Yang Xianmao quickly moved in the direction of the palace after turning into the city wall, he did not dare to walk the street, because there was a curfew in the entire capital, and there were army patrols on the street, and Yang Xianmao was walking in the alley.

The capital is not much different from when he came ten years ago, and the main layout is still the same. It's just that some houses have undergone some big changes, and Yang Xianmao's own medical hall he didn't check if it had changed hands, and it must have already become someone else's thing.

The imperial city is still in the old place, and there is no trace of the great flood forty years ago, and everything has long been restored. Now the entire capital is trapped in greater danger, and the people in the city are facing life and death problems.

Yang Xianmao came to the imperial city, although the imperial city was also heavily guarded, but the main military forces had been mobilized to defend on the city wall. Only in the event of the loss of the main city will the defending soldiers retreat to the imperial city for a final stubborn resistance, so the imperial city has much fewer troops than the main city.

However, the palace must be full of Ouchi guards to protect the safety of the emperor and concubines. If you want to enter the palace city, it is basically impossible not to be discovered by those inner guards with extremely high martial arts, if you can sneak into the palace so easily, the emperor has not known how many times he has been assassinated.

So Yang Xianmao had to use a trick, a trick he had tried and tested a hundred years ago.

His transfiguration technique was instructed by a famous teacher, and the woman he pretended to be could not be detected even by the woman who shared his bed, but it required some equipment and materials. But now in the dead of night, there is nowhere to look.

In addition, Yang Xianmao also had to find a replacement object, so he hid in a secluded place and waited quietly for dawn.

After dawn, the curfew was lifted, and people on the streets were able to move freely. Yang Xianmao had already taken off the armor of the Jin Army when he entered the city, and he was wearing a coarse cloth shirt worn by ordinary people. This kind of person abounds in the city, and naturally it will not attract anyone's attention.

He carried some broken silver, bought two steamed buns, asked for a bowl of water, and squatted on the side of the street not far from the imperial city, paying attention to the vehicles entering and exiting the side gate of the imperial city. Yang Xianmao knows the imperial city very well, and the palace maids and eunuchs in the imperial city go out on business and run errands. And he knows what kind of car and what kind of person rides.

Most of the people who came out of the imperial city were some dignitaries and adult princes who lived in the imperial city, as well as the servants in their palaces. And what came out of the palace was what Yang Xianmao wanted, and those were the palace maids and eunuchs. The carriages in which these people rode were specially marked, because they had to be identified when entering Miyagi.

Yang Xianmao waited for a long time, and finally waited for a carriage that came out of Miyagi and walked along the street. Yang Xianmao followed silently, the carriage was not moving fast, it didn't look like it was in a hurry. Yang Xianmao followed them all the way, and actually came to a shop of osmanthus cakes and stopped moving.

This place is known to Yang Xianmao, and this shop was here forty years ago, and it is an ancestral craft. This shop is actually a snack shop, because it has a variety of snacks and pastries such as noodles, among which osmanthus cake is particularly delicious and has a reputation that spreads widely. And even if he tells you the method of the osmanthus cake he made, you can't make it. Only his shop can make it, it's simple but delicious. Many dignitaries also like to come here to buy, but their family has an ancestral rule that they can only make a certain amount of osmanthus cake every day. If you don't do it, no matter how much money you give, you won't do it, so you come to him to buy it early and queue up. Of course, many large families make reservations all year round, including Yang Xianmao forty years ago, who is also a regular customer of this pastry shop.

Unexpectedly, the carriage from the palace was also coming for him, which shows that this reputation has spread to the palace. Yang Xianmao saw that he was entering this pastry shop, so he knew it in his heart, so he waited on the opposite side. Seeing that the carriage stopped at the door, an old woman got out of the carriage, her face was full of wrinkles, but her teeth were still complete. Yang Xianmao was secretly happy in his heart, even if he had to pretend to be this old woman, the problem of teeth concealment would be solved.

The old woman walked into the pastry shop with two little eunuchs, and after a while, the shopkeeper inside respectfully sent them out. The two little palace maids and the little eunuch were carrying two baskets in their hands, which should be filled with the osmanthus cake. After getting into the carriage, the carriage turned around and headed for the Imperial City.

Yang Xianmao walked into the pastry shop, and a guy hurriedly greeted him and said, "Guest officer, what do you want?" But if you want osmanthus cake, you have to make an appointment in advance, there is no more today, you can only book tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." ”

Of course, Yang Xianmao knew that more than half of the osmanthus cakes here were ordered by various people, and the number that could be sold to outsiders was very small. Seeing that Yang Xianmao shouldn't eat osmanthus cake often, he stopped talking first. Yang Xianmao glanced at him and said, "What is delicious about osmanthus cake, I'm tired of eating it, bring me a bowl of noodles." ”

Yang Xianmao really didn't brag when he said this, because forty years ago, when he wanted the wind to be rainy, he had always been a frequent customer in the shop. He didn't have to come to the store himself, he ordered it directly, and the guys in the store would send it to him every day.

Of course, that guy didn't know about Yang Xianmao, but he just smiled and didn't say anything. dragged out his voice and shouted: "A bowl of somen noodles." ”

Yang Xianmao thought to himself that this guy was too dog-eyed and low-minded, and he didn't say that he was plain. But he just thinks it's good if he can afford to eat somen noodles. Yang Xianmao didn't bother to bother with him, and turned his head to look at the shopkeeper who had just sent the old lady out.

This shopkeeper is about fifty years old, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Yang Xianmao, and when he saw Yang Xianmao, he quickly smiled and twisted his head away. After a while, he turned back and quietly looked at Yang Xianmao, Yang Xianmao just had no excuse to talk to the other party, so he beckoned to him and said, "Shopkeeper, please come here, I have something to ask you." ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly walked over, blessed and said, "May I ask the guest officer for any advice?"

"I just saw you look at me from time to time, is there something wrong with me?"

"No, no, forgive me, I saw that you are very similar to someone I knew before, so I took a few more looks, and I was offended. ”

"Oh, who am I like? ”

The shopkeeper stroked his gray beard, pondered for a moment, and then said: "It's an old friend from forty years ago, and of course I can't talk about old friends." At that time, I was young, only in my teens, and I often went to their house to deliver osmanthus cakes. He is a famous imperial doctor in the capital, and he is almost sixty years old by now. You're exactly like him when he was younger, you wouldn't have any relationship with him, would you?"

Yang Xianmao had already guessed that the other party was talking about herself, so she couldn't help but look up and down. This shopkeeper is also a little familiar, after all, forty years have passed, and his appearance has changed a lot from his childhood. Yang Xianmao didn't recognize it for a while, this person was the child of the pastry shop shopkeeper who often went to his home to give him dried osmanthus flowers. So he pretended to be curious and asked, "Are you talking about Imperial Doctor Yang?" ”

"That's right, it's Imperial Doctor Yang. His recipe has saved countless people. At that time, there was a big flood in the capital, and the water of the Yellow River flooded the entire city. Although the water receded later, a plague broke out in the city, and many people died. Fortunately, this Imperial Doctor Yang found a prescription and cured many people's diseases. Relying on this prescription, the people of the capital survived. ”

Yang Xianmao laughed dryly twice and said, "Yes?"

"Yes, the whole city is very grateful to him, including my father. He also said that we would never charge money for the osmanthus cake we sent in the future, in order to show our admiration and gratitude to him. At that time, our family, including my father and mother, relied on his prescription to cure the disease and survive, and he was the lifesaver of our family. ”

When Yang Xianmao heard this, he really wanted to find out, but what happened in the capital later, so he asked casually: "What happened later? Has this plague been extinguished? Has the water receded?"

"Mentioning this topic is really like a lifetime, I don't know what happened at the time, a lot of Yellow River water suddenly came into the imperial city, and the entire imperial city was completely submerged. At that time, I heard that even the emperor and his ladies ran out of the palace and ran to the palace tower. At that time, many of the Royal Guards blocked the road and did not allow people to approach. Later, I learned that it was the emperor who asked the Imperial Forest Army to bring a lot of sandbags, and blocked all the outside of the imperial city with sandbags and piled them up into a slope. This saved the walls of the imperial city from being washed away by the flood, and the flood did not rush from the imperial city to the city to flood the houses of the people. The official family really gave up even their own safety for the sake of the people, and many people in the city later went to the gate of the imperial city to kowtow and thank them, and my father also went. ”

Yang Xianmao sighed in his heart that Song Shenzong actually did not order the opening of the imperial city gate to discharge the flood, but instead asked the officers and soldiers to block the city gate with sandbags. So that the imperial city did not collapse, and the flood did not flood the houses of the people. Although objectively speaking, if the city gate is opened to discharge the flood, the flood water will pour in through the pipe, and it will also flood the imperial city after submerging the outer city. But Song Shenzong's courage is still very admirable.

At this time, a bowl of somen noodles was served, and the shopkeeper glared at the guy and said, "Why is it somen noodles, why don't you add meat?"

The guy subconsciously said, "He ordered it himself...... but he immediately found that Yang Xianmao was also staring at him, because Yang Xianmao did not directly say that it was essential noodles, but he himself felt that Yang Xianmao might only be able to eat vegetarian noodles. And now, seeing that the shopkeeper was talking happily with the young man dressed as a peasant in a coarse cloth shirt, as if he were acquaintances, he knew that he had done something wrong, and hurriedly bowed his waist and said, "I served it wrong, and I will go and change the bowl again." ”

With that, he ran to the kitchen with the bowl in hand.