It only takes two days to ride a horse, and Uncle Yang and they have to walk for ten days to arrive, first, Yang Jin's body has just recovered, and his physical strength is a little exhausted, and second, Uncle Yang has taken advantage of the fact that there is nothing to do along the way, so he has already begun to talk about the sages of Zhao State. Although Yang Jin is only eight years old, he is very smart, and he still remembers very clearly what Uncle Yang said three days ago, and even the words in it are not bad, which makes Uncle Yang feel surprised, could it be that he picked up a treasure by mistake?

The imperial city of Zhao was set by Emperor Taizu of Zhao when he opened the country by inviting more than a dozen onmyoji who specialize in divination after many surveys, saying that there is a dragon vein here, which can ensure that Zhao will not fade for eternity, Emperor Taizu is overjoyed, who does not want to establish the foundation of descendants for all generations? So Emperor Taizu happily placed the imperial city here, at first because Yueqi City was located in the center of Zhao State, the dynasty could be controlled in the east, west, north and south just right, especially the northern frontier cavalry from time to time to the south to harass can be effectively contained. This situation has continued until the time of Wuzong, Wuzong raised his troops, and completely drove the nomads in the north out of Mobei City and the edge of Monan City, and drove them into the firmament grassland, since then Yueqi City's control over the north has been much weaker, Xuanzong Huanji's grandfather Zhaozong thought about moving the capital, but was opposed by a group of old nobles, they felt that this was a self-cutting dragon vein, which was not conducive to the foundation of thousands of generations, and Zhaozong had to give up. By the time Daizong was in power, the national strength of Zhao was not as good as before, and coupled with various natural and man-made disasters, there was no longer the strength to move the capital to such a big thing.

However, although the national strength of Zhao has declined, Yueqi City is still extremely prosperous. Yueqi City is located at the intersection of Qushui, a branch of the source river and the Luojiang River, a branch of the Woer River, the terrain is flat, and the fertile sediment brought by the big water gathers here, forming a plain of tens of thousands of miles, this plain is the most suitable for the development of agriculture, and it has become the famous land of fish and rice in Zhao State, and the hungry homeless people everywhere outside, but the impact here is very small. Yueluo City also gathered countless merchants in the world, forming a huge bazaar - Zhao City, the prosperity of Zhao City, can be said to be unique, even if Xuanzong has some decline, it can also be regarded as the people in the bazaar "sweat like rain, the voice is boiling", the sound is far away in the palace ten miles away and separated by the high wall of the deep courtyard can be heard, the things bought and sold there are also complex and diverse, in addition to several major grain and oil shops, cloth villages, and some huge money villages, of course, in addition to these most special is the west market at the very edge of the market, There are iron cages here, the cages are not closed with wild game, but live people, most of these people are thin and unkempt, ordinary people can buy one as long as one or two taels of silver, the most expensive is less than ten taels of silver, these people who are sold at will are mostly some homeless people, and after being caught, they are sent to the West Market to sell, and sometimes there are some Yunluo people in the north, Bosang people, the declining prison people in the southwest, and the Belle people in the northeast. Naturally, the state prohibits this kind of human trafficking, but the old nobles are full of interest in these people who can be called "slaves", because sometimes for a few pennies they can buy a cheap family who can be beaten and scolded at will and do not have to pay wages, and if they die, they will be dragged out and thrown away, and they will not even have to occupy any of their own land.

Uncle Yang and Yang Jin finally entered the city when the sun was about to set. Uncle Yang looked at the imperial city, which was still lively in the evening, and finally knew why no one knew about the situation in the other states, especially the northern states.

Yang Jin lowered his head, a little shy, he had never seen so many people so far.

The two saw a notice by the city wall that said: If a wise man enters the city, he can go to the Zhaoxian Pavilion and be brought into the palace by the consul.

Uncle Yang smiled, it was much easier to do it with a way, but he didn't want to enter the palace in such a hurry, he wanted to take a good look at this prosperous imperial city, this famous metropolis that has experienced nearly two hundred years, and what is the difference between other places.

The two found a slightly dilapidated post station and only opened one room, not because Uncle Yang was stingy, but because of the expenses they spent along the way, plus the medicine for Yang Jin in Yuye City, and gave Yang Jin's mother some silver taels, and there was not much left of the entanglement on his body. This inn is located in the northwest corner of Yueyu City, a little deserted, the furnishings inside are also very simple, along the corner of the somewhat upturned wooden staircase up to the second floor turned left is their room, a guy in burlap clothes led them upstairs, opened the door and left. The purpose of Uncle Yang's choice is mainly to let Yang Jin have a good environment to study, and he can quietly think about the dilemma he is about to face, that is, how to let the consul of the pavilion take him into the palace, and then how to make the emperor believe in himself, and then entrust him with important tasks.

Uncle Yang got up and opened the window at the back, below is a green brick paved somewhat deserted ancient post road, now because the new post road passes through the front street, very few people still remember this old post road, the green bricks have grown densely on the green moss. The sun sank down the battlements on the city wall, the night fell, Uncle Yang had seen the sunset countless times with his teacher and junior brother on the mountain, and he had never had such a melancholy feeling, he stood quietly, feeling the wind blowing on his cheeks, and turned around to look at Yang Jin, who was cleaning up the bed, and walked into the whirlpool, he was afraid that if he wanted to get out safely, it would be difficult, he remembered the Wei Ying, Wu Qi and others recorded in the history books, which one was not a first-class celebrity, but in the end, it was ......

The clouds on the horizon began to fill over, and soon it was dark, looking at the rolling clouds, he was about to enter the deepest and most dangerous clouds, disrupting them, and establishing his own order, no one knew what he was going to do next, and no one had explored the way for himself, this road was full of crises, and one wrong step was a catastrophe.

Yang Jin looked at Uncle Yang who was silently contemplative, he knew that he must not be disturbed at this time, so he went out softly and went down to ask for food, these days, he also knew the temper of this person who needed to be with him all the time. Yang Jin came up with the plate, Uncle Yang was still standing like that, he put down the plate, lit the oil lamp, and quietly pulled out a volume of "Analects" that recorded Confucius's words during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, but he actually didn't like this pedantic old man in his heart, he talked about benevolence and righteousness in everything, and how to talk about it when others put a knife on his neck, but this was what Uncle Yang asked him to read, the reason is that Xi is the head of a hundred schools, and with the strength of a hundred schools, he can have his own thoughts if he abandons the shortcomings, so he is still reading seriously.

On the third pole of the moon, Uncle Yang sighed, turned around and sat at the table, Yang Jin hurriedly came over to prepare the meal, Uncle Yang rubbed his head and asked: "The Analects of Gongye Chang Fifteenth Zigong asked: Why does Kong Wenzi call it 'Wen'?" ”

Yang Jin knew that he was testing himself, so he hurriedly replied: "Zi said: Sensitive and studious, not ashamed to ask, it is called 'Wen'." ”

Uncle Yang pursed his lips and chuckled, but he never explained the meaning of these words, and Yang Jin didn't dare to ask. The two of them swallowed some food that had been cold, and then went to bed and slept in their clothes.