Since everyone could not accurately describe the appearance of printing tickets, Chen Shuqing had to "reliance on his own" and went nearby to find a bark as big as a palm, and based on it, he tried to turn it into a printing ticket.

"Oh my god, no, right, the color is still too light."

"No, this grid seems to be a little smaller."

"It seems that it should be written here, 'The invoice for the official so-called provincial government'... Oh, I don't remember it very much!"

After all, it is "a skillful woman can't cook without rice". Chen Shuqing has changed and never met Shadali's requirements. In addition, Shadali himself hasn't seen the authentic product for too long, and his memory of printing tickets becomes increasingly unfamiliar. Therefore, after trying for a stick of incense, the decent printing tickets has never been transformed, and everyone's hearts are getting more and more back.

Zhu Yuanliang was impatient. Seeing that everyone could not find the key points for a long time, he was dry and said wildly: "I'm still a bird, aren't it just a few broken defenders? Look at my grandfather, I rushed over and rewarded his mother's iron fist! Then smashed that door!"

Su Sanniang made a face at Zhu Yuanliang, looked at the door again, and said passionately: "Fatty, this time, our two ideas coincide. Otherwise, we should count me. The worst thing is that the purifying power is sealed and awakened again the next day. As for the days I was wanted, I have been used to it for so many years!"

After hearing this, Pu Zixuan was amused and crying. In normal times, although Su Sanniang was strong, she was still a brave and resourceful person and would definitely not say such words. It seems that today she must have learned that Senggelinqin was killed by the Nian Army and was inspired, and she felt a sense of passion in her heart.

When Zhu Yuanliang saw Su Sanniang standing firmly on his side, he was even more inspired and said without hesitation: "Yes, people often say, 'I am not a hero if I can't break the Great Wall'. I have to add more weight to this sentence, 'I am not a hero if I don't smash the Great Wall'!"

Seeing that Zhu Yuanliang became more and more swelling, Pu Zixuan hurriedly advised: "You all calm down. Things are far from that. Are we still trying to figure out a way?"

Zhu Yuanliang was indignant and said, "I still miss him, but this sealed ticket will definitely not be transformed. Unless you try it, can you find those who hold the sealed ticket and let him take it out and show us the real thing."

"Well, this is a solution." Pu Zixuan was inspired and immediately looked around.

The gate of Juyongguan has not been opened, and many people are still surrounding the door to argue with the guards, and the people who are rushing here one after another look confused. It seems that Juyongguan suddenly closed today, which killed almost everyone and caught him off guard.

After waiting for another cup of tea, no one has ever held a valid stamp ticket to pass Juyongguan.

"Forget it, give up..." At this time, Yu Xiangdi also stepped back, "I still think it's more practical for you to take us over."

Shadali looked away and smiled and said, "I can pull over the Great Wall through the spiritual belt. I don't need anyone to take me to fly. But I have another idea. Do you know why the imperial court decided to open the Great Wall four years ago? That's because when the Great Wall was not opened, the people on both sides also needed to go to the county government to apply for clearance and seal tickets before they could pass through the Great Wall. However, corrupt officials in many places used this power to squeeze money, but did not dare to blatantly, so they deliberately made things difficult for the people, found various reasons to refuse their applications, and then made huge profits through some middlemen who reselled the seal tickets. Basically, they made a business in Shanhaiguan and Juyongguan. The court hated this deeply and rectified it many times, but the result was not satisfactory. So they had to decide to open the Great Wall and completely cut off the soil that breeds corruption."

However, despite the exquisite abacus, reality still slapped the seven people in the face.

When Pu Zixuan led six people to the front of Juyongguan gate and handed the seven seal tickets to the guards on the left side of the city gate for inspection, the guard just glanced at the seal ticket and said with a puzzled look: "What is this?"

An ominous premonition suddenly appeared in the hearts of the seven people, and Pu Zixuan said carefully: "This is the pass-through ticket..."

The guards looked at the seven people vigilantly, and handed seven stamps to the guards on the right and said, "Have you seen such stamps?"

The guard on the right took it and looked at it, and immediately said with a shocked look: "I've seen it. This is an old-fashioned stamp. It was used before the Great Wall was banned, and it was completely different from the ones now!" Then, he glanced at the seven people and said viciously: "Who are you? Where did these stamps come from?"

Pu Zixuan suddenly understood that he had been fooled by the man, but at this point, he had to swallow his saliva and said, "We are really a troupe who sings the tune... These tickets were applied for in the county government..."
Chapter completed!