Nanjing City is a tiger in Panlong, prosperous like a brocade, the ancient capital of the six dynasties, there are countless romances.

Just after the fifth watch, the sky turned up a trace of fish white, the morning sun rose in the east, the Xuanwu Lake was sparkling, and the majestic and magnificent Nanjing City was inlaid with a golden edge by the sun.

In today's world, which city is the largest and most prosperous city in the world, Nanjing is the first safely, compared with Paris, London and Nanjing, even the shoes are not worthy.

Nanjing is the largest city wall in ancient China and the largest in the world.

In the Ming Dynasty, the general circumference of the county seat was only seven or eight miles, the capital city was more than ten miles, the largest provincial capital was more than twenty miles, and even Beijing was only forty-eight miles, but the four cities of Nanjing City were outside Guo, Neiguo, the imperial city, and the palace city, of which the circumference of the outer Guo was claimed to be one hundred and eighty li, but it was actually one hundred and twenty li.

In ancient times, Nanjing can be said to be a peerless big city, anyone who sees it will be excited, can't help but let out a sigh of admiration, and usually the envoys of small countries, only need to see the majestic city, has been subdued by the Heavenly Empire.

Early in the morning, Xia Wanchun came out of his house and prepared to go to the yamen for work.

He was the fourth year of the founding of the chapter, the new champion of the Nanjing Imperial Court, and was highly valued by Zhu Cihong, and was awarded the official title of military department.

In the court, his mentor Chen Zilong, as a cadre of the imperial party, has become a servant of the ministry, and his father Xia Yunyi also worships the prefect of Suzhou, and he is the champion at a young age, and the future is almost foreseeable, and he will be the pillar of the country in the future.

At this time, he walked out into the street, and the city of Nanjing had come to life, and many officials and officials in each square had come out of their respective courtyards.

Xia Wanchun's house is near Jilong Mountain, with Si Tiantai to the north, Drum Tower to the west, Guozijian to the south, and Daxiaochang to the east.

He walked south along Chengxian Street between the Guozijian and the schoolyard, and the inmates in the Guozijian had already begun to read early, and the sound of reading aloud came from it, and at the same time, in the school yard to the east, there was a faint sound of big drums, and it could be seen from a distance that the soldiers of the Japanese army were practicing again.

In normal times, the forbidden army does not go out to drill so early, people walking on the street are talking, and some people stop to watch for a while, but Xia Wanchun does not stop, he is in the military department, he knows that it is because the emperor wants to review the forbidden army, so the forbidden army has only been practicing non-stop in recent days.

At this time, he walked south to the end of Chengxian Street, and then arrived at Taiping Street, which runs east-west.

The yamen of the Nanjing court are all in the imperial city, and the emperor lives in the palace city, and the east end of Taiping Street is the imperial city.

Because thousands of officials, officials, and military academies were to be on duty in the imperial city, restaurants and tea shops began to appear on both sides of Taiping Street near the imperial city.

The city of Nanjing is very vast, with many streets, but not every street can do business, and the government has a clear division between residential and commercial squares.

At this time, Xia Wanchun walked into Taiping Street, only to see the street side shops, steaming, many people sitting at the tables along the street, porridge and rice snacks, meat and vegetarian snacks, tea and soup, rich and thrifty.

The people who eat breakfast here are not only the officials of the Yamen, but also many ordinary Nanjing citizens, who are in the city, each with their own livelihood, and they are all filling their stomachs outside for convenience, and it doesn't matter how many more they spend, which is a characteristic of Jiangnan capital after the germination.

At this time, Nanjing was no less prosperous than Bianliang, the capital of the Song Dynasty, and the residents of the city woke up in the clear voice of the timekeeper every morning, and went out to work on their livelihoods after breakfast.

Ordinary people in the city of Nanjing, if they don't open the stove in the morning, they can buy some cakes for a few yuan, and they can buy noodles, rice noodles, porridge and rice for more than ten yuan.

In the Song Dynasty, after the evolution of Chinese society was interrupted, hundreds of years passed, and the Jiangnan of the Ming Dynasty once again evolved to this crossroads.

Xia Wanchun walked on the street, on the noodle stall next to him, the dough was slapped and crackled, and the hot pork noodles were served to the diners one night, and the aroma wafted in, making him feel a little hungry immediately.

However, Xia Wanchun did not find a place to sit on the side of the street, but walked into a restaurant he frequented.

He was an official of the imperial court, and his family was a big gentry and landlord in the southeast, and his family was well-paid, and he usually ate in better places.

In front of the restaurant, a flag sticks out of the street, on which is written Jiangdong Building, and a big "food" word is hanging below.

When Xiao Si saw Xia Wanchun, he immediately greeted him with a smile on his face, and the shopkeeper looked up and greeted him: "Is it still the same as the third child in the summer affairs?" ”

Xia Wanchun nodded, went up to the second floor very familiarly, sat down in a window position, and wiped the table neatly, and went down to urge the food.

The breakfast in this restaurant is very rich, there are chaos, shrimp eel noodles, chicken noodles, fragrant cakes, chrysanthemum cakes, shortbread, baked cakes, etc., there are more than ten kinds, but every time Xia Wanchun comes, it is a bowl of shrimp eel noodles, a plate of chrysanthemum cakes, and a shortbread.

Xiao Si retreated, Xia Wanchun moved his gaze to the hall, there were already several tables of guests in the building, there were officials, there were also relatively wealthy people, and there was an old man in the corner who was pulling the erhu, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, singing a small song in Wu Nong's soft language.

Soon Xiao Si brought the food, and the shrimp eel noodles were steaming white, and the white noodles were covered with delicious shrimp and yellow eel, and sprinkled with green onions, which made people appetizing.

Xia Wanchun pushed the chrysanthemum cake and shortbread aside, put the noodle bowl in front of him, stirred it with chopsticks first, and was about to pick it up and put it into his mouth, but suddenly there was a discussion of several people at the table.

"Brother Dai, it is said that Huang Taiji's son rebelled, Jiannu fought among himself, and the Western Wei State raised 300,000 troops to take the opportunity to recover Beijing, what do you think?"

"I think this time the Jiannu is estimated to be over, there are more than 100,000 of them in total, and tens of thousands of people have died in recent years! It is said that not long ago, Jiannu lost tens of thousands of dollars in Guanzhong, and they were almost gone, and they were still infighting, and they must have been swept away by the King of Wei. ”

"I also see it this way, they all say that Hu has no hundred years of luck, but I didn't expect the construction of slaves to be completed so quickly."

The other person lowered his voice and said: "You say, if the Western Wei Dynasty captures Beijing, will the King of Wei be the emperor and then go south~"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

The people at the table were silent for a while, but someone couldn't help but say: "I think it's very likely, I don't know if the court can stop it at that time!" ”

"I look at the hanging, alas, I hope we don't suffer from the war!"

A few people were discussing, but they didn't notice that Xia Wanchun had gotten up and walked over.

"Where did you hear all this?" Xia Wanchun said with a calm face.

Several people at the table were taken aback, and when they saw him wearing an official uniform, they were even more frightened, and one of them hurriedly got up and confessed: "My lord, we didn't say anything!" ”

Xia Wanchun's face turned cold, "Do you want me to put you in prison before you are willing to tell the truth?" ”

Several people at the table bowed down in panic and begged for mercy, and one said, "My lord, we all listened to the merchants of the Western Wei Dynasty. ”

Xia Wanchun frowned slightly, "For such a big matter, why didn't the imperial court receive the news." ”

"According to the grain merchants who returned from the Western Wei Dynasty, the Western Wei Dynasty seemed to have a tight blockade and did not seem to want the imperial court to know. The grass people are also hearsay, and I hope that the adults will forgive~"

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