Pingzhou is located in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River and is a prosperous place in the south of the Yangtze River.

Standing on the bank of the Qinhuai River, not only the economy is prosperous, but also the literati are gathered, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most prosperous place in the entire Southern Chu except for the capital Bianjing.

Pingzhou was already particularly prosperous in the pre-Chu period.

It is said that there was once a former Chu emperor who wanted to move the capital to Pingzhou, he said that Pingzhou was the most peaceful place in the whole world, and the name of Pingzhou also came from this.

It was only after many courtiers advised him that he dispelled this idea.

Even in the war between Southern Chu and Qianchu, the prosperity of the Jiangnan area did not suffer any twists and turns.

After Zhao Yuan, the ancestor of Southern Chu, ascended the throne, he also had plans to move the capital to Pingzhou.

However, later the courtiers continued to follow the rhetoric of the former Chu courtiers to persuade the former Chu emperor, saying that Bianjing is the hinterland of the Central Plains, and in terms of geographical location, it is the most suitable place to set the capital, first, it can deter the enemy countries in the north, second, it is also the most convenient in the policy of co-governance between the north and the south, and third, Jiangnan is the economic place of Southern Chu, and cannot be used as a thorn in the side of the barbarians.

The implication is that it can only be protected as a rear courtyard, not as a capital, and become a thorn in the side of Northern Liao, Eastern Yan and other countries.

Otherwise, in the future, the war will be together, the enemy country will capture Pingzhou, and the foundation of Southern Chu will be finished.

And in the future, even if Bianjing is finished, the worst result can be to move to Jiangnan and keep the foundation of Nanchu.

Of course, these words can't be said explicitly, but Zhao Yuan can understand it at all, so he continues to set the capital in Bianjing.

After Emperor Chu Cheng Zhao Yan succeeded to the throne, he also continued to use this set of plans.

Under his seventeen years of governance, the prosperity of Jiangnan today can be said to have reached an unprecedented level, and it has almost become the back garden of the entire Southern Chu. Zhao Yan asked Princess Gaoping to come to Pingzhou, in addition to staying away from the capital and not being disturbed, but also because of the prosperity of Jiangnan, which could ensure that she and her concubine Zhang Mingheng had no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives.

After coming to Nanchu for two months, Zhang Xiang would occasionally come out to hang out.

It's just that he was used to seeing a more prosperous modern metropolis in his previous life, so in his eyes, the prosperity of Pingzhou is not necessarily unusual.

At best, it's fresh.

After all, there are many green buildings on both sides of Qinhuai, and the painting boats on the river can be seen everywhere, and every night, you can hear the literati chanting poems against them, and the sound of the women in the green buildings stroking the piano and singing.

Often encountering such a grand scene, Zhang Xiang can't help but shake his head and sigh: such a fine tradition has been lost in modern times.

"Donkey, slow down, the slaves can't keep up."

In the evening, on the noisy streets of Pingzhou.

The little slave's panting voice kept coming from behind him.

Walking in front with his hands behind his back, Zhang Xiang, who was walking leisurely, ignored it, but his pace gradually slowed down.

Attention was paid to some of the green buildings that had become lively.

After a while, the little slave carrying some things finally caught up.

What she was carrying were all the home remedies that Zhang Xiang had bought before and would go back to treat the princess's cough later.

But it's all some pears and mushrooms, honey and stuff like that.

The little slave was also very strange before, and asked why the horse did not buy medicinal herbs, but these?

In this regard, Zhang Xiang just smiled mysteriously and did not explain.

After catching up with Zhang Xiang, the little slave patted his bulging little chest with his hand, and gasped: "Donkey, slow down, if I lose you, the princess will not scold me to death when I go back." ”

"I'm already familiar with this Pingzhou City, I'm afraid I don't know the way back!" Zhang Xiang smiled.

The little slave shook his head: "No, if I go back first, the princess will scold me if she doesn't see you." ”

"And what if I go back first?" Zhang Xiang said with a smile.

This little girl is quite simple, Zhang Xiang occasionally plays with her and likes to tease her.

The little slave didn't seem to have thought about this problem, so he lowered his little head and thought for a while, and then raised his head: "It's not right, if you go back first, then I won't go back with you, and after I go back, the princess will still scold me for not taking a good look at you." ”

"I'm not a child."

"But that's what the princess told me, and she told me to keep an eye on you, and not let you run around, so we have to go back together."

Seeing her serious and cute appearance, Zhang Xiang didn't plan to tease her, the two of them slowly walked in the direction of the Horse Mansion together, and asked as they walked: "By the way, little slave, where is the Qinglou in Pingzhou the most famous?" ”

"Huh?" The little slave was slightly taken aback, and his eyes suddenly had a slight discoloration: "Why did the colt ask this?" ”

Seeing her eyes, Zhang Xiang suddenly felt like he had been caught and raped, but he continued to use his usual tone to snort: "It's just curious!" ”

Although he felt strange in his heart, the little slave still replied obediently: "The most famous Qinglou in Pingzhou today is the Yanyu Pavilion. ”

"Whoa!"

Then the little slave pointed ahead: "Go down the river bank for another mile or so, and the tallest and brightest attic is." ”

"Originally, Yanyu Pavilion was not the most famous green building in Pingzhou."

Then the little slave continued to talk about what he heard from some gossip on weekdays: "Originally, three years ago, the most famous Qinglou in Pingzhou has always been Ning Xiangju, but since Liu Qingyin entered the Yanyu Pavilion three years ago, the business of the Yanyu Pavilion has gradually flourished, it is said that this Liu Qingyin's qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are a must, and the appearance is also very beautiful, as soon as she entered the Yanyu Pavilion, she was quickly favored by many literati, and many high-ranking cadres in Pingzhou also like to support her field, three years down, Now she has become the top brand of Yanyu Pavilion, and the momentum of Yanyu Pavilion has long surpassed Ningxiangju. ”

"Liu Qingyin?"

Zhang Xiang muttered and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to know a lot about these." ”

The little slave's face turned red: "I heard what people said." ”

"Then have you seen this Liu Qingyin? Why is she beautiful? Zhang Xiang asked.

The little slave shook his head: "I'm the same as the horse, I've only been in Pingzhou for a short time, how can I go to that kind of place, how can I see her?" ”

"Then do you think she has princess beauty?" Zhang Xiang's playfulness instantly rose again, and he continued to ask.

"Of course not."

I didn't think of this little girl, so I answered.

"Uh..."Zhang Xiang scratched his head speechlessly: "You haven't seen it, how do you know if you haven't?" ”

"Even if I haven't seen it, I know I don't." The little slave stubbornly raised her little head: "In my eyes, the princess is the most beautiful, no woman has the beauty of a princess, so she definitely does not have the beauty of a princess." ”

Zhang Xiang sweated profusely, this is probably the worship psychology of fans!

It is said that women are jealous.

I didn't expect this little girl to be the princess's little fan sister!

But his troubled psychology was not over, and he continued to ask with a smile: "You have also been in the palace, you said that the princess is the most beautiful, so do you think the princess is as beautiful as her mother?" What about the Queen? And what about the other ladies in the palace, concubines, and other princesses? How do you compare? ”

The little slave was startled, and his face changed instantly.

This colt really dares to say anything! Can you say such a thing?

Frightened, she looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so she whispered to Zhang Xiang: "Donkey, how can you talk about those ladies in the palace in such a place, if this is spread to the palace, it will be a matter of losing your head." The queen mother is the mother of the world, and her status is noble, how can she be compared with the rest of the women. ”

"Really?" Zhang Xiang didn't think about this problem, after all, he didn't have such an awareness in his modern thinking.

It's just a simple comparison! I'm going to lose my head!

The little slave nodded his little head sharply, still nervously and said: "Of course, not to mention that people come and go here, even in the mansion, in private, you can't say this kind of thing, the princess will be unhappy when she hears it." ”

"Then we'll stop talking." Zhang Xiang pouted.

Little slave mentioned this, and he also understood that after all, there was no free speech environment like modern here.

But he was unwilling, and soon suddenly asked: "Then we are no better than those ladies in the palace, so do you think you are as beautiful as a princess?" ”

Swish!

The little slave's face turned red again, and he lowered his little head.

At this moment, the little girl is full of question marks.

Why does this colt keep asking these strange questions!

Seeing that she didn't speak, Zhang Xiang wondered, "What?" You can't compare, huh? ”

"I... I... I..."

The little slave hesitated for a long time, and then said in a low voice: "The slave is a civilian woman, how can she compare with Her Royal Highness the Princess?" How can you ask such a question to a slave or maid, colt! ”

"What's this, it has nothing to do with identity, haven't you ever thought about it in your heart?" Zhang Xiang felt that it didn't matter.

This is also his bit of bad taste, after all, he thinks that between women and women, they will feel that they are more beautiful than each other.

He would ask the slave these boring questions.

In fact, the little slave is not bad-looking, delicate and lovely, and she belongs to the kind of small jasper type.

It's only fifteen years old, a little younger, but the beauty embryo is obvious, and if you grow a few years longer, you can also be a big beauty.

I just don't know which bastard can be cheaper in the future.

After a while, the little slave shook his head: "I haven't thought about it, how can I think about these questions!" In my heart, the princess is the most beautiful. ”

"Okay, I won't ask anymore, I can see it, it's a little difficult for you." Zhang Xiang smiled lightly, and finally stopped this bad taste.

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