Did the salted fish turn over today?

The caravan entering Beijing has been traveling for more than ten days, and they came to a market town to rest up, and the next step is to go to Kyoto in one go!

Undoubtedly, Wu Yichen was the happiest person to be able to go to the city to recuperate. He was finally able not to lie in the carriage and be rolled his eyes by people all day long!

So at the first moment of entering the city, Wu Yichen happily jumped out of the carriage, and rushed into the market crowd for a walk.

The market town here is not big, but the streets are bustling and bustling, as if people from the entire market town have come out.Wu Yichen was attracted by the juggling stalls on the side of the road. He squeezed into the crowd and watched the monkey show for a while, then happily ran to the sugar man.

Wu Yichen grew up in Beijing. Children from the city have never been to the countryside, let alone go to the market, so they are very curious about these things.

Holding the sugar figure in one hand and the candied haws in the other, Wu Yichen stopped and looked around on the stone road. After turning around, he was attracted by a group of people surrounded by the roadside.

The crowd formed a circle, applauding from time to time, bursts of music sounded from the circle, Wu Yichen squeezed in with great effort, and saw many people holding musical instruments in their hands, an elderly man, twisting his goatee, wrinkled Sitting in front of a table with eyebrows upright, he looked very serious.

Wu Yichen patted a spectator beside him, and said politely: "Hello, what are you doing here?"

The man bowed his head impatiently, seeing that he was a kind-faced young man, his attitude immediately eased a lot: "Nong! This is not announced by the capital, saying that it is to recruit musicians to play the oracle!"

Wu Yichen tilted his head: "Are you choosing here?"

The man quickly waved his hand: "No, no, the one in the middle is the shopkeeper of the musical instrument shop in the city, and he is the musician in the city that he took the lead in calling. I heard that the list of the Department of Rites and Music said that after going to Kyoto, you must first use the musicians who are good at it. Only the victors who go through two rounds of competitions can enter the Department of Rites and Music, and have the opportunity to play the oracle."

Wu Yichen's eyes lit up in an instant. He was worried that if he went to the capital, he would have nowhere to ask for help, but this heavenly opportunity appeared!He happily ran into the musical instrument store beside him, and after a while, holding a bamboo flute, he ran back to find the caravan.

Everyone in the caravan was resting, and when they saw him coming back, they all greeted him. The elder brother of the team leader saw the flute in his hand and wondered: "What is this? Why did you buy a flute and come back?"

Wu Yichen returned with a smile: "I haven't practiced for a long time, let me try!"

The cold-faced young man also saw the flute in his hand, so he sneered: "What are you buying this for?" Wu Yichen's attitude towards him was obviously not as good as that of the leader's brother, so he snorted and got back into the carriage, the young man suddenly became angry He opened the curtain and walked in, yelling angrily: "I warn you! If you disturb me by blowing something, be careful, I will beat you!"

Hearing what he said, Wu Yichen stared instead, and made a sharp and clear high note across the flute.

The team members who were repairing the outside of the car suddenly felt their teeth sour, and the young man tightly covered his ears: "You!!"

Wu Yichen took back the flute and said triumphantly, "Then I'll play it while you're asleep! I'll play it next to your ear! Let's see if you're still asleep!"

The boy gritted his teeth angrily and wanted to beat someone up.

But Wu Yichen just talked about it, practicing playing during the daytime, the originally boring trip to Beijing, with the company of music, is also a lot of fun, but Wu Yichen's playing level... I really don't think so much.

Wu Yichen was kicked out of the carriage by the teenager, and sat next to the elder brother who was driving the carriage, playing the bamboo flute intermittently in his hand, just as the elder brother heard a piece of music, there was a broken sound of "zi'er wah" in an instant, which made the elder brother's hair stand on end in fright.

Wu Yichen hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

The eldest brother waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, you want to go to Kyoto to select musicians, right?"

Seeing Wu Yichen nodding his head, the eldest brother worriedly said: "You can't do this! There are so many capable people in Dachen crowded together, you can't do it just by whistling!"

Wu Yichen scratched his head in embarrassment: "This... I learned the flute when I was very young, and then I learned other things, and I haven't played it for a long time."

The eldest brother asked him: "Then you use what you have learned to compete? Why use it? You are not good at bragging..."

Wu Yichen couldn't help lamenting, he also wanted to compare with the instrument he was good at, but where could he get another piano?

Fortunately, after a few days of screaming "zi'er wow", Wu Yichen started to play slowly. To be precise, he played quite well. Everyone in the team asked him to play a section for everyone to listen to. Even the boy who had always been eccentric no longer rolled his eyes, and occasionally leaned out of the carriage, propped his chin and listened quietly to him playing the flute.

It had been a month since the caravan set off, and finally saw the towering Zhongzhou Boundary Pillar by the side of the road. From here, it took another ten days to reach Kyoto.

Entering Zhongzhou, suddenly many people appeared on the road, everyone walked in a hurry, and even Wu Yichen spotted a blond, blue-eyed foreigner. I don't know what language they speak. It shouldn't be English in this era, right?

All kinds of travelers are heading for the capital, but the ones Wu Yichen finds the most are the musicians with this kind of instrument. It seems that the selection competition in Kyoto this time is really huge.He silently clenched the bamboo flute in his hand, caressing it with a dejected expression, the sudden sentimentality caught the young man beside him a little unprepared, subconsciously wanted to ask a few words, but curled his lips and looked away.

ten days later.

Wu Yichen lifted the curtain of the car excitedly, looked at the towering city gate in front of him, and let out a very useless wow.

The big brother in the team leader smiled honestly: "The Imperial City of Kyoto! We're here!" Wu Yichen turned his head and narrowed his eyes, laughing at him with deep dimples.

With the identity and household registration information, the convoy can enter the capital smoothly. Duan Jiyao has already resolved Wu Yichen's identity problem, and he is registered with the Duan family in Southwest China, who is said to be a distant relative of the Duan family.After the motorcade was in Kyoto, the cold-faced young man got out of the carriage and said to the team leader: "Thank you for taking care of me all the way, I will go first!" Wu Yichen asked him where he was going, the young man glanced at him, Wu Yichen immediately turned his head and left without thinking. Listen to his yin and yang weirdness!

King's Mansion in Kyoto.

The masked skinny boy knocked on the side door and stuffed a stack of documents through the crack of the opened door. After a while, the side door opened and the boy walked in.

The young man walked quickly through the corridor, walked to the study room very familiarly, stood in front of the door and shouted loudly: "Wen Bai, please see the prince."

The door of the study room was opened from the inside, and the young man walked in, and knelt down to Liu Yuan who was wiping his sword before the table: "I have seen the prince!"

Liu Yuan put down the things in his hands, and pouted from him: "Get up and sit down."

As soon as the voice fell, Wang Ruobin walked in from the outside, and the young man immediately stood up and shouted, "Prince Wang!"

Wang Ruobin sighed, and smiled at him: "It's been a long journey!"

The boy shook his head quickly: "It's not hard, it's not hard! I'm just following along."

"What's the situation now?" Prince Liu suddenly asked.

Wen Bo turned around and reported: "The convoy has already entered Beijing, and I have been with that kid all the way. When the convoy was repairing in the market town a few days ago, he found some elections. It seems that he wants to try it."

Liu Yuan was stunned: "What election?"

Wen Bo said: "Musician! By the way, I heard it was held by the Tai Le Department. Your lord, aren't you in charge of the Tai Le Department now?"

Liu Yuan frowned: "Isn't he... Taiyue Department selects musicians to compare the instruments they are good at first. What instrument did he choose?"

"He chose the flute." Wen Bo told him.

Liu Yuan stopped talking, Wen Bai looked at Wang Ruobin for no reason, and saw Wang Ruobin was impatient, and Wen Bai was wondering, so he heard Lord Liu say: "I remember you can play the flute, go and play with Wu Yichen Sign up."

"Why!" Wen Bai jumped up anxiously, "It's all right for me to protect him all the way to the capital, so why go to be with him now!"

Liu Wang persuaded in a gentle tone: "Wu Yichen just came to the capital, not to mention the place where he is not familiar, and he has no money and no ability to make a living, so you help take care of his daily life."

"Why!" Wen Bo yelled anxiously with a pale face, "You let me protect him to come to the capital, and I will treat him as something useful. This person has already arrived in the capital, why do you still want to protect him? !"

"Because he is still a child, not sensible." Wang Ruobin said coolly from the side.

Liu Yuan raised his leg and kicked Wang Ruobin, and then turned his head to persuade Wen Bai: "You should have killed many assassins along the way, and they were all sent by the capital. He is not in good condition now. Safety, it's really hard for me to make a move, so I can only work hard on you."

The corners of Wen Bai's eyes drooped and he looked extremely aggrieved: "But, why? Obviously that kid wants to kill you..."

"Yes, yes." Wang Ruobin added fuel to the flames, "We are usually cautious in our words and deeds, why are we so disrespectful towards this kid? The people in the secret camp usually hide them tightly, but they deliberately went out of their way for this kid. Send out a protector, and you won't be afraid of being caught."

Sure enough, Wen Bai became even more angry, Liu Yuan raised his leg and kicked again, but Wang Ruobin quickly avoided it.

Liu Yuan persuaded him for a while, and in the end Wen Bo accepted it reluctantly, and he did not forget to tell Liu Yuan: "I was ordered by the prince to protect him. He wants to hurt you, and I will never forgive him. When the matter is over and he is useless, I will definitely kill him!" After saying that, he cupped his fists and turned to leave.

Prince Liu had a terrible headache, picked up the rag for wiping the sword, and threw it at Wang Ruobin, who was gloating at his misfortune.

After getting along for a month, Wu Yichen relied on his personal charm to get along very well with everyone in the team, so much so that when they were about to part, everyone was very reluctant to part with him.

The elder brother of the team leader personally sent him to the gate of the Tai Le Department, reluctantly told him to take good care of himself in the capital, watched him walk up to the high steps in front of the Tai Le Department, and then took everyone to the store with confidence. goods.

There were crowds of people in front of the Taile Department, looking at the bustling crowd, Wu Yichen subconsciously clenched the bamboo flute in his hand, and resolutely walked towards the open gate.

The musicians in front of the Taile Department are different from those seen in the market town before. The musicians here are not only old people with white beard and hair, but also many young people in their prime.But the same as those musicians, everyone had a cold face, serious expression, Wu Yichen called it the arrogance of musicians.

But Wu Yichen didn't care, he was a student, so he was different from these experienced musicians.

So he talked to people with a smile on his face, no matter what other people's attitudes were, when it was his turn to sign up, the smiling young man instantly won the favor of the official in charge.

Wu Yichen always had a smile on his face, but he was not obsequious. When he signed up, his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing. This was very different from most of the people present. The official in charge couldn't help but chat with him a few more times.Wu Yichen successfully passed the registration, but at this time there was commotion in the team behind him, the official in charge frowned and got up, Wu Yichen turned his head curiously, and saw the neat team being pushed away by force, a young expressionless face walked away from the crowd out.

Wu Yichen asked the sky speechlessly, this man is so lingering! !

The cold-faced boy ran all the way to the front of the line, rolled his eyes at Wu Yichen very naturally, pushed him away when Wu Yichen exploded, and said domineeringly to the official recorder: "I'm signing up."

This man was so powerful that all the weak musicians only dared to discuss it quietly, and no one dared to stand out. The recorder had no choice but to pick up a pen and ask, "Name."

The young man took the pen from his hand, wrote two characters on it, and said to him: "Wen Bai."

Standing on the side of the road with the Wenbai boy holding the registration voucher, Wu Yichen hesitated for a long time, but dared to speak: "I... can I ask you a question?"

Wen Bo let him speak angrily.

Wu Yichen said cautiously: "You, do you have an older brother named Wensong?"

Wen Bo: "..."

"No!!!" Wu Yichen was stunned by his yelling, and saw Wen Bai was so angry that the top of his head was smoking, "No!! What's wrong with you all!!"

After finishing the yelling, Wen Bai rushed away angrily, leaving Wu Yichen alone with a confused face, wondering, what does "you" mean?