Time Travel and Love

"Yes! Otherwise, we common people would suffer so much! It is so difficult to support such a scholar!" Chu Qingmeng continued with his words.

"Oh, isn't it? In order to go to Beijing to take the exam, most of them had to pool their money and borrow again and again from their families, and only then could they reach the capital. As a result, it has been more than three months now, and no matter whether they take the exam or not, they have almost spent all the money they have! Most people only have one meal a day to survive, and they dare not eat a full meal. That's it. I think many people have almost spent all their money. There are also many people sleeping on the streets and eating rotten vegetable leaves!" The shopkeepers couldn't help shaking their heads when talking about these.

Is it that bad?! This time it wasn't just Jiang Heng and the others, even Mo Liuyuan and the other two couldn't help but be shocked. Mo Liuchen was shocked to realize that what he had seen that day was not the worst!

"Oh my, what are you talking about? How did you end up like this? You might as well go home!" Chu Qingmeng looked like a woman chatting casually.

"Oh, it's not that easy!" the shopkeeper sighed. "The imperial examination is held every three years, and so many people are waiting to stand out! Who would be willing to leave? They're afraid that the imperial court will start the examination right after they leave! Isn't this just wasting time?"

"Hey, that's what's going on! No wonder! I was wondering why there are so many students here lately!" Chu Qingmeng acted as if he had suddenly realized something. "Okay, I've rested enough. Second brother, third brother, fifth brother, shall we go?"

"Yeah." Several people nodded, and Chu Qingmeng took out the money to pay. Looking at the handful of copper coins in Chu Qingmeng's hand, Mo Liujin twitched his lips. She actually brought change. "Just let Leng Feng pay. Why are you carrying all this stuff? Aren't they heavy?"

"They didn't change their clothes, which is too eye-catching. And have you ever seen any common people with followers?" As everyone walked out, Chu Qingmeng answered him softly.

After returning to the restaurant, the group headed back to Wuhuali. This time, they simply sat casually under the shade of a tree, taking a break as if they were just passing through. They saw students faltering in their movements. Some, who were in better shape, clutched a few books in their arms. They must have found work copying books and were hurriedly returning to their residence to do the copying.

"Mother, you see, this is truly commendable. Even in this state, how many people are still willing to buy books to read?" Mo Jiangli sighed as he watched the students coming in and out, some of them carrying books. Mo Jiangche glanced at him and quickly looked away. He called her so smoothly!

Chu Qingmeng pursed his lips in silence. As expected, they were a group of people who were detached from the real world. "Jiang Li, they don't buy books to read, but borrow them to copy. After copying, they can sell them to support themselves. There are too many students, and copying jobs are not easy to find. A book can be sold for between 200 and 500 coins. After deducting the money for pens, ink, paper and inkstone, there is not much left."

"How much?! Mother, how much did you say?!" Mo Jiangqing was stunned. It would take at least seven or eight days to copy a book.

"You can go to a bookstore and ask when you go home today." Chu Qingmeng supported his chin with one hand in his veil hat and wrote a sentence casually on the ground with a branch in the other hand, "A group of silly boys who are out of touch with the world."

Mo Liuyuan and his companions saw this but said nothing, because they were also those 'silly boys' who were out of touch with the world.

Several people stood up and headed for the dilapidated temple. Chu Qingmeng didn't follow them in. Instead, Shuang Cheng led them to sit on a tree and watch them. He saw that the group of students were sick, thin, and no longer looked like human beings. This dilapidated temple had a main hall with two side rooms, and two more rooms in the courtyard. In this tiny space, there were four or five hundred people crammed into it! There were even people in the corner of the courtyard that was sheltered from the wind!

But after a while, several people came out. Chu Qingmeng shrugged and signaled everyone to go back. He got on his horse and went back. The silence of everyone along the way made Chu Qingmeng shake his head and chuckle. It was quite interesting to see different scenery occasionally.

After a long journey back to the main courtyard, Chu Qingmeng was almost panting like a dog, but everyone else was calm and collected.

After changing clothes, everyone sat in silence in the hall. Chu Qingmeng took the pills Shuang Cheng handed him and ate one. Mmm~ Hawthorn flavor~ Thoughtful father.

After a long silence, Chu Qingmeng broke it. "What do you think, Second Brother? Does Fifth Brother have any new thoughts?"

"I only know that it is difficult for ordinary people to study, but I never knew it would be so difficult." Because of Mu Lingxue's presence, Mo Liuyuan was still able to "experience some worldly life."

"I originally wanted to petition to cancel the imperial examination and let the students go home early, but after seeing you again today, I hesitated." Mo Liuchen spoke the truth.

"All nations will come to pay tribute soon. If we hold the imperial examination now, it will be difficult. But looking at the condition of the students, if we delay it for another month, there will probably be casualties." Mo Liuyuan was also worried.

"What do you think?" Chu Qingmeng looked at the younger generations.

"Mother, my son is a military general." Mo Jiangche felt helpless. This had little to do with him.

"Cultivate yourself, manage your family, govern the country, and bring peace to the world. This is what a man should have. It has nothing to do with whether you are a civil official or a military general." Chu Qingmeng took a sip of the tea in his hand, his tone calm.

Several younger generations looked up at her in surprise. How could a woman say that?

Mo Liuchen glanced at her, then looked at Mo Liujin, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Third brother, if you can't do it, can you lend me Qingmeng's storybook? Are these things in the storybook?!"