"While you can still hang out in Chang'an, go to the Drunken Immortal Building to have two drinks. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info count me as a treat. ”

In Dou Ying's stunned eyes, Yan Ming drifted away.

Since it was clear to Dou Ying, Yan Ming didn't worry about anything. He only hopes that this old man who is more than upright in history will not be too miserable. Although he also has a lot of shortcomings, it does not affect Yan Ming's liking for him.

Starting from Dou Ying, how about changing this era? On the way back, Yan Ming kept asking himself.

There are still many people and traders in the East and West Markets. Many Hu people are still selling all kinds of goods from the Western Regions, which can be regarded as dazzling.

Yan Ming couldn't help but think of the same standard of wolf, eagle, sweaty horse, snake and other sculptures in the cement factory. Originally, I could have played a good joke with the countries of the Western Regions, so that they could see the craftsmanship of the Great Han and the personality of the Great Han. was stirred up by the two grandsons of Zhao Juan and Wang Zang.

With the protection of the Queen Mother, he seems to be a security officer who walks in this political storm. As long as you don't do anything too out of the ordinary, no storm can find him.

Sitting at the door of the Tian family's old house, I saw not far from the West Market, where Tian Wei bought rough paper. Yan Ming sighed, feeling that he hadn't done a lot of things. Where do I have better paper, so that the people can use better things and improve the people's lives, but it is so delayed.

"Open another paper mill and bring down the grass on the other side. That's it. Yan Ming couldn't help but sigh when he thought of this. It seems that the matter of improving the people's lives is not as direct as the fact that I hate Tian Wei.

The reason why those great scientists and inventors invented all kinds of things is not the same as themselves, not for the benefit of mankind? Is there some kind of hidden secret?

This thought flashed in Yan Ming's heart. He still prefers to speculate on the sages and ancient saints with a kind mentality.

People need to be in awe. Without reverence, it would be no different from a wild beast.

Two days later, the news came that Zhao Juan Wang Zang had committed suicide.

At this time, Yan Ming was sitting alone on top of the Drunken Immortal Tower. Da Liu opened up a small cubicle of his own for him. There was a bright window made of new glass from the cement factory.

Looking south from this window, you can see the red walls and blue tiles of Weiyang Palace in the distance. If you look to the north, you can see the entire East and West markets.

Yan Ming poured himself a drink, and when he had nothing to do, Chengxin came. It was also Chengxin who brought the news of Zhao Juan's suicide in prison to Yan Ming.

Although he had been mentally prepared for this a long time ago, Yan Ming's heart still sank. Chen Mo took a long time, he slowly lifted his wine glass and poured it slowly on the ground.

Two people, although they have a certain degree of corruption and perversion of the law, are not guilty to death.

Since ancient times, the biggest reason for the failure of change is the impatience of the changemakers. They always try to overturn the oldest system and establish new rules as quickly as possible.

As everyone knows, the establishment of such new regulations and the overthrow of the old system will cause friction of interests in the middle.

The friction of the interests of the small people is a big deal for the two families to fight. However, the friction of the interests of political groups will break the bones of those at the helm of reform. Heavy, it will overturn a powerful country and fall apart.

From a macro point of view, the death of Zhao Juan Wang Zang can be regarded as a light one.

No matter what the bad deeds of these two people are, Yan Ming still admires the two of them. Those who dare to swim against the current, whether right or wrong, are brave.

Putting down the wine glass, Yan Ming slowly stood up and said, "Prepare the car!" ”

Chengxin nodded and withdrew, but after a while, the car was ready.

Yan Ming walked out of the restaurant, looked at the gorgeous frame that Han Yan gave him, and nodded slightly. This car was too luxurious, and Yan Ming had never ridden it at all.

Now, of course, he doesn't ride.

"Let's go to the post house outside Xuanping Gate." After Yan Ming finished speaking, he walked away.

Chengxin followed Yan Ming for a long time, and knew that he didn't like to ride in the car, so he followed Chengxin. It was the royal man who looked at the master and servant with a confused expression, not knowing whether to follow or not.

saw Chengxin gesture to him, so he slowly followed.

Starting from the East City, to the east, until the root of the city wall, and then to the north, the northeast corner of Chang'an City, is the Xuanping Gate.

This is the more prosperous street of Chang'an City, along the way the master and servant walk in front, and behind is a bright and luxurious car.

Yan Ming has refined gold in the palace of Chang'an City. So, many people recognized this small county marquis. When he saw the big car behind him, he couldn't help but point.

After passing the declaration gate, a short walk is the post house outside Chang'an City.

Yan Ming walked into the post house, asked a few simple questions, and walked out. Cheng Xin Hou is outside,

The northeast gate of Chang'an City is not prosperous. The people who come and go are all to the land of Qilu Yanzhao.

"Master Hou, who are you waiting for here?" Cheng Xin leaned over and asked in a low voice.

If he was waiting for others, Chengxin naturally didn't dare to talk much. But Yan Ming is different. He has an easy-going personality, and he dares to ask about ordinary things.

"I found a teacher for Hongyantang, wait here." Yan Ming's hands were sleeved together.

At this time, the spring cold is expected to be steep, and gusts of cold wind still hit from time to time. After standing for a long time, it will naturally be a little cold. Yan Ming couldn't hold on and rubbed his hands.

Cheng Xin guessed who made Yan Ming wait in person like this, but he didn't know the point.

In the city of Chang'an, a dilapidated donkey cart walked out slowly.

The man in the car was a young man. Between the corners of the eyes and eyebrows, there is a trace of heroic energy. Even his shabby clothes can't hide his extraordinary eyebrows and heroism.

Underneath his frame, a sword was hidden.

Among the broken cars is an old man. The old man was a little thin, but his hair was meticulously combed. Even with a hint of natural shine.

On the bumpy road at this moment, the old man also held a book in his hand.

The content of the book is a study of vertical and horizontal.

Exactly, the man has a three-foot sword on his waist, and a gentleman has five books in his belly.

The situation at this moment responds to this scene. It's just that the man's sword is no longer around his waist, but hidden under the car. The old man's books are not just in the belly, but in the carriages, everywhere.

This broken donkey cart, out of the Xuanping Gate, I saw the edge of the post house in the distance, a luxurious car. On the side of the car, two young men stood straight.

Especially the young man at the head, dressed in a simple but not tacky gown, a slightly handsome, but even more clean face, with a respectful look.

The people behind the youth are just as young. But the young man who drove the car obviously felt that it was a practitioner.

Seeing Chengxin, the young man who was driving the car held the hilt of the sword tightly with his hand. He is responsible for escorting the teacher away, and if something goes wrong, don't talk about others, even if you can't forgive yourself.

"In the car, it's Shen Gong!" The young man clenched his fists and said in a clear voice.