After saying that, he stopped staying, turned around and grabbed the railing on the side of the carriage next to him, and leaned over.

Zhu Changxun smiled faintly and got into the carriage.

After the two of them were seated, Cowardly Feather had already returned to the car, put the saber in his hand on the wheel in front of him, and scurried into the car neatly.

Then, wave the whip on the side and drive forward.

In the wide and bright carriage, Jiang Shu, who was already hungry, saw that there were indeed a few plates of delicate snacks and a pot of good tea exuding bursts of fragrance on the small table next to him, his eyes immediately narrowed into a line, and he unceremoniously picked up and ate and drank.

After suppressing the hunger in his abdomen, he noticed that the person on the other side had been looking at him with a smile, and his heart couldn't help but tighten, and he glanced at him and said, "What are you watching me do?" You didn't let me stay in the house for breakfast, saying that you had snacks on your carriage. ”

"When did the king deny this?" Zhu Changxun looked at her with a smile, "If you like it, just eat it, if it's not enough, when you get to Yunxiang Building, this king will order them to do it." ”

"No need, no need," Jiang Shu immediately waved his hand, "I'm not the sixth sister, so I can't eat so much." ”

After speaking, he stretched his arms and leaned back.

This leaning did not immediately touch the wall of the car behind him, Jiang Shu realized that he was sitting on a wide and comfortable soft side, and Zhu Changxun, who was the owner of the horse, had to sit on the side of the relatively narrow soft bench because his dove occupied the magpie's nest.

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, what was wrong with this person, she took his place, he didn't say anything, so he accepted it silently.

You know, the first time he sat in his carriage, he accidentally sat in his place, but he forced himself to squeeze himself to the side of the soft bench again.

Could it be that the sun is coming out in the west today?

Of course, Jiang Shu naturally didn't say this question in his heart, he just moved back, leaned on the wall of the car, closed his eyes and recuperated.

She didn't want to offend him by saying a bad word, and he decided to let the sun rise as usual. Otherwise, you will be the one who is not comfortable along the way.

The carriage bumped through the streets and alleys of people and cars for nearly an hour before it left Chongwen Gate.

Yunxianglou is not too far from Chongwen Gate, so the two got off the bus at the city gate and walked there.

As soon as he walked nearby, Jiang Shu saw that there were scholars wearing scarves and hats and Confucian shirts gathered around.

Among them, there are mainly young people, but there are also young people with immature faces, as well as old people who are over the age of sixties, and the age difference seems to be a little huge.

A look of curiosity couldn't help but appear on her face: "How can there be so many people reading here?" Are they going to hold some kind of poetry meeting here, or to meet friends in writing? ”

"No," Zhu Changxun glanced at those people and said, "They are all scholars who have come to the capital to prepare for next year's autumn festival." ”

"Next year's autumn?" Jiang Shu repeated in a low voice, turning his head to look at him, "Isn't there another year?" Why is it here now? ”

"Most of the qualified scholars will choose to arrive a year in advance to prepare for the exam with peace of mind." Zhu Changxun said with a light smile.

"So that's the case," Jiang Shu muttered in a low voice, and was about to ignore it anymore, when he suddenly thought of something again, and paused, "No, isn't this imperial examination once every three years, and it just finished last year, why do you have to take it again next year?" ”