Xu Shiyang gave all the soldiers who were not on duty a holiday, and he took Zhao Lin to walk on the bustling streets of Lin'an City.

Although it is far less brilliant than the original 72 stores in Bianjing, it is undeniable that Lin'an is definitely more prosperous than most cities in the world.

Perhaps most of the words could be replaced with all of them.

The prosperity of the world, the poets who have been famous through the ages, the talents who have left their names in history, and the famous concubines who have moved Kyushu, at this time, are all gathered in this dazzling giant city.

In terms of area alone, Lin'an City is actually not big, but after the Great Zhou Dynasty moved south, too many noble and wealthy families were squeezed in, plus the merchants and subordinates who served them, all kinds of merchants, Ji Yuan, and the people who originally lived here, some people estimated that there were at least 300,000 households under the jurisdiction of Lin'an Mansion at this time, close to 1.5 million people!

This makes Lin'an City more crowded, but the people's ability to use the space is very good.

Between the big stores, between the houses, and on both sides of the road, there are all kinds of open-air stalls.

There are those who sell all kinds of snacks, those who tell stories and sing, and naturally there are those who sell horses.

Xu Shiyang took out fifty eldest sons (copper coins), bought a bowl of rice noodles for himself and Zhao Lin, and then scooped two spoonfuls of fatty and tender braised pork and red shrimp, and the two of them had a beautiful meal on their heads.

After that, these two guys each carried a string of sugar gourds, and while biting on them, they enjoyed the street performances.

"It's worthy of Lin'an, it's really prosperous."

Zhao Lin chewed the sweet and sour hawthorn, and said with vague emotion:

"I don't know when we can have this kind of prosperity over there."

"Yes."

Xu Shiyang replied:

"There will come a day, as long as we keep trying, I promise."

"Moreover, we will definitely build our hometown, no, the whole of China into a more prosperous place than Lin'an today."

Xu Shiyang made a serious promise:

"It's not this kind of false prosperity like duckweed in troubled times, it's not temporary tranquility!"

"Temporary quiet ......, Lin'an?"

Zhao Lin couldn't help but laugh and said:

"Husband, you're so mean."

"It was meant to be."

Xu Shiyang sighed:

"For the world of Kyushu, for the people of China, for you and me, and for those who we care about and don't care much, the prosperity of Lin'an is all false. It can burst like a bubble at any time. ”

"This Great Zhou, I have been indulging in this false prosperity for too long, so that our nation has fallen behind the Tartars in the competition of life and death."

"If you are backward, you will be beaten, and if you are beaten, what is the use of being prosperous?"

"If you fall behind, you will be beaten......" Zhao Lin chewed on this sentence, feeling that something was blocked in his heart, and he was a little out of breath.

"Alright, alright! Let's not talk about these boring things! ”

Xu Shiyang couldn't help but touch Zhao Lin's head, rubbed it a few times, and rubbed her hair in a bun:

"Let's talk about these things when we return to Jiangbei, today may be the next ten or twenty years, and we only have the opportunity to go shopping with peace of mind!"

"You know, a long, long time ago, I wished I had a beautiful little girl shopping with me."

Xu Shiyang thought back to his past life, with a warm smile on his face that Zhao Lin had never seen before:

"We held hands together, ate the same string of snacks, happily looked at the hurried passers-by around us, and laughed wildly in the youth."

Zhao Lin tilted his head and looked at Xu Shiyang, and after a while, he poked the half-bitten sugar gourd in his hand in front of Xu Shiyang:

"There are two more, one for each of us."

Zhao Lin said with a smile:

"I'll keep half of your skewer for me, too, so we'll have the same skewer."

At that moment, Xu Shiyang seemed to have returned to his high school years and re-tasted the feeling of first love - short, but incomparably beautiful.

Well, briefly.

Xu Shiyang couldn't help but embrace Zhao Lin in his arms, and the 16-year-old girl was like a kitten, purring comfortably in his arms.

Then Xu Shiyang heard the woman's somewhat angry reprimand:

"Qingping the world, what is the reason to flirt with a lover!"

After rubbing, Zhao Lin blushed and quickly escaped from Xu Shiyang's arms, and they only then remembered that they were still on the street!

In this era, it is normal for young men and women to hug each other in public in broad daylight and be reprimanded, right?

Xu Shiyang pulled Zhao Lin behind him, straightened his spine, and looked in the direction where the reprimand came from with some annoyance.

Then, he found that the female voice just now didn't seem to be talking about himself.

Less than ten steps in front of Xu Shiyang, a richly dressed fat man with 4 or 5 helpers was pestering a beautiful young woman.

This is obvious, this is a broad and young, maybe it is still the second generation of officials? Molerating a woman from a good family on the street - a very classic drama.

Seeing this scene, Xu Shiyang first unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and then he suddenly had a feeling that he was somewhat familiar with this scene.

Uh, what's that?

Relaxed physically and mentally, Xu Shiyang actually couldn't recall this familiarity for the first time.

"Why didn't anyone come to the woman's aid?"

Zhao Lin poked her head out from behind Xu Shiyang, looked at the prodigal who was still pestering not far in front of her, and the beautiful young woman who was becoming more and more embarrassed, and asked suspiciously.

In this bustling street, when this kind of thing happened in broad daylight, there were already many passers-by who watched, but all of them whispered, whether good or bad, and not one of them came forward to help the woman.

"I don't dare."

Xu Shiyang guessed:

"Dare to flirt with a maid on the street in Lin'an City, which family's yakou should this be?"

Yanai .......

After saying this word, Xu Shiyang probably understood what this familiarity was about.

He patted a crowd of onlookers on the shoulder and asked in a low voice:

"What's going on? Who is this yaman? How dare you tease your lover on the street? ”

"Little brother, you're an external enemy, right?" The man glanced at Xu Shiyang with the eyes of the old hat, and replied: "This is Gao Yu Gao Taiwei's moth, who loves to flirt and insult the women of good families, and is known as 'Huahua Tai Sui'!" What's the point of molesting a lover on the street? ”

"Gao Yu's moth ......."

Xu Shiyang smiled:

"Sure enough, it's Gao Yanei! I said how this scene is so familiar! ”

"Does the husband know this Gao Yanei?"

Zhao Lin's face finally recovered, she came out from behind Xu Shiyang again, and asked curiously.

"Ah, I guess I know."

Xu Shiyang replied:

"I killed Gao Yu's dog in the human market a few days ago, but I didn't expect to meet his cheap son again."

"Well, Linlin, I'm sorry, our time to go shopping happily can only end here!"

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