Xu Wen took the wooden box and walked back to the Ziyi Mansion with a few people from Jingying Mansion.

No, now they're also members of the Western Desert team, supernumerary members.

However, Xu Wen didn't think much about it now, he grabbed the box in his hand, and resisted the urge to open it now.

He actually knew what was inside. Qin Lianying said modestly, but the so-called "little experience" should already include "lifelong learning".

The lifelong learning of a royal first-class craftsman is undoubtedly an extremely precious secret, but what Xu Wen cares more about is the things hidden behind the scenes, the "person" hidden behind them.

Master did not cut off contact with me because he was forced to leave Xiaoheng Village again, but he still missed me......

And, if you talk about it like this, the direction they go is the same as mine, that is, when they reach the Western Desert, they can meet again?

If you're lucky, maybe you don't need to go to the West Desert, you can meet it halfway?

It's not early now, the ancient people went to bed early, and many lights in Jincheng have been extinguished.

But there are always those who sleep late, and the faint flickering light from the paper window or wooden window seems to bring a lot of warmth, making Xu Wen comfortable from the inside out.

Winter is coming, but it doesn't feel so cold.

He thought with a smile as he stared at the dim light on the paper window.

"Why do you suddenly look so happy?" Lin Xie suddenly turned his head to look at Xu and asked.

"Can you see that?" Xu Wen touched his face and touched the upturned corners of his mouth.

"It's so obvious. Smiling so happily, did you think of your beloved girl?" Lin Xie asked with an eyebrow.

"It's not. Xu Wen denied it, but at the same time, a slightly slender shadow suddenly passed through his mind. He forcibly suppressed this feeling, shook his head and said, "No, I remembered my master." Didn't I leave the teacher, because of some things, the master and they also left their hometown and went to other places. I thought they were going to lose contact like this in the future, but I didn't expect that they were actually going to the West Desert, and maybe they would meet them again when they turned back to that side!"

In fact, he didn't need to say these words to Lin Xie, but he still couldn't help but say them, and when he said them, joy almost jumped out of his eyes.

"I'm going to serve, too. Lin Xie glanced at him and couldn't help but pour cold water on him.

"No!" Xu Wen smiled and immediately retorted.

"Everyone in the Great Zhou has their own origins, and they have to be guided in and out, and they cannot be moved at any time. In particular, the artisan households are strictly managed by the imperial court, and once they enter the artisan family, they cannot leave for life for life, and it is impossible for them to leave their original place of origin to other places without permission. And the only opportunity for craftsmen to go to other places is to serve. Lin Xie said calmly, he didn't mean to be on the bar, he was just telling Xu to ask about it.

"No, there are some things you don't know. Xu Wen shook his head and retorted.

Lian Tianqing was out of the craftsman's registration, and the craftsman household management system could not take effect on him, as long as he got the road guide through other means, he could pass around freely.

And now it seems that Lian Tianqing is by no means the kind of ordinary craftsman who cowered in a small mountain village, his identity is unknown, and his origin is unclear, but he knows more people than Xu Wen imagined, and his ability is greater than he imagined.

Leaving Jiangnan Road may be because of who he wants to avoid, but the destination is the Western Desert, which must have been chosen by himself.

However, combined with Lin Xie's words, he suddenly thought of another thing and asked, "Is it difficult to get out of the artisan household?"

"It's not hard, it's simply impossible. Lin Xie said without hesitation, very sure.

Lin Xie didn't explain, but Xu Wen was also reminded and suddenly realized this matter.

The hukou system is the fundamental system of a country, and unless it is reformed from the bottom down, it is difficult to make special changes.

As far as Xu Wen knows, the artisan household system of the Great Zhou Dynasty has indeed undergone some reforms in recent years, and now it seems that there is a trend of further reform, but the abolition of craftsmen and the like is unlikely to occur in a short period of time.

Without large-scale reforms, how did small-scale, or rather individual, exceptions emerge?

What happened in between?

Why did the imperial court give Lian Tianqing such a special treatment?

Xu Wen suddenly became a little curious.

But curiosity is curiosity, he only planned to write it down and ask his master when the time came, and he didn't plan to discuss this matter with Lin Xie.

"You've been walking for so long, are you tired, do you want to rest for a while?" Xu Wen retracted his mind and cared about Lin Xie.

"It's a little bit of a road, and it's okay now. Lin Xie said.

Xu Wen looked at the others around him, and everyone shook their heads, indicating that they were fine.

Among the people who came from Jingying Mansion this time, there were five other than Lin Xie, Xu Wen didn't speak just now, and they were all quiet and silent.

Xu Wen realized that he was too happy just now, and he didn't have time to introduce it, and secretly warned himself in his heart: I was too forgetful......

"Are you Brother Dilindi?" asked Xu Wen, looking at one of the square faces.

When he was in the Prayer Water Hall before, Di Lin and his group were not particularly polite to him, but Xu Wen still had a good impression of Di Lin himself.

Many people in the West Desert team were illiterate, and they were a little overwhelmed when they first took on the task. At that time, Dilling stood by, reading them one by one, and occasionally explaining a few sentences, expressionless but very patient.

From that time, Xu Wen had a very good impression of him.

"Yes. Dearing replied succinctly.

In less than half a day, the identities of the two changed, and his expression was a little uncomfortable. However, he only paused slightly, and began to take the initiative to introduce: "I am from the Jingying Prefecture Style Division, a native of the capital. Jiang Dongchen mud water division, a native of southern Guangdong. Monkey Painting Division, a native of Qincheng in the Western Desert. Han Maniac is also a native of Qincheng in the Western Desert, and he is a member of the Wazuo Division. Qikan Damusi, like you, is from Jiangnan. ”

In a few words, the introduction is very detailed.

"You're not from the same place?" Xu asked, a little surprised.

He is not talking about a place, of course, not his place of origin, but the department to which they belong in the Jingying Prefecture.

Of course, multi-departmental collaboration is common for agencies like this, but they were not sent out this time to build a house, but to conduct field surveys. Listening to the names of these departments, it is normal for the style department where Dilling is in charge, why would so many various departments be sent?

"We are still in the preparatory division, and the last assessment before coming out, we all passed the test and were assigned to the above divisions. If we successfully complete the mission this time and go back normally, we will be separated from each other. "Dilling is aware of the change in identity and answers all questions.

Xu Wen immediately understood, which meant that they were still on probation and were about to become regular.

"How long do you usually stay in the Preparation Division?" asked Xu.

"It ranges from three to five years, and the oldest one hasn't been turned a regular for ten years. Dilling said.

I haven't turned positive for ten years, and I guess it's rare to turn positive in this life.

In fact, this is equivalent to not passing, but replacing expulsion with marginalization.

But at the same time, he was also a little surprised, although the people from Jingying Mansion lost the game this time, it was still obvious that the strength of each of them was very strong, more than one step ahead of the Ximo team. Moreover, the Ximo team was able to win this time, mainly because they had trained fiercely for a while before, and the place where everyone in Jingying Mansion was good was not here.

As a result, they are not yet a regular army, just a reserve?

"After entering the Jingying Mansion, everyone began to be graded, and when they reached the third level, they could enter the divisions. There are a total of 365 items in the third-level assessment, and it takes time to complete these projects. Dilling said.

"Three hundred and sixty-five!" Xu Wen was taken aback, and then asked, "How long did it take you to complete so many projects?"

The few here are more consistent in this regard, basically about three years, only a little difference in months and days.

Xu asked to see their age, most of them were around thirty, and they were in the prime of life. These two points are enough to show that they are definitely the best in the new generation, and they must have a bright future if they stay in Jingying Mansion.

Outcome......

"You all went to the Western Desert voluntarily?" Xu asked.

"Yes. Dearling glanced at the others and nodded in reply.

"Now it seems that the team of the Western Desert is inseparable from the relationship between the Inner Pavilion, aren't you afraid that when you go back, you won't be able to go to the divisions and turn around?" Xu Wen asked solemnly.

"We've figured it out. Dilling didn't hesitate and replied quickly.

His expression was equally solemn, and his expression was very determined. Several others nodded, apparently after much deliberation.

Xu Wen stopped and looked at them, as if he saw a row of aspen trees growing upright and growing upright on the riverside.

"Let's go. He laughed and said.

Lin Xie looked a little surprised for some reason. He followed, two steps late to follow, with a thoughtful expression.