Troubled Times: Start with 800 Dead Soldiers

Su Xia, who was enjoying the big bed alone, felt a little elated. He was rich now, and he had a lot of money.

Not only that, Salmon Island can earn itself a continuous and steady stream of money.

Although you don't enjoy the conveniences brought by some "modern technologies", there is absolutely no problem in eating, drinking, enjoying delicious food, living in luxurious houses and hiring servants.

Human nature - food and sex!

Now I am in Bianjing again. This place is so prosperous. Even if I want to do some things like looking for flowers and asking for help, I don't have this condition.

After all, you can do anything now that you couldn't do before.

For example, entering and exiting a brothel!

But Su Xia just thought about it, and he still had to realize his inner ambition.

As he was talking, the mandarin duck embroidery that Pan Jinlian wanted to give to him suddenly came to mind.

Now that she is in Bianliang, facing the colorful world of Kyoto, Su Xia is a little confused.

Yes, there are so many temptations in this world. Even a thousand years ago, "temptations" never stopped.

Before the thoughts about temptation and self-control in my mind could decide the winner, my thoughts were brought back to reality by the rapid knock on the door.

When he opened the door, he saw that it was Tao Zongcai who asked him to come for dinner.

This big guy looks a lot refreshed. He probably took a shower in the store just now and was "served" well by the store owner.

Looking at Tao Zongcai wearing a Silla shirt, Su Xia smiled and said, "Have you washed it?"

"Sir, this has just been washed, but I didn't expect it to be so cool in this hotel."

"It's so cold that you don't even stutter anymore. Come on, let's go out and take a look."

Su Xia was joking, while Tao Zongcai scratched his head in embarrassment.

The two of them went downstairs to eat. As soon as they left the hotel, a gust of hot summer wind blew in, making their bodies sweat, which made people feel irritated.

Tao Zongcai curled his lips: "Here, the sun has gone down and it's still so hot. It feels like I've been thrown into a stuffy furnace. It's so uncomfortable."

Just when they were annoyed by the hot weather, opposite the hotel, a big signboard with "Bingxue Leng Yuanzi" crashed into their eyes.

Su Xia was overjoyed. Could this be ice cream from ancient times? She pulled Tao Zongcai and said, "Brother Zongcai, let me treat you to some ice cream!"

"Sir, don't take advantage of me for fun. It's summer, where is the ice?"

"Far in the sky, right in front of you."

As soon as Su Xia finished speaking, she asked the boss to serve Leng Yuanzi.

Leng Yuanzi is a ready-made product. As soon as the guests ask for it, it is served immediately. Su Xia took a look and saw that it was really a cold dessert. After stirring it carefully, she saw crushed ice in the bowl.

However, Su Xia did not dare to drink too much.

It was an eye-opener for Tao Zongcai. It was the first time for him to see such a cool thing on a hot summer day. He ate it up in three bites.

Su Xia looked at Tao Zongcai, whose bowl was bottomed out, and said, "Boss, please have a few more bowls."

Good guy, Su Xia chewed one bowl carefully and saw the light, while Tao Zongcai ate seven bowls!

Su Xia couldn't help being surprised: "I said, you, after eating so much, aren't you afraid of getting upset?"

"Sir, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't be too greedy."

As soon as Su Xia finished speaking, she realized that Tao Zongcai might not understand what she was saying. After all, ancient people rarely had the opportunity to have cold drinks.

At this moment, of course, it’s just a quick moment.

("History of the Song Dynasty" records that Song Xiaozong drank too much ice water during the "dog days", causing diarrhea.

"I drank too much ice water before and suddenly fell ill, but fortunately I recovered." Cramp: Diarrhea. )

As expected, not long after, Tao Zongcai covered his stomach, held his buttocks between his hands and said with a look of embarrassment: "Sir, my,, this belly!"

"Okay, this kid has diarrhea!"

Su Xia waved her hand to the waiter at the door of the guest house and asked him to help Tao Zongcai to stay in the guest house to solve the problem of diarrhea.

He shook his head in his heart: Good guy, it seems that this big guy won't be able to finish it for a while, so I might as well go outside for a walk alone.

At this time, it was probably Xu Shi (around eight o'clock in the evening), but Bianjing was not like Dengzhou Prefecture and other places where there was a curfew at night.

Therefore, the street is still a lively scene at this time.

After walking less than 200 meters to the north, I saw the entrance of another hotel with lights and colorful decorations and a crowd of people. It was very lively.

As I walked closer to the crowd and listened to their discussions, I realized that it was Guanyi who lived here who had a champion.

The inscriptions on the gold list were naturally very lively. Seeing everyone pursuing the top pick, Su Xia couldn't help but feel that this was much better than the current courtesy for the top pick in the college entrance examination.

Yes, after all, in ancient times, the status of the number one scholar was extraordinary.

If you reach the first rank, you are at least a Beijing official like Dali Pingshi (from the seventh rank), which is a much higher starting point than Su Xia's eighth rank "Tongzhai".

Even if you don't win the first prize, most of them will be awarded to local officials if you pass the imperial examination.

The sudden Su Xia thought of her previous life - Su Xia in this previous life was also a Jinshi. Looking at it this way, her knowledge should be pretty good.

However, with the number one scholar and Jinshi, some are happy and some are sad. Correspondingly, there are also many students who have failed.

Su Xia pulled the person next to her and asked, "Are most of the people who come to Beijing to take the exam here?"

"Yes, no, everyone is here to see the champion."

"Then, what about the students who failed to pass the exam?"

This person stared at Su Xia as if he were a fool: "You are so interesting. Everyone here looks at the top pick, how can anyone go to see the loser? However, tonight is the last carnival of these unlucky ghosts. Before noon tomorrow , they would have to pack up and leave in despair.

However, in a few years some people will come to Beijing again to take the exam, which takes place every three years! "

Su Xia naturally understands that it is not easy to go to Beijing to take the exam. These students often study hard for more than ten years and only get their names on the gold list.

But there are so many candidates in the world, how many of them can really get the top spot?

Thinking about it this way, it was not ironic that Fan Jin won the exam. He turned around and looked at the few people sitting in the lobby of a nearby tavern. There were some scholar-looking people with sad faces and holding up wine glasses from time to time.

Needless to say, most of these people should be people who have not entered the Jinshi.

Compared with the well-connected No. [-] scholar and others, the treatment of this group of people is really like heaven and earth.

A few plates of peanuts, a few vegetarian dishes, and rice wine always look a little sad.

Thinking of this, Su Xia called to the waiter: "I'll be responsible for serving some of your restaurant's specialty dishes to those drinking scholars."

The waiter looked at Su Xia up and down, and said with some disbelief: "This man, since ancient times, has provided food for this poor scholar who is not on the list, and I am the first to see him!"

Su Xia smiled and asked, "Why?"

"Everyone is looking for the top pick to celebrate the top pick. Why are you only looking for the failed candidate?"

Su Xia turned around and said with a smile: "There is only one champion, but there are many scholars who have not won the Jinshi. We cannot forget these students who are preparing for the exam just because they are all chasing the champion."

After saying this, the waiter nodded thoughtfully, but it seemed that he didn't understand what Su Xia meant at all.