Out of the county lieutenant's yamen, Wang Chong sat in a carriage alone, accompanied by four soldiers.

Gongsun Zhi and Zhou Tong were one person and one horse, and they followed.

Inside the carriage.

Wang Chong looked at the red-skinned toad and the black-haired spider lying on his stomach, and said with a smile:

"You two, you can't follow me like this in the future. ”

The black-haired spider is good to say, after all, it can shrink to the size of a fingernail shell, and it is not an eyesore to carry on the body. But the red-skinned toad is the smallest and the size of a palm, and it has protruding eyes and a big mouth, and it has red skin bumps, which looks eye-catching wherever it goes.

The red-skinned toad scratched his chin, stared at Wang Chong's belt, and then at the black-haired spider, and grinned:

"I have a way. As he spoke, he pointed to the black-haired spider, "You have a spider silk on the belt of the lord." ”

The black-haired spider was a stuffy gourd, never spoke, and immediately jumped over, spit out a few strands of silk and hung himself on his belt.

Wang Chong looked very interesting, and he didn't know what the red-skinned toad was doing.

When the red-skinned toad saw the black-haired spider in place, he immediately jumped up high and fell down violently. With a pop, it 'pats' itself into a flat shape.

Then, the red-skinned toad, which is as flat as a piece of paper, sticks out its long tongue and licks it behind the tail of the black-haired spider. In the blink of an eye, it was like a flat red ornament, hanging from the belt.

Wang Chong looked down and couldn't help but feel a little appreciative.

At this moment, on his belt, with the spider as the 'hanging bead' and the toad as the 'ornament', it looks like black and red complement each other, the shape is unique, and there is a sense of rare beauty.

And the matching of hanging beads and ornaments is not contrary to harmony, as if it were a natural pair.

"Aren't you tired of hanging like this?" asked Wang Chong with a smile.

"The tongue of the subordinate is a little special, and he will never get tired when he licks something, so don't worry. The red-skinned toad said in ventriloquism.

Wang Chong shook his head with a smile, then said no more, and looked at the scene outside the car window.

The horse-drawn carriage was rolling forward, and there were all kinds of markets along the way.

This place is far away from Wang Chong's familiar Qixia Street, and enters the most prosperous Jin Street in the western suburbs.

In the whole Jiazhou City, the eastern suburbs are the richest, the western suburbs are more populous, and the southern suburbs and northern suburbs are all military towns.

Although the western suburbs are not as rich as the eastern suburbs, due to the large number of people, all walks of life are gathered. In addition, the state government is located in the western suburbs, so the western suburbs are the political and cultural center of Jiazhou.

"Pine embroidered silk, plain weaving a horse three taels of silver ......"

"Shou Kang Fu old wine, strong fragrance and longevity, three bottles of silver in one corner......"

"Candied fruits, come and see and buy, you can pick and choose ...... for three pounds"

"Fanbang sugar cubes are good, ten wen a can, ten wen fire sale......"

"Mandarin Duck Building is a big reward, and the two corners and five corners of the table are cheap......"

Listen to the hawkers along the street, see the antique shops, small buildings, tiled houses, signboards, and look at the bustling pedestrians, busy traffic, and secular customs......

Wang Chong's heart was full of emotion.

In terms of perception, the economic civilization of the Xia Kingdom is similar to that of the middle of the Ming Dynasty. Although it is not uncommon to see the ancient world in movies and television, it is another real and dreamlike feeling to be in this ancient world.

'Jiazhou is only a state city under the jurisdiction of Lugang Prefecture, and my body has never even been out of the western suburbs of Jiazhou, let alone the entire Jiazhou City...... Lao Wang, Lao Wang, you are really a boring person......

Lugang Mansion is a large area near the sea, and it is the most fertile place in the Xia Kingdom. Although Jiazhou is not the first city, it still wins in terms of people's livelihood and economy. Eating, drinking, playing, food, clothing, housing and transportation are all colorful.

Wang Chong searched and recovered most of the memories and images, but there was nothing to do, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Thinking and complaining all the way, about half an hour, the carriage slowly stopped.

"Mr. Wang, it's here!" Zhou Tong rode to the side of the carriage and whispered.

Wang Chong got out of the carriage, looked up, and gave another thumbs up.

This place is already the end of the prosperous brocade street, which seems to be a little quieter, the area is wide, and all kinds of beautiful forest gardens and pavilions are everywhere.

In front of you is an extended white stone courtyard wall, with red flowers and green leaves, swaying bamboo branches, and sometimes dotted with rockery and beautiful stones, which is refreshing.

In the courtyard wall, there are three rows of not high cornice embroidery buildings side by side. Hidden in the lush forest, it shows a shallow corner and arouses people's reverie.

Outside the gate of the courtyard, there were servants dressed in spirit, and gorgeous carriages were parked everywhere around. In front of the door, there is a lantern, and in the middle hangs a plaque painted with gold and color, on which the words "Makifang Pavilion" are written.

In the Xia Kingdom, only first-class green buildings are worthy of using 'courtyard', 'pavilion', and 'pavilion'. The rest of the places are hooked, and then what is the name of the building, what shop, what class, etc.

Everyone threw off the horse, hugged Wang Chong, and slowly walked towards the door of the 'Yingfang Pavilion'.

Immediately, servants came forward and led the horses to settle them. Then there was a middle-aged man dressed as a butler, who came with a respectful smile:

"It turned out to be Lord Zhou Duwei, the distinguished guests are coming to the door, and the Yingfang Pavilion is shining!"

This person's tone is sincere, his posture is lowered, and his demeanor is like a spring breeze.

Zhou Tong is the head of the military attache of the state government, and he is also a big figure in the third and fourth places in the face of the officials of the entire Jiazhou City. Moreover, he is a Fu Zhao cultivator, he is rough and arrogant by nature, and he is arrogant everywhere he goes.

"Xu San, tell Miss Gu Mei that a certain family has a banquet for guests today, you should go and arrange it properly. Zhou Tong said lightly, hugging Wang Chong and continuing to move forward.

The housekeeper Xu San was still in front of the courtyard gate, and said with a smile:

"It's really unfortunate, Lord Duwei Haihan! Today, the Ying Fang Pavilion has been chartered, Gu Mei Pavilion owner said that if there are VIPs coming, they will be led to Hanxiang Building, and all food and clothing will be counted on the hall owner......

Zhou Tong raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?

Xu San's face was full of smiles, his waist was about to break, and he made a series of gestures:

"You have a lot of adults, don't be embarrassed. Hanxiang Building is already sweeping the couch to greet you, and the small one will immediately lead you to ......"

Zhou Tong's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Hanxiang Building is another annex of the Mukifang Pavilion, but whether it is famous or internal, it is definitely a low-level Makifang Pavilion.

As soon as Gongsun Zhi saw Zhou Tong's demeanor, he knew that he was going to blow up his hair, so he hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him: "Although it is a Qinglou, there are rules, don't lose your dignity." Since the Makifang Pavilion is closed for private use, let's find another place. ”

Zhou Tong endured his face blue, but he also knew that it was not good-looking to make trouble.

"Mr. Wang, this ......" Zhou Tong looked back at Wang Chong with a wry smile. He boasted that he came to Haikou, but he didn't expect to be embarrassed in front of people he respected.

Wang Chong waved his hand indifferently: "Forget it, the days are still long, and there is no fight." ”

Zhou Tong breathed a sigh of relief, glared at Xu San, and prepared to leave to find another place.

Suddenly, there was a commotion inside the courtyard gate.

Plop!

An old man with white hair was thrown out and fell to the ground on all fours.

Four or five guards dressed in short clothes followed out scolding:

"An old thing, climbing the wall to peep into the museum, are you tired of it!"

Wang Chong and the others were turning around and preparing to leave, and when they suddenly saw this scene, they all turned back in surprise.

"Is this okay old man?" Wang Chong looked at with interest, thinking it was very interesting.

The old man who fell down got up, his face was old, his eyes were cloudy, he was skinny, and he was wearing his usual cyan robe, as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind.

"You also have old times. The old man patted the dust on his body unhurriedly, and said with reason:

"The old man doesn't steal, rob, or hurt anyone, but the wall of your courtyard is too low, and the old man slipped in without paying attention. ”

The four or five guards around the old man laughed angrily, and they were about to be beaten with a fist.

Xu San coughed lightly and rushed over, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, there is nothing to lose, let him go......"

Four or five guards of the pavilion stopped scolding again.

But the old man was not happy, and shouted: "The old man is here to play, how can you Yingfang Pavilion drive away the guests! Get out of the way, the old man wants to go through the main gate!"

Xu San raised his hand and blocked: "Old man, the museum is closed today, if you have Yaxing, you can go to Hanxiang Building......"

Before the words fell, the old man interrupted: "Hun your account! The old man is here to play with Miss Gu Mei, what are you doing in Hanxiang Building?"

The more Wang Chong and the others looked, the more interesting they became, they all stopped and watched, and they were watching the excitement.

Xu San's face sank, he was a person who was used to seeing big and small things, and he could see at a glance that this old man was purely messing around, and said in a deep voice:

"Sir, follow the rules in everything. If you break in, I can't say that I will tie you up to be an official!"

"Haha, rules! The old man likes to talk about rules the most, and the rules are good!"

The old man was still not afraid, crossed his waist, pointed to the courtyard, and said loudly:

"On the inner wall of your Yingfang Pavilion, there is a handwritten poem card of Miss Gu Mei. I heard that Miss Gu Mei loves poetry the most, if there is someone who takes off the poetry card, if it is in line with Miss Gu Mei's heart, she can prostitute for nothing!

Xu San and several martial servants guarding the pavilion were all trembling with anger.

But the old man's words were rude and ugly, but they were right.

Xu Sanqiang endured his anger and said gloomily: "What do you mean?"

"Isn't it about rules? The old man didn't bring any money, but he always boasted of being a poet!"

The old man continued to cross his waist and talk eloquently, "Today, the old man will take the poetry card, a poem will surprise the beauty, let Miss Gu Mei taste the old man's methods!"