"Okay, fourth brother, stop yelling here, or you will be dragged down by me!" Wu Zan crossed his arms and walked over, sneering at Wu Wei.
Wuwei puffed up his beautiful phoenix eyes, glanced at Wu Zan angrily, and said nothing. Finally he couldn't calm down, so he looked up at the majestic Zhuque Gate, and finally looked at the guard guarding the palace gate.
Bingwei snorted indignantly, and then muttered, "Who knows if cousin Luo's filial piety is worthy of their share! It's not like brats like them are so good at taking advantage of it!"
This makes sense, but everyone knows what Wu Wei means.
What Wuwei means is that he doesn't believe that Lord Sima Ling of the bus is a person who asks for bribes.
Mr. Ma Rongma, that is the direct cousin of Mr. Da Lang’s wife, Mr. Ma!
When they were leaving, the head of the palace, the head of the palace, handed the silk letter of request that the eldest lady had already prepared to Wu Zhong, and asked them to take it out when they arrived at the palace gate to submit the letter, and then presented it to the carriage Sima Ling.
Sir, you see, although Wu Zhong also had this intention, his pride always got in his way. He only thought it was insulting to the gentlemen, so he didn't take it out. However, unexpectedly, he was ignored by the little yellow gate who sent the message.
Not long after, the little Huangmen who had delivered the message turned back. When Wuzhong and the others saw them, they immediately stepped forward to ask. The Xiaohuangmen looked at the people with some disbelief, then raised their heads and scanned both sides of the palace gate.
The Wen warrior said: "Congratulations to the gentlemen, Sir Sima Ling of the carriage has promised to write a letter to the emperor for these gentlemen! Please come back in a few days to listen to the letter."
After thinking for a while, he poured cold water on it and said, "But the gentlemen, please don't be overjoyed. It's still a matter of debate whether it can become a waiting edict!"
It’s not surprising that Xiaohuangmen said this, because although Daizhao did not have a real job and did not receive a formal salary, in order to enable him to maintain his life, the court also gave him a certain amount of living expenses, such as a bag of millet for Daizhao’s official carriage salary, which amounted to two hundred and forty.
, and the salary for waiting for an imperial edict is even greater. Therefore, whether one can become an imperial edict has become the primary target for those who submit letters of recommendation.
Therefore, not all the civil warriors wandering on both sides of the palace gate were those appointed by the emperor to await edicts.
Xiao Huangmen looked at a few people again suspiciously, frowned and said to himself: "Xiping Wu...oh, I remember it!" He patted his forehead and asked in surprise: "Is it possible that you gentlemen are Wu?
The Queen’s…”
Wu Zan immediately replied tactfully: "It's just as Xiao Huangmen expected! But we are all distant relatives of the Xiping Wu clan, and we have already been out of the fifth server, so it doesn't matter!"
"The fifth server? That's not bad. No wonder Lord Bus Sima Ling agreed so readily. That's it!" Xiao Huangmen was talking and kept looking at a few people. Finally, he couldn't help but kindly gave some advice.
"It's a good thing that the self-recommendations of several husbands include Xiping Wu. Otherwise, your husbands' filial piety would probably be in vain without even making a sound!"
After saying this, he clicked his tongue a few more times, then clucked at the literati and warriors waiting on both sides of the palace gate, and said: "Xiaohuangmen, I'm not afraid that your gentlemen will let it slip. Look, just the few gentlemen over there.
Sir, I just asked Xiaohuangmen to do some errands with a little more filial piety than you guys, but how about it? He was dismissed with just a word! Hey - he was thrown into the water and could still hear it.
Noise, this is good, even..."
Xiaohuangmen sighed and shook his head. He couldn't help puckering his lips and said: "When I come out of Xiaohuangmen, I have to tell the people over there against my will and ask them to wait patiently. Sir Sima Ling has seen the bus."
If they apply for a self-recommendation, they will submit a letter to the emperor. If the emperor likes them, he will make them the ones waiting for an imperial edict. Hey! I have no choice but to do so in Xiaohuangmen. Who makes me soft-hearted in Xiaohuangmen? I see too many requests like this every day.
A homeless person!"
At the end, Xiao Huangmen looked pitiful again and lowered his voice: "...It's those people over there who mistook it for what it was and waited foolishly! Hey, I didn't know that Xiao Huangmen had done a good deed by me.
, you still committed a sin!" After sighing, Xiao Huangmen ducked out of the way again and hid inside the palace gate again.
At this point, Wu Zhong, Wu Zan, Wu Wei and Song Luo finally understood that Xiao Huangmen's initial neglect was not intentional.
After all, Wu Wei didn't believe it. As he walked towards his mount, he murmured to Wu Zan: "Fifth brother, tell me, isn't this company commander a very lucrative job?"
Wu Zan didn't answer, but Song Luo heard this and said, "How can I not get my shoes wet when I often walk by the river? Sir Sima Ling of the bus, this is a last resort."
Wu Zan knew that Song Luo was trying to cover up his intentions, but it was difficult to expose them. After all, the relationship between the eldest lady and the coach Sima Ling was cousins, so he smiled, greeted Gong Yueyue, and the group got on the horse and left.
Soon, a few people left the Suzaku Gate of Nangong and rode towards Kaiyang Gate, which leads directly to the outside of the city. Originally, they had planned to go to the Imperial College outside the city once they submitted their letters of recommendation.
I went to see the eldest son Wu Yao and Erlang Jun Wu Sheng who were studying in Taixue, and by the way, I also helped Song Luo to find out the requirements for studying in Taixue.
There are four gates in the south wall of Luoyang Capital in the capital, from east to west: Kaiyang Gate, Pingcheng Gate, Xiaoyuan Gate and Jinmen. The Taixue University, the highest institution in the country, located outside the city, also has ritual buildings.
Piyong, Mingtang, Lingtai, and the three official offices were all closest to Kaiyang Gate, so a few people rode their horses straight to Kaiyang Gate.
Before they even reached the city gate, they saw a group of people surrounding the city gate in front of them. The crowd on the third floor and the third floor continued to increase, threatening to block the city gate.
Seeing such a hustle and bustle, how could Wu Wei hold back? He urged his horse and rushed forward. Wu Zhong, Wu Zan and Song Luo all smiled and shook their heads, but they also led Gong Yueyue to the front.
Since several people were sitting upright on horseback, with a wide field of vision and clear goals, the focus of the crowd suddenly came into view!
Among the two parties confronting each other, the leader was the tall-nosed, deep-eyed man he had just met on the road.
But the opponent who is at odds with him is actually a woman dressed in red who is not inferior to any other woman!
Looking at his appearance, he is also a Westerner with a high nose and deep eyes, black hair and blue eyes.
Immediately, Wuwei's attention was attracted by her cool aura, which was different from the exotic style of women in the Han Dynasty.
Seeing that the woman in red clothes was obviously at a disadvantage, Wu Wei turned red with anger. At that moment, he didn't care about the strange looks from others and shouted loudly: "Hey - that bold disciple dares to molest a woman in broad daylight.
No shame!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd became more and more commotion, and the strange looks they had just now turned into a bit of ridicule, and the bolder ones even laughed out loud.
Seeing this, Wu Wei shouted angrily again: "Why are you laughing! I have never seen a group of powerful people bullying a weak woman. You only watch and don't help, so forget it. Now you are still laughing at others for helping.
What kind of heart is this!"
No one in the crowd said anything, but the people with sneer expressions on their faces restrained themselves a little, and just lowered their heads and pursed their lips, snickering secretly.
"Yo! Who do I think I am? It turns out to be an old acquaintance!" The tall-nosed, deep-eyed man I just met on the road started talking, but his trump card was revealed as soon as he spoke. (To be continued)