Early next morning.

The sky is dark and bright.

Wang Sheng opened his hands, and Hong Xiu put Wang Sheng in Confucian clothes.

If you want to enter the palace to meet the prince, you must dress carefully.

Men's clothing in the Qin and Han Dynasties was dominated by robes. Robes have always been used as formal wear.

When the Western Jin Dynasty succeeded the Han and Wei dynasties, the dress did not change much.

Their basic styles are mostly large sleeves, with obvious convergence at the cuffs, and the collar and sleeves are decorated with lace. The collars of the robes are mainly open collars, most of which are cut into a heart-shaped style, revealing underwear when worn. The hem of the robes is often exposed.

Make a row of dense pleats, and some even cut them into a crescent shape.

Wang Sheng wears a long-sleeved, bare-collared robe, but the robe is also lined with white underwear, and the lower body of the robe is also similar to the pleated skirt of later generations.

The head is wrapped in a scarf, and a Jinxian crown is added to the scarf.

According to the customs of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, when civil servants were going to court, they usually used a brush to write down what they had said on bamboo slips. After writing, they would insert the pen holder into their ears and hairline. From then on, a system was formed. All civil servants who went to court were required to insert their pens.

, the tip of the pen is not dipped in ink and is purely used for decoration. It is known as "hairpin white pen" in history.

There are also specific regulations on the color of court clothes in the Jin Dynasty. They should be worn according to the five seasons throughout the year, that is, cyan is used in spring; red is used in summer; yellow is used in summer; white is used in autumn; and black is used in winter.

Although Wang Sheng was white at this time, Aunt Qing also prepared a red civil service dress for him.

The dress weighing about ten kilograms was put on his body. Even though he looked gorgeous and handsome in it, Wang Sheng couldn't smile on his face.

To know...

Although it is now September 11th, which is technically autumn, the midday sun is still fierce and the temperature has not really dropped.

The autumn air in the morning was kind and somewhat chilly, but Wang Sheng still looked a little warm in what he wore.

If it were noon, wouldn't the sweat on my body be flowing down like a waterfall?

Hong Xiu helped Wang Sheng smooth out the wrinkles at his collar. She looked at Wang Sheng who was standing up straight, with a special gleam in her beautiful eyes.

"Originally, Lang Jun was a talented person, but now that he is wearing this uniform, he is even more handsome and handsome. I am afraid there is no one in Luoyang who is more handsome than Lang Jun."

Wang Sheng shook his head gently.

If it weren't for the restraint of etiquette, he would have wanted to wear slippers to see Sima Yu.

"How does it compare to Wei Shubao?" Wang Sheng had the leisure to tease Hong Xiu.

The so-called Wei Shubao refers to Wei Jie, the great-grandson of Cao Wei Shangshu Wei Jie and the grandson of Taibao Guan.

Although Wei Jie was full of knowledge and one of the most famous metaphysicians, he was famous all over the world for his beauty in history, and was called "one of the four most beautiful men in ancient China" by later generations.

When Wei Jie usually travels by car, there are countless women from good families following him. He can be said to be the ancestor of star idols.

"Uncle Wei?"

Hongxiu was stunned for a moment, and while helping Wang Sheng straighten the Jinxian crown, he said: "Wei Shubao is a beautiful woman. It is said that he is handsome, bold and graceful, but Hongxiu has never seen him, but he has met Wei Shubao.

, in my slave’s heart, he is not half as good-looking as your husband.”

Forehead...

Comparing his beauty with the four most beautiful men in ancient China, Wang Sheng didn't have much confidence. Hongxiu said that he was more beautiful than Wei Jie, which is probably like Zou Ji's wife and concubine saying that he was more beautiful than Xu Gong.

None of this can be taken seriously.

Back in time, Wang Sheng was not competing for beauty with these people.

If you want to compare, you can learn by comparing your wits and skills!

"This Wei Shubao is also Prince Xian Ma. Maybe I will see him today. Since Hongxiu thinks he is not good-looking, I don't need to go out of my way to befriend him."

"ah?"

Hongxiu yelled softly, but her face suddenly turned red.

"My husband's friendship has nothing to do with me, a beautiful concubine. Hongxiu just wants to serve my husband well."

Wang Sheng laughed and went to see the prince. It was not fun to tease Hong Xiu.

Why....

It would be better if I could not wear such heavy clothes.

Wang Sheng was very worried about this outfit.

After being delayed in the room for a long time, Wang Sheng walked out slowly.

Jiang Tong, Aunt Qing, and the eunuch of the Crown Prince had already been waiting outside the door. As for the two people from the temple department, they went back to the temple department to report on their duties this morning.

Seeing Wang Sheng come out, Jiang Tong and Aunt Qing's eyes lit up slightly.

What a handsome young man!

Wang Sheng was originally handsome and handsome. As the saying goes, a man relies on his clothes and his horse relies on his saddle. With a set of civil official uniforms on his body, his original delicate looks turned into handsome.

"The husband is actually good-looking."

Aunt Qing on the side also joked: "The way Mr. Lang looks, it means he is not polite. I don't think those people will say anything."

Forehead...

After all, the Western Jin Dynasty was also an era of looking at faces!

"Brother Ying Yuan, aunt, please stop teasing me. It's getting late now. I'll leave as soon as possible."

Jiang Tong shook his head slightly.

"It's not urgent, we'll wait a little longer."

Wait a little longer?

Wang Sheng frowned slightly.

"Did something happen to this matter?"

The expression on Jiang Tong's face was relaxed, and he didn't look like something had happened.

Sure enough, Jiang Tong's next words completely put Wang Sheng's heart at ease.

"Of course nothing has changed. Today I have made an appointment with Brother Chu Zhong and Brother Yang Zhong to come over to cheer you up. I will wait for them first."

Wang Sheng smelled something different in Jiang Tong's words.

"Cheer?"

Jiang Tong chuckled and asked Wang Sheng something meaningful.

"Lang Jun thinks that the prince's uterus is full of people who are dedicated to doing things for the prince?"

"Um?"

Could it be that the people in the prince's womb are still a little complicated?

"Brother Ying Yuan, please speak clearly."

"Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are fights. There is only one prince, but there are hundreds or thousands of subordinate officials, but the prince's trust and love only have this little..."

Jiang Tong did not continue to say anything, but Wang Sheng already understood what he said.

"Brother Ying Yuan means that there are several factions in this palace?"

"There are no factions, but there are quite a few who have ulterior motives."

"Furthermore, even if the people in the Crown Prince's palace are wholeheartedly thinking about His Highness, how can they take Lang Jun seriously because of his poor family background?"

This is the reason for ‘cheering’.

The corners of Wang Sheng's mouth gradually curled up.

Fortunately, he had made the worst estimate of what was going on in the Crown Prince's womb, so his face still looked like he had a winning chance.

Looking at Wang Sheng's face, Jiang Tong was a little surprised.

He originally thought that Wang Sheng's expression would change even if he was not shocked when he heard the news, but now Xiao Langjun looked like he was sure of victory, which immediately aroused Jiang Tong's curiosity.

"Aren't you afraid, Mr. Lang?"

"Afraid?"

Wang Sheng looked at Jiang Tong with a strange look on his face and asked, "Why should I be afraid?"

"Those people in the palace are..."

Before Jiang Tong finished speaking, a burst of laughter came from outside the village:

"Hahaha, Xiao Langjun is right, why should we be afraid of those people in the palace!"

Wang Sheng and Jiang Tong both turned their heads away.

At the gate of Waizhuang, Wang Dun, dressed in brocade clothes, walked in from the gate of Waizhuang with a big smile. Behind him, Pan Tao was dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a smile on his face.

"Brother Chu Zhong, brother Yang Zhong."

Both Wang Sheng and Jiang Tong saluted.
To be continued...