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Chapter 78

First he looked at the thirteen steps in front of him and smiled. Then he gently placed his right hand on the control button of the armrest of the wheelchair. Then he moved his fingers lightly, as if he pressed something, and then that

The wheels under the wheelchair began to change instantly.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the wheel began to expand, and then became a full circle larger than before, and the surroundings of the wheel became no longer smooth, but much rougher.

At the beginning of the change, many people couldn't help but open their mouths.

As for the wooden chair they had seen before, this thing existed as early as the Han Dynasty, just like Zhuge Liang used a wooden chair to accompany his army on expeditions.

But they had never seen a wooden chair like the one in front of them that could change the shape of the wheels at will. They had never even heard of it.

Under the astonished gazes of everyone, the wheel first grew stronger, and then it headed towards the steps, climbed up the first step, and climbed up without any difficulty, and then climbed up to the second step.

There are two floors of stairs, and then there is the third floor.

Su Shi is a person who can sit but cannot stand, and can lie down but cannot sit.

The wheelchair he wants to sit in must be as comfortable as possible, and he will choose whichever one is more advanced.

For wheelchairs like this that can climb steps, as long as you have points, there are many options in the system.

The wheelchair actually climbed up the steps without any human effort to push it. The scene in front of them blinded the eyes of many people.

Zhao Shishe stood up in surprise, causing the wooden table in front of him to almost be overturned to the ground.

"This is impossible."

Looking at the seemingly unreal scene in front of him, only one voice flashed through Zhao Shishe's heart.

This was a careful arrangement by him. Su Shi's original seat was not here. He arranged it deliberately after finding Yan Wuwo, just to make Su Shi look embarrassed.

But now it seems that instead of making a fool of yourself, it is clearly about showing off.

Zhao Shishe was shocked, and other noble spectators were also shocked.

I originally thought that the boy in white would be a clown, but what I didn't expect was that the clown was actually them, because they were ignorant.

It's because they have no knowledge.

Lou Yang followed Su Shi, feeling equally shocked.

All the thresholds of the Su Mansion were removed after Su Shi moved in, so he had no idea that the strange wheelchair the young master was sitting in had such a function.

That's right, it's a strange wheelchair. I don't know how many people have this in mind.

Su Shi, who was being watched by everyone, just climbed up the steps to a platform under everyone's attention, and then steadily descended the steps. From the beginning to the end, he had a calm expression on his face.

A smile like this, as if all this is nothing and it should be so ordinary.

"Huh! It's just a strange and obscene technique." Finally, Zhao Shishe's mind changed and he sat back on the chair with a normal expression.

That's right, the wheelchair is nothing more than a gadget. Just like when Lu Ban was alive, he created countless jaw-dropping things, but in the end he was just an ordinary citizen and would still not be fooled.

Noble people take it seriously.

Just relying on a wooden chair that can walk by itself doesn't mean much, at least it has nothing to do with Su Shi's own ability.

Many people thought like this, and then turned their eyes elsewhere, not wanting to look at Su Shi again.

Maybe they did this because they didn't want to look envious. But no matter what, Su Shi passed the first level of the test. The process was not thrilling at all, and it could be said to be very smooth.

However, even if it is the first level of test, there will be a second level.

Sitting there, Zhao Shishe had no intention of giving up. In his opinion, the show had just begun.

"Go ahead and inform Tong Yao that they can start." Zhao Shishe said in a bad tone to the servants beside him.

The servant left quickly. At this time, Su Shi also went down all the steps, came to the corridor, and found the wooden table with his name written on it.

Sitting in front of the wooden table, Su Shi in the wheelchair glanced around indifferently, but wherever he looked, no one looked at him, as if he was a god of plague.

It's like you will suffer a lot if you look at him in the eye.

Su Shi didn't take everyone's performance seriously. He already knew that those who could be in this area were officials of the fifth and sixth grades, and many of them were granted the rank of San because of their good background.

Officials have no real power at all.

Are they noble people?

Of course it is, at least that's what ordinary people think.

But in front of the real court officials, their rank is too low. They are so low that they don't even bother to say hello when they meet each other. It seems that by doing so, they are lowering their own rank.

But it is such a group of transparent people who are dispensable in the eyes of the officials, but they call themselves nobles, and they are still scheming here. Looking at the excitement, I have to say that it is also a kind of sadness.

Naturally, Su Shi had no interest in making friends with such people.

If a person looks down upon himself, what qualifications does he have for others to look down on him?

Su Shi simply focused his attention on the wooden table in front of him, thinking that he would find a chance to say goodbye after eating something for a while. It must be that in this remote place, it would be impossible to see His Highness King Jing.

Even so, there is no need to say hello.

Su Shi sat down, and when his heart was as heavy as water, a man wearing a purple brocade robe walked not far away and came to the corridor under the stars and the moon.

Song law stipulates that officials above the fourth rank are purple, those above the sixth rank are scarlet, and those above the ninth rank are green.

Those who can wear purple robes and enter, even if they are not in official uniform, needless to say, their rank is above the fourth rank.

As soon as the visitor entered the corridor, wherever he passed, there were sounds of fawning and greetings. Su Shi had a good ear and quickly recognized this person's name, Cao Ping, Cao Zhenggong.

Cao Ping's father, Cao Yi, and his aunt are today's mistresses, Empress Cao.

As the nephew of the current queen, although Cao Ping is only in his twenties, he has already held the position of Yuhou in front of the palace, and was promoted from the fifth rank general to the fourth rank. Only then can he wear purple robes.

that power.

Cao Ping is here. He is also the leading person in this corridor. He can be regarded as replacing his aunt, Queen Cao, to greet all the nobles.

With a smile on his face and a strong body, Cao Ping has the airs of a military general, and he is really decent. Especially the smile on his face, which gives people a very sincere feeling.

In fact, Cao Ping was indeed very happy at this moment.

Think about it, there are more than a hundred guests in this corridor, some of them are young, but most of them are older, but in terms of official position and power, no one can compare with him.

In front of people who were inferior to him, Cao Ping naturally developed a feeling of being superior to others.

My mood naturally becomes better, and I am more tolerant and can smile more.

"General Cao, it's almost time, can the show start?" Zhao Shishe, who was very close to Cao Ping, asked with a flattering smile on his face.

"Then let's get started." Cao Ping said calmly.

As soon as he nodded, Zhao Shishe reached out and clapped his hands a few times, and then a group of people came out from one end of the corridor and walked towards everyone in a lively manner.

The culture of the Song Dynasty was very prosperous, and officials in the past dynasties also liked to have fun with the people. Under good encouragement policies, the juggling industry also flourished during this time.

This time, one of the items for everyone to visit the park is to invite a lot of jugglers to perform some shows to amuse everyone.

The team walked into the corridor, some came on high heels, some came doing somersaults, some changed their faces as they walked, and some would spit out flames from their mouths from time to time.

Wherever the group went, there would be waves of exclamations, which seemed very lively.

Among this crowd, there was a juggler specially arranged by Zhao Shishe. He was Tong Yao.

There were not many entertainment projects in the Song Dynasty. Some powerful people would have people with skills in their homes. For example, jugglers were regular visitors, just to relieve the boredom of the owners. Sometimes distinguished guests would come, and they would also be responsible for adjusting the atmosphere.

Tong Yao was one of the jugglers raised by Zhao Shishe, and he was quite famous and had some skills.

Along the way, Tong Yao was walking among a group of people. Wearing a wide cloth, he would spread his hands from time to time and tell everyone that he had nothing else. Then the red silk in his hands would shake, and he would rub it back and forth, and a beautiful white silk would appear.

The pigeon will suddenly appear, take off into the air, fly into the air, and disappear.

Transform into a flying pigeon.

Experts call it "grabbing the pigeon", and it is difficult to perform, but as long as you practice more basic skills, you can still perform well.

Those white pigeons were also raised by Tong Yao. They seemed to have flown away, but they would fly back again soon to be used in the next performance.

Experts watch the door, laymen watch the excitement. Tong Yao's performance immediately attracted loud cheers from many people. When I saw it for the first time, my eyes were filled with curiosity. I felt that Tong Yao was very powerful.

Mysterious look.

Su Shi also saw Tong Yao's performance, but it was far from being revealed like other people's magic tricks in later generations. Many magic tricks are no longer so mysterious.

For example, this skillful transformation of a flying pigeon is one of the ten traditional magic tricks, and its principle has long been known to many people. For example, the large opera robe worn by Tong Yao is actually a big prop, and he is the one who hides the prop.

place.

Compared with later magic masters who wore simpler clothes and more sophisticated props, Tong Yao's tricks seemed a bit rough.

Even compared to the clay figurine Zhang, Tong Yao's skills were far inferior, but Su Shi still noticed him because he noticed that this man's eyes always seemed to be directed towards him intentionally or unintentionally.

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