When the carriage arrived at the gate of Huishui County, the red morning sun hung high.

Zhou Bing took out the road and showed it to the soldiers who had harvested, and then entered the city, and the carriage did not go inside after entering the city, and stopped at the place where the carriage was specially parked.

Song Lingxue knew that this was the ancient parking lot, for example, there was one in the West Market in Huaihua Town, where the ox carts of the Seven Great Masters were always parked, but the parking lot in Huishui County was much stronger than that in Huaihua Town, not only spacious and clean, but also parked in an orderly manner.

The couple and the groom agreed to come back together in the afternoon, and went to the city.

Compared to the town, the streets here are simply too lively. The streets are also wide and neat, the buildings on the street are more magnificent than the town, and many of the shops here are in the front and back yards, which are very suitable for doing all kinds of business, or rent or buy, and live in front of the business and behind the people, which is really convenient and profitable.

Song Lingxue was thinking about how beautiful it would be if she had the opportunity to buy such a small building when she had money in the future, fortunately, this Dayong was not like the ancient times in her cognition, and there were no students in the family who were doing business to participate in the imperial examination, so even if she was in business at that time, she would not delay the career of her third son Shi Qing.

Song Lingxue thought about it, her eyes didn't stop, and she saw that the shops on both sides had already removed the row of doors and hung up colorful flags to attract customers to look at the goods in each store. A dazzling array of rouge gouache flower ornaments are placed on the most conspicuous counters, silk cloth shops hang colorful flower cloths on the shelves, grocery stores put all kinds of goods on the shelves, and ceramic shops bring out large and small clay pots and porcelain vases......

In addition to these shops, there are also many merchants and merchants carrying burdens or pushing carts along the streets. Those who sell fragrant powder beads, those who sell shoes, socks and hats, those who make dog skin plasters, those who sharpen scissors and glasses, those who sell oil and salt, and those who sell cold drinks and snacks......

Song Lingxue seems to have returned to her childhood, the first time she went to the market with her grandmother at her house, everything she saw was fresh.

Although Zhou Bing on the side was silent, he had already seen her look in his eyes, and when he saw her innocent appearance who was curious about everything, he couldn't help but smile in his eyes and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"There will be a city god temple fair in the county in two months, and our family can come and have a look when it's okay."

Song Lingxue suddenly heard the body and mind of the people around her, and she was a little embarrassed when she came back to her senses, they were here to do business today, she was a little like a playful child, she was patronizing and curious, and she looked at the east and west and walked much slower, not to mention the delay, and ignored the cheap husband around her.

But when I heard what my cheap husband said, I knew that he could see her curiosity, and deliberately said that he would come to the temple fair to visit the lively scene, also for her good, and couldn't help but feel a little moved in my heart, and then looked at Yao Dazhuang's handsome face, the mood was even better, I had been at home for more than a month, my dark and rough face was much better, my handsome facial features were more obvious, and my tall and big thread carving figure was simple!

Song Lingxue's heart was crooked, and a smile appeared on her face that she didn't even notice, until she found that the other party's deep eyes were looking at her.

Song Lingxue, who has lived for 30 years and has a thick skin, has become hot and dry for the first time, and turned red into persimmons.

"Well, let's ask, let's see where the White Crane Academy is? I can't find the place to save it, so I'm walking blindly! ”

In order to alleviate her embarrassment, Song Lingxue hurriedly opened her mouth and changed the topic.

"At the end of Willow Street in the West Side, it's not too far!" Zhou Bing opened his mouth and said that he had chatted with Shi Qing before at this time, and also asked the place, although Shi Qing had not been there, but he had heard his classmates mention it.

Although the White Crane Academy is not as big as the Qingyun Academy, it also occupies half of the alley at the end of Willow Street, as long as they find Willow Street, it is not a problem to find the White Crane Academy.

When Song Lingxue saw this, she knew that he had a plan in his heart, so she didn't talk too much, just let him go.

The gate they entered the city was Beicheng, and after walking west for less than half an hour, they arrived at the main street of Xicheng, bought two cups of tea at the tea shop on the side of the road, and just asked the shopkeeper to clarify the direction of Willow Street, and the couple went to Willow Street again.

Maybe it's time for the students to take a break, and when the two of them arrived at the end of Willow Street, they found that it was very deserted, and they couldn't even see a single figure.

There is only one house that looks like it has three entrances and is quietly located there, and there is only a gray plaque on the elegant and simple cyan gatehouse, with the inscription "White Crane Academy", which is simple, and there is no resemblance to "Yangfang Ten Noble Rooms, Famous Four Wealthy Families." "Half an acre of square pond is opened, and the millennium is learning from Confucianism." and so on.

Song Lingxue smiled with satisfaction when she saw this, this place is quiet and there are many willow trees planted on both sides, simple and generous looks like a place where the great Confucian lives, it seems that Mr. Zheng, the dean of the academy, is also an elegant person, at least on the façade, it is a composite Song Lingxue's aesthetics.

On the way, Zhou Bing told Song Lingxue some things about the White Crane Academy, so she knew that the colleges next to her needed to bring some gifts to visit Mr. first, so that Mr. had seen the students, and after a little test, he would nod and agree to enroll, and then take the formal apprenticeship ceremony and restraints, and then receive the certificate book and look at the dormitory, and then go home and wait for admission.

The White Crane Academy is the first need to go to the registration of a name, wait for the entrance exam, and then wait for the notice, if you can pass the apprenticeship, the rest is the same as the general academy, hand over the bundle and receive the things to see the dormitory, and then you can officially enroll.

After Zhou Bing knocked on the door of the academy, an old man who looked at the door asked the reason for the visit, and the two of them were led by a doorman of the thirteenth and fourteenth years to a main hall in the front yard to wait.

It didn't take long for another middle-aged scribe to come wearing plain blue silk and a Confucian crown.

At this time, there was nothing to do with Song Lingxue, leaving Zhou Bing to talk to the middle-aged scribe.

Song Lingxue was taken by the doorman to the corner door on the side, and when she entered it, it was a small garden, but there were not many flowers in it at this time, only a few rows of thin bamboos and some plantains, and there was an octagonal pavilion and an orchid garden about one zhang wide and two zhang long.

"Mrs. Law, wait a moment!" The doorman spoke in a crepe manner, and he thought that he had also read a book, so he was polite to Song Lingxue.

"Don't dare to be, I'm just a peasant woman, little brother doesn't have to be polite!" Song Lingxue replied with a smile.

The doorman smiled back, and left, probably not surprising that he had seen too much.

Song Lingxue was actually a little depressed, although they politely arranged her to wait in the garden, but when she thought of talking about business, she could only be present with men.

Even if she has begun to integrate into many habits of this era, she understands the status of women at this time, and Song Lingxue, who is a modern person, is still a little uncomfortable, but she has no choice but to look at the orchid garden on the side in a daze.