A serene sound rang in my ears, sometimes it was as close as it was on the head of the bed, sometimes it wasn't true, and I don't know if there were rats or cockroaches.

Chu Ci lay stiffly in the quilt and couldn't sleep at all. Zhang Hu was fine. He put the stool into a bed and fell asleep wrapped in the quilt.

After the slight snoring sound came, Chu Ci became even more unbearable. He covered his ears and silently recited the "Inscription on the Humble Room" in his mouth. He didn't know how many times he recited it before he gradually fell asleep.

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"Master, are you awake?" As soon as Zhang Hu entered the door, he saw Chu Ci lying in the quilt with his eyes open.

Chu Ci turned his head and looked at him, saying, "Ah, I'm up, what's wrong?" He just woke up, his mind was still a little groggy.

"Then you get up and have a meal! There are already many people outside!"

Chu Ci remembered that he had to ask the students for information today, so he turned over and got up. He wore several clothes inside and put a cotton jacket outside. Fortunately, he had always been thin, otherwise he would look very bloated.

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Because the hot water has been almost used, Chu Ci used well water. Fortunately, the well water is generally warm in winter and cool in summer. Otherwise, Chu Ci could not help but beat the ice outside the large water tank.

Shivered.

No wonder people say that things are expensive when they leave their hometowns, but people are cheap when they leave their hometowns. How good is he treated at home!

After washing up, he took Zhang Hu to the canteen and paid for the meal a day, which is 60 cents. This is cheaper than in the restaurant. These days they eat at the restaurant, but it will not cost 100 cents or 200 cents.

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But when Zhang Hu brought the food out, Chu Ci was stunned. There were two steamed buns on the plate, a small bowl of porridge that was so beautiful, and a small plate of radish pickles.

He couldn't help but look at the table next to him, and found that everyone's bowls were the same. So, let's eat it! There were only a few slices of radish pickles, and Chu Ciyuan was still worried that he could not put these things, but he put his handsome eyebrows at the mouth as soon as he got.

It wrinkled, could it be that the salt seller was beaten to death? Salt is not expensive! Why is it so salty!

Chu Ci got up and spit it out, then came in and drank a sip of porridge and water, and then he felt better. Looking at the others, they all bite in small bites, and a radish can only make half a bowl of porridge. From this perspective,

This is still a lot.

Chu Ci only ate one steamed bun, and he didn't want to eat the rest. Zhang Hu seemed to have gotten a bargain and pulled another steamed bun and pickles that he had never moved to him and started eating.

After dinner, Chu Ci wanted to inquire about the situation from others, but these scholars all looked solemn and seemed to be keeping others thousands of miles away. Chu Ci was also powerless.

"Let's go." He said to Zhang Hu, and then saw a scholar walking in from outside the door, taking out two cents from his purse, packing a steamed bun and walking out.

"Brother, do you think the dish is salty, do you?" Chu Ci leaned closer and said hello.

"Are you talking to me?" The scholar was stunned for a moment, looked around, and saw that no one else was present, and then hesitated.

"Yes, when I see you only eat one steamed bun, I guess you must be unacceptable to the pickled vegetables!"

The scholar smiled bitterly: "It's not unwilling, it's really impossible."

"Where do you start with this?" Chu Ci looked at the man. He looked about thirties and was thin, and he didn't look like a group of people from the top three.

"You are in a difficult family and only live with steamed buns and clear water every day. Are you a new scholar? I am from Liangjiaqu, Chuanlin Prefecture, Xijiang Province. Where is the brother's platform?" The scholars here don't communicate very much, and everyone is here.

He was silent and poor. When he met a newbie, Liang Benchang became interested in talking.

"In Xianai, a native of Changxi Village, Yuanshan County, Ganzhou Prefecture, is named Chuci."

"You are Jie Yuanlang of this provincial examination? I am Liang Benchang, a juren in Jiayou for 37 years."

Jiayou has been thirty-seven years? Chu Ci calculated in his heart. Could it be that this person has been here for five or six years?

"Brother Liang is lucky to meet. When I came yesterday, I saw a restaurant outside. It happened that I was not full yet. If Brother Liang doesn't dislike him, you might as well go with me." Chu Ci wanted to inquire with him about something.

Liang Benchang also saw his thoughts, so he told him so much. Seeing his invitation, he nodded in agreement.

A year or two ago, he didn't dare to think that he could put down his figure and be this guide. His hometown was hit by disaster and eating a full meal became a problem. Now he has not sent any money for more than a year. He relied on copying.

When you make a living in a book, you have to avoid being discovered. It is ridiculous to say that a juren is at his level.

Chu Ci didn't know the sorrow in his heart. After arriving at the restaurant, he ordered two baskets of buns, a pot of lean meat and egg porridge, and a few plates of refreshing side dishes, so he called Liang Benchang to eat it.

Although Liang Benchang tried his best to restrain himself, he still seemed a little anxious. He had been unaware of the taste of meat for three months, and now he was eating big buns with a fragrant smell of meat, and he wanted to break his stomach.

"I just rude, so Brother Chu laughed." Liang Benchang wiped his mouth and said.

"Brother Liang is truly a happy person. I am a newcomer and I have to rely on Brother Liang to take care of him. If Brother Liang has time, I might as well tell me about the place to avoid in this capital city."

"Brother Chu doesn't know that the most important word in this capital is tolerate. You can't easily have quarrels with others. We live here, which is different from those big families. Also, if your family is still in a good position

, I couldn't get used to living in the Xijiang Guild Hall, but I went to Wenxingfang to rent a house, which looked like seven or eight taels a month. There were also scholars around me, and I was in a quiet place." Before, Liang Benchang lived there.

"Thank you, Brother Liang, for your kindness, I am grateful." Chu Ci raised his teacup and toasted him with tea instead of wine.

"By the way, every New Year and Day, students in the surrounding guilds will set up a club to communicate with each other."

"This is a graceful thing."

"Elegant things are indeed elegant things, but every time you start a club, each person needs to pay a tael of silver to the president for all the flowers you use during the club." Liang Benchang said with a wry smile. He had to participate every time before,

Every month, I have to remove two taels of silver for this kind of expense. I haven’t participated in it for a long time. When he saw those who had originally formed a association, he left with his face.

The capital city is really a place where money is spent! Each person spends one or two silver coins, and it will take half a year to build a society.

Chu Ci decided to attend one or two times first. If the atmosphere is good, he would participate a few more times. If the atmosphere is bad, he would just study behind closed doors and ignore these things.

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After breaking up with Liang Benchang, Chu Ci took Zhang Hu to find someone.

What he was looking for was the person on Mr. Xu’s post and asked the person to make a guarantee for him.

During the examination, the candidates were required to serve as guarantees with the provincial and Beijing officials. The person who visited the post was a fourth-rank official, who was appointed as the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, which was equivalent to the president of the modern Supreme People's Court. According to Mr. Xu, this person was

He was a friend of the same year when he was in the exam. He was upright and skillful.

"Young Master, is this here?" Zhang Hu looked at the carved door in front of him, and confirmed that there was a large colorful lion hanging in front of the door, and asked happily.

"Yes, that's right, this is Mu's Mansion." The person on the post was surnamed Mu, and the cover reads Brother Yuan Xiu personally.

"Let's go up and knock the door."

Chu Ci stepped up the steps and before he could reach the door, he blocked two spears in front of him. The guard at the door drank: "The fourth-rank official is in the inner land, and the idle people are not allowed to approach."

"You two are here to visit Lord Mu."

"Sir, how could you meet me at any time? Let's go to the side door and hand in!"

"Thank you two." Chu Ci was disappointed, then took Zhang Hu around the left, and indeed saw a side door as big as an ordinary house.

A small window opened next to this door, where a person sat by the window, and there were many people lined up outside the window to hand over the posts.

Dali Temple was in charge of the criminal prison, and there were countless people who wanted to meet. Chu Ci wanted to go over and queue up, but Zhang Hu rushed over first.

"Master, please wait in the sun, I'll stand here and queue up."

Chu Ci nodded, and did not argue with each other. He went to find a place to slowly bask in the sun.

There was no wind in the capital today, and the sun was warm on its body. Chu Ci stood under the wall and felt a little drowsy.

"Master, we are almost here." Zhang Hu shouted hard. Chu Ci opened his eyes and realized that he seemed to have been napping.

He walked over and the man happened to take the prayer from Zhang Hu. He glanced casually, then widened his eyes.

"Young Master was originally a disciple of Lord Xu, so why didn't you come in directly, but instead lined up, which made us look negligent. The villain asked someone to report that you come in and sit down and have a cup of hot tea first."

"Thank you." Chu Ci didn't know that Mr. Xu's face was so great.

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"Sir! There is a letter of worship here. Do you want to read it now?"

Lord Mu sat at the table, holding a cup of tea in his hand, and took a sip of it slightly: "Which company is from? Didn't I say that if it's not important, don't take it over?"

"This letter of worship was handed over by Mr. Xu of Yangxin Mansion. Do you want to read it now?"

"Brother Xu? Take the post."

Mu Yuanxiu took the prayer post, opened it and asked, "Where is the person who submitted the prayer post now? Go and invite it!"

"It's right there at the concierge, I'll call someone to invite you."

Chu Ci sat for a cup of tea before he saw someone coming to pass on his clothes. He tidied up his clothes and then asked Zhang Hu to wait here, while he followed him slowly walked in.

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