The Mysterious Travel of the Homeland (63)

Outside the door, there were a few people like guards, all the rest were women, like servants of wealthy families, and then two young girls came out from behind. They were not dressed in gold and silver, but judging from this posture, they were not something that ordinary people could do.

Judging from his clothes and posture, this is a girl from the mankind. But... she is not from the court or from the yamen.

The young master suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and asked quickly: "I wonder what happened to the two nobles here?"

Yingnan looked at the boy, "You have the final say here?"

The yard is full of views, and people who have been old for so many years are dancing with swords and sticks. Although the swords and sticks are like toys in children's hands, older people are not as useless as toys.

The young man was stunned, "That's not the case." He stood up straight again, "I came to take the college entrance examination. Because the rent was a bit expensive, he stayed here."

"Oh!" Yingnan glanced inside, "Then... are you fellow countrymen?"

When people are in a foreign land, only fellow villagers can give such convenience, and only those who live together will make people feel a little safe. There are many guild halls in the capital, all provided to fellow villagers. Some letters from the exchange are also passed back and forth through the guild halls. After spending a long time in the academy, more people come into contact with, and common sense I didn’t know before will be gradually known.

The young master looked at Yingnan deeply, nodded and said, "When I came out, I met this opera troupe halfway. They were going to Beijing, so they came together. You are looking for..."

Yingnan glanced inside and his eyes flashed. Since this person was not the leader, why did he talk here for a long time without a single person?

She felt it was interesting and smiled and said, "We want to find a few female guards who can be more kung fu. Kong Wu can be strong!"

The young master immediately said, "Then I can't make the decision. The two nobles wait, the head of the house is taking a nap inside, I'm afraid I didn't hear it. The inside is dirty, so I won't invite you to come in and ask you for help?"

"Okay!" Ying Man responded, "I'm working hard." He gave a gift, unlike a daughter's house in a boudoir.

The young headmaster quickly replied the gift and turned around and walked in.

Yingnan and Ami looked at each other. The people in the yard were strange. They were staring at the boy before, as if they were looking at his expression and movements. The boy went in and looked at them in an instant, but no one came out to greet them.

The two of them remained silent and looked up at the jujube tree at the door of the yard. They looked like a playful girl, and they were curious when they saw everything.

There was an old man sitting by the window inside, and he could see clearly the scene outside.

The boy whispered, "Master, go out and support me."

The old man asked, "But someone knows our whereabouts?"

The boy shook his head: "It doesn't look like it. He is just here to recruit female guards." He hesitated a little, "Actually, this is a great opportunity."

The old man shook his head: "Those girls just learned a play, and they didn't know anything else. They could get stuck after a few sentences. Don't ask them to come out, I'll send them away. You...didn't you let your brother go for the exam? You..."

The young man was not willing to take risks for his younger brother. If he hadn't met his own appearance, he would definitely ask his younger brother to go. But since someone had met him and had something to do with the opera troupe, he could only go by himself. Even if it was a dragon's and tiger's den, he had to go by himself.

The old man patted the boy on the shoulder: "Okay! I will ask someone to take care of your brother..."

"Master, my brother... needs to have a living, living like a normal person. I heard that the academy would check the situation of each family. My family's fields and shops were ready-made, and there were people at home to take care of him. He could have no worries about food and clothing. He asked him to go to study for a few years and I would like to communicate with my family in the future, so that I could have a place to go."

The old man said 'um', "You think of Zhou Xiang. Just do what you said!" He stood up and walked out, staggering all the way, finally moving to the door, and gasping for breath, "I have seen a noble man."

Ami glanced at him, "You are not in good health? There is a good doctor in Huimin. You are free to go and have a look."

The old man thanked repeatedly, "I'm taking medicine. If I take it, I'll go and have a look. What the nobles said is our honor, but... the girls are all stupid girls. If you look at them, you'll take them there."

As he said that, he shouted back, "Several girls, don't rush to cook, come and see the guests first."

There were seven girls of all sizes, big and small, and the oldest one was only thirteen or fourteen years old. They didn't look like they were a martial artist.

The old man said, "In our industry, the female actors are all played by men. It was only in the past few years that there were women in the straw troupe... It was not allowed before. No matter how good the singing was, it was useless. Therefore, these girls were just kept serving the female actors, and they didn't learn anything."

Yingnan nodded, "Then I'll bother you."

When he left, Ami looked curious, "Where are you setting up a stage to sing opera, let's go and have a look tomorrow. The opera troupes in Beijing are tired of listening to it."

The old man hurriedly said, "The countryside tunes should not taint the girl's ears."

"Why do you have to belittle yourself? Just tell me where the show is. Whether it is good or not, you have to hear it."

The old man said, "Huaishou, I wonder if the girl has heard of it?"

As expected, Ami showed a confused look, and the old man hummed a few words casually, and there were no lyrics. However, Ami had really heard that tune, "I know! If you sing well, I ask you to sing a play for the nobles. You are afraid that the Empress Dowager likes the play you sing."

What Lin Yutong can almost understand is Huangmei Opera.

It’s like a couple who both pay back their homes, and they can always hum a few jokes about flowers.

When the old man heard this, the bright color flashed in his eyes, "Oh! Thank you girl."

"You've been here all the time, right?" Yingnan smiled, "If the Empress wants to hear it, I'll send someone to find you."

"I'm here, I'm here! I've been waiting here." The old man smiled even more and more aggrieved.

Ami said, "I know, your opera lyrics are a bit vulgar. When you have time, you might as well listen to other opera troupes, especially those who have served the palace and eliminate all the indecent ones. Otherwise, no one will have the courage to invite you to."

"That's natural! That's natural!" The old man responded in succession, and greeted the back, "Take the specialties we brought to Miss Liang..."

Ying Man waved his hand, "Let's talk about it when I really help you later." She pulled Ami and turned around and the horse, and disappeared into the alley with the people in a short while.

It was not until he walked far away that Ami said: "This opera troupe is a bit strange."

Yingnan smiled, "Go back and say to the princess. You have to remember this place."

The two of them recruited female guards and there were not many opera troupes. In addition, the opera troupes now all carry the body contracts of the people below. The good opera troupes have other owners behind them, and the wealthy families who serve them to watch the opera, so they are reluctant to give such people to others as guards. But the grass-carrying team usually does not have good qualifications. In places where they are unfamiliar with their lives, let alone the opera troupes are worried, even those girls who are new to the arrival will not dare to follow others.

This was very embarrassing. After a day of running, I didn’t receive anything. However, the news was spread everywhere.

Yes! Even those mad girls may not be happy to come. As a female guard, it will not be easy to say kissing in the future. But now if you do something to make a living, won’t you still make money at home?

He Wan waved her hand with a smile, "Don't hurry, take your time. There is always something I want to come!"

Then the two of them talked about what happened today, and wrote down these things down, praised them for a few words before sending them back. When the person left, she stood up to see the emperor's grandmother.

"Actors?" Lin Yutong asked Dehai to check, and turned around and said to the Fourth Master, "Everyone who comes in the exam should check the home well."

There is a particularly bad point now, that is, there are no photos. In this way, there are many loopholes to take advantage of. Even if it is a portrait, it can only be said that there is 60% or 70% of it. After all, modern sketches are just similar.

Lin Yutong felt that sketches could be included in the archives. Even if the similarity was not high, the detailed statistics would have to be calculated.

Many people learned to draw sketches with Mr. Yang. The Fourth Master called Su Ying and ordered the matter.

Su Ying wrote down one by one, and then asked the Fourth Master, "...When harvesting rice, do you think who will arrange to go?"

Not everyone is qualified to accompany the Fourth Master to cut rice.

The Fourth Master waved his hand, "I have personal things, and whoever has time will come. There are not many things. Haven't I made several rice harvesters in the hospital? I took them all, but if I don't try, how can I know if it will be successful?"

The Killer Chopped Rice and Qianlong brought many ministers to the scene, while the Fourth Master brought the farmhouse. "...Rice planting is nothing more than 'water' and 'soil'... Nowadays, the capital can be planted, so what about other places? Going north..."

When Qianlong and a group of officials arrived, the Fourth Master and a circle of students were on the ground, with a map spread on the grass, and the Fourth Master was gestured in the northeast direction.

Hong Han pointed, "Here... the river net is dense, it should be the place to choose. Although Ama had been there when he was a child, I remember that the black soil was so thick there..." He gestured with his hand, "If the output of the capital was not low, I think it would not be much lower in this place."

Another student said: "The only bad thing is that you can only plant one season..."

"It will be good for one season. There are vast areas outside the pass, and the high-yield grains are parallel to wheat and rice. According to the per capita calculation, not only will it not be hungry, but there are also rations for military garrisons."

"Then you underestimate this place too much. I heard that someone in the south is purchasing land in large quantities outside the customs, in order to grow sweet potatoes, and then use sweet potatoes to make wine and transport them to the Russians."

"We also brew some drinks in our hometown. The thing is not strong, and the Russians may not like it. The one that needs to be strong must be sorghum..."

The Fourth Master waved his hand, "I'm afraid of it? What about the people from the Institute? This year, we have grown a lot of sweet potatoes ourselves and tried them. If the technology is not up to standard or cannot be purified, please come to your empress. Her winemaking skills are very good, so I'll ask someone to move them here today..."

Honghan said, "I was injured by scratching my hand last time. I found Wang Xichen. What's the point of having a glass bottle in his hand? The wine smells very strong..."

"Yes! It's almost that meaning, but that one cannot be drunk..."

The people around the circle started to discuss.

As they were talking, there were several people in each cloth pocket, with cut wheat ears inside. The cloth pockets were written with words, some were short plants, some were tall plants, some were thick plants, some were thin plants, and some were more plump and had very long ears selected from the fields.

He held it carefully and squatted beside him to show it to the Fourth Master, "Sir, look at this plant, it's a bit special..."

"Sir, look at this plant... I picked it off alone, with black mold spots on it..." The student showed it around, "Who have you seen this?"

Because he stretched his arms out during the show, his whole arm rested on the Fourth Master. The person opposite him reached out to ask for the rice ears in his hand. He stretched out his feet and didn't stand firmly, and the whole body was lying on the Fourth Master. The Fourth Master reached out to protect him, but the person didn't fall down, and the students in the circle laughed.

Wu Shu came several times to remind them to be bold, but the ministers who followed him were worried for the child, but afterwards, they did not see any fear in these students.

If there is a censor behind you, you have to come forward. This is so beautiful and ruled. Even if there is no distinction between a monarch and a subject, there is still the identity of a teacher and a student. There is no such thing as a magistrate or a student.

Su Ying saw that something was wrong with the old man behind him, and hurried over and whispered: "Sir, the few people there have been tried, go and have a look..."

He interrupted the censor's words to say directly.

When the Fourth Master called Qianlong over, Su Ying stood there without moving, waiting to bring the censor over and he looked at the other party deeply, "Sir, be careful."

The man was stunned and wanted to say something. Su Ying had turned around and left.

Being presumptuous! Absurd!

It was said that it was not disappointing, but the next day, the word "ritual" began to start quarreling again. The daily magazine was busy every day, and now this thing was the one that earned the most. Bookshops waited happily, and then bound it into a book and shipped it to various places.

Amid this debate, the academy's enrollment for another year began.

There are so many candidates who use all the schools, and there are still people who need to take the open air exam, standing outside the corridors and pavilions.

Because they were all men in the royal family last year, this year they took the quota for this part of the people. After reading the statistics, Lin Yutong was quite satisfied. At least half of them were from poor families. Some scholars were children, some were children, and some were small accountants in the shop. Anyway, some were those with some skills.

All the students in the academy stayed to invigilate the exam, and Honghui took a few people out again. As the exam started, Mongolian nobles also entered the city one after another. He went to listen to the movements of these people. As a result, when he arrived at the post of the academy, he was attracted by the dispute. Outside was a boy with an examination bag under his armpit, and he was anxiously saying something. His face was blue and purple, and his body was filled with soil. Behind him, the mark left by the whip on his body could be seen.

Hailancha stopped and looked over there, calling out to the boy, "I said... it's useless to bother them. After the exam time, the exam is all started. Otherwise, it's not a good time to come next year, and there will be no chance this year."

The young man looked anxious, "This young master, no... I think I will have to be in trouble next year? I have been having difficulties all the way, and I may not be able to save enough money in three years... Can you tell me, please do it and be eased..."

Hailancha frowned: "No rules can lead to a square, and it is useless to ask for it." He glanced at the whip mark again, "Unless you have a last resort."

When did Hailancha become so long-winded?

Hongchen lifted the curtain: "What's going on?"

A few guards over there came over, "Oh, Master Chen is here too?"

"Mr. Duan is in the car, what's going on?" Hongchen jumped out of the car. The guard greeted Honghui in the car, and then said, "I'm late... I'm not allowed to enter, I'll be stumbling here for a while." As he said that, he looked at the boy, "You kid, this is Duan Beile in front of me, I can coax you."

When the boy heard about Duan Beile, he was shocked and looked straight into the car.

Hailancha frowned, lifted the curtain and whispered to Honghui. Honghui then put down the book and pulled the curtain on the car window. The boy had already lowered his head in a hurry.
To be continued...