Chang'an city is very big.

Although the people here in Dongshi basically know that Tonghui square has a great character.

And Xishi has heard of it.

But some people still don't know about it.

Like yongyangfang.

This place is located in the most corner of Chang'an City, and there are basically no people here on weekdays. It belongs to the place where slaves are concentrated.

In addition to the high walls and tiles built by the government on the main streets, the continuous shacks behind these high walls have become the main style of yongyang square.

It is also called shack house by people living here.

It is also called a pigsty by outsiders.

People who can't live here are basically slaves, and they are all old people who can't get out of here.

At this point.

In yongyang square, near the corner of the city wall, a house made of bamboo and strips of wild grass is still a house.

A man in his twenties was wearing a Confucian robe full of pudding, washed white and even yellow, which seemed to decay and tear with a little force. He was holding a notice in his hand.

This notice is the imperial edict announced by the emperor in Zhangfeng tavern today.

"Free!"

"Free!"

"Tuition free!"

The young man was trembling with excitement.

His name is Ma Zhou.

In order to study, he has been in Chang'an for three years. In these three years, he has raised horses, worked as a chore, and even forced to make a living. He has not been a schoolboy in a rich family. However, he does one thing every day, that is, he sends letters of recommendation everywhere.

Although the Tang Dynasty is an imperial examination system, basically the scientific examinations at this time still need recommendation. In the past three years, he has grown from a lengtouqing who doesn't know anything and only cares about his dreams to a mediocre who has to make a living every day.

It's not easy. I settled down in the government office. In this place where there is an inch of land and an inch of gold in Chang'an, I can be regarded as a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

But the idea of reading was still in his heart. Although Chang'an University opened that day, he rushed forward without hesitation, regardless of the risk of being beaten by his host and driven out, but

He can't get in!

Only because he didn't wear a Confucian robe, but only the clothes of a servant.

Finally, with the money accumulated for three years, I changed a Confucian robe on the black market, and I still wear this one. Although it is a little shabby, it is also a Confucian robe at least. However, when I heard the news, the Academy named University in Chang'an was closed!

This can't help but make Ma Zhou desperate.

I'm going to be thirty. Why will this end?

But just as he was desperate to leave Chang'an and travel to Shandong to see if he could put himself under the door of Shandong gentry, someone saw him pitiful this morning and tore this thing off the bulletin board and gave it to him.

what is it?

This is heaven and man!

Ma Zhou held the notice and his eyes were red.

"Boy, today's Tonghui square is very lively. The innkeeper of the tavern, that is, the head of the White Deer academy, is having a big banquet for guests. It's said that in addition to the four evil kings of Chang'an, several famous rich people are celebrating in it. If you want to go to visit the sect, now is the time."

An old man squatting beside Ma Zhou said as he pulled hay from Ma Zhou's hut while weaving straw sandals in his hands.

Although the roof of the hut was almost picked up by the old man, Ma Zhou didn't care.

He hurried to take the prayer note, but when he picked it up, he couldn't help hesitating again.

"Old man Liu, are you sure that the head of the courtyard in Tonghui square is having a big banquet for guests now?"

"Is this still false? You just go out of this shack and go to the street to have a look and listen. People who go today can basically have a round stomach. The old man, I just ate running water..."

Without waiting for the old man to finish talking, Ma Zhou had already hurried away.

This is an opportunity.

Although I may not be able to get into other people's eyes now, if I can see Zhang Feng today, maybe this is an opportunity!

However, when he rushed to huitongfang and looked at the running water mats on the street, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Although it was still summer at this time, all the people put on the new clothes they were willing to wear for the new year. Although they were so thick that everyone was grinning and sweating, what was this?

This is their face!

They are the people of Tonghui square, and today Tonghui square has such a big thing, how can they lose Zhang Feng's face?

See Ma Zhou coming.

The old village head, who is responsible for welcoming guests under the willow outside the square, arched his hands.

"Please, come inside, come!"

While talking, you have to pull Ma Zhou in. Although Ma Zhou wears shabby clothes, in this era, anyone who can wear Confucian robes will be respected.

But Ma Zhou hesitated.

Smelling the tempting smell in the air, he couldn't help but stop walking.

"Student Ma Zhou came to visit Mr. Zhang Feng, but... Forget it, I'd better come back another day."