said that they were going to Yongding Gate to watch the lantern festival, but Jiang Shu and Ye Chiwan did not set off immediately, but took a car to the nearby Zhengyangmen first.

Because according to Ye Chiwan, Yongding Gate is just south of Zhengyang Gate, which is one of the three southern city gates in the outer city, and it is not too far from Zhengyang Gate, and it will take less than half an hour to get there, and Cangtong Town is not far from Yongding Gate.

Instead of arriving early and waiting, it is better to have dinner in the city before going.

And what Ye Chiwan wants to eat most is the spicy pot of the Hunan restaurant on Zhengyangmen Street.

When the carriage arrived at Zhengyangmen, the sun was still high, and there was still a long time before dinner. Ye Chiwan instructed the coachman to park the carriage and pulled Jiang Shu into a nearby teahouse.

Neither of them had Yaxing who tasted tea, but they just wanted to rest and take a break from time, so they didn't go to the private room upstairs elegantly, and directly found a place to sit down in the hall on the first floor.

At this time, in the middle of the head of the teahouse, an old gentleman with gray hair was telling a story, which was Wang Shifu's "The Legend of the West Chamber".

Speaking of Cui Yingying's long pavilion to send Zhang Sheng, the following suddenly became restless, and someone asked: "Sir, then did this Zhang Sheng win the exam and reunite with Cui Yingying?" ”

"Even if you pass the exam, you're just a sour and rotten literati, what's the big deal."

Without waiting for the old gentleman to answer, a thin middle-aged man stood up and said.

"Then Your Excellency means—" At the door of the teahouse, a low and soft male voice suddenly came.

The middle-aged man turned his head to look over there, and saw that the person who came was dressed in a green shirt, dressed elegantly, and looked like a scholar, and his eyes suddenly flashed with deep disdain: "I mean, even if you pass the top prize, it's not a big deal!" ”

"Yikes! Lord Huang? How did you get here? The old gentleman who told the story recognized the identity of the person who came, hurriedly put down the plank in his hand, and greeted him.

"Lord Huang?"

The guests present expressed some puzzlement.

The old gentleman pointed to the scholar in green shirt and said, "This is the new champion of Ding Weike last year, Huang Shijun and Lord Huang." ”

“……”

After a burst of shock, everyone looked at the middle-aged man again, and their eyes were all full of sympathy.

The middle-aged man was just quick for a while, but he didn't expect to hit the muzzle of the gun all of a sudden, and his face instantly turned pale.

He is a powerless and powerless small citizen, and he has offended the officials of the court, and he is afraid that he will suffer......

Unexpectedly, Huang Shijun did not show any angry expression as everyone imagined, but looked at the middle-aged man with a smile, and said in a calm tone: "You are right, and this official also thinks that there is nothing remarkable about the high school champion." Therefore, the official decided that he must make some achievements and not let himself be mediocre in this official position. ”

After saying that, he turned to look outside and raised his hand slightly: "Childe, please inside." ”

As he spoke, a man in a dark purple costume walked in.

The man was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, with a handsome face and an extraordinary bearing, and his identity was extraordinary at first glance. It's just that between the slightly frowning eyebrows and the corners of his eyes, there is a little depression, as if he is enduring something.

Not too far away, Jiang Shu held the teacup lightly and looked at him quietly, faintly feeling that this resemblance was a little familiar.

But after thinking about it carefully, he was sure that he had indeed never seen this person, so he had to watch him and Huang Shijun, the new champion, walk up the nearby stairs leading to the private room on the second floor.