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Walking along the wide official road, a few people soon came to the huge main entrance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The main entrance is only open at noon every day, and the opening hours are two hours, and I usually take the small door next to it." The coachman said to Zhao Chunliang while driving the car.

"Is the prefect in this city now?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"Well, the prefect came to the capital one day earlier, let's go in and stay in the hotel now, and the prefect will have other arrangements when we go back!" The coachman said.

Zhao Chunliang nodded, took Ziwu's hand and walked forward.

The gates of Pingkyo are very heavy, at least 20 meters thick.

Such a wide city wall, even if it is fought with modern weapons in Shenzhou, it may not be able to be easily penetrated, let alone in such an era of cold weapons.

As soon as he passed through the city gate, ten thousand residences appeared in front of Zhao Chunliang.

As far as the eye can see, there are stone roads, and next to the stone roads are pavilions and pavilions.

There is a lively atmosphere of people coming and going, and the shouting here is much less than outside the city walls, and many people walking around the street seem to be telling the comfort of this capital.

Zhao Chunliang walked all the way forward, and found that the road planning in Pingjing was still very good, the width of the road was about five or six meters, and it was criss-crossed, even if which road was blocked, you could find other roads nearby.

Zhao Chunliang and Ziwu were placed in an inn, the coachman and some officials in charge of security went to find the prefect to return to his life after settling Zhao Chunliang, Zhao Chunliang didn't have the heart to walk around, but seeing Ziwu lying on the window and looking out, Zhao Chunliang still left the inn with Ziwu.

"There are so many people here, it's so lively!" Ziwu said excitedly while looking left and right.

Zhao Chunliang could feel that Ziwu was really excited, because he was holding his hand and trembling slightly.

"I've been to more places than this one." Zhao Chunliang said proudly.

"Really? Is there more place in the world than this man? Ziwu asked in surprise.

"Of course there is, what you see is just a corner of this world, there is a bigger world outside, Ziwu, if you have the opportunity in the future, would you like to go out to the outside world with your Chunliang brother?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"Still don't." Although Ziwu was a little hesitant, he still shook his head.

"Oh? Why? Zhao Chunliang asked.

"If I'm gone, who will give grandpa a pension." Ziwu said.

Zhao Chunliang was stunned for a moment, then touched Ziwu's head with a smile, and said, "Ziwu is really sensible, so what if I wait for grandpa to leave?" ”

"Grandpa won't leave, grandpa will be fine for the rest of his life!" Ziwu said seriously.

"Haha, then bless grandpa for a lifetime!" Zhao Chunliang said.

"Hmm!"

One big and one small two people wandered around the streets of the capital, and did not encounter anything worth saying, this capital is an imperial city, although there are also mixed fish and dragons, and there is also an underground world, but at least the order on the surface is still very good, and there are a few thieves on the road, but Zhao Chunliang and Ziwu are people from the countryside at a glance, and they will not be interested in any stealing, Zhao Chunliang is also happy to be idle, and he is too lazy to tell those who have been stolen. It may even affect the meridian.

It's better to think about it.

Whether it is in the outside world or in the Great Han Kingdom, Zhao Chunliang is well versed in the truth that strength is king, if you don't have enough strength, don't be strong, only enough strength to guess that you can do more.

After wandering around for a while, and then bought Ziwu a sugar gourd that was three or four times more unpalatable than Pingyao Town, Zhao Chunliang took Ziwu back to the inn.

Not long after returning to the inn, someone from the prefect came.

This morning's morning court has passed, so Zhao Chunliang can only wait for tomorrow to follow the prefect to the morning court, and tonight the prefect set up a table in the Zuixian Building to feast Zhao Chunliang.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Zhao Chunliang took out a set of more delicate quilts made for him by the tailor across the street and put it on his body.

To be honest, it is already early spring, and the temperature in this capital is much higher than that of Pingyao Town, but Zhao Chunliang still has to wear a cotton jacket, otherwise he will always feel cold.

"After a while, I went to the Drunken Immortal Building, even if you eat, don't worry about other things, don't ask, although you are a child, no one will care about anything with you, but after all, it is the capital, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, there may be some strange people, so let's keep a low profile." Zhao Chunliang commanded.

"Mmmm, I know, I know, we're going out to eat something delicious at night, where else will I do." Ziwu licked his lips and said.

"Haha, you know how to eat." Zhao Chunliang smiled, suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it behind him, and he didn't see Zhao Chunliang catch anything, and then he saw Zhao Chunliang press his hand on Ziwu's body.

"Protect him, I don't want anything to happen to him." Zhao Chunliang said in his head.

"I know, master." The sound of buns came.

Zhao Chunliang was a little lucky, the buns and dumplings were still by his side, and now he had no divine power, so he couldn't urge them, but with their own strength, there was no problem in protecting the meridian, as for the dumplings, Zhao Chunliang was worried that he was too conspicuous, and if he was seen by someone who knew the goods, it would add a lot of trouble, so he put him away.

Ziwu was a little strange about Zhao Chunliang's movements, but after Zhao Chunliang slapped him, the whole person felt a little warmer inexplicably, but Ziwu didn't ask much, in short, Zhao Chunliang couldn't hurt him, right?

Holding Ziwu's hand, Zhao Chunliang tightened the padded jacket on his body and left the inn.

Zuixian Tower is a very famous restaurant in the capital, and it is said that there are often high-ranking officials who entertain guests here.

The Great Han Kingdom is not like Shenzhou, and there are still any prohibitions on eating and drinking, so places like Zuixianlou that provide all kinds of high-end meals are especially welcomed by officials.

Drunken Xianlou is not only a famous restaurant, but also half of the green building, the so-called green building of course can not be regarded as a female branch, the green building is a place to engage in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, each of the girls in it is knowledgeable, and even some people's talent is enough to compare with those intellectuals who have been admitted to fame, but this is a patriarchal society, women can not participate in the imperial examination, this large number of talented and good-looking women, lack of money, entered the green building.

This is a bit similar to the high-end club in Shenzhou, there is no longer the relationship between the flesh and money of the red fruit, it is more of a soul-level exchange, in this kind of place to talk about poetry and songs, talk about today's national affairs, is what many people like to do, as for whether something can happen after chatting, it depends on their own ability, just like entering a bar, many women will not come up and tell you to open a room, everyone has to drink and play games, after playing, then talk about popping things.

In the Han Kingdom, visiting the Qinglou is a very elegant thing, and it is also a very luxurious thing, the Qinglou has high-end and low-grade, but even if it is low-grade, the threshold is higher than that of the ordinary women's branch, and this drunken fairy building is naturally a high-end Qinglou.

Although Ziwu's age is still young, in this dynasty where you can get married and have children at the age of thirteen or fourteen, Ziwu, who visits the Qinglou at the age of seven, is nothing.

Because it was the prefect's personal banquet, the top ladies of the Drunken Immortal Mansion had already been sitting and waiting.

The prefect is considered a second-class member in the Great Han Kingdom, a little worse than the Shangshu of each ministry, but it also depends on the situation, such as the prefect of a place like Jeju Prefecture, the real power is almost the same as the Shangshu of each ministry, and it is the leadership of the Great Han State.

Zhao Chunliang felt that he had come early, but when he entered the private room with the meridian, he still found that he was late.

The private room was already full, Su Daoran didn't seem to expect Zhao Chunliang to bring a meridian, and only left a place for Zhao Chunliang by his side, not for the meridian, but fortunately, everyone sat on the ground, and the method of sharing food was also used, so it was only necessary to let the self-heating have the position of the meridian a little, and then add a small table to the meridian, and this person would be considered to be all right.

The so-called sharing of food, that is, everyone eats everyone's things, which is somewhat similar to the Wa Kingdom, so that the cleanliness of the meal can be ensured to the greatest extent, this system existed in ancient China, but in modern times, Shenzhou pays attention to the number of people, so slowly there is no food, everyone eats and drinks on a plate.

Miss Qinglou next to her began to play the music, using a very peculiar instrument similar to the guzheng, the music is elegant and beautiful, which is refreshing.

In addition to Zhao Chunliang, there are also two Shangshu from the Ministry of Officials and the Ministry of Rites, the name of the Ministry of Officials is Zheng Hezai, and the name of the Ministry of Rites is Wang An, both of whom are said to be friends of Su Daoran.

Because it was a private banquet, he didn't say anything serious, and halfway through eating and drinking, Zheng Hezai suddenly mentioned the matter of the county lord of Xianghuang marrying Damengguo.

"I heard that after the lord of Xianghuang County came back from Jeju Mansion, he locked himself in the palace, except for three meals a day, he couldn't see people at other times, and I don't know why." Zheng Hezai said while holding a wine glass, and he didn't look at anyone, and he didn't seem to be referring to anyone.

"I think it's because I'm about to get married, so I'm a little nervous and excited, Lao Wang, it seems that in half a month, the county lord's team of relatives will set off, right? The required guard of honor, as well as the bride price of the relatives, should all be prepared, right? This matter is not to be sloppy, if something goes wrong, the saint can easily blame. Su Daoran asked.

"Huh? Ah, it seems so! I'm doing all these things, I'm doing them seriously, and there will be no problem. "Called Lao Wang is naturally Wang An, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, he seems to have drunk a little too much, and the whole person is drunk and hazy, but Zhao Chunliang can vaguely see the essence of this person's eyes flashing.

These people are not fuel-efficient lamps.

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