A small post house, a table of side dishes, Bai Song stared at a plate of peanuts and smacked oil flowers, the old god was there, it was very pleasant.

Thinking about it, the initial planning was effective, and there were guards around him, which was indeed a lot more reassuring, otherwise it would not be so easy to get out of danger if he was trapped in the mountain bandit camp this time.

The white bee didn't eat, his eyes looked around vigilantly, and his expression was very nervous.

This little girl is very arrogant on weekdays, but this time it was her dereliction of duty to let Bai Song fall into the hands of the enemy. Bai Song is not to blame, but she herself is angry. Everyone's existence has its own meaning, and White Bee gradually found that there were many masters around Bai Song, but now he couldn't find his own meaning.

"Don't be so nervous." Bai Song whispered.

White Bee frowned and casually drank a glass of wine to show that he was not nervous.

Bai Song also looked around, and the most obvious feeling after entering Yongzhou was that there were more literati around.

Emphasizing literature over military force is the main theme of the times, and the court implements a literary style, and the closer it is to Chang'an, the denser the literati become. On the contrary, the closer you get to the capital, the lighter the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes, and there are always three or five people dressed up in the official roads and post houses before, but there is not a single one in the post house here.

The only person who looks like a person in the rivers and lakes is the white bee next to Bai Song, and he is looking at the surroundings with sneaky eyes, which makes all the literati in the audience very nervous, and they all avoid Bai Song's table and sit far away.

Now it's still far away from Chang'an, and pedestrians on the road are afraid of white bees, and when they arrive in Chang'an City, they don't become the focus of everyone when they walk on the street?

Bai Song didn't want to be stared at everywhere he went, so he had to change his outfit.

Bai Song stared at the white bee for a long time, and looked at the hair in the white bee's heart, and stared at Bai Song suspiciously: "You...... What are you looking at me all the time? Needless to say, what happened before was my problem, and I promise it won't happen again. ”

"At such a young age, why is the murderous aura in his eyes so heavy?" Bai Song said something matteringly, then pinched his chin, reached out and picked up the scattered hair of the white bee's sideburns, and gently, somewhat affectionately, helped her to the back of her ear, revealing a small crystal earlobe.

The white bee's brows furrowed more and more, but there was also a hint of redness, but there was no movement.

Bai Song unhurriedly, he brushed up the hair on the other side, then took off his headscarf, tied it to the white bee very neatly, and simply arranged it into a little scholar's ball head.

Bai Song gently pinched the white bee's chin and twisted his face in front of Sang Sang: "Look, don't you look like a scholar?" ”

Sangsang blinked, and shook his head again, obviously not quite like it.

Bai Song frowned, looked at it seriously for a while, and said to himself: "It's not quite like it, but it's better than the murderous appearance before, in the future, in the capital, with your eyes, we will soon be noticed." ”

Only then did the white bee understand what Bai Song meant, wrinkled his nose, and said in his heart that he didn't know what to do.

"Remember Mozhu? Look at people, they are born to be undercover agents, to be shopkeepers, from the inside to the outside, how can they have the fairy spirit when they rescued us out of the water before. You have to learn from her, be more varied, and at your age, you should be able to understand it at one point. ”

"I ...... I'll give it a try. ”

Bai Bee's brows twisted, looked left and right, got up and moved to Bai Song's side and sat down, learning the posture of a little woman who looked out of nowhere, holding Bai Song's hand, tilting her head and gently leaning on Bai Song's shoulder, and whispering, "Do you want to do this?" ”

The corners of Bai Song's mouth twitched, and he pushed her away: "When you arrive in the capital, you can be my scholar, with your age is quite appropriate." ”

White Bee didn't object, but he felt that he was a girl's family, and it seemed a little weird to pretend to be a boy.

"Big Brother Bai, what about me?" Sang Sang blinked, thinking that White Bee was a scholar, and he should always have an identity.

"You, of course, my little daughter-in-law who has not passed through the door."

When Sang Sang heard this, his face was red to the base of his neck, and he bowed his head and said nothing.

Bai Song ate peanuts, and said: "The little girl of the Qu family went thousands of miles to Beijing to take care of her fiancé who is a talented showman, and the woman is diligent and hardworking, and the male is a cantilever beam, studying and studying, and after a year of high school, she returned to her hometown, and finally she married the little girl of the Qu family in a sedan chair, and since then she has loved each other and given birth to a bunch of big fat boys." When such a story spreads, it will definitely be passed down through the ages and become a good story. ”

"Big Brother Bai, don't make it up, shame yourself to death!"

White Bee interrupted: "I believe in the woman's diligence, but the man's cantilever strangle?" It's good not to miss fireworks Willow Lane! ”

Bai Song's face darkened, and he shaved Xiao Nizi's skull: "Rebellion!" Dismantle the master's platform! ”

A few people talked and laughed and ate, seeing that dusk was approaching, they went to the merchants near the post house to buy a small man's clothes, and dressed up the white bee carefully, and when they returned to the post house, the person had become a little scholar of Peugeot.

……

Five days later, a group of three people in a carriage could finally look at Chang'an City, the thousand-year-old capital.

"The horses on the Chang'an Ancient Road are late, and the high willows are neighing. Outside the sunset island, on the autumn wind plain, the eyes are broken for four days.

Guiyun is gone without a trace, where is the early stage? He is unfamiliar with the drunkard, not like when he was a teenager. ”

On Chang'an Road, Bai Song walked out of the carriage, stood beside the white bee, opened his arms and embraced the shadow of the ancient city in the distance, and the rows of weeping willows greeted each other, helping the wind to move, it was actually a great poetry.

Pedestrians on the left and right watched, but no one knew how to appreciate it, only the sound of a horse's nose seemed to echo enthusiastically.

"Chang'an City! I'm coming! ”

Bai Song shouted with a bit of madness, like a hillbilly who had never seen the world.

But no one understood Bai Song's inner excitement.

The thousand-year-old capital has experienced countless changes in the dynasties of emperors and generals, and only when you step into Chang'an City can you really enter the long river of history.

The style of Chang'an is like the bright moon and fireflies in Jixian County, and the on-face city wall alone is four or five times higher than that of Jixian County.

Pedestrians outside the city are constantly flowing, and there is an endless stream of people coming in and out, even though it is now past noon, it is still very congested in front of the Yanxing Gate in the east.

Bai Song waited in line to enter the city for a full hour, and was cut into the queue by five or six unknown sedan cars, and he didn't know whose big man it was?

"Sangsang, where do you want to play? Big Brother Bai will take you for a walk. ”

"Brother Bai, today is the last day of enrollment and registration, you should go to register first after entering the city, how can you think of anything else?"

"Then sign up and play."

As he spoke, a soldier guarding the city lifted the curtain and looked inside, and when he saw Bai Song and Sangsang, he waved his hand and motioned for a few people to enter.

After passing through the road into the city more than ten meters, I didn't have time to appreciate the prosperity of Chang'an Market, and a familiar figure had already waited at the city gate.

"Bai Gongzi! How did you get there? ”

Dressed in white, with red makeup on her face, the delicate and eye-catching girl at the city gate is Qing'er, who has not been seen for more than a month.

Qing'er entered the capital earlier to arrange, and now she has just opened the first Mobai Qianzhuang Beijing branch, in order to welcome Bai Song to the capital, Qing'er has been waiting in Dongcheng for three days.

"Qing'er, I haven't seen you for more than a month, and you are getting better and better."

Qing'er was really anxious, how could she have the kung fu to talk to Bai Song and beckon: "Bai Gongzi, hurry up, I'll send you to enroll in the school, and you will miss it after dusk." ”

Qing'er was still waiting for a carriage beside her, Mo Zhu got out of the carriage and jumped on Bai Song's carriage: "The owner has cleared away, I'll take them to the place where they stay." ”

Bai Song didn't like such a hurried state, but when he saw that Qing'er seemed to be ready for everything, he didn't say much, greeted Sangsang and went to Qing'er's car.

Qing'er followed the car closely, and immediately said hello, and the coachman rode to the place where he signed up.

The carriage went all the way west to Yongning Fang in the city.

From afar, I saw a long queue on the main street, full of neatly dressed scholars, and on the courtyard at the end of the procession, there was a sign "Yongxing Academy".

Yu Shinan alias Yu Yongxing, Yongxing Academy is named after Yu Shinan alias, and it is obviously the academy of the famous Three Dynasties scholar Yu family.

Zhenguan five years, Yu Shinan has passed the age of seventy, many resignations but was not allowed by Emperor Taizong, now concurrently serve as a writer, a bachelor of Hongwenguan, a secretary and a young eunuch, ignoring political affairs, peace of mind opened a academy, preaching and teaching, it is also a relatively comfortable life in old age.

There are dozens of academies in Chang'an City, including private schools founded by major families and courtiers, as well as some academies run by famous teachers and Confucians.

This is different from the academy that Bai Song thought did not recruit students during the Zhenguan period.

Among the many academies, the first place is naturally the royal academy founded by the royal family for the children of the emperor's relatives and courtiers to study.

In addition to the Royal Academy, the second place is the Yongxing Academy, which is taught by Yu Shinan himself.

Yongxing Academy recruits children from prestigious families all over the country, and also recruits poor families with practical learning in the world.

It's just that it's very difficult to join, and I've heard that there are a lot of exams to get into.

As far as Bai Song saw at a glance, it was estimated that there were no less than 100 literati queuing, and he didn't know when it would have to be.

"Bai Gongzi, this is it, you go and sign up, Qing'er is waiting for you on the side."

Bai Song answered, got out of the carriage, and lined up at the end of the line.

Coincidentally, as soon as Bai Song lined up in the line, a group of students poured out from Yongxing Academy.

Looking at their dejected appearances, I don't know what they have experienced?

Bai Song patted his predecessors and asked, "What's wrong with those people?" ”

As soon as the predecessors turned around, Bai Song screamed.

I saw that the book in front of the team was as pink as jade, very peugeot, with a creamy posture, with a hint of sickness in his eyebrows and eyes, soft and timid, like a flower.

Bai Song often feels that his appearance is too feminine, more good-looking than handsome, but compared with this little student, he really understands what it means to be truly beautiful.

Where is this a man, it's clearly a girl dressed as a man!

Bai Song didn't know how many girls dressed as men he had seen, but it was not surprising to think about it, ancient women had difficulty moving when they went out, and sometimes, dressing up as a man was a last resort.

This must be a girl from a big family who wants to ask a famous teacher to learn, so she pretends to be a man.