Dongming Ziyu looked at it and said: "No. There are no steps or thresholds. It should be a carriage door, the door where the masters go in and out in carriages."

Shuan Zhu stared in surprise, "The door of the carriage is so wide and so grand. What does the door look like?"

Dongming Ziyu raised his lips slightly, "There are regulations on the number of steps at the main entrance of the palace. It should be a house-style door with green glazed tiles. Facing north and south, there are five rooms and three open doors. The main door should be painted red, and each door should be painted red.

There are golden nails on it, sixty to three..."

Shuan Zhu opened his mouth slightly and said, "Mom, golden door nails? Will someone come to steal them and take them for money?"

Dongming Ziyu chuckled: "There are usually guards on duty twelve hours a day, and there is a guard room in the building connected to the door for them to rest. There is also an office room, a deacon's room, etc."

Shuan Zhu was speechless and sighed after hearing this. He felt that if he came to Prince Chen's Mansion, he could brag for half his life.

Learned a lot!

After a while, he saw another magnificent gate, which almost blinded him. He asked in a low voice: "Is this the corner gate?"

There were guards at the door, it was solemn and solemn, and no one came in or out, so he felt that it shouldn't be the door they were looking for.

Dongming Ziyu said: "This is the corner gate, but we can't go through it."

Shuan Zhu didn't understand, "Why? Didn't the patrolling soldier just ask us to find the corner door?"

Dongming Ziyu said: "This should be the East Corner Gate. There are several types of corner gates. The East and West Corner Gates are used by lower officials to visit. The level of Prince Chen's Mansion is too high, so all the visitors come through the East and West Corner Gates."

They were ordinary people and were not qualified to go through the east and west corner gates. Then they walked forward and found a small corner gate. From a distance, they saw servants and servants walking back and forth, so they felt that they had found the right place.

There were two guards and two women at the door, checking the cards of the servants who came in and out, checking the things they brought, and recording the food and other goods coming in and out of the house. They looked very busy and orderly.

Dongming Ziyu walked over with Shuan Zhu, handed over the jade plaque, and said: "I am from Nanxi Village, Liulin County, and I want to see the second young master."

The guard took the jade token and glanced at the two of them, "Looking for the Second Young Master? Is there a post? I can hand it to you and leave the address. If the Second Young Master wants to see you, someone will be sent to notify you."

"What? Post?" Shuan Zhu was dumbfounded.

The guard said disdainfully: "If there is no post, is it possible for us to send a message? We have to report every day's affairs to our steward. The steward has to report to the chief steward, the chief steward reports to the steward, and the steward reports to the steward of the Second Young Master's courtyard.

. Then the steward will report it to the second young master. Each steward has many things to do. How can I remember the message?"

Shuan Zhu: "..."

Dongming Ziyu took out a post from his sleeve and handed it to the guard. When the guard took it, he gave him a piece of silver.

The guard's face looked better and his tone became less aggressive, "Okay, let's go back and wait for Xin'er."

Shuan Zhu couldn't help but ask: "Is the second young master in the house? When can he see us?"

The guard sneered and said: "How can little people like us know whether the Second Young Master is here, whether he will see you, and when he will see you? It's hard for us to even see the Second Young Master!"

Shuan Zhu: "..."

The eggplant was suddenly beaten like frost and felt very discouraged.

They only had three days to go back and forth. If the post couldn't be delivered to Rong Chuan, or if Rong Chuan didn't see it until three days later, wouldn't it be in vain?

The two of them were anxious and had no choice. They walked around Fengcheng and then returned to the inn.

After waiting for more than a day without a reply from Rong Chuan, the two of them went to Prince Chen's Mansion again, with the same result: waiting for the letter!

There was no news at noon the next day, so I had to rush back. At night, I returned to Nanxi Village. From a distance, I saw a group of people waiting on the path to the vegetable field in East Village, with many lanterns and torches.

Shuan Zhu said: "They are our people and the villagers of Nanbeixi Village."

Someone saw them and shouted: "Back! Back!"

After a "hurrah", everyone gathered around and asked all kinds of questions: "How is it?"

The two got off the mules and couldn't open their mouths when faced with these expectant eyes.

The crowd fell silent, and there was no need for them to answer. From their solemn expressions, they could guess that the matter was not successful.

"I went to the county government office to find out. This matter is indeed difficult to handle!" Jiang Hongda sighed, let his children and grandchildren take the mule, and walked back with his hands behind his back.

Mrs. Qian squeezed over, grabbed Dongming Ziyu's arm, and said hoarsely: "Rong Chuan didn't agree to help, or can't he help?"

Shuan Zhu sighed and said, "We didn't see Rong Chuan at all, and we couldn't even get through the gate of Prince Chen's Mansion. We handed in the post and told him to let me know, but we didn't get any news."

Everyone's last hope was shattered, their heads drooped, and sobs broke out in the crowd.

However, after these few days of preparation, I am mentally prepared, and I am not as excited as I was when I first heard the news of the conscription.

Wulang hugged Dongming Ziyu's thigh, raised his little face, and said pitifully with choked sobs: "Dad! Where have you been? Are you tired? Are you hungry? Have you eaten?"

Dongming Ziyu picked up Wulang and wiped away the tears on his little face with his fingers.

Dong Chunlei recovered from his disappointment, waved his hand and said: "Go back and eat!"

Everyone quietly dispersed and went home.

Shangguan Ruoli put the food on the table with a solemn expression. She really didn't have such a big deal to let her man go to the battlefield.

In the past, Dongming Ziyu often led troops in battles, but at that time he was either a prince or an emperor, and there were not many times where he needed to personally charge into battle. Moreover, at that time, he was highly skilled in martial arts and was protected by masters of secret guards.

Now Dongming Ziyu's body is like that of a weak scholar. After recuperating these days, he has also developed a little bit of internal strength. With the martial arts moves in his memory, he is stronger than ordinary people. He wants to be among thousands of troops.

Saving one's life is not easy.

After finishing the meal, Mr. Dong said: "Si'er, I have decided that you and Dalang will go with us. Are you willing?"

Dongming Ziyu was not surprised and nodded expressionlessly, "Yes. I will definitely protect myself and Dalang."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." old lady Qian started to cry and beat her heart. "Oh my god, this is tearing out my heart! If you don't give me a way to live, take my life! Oh my god, please open your eyes."

Well, why don’t you give us a way to survive!”

The old son and eldest grandson are the lifeblood of the old lady. Dongming Ziyu and Dalang went to join the army, which really cost the old lady Qian half of her life.

Dongming Ziyu comforted him and said, "Mom, don't cry. You should think on the bright side. Dalang and I will definitely be able to accomplish extraordinary feats many times and fight hard to gain fame. Maybe we can even become generals!"

Dalang also said to Mrs. Li who was wiping his tears: "Mom, do you hear? I can also earn a little general back."

After hearing this, Ms. Li cried even harder.

Mr. Dong sighed and said: "Go back, everyone. I will hand in the list tomorrow. I guess I will have to leave in a few days. You can put down what you are doing and make some more shoes and clothes for Si'er and Dalang."

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Chapter completed!