Mao Feng gently knocked on the gate of the inn.

The wind was cold, but the hairy man was still standing straight outside the door, unmoved and kept his courtesy.

After knocking on the door a few times, he stopped moving and waited patiently.

After a while, the door was slowly opened, revealing an old face. Seeing the young man outside the door, the old man's eyes were full of vigilance and he was looking at him up and down.

"Experience?"

Mao Chang calmly took out his "ID card" and handed it to the old man in front of him.

The old man carefully compared and looked at the Confucian scholar in front of him.

"Zhao people?"

"Yes."

"Why is it a homogeneous accent?"

"The ancestors are in Qi, and the academics are in Qi."

"Come in."

Mao Shan saluted the old man and then walked into the house. The old man closed the door and complained: "Why don't you knock on the door? Or knock a few more times? Are you afraid that I will hear it?"

The old man kept talking, Mao Feng just smiled gently and said, "If the knocking is too fast, I'm only worried that it will scare my father-in-law."

"Ha, it's indeed a Confucian scholar in Qi..."

The old man was full of disdain in his words, but he brought him food to him for enjoyment. Mao Qian was very happy and hurriedly got up and bowed again.

The old man probably had nothing to do, so he sat in front of him and talked to him.

The firewood was burning. Under the fire, the old man's rough, thick calluses looked as if he was covered with a layer of light yellow light.

"Everyone came to Qi from all over the country to study. How did you go from Qi to Chang'an to study?"

"I went to see the adults at home, not to mention that this knowledge is spread all over the world. How can I study without leaving home?"

The father-in-law smiled and showed his mouth full of teeth, "You are a good person in Qi... In the past, I hated Qi people very much, especially those who went to study. These people did not know the world and did not know the etiquette. When they came to the post house, they dared to gather to abuse the Holy Emperor... Sometimes they said that the Holy Emperor was cruel, and sometimes they said that the Holy Emperor was wise and were full of food... If it weren't for the Holy Emperor, these words would be enough for their clan to punish them!"

"The Holy Emperor is kind and allows all those who come and go to live in the inn. There is no need to pay, just have a test... If it weren't for the Holy Emperor, they might not be able to live in!"

"You young people, you should throw you to the time of the King of Qin, so that you can see the consequences of talking nonsense... How great is it now. I can also taste the taste of meat from time to time, and there are no officials who wantonly whip it. If you are sick, you can go to the clinic... Every year, I will distribute millet, salt, and meat to old widows like me..."

Listening to the old man's feelings, Mao Chang smiled without an answer.

I couldn't sleep all night, the next day, Mao Shan bid farewell to his father-in-law and was about to go out when he saw a group of people preparing carriages and horses outside the door.

Late last night, Mao Shan did not find these cars parked outside the inn.

A very graceful gentleman walked out, followed by two servants.

This gentleman is tall, firm, and not very old. His eyebrows are locked together and he looks very majestic. The two looked at each other for a moment. Mao Feng hurriedly paid a visit. The gentleman signaled him to come up.

"Are you going to Chang'an?"

"Yes..."

"I still have an empty space in my car, get in."

"Don't dare to accept..."

"This is the elder!"

The man interrupted Mao Shan strongly, with the same accent of Qi. After saying that, he got into the car, and Mao Shan had to follow him.

Sitting in the car, the hairy man lowered his head, maintaining a humble look, and did not dare to look around and look around without squinting.

"You don't have to be restrained. I'm going to Chang'an to study like you."

The man comforted Mao Shan, and when he heard this, Mao Shan immediately realized that he and the father-in-law of the post must have heard it.

"Are you going to Chang'an to pay homage to your family? What position does your family hold in Chang'an?"

"My elders teach in the Imperial Academy."

"Oh... it's the great sage of the Imperial Academy, is it Mao Heng?"

"Do you know my Zhongfu?"

"Well, I met you, but I haven't seen you for a long time. I wonder if he is still fine now?"

Speaking of Zhongfu, Mao Feng is endless sorrow.

"Previously, Your Majesty sent someone to Chang'an to serve as the prince's servant, but I was unwilling to serve...I wanted to continue studying in Qi State, but Your Majesty sent someone to say: Your Majesty has already captured my Zhongfu, and if I don't agree, I will cook my Zhongfu... How could this be done by the emperor??"

"I know this when I have made great contributions to the country today, but this..."

Mao ran shook his head, his face full of sorrow.

The man opposite him chuckled, "It sounds like something His Majesty can do."

"But don't worry, Mr. Mao is kind and generous, and will not offend His Majesty easily. As long as he does not offend His Majesty, he will not suffer any hardship."

Mao Ran seemed to be talking. Along the way, he was complaining about His Majesty's behavior. For example, the officials in the bookstore set prices according to the people's clothes. They were dressed in ordinary and ragged clothes and could go in for free to study. For those who were slightly well dressed like him, it would cost a thousand yuan to go in once, which led to scholars in many places who could only deliberately wear some worn clothes in order to study.

For Confucian scholars who emphasize dressing etiquette, this is simply a great shame.

His Majesty also strictly controlled the text and issued a death order, requiring everyone to use the new text today, which is the text called Cang in the folk. If the old ones are used, or the Warring States Period, whether used for writing letters, annotations, or even copying, once discovered, they will be arrested and punished.

Even the ancient books passed down from the family must be copied in new words before they can be used to teach the family members. If they use the old version, they will still be punished.

People at that time called this kind of punishment a literary inquisition.

In addition to writing, Chang Liu also forced scholars from all over the country to say elegant language. In the past, they emphasized that they used it, but now they ordered them to use it... In any official occasion, they must use elegant language, otherwise it would be a serious crime.

Some sacrificial activities in various countries now must be reported to the local government first and can only be carried out after obtaining the permission of the temple.

Mao Chang said: "Your Majesty is trying to make the world one and use common language. I can understand this. We should not use such a cruel method to promote it. A friend of mine almost died in prison just because he used the original text when writing to his family... On the cool method, alas."

This is the current environment. The people's lives are extremely relaxed. As long as they are not illegal, they don't care about anything they want to do. However, the ministers and scholars of the clan are very hard. The many restrictions and laws are more severe than the other.

I chatted all the way and finally arrived in Chang'an.

Mao Shan got out of the car, thanked the gentleman, and then walked into the city.

The gentleman's car was parked at the city gate.

Lu Chan stood weakly at the city gate, his face full of vicissitudes and his eyes full of deep resentment.

It was not until the frame in front of him stopped and Ji Bu walked out of the car that Lu Chan hurriedly cheered up.

"Meet Ji Xiang!!!"

Ji Bu looked at him suspiciously, "Lu Jun?"

When did this guy serve as the city gate lieutenant? He still looks so haggard?

Ji Bu didn't say much, and entered the city after showing the corresponding documents.

Lu Chan saw him away and then sighed.

He has not lived well these days.

There are always rumors everywhere that he is lucky to be beautiful women everywhere and is extremely lustful. If it is just like this, it would be fine. He even said that he favors handsome men, and Lu Chan, who does not have such a hobby, was particularly angry after hearing these rumors.

These rumors were rumored in Chang'an, and even when he went to other people's houses, those people would prepare to serve him with beauty, both men and women, and his wife quarreled with him many times. Now he is not willing to even go back to his family.

What kind of traitor is so harmful to his reputation? You must have a limit to spreading rumors. You cannot spread rumors endlessly, right?

Wait, don't let me find out who is destroying my reputation behind my back!!

I must not forgive him!!

Some people have increased their face after being promoted, while Zhang Buyi has increased his seniority after being promoted.

At this moment, he stood in front of Ji Bu with a smile.

But before he could shout out the words "Ji Sheng", Ji Bu was already staring at him.

Ji Bu and Zhou Chang are different. Zhou Chang can knock down one soldier, and Ji Bu can knock down at least ten.

As a powerful general who fought with Xiang Yu during the Chu-Han War, the deterrence brought by his eyes was also full of strength.

"What's so arrogant about you, an unfaithful villain, here?"

Zhang Buyi was a little dissatisfied and looked at him with the airs of the prime minister.

"What's going on in Qi State?"

"Where is your Majesty?"

Ji Bu didn't answer him, but just asked calmly.

"Your Majesty doesn't know that you are coming so quickly. He is inspecting the people's conditions outside and will come soon."

Ji Bu nodded, and the two old shepherds waited at the gate of the palace. After waiting for a while, Ji Bu asked curiously: "Since you know that Your Majesty is not here, why are you still waiting here?"

"I am here because if His Majesty summon me for something, I will be able to appear before His Majesty as fast as possible."

Ji Bu shook his head, "No wonder you can be the prime minister. Guo Kai, who was beside King Zhao and Hou Sheng who was around King Qi, probably could not reach your level."

With the villain's laughter, Chang Liu appeared in front of them.
To be continued...