After Hei Ba finished the gossip, he went to receive Cen Xiaoyi, and his attitude was very enthusiastic.

However, Cen Xiaoyi didn't pay much attention to him. He looked straight in the direction of Xu Wen, and repeated the previous question: "Second test a year?"

"That's how it was intended. Xu Wen looked up at him, smiled and nodded.

Cen Xiaoyi was silent for a moment, and then showed a smile like a spring flower. He stood in place, bowed to Xu Wen from afar, and said, "Good spirit, then I wish you success in advance." ”

Xu Wen returned the salute as usual and said, "Accept your auspicious words." ”

The two waves of people staggered by, Hei Ba cast an apologetic look at Qi Zhengze, casually pointed to someone to come over to greet them, and personally accompanied Cen Xiaoyi into the door of the Ziyi Mansion.

"The quasi-virtuous son-in-law of the prefect is still a bit pompous, and the steward of a public office like Heiba also has to give him face. Qi Zhengze turned around with self-deprecation, both to explain and to convince him.

Master Yao didn't care, he shook his head, and was about to speak, when Qi Kun on the other side whispered to Xu Wen: "Why are you telling him this? Don't you know who he is?"

Xu Wen patted him on the shoulder: "No matter who he is, after I finish registering, he will know the news that he should know." ”

This does make sense, Qi Kun wanted to say something, but he shut up again.

Qi Zhengze heard their conversation, turned to look at his son, and frowned. Qi Kun looked at the direction Cen Xiaoyi left, unaware of his father's gaze.

The one who was unceremoniously called over by Heiba was called Zhao Mazi, a miscellaneous servant in the public office. His face is full of shallow acne pits, which are not too conspicuous, but they still affect his image to some extent.

He was even more enthusiastic about Qi Zhengze and the others, and he never straightened up all the way. No matter what they ask, he can answer as soon as possible, and those who can answer will know everything, and those who can't answer will be avoided in a very clever way, and he is not offensive at all.

Xu Wen listened, looked up at him more.

If this person hadn't been limited by his physical condition, he would have been able to reach a much higher position than he is now.

"In other words, Master Sun is already living in the public office now?" Qi Zhengze asked.

"Yes, my lord, Lord Sun only arrived yesterday, and it was sent by the prefect himself. At that time, at the door, the prefect took Lord Sun's hand and said for a long time, very reluctantly. Zhao Mazi said with emotion, "The prefect really values Lord Sun." ”

"Has Master Sun been living in the mansion before?" It stands to reason that Sun Boran should have arrived early, but he only arrived at the Ziyi Mansion yesterday, and Qi Zhengze asked casually.

"No, I heard that Lord Sun only entered the city yesterday, and the prefect sent someone to pick him up outside the city in person. When I was at the door, I listened to it, and he wanted to ask Master Sun to live in the palace, but Lord Sun refused. Zhao Mazi said with a grin.

As he spoke, he lightly slapped his fist and said, "The prefect also sent a small servant to serve Lord Sun, and when he left, he told him to serve Lord Sun well." ”

Xu Wen glanced at Zhao Mazi again.

Sometimes, people at the bottom will see a lot of details, but Zhao Mazi said it especially at this time, obviously there is something in his words.

In fact, there are many things that can be found through these details. The first thing Xu Wen noticed was that the prefect wanted to accept Cen Xiaoyi as his son-in-law, and he was so close to Sun Boran, the relationship between a scholar and a craftsman was too close, did this represent a certain wind direction?

And also......

"How is Master Sun in his mood?" Master Yao had been silent beside him, and then suddenly interjected and asked.

Master Sun had a straight face, without any expression. But he's always been like this, and he can't tell if he's in a good or bad mood. Zhao Mazi said with a smile, as if he remembered something, and added, "But Master Sun's hand is quite strong, and when he got out of the car, he slapped the horse's buttocks, which may have hurt the horse, so he ran away with the car." Haha, the prefect hadn't reacted at that time, but the person next to him helped him sit firmly. ”

Qi Zhengze and Master Yao glanced at each other and didn't say anything. Next, Qi Zhengze didn't mention the matter of the examiner again, but asked some questions about the accommodation of the Ziyi Mansion, Zhao Mazi knew a lot and spoke very carefully.

Soon they came to a courtyard with the gate open, and there were many people coming in and out, and they heard a commotion from a long distance.

"Just sign up there, people from all over the country have come recently, and there are quite a lot of people. ”

Zhao Mazi led them inside while introducing, and before entering the door, Xu Wen was hit by a person.

It was a young man of about twenty years old, and he was hunched over and holding a red brick to mark the stone pavement. He turned his back to Xu Wen, didn't notice him, and after hitting him on the leg, he straightened up and apologized embarrassedly.

"It's broken!" someone next to him shouted.

"No, it's an accident, I haven't finished painting yet!" the young man quickly ignored Xu and shouted back.

Xu Wen looked over puzzled, and found that there were more than a dozen young people gathered together, all of them about the same age, several of them holding red bricks in their hands, and looking at the person who almost bumped into him with a smile.

The ground in front of them was full of straight brick lines, horizontal and vertical, a bit of a mess.

"Fixed-line play. Qi Kun understood first, leaned into Xu Wen's ear, and whispered to him.

"What?" Xu asked, not understanding.

"A little game, often played by young disciples. Qi Kun explained.

The games played by the craftsmen and disciples are often related to their own profession, and the line setting is one of them.

The rules are very simple, and they test the sensitivity of the apprentices to the length of distances, sizes, etc.

Usually they take one or more dice and roll numbers on the ground to determine the length of the line to be drawn. Then the disciples involved in the game draw the corresponding lines, the others measure with a ruler, and the apprentice closest to the corresponding number wins.

The game is generally multi-stage, and the members who participate in the game will be given chips and other things, and the person who gets the most chips in the end is the final winner.

Now is the time to sign up, especially among young people.

On this occasion, it is also difficult for the masters to come out, and they have their own communication, and the young people get together to laugh and laugh.

Most of them didn't know each other before, and they all came to take exams, and on the one hand, the young people were full of energy to play together, and on the other hand, they couldn't help but have some competitive thoughts.

The set of the line is a test of the basic skills of the craft, and the game itself is harmless, which is the most suitable for this kind of occasion.

I don't know who started it, but a group of young people quickly started playing, got carried away, and accidentally bumped into someone.

Xu Wen swept his eyes, and sure enough, he saw three dice scattered on the ground, but he didn't pick them up, and the numbers on them could be seen clearly.

The young man who had just bumped into him was interrupted by an accident before he finished drawing the line, and he wanted to continue drawing, but the others disagreed and were arguing and shouting.

Xu Wen looked at the numbers on the dice, and then at the lines that had just extended to his feet, smiled, and did not speak.

He bypassed the group of people and was about to continue walking inside, when he was suddenly stopped by the young man: "You come to judge, I haven't finished painting yet, I just accidentally bumped into someone, why don't you let me continue painting?"

He also has a lot of strength, and Xu Wen can't leave when he pulls him.

He shook his head helplessly and patted the other party's shoulder: "Make a suggestion." ”

"Huh?"

"Stop drawing. ”