The town is called Baozi Town, and then it is Zunhua Town.

During the Wanli period and the Apocalypse, Baozi Town was still a military household cantonment. In the Chongzhen period, due to the unpredictable weather, Jiannu began to harass frequently. The military households in Baozi Town fled in all directions, and there were almost no people.

When Jianwen ancestor Zhu Yunwen returned to the Ming Dynasty, Jiannu returned to obedience, and the fugitive military households heard that the imperial court did not hold them accountable, and then canceled the will of the military households, and returned to Baozi Town one after another.

Later, the imperial court built a highway, and the highway from the capital to Shanhaiguan happened to pass by the town of Baozi. This made Baozi Town, which was free of the trouble of building slaves, usher in the peak period of development, the population is increasing rapidly, and the town is also constantly expanding.

When Zhu Yunwen and Zhang Yan walked into Baozi Town, it was already the beginning of the lanterns. The streets of Baozi Town are still full of traffic and people coming and going.

Since Zhang Yan was selected to enter the palace at the age of fifteen, until now, she has not left the capital for a single step, even the palace, and she has almost never left the palace, and she has kept her duty all her life.

For the world outside the palace, Zhang Yan also longed for it from the bottom of her heart. It's just that as a queen, she is quiet and virtuous by nature, and she abides by women's morals. There is a trace of yearning in my heart, and I am also pressed in the depths of my heart.

Since the death of Emperor Zhu Youxiao of the Apocalypse, Zhang Yan has lived in the palace, and she has never longed for the world outside the palace. Even once Zhang Yan thought that she would be in the palace for the rest of her life.

Later, the times changed, and the great tomorrow disasters and man-made disasters continued, and Jiannu even hit the city of Jingshi several times. Zhang Yan, who lived deep in the palace, was once ready to die for the Ming Dynasty.

There are unpredictable storms in the sky, and people have good and bad luck. There is nothing wrong with this old saying that is true. Just when the state affairs of the Ming Dynasty were getting worse and worse, and the collapse of the national Zuo was imminent.

Emperor Jianwen, the ancestor of the Ming Empire, descended from the sky, and the rebellion of the internal stratocracy, except for the disaster of Jiannu, turned the tide and brought the Ming Dynasty on the right path, truly created the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty, and laid the foundation of the immortality of the Ming Dynasty.

What Zhang Yan didn't expect was that Jianwen Ancestor not only laid the foundation of the immortality of the Ming Dynasty, but also attracted the aura of heaven and earth from the void, bringing the entire Ming Empire to another path, and it was also a road of immortality that everyone was praying for.

What Zhang Yan didn't expect was that her physical qualifications were favored by Jianwen Ancestor at a glance and accepted as a personal disciple. From now on, not only can you have a cultivation body, but you can also live forever in your youth.

As a woman, especially a woman who was once a queen, who doesn't want their looks to be forever young? Zhang Yan, who is quiet and virtuous by nature, will not be an exception. The only thing that is a little imperfect is that the Emperor of the Apocalypse, Zhu Youxiao, died too early and failed to live with himself in some immortality.

Looking at the people coming and going on the street, the hawkers, and the goods on the vendors' stalls, Zhang Yan looked a little hot. Zhu Yunwen smiled, with a slight wave of his sleeves, the Taoist robes on the two of them unconsciously became the current popular costumes of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhang Yan was overjoyed, the dust in her hand disappeared instantly, she sorted out her appearance, laughed, and ran to a stall to squat, happily selecting the goods on the stall.

The goods are not expensive things, they are just some dolls and handicrafts. As the most noble aristocratic class in the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Yan has never seen these ordinary objects.

Seeing that Zhang Yan liked it, the vendors who set up the stalls suddenly came to their senses, and they vigorously recommended their goods, but after a while, Zhang Yan was full of various crafts and dolls in his hands.

Zhang Yan looked at this and that, and felt that everyone liked it, and she was reluctant to give up. The vendors were so happy that they had a big customer tonight.

But at this moment, a shout was heard in the distance: "Run, the city is coming!" ”

Before Zhang Yan and Zhu Yunwen understood, the vendors who set up stalls on the roadside hurriedly packed up their goods, or carried them on their backs, or threw them on the carts next to them and ran away.

The vendor in front of Zhang Yan was so anxious that he was sweating: "Miss, if you still don't buy it, if you don't buy it, you can put it down and buy it and give me silver, otherwise I will be caught by the city and will be fined for the silver." ”

Zhang Yan looked back at Zhu Yunwen in a daze, and Zhu Yunwen couldn't help laughing when he heard the hawker's words, this city is poor, and it is clearly the city management of the original time and space.

I think that at the beginning, borrowing me 3,000 city management and recovering my vast China is a very famous sentence. Unexpectedly, in Daming, there is also the errand of urban management, think about it, this is the inevitable development.

Zhu Yunwen smiled and said to the vendor: "You don't have to worry, let's choose slowly for a while." I promise that the castle will not punish you with money. ”

The peddler hurriedly said, "What's the use of your guarantee?" It's a real fine of silver, you can give it! ”

Zhu Yunwen smiled and nodded: "Okay, if you really want to punish your silver, I'll help you give it." ”

As he spoke, Zhu Yunwen reached into his arms, took out a piece of silver weighing about ten taels and weighed it in his hand and said, "Is this silver enough?" ”

The hawker nodded again and again, and reached out to take the silver in Zhu Yunwen's hand, Zhu Yunwen smiled and closed his hand, avoided the hawker's hand and said, "Now you can rest assured?" Yan'er, don't worry, you pick slowly. If you really like them all, you can buy them all. ”

Zhang Yan nodded happily, put the handicrafts and dolls in her hand back on the stall, and carefully selected them again. Entered the palace at the age of fifteen and became a queen, something like today, but in Zhang Yan's world, it has never happened.

Seeing Zhang Yan slowly looking at his goods, the stall vendor simply didn't hurry, and ignored his peers who hurriedly ran by, and directly looked in the direction where the city messenger came, looking for the figure of the city messenger.

It's just that something surprising to the peddler happened. The whole street was run out of vendors, and the city was too late for the cars. As soon as the car stopped, more than a dozen city errands came down, and the hawker's heart lifted.

But the city cha who got off the car didn't seem to see the hawkers and Zhang Yan squatting in front of the stall to select handicrafts, and Zhu Yunwen who was standing behind Zhang Yan, and chased after the fleeing hawkers, but no one stopped to let the hawkers collect the stalls and fine the silver.

The peddler was stunned, stretched out his finger and ran past the city around him, looked at Zhu Yunwen again, and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything, and he didn't know what to say.

It wasn't until Zhu Yunwen threw away a piece of silver and Zhang Yan left with a bunch of handicrafts that the vendor woke up, bit the silver he had just received, and found that it was true, so he happily packed up the few goods.

And at this moment, Chengcha, who had already run a long way, seemed to have just discovered that there was a stall vendor, and he dared to set up a stall on the side of the street in a big way when they were dispatching.

Immediately, a few more city messengers ran back with shouts, and the hawkers were so frightened that they picked up their goods and ran away.