The gate of Shudu seems to be nothing, and there are only twelve soldiers guarding the gate that only exists in the imagination, which cannot give people a sense of majesty at all.

Zhaoyun was very curious, how could the national capital, which did not even have a city gate and city walls, resist the villains?

However, this problem may be easy to explain, because the royal city of the Shu Palace's royal city is piled up with bricks and stones, which are five or six zhang high, as long as the enlightened king is not harmed, why spend a lot of money to build a larger city wall?

But no one cares about the life or death of the people in Shudu.

Shu is very lively, the originally small neighborhood is congested with about 30,000 or 40,000 people, the crowd is crowded, the traffic is surging, and it is extremely difficult to even take a step. Zhaoyun was extremely helpless, he knew that he wouldn't enter the city, and went north directly!

But he didn't know what the north of Shudu was like, and he still hoped to find a place to sleep in Shudu for one night before leaving.

"With so many people, how is the old guy going to feast?"

Zhaoyun was muttering, pushing aside the crowd, and suddenly felt a heavy blow in his chest, not painful or itchy, and thought that someone had sneaked attack, and when he looked down, it turned out to be a child.

The child is about eight years old, not much younger than Zhaoyun, but because Zhaoyun has practiced martial arts all year round, has a strong physique, and looks fifteen or sixteen, the child looks even smaller.

The kid knew that he was in trouble, scratched his head and looked up and said, "I'm sorry big brother, there are too many people and I didn't notice." ”

Where would Zhaoyun bother with a child? I didn't plan to say much, but seeing that he looked in a hurry, he asked kindly, "Are you separated from your parents?" ”

Hearing this, the child instantly became vigilant, he often listened to his mother at home teach him not to talk to strangers, and be careful of being abducted! Now this young man is not related to him, and he actually asked him if he was separated from his parents, there must be a fraud!

"No, no! I'm just out to have fun, and besides, my home is in Shudu......"

After that, the child fled in a hurry and disappeared into the flow of people in an instant. Zhaoyun didn't know that he had been treated as a human trafficker just now, but he was too lazy to meddle in his business and walked in the opposite direction of the young man.

He didn't know how deep his relationship with this young man would be in the future!

The streets of Shudu are very direct, from west to east, and there are only a lot of small alleys scattered among them like a network. Along the long street, Zhaoyun arrived outside the Prime Minister's Mansion in a short time. About five hundred meters in front of him is the Palace of the King of Shu.

Looking at the Prime Minister's Mansion that is not inferior to the Shu Palace, Zhaoyun sighed lightly, it is really the minister in charge, and now it is even more rampant, and he actually uses the treasury to make a living for himself!

It is said that the enlightened king only repaired the Wangfei Tower and the Qibao Building some time ago, and by the way, he also helped the old guy to repair the mansion.

How rich is this Shu country?

There was a crowd of people in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and I often heard someone calling: "Why hasn't Xiangbang come out yet?" I rushed over from Mianzhu and said that I would have something to eat? ”

"Who is Xiangbang? You mean you see it? ”

"Whatever, I've been hungry for two days, just waiting for this full meal! Why haven't you opened it yet? ”

Zhaoyun doesn't understand, so many people can't put down the table, how can they have a banquet?

However, it turned out that he thought too much, and it didn't take long for those people to complain, and a man in green clothes came out of the Xiangfu and said to the people: "Everyone, Xiangbang didn't expect him to be so favored by the people, and he was sincerely afraid, the materials prepared after the kitchen ran out, everyone waited for a while, and there would be a snack immediately!" ”

With that, the man in Tsing Yi left, leaving behind a group of confused people.

"What did he say? Dim sum...... What's that? ”

"I haven't heard of it, I'm content to eat a bowl of porridge, what snacks do I have there?"

Only then did Zhaoyun understand that this so-called birthday celebration was actually a disaster relief activity held in the name of Tho. The smart people knew that they wouldn't have enough to eat, so they didn't come, and most of the people who came here were victims who didn't have enough to eat.

It is not difficult to use the treasury to buy some rice and flour for disaster relief for tens of thousands of people, although the price of rice is very expensive, but a country's treasury can still support it.

But...... What's the trouble with this snack? Do you have a snack for disaster relief?

Half an hour later, just when people were about to wait, the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion opened again, and this time out was a fifty-year-old man, dressed in a crimson robe, with a warm smile on his face, and bowed his hand to everyone: "I am ambushed, and I will not abandon you, and I am grateful!" ”

"It's Sangbang!"

"What are you doing in a daze? Get down on your knees! ”

People knelt down one after another, and Zhaoyun glanced at the old man, how could a person with such a kind heart become a heinous traitor?

But he still did as the locals did and knelt down on one knee.

However, as tens of thousands of people knelt down one after another, one person stood out from the crowd, looking at Tho Fu not far away with a vicious face. Zhaoyun also noticed that the person, an elder who was older than Tho Fu, but he dared not kneel...... It must be an extraordinary way!

Tho Fu also saw the old man, sneered and ignored it, and arched his hand to Wanmin: "Everyone, there are many people here this time, and they have a good face below, so they didn't prepare gruel, some rice and noodles snacks, and I hope everyone will not give up!" ”

After that, with a wave of his hand, hundreds of people walked out carrying one vat after another. With a wave of his hand, the vat fell in unison, and some of the bold people who leaned in front were about to look into the vat when they were beaten back by the soldiers on the side.

"What do you see? Sangbang-sama hasn't spoken yet! ”

Tho Fu hurriedly waved his hand: "Eh! Don't be so fierce! Anyway, it's for everyone to eat, so how about it? ”

When the soldier heard this, he stopped doing so.

The people bowed to Tho three times in gratitude, and took out a piece of so-called dim sum from the jar - it was a rice and flour kneading dim sum, soft and charming, and it smelled very fragrant, it was the smell of honey.

This thing is called "honey bait", which was passed down from the Chu State and was the most common dim sum in the pre-Qin period.

At this time, there was no dough making technology, and the so-called honey bait was simply fused with rice and noodles and decorated with honey.

Tho ordered the people to place hundreds of large vats separately and said, "Let's eat!" ”

With Tho's order, tens of thousands of people rushed forward like mad dogs. The first time Zhaoyun met Xianqin's dim sum, he naturally still had to grab one to eat; But when he squeezed out of the crowd with divine power, the honey bait in his hand was about to turn into powder.

Zhaoyun swallowed it in one gulp, and it melted in his mouth, but he only felt that the taste was average, after all, he was used to eating future pastries, and the taste of this so-called honey bait was extremely bland.

"I don't feel it at all, and this kind of thing can be full?"

He smiled bitterly, and his power should have increased his knowledge!

"Go back and find some flour and get the dough making technique out, the steamed buns taste much better than this!"

While he was thinking, he looked at the crowd of people who were scrambling, and Tho Fu was long gone; At the moment, he felt that just looking at it, this Fu Fu didn't seem to be like a so-called traitor.

Unless Tho Fu is busy buying people's hearts.

But what is there to buy the hearts of a group of disaster victims?

"Humph! Traitors are in charge, scourge the treasury! ”

Before he knew it, Zhaoyun was already a few hundred meters away from the Prime Minister's Mansion, and a sonorous and powerful low shout exploded in his ears, almost bursting his eardrums. He looked to the side in surprise, and it turned out to be the old man who was standing without kneeling just now!

The old man is about sixty years old, dressed in a white shirt, his face is wrinkled like chrysanthemum, his deep eyes are as eye-catching as obsidian, and his white beard is sprinkled with the wind, like a fluttering fairy, which is very good-looking!

This person has an extraordinary temperament, and his conversation is not like a common person, Taijia must be a person in the palace, so he arched his hand and asked: "Old man, I just saw that the honorable driver is proud and does not kneel, I don't know what dissatisfaction you have with today's Xiangbang?" ”

"Who are you?"

The old man glanced at Zhaoyun and saw that although he was plainly dressed, he had an iron sword hanging up, and his body was straight, like a rich and noble family, so his words eased slightly: "Didn't ask for advice?" ”

The attitude was instantaneous, Zhaoyun smiled bitterly, fortunately he changed his name in advance, otherwise these people would definitely look down on themselves with a cheap name.

"I'm the Mingren Clan, the Zhao Clan!"

The old man's eyes rolled, and he muttered in his heart: "Zhao? According to this, it is only dozens of miles, well-informed, when did a Zhao clan appear? …… Anyway, it's also a noble family! ”

The old man instantly made a respectful appearance and arched his hand: "It turned out to be a disciple of the Zhao family, disrespectful, disrespectful!" ”

Zhaoyun still returned the salute and asked, "I don't know why the old man ...... just now?"

"The traitorous ministers are in charge, bewitching the king, mutilating the loyal and good, and squandering the treasury! How am I not angry! The old man said that he was moved, and he couldn't help crying, "I am a bureaucrat in my palace and a pillar of a country, but I was slandered by this person and reduced to the end now!" Isn't it sad? ”

"I see...... Jun Zhen is a loyal minister! ”

The old man brushed away the tears on his cheeks and pulled up Zhaoyun's cuffs: "This place is not a place to talk, please come to the house with me!" ”

Zhaoyun was worried that there was no place to sleep, so he happily obeyed his fate, and halfway through the journey, he suddenly asked, "I don't know the name of the old man?" ”

"Old man...... Du Baisheng! ”