In the Northern Song Dynasty, in the third year of Tianxi, spring was slightly cold.
On the official road.
Kou Ji, who was only sixteen years old, was wearing a starched white gown and his thin face was slightly pale. He was sitting on a bullock cart, trying hard to shrink his body into the tall cargo, using the cargo to protect himself from the cold.
wind.
The man driving the cart pulled a sheepskin jacket off his body and threw it on him.
Kou Ji did not dislike the strong smell of the sheepskin jacket. He held the sheepskin jacket and thanked him repeatedly, "Thank you, Brother Zhang Cheng..."
“No need to be polite!”
Zhang Cheng, who had a cold face and a warm heart, replied with a cold face.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and Kou Ji quickly wrapped himself in a sheepskin jacket and hid in the pile of goods again.
"Ah poof~"
"Suck~"
The sound of sneezing and sniffling sounded in Koji's ears.
Kou Ji frowned and tried to pretend not to hear, but his soft heart prompted him to sit up and throw off his sheepskin jacket.
"Put it on!"
The sheepskin coat fell on the body of a boy who was only about fourteen years old, wearing thin clothes, his nose was bruised and swollen from the cold, and he had a runny nose following the bullock cart.
The young man wiped his nose, hugged his sheepskin jacket, and gave Kou Ji a warm smile.
"Master, I'm not cold..."
The boy's name is Erbao, and he has no surname. He was bought into the Kou family when he was a child. He has always followed Kou Ji and is inseparable. He is Kou Ji's book boy and long-term follower.
Hearing this, Kou Ji retracted his hands into his sleeves, glared at him, and scolded him: "You don't even listen to what I say, young master? I say you're cold, so you're cold."
Erbao knew his young master's temper. When he heard his young master getting angry, he shrank his neck in fright and quickly wrapped himself in a sheepskin coat.
He didn't know how to say thank you, he just kept smirking at Kou Ji.
Kou Ji glared at him again, cursed and got back into the pile of goods.
Zhang Cheng seemed to have been paying attention to their master and servant. When he saw Kou Ji throwing the sheepskin jacket to Er Bao, a rare smile appeared on his face.
He said with an ugly smile: "You are not a bad boy. You will definitely be able to get ahead in Bianjing City in the future. You just need to change your habit of bragging..."
Hearing this, Kou Ji was a little unhappy. He sat up and said righteously: "My grandfather is really Kou Zhun!"
Erbao nodded and said, "Our old man is Kou Zhun!"
As soon as the master and servant said these words, the people following the bullock cart team all laughed.
"If your grandfather was Kou Zhun, my mother would be the current queen!"
Someone started cheering.
Zhang Cheng persuaded him kindly: "Boy, don't mistake your relatives randomly. Do you know why they laugh at you? They are laughing at you for not knowing anything. In the Song Dynasty, who doesn't know that Kou Gong has no heirs?
If you want to cheat, you shouldn't use the name of Mr. Kou's heir.
Outside Bianjing, everyone just thought it was a joke.
But once you enter Bianjing City, if you continue to use Kou Gong's name to cheat, you will be beaten."
Kou Ji helplessly sat on the bullock cart, shrugged, and said with a smile: "I was discovered by you..."
As soon as these words came out, there was another burst of laughter.
Scenes like this have happened several times along the way.
When people travel long distances together, there are always those who like to inquire about the purpose of others' travel and their family background.
After Kou Ji told the truth about his family background, he was regarded as a liar.
Kou Ji did not argue forcefully.
He knew in his heart that he was not lying.
It was only after he traveled through time and spent a period of hard life in Huazhou Township that he figured out his identity and family background.
As everyone said, Kou Zhun was indeed childless throughout his life.
But when I got older, I had the idea of having a disciple.
As for Kou Ji's cheap father Kou Li, who was studying abroad, because his parents were both dead and he was good at reading, he was chosen by Kou Zhun and accepted him as his son.
Kou Ji also followed the rising tide and became Kou Zhun's grandson in a flash.
A few days ago, Kou Ji was still fishing on the Wei River in Huazhou Township. Kou Li sent a letter to him from Bianjing City, informing him of the incident and also telling him that his grandfather Kou Zhun had returned to the prime minister.
Yes, let him come to Bianjing city quickly to enjoy the blessings.
Without even thinking about it, Kou Ji took Erbao, packed his bags and ran to Bianjing.
He had been a poor man for half his life in his previous life, and now he finally had the opportunity to become an official for the third generation. As a playboy, he didn't want to miss it at all.
Of course, with his status as a newly rich man, it was impossible for him to go on the road with just a book boy.
When he left Huazhou, in order to curry favor with him, his clan assigned him twelve loyal servants to follow him.
However, within five miles of leaving Huazhou, we encountered three robbers.
Twelve loyal servants were all dead.
If he hadn't run into this hundred-man brigade heading to Bianjing City while escaping, it is estimated that he and Erbao would have become the dead souls of the grass bandits in the mountains.
It was precisely because he lost the following of his powerful servants that no one believed what he said.
After lying back in the cart, Kou Ji was too lazy to talk to these people anymore. He half-squinted his eyes and continued to imagine in his mind the life of a dandy after arriving in Bianjing City.
The bullock cart jolted forward.
About an hour later, they passed by a tea shed. Everyone exchanged copper coins for several bowls of tea, squatted at the door of the tea shed, mixed some dry biscuits and started to eat them.
Master Kou Ji was penniless, so he could only follow the kind-hearted Zhang Cheng and buy a bowl of tea and two dry biscuits.
After simply filling their stomachs, everyone continued on their way.
Another hour passed.
A faint noise came from far away.
Kou Ji, who was sitting on the bullock cart and dozing with his eyes closed, felt that the bullock cart had stopped. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw a majestic city appearing in front of him in the distance.
The towering city wall, which is more than ten feet high, is lined with flags. Green smoke curls up from the city wall, and a pointed algae roof guards the splendid palace.
The city is majestic and majestic.
"Master, Master, we have arrived in Bianjing! We have arrived in Bianjing!"
Erbao was holding his sheepskin jacket and shouting excitedly from the side.
The other people on the road also stopped to look at this majestic city with excited faces.
"When I enter Bianjing this time, I will definitely seek wealth!"
Someone tightened the baggage around his body and said firmly.
Suddenly it resonated with others.
They nodded in response.
In a trance, Kou Ji seemed to see the scene in later generations where tens of millions of people rushed to Beijing to seek wealth.
This is probably the charm of the capital.
Kou Ji stood up slowly, straightened his back, looked up at Bianjing City, and said quietly: "I will enjoy wealth and honor when I enter Bianjing this time!"
As soon as these words came out, there was another burst of laughter.
Zhang Cheng turned his head and rolled his eyes at him.
"Crack!"
Zhang Cheng shook the whip in his hand, and the old scalper took another heavy step.
Kou Ji lost his balance and fell into the pile of goods.
The closer we get to Bianjing City, the faster everyone's footsteps become.
They seem to be eager to enter Bianjing City, want to see the elegance of Bianjing City as soon as possible, and want to enjoy the wealth of Bianjing City.