As he spoke, Zhaocai was going to pull the small screen up. However, the arm she had just grabbed was pulled back by Xiaoping, and she subconsciously looked at the door in front of her.

Don't get up without permission, this is a rule that everyone knows about it, and she is no exception.

seemed to see that Xiaoping was worried about something, so Zhao Cai hurriedly patted his chest and said softly, "It's okay, the master blames him and the son!"

As he spoke, he pulled the small screen up from the ground.

Xiaoping was still struggling with whether to talk to the master first, but he had already been dragged by his arm and ran away.

Let Zhaocai and Xiaoping follow him to the street inch by inch, which is tantamount to warning him: some people look at Xiu and want to buy books and collect books or associate with those literati like last time.

So, what's the difference if you can't get out of Xu's house! I wanted to be angry but didn't go outside, but Xu Yixi still regretted it.

This time he hurriedly called Xiaoping to come, in fact, there was no urgency at all, just because he temporarily changed his mind and planned to go out to breathe, who asked Xu Heliang to speak, saying that if he went out, he would definitely have to take Xiaoping with him.

said to go, changed into a plain light blue robe, carried Zhaocai and Xiaoping, and drove the carriage to the street after a while.

Lifting the car curtain and looking out, Changsheng Street is still lively and prosperous, but it has changed its temperament. I still remember that the last time I came to this bustling Changsheng Street was in the middle of summer, but now it is the end of summer. There was a gust of wind blowing suddenly, and I really couldn't feel the stuffiness of some time ago.

Telling their carriage to stop at the side of the street, they got out of the carriage and told the coachman to drive the carriage back to the house first, and then they walked back when they had finished playing.

This Changsheng Street is very lively, and it is also very kind to Xiaoping. Walking along the street with Xu Yixi, she suddenly had red eyes. On this street, her mother held her hand and didn't know how many times, from childhood to adulthood, she took her to the street in the morning to set up a stall, selling those bamboo baskets that her mother had knitted overnight, and then going back along the road when the sun went down......

Thinking of his poor mother, who had passed away, Xiaoping's red eyes naturally rolled down a few teardrops the size of beans. Afraid of being seen by Xu Yixi and Zhaocai, she hurriedly shifted her thoughts and secretly wiped away her tears, and then accompanied Xu Yixi to go shopping.

Xu Yixi wandered aimlessly, but was suddenly attracted by a vendor.

It turns out that it sells calligraphy and paintings!

On the rough papyrus, there are pictures and exquisite articles. Without thinking about it, Xu Yixi picked up one of the scribbled but self-contained articles and took a look. If it weren't for Zhaocai gently clubbing him with his arm, he was afraid that he would have bought the article, because looking at Xu Yixi's loving appearance, Zhaocai knew that his son-in-law had been fascinated, and he had already thrown the master's words behind his ears.

Turning his head and glancing at Xiao Ping, Xiao Ping was originally staring at the calligraphy and painting in his hand, but after meeting his gaze, he hurriedly lowered his head and played with his fingers.

After all, she is just a girl, and she doesn't dare not listen to what the master commands!

In order not to cause trouble to everyone, Xu Yixi had to reluctantly put the calligraphy and painting back to the stall gently. As soon as he raised his feet to leave, he saw some literati walking towards him, who were the same people they met in the teahouse last time, but there were several people missing.

The four of them walked side by side, talking and laughing about poetry and articles, and talking about the imperial court recruiting literati to sign up, and the annual autumn test would start soon after, and so on, without catching the slightest glimpse of Xu Yixi standing next to the vendor two meters away and looking at them.

"Brothers, what are you talking about?Autumn test?When is this year's autumn test?" In the spirit of respect, Xu Yixi did not distinguish between high and low people, and called everyone "brother".

Hearing the sudden sound on the other side, the four poor literati saw Xu Yixi.

"Eh, isn't this Brother Yixi? Has your father finally stopped hindering you from studying literature?"

One of the white-robed young men came out in confusion, but was deliberately stabbed in the back with his hand by an older man on the left side.

This person is the person who satirized Xu Yixi in the teahouse last time.

Xu Yixi was attracted by the word "autumn test", and didn't notice the person's deliberate small movements at all.

For a while, the white-robed boy was speechless, retreated into the formation of four people, and lined up again.

"Brother, can you tell me the exact date of this year's autumn exam, I'm ...... too?"

Xu Yixi strode forward, anxiously tugging at the sleeve of the white-robed Xiaosheng, and the look in his eyes made it difficult for people not to tell him. Halfway through his words, he looked at Zhaocai and Xiaoping behind him in astonishment, and immediately stopped talking.

Knowing the day of the autumn exam, of course he wanted to sneak out of the mansion secretly, and then go to participate in the grand autumn exam of the imperial court, not asking for any title and then becoming an official, as long as he was allowed to participate, he would have no regrets.

The white-robed Xiaosheng turned his head to look at the person on the left again, hesitated, and finally told Xu Yixi the truth.

If you don't come out, if you don't meet these literati, then you won't know about the autumn exam. In order to thank the white-robed Xiaosheng for his kindness, Xu Yixi decided to invite them to the tavern for dinner. However, it was not done.

Zhaocai and Xiaoping's two pairs of eyes were staring at him, he was extremely embarrassed, he didn't invite him to eat, but the words were splashed out like water, how could he take it back, but fortunately, the four of them bluntly said that there were still things to do, so they all dispersed.

The afternoon was a long time, and I wanted to go back and count the days for the autumn exams as scheduled, but when I thought that all the books at home were confiscated by my father, I had no desire to go home.

Wandering forward, he saw an unkempt old man with a scruffy beard napping with his head bowed in a stall nearby.

Among the many vendors, perhaps the most eye-catching is this old man.

I saw that he was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his legs crossed, his white hair had not been tied, and he was scattered around his waist at random, and there was a dry vegetable leaf hanging on the white hair on the top of his head, sticking to the pale hair, his clothes were ragged and shabby, and several big holes had not been patched.

If there was not a wooden sign in front of him with a few crooked characters written "Selling Objects", if there was a tattered old porcelain bowl next to him, it is estimated that Xu Yixi would be a beggar on the street.

Gently walked in front of the old man and squatted down quietly, Xu Yixi was attracted by the things that the old man was selling—three or two scallop shell sticks, a few sleek and smooth pebbles, and a few small conchs.

I picked up a conch and looked at it, put it to my ear and listened, it was amazing that I really heard the sound of the sea. For a man who had never been to the beach, he had only read about these things in books, and today was the first time he had seen them in person.