September 12, 2020 A.D., Dragon Palace on the Sea.

There is a long queue waiting to enter the Dragon Palace on the sea.

A long bridge leads from the port to the Dragon Palace on the sea, and at the entrance to the long bridge, there are security guards who stop the crowd.

On the coast, in the harbor, there are countless people watching the excitement, crowding the coast.

Suddenly, the gate of the Dragon Palace on the Sea opened, and a mist that seemed to come from nowhere, shrouded the Dragon Palace on the Sea.

"Huh...... What's going on?"

"Look, look!"

The Dragon Palace on the sea above the sea was covered by the fog and became a silhouette in the fog, and in the mist, a majestic city was faintly revealed.

The majestic city, spread out in the mist, the shadows are sufficient, it is not clear to see, you can vaguely see the palaces and pavilions, the streets and markets, the carriages and horses passing through, and the trees are full of lights.

"Hey, it's getting started!"

"There's even this kind of special effect!"

"Damn, this effect is so cool, how did you do it?"

Suddenly, the gate of the Dragon Palace on the Sea opened, and a group of soldiers armed with halberds and wearing armor rushed out and stood on both sides of the gate.

Then several carriages came out of the city gate and stopped in front of the gate.

The horses pulling the cart were all white, without even a trace of variegation, and the horses were abnormal.

Then the security personnel who stopped at the dock turned sideways and got out of the way.

Cui Renxing, Pampa Lijin and others, who had been waiting here for a long time, were guided to board the carriage and drive in the direction of the city gate.

Then the others followed the carriage and walked in the direction of the city gates.

They had just walked through the city gates, and by the halfway point, their figures had been blurred by the fog.

In front of me, it seems that it is no longer the Dragon Palace on the sea, but a real city gate.

In 121 B.C., on the 25th day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, in Chang'an City, soldiers with protruding chests and bellies stood on the long streets on both sides and lined up outside the city gate.

On both sides, the people of Chang'an City swarmed out, stretching their necks to look into the distance.

"It's coming, it's coming, it's coming!"

"It's still early!"

"You blind man, what kind of eyes do you have! Lao Tzu's neck is tired!"

Everyone stretched their necks to look over, and after being deceived, they complained dissatisfied.

But after a moment, he craned his neck again and looked into the distance.

Someone else whispered: "From the marquis's wedding, there is such a big momentum, and sure enough, Wei Huo is deeply favored! Even his generals can have such kindness......

"Shhh

"Our general was exchanged for military merits, and you have the ability to make great contributions!"

"Phew, if you can exchange a Xianbei princess for my big man, you can also be so powerful!"

Jealous people can be found in any era, Jiang Wei is just Jiang Wei after all, even at this time, there are people who dare to gossip about him.

At that moment, someone shouted again: "It's coming!

"It's really here this time!"

More than a dozen carriages came slowly from afar.

In the carriage, Cui Renxing and his daughter sat in the first carriage, looking around with wide eyes.

Before he came to this wedding, he thought about all kinds of possibilities, but he never thought that this wedding would be like this.

As the head of South Korea's Dagong Group, Choi In-heung is the world's leading richest man, although he is not as rich as those emerging companies in the United States that are the darlings of capital, but in terms of foundation and power, he almost controls half of South Korea's Dagong Group, which may be incomprehensible to those emerging tycoons.

And a man like him, it is difficult to describe him as well-informed.

However, he had not seen such a pomp and circumstance in many years.

He sat in the carriage, looked at the armor on the royal in front of him, touched the cloth pads under him, and looked at the oily and slippery horses, but completely different from modern horse breeds, and had an inexplicable sense of disobedience.

And inexplicably true.

There is no trace of modern industrialization at all, as if everything is made by hand.

Some places are inexplicably shabby.

And some places, but inexplicably luxurious.

For example, on the armor of the emperor, each piece of scale armor is carved with a different pattern.

And the carpet on the floor of the carriage is beautifully hand-embroidered.

Even the appearance and demeanor of the emperor are inexplicably different, not like modern people.

South Korea, in fact, is a country that particularly "respects" history.

They have a special attachment to their traditions.

To this day, Gyeongbokgung Palace also has a traditional Changing of the Guard ceremony every day.

But compared to all this now, the Gyeongbokgung Palace Changing of the Guard ceremony, which South Korea is proud of, is like child's play.

"It's so elegant......" Cui Renxing and his daughter glanced at each other.

To be sophisticated means to spend money, which is a luxury in the truest sense of the word.

It costs more than piling up gold, silver, and jade.

Moreover, there is no shortage of places that should be piled up.

Looking at the gold and jade inlaid in the carriage, Cui Renxing's daughter reached out and touched it, and the fine mutton fat jade was very warm to the touch.

Of course, Cui Renxing didn't know that the carriage he was riding in was originally part of the royal honor guard.

came to receive him exceptionally, naturally because of the face he gave so much money.

In front of him, the smoke was filled, blocking the view, and Choi Renxing looked back and found that the coastline had disappeared.

In front of him and behind him, there was a fog.

Only one carriage remained, carrying them across the long bridge and through time and space.

The sound of horses' hooves is neat and cheerful, even the horses are trained!

Suddenly, there was the sound of music coming from both sides.

Cui Renxing looked to his side and saw dozens of meters of horses, approaching from both sides.

On top of the horses, some people approached with horns, pan flutes, flutes, horizontal flutes, middle sounds, long songs, qiang flutes, snare drums, and other musical instruments.

Although they are all ancient musical instruments, which are different from modern musical instruments, the biggest feature of wind music is that it has a large sound, a distinct and solemn rhythm, and a sense of march.

The horses under their crotches stepped on the beat in unison, and although they were playing on horseback, they were not chaotic at all.

Ride Blow!

An ancient guard of honor for marching from the Han Dynasty!

At this moment, Cui Renxing looked down, but felt that the solemn dress on his body was a little informal, a little exaggerated and superficial.

Should I wear a traditional Korean dress?

Behind Cui Renxing, Pampa Likin's eyes bulged out.

He grabbed the rails of the carriage tightly with both hands, and looked around, feeling inexplicably nervous.

This feeling, why is it so realistic, it shouldn't really be that you have traveled through time and space!

Ahead, the city gate was already near, and the crowd of onlookers on both sides gradually increased.

The onlookers looked at the people in the carriage in front of them, and they were also curious.

"Hey, who is this? Why is the hair blonde!"

"Is it the Persians?"

"Xianbei people don't look like this......"

Spanning more than 2,000 years of time and space, people from different eras and regions have met.