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An old man and a young man walked into the bustling capital, Zhongjing, in such a scene.

The old man was dressed like a servant, but he had a sword in his hand. The young man was dressed like a child, but he had a package in his hand. Many passers-by would gaze at the two who were acting in the opposite direction, but they were calm and seemed to enjoy the surprised gazes.

Isn't this exactly Lin Ji and Xing Lao.

Zhongjing is so big, it's ridiculously big. The poet Li Fu of the previous dynasty only used this sentence to summarize everything when evaluating Zhongjing. Zhongjing has a population of no less than two million, not to mention the imperial palace, large and small mansions, do not row upon row. Roadside vendors even fill the entire main road, and the shouting and selling are endless.

Even Lin Ji, who was used to staying in Canghai City, was stunned by the bustling scene when he first came to Zhongjing. If Canghai City is the product of the combination of Jiangnan and Biansai scenery, then Zhongjing is a bare and prosperous scene.

Xing Lao, who was walking with squinted eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at the two pedestrians not far behind him, and then smiled mockingly.

The two pedestrians didn't seem to notice the corners of the old man's grinning lips, and after a few moments, one of them hurried and disappeared into the alley not far away.

"Walked one. Xing Lao said to himself.

Lin Ji stretched out his finger, rubbed his nose and said calmly: "Obviously, if I don't come back, our Emperor Majesty is not at ease, let him go, anyway, they won't peek at me taking a bath." Lin Ji lifted the package hanging on his shoulder vigorously, then pointed to a restaurant called "Nanlai" next to him, and walked in first.

"Hungry, eat something and go. "The prince from Canghai City, and the martial arts master who was once ranked tenth on the martial arts list, just like two insignificant little people, walked into this Nanlai Restaurant that looked a little luxurious.

This Nanlai restaurant is the number one rich place in Zhongjing, so every noon, there are always some rich officials, talented and beautiful women, come here to talk about wine, but I don't know where those talented people earn the money, and how those beautiful women are willing to show up.

In short, the second floor is clean, and if you don't have the corresponding identity, you can't go up.

It is precisely because everyone knows that on the second floor of this Nanlai restaurant, the people who can sit at the table are people with status, so there are very few conflicts and contradictions, after all, Zhongjing is not small, but the officialdom is hidden and secretly intertwined, who knows who has the real relationship behind him?

On the first floor, it is quite mixed, some small rich families, or ordinary people of course have no money to go upstairs, so they have to fight for an identity and go downstairs to sit, so the downstairs is a lot more lively than the upstairs.

To say that Lin Ji usually goes up to the second floor of the Nanlai Restaurant, but now that there is an old man in coarse cloth clothes beside him, he can't go upstairs so casually.

Lin Ji obviously didn't care about this, looked at the full first floor at the door, and shook his head regretfully.

The reason why Nanlai Restaurant was so famous in Zhongjing is because of a wine called Nan Candle. This wine is produced in Huanyue, because the Han and Huanyue are separated by a Northern Qin, so the scarcity is expensive, this wine has become a valuable thing in Zhongjing, not that it really has that mellow aroma. The owner of the restaurant doesn't know where he got the magic power, and at the beginning of every month, there will be a hundred altars of southern candle wine transported from Huanyue to Zhongjing. This freight and manpower are added together, and a pot of Southern Candle Wine, which can only be sold for half a tael of silver in Huanyue, can be sold for ten taels in Zhongjing, which has been doubled several times.

But literati and scholars, dignitaries and dignitaries drink just a face and pomp.

On the first floor, which was full, there was only one person sitting at a table in the corner. It was a young man in Tsing Yi with a tiger skin scabbard hanging from his waist, but he didn't untie his sword after he sat down. Instead, he continued to hang from his waist, striking back and forth between the scabbard and the wooden stool.

And there was only a pot of Southern Candle Wine and a wine glass on the table, and the young man had obviously drunk it for a long, long time, because when Lin Ji poured the wine, he had already found that there was not much Southern Candle Wine left in the wine jug, but the young man obviously smacked his lips unsatisfied.

Lin Ji obviously had no choice, and walked towards the table with the bad old man behind him.

"Can you share a table? Lin Ji asked politely.

The young man obviously didn't care who the person who came came was, and nodded casually, but didn't look up at Lin Ji.

Lin Ji raised the corners of his mouth and was not annoyed by the unfriendly behavior of the young man who was about the same age as himself, and after sitting down with Xing Lao, he shouted "Xiao Er is drinking" and looked around interestingly.

After Xing Lao sat down, he stared at the sword on the young man's waist without blinking, touching his chin for a while and touching his forehead for a while, sighing and sighing.

The sword is a good sword, but people are not excellent bones, Lin Ji didn't have to think about it to know what Old Man Xing wanted to say, so he didn't pay attention to him.

Sitting at the table next to Chu Ji was a group of scholars in their early twenties, obviously not from a poor family, but they were not a wealthy family, six or seven of them asked for three pots of southern candle wine and two plates of soy sauce beef, and they chatted without a word about the major events that had happened in Zhongjing in the past few days.

Lin Ji could only listen to their conversation with his ears pricked up when he was bored with wine, but he had been away from Zhongjing for so long, and it seemed that he had lost a lot of touch.

What Taifu Temple Siqing Li agreed to the treason, Zhulian Nine Clans, and only ran away with one eldest daughter. What General Wei Shuyang proposes, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, and so on, ....... What a few people said was full of relish, and Lin Ji also remembered them one by one, and it was better to know more about surviving in the huge Zhongjing.

"Have you heard, Wuhou ranked seventh on the power list this time, and was jealous of His Majesty. A scholar who was closer to Lin Ji lowered his voice and said.

"Be quiet, it's better not to discuss this kind of thing. The person next to him pulled him and said fearfully.

"What's there to be careful about, Lin Jinrong is not afraid of us if he dares to do it. A gentleman, dressed a little richer, grinned.

"That is, it is against the king's law to speak. The rest chimed in.

The man licked his lips and took a step back, bowed his head and said, "Liang didn't dare to agree, so he took his leave first." Then he got up and hurried away.

"Coward. The remaining few scoffed, apparently unimpressed.

Lin Ji stretched out his hand to take the wine jug handed by Xiao Er, first filled a glass to Xing Lao beside him, and then filled it for himself, lifted the wine glass and rotated it back and forth in his hand, not drinking it all, and continued to listen silently.

"If Wuhou Lin Jinrong really rebelled as rumored, the 300,000 Lin family army is really not easy to deal with. The scholar who provoked the conversation sighed and shook his head, looking worried about the country and the people.

"Hey, don't look down on the Lin family's army, is it not possible for me to only have the Lin family's army? The 400,000 Northwest Army of Gu Tang, the general of Zhenguo, plus the 100,000 Imperial Forest Army of General Wei Shuyang of our Zhongjing City, is similar in combat strength, and defeating the Lin family army to capture Canghai City is not a matter of being captured. One of the gentlemen seemed to know a lot about marching and fighting, and after drinking a cup of southern candles, he spoke aloud, causing a stir of sideways glances from the people in the hall, and the man apparently enjoyed the feeling of being the focus of attention, and raised his head proudly.

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