Chapter 0044: Wanhua Building
At the time of the lantern, Luoyang City had a curfew, and only Jin Wuwei with bright armor could be seen on the road between the markets, in groups, carrying knives.
There are also Xiaowei cavalry who ride by from time to time, which is even more majestic.
If you want to walk at night, you must have a document issued by the Gyeonggi Military Office, six documents for handling the case, or a seal of more than five grades, otherwise you will be punished.
At least he was whipped on the street, and at worst he was sent to Jing Zhaoyin for investigation. Jing Zhao Yin is controlled by the royal family, and the sons of the three major lords will not dare to make a mistake.
Chen Mu is the captain of the Shence Army, and he also has a small seal on his body, and the rank of the military department is sixth, and the rank is not enough, so he can't walk around on this street casually.
Half an hour ago, Chen Mu took Zhang Han to enter from the west gate of Shendu Garden, exchanged license plates and horse plates at the military-controlled post station at the door, and was just about to leave, when he was called out, asking Zhang Han to take off his armor, unload his weapons, and store the post station. Then the two of them strode to Pingkangfang, feeling that the time was too late, the two began to run, and only ran into Pingkangfang out of breath a moment before the night ban.
The night ban is enforced on the road between the market and the market, but the market is brightly lit and crowded, and the streets and alleys are constantly shouting, especially the brothel with bright lights, and the time of the lantern happens to be the beginning of the show.
There are beauties under the lights, the night is hazy, the lights are hazy, and the red-makeup daughter is even hazy.
From afar, you can hear the voice of the warbler and the swallow.
With a bang, the gate of the market closed.
Now even if you want to get out, you can only jump off the wall. However, there are towers in the four corners of each fang city, and there are officials of the fang department who are responsible for watching and watching on the watchtower, and if they find someone jumping over the wall, they will immediately shout and report, and the patrolling Jin Wuwei and Xiao Wei cavalry will immediately arrive.
"It's good to run fast."
Chen Mu sighed, and then walked to the publicity wall of the Fang Bureau, which was plastered with all kinds of portraits, including wanted criminals and important missing persons. But after looking at it for a long time, I didn't see the portrait of the prince Zhao Mu.
"I'll go and inquire where Wanhualou is." Zhang Han walked forward recklessly.
"Don't ask, No. 3 Northwest Third Lane." Chen Mu continued to look at the publicity wall: "Strange, Zhong Lixiang said that the city is full of portraits of the prince Zhao Mu, but why haven't I seen any of them?" ”
"I haven't seen it either." Zhang Han echoed.
Chen Mu was stunned for a moment and stared at Zhang Han: "Why are you looking for Zhao Mu's portrait?" ”
Zhang Han smiled handsomely: "Ten thousand taels of gold." ”
"Oh..."Chen Mu frowned and thought for a while: "Then you go and inquire, why is the portrait of Wang Zimu gone." ”
Zhang Han went to the Fang City Government Office to inquire, but the officials of the government office were lazy and ignored people.
Later, Zhang Han showed the centurion waist card of the combat unit, and the officials of the government office did not give Zhang Han any good face, but he told Zhang Han that Zhao Mu's body had just been transported back to Luoyang, and since the person was dead, what was he doing with the portrait, so he removed it.
Zhang Han trotted back and told Chen Mu.
Chen Mu was slightly shocked, thought for a moment, and smiled bitterly: "Dead? ”
Zhang Han nodded.
"Then I'll be relieved." Chen Mu smiled.
Zhang Han laughed confusedly, scratched his head and asked, "Captain Duwei, do you have a grudge against the prince and the prince?" ”
"Oh, never met."
"Then you..."
"I'm just sighing about life, forget it, don't talk about this, let's go do things quickly, the lame man is seriously ill, we still need to go back quickly. Tonight, I'm going to meet two people. Early tomorrow morning, go out of the city and tell the lame. ”
Zhang Han sighed: "I hope the lame old brother can survive this night." ”
Come to Wanhualou.
As soon as he walked into Luoyang City, Chen Mu felt that the buildings in Luoyang were not quite right, and the Liang Dynasty seemed to have no floors to overrun. For example, this Wanhualou was built to nine floors. Even so, Wanhualou is not the tallest building in Pingkangfang, there are two buildings in the southwest and southeast, and the lights are also brilliant. From a distance, it looks like two large lanterns are rising from the ground. If you guess correctly, it should be Caiyun Pavilion and Meixian Temple, which are as famous as Wanhualou.
Chen Mu stood at the gate of Wanhualou, raised his head and looked at the building, feeling emotional and amazed.
The stone foundation of this Wanhualou is more than one zhang high, and when you enter the main building from the gate, there is also a two-zhang wide straight road paved with bluestone, which is fifty steps long.
People come and go, and there are two shallow grooves left on the heavy bluestone, which are the grooves that have been slowly grinding out of the soles of people's shoes for many years. In particular, the ashlar threshold of the gate has been trampled round. It is said that this threshold and stone road were deliberately not renovated in order to highlight the popularity of Wanhualou.
"It is said that Wanhualou used to be just a small restaurant, so it was named after 'Lou', but later, the third bustard attached to the Han chaebol and made Wanhualou bigger, so it has today's spectacular scene."
"Han's chaebol?"
"Well, there are rumors that the granary of the world is one out of ten."
"How did the Han family make their fortune?"
"The Empress Dowager's surname is Han."
"Uh-oh, got it."
Even an old-fashioned person like Zhang Han knows the history of Wanhualou, and it seems that this Wanhualou is really famous in the Liang Dynasty.
Chen Mu nodded: "Let's go, go in and find Yu Linglong." ”
The courtyard of Wanhualou is very large, and in addition to the main building, there is also a place to provide accommodation, and as soon as you walk in, you will feel that the air is filled with the smell of fat powder.
It's too strong, and it already has a little smell.
However, after a little longer, the nose will get used to it, and the pavilion girl who keeps catching your eye has already stolen people's attention.
Chen Mu and Zhang Han strode inward, in stark contrast to those tourists who stopped to taste from time to time, and the strange performance of the two of them was also noticed by the people of Wanhualou. Some thugs slowly approached them, but the thugs were silent, and they deliberately looked around, giving people the feeling that they were not targeting anyone.
Chen Mu came to the door of the main building, and a young pavilion girl wearing a low-fitting skirt walked up quickly, as if she was scrambling for something, and grabbed Chen Mu's sleeve: "Son, go to me." I can play the piano, I can sing, I can dance, and I can do the most popular ones. ”
Chen Mu turned his head slightly, looked at the girl, she really didn't look bad, Chen Mu just wanted to say something, a group of girls ran behind the girl, crowded to grab Chen Mu's sleeves.
"Alas! Don't argue. I'm not here to play, I'm here to find someone. ”
As soon as Chen Mu said a word, he was drowned in the ridicule and laughter of the hall girls:
"Hey boy, run to Wanhualou, you still said you didn't come to play?"
"Tsk, this son is really white, I don't know whose family, why is he so handsome, it's really cute."
"Well, you see, there is also a standard waist card, but the captain of the Shence Army."
"Yo~, the Tang family, being so young and being the captain of the capital, maybe he is a gate valve son."
"Oh, bustard, the Tang family's gate valve is here! Come out and receive you in person! ”