Northern Song Dynasty, the third year of Tianxi, spring, slightly cold.

On the official road.

Kou Ji, who was only sixteen years old, dressed in a starched white robe with a slightly pale thin face, sat on an ox cart and tried to shrink his body into the tall goods, shielding them from the cold wind.

The man who was driving the car pulled off a sheepskin jacket from his body and threw it at him.

Kou Ji didn't dislike the strong fishy smell on the sheepskin jacket, and held the sheepskin jacket and thanked him again and again, "Thank you, Brother Zhang Cheng......"

"No need to be polite!"

Zhang Cheng, who was cold-faced and hot-hearted, replied coldly on his face.

A cold wind blew, and Kou Ji quickly wrapped himself in a sheepskin jacket and hid in the pile of goods again.

"Ahh

"Suck ~"

The sound of sneezing and snotting rang in Koji's ears.

Koji frowned, trying to pretend he couldn't hear, but his soft heart prompted him to sit up and shake the sheepskin jacket off his body.

"Put it on!"

The sheepskin jacket smashed on the body of a young man of about fourteen years of age, thinly dressed, with a blue nose and swollen face from the cold, and a long nose that was following the ox cart.

The boy wiped his nose, hugged his sheepskin jacket, and gave Kou Ji a warm smile.

"Young master, I'm not cold......"

The boy's name is Erbao, he has no surname, he was bought into the Kou family since he was a child, and he has been following Kou Ji, inseparable, and he is Kou Ji's scholar and long-term follower.

When Kou Ji heard this, he retracted his hands into his cuffs, glared at him, and scolded, "You don't listen to the young master's words?" I say you're cold, you're cold. ”

Erbao understood his young master's temper, and when he heard that his young master was angry, he shrank his neck in fright and hurriedly wrapped himself in a sheepskin jacket.

He didn't know how to say thanks, he just smirked at Kou Ji.

Kou Ji glared at him again, scolding back into the pile of goods.

Zhang Cheng seemed to have been paying attention to their master and servant, and when he saw Kou Ji throw the sheepskin jacket to Erbao, a rare smile appeared on his face.

He said with an ugly smile: "You kid is not bad, you will definitely be able to mix up in Bianjing City in the future, but you like to brag and have to change it......

Hearing this, Kou Ji was a little unhappy, he sat up, and said righteously: "My grandfather is really Kou Zhun!" ”

Erbao nodded on the side and said, "Our old lady is Kou Zhun!" ”

As soon as the master and servant said this, the people who followed the ox cart procession next to them laughed.

"If your grandfather were Kou Zhun, my mother would be the current queen!"

Someone followed suit.

Zhang Cheng persuaded him with good words: "Boy, relatives can't recognize each other. Do you know why they laugh at you? That's laughing at you for not seeing. Our Great Song Dynasty, who doesn't know, Kou Gong has no heirs.

If you want to deceive, you shouldn't use the name of Kou Gongzi's heir.

Outside Bianjing City, everyone only listens to it as a joke.

But when you enter Bianjing City, if you use the name of Kou Gong to deceive, you will be beaten. ”

Kou Ji sat down helplessly on the ox cart, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a smile: "You found ......"

As soon as these words came out, they attracted a burst of laughter.

Such a scene has happened several times along the way.

When people travel long distances together, there are always good people who like to ask about the purpose of other people's trips and their family history.

After Kou Ji truthfully told his family history, he was regarded as a little liar.

Kou Ji didn't argue.

He knew in his heart that he wasn't lying.

It was also after crossing over that he lived a hard life in Huazhou Township for a period of time before he figured out his identity and family background.

As everyone said, Kou Zhen really had no children in his life.

But when I got old, I moved the idea of accepting a slave.

And Kou Ji's cheap father Kou Li, who was studying abroad, was recognized by Kou Zhun because his parents died and he read well.

Kou Ji also rose with the tide, and became Kou Zhun's grandson in a flash.

A few days ago, Kou Ji was still fishing on the edge of Weishui in Huazhou Township, and Kou Li sent someone to bring a letter to him from Bianjing City, informing him of the incident, and also told him that his grandfather Kou Zhun had regained his appearance, and asked him to come to Bianjing City as soon as possible to enjoy his happiness.

Kou Ji almost didn't think about it, pulled Erbao, put his bags on his back and ran to Bianjing.

In his previous life, he was a poor ghost for half his life, but now he finally has an opportunity to be an official for three generations and a gentleman, and he doesn't want to miss it at all.

Of course, with his upstart status, it is impossible to go on the road with only one scholar.

When he left Huazhou, in order to appease him, the clan assigned him twelve loyal servants to follow.

However, less than five miles out of Huazhou, he encountered three robberies.

Twelve faithful servants are dead.

If it weren't for the time to flee for his life, he ran into this hundred-person brigade that went to Bianjing City, it is estimated that he and Erbao would also become the souls of the grass in the mountains.

It is precisely because he has lost the follower of the servant that no one believes what he says.

Lying back in the ox cart, Kou Ji didn't bother to talk to these people anymore, he half-squinted, and continued to fantasize in his mind about the life of the horse and eagle after Bianjing City.

The ox cart jolted along.

About an hour later, passing by a tea shed, everyone exchanged copper plates for a few bowls of tea, squatted at the door of the tea shed, mixed with dry cakes and gnawed on.

Kou Ji's master and servant were penniless, so they could only follow the kind-hearted Zhang Cheng and rub a bowl of tea and two dry cakes.

After simply filling their stomachs, everyone continued on their way.

Another hour passed.

A faint commotion came from afar.

Kou Ji, who was sitting on the ox cart with his eyes closed and pretending to sleep, felt that the ox cart had stopped, and suddenly opened his eyes, and saw a majestic city in the distance.

On the city wall that stands tall and more than ten zhang high, there are many flags, the green smoke curls in the city wall, and the algae top of the top corner guards the golden palace.

The city is majestic and majestic.

"Young master, young master, it's time to Bianjing! It's time to Bianjing! ”

Erbao pulled the sheepskin jacket and shouted excitedly on the side.

The rest of the people who were in a hurry also stopped to watch this majestic city with excitement on their faces.

"This time when you enter Bianjing, you must seek a wealth and wealth!"

Someone tightened the burden on his body and said firmly.

It resonated with others at once.

They nodded in response.

In a trance, Kou Ji seemed to see the scene of tens of millions of people rushing to Beijing to seek wealth in the later generations.

That's probably the charm of the capital.

Kou Ji slowly stood up, straightened his waist, looked up at Bianjing City, and said quietly: "This time I entered Bianjing, enjoy wealth!" ”

As soon as these words came out, they attracted a burst of laughter.

Zhang Cheng turned his head sideways and gave him a blank look.

"Smack!"

Zhang Cheng shook the leather whip in his hand, and the old scalper took another heavy step.

Kou Ji didn't stand still and fell into the pile of goods.

The closer they got to Bianjing, the lighter their footsteps became.

They seem to be eager to enter Bianjing City, want to witness the style of Bianjing City as soon as possible, and want to enjoy the wealth of Bianjing City.

Gradually, the city drew nearer......