On the G7382 bullet train, Liu Yu was closing his eyes and recuperating, but he was thinking about the whole plan in his mind.

Finally finished the Lantern Festival, and he couldn't wait to set off. This time, the destination is Yuhang, which has the reputation of "paradise".

It is more than 200 kilometers from Jinling to Yuhang, and it takes a little more than 2 hours to train. Despite its proximity, it was his first time in the city.

On the shores of the beautiful West Lake, although the temperature is not high, there are still many tourists. Liu Yu took a map and walked by the lake, the breeze was blowing, and the weeping willows were clinging.

This is a comparison of the ancient and modern Lin'an Mansion in the Southern Song Dynasty, the clearest version he can find on the Internet, and Liu Yu needs to rely on it to find a relatively reliable crossing point.

During the Southern Song Dynasty, Lin'an had a population of more than 1.2 million, making it the most populous city in the world at that time, and almost 500,000 people were crammed into the small prefecture.

There is no need to count on the city, and the vicinity outside the city can be regarded as a prosperous place for both eras. What's worse is that the counties and cities near the left are also similar, and Suzhou and Hangzhou have been a good place for dense populations since ancient times.

"Watching the fish in the flower port, singing the warbler in the willow waves, and the snow on the broken bridge." Liu Yu muttered the names of the ten scenic spots of West Lake marked on the map.

"Quyuan Wind Lotus, Su Causeway Spring Dawn, Su Causeway Spring Dawn, Su Causeway Spring Dawn, Su Causeway." Wouldn't this be the perfect crossing point?

Su Causeway starts from the foothills of Nanping Mountain in the south, reaches the foot of Qixia Ridge in the north, with a total length of nearly three kilometers, it is built by dredging the West Lake when Su Shi was the governor of Hangzhou, and using the excavated mud.

In order to commemorate his exploits in governing the West Lake, later generations named it Su Causeway. Since then, the Ming Dynasty has gained some gains, and finally formed the current form.

The key point is that its position does not change, at most the width is different.

Walk on this tree-lined embankment with an average width of 36 meters that runs through the north and south scenic areas of West Lake. Just after the cold winter, the willows are green, and the peaches are scorching.

The long causeway extends in the distance, the six bridges rise and fall, the lake waves are like mirrors, the bridge shadows the water, and the birds chirp, so it is a beautiful spring color in the south of the Yangtze River.

After walking for a long time, seeing that Qixia Mountain was already in sight, Liu Yu came to a willow tree, let go of his backpack, and prepared to change his outfit.

A dark cyan round neck is straight, an antique jade belt is tied to the waist, and a jade ring is hung with a silk knot. A double knot is wrapped around the head, and the two feet of the scarf are tied around the head, and the other two feet are tied behind the head.

Then casually put on a pair of black handmade cloth shoes for a certain treasure, and after putting them on, I took out a mirror and looked at it, and a personable ancient gentleman was freshly baked.

From time to time, three or two tourists pass by, and they don't think so, just think that a Hanfu lover is playing selfies.

Liu Yu looked up at the sky, the sunset was slowly sinking in the west, and what he had to wait for now was dark.

After a while, the lights around began to light up, the tourists had disappeared, Liu Yu looked around, it was time, he walked to the center of the embankment, stroked the bracelet, and a white circle of light slowly formed.

Liu Yu took a deep breath, raised his feet and walked in, and after a while, even the person with the aperture disappeared out of thin air.

"Oh my God, do you see that?" A couple emerges from the darkness, and the woman hides her mouth and exclaims.

"If it's not for us to be dazzled, it's definitely magic." The man was dumbfounded.

"Impossible, I obviously saw a halo, is there a ghost?" I have to say that women's imagination is richer.

"Let's go, true evil." The man rationally pulled the woman away, but the woman still looked back at the clearing, where there was clearly nothing.

Liu Yu subconsciously hugged a tree trunk, and when he walked through, he staggered and stood unsteadily, and almost fell into the lake.

"Hell." If you look closely, it is actually the embankment, this error will be fatal.

Walked to the middle of the road and stood still, patted the plopping little liver, and almost became the top of the list of the saddest traversers.

In the 13th century West Lake, there was a fragrance of flowers in the air, Liu Yu took a sharp breath, and it smelled good. Fortunately, although it is not as bright as in later generations, it is by no means dark.

In the distance, there is still a little red light, and on the lake, several painting boats are sailing slowly, strings of lanterns are hanging on the masts, and the sound of silk and bamboo is heard in the wind.

The ground under my feet is a little soft, and there is no hard feeling of cement at all, but fortunately it is not raining, otherwise it must be muddy.

Walking along the road, Liu Yu was still a little worried, afraid of the robbers who blocked the way from which darkness. Slowly, the lights got closer and closer, and the range became larger and larger, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Walking through the lively street like a night market in later generations, you will see a tall building rising from the lake on the left side of the road, towering under the illumination of countless lanterns.

Fengle Building, a landmark building in Lin'an Province, has only three floors in the main building, but the overall height exceeds that of the seven-storey small buildings in later generations.

The building was built outside the Fengyu Gate, this gate was formerly called 'Yongjin Gate', which was changed by Gaozong Zhao during the Shaoxing period. This Fengle Building was originally called 'Towering Cui Building', and after the southern crossing, it was changed to its current name in order to commemorate the famous building of Jingshi Bianliang.

In the ninth year of Chunyou, Zhao He, who was then the Yin of Lin'an Mansion, thought that the original building was too small and rebuilt in situ, which formed the current appearance.

Remembering that the Dadu Deqing Building is also three stories high, but it is much shorter than this building, Liu Yu looked at it, and the door number with three vermilion characters of "Fengle Building" was hung high on the door. The body of the building flies the eaves and paints the building, the bead curtain is splendid, the sheng spring in the building is wrapped, and the drum music is noisy.

In front of the door, there were two people standing up and down, wearing square headscarves, purple shirts, silk shoes under their feet, and standing with crossed hands. When they saw the guests, they all made a salute and said "please enter".

At this time, it was already night, and the lobby on the first floor was still very lively, and Liu Yu did not stop, and raised his feet to the second floor.

I saw a wide corridor on the second floor leading to the north and south, and there were several compartments on both sides, which was the 'private room' of the later generations. At the door of each cubicle stood a bartender with a green shirt and a small hat, feeling like the kind of housekeeper in the movie.

Liu Yu found a room near the lake, walked in the bartender's respectful opening, pushed open the two windows, and the West Lake was dotted with red lights in the dark night.

"The officials are late, and if you want to talk about the scenery, you have to do it day." The young bartender stood at the table and said with a smile, a Bianjing dialect mixed with local Hangzhou dialect.

"Well, what to eat, and report it." Liu Yu opened the window just to ventilate, but the weather was still a little cold, and there was no heating in the house.

"Cao Po meat cake, Xue family sheep rice, Mei family goose duck, Xu family gourd soup, Zheng family oil cake, Wang family cheese, Duan family Xiwu, Shi Fengba meat,

Song Wu's sister-in-law's fish soup, mutton Li Qi'er, the milk room Wang's family, and the bloody belly soup Song Xiaoba, all of them, I don't know if you can get into it? The bartender casually announced the names of the dishes.

"First put on a pot, and then put on the four colors of food, four colors of fruit, four colors of food, four colors of cold water and a pot of new wine." Hearing that Liu Yu had a big head, he could only order it himself, but fortunately, most of them stayed for a few months, and he still understood the rules a little.

"Wait a moment." The bartender sang a promise and went down to Zhang Luo, Liu Yu's Jinling dialect is still very easy to understand.

After a while, the bartender brought up a few plates, which were filled with all kinds of fruits, and when you looked at them, they were nothing more than candied sugar and so on, but the plate was white and shiny, and it was made of silver.

"Can the official order a flower card?" The bartender asked again.

"No need, there are idlers in the building who do general affairs, and if there is, call one." Liu Yu knows that the so-called flower card is a female escort, Fengle Building is a government-run restaurant, and the female in the building is not for sale.

Liu Yu threw a piece of candied date into his mouth, which was sweet and silky, and it was not much different from later generations.

In a few moments, the door was pushed open, and a thin figure entered, bowing his head.

Liu Yu was frightened, and said in his heart that he didn't exude the aura of an overlord, and this aura was too big for readers to agree.

looked at the person, wearing a scarf, a jade-colored robe, and a paper fan, it turned out to be a gentleman.

"The official forgives the sin, and it is abrupt." The visitor looked up, his face thin and smiling.

Liu Yu knew that this was the idler recruited by the bartender, raised his finger and pointed to the high stool next to the table, but the person was not polite, and sat down with a hand of his hand.

"What do you call Brother Unknown?" Liu Yu asked in dialect, now that the two countries are at war, it is better to put Beiyin away.

"A certain surname is Sun, and the family is seven, and it is enough to call a certain Sun Qi. The official is from Changzhou? This Sun Qi changed his language, and it sounded somewhat similar to Liu Yu's.

Changzhou, which is the name of the Jin Tomb in this world, belongs to the Liangxi West Road.

"Exactly, isn't it the seventh brother?" Liu Yu sounds a little different, but it is basically certain that the language of his hometown is the language.

"A certain home Yixing, isn't it." Yixing, more than 40 kilometers away from Jinling in later generations, in this era, it is under the jurisdiction of Changzhou, and it can also be regarded as a hometown.

When the wine and food came up, the two of them had a few glasses of stomach, and they immediately became acquainted, this Sun Qi turned out to be a poor talent.

"What is happening to the DPRK now, is Jia Xianggong still in the house?" Liu Yu scooped a spoonful of fish meat and chewed it slowly, the taste was sour, a bit like the vinegar fish of later generations.

"Hey, it's bad luck to say, it's not a mess now, attacking each other all day long, completely ignoring where the tartars have hit." I have to say that the idlers in the market are searching for all kinds of information all day long, and sometimes the news is still very accurate.

"The 'cricket' Xianggong led the troops to the expedition a few days earlier, and I heard that he dared to leave only when he heard the news of Liu Quan's death." Liu Quan, who descended to Mongolia in his early years, and later actively made suggestions and suggestions for the attack on the Song Dynasty, and the fall of Xiangyang had a great credit to this person.

"Cricket" Xianggong, that is, Jia Nidao, the first emperor Duzong obeyed his words, called him as a "teacher", and abused power for more than ten years. History books have always believed that he was the biggest cause of the demise of the Southern Song Dynasty.

Hearing that Jia Rudao had sent troops, Liu Yu knew that time was very tight, and if history had not changed, the person he was looking for would also leave Beijing soon.

"Brother Seventh has been in the line for a long time, he should be very familiar with this Lin'an Mansion, have you ever heard of anyone?" Liu Yu's left hand held the wine jug and slowly turned around, it turned out to be a silverware, and the workmanship was very exquisite.

"Well, the official said, if you don't know, you can find out for the official." Seeing that Liu Yu was speaking solemnly, Sun Qi stopped and looked at him.

"He used to be the secretary of the Ministry of War, the envoy of Jinghu pacification, and he knew Jiangling Mansion, and now he should give Wang Gong, who is idle at home, to establish a letter, can the seventh brother know?"

"Who is a certain way, blind bachelor, how do you not know. If the official wants to find his house, he can take it with him. Sun Qi said with a smile.

"Oh, hasn't Master Wang recovered yet? There is indeed something looking for him, and since Brother Qi knows where he is, can he take him to visit tomorrow? Liu Yu is relieved, it's good that people are still there.

This Wang Lixin was scolded as a "blind thief" by Jia Yidao because of his slight eyes, and it seems that this matter has also been heard in the streets.

"I don't know which inn the official is staying in, I'll look for it tomorrow."

"It's not a secret, a certain party has come to Lin'an Mansion and has not yet invested in the store. Seventh brother can have a familiar introduction, clean and quiet. "Look at the sky, it's going to be dark, I'm not familiar with life, and Liu Yu doesn't know where there is an inn to live in this neighborhood.

"Well, there is a house nearby, called Wang Po Shop, although the store is not big, it is also clean." Sun Qi lowered his head and thought about it and said.

Liu Yu didn't ask more, but just persuaded him to drink and eat. He ate a little at noon himself, and now he is hungry too. During the banquet, Sun Qi kept saying some Lin'an rumors, and his language was humorous, but he was not cold.

At this time, the Huizi Guanzi had lost their credit, and the only amount of copper coins in circulation was insufficient, and the ban on gold and silver was basically useless.

got the silver ingot given by Liu Yu, the manager of Fengle Building was very happy, the restaurant was originally an official camp, and the cashier did not need to be reported at all, and the quality of the silver was so good.

Sun Qi looked at his handwriting, and he was even more attentive. Liu Yu saw that although the room was a little small, it was still clean, and he didn't care, so he made an appointment with Sun Qi to meet at noon on the second day, so he washed and went to sleep.