I am a little scared.

In their hometown, they are scholars.

But when they arrived in the capital, everyone who came had relatives who were officials, and a few scholars could be thrown into the river without causing even a single splash.

After all, the old man was older and more experienced, so he turned around and asked someone for directions.

It’s just that there were vendors doing business nearby, and he wasn’t buying anything from them, so naturally they didn’t bother to answer him.

I waved my hand to signal him to go away and not to interfere with our business.

As soon as he turned around, the old man's eyes lit up.

"Girl! Nice to see you again!"

Qin Yao gave an awkward but polite smile, "Come on, I'll take you there."

It's a good time to go to Jingzhao Yin to see if Liu Ji has finished his work.

Seeing the old man bringing Qin Yao over, the two young men were both surprised and ashamed.

The two of them said politely, "Excuse me, young lady."

Qin Yao nodded slightly, didn't say much, and walked in front to lead the way.

The three followed her, carrying their bags.

As Qin Yao was walking, she heard a "gurgling" sound from her stomach.

The sound seemed to be contagious, and after one sound, another sound came up. Qin Yao looked back and saw that the old man and the two young men had blushed.

Qin Yao looked up at the sky. It was already noon.

"Didn't you have breakfast?" she asked.

The three of them nodded in unison, and the old man explained, "I just arrived, and I haven't registered with the Education Administration Department yet, so I can't relax for a moment. I just want to get the candidate certification done first and then find a place to stay and prepare my own meals. I didn't expect the capital to be so big. I walked for a whole morning and still couldn't get out of this street."

"Uncle also prepared meals?" Qin Yao was a little curious.

She had never seen candidates going to Beijing for imperial examinations in ancient times, and thought that everyone came well prepared.

When I met these three people just now, I remembered that there is neither navigation nor various strategies shared by netizens here.

In an era when every learned person was selfish, it was extremely difficult for an ordinary person to leave home and come to Beijing, unless he was a master or disciple.

Those who successfully reached the capital were the best in terms of economy, physical strength and intelligence.

Sure enough, the old man pointed to the bag on his back and said, "I brought some grains from home. It's easy to get sick from the local climate when you first arrive here, but I don't have to worry if I have the grains from home."

"Besides, cooking for yourself can save a lot of money."

The old man was very open and frank, and Qin Yao just found it very interesting.

The other two were obviously more particular about noodles. They didn't say they were reluctant to eat the noodle soup that cost more than ten cents a bowl from the roadside stall, but just said they were too busy to remember.

"No hurry, no hurry, let's get things done first." The two said happily.

But my stomach still wasn't cooperating and was making rumbling sounds.

Qin Yao shrugged and handed the snacks she had eaten while shopping to the old man.

Anyway, those two people are not in a hurry.

The old man hurriedly postponed, "How can this be so embarrassing."

Qin Yao: "It's okay, let's try it, it should be pretty good."

Seeing her put down the food bag and walk forward, the old man smiled, thanked her, and hurried to follow.

The snacks smelled tempting, and the old man was even more hungry, so he just picked them up and ate them.

The snacks inside tasted quite good, just as Qin Yao said.

The other two people who only smelled the scent vaguely regretted being so concerned about their reputation.

The old man ate two or three pieces, and after his hunger subsided, he packed up the rest and put it in his bag to save for the next meal.

With Qin Yao leading the way, the three finally arrived at the gate of the Ministry of Education.

There are already two long queues here, all of them are scholars coming to take the exam.

This is the first group to arrive, and there are already four or five hundred people.

There will be a second, third, and fourth batch next, until the middle of February, when the blank papers will be covered.

Qin Yao estimated that there would be three to four thousand candidates for the next spring examination!
This should be the spring examination with the largest number of candidates since the founding of Sheng State.

The competition is quite fierce. Qin Yao sighed.

After sending the old man and the other two to their destination, Qin Yao left.

On the way to the Jingzhao government office, I saw the carriage of the Imperial Master's Office heading towards the Ministry of Education.

The carriage passed by Qin Yao, and Sun Jiang, who was driving the car, whispered a reminder to the inside of the car.

The car curtain opened, but Si Kong Jian only saw Qin Yao's white back.

This spring examination was jointly managed by the Minister of Rites and the Imperial Preceptor, with the Empress Dowager serving as the chief examiner.

When the news came out, the people of Kyoto ate a big melon with great enthusiasm.

But unlike the last time we offered sacrifice to the Earth Mother, there was no opposition this time.

Some people said that the Holy Queen visited the Qi family at night, persuaded the old prime minister with her emotional and logical appeals, and gained the support of most of the emerging families.

That's why no one jumped out to object loudly this time.