As an immigrant city, Yangzhou Prefecture has the custom of worshiping the horse god. The Horse God Temple worships Guan Yu's red rabbit horse and Zhao Gou's grass mud horse. The two horses, one red and one white, complement each other.

The incense of the Horse Temple was extremely popular. After Kang Fei and Zhang Huan came out, they joked, "The old general, marrying a wife in Yangzhou is called marrying a horse horse. Does it have anything to do with this Horse Temple!"

The old general was stunned by his question, "The incense in this Horse Temple is so popular. As far as I know, it is because there are many merchants in Shanxi, Yangzhou Prefecture. As for what has something to do with marrying a horse, this... you really stump me."

It has to do with many businessmen in Shanxi? Kang Fei could not help but complain, "I know that Mr. Guan Er is from Shanxi, but I don't think that Mr. Guan Er is so diligent. Instead, the Red Rabbit Horse is being worshipped and the incense is still so popular. I think it's because of this reason that we marry horses in Yangzhou..."

The old general was so amused and laughed at by him, "Okay, whatever you say is what you say, anyway..." He said halfway and stopped talking. Kang Fei looked at the old general, wondering that the old man probably said nothing good.

Although this old man is kind and righteous, Kang Fei can see that the old man is now [seventy and does not go beyond the rules]. To put it bluntly, he is an old naughty child's heart.

Moreover, the so-called "doing your heart and not going beyond the rules" is a big statement.

You should know that after five hundred years, the Great Sword was violated, but the Great Sword did not violate the law in the Ming Dynasty, and it was a romantic and elegant thing.

For example, most officials have the custom of raising children, and this one is not beyond the rules. So, even though the old man's hair and hair are all white and look like an old god, I can't tell you what's going on in his heart!

Therefore, Kang Fei asked in confusion, "Old General, don't you slander me in your heart?"

"Nonsense." The old general raised his beard and was righteous. Then he smiled and said to him, "I said Kang Fei! It's thousands of miles apart. Don't always be a veteran general. Why don't you call me Daddy..."

Looking at the old man's smiling face, Kang Fei always felt that the old man was taking advantage of him.

His eyes rolled, and he also smiled on his face, "Old General, why not, I call you father-in-law..."

The old general Zhang suddenly collapsed, "What's the name of father-in-law? It sounds so ugly. I'm not a erotic eunuch."

The place where they said this was opposite the Horse Temple, and not far from it was Majian Lane. It was originally the home of the imperial horse shepherd's yamen. However, after the Yongle year, the Horse Shepherd's Prison became a archway for the cousin and no longer existed.

Kang Fei could not help but laugh at him, "The old general, the Hermitage Bureau is a serious civil servant, and he has no money to do with the eunuch."

"That's not going to work either." Zhang Huan was stubborn and insisted that Kang Fei call him father.

"You old dad is really hard to play..." Kang Fei added an old word in front of his dad, but General Zhang blew his beard and glared at him, "You kid want to be stubborn? How can dad and dad be the same? Do you think I am a Huizhou boy who just came to Yangzhou?"

When he said this, there were several friends wearing square scarves next to him. Two of them had their eyebrows raised and were about to get angry when they heard this. As a result, someone next to him grabbed them and said why bother with these people.

The two scholars consciously read articles of sages and will educate the people in the future. If they cannot educate the elderly and the young in Yangzhou, then what is the use of reading this book?

"Duh! You old man, you are so rude..." One of them shouted loudly immediately.

With his shout, the whole street suddenly became quiet, and then everyone stopped to look at them.

As mentioned earlier, in ancient streets, both horses were wide and loose. The ancient books often say that a certain official went to court and met another official opposite, and took the lead in letting the sedan chair avoid the alley next to him. It was called "elegantness". Why should we avoid it? The reason is very simple. The road is not wide enough! If two sedan chairs collide head-on, there must be one sedan chair that cannot be passed, otherwise what else can it be? Can't you beat someone to give way?

Therefore, half of the street heard this shout. The originally noisy street was silent at this time, and only the cicadas were chirping.

Cialis, cialis, cialis...

The cicada kept chirping.

Kang Fei looked at the young man who was about the early twenties, wearing a square scarf, a crepe robe, soap boots under his feet, a poem fan in his hands, and a face that looked like the ancient moon in his autumn. He looked clean and innocent, and looked like a rich child.

He looked at Zhang Huan, the old general looked at him, and then his eyes signaled him to speak.

After coughing dryly, Kang Fei bowed, "My friend, don't you know what to do?"

Several friends wearing square scarves looked at each other, but the young man in the lead spoke, and said, "I dare not see the teachings. But, after hearing this, the old man spoke, he had something in his heart, and he would not be happy if he didn't vomit..."

Kang Fei was helpless and thought to himself that if you want to vomit, he said, "I'm just about to ask for advice."

He is traveling far away today, so naturally he can't wear a sling like his father, and he is also wearing a crepe robe. As mentioned earlier, this robe is the casual wear of scholars of this era, which is equivalent to brands like Seven Wolves five hundred years later. From the elders to the students, they are mostly worn.

This outfit looks like a young scholar (note: please refer to the factory flower inside the Dragon Gate Flying Armor).

There are other considerations when dressing up as a scholar. When going out, there is less trouble for a scholar to dress up as a scholar.

The most typical example is Xu Xiake. Xu Xiake has no fame, but he has been a scholar all his life and traveled around. After decades, he only met a military officer who checked his road sign, that is, his ID card. Moreover, he often borrowed slaves to carry him sedan chairs at the post station... What? Do you think he is a great geographer? Yes, but the four words of feudal era should be added in advance.

We can be sure of Xu Xiake's psychological activities: I am a scholar. Although I didn't take the exam for fame and fortune, I have thousands of books in my mind and borrowed a few servants from the local government. What's wrong?

Therefore, don’t regard the privileged class of scholars as ordinary people. No matter how hard scholars suffer, more than 75% of the country’s income in the Ming Dynasty comes from agricultural taxes. Can scholars suffer more than farmers?

Therefore, scholars have many conveniences to dress.

Of course, it was also because Kang Fei's Taoist robe, and his friend opened his mouth and shut up to see the teachings, which seemed to be the tone of a scholar, and the other side had the intention of speaking.

Of course, to put it bluntly, if Kang Fei opened his mouth, he would be an ordinary citizen. Maybe the other person would take a movie to the yamen at this time.

"Friend, do you know that when I came to Beijing next year, scholars in the north said that we were accustomed to the southern scholars..." A young man with a face like the ancient moon in the autumn talked loudly, "My friend, you elder, is a son of Huizhou, which is too ugly. Wouldn't it be a disgrace to be a polite person? I often hear that the locals in Yangzhou Prefecture only have 23 or 3 or 6 or 7 or 10. They are people who live in all directions. If this father-in-law scolds people, he will not say anything. Wouldn't he think that the atmosphere of Yangzhou's scholars is not good? They are all seeds of study in Jiangnan, so why should there be such regional discrimination?"

After hearing this, Kang Fei had nothing to say. Instead, the veteran General Zhang Huan suddenly spoke, "You have made some sense..."

When the young scholar heard this, he immediately showed joy on his face. He felt that his words made the old man self-examination, and it was obvious that he had studied to the core of his studies.

General Zhang thought for a while and continued, "George discrimination? After all, he is a scholar. He said it well. I have received teachings."

As he said, he bent down and bowed. The people on the other side suddenly showed a look of joy on their faces. Everyone was a scholar, and what they like most was to stuff their thoughts into other people's minds.

The young man with a face of three autumns and ancient moons was about to reach out to support General Zhang, but at this time the old general kept his waist and then said, "From today on, I will hate two kinds of people. First, it is the regional discriminator mentioned by this scholar. Second, it is the son of Huizhou..."
Chapter completed!