In the bright study, Feng Xue stood in front of the desk, constantly writing down the words one by one, copying the textbook for the convenience of engraving, he would choose a brush, but like these hidden learnings that would only spread among a few disciples, he would naturally choose a smoother and faster charcoal.

However, unlike the previous copying, at this time his legs were slightly apart, squatting there in a weird, similar to a horse's step, accompanied by the action of copying, his body was also slightly undulating, if you look closely, you will find that the skin on his body is slightly wriggling, the green tendons rise and fall, and even the complexion is constantly circulating back and forth between ruddy and pale.

"Childe, the convoy into Beijing is ready. The maid's voice sounded from outside the door, Feng Xue's hand paused slightly, but did not stop there, and only after the muscles on his body once again completed a fluctuating cycle from the tips of his toes to the back of his head, he let out a long breath of turbidity.

"Hoo ......"

In winter, the weather is cold and frozen, even in this prince's mansion, the temperature is inevitably a little low, and the breath outlet condenses into a white mist, flying out three feet away before slowly dissipating.

"Got it. Feng Xue opened her mouth to answer, and a maid came in with warm water, waiting for Feng Xue to wash off the carbon marks, change her clothes, and then take a stove and add charcoal, and then walked towards the outside of the mansion together.

Winter, for civilians, in fact, is no different from hibernation, there is no life in winter, the weather is cold and easy to get injured, food is more expensive to sell, than to go out to consume energy, it is better to save energy and reduce emissions at home.

But for the aristocracy, it has another meaning.

Just as modern society still has to go home during the New Year, in this era of heavy clans and heavy sacrifices, going home for the New Year has more meaning.

Worship ancestors and pray for blessings, contact feelings, show off their talents by the way, and then consider whether there is a need for marriage in the clan.

And Feng Xue, as a prince and royal family, has a much greater significance, every winter leisure, he has to take the Qixiang car to the royal capital early, and then participate in the boring and boring aristocratic gatherings.

After all, his parents are gone, and the little owner has no one to send his wife, in the past few years, he has been a small transparent party, but he can't help but go, and he can't stay in the annex to copy books, so that there are always three months a year to waste on this kind of thing.

According to the usual practice, Xu Fu and thirteen personal disciples were recruited and asked to re-transcribe all the books in the study, put them away, and then update the suicide note.

Yes, it's the suicide note you think.

Feng Xue survives in this world, and she really has the idea that she will die every day, so every time she goes out, she will update her suicide note, write all the links, and then get it to the Three Emperors Temple for notarization.

Although Xu Fu and his disciples didn't know why they had to explain the aftermath every time the teacher went out, they were now accustomed to it, and they saluted goodbye one by one, and then went into the study and began to copy the book.

And Feng Xue came to the Three Emperors Temple in an ox cart as in previous years, and then waited for Wu Zhu to start the practice.

"Brother Feng is here. Seeing Feng Xue arrive, Xu Qing, who had been in the Three Emperors Temple for a while, immediately stepped forward to greet him, but his tone of voice was a little more intimate.

There is no way not to be intimate, after all, Feng Xue today is completely different from a year ago, not to mention anything else, just the Xu Mansion Academy, which has bloomed all over the Great Xia, is enough to calm Xu Qing down.

"The county Hou Ri'an. Feng Xue bowed, Xu Qing called him Brother Feng, but he couldn't call Xu Qing Brother Qing, right?

As a result, it became Xu Qing's energetic routine, but Feng Xue talked about people's livelihood and official affairs.

The two chatted awkwardly for a long time, and Wu Zhu finally couldn't stand this weird atmosphere and said:

"County marquis, son, it's not early, can you go on the road?"

"It should be, it should be. Xu Qing smiled twice, he was also a little embarrassed by Feng Xue's lack of oil and salt, and hurriedly took the steps and walked down (no bar, the steps are a metaphor), Wu Zhu also nodded when he heard this, exchanged a look with Feng Xue, and then began to cast a spell to call a car.

It sounds a bit weird, but to put it bluntly, it's actually no different from Didi taxi, except that the tool for calling a taxi has changed from a mobile phone to a shrine.

However, unlike Didi taxis, Qixiang can only shuttle between each other from the Three Emperors' Temple, so it is closer to the feeling of a bus than a taxi - although this thing is not public.

With the spell of Wu Zhu, a strange sound gradually sounded in my ears, and then, a carriage with a simple color and a faint fragrance appeared on the platform in front of the Three Emperors' Temple.

Seven incense car, as the name suggests, is a car built with seven kinds of fragrant wood, according to legend is created by Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, the word Xuanyuan in its honorific name, is because he created the first "car" in the wilderness.

On the day of the completion of the car, the heaven descended merit, and the car was turned into a meritorious spiritual treasure, although it was only the last spiritual treasure, but it also had a unimaginable wonder of ordinary mortals, and that was the prototype of the seven-incense car.

Later, the Yellow Emperor studied the operating principle of the prototype of the Qixiang car, and dismantled the functions of "automatic driving", "automatic pathfinding", "high-speed travel" and so on, and designed this semi-magic weapon, although in terms of defense and comfort, it is far inferior to the prototype, but it can be mass-produced, and does not consume any mana, which makes it possible for the human race to cross regions, otherwise it is difficult for the human race to have such a situation of blooming everywhere today.

Seeing the arrival of the Qixiang car, Feng Xue and Xu Qing immediately walked into the carriage, found the innermost position and sat in, and then beckoned the servants to carry the luggage to the car.

The huge seven-incense cart was quickly occupied by all kinds of packaged supplies, and until all the goods were loaded, there were six servants standing at the entrance of the seven-incense cart - according to different statuses, the number of servants that could be brought was limited, Xu Qing could bring five, and Feng Xue could only bring one.

With the door closed, the Qixiang car slowly moved, and then, a strong sense of vibration began to pass from the seat, which made Feng Xue's whole person start to tremble, but he was still good, didn't you see that Xu Qingya's teeth began to ring?

It's not a matter of shock absorption, but there is no shock absorption at all, the speed of the Qixiang car far exceeds that of modern supersonic fighters, but the production material is only mortal wood, and it depends on the Three Emperors' Temple to directly call merit to maintain, but how precious is the merit, just protect the car from falling apart, and still count on shock absorption?

Generally speaking, monks who can run on their legs basically do not take the seven-incense chariot.