Tu Shi and Bao Jiwan embarked on the road to Yangzhou together, not to mention how smooth the journey was. There is no other, but because they are walking on the post road.

There is a post road and there is no post road is indeed different, Tu Shi no longer needs to overcome thorns and thorns, nor does he need to fight bravely to kill insects, and he does not need to sleep in the open. The thieves did not dare to harass, the wild beasts seldom approached, and when they arrived at the inn, they could not have rested, and the journey could not have been more comfortable. Originally, if Bao Jiwan wanted to do business in the surrounding villages, he should have taken the small road, but now that he is wide, he can't care about tossing the two money in a small fight, and the horse's hooves have never left the post road.

About five days later, the two of them arrived at a small town, which is the place where Bao Jiwan took root after leaving his black-hearted brother. Perhaps it is the relationship between the proximity to Yangzhou, the local architectural style has a tendency to move closer to the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, with white walls and black tiles, there is no need to highlight the style, and the style naturally exists in the quiet.

When she arrived at Bao Jiwan's house, Tu Shi praised her, and saw a vegetable garden in front of the house, and the neat rows of crops in the dark soil were delicate and delicate, which was not only pleasing to the eye, but also let the visitors know that the owner here was a thoughtful person. The hostess greeted her, twenty-seven or eight, plain face to the sky, but it is rare to have the posture of a middle-aged person after no makeup, coarse cloth clothes, sleeves are tucked, sweat on the forehead is crystal clear, at first glance, it looks like she has just put down housework, this must be the wife of Bao Jiwan. Bao Jiwan stepped forward quickly and grabbed her hand, startling her, and then she complained: "Why didn't you hear your old horse calling?" It was a mile away from here, and I knew you were back. ”

It's okay not to mention the old horse, but when I mentioned it, Bao Jiwan almost didn't shed tears, but only held his wife's hands tighter: "It's hard to say ......"

The woman saw Tu Shi who was smiling and not speaking next to her, her face turned red, and she hurriedly asked, "......Who is this?"

"This is my good brother, called Yu Qingfeng! Hey, it's rude, you go in and get some food, we're going to have a good meal! What about Rongxing? Bao Jiwan let go of his wife's hand, wiped his eyes, and walked into the yard excitedly.

"You don't look at the time, he's studying with the teacher in the school." When her husband was not present, the woman embarrassedly blessed Tu Shifu: "Brother Yu Qingfeng, you must be tired from traveling for such a long time, where is your luggage, I will take it into the house." ”

"It's okay for my sister-in-law to call me by name, I'm an adventurer, I have storage bags and no luggage. It's okay, you're busy, you don't have to call me. ”

"How's that going to work? Go inside and sit down. ”

After persuading Tu Shi to sit down, the woman walked to the horse that accompanied the two of them all the way, not afraid of the big animal scattering wild, took her husband's blanket bag, entered the back room with a sweet smile, and after a while came out with light makeup and a happy face (probably knowing how much money her husband made), and said gently: "I'll go buy wine, you rest first." ”

Bao Jiwan replied with a few sounds in his nose. He lay on a bamboo chair, took off his shoes and rested his feet on the small stool, like a big man, I don't know how comfortable.

At noon, Bao Jiwan's family had lunch with Tu Shi. There is no rule of "food and sleep", Bao Jiwan holds a bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, spitting and talking about the adventures of this day. When hearing the paragraph "Overlord Spider took Tu Shi's head in his mouth", Bao Jiwan's wife sighed and hurriedly looked at Tu Shi's neck, as if she doubted whether the head was sewn back to her body later.

Bao Jiwan's son, Bao Rongxing (this name was given by his father, meaning prosperity and prosperity) was very interested in hearing it, and his worship of Tu Shi deepened. When he came back from school, he saw his father and was kissable, but Uncle Yu Qingfeng just took out a wooden sword and lent it to him to play, and in an instant his uncle was closer than his father. This kid doesn't like to read very much, and he is crazy with a wooden sword that can be lifted, and he was dragged to the edge of the dinner table by his mother's ears.

Being looked at with eagerness and admiration, Tu Shi was a little embarrassed: "What is this, come, eat, eat!" Sister-in-law, eat more white jade chicken firs, next time I will dig a few dozen catties, let the old bag take home, and let you and Rongxing eat enough! ”

When he was full of wine and food, Tu Shi was about to say goodbye and leave, but Bao Jiwan couldn't keep it, so he had to tell Tu Shi to be careful on the road. Xiao Rongxing held the wooden sword given by his uncle and waved his hand with his father ignorantly.

NPCs can live a comfortable life in Qiankun, but players are looking for more exciting adventures.

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The old man left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.

Tu Shi felt that it was not only in March that he could see the scenery of Yangzhou, but when he came to Yangzhou, he felt like a warm spring in March. He wears a sword at his waist, facing a refreshing and pleasant soft breeze, walking on the bluestone road, looking at Yang Liu Feifei, he really feels that he is full of spirits, and there is always an urge to chant something, of course, the pitiful ink in his stomach can't even chant a fart.

Yangzhou, as the estuary of the Yangtze River, corresponds to Jiangxi, Fujian, and Zhejiang. Yangzhou Sizhusheng Song is endless night and night, may not be the richest state in Kyushu, but it must be the most extravagant, the most consumed state, no wonder the most military qualifications of the seven princes, Prince Gang came here to be a rich man with peace of mind. Yangzhou players like to wear silk, especially female players, who specialize in picking thin ones to wear, and the white skin looming under the silk is simply a crime. And there are a lot of Sven people in Yangzhou, and if you find a pork seller in the market, you may be able to chant two lines of poetry with you, and which beggar on the street may be the famous Xiucai of Sun Mountain. This state is close to the sea, and it is said that there are often Japanese pirates.

Tu Shi's first stop in Yangzhou was Qingmo City.

Qingmo City, the name is inseparable from the elegance of the literati, in fact, it is true, it has the top academy in China, Wutong Academy, which provides a large number of talents for the country in the imperial examination every year. In addition, there are also famous families who have been entrenched here since the founding of the country, covering the sky with one hand, and their style is extremely strict, and a large amount of funds have been allocated to open ethnic studies to promote the progress of their children's education, which also indirectly affects the local academic atmosphere. The only bad thing about Qingmo City is that the layout is too small, and it is not close to the canal, and the commercial activities are not developed compared to other cities in Yangzhou; Of course, relatively speaking, the smell of copper is less, but it can allow students to concentrate more on their studies, so as not to mix up the smell of fat powder in the land of fireworks.

Asked from passers-by how to get to Wutong Academy, Tu Shi walked around the street generously with his hands behind his back, and sighed that the folk customs here are different, even the passers-by are polite and polite, which is indeed very different from the southern barbarian land in Jingzhou. The most roadside shops are those who sell the four treasures of the study, or those who sell calligraphy and paintings, and there is a scholar in a long shirt who never sells and is calm and relaxed, and the style comes out. Occasionally, you can see scholars wearing shabby clothes reading in the tea house on the street, and it seems that a pot of bad tea can refill water for a day; You can also see the three or five scholars talking together and talking about the disadvantages of the times, and the tone seems to be that the whole Yongzhou is blind, and only by holding an important position can return the world to a bright future.

When he came to Wutong Academy, the doorman asked Tu Shi a few words and let him in, which made Tu Shi speechless, it seems that the rumors are true, this academy is rigorous, but the constraints are very loose, that is, the peddlers and pawns can enter the academy to feel the academic atmosphere. Ancient people attached great importance to the division of classes, there was an insurmountable gap between the peasants and businessmen, and the treatment was not the same, the so-called "courtesy is not inferior to the people, and the punishment is not the doctor", if the illiterate peasants and scholars say a few more words, the scholars may be furious, and feel that this husband is insulting; However, Wutong Academy is different, and it still adheres to the teaching policy of Confucius Sage "teaching without class", believing that everyone has the heart to learn and cannot judge heroes by birth, so it has opened the door for the general public.

The seowon is very large, with many independent houses with their own names, and each of them has students listening to the teacher's lectures. In the courtyard, there are rockeries, or ponds, or sycamores, the layout is ingenious, the ingenuity is unique, the sense of hierarchy and beauty is born, so that the small courtyards with the same pattern are different, just as different makeup can make the same woman have a thousand styles, it seems that the Wutong Academy really has a capable person. Tu Shi came to the "Shutong Courtyard" pointed out by the doorman and entered lightly.

The compound is not large. There is only one study room, and I feel that the area is smaller than the kitchen in my hometown, which is not suitable for a classroom. The doors and windows were open, and a woman could be seen painting in earnest. Although the woman didn't look up, Tu Shi still cautiously walked to the blind corner where the woman couldn't see, took a detour into the study, and looked at what she painted condescendingly, relying on being a head taller than her. She held a pen as thin as a reed pipe, and drew a fine brush, and a bird with delicate feathers had already completed most of it.

Tu Shi took a closer look and was stunned, he recognized this paper, the "blue bird" sold by Bao Jiwan in the novice village was ten cents a knife.

Yangzhou paper industry is developed, there are dozens of kinds of paper products, and "Blue Bird" is one of the lowest grades. This kind of paper has the smell of hay, is easy to damp and moth, and is easy to yellow and discolored, and is not resistant to preservation, and is known to the public because of its low price. There are scattered light cyan fiber bundles on the paper, but because of the backward technology, there is no residue of ground clean grass stalks, and the shape is like a bird, hence the name. It is mostly used as a letterhead, so some people are far-fetched, and take out everyone's poem "Pengshan has no way to go, and the blue bird is diligent to visit" as proof, saying that this letterhead of longing is not the blue bird between high friends? Although this remark is poor and sour, it is so poor and sour that it is indifferent and lofty, and it can be regarded as adding a bit of charm to the "blue bird".

But...... It's really hard to draw on this kind of paper. The fine brushwork is delicate, but on this kind of paper, the grass stem fibers are enough to ruin the overall beauty of the painting. The painting showed that the bird's belly was blurred by the grass stalks, and even Tu Shi felt that it was an eyesore, but after the woman finished painting, she blew gently like holding a treasure.

At this time, Tu Shi shouted: "Hey! ”

The woman was so frightened that she tore up the masterpiece that she had easily drawn. She looked back and found that someone was so close to her silently, so frightened that she put her hands against the edge of the tabletop, and then looked at the smiling person a few times, and screamed: "Tu Shi!" You're trying to scare me to death! ”

"Squad leader, long time no see." Tu Shi squeezed his eyes narrowly, and then took a fist.