Walking on the main road of Chang'an, the little green donkey happily walked on the bluestone-paved avenue, looking at the endless flow of pedestrians on the street, Lu Zhe had a feeling of sudden dream, as if walking on the street of the later generations.

This is the city. Lu Zhe had this feeling for the first time since he traveled to Datang.

Chang'an City is very new. Although the city from the Western Zhou Dynasty, as a pickaxe, Han Dynasty, also as the imperial capital of the ancient city has gone through hundreds of years of wind and rain, but there is no sense of oldness, as the capital of the new Tang Empire, Li Yuan and Li Shimin father and son, spent a lot of effort to repair. The streets are paved with bluestone slabs quarried from Jungnam Mountain, and the streets are clean, with drainage ditches next to them, and the houses on the side of the road are also very new, so it can be seen that it has a good urban drainage system. All kinds of people on the street are in a hurry, and the river is endless, without the slightest leisure and comfort unique to the people of the ancient capital.

At this time, the empire was just being established, and everyone seemed to have endless things to do.

Chang'an City is very square, the so-called hundreds of thousands of families are like a game of Go, and the 12th Street is like a vegetable garden. Chang'an is boxy, is an almost standard square, Chang'an one hundred and eight squares, each square has a beautiful stone archway made of the door, each square has a well, the roadside is planted with green trees.

Chang'an City is very large, adhering to the concept of the law of heaven and earth, the emperor is respected, and the hundred bureaucrats are served, in order to accommodate more people and migrate to the grand plan of the nobles of the destroyed countries in the south of the Yangtze River to realize the grand plan of the Beijing Division, Li Yuan and his son built the city ahead of time, and the Chang'an City of the Tang Dynasty covers an area of 84 square kilometers.

What is this concept? The city of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty was 2.4 times the size of Chang'an in the Han Dynasty, 1.4 times the size of Beijing in the Ming and Qing dynasties, 7 times larger than Constantinople, the capital of the Byzantine Empire in the same period, 6.2 times larger than the city of Baghdad built in 800 AD, and the ancient Roman city was only one-fifth of her.

For thousands of years since then, Chang'an has been the largest capital city built by mankind and is well-deserved as the "world's first city"!

And now, Lu Zhe is on this planet, the most magnificent and advanced city at present, surrounded by all kinds of people, etc., in the restaurant, scholars from Jiangnan and Jiannan are reciting poems in their own broken official dialect, and in the Hu Shi on the street, the hot, blonde and blue-eyed Persian dancer is dancing the Hu Xuan dance known as the belly dance in later generations, expecting the Shandong high rollers in the store to order a few more pots of expensive grape wine.

Looking at this prosperous and stable street scene, my ears are mixed with the dialects of various places. I don't know why, Lu Zhe's heart suddenly swelled with an indescribable feeling.

This may be something deeply rooted in the blood, as a soul that has crossed over in the future, looking at the ancient capital that can almost be called a miracle city thousands of years ago, inexplicably, there is a throbbing that wants to let out a long roar echoes in Lu Zhe's chest.

If I had to give an explanation for this inexplicable throbbing, there would be only two words to explain.

That's Huaxia!

Lu Zhe, who was riding on the green donkey, suppressed this enthusiasm, and slowly squinted his eyes as the donkey under his crotch moved, carefully looking at the fireworks in the world thousands of years ago, ten zhang of red dust.

Lu Zhe and others entered from the Yanxing Gate in the east of the city, next to the famous Inspiration Temple, to the north, passing through Chang'an East City, and then to the west, it is the famous Pingkangfang, which is the core business district of Chang'an.

Although it is evening at this time, close to the time of nightfall, but Pingkangfang has already hung lanterns from every house, it is very lively, thirty-six flower willow lanes, seventy-two orchestra buildings, the sound of silk and bamboo is endless, the door is mostly decorated with expensive silk or gold flowers, the air is wafting with the fragrance of fat powder, the gorgeous carriages and horses keep shuttling between the Qinlou Chu halls one after another, the quite wide street seems to be crowded, and the sound of talking and laughing is getting louder and louder.

At that time, the young man had a thin spring shirt, a horse leaning on the bridge, and a building full of red sleeves. Seeing this situation, Lu Zhe not only chanted in a low voice, patted the small building on his waist to listen to the spring rain all night, and shook his head with a smile.

Words are good words, girls are good girls, and teenagers are not bad.

But it's a pity that the spring shirt on the young man's body is not thin after all, and he doesn't ride a white horse, and none of the red sleeves in the building beckons to him.

Although according to the aesthetics of the Tang people, the appearance of this little man riding on a donkey is not bad. But it looks a little shabby.

After all the wind and dust, Lu Zhe's face is naturally not very good, and the brocade clothes on his body are also a little old, and he is not a tall horse, just a green donkey, which is like wearing a wrinkled Gucci in the future, driving a domestic hatchback to a high-end private club, surrounded by the second generation of luxury cars, and the young ladies of those clubs will naturally not think that you are their customers.

Don't underestimate the nobles of the Tang Dynasty, even if they are small nobles, except for special official uniforms and dresses, the clothes worn by the scholars of the Tang Dynasty are directly thrown or rewarded to servants in a good mood, and they never wear them a second time. Like Lu Zhe, who only has one or two sets of brocade clothes, and plans to wash them after wearing them, in the eyes of the real scholars, he is simply a poor man.

Even if it is blown to the sky by the future generations - "Sex is especially frugal, everything that is served, it is just given." The eldest grandson queen, the so-called thrift is to slightly reduce the amount of food and clothing, and she will never wear the clothes she wears once. But in the eyes of those women of families with five surnames and seven hopes, they are already thrifty among the thrifty provinces, and some hostesses of the family even dare to secretly ridicule Li Shimin and Empress Changsun for being a poor couple behind their backs.

So, what is the real standard of living of the eldest grandson queen, who is thrifty in the eyes of the family? According to historical records, the eldest grandson queen even usually wears a pair of bifurcated shoes to "weave with red feathers, before and after the gold leaf cut clouds as decoration, long ruler, the bottom is three inches upward, there are two series, the first two beads" - but an ordinary pair of shoes should be woven with bright and bright feathers into gold pearls embellished in it, the texture is soft and comfortable, and the production is exquisite, not to mention the clothes worn on the body, the ornaments worn on the head, and the driving utensils used?

Therefore, Lu Zhe felt good about himself, and in the eyes of the young lady Pingkangfang, who was accustomed to seeing high-ranking officials and nobles, he was just a poor and sour young man.

But it's okay, the makeup of women in the technology industry in the Tang Dynasty, Lu Zhe, who is used to seeing the ancient costume style of later generations, does not dare to compliment, just like Mr. Ma Er who travels to the West Lake, "Women don't look at him, and he doesn't look at women" (you can imagine that the white ghost-like face of the Japanese geisha is painted with two big blushes until the cheeks, and ordinary people are really still....).

When you get out of Pingkangfang, the Suzaku Gate is not far in front, and the majestic imperial city is also in front of you.

As soon as Sun Simiao entered the city, he hurriedly urged the donkey to Yongxingfang, presumably worried about the condition of a certain patient. And at this moment, Yu Wenyin and the others were also ready to say goodbye to Lu Zhe and the others.

"Xiao Langjun, don't leave it at that." Yu Wenyin and the others arched their hands to Lu Zhe, which was regarded as a farewell, and hurriedly returned to the palace to pay the order.

Along the way, accustomed to seeing the methods of this little demon, Yu Wenyin thought about hurrying back to the headquarters of the Xuanjia Captain at this moment, and carefully reported to Shangfeng the terrible and weird nature of this Shanshui Lang.

I don't know what kind of storm this son will set off when he enters Chang'an. Looking at Lu Zhe and his party who were about to go to the mansion of King Rencheng in Anxingfang, Yu Wenyin sighed, he had a hunch that Lu Zhe entered Chang'an, and this matter was not simple.

Now only Pei Qingnu and A Feiyun Needle and others are left, and after a cup of tea, Lu Zhe and the others have already arrived at Rencheng Palace.

Half an hour later, Lu Zhe lazily soaked in the big bath bucket, and after refusing to wipe the back of the royal palace maid, he beautifully picked up the silver cup, which was made of Western Regions grapes with Xiaoice fish, and took a sip.

The cold and smooth grapes entered his throat, and he was soaked in hot water, and he suddenly felt that there was not a single pore in his body, and there were all kinds of pastries in it as far as he could reach.

That's life. After taking a bite of the pastry, I don't know what it was, it was sweet, which made the taste buds that had not been exposed to sweetness for a long time suddenly active, and Lu Zhe narrowed his eyes with satisfaction.

Until this moment, being at the core of this great empire, Lu Zhe felt that he had come to the Tang Dynasty.

In order to commemorate this special moment, Lu Zhe, who has a sense of ceremony, decided to do something.

So he raised his glass and looked at the waning moon that was faintly rising outside the window, and saluted him from afar.

"Hello, Datang."