After wearing the best mother-in-law, my way is wide

Chapter 608

In the evening, Feng Yin and his party appeared in front of the city gate of Yuzhou Prefecture.

Same as when we arrived last time, there was a long line at the gate of the city. When Feng Yin and the others arrived, people lined up on both sides of the road looked here.

Zhang Yiming glanced at Feng Yin, and said softly: "You guys don't get out of the car, I'll go and communicate with them."

Feng Yin nodded, and said softly: "Be careful."

Zhang Yiming patted her shoulder lightly and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the people here will not be more difficult to deal with than the people I have come into contact with before."

Feng Yin didn't doubt this at all, and looked at him with starry eyes: "Well, I believe you."

Having received the trust and encouragement of his beloved woman, Zhang Yiming happily jumped out of the carriage that had just stopped.

In the mule cart behind, Zhang Huishu's sister-in-law and sister-in-law Zhang Huishu couldn't help but remove the curtain and look out curiously when they saw the car stop.

It was found that only his father Zhang Yiming got out of the car, but his mother remained silent.

So the sister-in-law and sister-in-law looked at each other, put down the car curtain again and sat back, quietly waiting for the result.

Zhang Yiming wore a pair of blue Confucian shirts, and accompanied by Hua Zheng, walked gracefully through the crowd and came to the guards.

Seeing a scholar suddenly walking out of the long crowd, the city guards all looked over curiously.

Zhang Yiming had told Feng Yin earlier that the Great Crane Dynasty they were in now was equivalent to the Great Song Dynasty of Blue Star, and the status of literati had been infinitely elevated.

Therefore, when Zhang Yiming, a scholar with a reputation as a scholar, appeared, the officers and soldiers would react in this way.

Before he could reach the door, a man who was obviously the captain of the city guard quickly came up to him.

He clasped his fists and saluted: "Sir, what advice do you have?"

In this era, the term "Mister" is a general term for scholars, and it also shows the respect that ordinary people have for scholars.

Zhang Yiming: "..." Although I knew that the status of scholars in this era was high, I didn't expect it to be so high.

He remained calm, but with a gentle smile, he replied elegantly and dignifiedly: "This old man is about to participate in this year's autumn boudoir, so he brought his family to Fucheng to prepare for the exam in advance."

While speaking, he pointed back at his own team, indicating that the other party was not talking nonsense.

"Good talk, good talk."

Seeing this, the captain of the city guard hurriedly gestured behind him, "Sir, please get in the car, and I will let them go."

"Thank you, the old man remembered you."

Zhang Yiming took a deep look at the person in front of him, with a gentle smile on his lips.

"You're welcome, sir. Little Wang Xiaosan, a small corporal commander of the Yuzhou city guard, is not worthy of your concern."

Wang Xiaosan was happy when he heard Zhang Yiming's words, but he said it very humbly, "If you need anything, sir, just send someone to notify you."

You must know that if soldiers like them can have a relationship with any scholar, it is a good thing that their ancestors burned high incense.

Just now Zhang Yiming said to remember him, which meant that he accepted Wang Xiaosan's love, and if there is a need in the future, he will help him according to the situation.

How could this not make Wang Xiaosan excited and happy.

"You are very good."

Zhang Yiming was amused in his heart, but he praised the other party with a serious face, "The old man remembered it."

"In the future, in Fucheng, it is necessary to ask you to know about the situation in Fucheng."

As he said that, he patted the other person's shoulder, seeing the man's dark old face flushed with excitement.

He withdrew his hand, turned around with Hua Zheng and returned to his own convoy, motioned for the mule cart behind to follow, and then got on the carriage.

"So fast?"

Seeing that he came back not long after, Feng Yin couldn't help asking curiously.

(End of this chapter)