Chapter 50: The Road
"Here are some road dishes I have prepared for you to take with you. And a new outfit that you can wear again when you take the exam. Zhao Yu spoke softly and explained carefully.
"Okay." Chen Mo nodded in agreement, and took the package she handed over, as well as the four crockpots wrapped in straw paper.
This time, Chen Mo is not the only one who goes to the test to show his fame, everyone has a day off before they go, and they can go home to inform their relatives and friends of the news.
When Zhao Yu learned about it, he hurriedly prepared some road dishes for him.
The so-called road dishes are eaten when you are in a hurry, and each dish is heavy on oil and salt, so it can be stored for a long time.
Although Chen Mo went to a big car shop to rest on the way, most of the food provided in the big car shop could only be used for food.
With these road dishes, it can be regarded as a few meals that can be improved on the road.
"I'm going to be gone for at least half a month, you don't have to worry about anything else, just continue to do business in peace. If you are in trouble, go to the barracks and report my name to find Ma Cai, and he will bring someone to help. Chen Mo said as he parted.
"Well, be careful on your way." Zhao Yu finally admonished, looked at Chen Mo's distant figure, and sighed softly.
Riding all the way back to the barracks, the time was close to the curfew, and Chen Mo rested peacefully overnight, and the next day Chen Mo got up early to prepare.
He didn't have much to bring, and this time he wasn't alone.
In addition to his adopted son, there are also General Sun's distant nephews and nephews.
In addition, General Sun himself will accompany them.
Although Chen Mo and the three of them took the exam, according to the rules, he wanted to avoid suspicion.
can avoid suspicion, he just can't be an examiner.
He accompanied Chen Mo and the others to go, which also showed an attitude.
Let those officials who are examiners know that these people are his people, and he values them more, so he will accompany them.
In this way, in some more subjective evaluations, such as dancing knives and policy theories, Chen Mo's results are relatively better.
After all, General Sun came in person, and the officials in charge of the evaluation, as long as they didn't want to offend him, would write the results of Chen Mo and the others better as appropriate.
Of course, there is no first in the text, and there is no second in the martial arts.
Martial arts is not a literary exercise, if it doesn't work, it won't work, even if General Sun helps, Chen Mo and they can only take advantage of one or two evaluations at most, if they really want to get fame, they must also have hard power.
"Brother Mo." Xu Dabao sat in the carriage and saw Chen Mo coming to beckon to him.
"When are we leaving?" Chen Mo boarded the carriage with his things, found a comfortable position, sat down and asked.
Xu Dabao is General Sun's nephew, and this time he went with him to participate in the martial arts.
"I don't know, wait for my uncle to come." Xu Dabao shook his head, he was one year younger than Chen Mo, but he had a family sword technique and had been practicing martial arts since he was a child.
He went to take the martial arts exam this time, and there was a high probability that he could pass the exam.
After a while, Sun Shouren walked over and also boarded the carriage and gossiped with them.
Xingyuan Mansion is more than 500 miles away from the military camp, and although it is faster to ride a horse, it is inevitable that when you get there, you will inevitably be in a bad state after being tired of traveling and driving.
Since Chen Mo and the others are going to take the exam, of course, they should try to rest as much as possible before that, and don't be tired.
Not only them, but also the horses they ride on a daily basis should go with them at this time.
Although horses are provided during the martial arts, compared with the horses provided temporarily, it is naturally better to cooperate with oneself in daily riding.
So they had a huge procession, with four carriages and three tall horses.
After walking for a day, he found a big car shop to rest, and Chen Mo took out the road dishes that Zhao Yu had asked him to bring before, and shared them with a few people.
This dish is heavy on oil and salt, they are all martial artists, and they have been on the road for another day, and it naturally tastes quite good.
The next day, they were still on the road, and it was not until five days later that Chen Mo and his group finally saw Fucheng.
Xingyuan City, the capital of Xingyuan Prefecture, has a population of nearly 300,000 and is the most prosperous place in the entire prefecture.
There are many merchants who come and go, and they sell goods from other provinces and even other states here, and then buy special products from Xingyuan Province and sell them to other places to earn a lot of profits.
The walls of Fucheng are no longer as decayed and damaged as other county towns.
The ancient city wall, which has endured hundreds of years of wind and rain, has left countless mottles, but at a glance, the whole is quite solid.
The main gate of Xingyuan City is built incomparably wide, I am afraid that it will be six or seven zhang wide, even if there are countless cars and horses, it is not crowded.
Bluestone slabs are paved everywhere in the city, and each bluestone slab is quite smooth, and there is no half of the potholes cracked.
It can be seen that the prefect of this Xingyuan Mansion is most likely an honest official.
At least the money used to build roads, even if he is greedy for ink, he should not be greedy for ink too much.
"I have a mansion in this city, let's go there first." Sun Shouren instructed his righteous son, nephew and others.
Although he usually doesn't live here, he doesn't even live here.
But the house in the city, with the maids and servants used in the house, and the tenants of the manor and land outside the city, have already been given to him.
When the imperial court announced that he was transferred to Xingyuan Mansion to serve as the town guard, there were already people who were thinking about the way to come to him to give him gifts.
Before he took office, gifts and congratulations had been sent from all over the place, and everyone was afraid that they would be slower than others.
He didn't dare to say that he could remember the person who gave him a gift, but if he didn't give it to him, then he would definitely be able to remember it clearly.
The coachman drove his horse to a rather imposing mansion, which was five in and five out, covering an area of two or three acres.
There were not many servants in the mansion, only a few dozen, and Sun Shouren immediately ordered people to clean up the house and prepare meals.
But he did not stay here long, and as soon as his chariot and horse entered the city gate, he was invited to the feast.
The prefect of Xingyuan personally invited him, and he couldn't help but give this face, not to mention that he was still the main exam.
Chen Mo and the others each found a clean wing room to live in temporarily, and the servants sent all kinds of vegetables one after another.
"Brother Mo, do we want to do it?" After eating, Xu Dabao became interested and took the weapon.
"Forget it, I don't shoot with all my strength, I'm not your opponent, I shoot with all my strength, it's not good if you get hurt again."
Chen Mo shook his head lightly and refused, it was obviously impossible for them to go all out with each other.
In the case of relying only on skills, Chen Mo is far inferior to Xu Dabao, and his time to practice guns is too short, only half a year.
And Xu Dabao has been practicing sword skills for twelve years, and even if Chen Mo has some talent, he can't match his practice in winter and summer in the past twelve years.
And if Chen Mo exerted all his strength and pulled it over with one shot with his strength, Xu Dabao couldn't even hold the weapon steadily, and it was impossible for him to fight back.
Skill is important, but when speed and strength are far superior to each other, no matter how subtle the skill is, it is useless.
"Makes sense." Xu Dabao pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.
He knew that Chen Mo had 1,200 catties of strength, and it was more than enough to take the exam.
And he is only 700 pounds, compared with him, there is indeed a certain gap.
This is not a difference of 100 catties, but a difference of nearly double.
It's just too big, too big to be compensated for by skill.
"I'll fight you." General Sun's distant nephew spoke, and there was not much difference in strength between the two of them.
In the next few days, Chen Mo and the others have been cultivating in this mansion, and it was not until three days later that it finally came to the day of the opening of the martial arts examination.