"Driving... Drive... Driving"

On the slippery ice of the Bianhe River, the three of them galloped regardless of the danger, and the horses' hooves tied to the straw stepped on the ice, making one crisp sound after another, and the debris flew wildly, raising bursts of ice fog.

You must know that it is easy to stumble and fall into the ice cave when galloping on the slippery ice.

But the three of them still ignored the danger and urged the horse to gallop.

"Girl, I see, there's a horseshoe print in front, huh? There are also human footprints. At this time, a thin black man riding on a black horse turned over and dismounted, and his body was extremely agile.

After the black thin man dismounted, he squatted on the ground and looked at the footprints of people and horses on the ground.

There was also a pile of fresh horse manure on the ice, and the black and thin man was steaming hot after pulling it away with a horsewhip in his hand.

"Well, it must not have gone far, Brother Chen, get on the horse, let's chase after us." The woman in yellow tapped the horse's belly with both feet, letting the horse move away, and then frowned.

The innocent girl riding on a red horse raised her hands and covered her mouth and nose with her sleeves...

This is a truth that ordinary people understand, but he can't afford to stir horse manure around like mud, making the smell of horse manure all around, which makes people unbearable.

"Yes, master." The thin black man then jumped into the saddle and, together with the two women, galloped forward.

But after the three of them crossed the river, they stood on the riverbank, looking at each other, and they were dumbfounded.

Although the wind and snow are getting heavier and heavier at this time, I can still see the footprints on the ground, but the footprints are chaotic and in all directions, and the ghost knows where the man went?

"It's all your fault, so snooze." The woman in yellow glanced at the innocent girl and said.

"Sister, I... I... I sat in the guest hall all night yesterday, and I was so tired. The innocent girl said aggrievedly.

The three of them suffered a night in the lobby of the Zhifu Inn, and before dawn someone checked out and left, and the three of them had a room to rest, so the innocent girl sweetly fell asleep, and when she woke up, the person had long since disappeared.

"Let's go." The woman in yellow then stared blankly at the messy footprints on the ground, and spoke after half a sound.

The woman in yellow then glanced at the thin black man complainingly.

The thin black man bowed his head in shame.

In the middle of the night yesterday, the black and thin man once braved the heavy snow to explore the man's room, but he only dared to peep on the roof, but did not dare to enter the room, you must know that the person may be a martial arts master, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand, they also know that it is extremely sharp, almost if it is touched, it will die, and he will die next to it.

So the thin black man only heard the man's snoring louder than the other, and there was nothing else to gain.

The thin black man didn't dare to move, for fear of alarming the man, who knows if he really slept or faked it? If it's a fake sleep, wouldn't it be a big deal? So the thin black man was cold and tired, and at dawn, he actually fell asleep on the roof...

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A bookstore called Fuwentang in Kaifeng Mansion in Song Tokyo.

There are two kinds of bookstores in the Song Dynasty, one is a bookstore that sells books, which is generally called "book shop"; The other is the "bookshop for writing money", which has two main functions, the first role is located in Beijing, which is a bookstore for the examination of the Ministry of Rites or the officials who are candidates for the examination and examination procedures, and also serves the field and the collation, transcription, and roll call of the list and so on. The bookstore is not a yamen, it is a private shop, but it resembles a yamen, especially when it comes to the tribute, even more so, there will often be court officials in and out of the bookstore.

The second role is to be distributed in various prefectures and prefectures, writing complaints on behalf of people and assisting the government to verify the authenticity of documents.

Fubundo is the second type of bookstore, which is a "bookshop with written notes".

Generally speaking, the "bookshop households" have a more or less relationship with the officials of the imperial court, otherwise such a fat difference will not fall on their heads, you must know that the bookstore will not only get the money allocated by the imperial court, but also the fees paid by customers.

Especially when it comes to the tribute, the income of the bookstore will increase dramatically, and when the list is released, if someone wins the jinshi, then who cares about rewarding the bookstore with some money?

The imperial court generally released the list in the Ministry of Rites, but sometimes borrowed the book shop to put the list to roll call.

"What the hell is this weather? It was so cold that my fingers were almost frozen. At the end of the day, a small servant in Fuwentang shrunk his neck and sighed hard at his hands that were red from the cold, and complained while hawling.

"Jingshi is like this until this time, and you don't know it." An elder in Fuwentang smiled and handed a pot to the little servant and said: "The hour is almost up, it will be over in another hour, I can go home comfortably and comfortably, you warm your hands first, and after an hour, go home with the old man, and the old man will invite you to drink two cups of warmth and warmth." ”

You are comfortable, the little guy said secretly in his heart, this time there are more people from all walks of life than in previous years, and of course the bookstore also collects a lot of money, but he can't share much of it.

"Old Wangtou, how many people are there in this court ritual test?" The little guy hugged the kettle, felt much better, and when he was bored, he asked. Chinese bar

There is still an hour before Fubundo will no longer accept the family petition for late arrivals, and the list of promoters will be submitted to the Ministry of Rites, so there are almost no more promoters who come to deliver the family petition at this time.

"I don't know the specific old man, but according to my estimate, there should be no less than 3,000 people." The old king replied when he heard this.

"So much? In previous years, there weren't that much. The little guy smacked his tongue.

"Isn't it, in previous years, there were more than 2,000 people at most, but this year I don't know what's going on? Why are there so many moves? The old king nodded.

"The court has given a lot of relief." The shopkeeper of Fuwentang said: "Ruixue is an auspicious omen, this is the peaceful and prosperous year of my Heavenly Empire. ”

"Peace?" The old king looked around and said in a low voice: "I heard that there are still riots and bandits in the south, and there is a war in the northwest... How is it a peaceful year? ”

"Hehe" The shopkeeper smiled when he heard this: "What year did I have no bandits?" It's just some chickens and dogs, and when the imperial army arrives, it will collapse and kneel down to die. ”

"Hey, I don't know why they rebelled? The rebellion is going to rob the family and exterminate the clan, I really don't know what they think? The old king sighed.

"I have no food, no clothes to wear, and I can't survive, so of course I take risks." The little guy muttered in a low voice when he heard this.

"Be careful, be careful." Hearing this, the shopkeeper of Fuwentang was so frightened that he hurriedly looked around and said, "I was heard by the people of the court, I see how many heads do you have?" ”

Fortunately, it was snowing heavily at this time, there were few pedestrians on the road, and the court officials did not come to the bookstore, so it was estimated that they hid at home to keep warm.

"Da Da Da ... Da Da Da ... Da-da-da-da! At this moment, the three of them suddenly heard a rapid sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and the sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer.

"Phew..." A moment later, two knights, one tall and one short, ran to the bookstore and took hold of the reins.

The short knight was also okay, dressed in a long shirt and dressed as a scholar, but the taller was a taller and burlier figure, with a full beard, a wide-brimmed hat, a robe, a long sword hanging on his waist, a samurai dress, and a meteor when he walked, looking very powerful.

Who is he? Could it be that the southern bandits have come to Beijing? Everyone in the bookstore looked at this person in horror.

"Hey, Brother Han Ren, why do you want to do this? In case it is obtained by the inspection department, what else should I take the test? The short man had a Sichuan and Shu accent, and walked towards the bookstore with the tall man, complaining as he walked.

Horses are not allowed to gallop in the city, so as not to hurt pedestrians, especially for fear of being frightened in the palace, so the management of horses is extremely strict.

"If not, how can you catch up? Wouldn't you miss the hour? The tall man strode as he walked.

The tall "samurai" was Li Sanjian, who returned from Lingnan.

After Li Sanjian and Liu Anjie left the Zhifu Inn, the road became more and more difficult, not only was it snowy, but the road was also extremely muddy, so that the two of them rushed to the Jingshi Fuwentang for a whole day, and they missed the imperial court ritual test less than an hour.

In order to save time, after entering the city, Li Sanjian galloped with Liu Anjie, because Li Sanjian understood that he was held by the Inspection Division, and the result was that the horses were seized, and at most a few strokes of the spine rod were harmless.

Over the years, Li Sanjian's Great Song Dynasty Law has not been learned in vain.

At the same time, Li Sanjian found that fortunately, there was no one from the inspection department along the way at this time, and it was estimated that it should be due to the cold weather, and he went to the bed...

It turned out to be a move to deliver the family form, and at this time, the bookstore people heard the conversation between the two and understood.

What do you do with a long sword? Still dressed as a samurai? It's completely detrimental to the image of the reader.。。。 Everyone in the bookstore was disgusted at this time.

Li Sanjian and Liu Anjie then submitted their respective family petitions, official documents, and certificates of guarantee to the bookstore.

Xie Yuan? Guizhou Jieyuan? Lao Wang Tou took the document handed over by Li Sanjian, and after reading it, he was stunned.

It turned out that the person in front of him who looked a little rude was actually Guizhou Xie Yuan? No way? No matter how poor Guizhou is, it can't be like this? Could it be that there is really no one in Guizhou? The old king and the others thought in surprise.

However, Lao Wang and the others were taken aback for a moment, and after a while, they took the documents of Li Sanjian and Liu Anjie and did not use their pen to transcribe them, and their faces were expressionless and noncommittal.

Anyway, Xie Yuan also has to pay money, right?

"Uncle, what are you... Seeing this, Li Sanjian asked suspiciously.

"Well, it's getting dark, uh-huh." The old king said with a snort.

"yes, it's getting dark, hurry up and transcribe it... Oh yes. Li Sanjian suddenly remembered the rules of the bookstore, so he hatefully took out the remaining three pieces of money in his arms, slapped it heavily on the wooden table and said, "Hurry up and transcribe, don't delay the hour." ”

Although before leaving Guizhou, Huang Jian prepared a lot of entanglements for Li Sanjian, but Li Sanjian basically spent it all along the way, leaving only three pieces of money, at this time it was completely refined, and Li Sanjian didn't even have a penny on him, but fortunately he had returned to Beijing.