The streets are not too wide but not too dirty, and the scenery seems to be pretty good. All kinds of flags fluttering in the wind, and most of them are all kinds of tea shops, and they are still a little taverns.

The houses on both sides of the street are extremely dense, some tall and some short, but not too cluttered. Looking back at the location where I came out, there were mountains and mountains, and all kinds of small buildings were lined up one after another, and it was obvious that there were people with status living in that place.

Of course, on both sides of the street, there are many road operators selling all kinds of vegetables, melons and fruits, or other things they don't know.

At this time, there was no Internet, no TV, no computer, no Weibo, and there would be no chengguan that attracted hundreds of millions of Chinese people in the future.

In the western sky, a red sun is slowly setting, drenching the entire world with a layer of golden red.

Lin'an City at dusk is quiet and serene, but the number of pedestrians on the streets of Lin'an City at dusk has not decreased at all, and there is a tendency to increase. There was no curfew in the Great Song Dynasty.

This is the first time he has gone out in the Great Song Dynasty, and he is still sitting in a rickety sedan chair.

Through the car window with the curtains opened, you can see that most of the pedestrians on the noisy street have smiles on their faces, and they can't say that they are satisfied, but there is not much panic and numbness.

If I am not mistaken, after the destruction of Jin by Lianmeng, the monarchs and ministers of the Great Song Dynasty, who were carried away by the victory, sent a large army to recover the old capital, but were defeated by the Mongol army.

Then, if there is no deviation in history, the first battle of Song and Mongolia should have occurred three years ago.

At this moment, the vast majority of the elites of the Great Song Dynasty should be fighting on the front line of Jianghuai and Sichuan to resist the southern invasion of the Mongols, but it seems that the war on the front line did not have any impact on Lin'ancheng, the capital of the Great Song Dynasty.

There are no high-rise buildings everywhere, no cars speeding through the streets, no factories of all kinds; The sky here is exceptionally blue; The fresh air of late spring seems to be rippling with the smell of antiquity.

A slight watery smell wafted through the air. Before the thought fell, with the squeaky swaying of the small sedan chair, the not-so-long street had come to an end, and the smell of water suddenly became stronger.

A huge lake appeared in front of Jia Yidao, who was sitting in a small sedan chair.

Through the small car window, you can see the golden lake rippling with endless golden light floating countless large and small buildings, a long embankment across the north and south ends of the Golden Lake, on both sides of the embankment countless green weeping willows dance lightly with the wind, from time to time there are a few points of pink at a glance, that is the peach tree blooming flowers in the weeping willows, a green causeway in the golden waves, the end is beautiful.

This should be West Lake.

In later generations, he was in Shanghai, the Pearl of the Orient, not too far from Hangzhou, where the West Lake is located, and bought a villa by the West Lake for convenience, and was very familiar with the world-famous Ten Scenic Spots of the West Lake. Is this lying wave green embankment in front of you the prototype of the original taste of the most famous Su Causeway among the ten views of West Lake in later generations?

It's just that at this moment, I revisit the old place, but it is no longer a thing, not a person, let alone a person.

The lakeside causeway is also bustling with people, and all kinds of stalls are lined up one after another, fortune telling, juggling, fruit stalls, food stalls, etc., and the voices of people are gradually boiling.

For Jia Rudao, who has seen the prosperity of the metropolis in the future, no matter how prosperous this Lin'an City is, it is not as good as one thousandth of the modern metropolis. It's just that these people, streets, and cities full of antiquity are all alive, simple and real, without masks, not so heavy with fireworks, and not filled with materialistic desires.

Being able to eat and live is enough for the vast majority of people to smile.

In fact, this Great Song Dynasty seems to be good, and this idea came to his mind for no reason.

"Childe, there are too many pedestrians when you walk on the royal street, is it okay to take the path?"

Jia Quan's smiling face flashed on the edge of the car window.

Jia Guifei pulled Jia Yidao and told him all kinds of rules that needed to be paid attention to at the Qionglin banquet for a long time, from etiquette to clothing, and then left with her heart and liver.

As the favorite concubine of Emperor Lizong Zhao Yun, she naturally wanted to appear at the banquet with Queen Xie.

After Jia Guifei left, with the help of Jia Quan, she finally got all the clothes she should wear, and the sun was about to set. Jia Quan said this, obviously worried that he would not have enough time and would not be able to catch up with the Qionglin banquet on time.

The rules for high-level court banquets such as the Qionglin banquet are extremely strict, and as soon as the auspicious time comes, the big banquet will begin. The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, especially Emperor Lizong, naturally could not preclude the time of the Qionglin banquet in order to wait for Jia Nidao alone.

At such a court banquet, even the emperor will appear on time, although it must be the last to appear. If others are late, it is a great sin of disrespect.

"Let's go, then." Looking at the bustling flow of people, Jia Rudao lowered the curtains.

"Great!"

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Qionglin Court is a royal garden. Soon after the Great Song Dynasty lost the east and west capitals and moved the capital to Yingtianfu Nanjing (later Shangqiu, Henan), the capital was moved to Lin'an City again, and Qionglin Garden was also born together with the construction of the imperial city of Lin'an City.

Before the loss of the east and west capitals, Qionglin Garden was a royal garden in the west of Bianjing (later Kaifeng City, Henan Province). The Qionglin Garden in Lin'an City should be set up to be modeled after the Qionglin Garden built by Zhao Kuangyin, the Taizu Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, in Bianjing.

There is only one purpose for the construction of Qionglin Garden in Lin'an City, that is, to continue the Qionglin banquet that began in the time of Song Taizu.

Soon after Emperor Taizu's imperial robe was added, the palace examination system was established, that is, after the official examination, the emperor presided over the highest level of examination above the palace court to determine the list and ranking of the middle jinshi. All those who are in the first place will also become "protégés of the Son of Heaven". After the palace examination, the emperor announced the ranking of the Dengke Jinshi ceremony, and gave a banquet to Qionglin Yuan, from which the Qionglin banquet came.

In the hundreds of years since the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, the Qionglin Banquet has become the most distinctive expression of the Great Song Dynasty's preferential treatment of literati.

In all dynasties, only the Great Song Dynasty had the most thorough literati politics. The appointment of a literati as Minister of Defence (Privy Council) was a later occurrence in the West, but in the Song Dynasty, it was a common practice.

The Qionglin Garden in Lin'an City is at the foot of Phoenix Mountain at the north gate of the Imperial City.

When Jia Rudao arrived, the square outside Qionglin Garden was already full of all kinds of large and small sedan chairs. There were a lot of people at the main entrance, but there were rows of soldiers in armor.

This site should be the parking lot of Qionglin Garden.

At this moment, the sun has completely set, but the sky is not completely dark, and the Qionglin Garden, which is heavily built, has already lit countless lanterns of all sizes, reflecting half of the sky.

Boiling voices came from the garden, and many dignitaries had already arrived first.

"Yo, Brother Jia?"

Jia Rudao had just gotten off the sedan chair and before he had time to look, he heard a chuckle ringing in his ears. Following the voice, a few steps away, a young man in a cyan silk robe and a folding fan in his hand was looking at him with a smile.

The man apparently knew himself, but he apparently didn't.

"Childe, this is the son of Shi Xiang in the mansion of Lord Shi Songzhi, who participated in the political affairs of Shi Song, and Shi Gongzi broke up with his son not long ago in the 'Hele Building' because of the displeasure of the girl."

Jia Quan, who was following behind Jia Yidao, secretly pulled his sleeve and reminded in a low voice.

Connected with Le Lou and Jiao Niang Girl, Jia Rudao had already roughly outlined the cause and effect of the whole thing in his mind. Are you jealous of fighting for women in the green building?

But Shi Xiang? Is it Xiang? It's an interesting name.

Shi Xiang naturally he hadn't heard of or known, but Shi Songzhi in Jia Quan's mouth still knew something.

Jiao Zhao put Emperor Zhao Yun on the throne and controlled the power of the Southern Song Dynasty for nearly 20 years, and Shi Miyuan, a generation of traitors who was named King Wei after his death five years ago, is Shi Songzhi's uncle.

Of course, if this Shi Songzhi is the other Shi Songzhi.

Shi Songzhi's identity as the governor of political affairs only made him a little jealous, but it was not to the point of fear.

Participating in political affairs, a small step up should be the right prime minister, and the right prime minister generally holds the position of privy envoy, and the privy envoy is the minister of defense of the Great Song Dynasty. In terms of authority, Jia Guifei is naturally not as big as Shi Song, who holds real power, but as the emperor's favorite concubine, how can she only use real power to speculate?

The only different historian is already three generations of the family, but the Jia family has just entered the core of the Great Song Dynasty through Jia Guifei.

A child of a big clan with a deep background like Shi Xiang naturally can't look down on an upstart like Jia Yidao. I think this should also be the source of the conflict between the two in addition to the girl.

What's more, isn't it too embarrassing for the juniors to be jealous because of the contradictions caused by the juniors' jealousy?

"Brother Shi, it's polite."

Jia Rudao knew it in his heart, and smiled at Shi Xiang. The relationship between the two is obviously because of that Jiao Niang, and he doesn't think that this Shi Xiang will forget it. But Shi Xiang can do kung fu on the face, how can he not be?

Shi Xiang looked at Jia Nidao, who smiled and returned the salute to him, and was stunned for a moment.

The polite and courteous boy in front of him or the Jia Nidao in his memory? Shouldn't he have been angry and scolded when he saw him? How can you laugh so harmlessly? How could he possibly return the favor to himself?

Seeing Shi Xiang staring at himself stunned and not speaking, looking like he had seen a ghost, Jia Yidao knew that Lu Dao had changed too much, and he was shocked.

However, what Shi Xiang thinks is naturally not within his consideration. What's more, he didn't plan to play that happy talk with Shi Xiang here.

"Brother Shi, if there is nothing wrong, I will take the first step."

Saying that, Jia Rudao took Jia Quan past the stunned Shi Xiang and walked towards the main gate of Qionglin Garden.

"Hey, Brother Jia, wait!"