The poem says: "The willowside embankment accompanies the guests back, and the clear sound follows closely with each other." Thousands of mountains and mountains are low and wide, and thousands of miles of clouds and smoke and snow fly at dusk. ”

Let's say that Yuan Zhao walked aimlessly after killing the thief Guo Xiang that day, but he was like a lonely goose, wandering in this incompatible world.

A little child walks through the mountains and waters, ushering in the morning and the morning light, sending away the sunset and sunset. Hungry and thirsty, Xiaoxing sleeps overnight, the top of the ancient tree, the cave, and the grassy slope are all places where he rests. In the morning breeze and morning dew, next to the ancient pine of the autumn moon is the place where he meditates and practices his physical fitness. Along the way, the confusion and panic when I first came have gradually calmed down, and I have begun to slowly adapt to the world.

He looked at it coldly from the perspective of modern people, the Han Dynasty since the succession of Gaozu Liu Bang, after four emperors and one queen, although it has also repeatedly experienced several power struggles and civil strife, but because several generations of the Son of Heaven have attached importance to the people's livelihood, vigorously developed agriculture, reduced taxes and taxes, and the people have suffered from the war at the end of the Qin Dynasty, and the people's minds are settled, so the social and economic development is very fast, and when today's son succeeds to the throne for more than ten years, it finally reached the heyday of the dynasty.

It is said that "the treasury is full, and there are no repeat offenders in prison". To borrow a commentator: The Holy Son of Heaven is in power, the Quartet is peaceful, and the Haiyan River is clear. In this regard, Yuan Zhao just smiled!

He wandered around during this time, but he was a little curious under the melancholy, after all, he came to a great historical era, and during the day he looked at the life of the people in this era between the market villages, although the common people and the village community were also peaceful, but along the way, you can also see people begging and fleeing from time to time, and occasionally encounter bandits.

Knowing the direction of history, of course, he can see clearly the contradictions and crises behind this so-called prosperous era, the so-called prosperous era, which has always been the history books to whitewash the rulers, and who will talk about the hardships and sufferings of all life?

But these things are ......, he laughed self-deprecatingly: "What is this doing to me?" What's more, I'm just a passerby, a rootless wanderer, and I don't know where my future direction is! ”

The only thing he's interested in is: people in this era, uh, too honest to be too embarrassed to lie!

"Am I being too kind?" He muttered to himself.

No, hang a cloth bag on your chest, walk in this bazaar, and people keep throwing fruits, cakes...., and occasionally copper coins are also thrown? I really don't understand! What's going on? This is....being regarded as a little beggar! I'm just not used to robes without pockets!

Yuan Zhao looked down, well, the clothes on his body had not been washed for a long time, and he lifted the hem and tied it around his waist for convenience, his short body was thin and thin, and it was inevitable that the old women of the Han Dynasty would pass by, uh, the ladies of the Han Dynasty looked at him with pity, patted the top of his head kindly, and stuffed some food in the cloth bag by the way. This made Yuan Zhao a little depressed, so he had to pretend to be a little stupid to cater to this kindness.

Finally escaped and ran out of the bazaar, Yuan Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, he was an orphan in his previous life, and by chance he was brought to training by a special national organization from a very young age, and became the number one trump card of the organization with his innate talent, and after starting to perform the task, he endured the test of iron and fire all year round, learned camouflage and various killing techniques that kill with one hit, and was used to seeing life and death, cold-blooded, and since he was reborn, he has been displaced all day long, but he is not used to the warmth of this world.

He took a few dried fruits from the cloth bag, threw them in his mouth, and chewed them as he walked down the road. After walking a short distance, he saw that the official road in front of him was getting wider and wider, extending straight forward, he squinted his eyes, and faintly saw a majestic city rising from the ground on the distant horizon, majestic, as if surrounded by steaming clouds and mist.

That is the imperial capital of the Han Dynasty, Chang'an City more than 2,000 years ago.

It was nearly noon, the weather was a little hot, Yuan Zhao was very thirsty, and walked for a while, feeling a cool breeze, but mixed with a smell of wine touched the end of his nose. Looking up, the front is lush and verdant, a large piece of green shade, a two-story wooden building is hidden between the shade and green bamboo beside the road, the wood is a simple log, sandwiched in a glance of greenery, reflecting the bottom of the eye is very comfortable. The bamboo pole more than two zhang long obliquely picks up a tail of cloth flags fluttering with the wind, but on the cloth flags are written "green suburbs" three big characters.

Although his calligraphy is not fine, fortunately, he has seen a lot of master's works in the past, and he also knows the advantages and disadvantages of words. Along the way, he had also seen a few suburban wine shops, most of which were simple and shabby, but such elegant restaurants were rare.

Yuan Zhao entered the building and saw that the inside was very empty, only a few rows of thick wooden benches were a few high, separated by a few rows of screens, there were not many wine customers, and a few people were drinking wine and talking.

When there was a tall woman who looked like a young woman, plain clothes and white clothes covered her head, I don't know what to write down, when she heard someone come in, she looked up, and saw a seven or eight-year-old child with some shabby clothes standing on the ground, carrying a small package, hanging a bulging cloth bag on her chest, I don't know what it contains, and the dust on my face has not been washed for a few days, I can't see the black and white ugly, only a pair of eyes are dark but very smart.

Her restaurant is located on the side of the official road ten miles outside Chang'an, and it has welcomed countless passers-by, and there are no strange people in the three religions and nine streams, so she will not take this little child as a single person, and she smiled at the moment, but her voice was very crisp: "That Xiaolang, do you want to drink?" Yuan Zhao hesitated, he was originally going to beg for saliva to drink, as for drinking? He licked his lips, two thousand years ago, the wine could taste whatever it tasted like.

The weather in this era is not much different from that of later generations, in the early autumn season, the wind blows through the hall in the restaurant, and the whole body is very comfortable, Yuan Zhao didn't realize that he had drunk more than a dozen bowls, he didn't care, just gnawed on the Hu cake given by the kind aunt of the Han Dynasty, while thinking about his future plans.

Occasionally, I felt choked, so I picked up the bowl and drank a few big sips, not to mention, the wine of this era was all pure grain self-brewed, sour and sweet, much smoother than the drinks of later generations.

Suddenly I felt something strange next to me, and I looked up, well, why are you all staring at me?

Yuan Zhao turned around and looked around, but didn't find anything wrong. But I saw that the few people who were drinking, including the woman who poured the wine, were all stunned and looked at him.

After being stunned for a while, the woman walked up to her and said with complicated eyes: "You little man, drink so much wine, how can your little body stand it!" ”

Yuan Zhao was stunned, and looked around at other people's tables, but they were all drinking slowly from a cup or a jue, like a big bowl of cow drink like himself. He didn't know that in this era, although rice millet was said to be full, wine was still a luxury, commonly known as "elegant things," and ordinary people called friends to have a few drinks to help the fun. Occasionally, when a martial artist encounters generosity, he cries out and drinks a few bowls, and gets drunk, which is already worthy of being a heroic man.

At such a young age, it is surprising to drink in such a way.

"Can you blame me? In this previous life, the nerves that have been tested by all kinds of high alcohol, drinking these two or three degrees of rice wine, isn't it just to quench your thirst. ”

Yuan Zhao suddenly woke up in his heart, but said with a smile on his face: "Big sister, don't worry, I have my own money for you."

After speaking, the detective took out a piece of broken gold about half a tael from the package behind him and placed it on the table.

The woman's eyes under the brow of her eyebrows lit up, and she seemed to be surprised that Yuan summoned her hand so generously.

She simply sat down and said with a smile: "Xiaolang, this is not water, this green bamboo drink brewed by my family is famous far and wide, you don't know how powerful, I'm afraid it will be good later." ”

Yuan Zhao shook the wine bowl in his hand slightly, a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, as if he recalled some distant things, smacked his lips and only smiled but did not explain.

But the woman was kind-hearted, and when she saw him like this, she asked, "Then why are you traveling alone to go to Chang'an City?" ”

Yuan Zhao swallowed the food in his mouth, drank the remaining wine in the bowl, but pretended to be stupid, and muttered: "Mmmm, go to Chang'an, go to Chang'an..." ”

The woman frowned, looked up at the weather outside, it was really unpredictable, I don't know when it was cloudy, gloomy, and I saw that a heavy rain was coming.

Seeing the appearance of this child, he must have had a miserable life experience, and remembered his own situation, and couldn't help but feel pity in his heart, so he threw the gold into the cloth bag beside him, got up and walked beside him and said: "It's raining soon, Chang'an is still far away, and I can't get there today." There is a room in the store, and wait for one night to stay tomorrow and then leave, that wine, don't want your money, it's my sister who invited you to drink, hehe. ”

When Yuan Zhao looked up, the woman's figure had disappeared in the small room behind the counter, and the aftermath was still there, the sound was sweet and crisp, like a girl's .......