It is only the handsome guy from Luoyang who can do it.

Shortly after Wang Xuance took the drawing and looked at the prefabricated components, from Jiannan to Chang'an, a young man in a Confucian robe was reading carefully, picking up his right hand and slapped him on his face. However, unlike Wang Xuance, the young man in a Confucian robe spread his palms, and there was indeed a huge mosquito inside!

"Immortal Banban, how tender are the mosquito sacs?"

The young man couldn't help but whine, "After so many days of travel, the sachet has failed. If I feed the mosquitoes all the way, my handsome face will not be bitten and swollen?"

"Tu tuk!"

It was at this moment that the door of the station was knocked.

The young man put down the book on his left hand and shook his right hand twice, but failed to shake off the mosquito corpse. He could only use his left hand to bounce the mosquito corpse in his right palm to the door. When he opened the door, he found that it was the postmaster.

"This envoy!"

The postmaster was an official at least. Although the scholar who traveled far away had a good family background, he could not offend a postmaster. He asked very politely: "Is there anything wrong?"

"I'm just a minor official, but I dare not take it! But the husband went to Chang'an for the second time and would definitely get a good score. I'm explaining that you are the servant!"

He did not hit the smiley person, and the scholar was polite. The postmaster responded naturally with a smile. He raised the object in his hand and said, "Our post station is close to the forest, and there are many mosquitoes. Why don't you come here to ask your husband if he needs mosquito coils! It's the thing in his hand, the thing made by the Chanjun Hou's workshop, which is very effective in repelling mosquitoes."

"There is actually a mosquito coil at this station?"

Young people from aristocratic families naturally saw what the Yicheng was in the hands of the Yicheng. Every spring, summer, autumn and three seasons in his family, mosquito coils are indispensable. However, he thought that only wealthy families could use this mosquito coil. There was no need to go out of the first door?

"some!"

Yicheng replied with a smile: "Although there are few people in poor families who buy this mosquito coil, it is really not a valuable thing. You can buy a box of it with just a few dollars! Our inn doesn't need to buy it, and it is directly distributed by the county government."

"Okay! Then I'll give you two plates!"

The scholar nodded and asked, "How much?"

"No money is charged!"

The official secretary shook his head, "The Shangguans said that the men who went to Beijing to take the exam don't even have money to use mosquito coils, and they also said that this was decided by the champion Hou!"

"Thank you then!"

"Don't thank me, thank you, thank you Guanjunhou!"

The official secretary presented the mosquito coil with both hands, but the scholar was stunned for a moment!

Thanks to Champion Hou?

this......

"This man?"

Seeing that the scholar was unmoved, the official secretary simply asked, "Do you know how to use it?"

"Can you use it! Can you use it!"

The scholar who came to his senses nodded and then took the mosquito coil.

The Yicheng received this reply and didn't say much. He just told the mosquito coils to stay away from the bed and left immediately. That's why he did not see the hesitation and entanglement on the face behind the scholar closing the door.

In the room, mosquitoes continued to fly, and the buzzing sound made people feel boring.

The scholar holding the mosquito coil hesitated for a long time and finally ignited the mosquito coil.

The buzzing sound began to weaken, but the scholar who returned to the side of the desk grabbed the book but felt even more bored inexplicably.

"Tu tuk!"

It was at this moment that there was another knock on the door outside.

Could there be something else about the Postmaster?

The scholar who was in a state of boredom frowned, then took a deep breath to dispel the wrinkles on his brows and opened the door.

But I found that the person standing at the door was not the Yicheng, but a man wearing a blue Confucian shirt.

"I've seen this brother!"

The green Confucian shirt saluted first, "I was also a scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam. The official secretary said that this house was specially provided for those who took the exam."

The inn is not an inn. Although there are rooms, there is never a distinction between upper, middle and lower. Most of the pedestrians in the past sleep together. It is a good arrangement to leave a room for scholars.

The scholars inside the door naturally knew about this. He smiled and replied, then opened the door and let the green Confucian shirt outside the door walk in.

"Hmm? You actually lit the mosquito coils sent from Tanghe?"

As soon as he entered the house, the green Confucian shirt seemed to have no intention of coming first and then coming. He pointed to the mosquito coil and started to preach, "Brother, I am also a scholar, how can you use this? Don't you know that this is what Tanghe intended to give to scholars all over the world! The purpose is to ease our resistance to the untouchables he introduced in this imperial examination! The small favors are not everywhere, and the people do not follow it. Such a small plate of mosquito coils wants us to argue without reason?

Brother, you are really!

The patriots do not drink the water from the stolen springs, and the honest ones do not accept the food given by pity! Why did the brother use the mosquito coils he sent from the Tang River because of this little mosquito flies?"

It is only the handsome guy from Luoyang who can do it.

Shortly after Wang Xuance took the drawing and looked at the prefabricated components, from Jiannan to Chang'an, a young man in a Confucian robe was reading carefully, picking up his right hand and slapped him on his face. However, unlike Wang Xuance, the young man in a Confucian robe spread his palms, and there was indeed a huge mosquito inside!

"Immortal Banban, how tender are the mosquito sacs?"

The young man couldn't help but whine, "After so many days of travel, the sachet has failed. If I feed the mosquitoes all the way, my handsome face will not be bitten and swollen?"

"Tu tuk!"

It was at this moment that the door of the station was knocked.

The young man put down the book on his left hand and shook his right hand twice, but failed to shake off the mosquito corpse. He could only use his left hand to bounce the mosquito corpse in his right palm to the door. When he opened the door, he found that it was the postmaster.

"This envoy!"

The postmaster was an official at least. Although the scholar who traveled far away had a good family background, he could not offend a postmaster. He asked very politely: "Is there anything wrong?"

"I'm just a minor official, but I dare not take it! But the husband went to Chang'an for the second time and would definitely get a good score. I'm explaining that you are the servant!"

He did not hit the smiley person, and the scholar was polite. The postmaster responded naturally with a smile. He raised the object in his hand and said, "Our post station is close to the forest, and there are many mosquitoes. Why don't you come here to ask your husband if he needs mosquito coils! It's the thing in his hand, the thing made by the Chanjun Hou's workshop, which is very effective in repelling mosquitoes."

"There is actually a mosquito coil at this station?"

Young people from aristocratic families naturally saw what the Yicheng was in the hands of the Yicheng. Every spring, summer, autumn and three seasons in his family, mosquito coils are indispensable. However, he thought that only wealthy families could use this mosquito coil. There was no need to go out of the first door?

"some!"

Yicheng replied with a smile: "Although there are few people in poor families who buy this mosquito coil, it is really not a valuable thing. You can buy a box of it with just a few dollars! Our inn doesn't need to buy it, and it is directly distributed by the county government."

"Okay! Then I'll give you two plates!"

The scholar nodded and asked, "How much?"

"No money is charged!"

The official secretary shook his head, "The Shangguans said that the men who went to Beijing to take the exam don't even have money to use mosquito coils, and they also said that this was decided by the champion Hou!"

"Thank you then!"

"Don't thank me, thank you, thank you Guanjunhou!"

The official secretary presented the mosquito coil with both hands, but the scholar was stunned for a moment!

Thanks to Champion Hou?

this......

"This man?"

Seeing that the scholar was unmoved, the official secretary simply asked, "Do you know how to use it?"

"Can you use it! Can you use it!"

The scholar who came to his senses nodded and then took the mosquito coil.

The Yicheng received this reply and didn't say much. He just told the mosquito coils to stay away from the bed and left immediately. That's why he did not see the hesitation and entanglement on the face behind the scholar closing the door.

In the room, mosquitoes continued to fly, and the buzzing sound made people feel boring.

The scholar holding the mosquito coil hesitated for a long time and finally ignited the mosquito coil.

The buzzing sound began to weaken, but the scholar who returned to the side of the desk grabbed the book but felt even more bored inexplicably.

"Tu tuk!"

It was at this moment that there was another knock on the door outside.

Could there be something else about the Postmaster?

The scholar who was in a state of boredom frowned, then took a deep breath to dispel the wrinkles on his brows and opened the door.

But I found that the person standing at the door was not the Yicheng, but a man wearing a blue Confucian shirt.

"I've seen this brother!"

The green Confucian shirt saluted first, "I was also a scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam. The official secretary said that this house was specially provided for those who took the exam."

The inn is not an inn. Although there are rooms, there is never a distinction between upper, middle and lower. Most of the pedestrians in the past sleep together. It is a good arrangement to leave a room for scholars.

The scholars inside the door naturally knew about this. He smiled and replied, then opened the door and let the green Confucian shirt outside the door walk in.

"Hmm? You actually lit the mosquito coils sent from Tanghe?"

As soon as he entered the house, the green Confucian shirt seemed to have no intention of coming first and then coming. He pointed to the mosquito coil and started to preach, "Brother, I am also a scholar, how can you use this? Don't you know that this is what Tanghe intended to give to scholars all over the world! The purpose is to ease our resistance to the untouchables he introduced in this imperial examination! The small favors are not everywhere, and the people do not follow it. Such a small plate of mosquito coils wants us to argue without reason?
To be continued...