With the passage of time, the group of poor Huns who followed Ye Feng inevitably produced a gap between the rich and the poor, which is also a helpless fact in the process of human development. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Ye Feng was extremely emotionally moved by this, he was probably also a wealthy person, and around his court was a circle of wealthy people. The distribution of residences in the rich residential area of the Holy City can be divided into three parts.

In the middle is the master's room, in the east and south are the house slaves' houses and grain huts, barns, baths, toilets, kitchens, etc., and on the north side there is a high-walled yard with fruit trees, vegetables, etc. The dwellings are made of wooden beams and columns, stucco and brick walls, and many frescoes on the walls.

The holy city is not large, about 1,500 meters long and 1,000 meters wide, with straight and perpendicular streets, several brick walls throughout the city, slaves live in the western area, and the eastern side is inhabited by commoners.

The slave housing in the West End, though crowded, was exceptionally clean. To the north of East District Avenue is the palace rich residential complex, which is magnificent, spacious and luxurious.

To the south of the boulevard was a residential area for the middle class of the city, such as merchants, craftsmen, and petty military officers.

The slaves' houses, which Ye Feng had personally supervised, were all mud houses, called slave mud houses, which consisted of miscellaneous courtyards and living rooms.

Ye Feng didn't realize that he had built this city for so long, and as the ruler of the city, he rarely inspected his city. Ye Feng was surrounded by the soldiers of the guards, and went out on patrol with a spectacular momentum.

Originally, Ye Feng looked at the scenery of the city, but he didn't expect that now he has also become a landscape of the city. The twin horse flags were raised in the wind, and the lively street market was lined with citizens watching the excitement.

Ye Feng was dressed in shiny silver chain mail, and a 1.5-meter-long Damake warrior saber was impressively in his hand, and the powerful magnetic field it emitted had to make people pay attention, this was the legendary holy knife! Someone who sees it can brag about it for a day.

Eastside Market has everything you could want, except for military controls. In Ye Feng's territory, swords are banned, just like the current ban on firearms, strict and strict, and almost no one can get a knife or sword under the decree.

Spices, slave girls, coolies, alcohol, and even intoxicating psychotropic drugs. There are also here, and this is not a cosmopolitan city, as you can tell from its size, but there are only a few thousand people. In modern times, a village may be bigger than that.

But in the Barbarian Age, on the shores of the Baltic Sea, it was already considered a trade node city.

"Spices from Persia! With just a little bit, you can turn an ordinary ingredient into a delicious one! Aristocratic Choice! ”

An obese businessman took advantage of the gathering of a large number of citizens and vigorously preached.

"A slave girl from Rome, trained in a Roman style, to let you taste the enjoyment of Venus, the goddess of love!"

A shrewd businessman pushes out a female slave girl of Chiguoguo and sells it on the street.

"The orthodox milk wine of the Huns! Let you have the pleasure of galloping the grassland and conquering the world! ”

A slightly diminutive Hun merchant proclaimed.

Rows of buildings, as well as citizens coming and going, the prosperous city scene is like a picture scroll in front of Ye Feng, Ye Feng after inspecting a circle, he saw the most prosperous scene of the city, and came to the ideological powerhouse, the church.

When Ye Feng entered the Holy Church, his first feeling was a warm and warm religious breath, which involuntarily brought Ye Feng into a state of soul unsheath. The interior of the church is a warm and warm light. Every day, the morning light shines into the church in the best condition.

That dizzying feeling came one after another, and the warm and warm sunlight wrapped Ye Feng's whole person, making him feel a sense of peace of mind.

In the church of the Holy Apostles, there is a picture scroll on the front, the Holy Apostle is holding the holy knife, holding the holy knife high when deciding the battle of the fate of the Northern Hungarian Kingdom, with a pious face, while the three barbarian leaders are prostrate at Ye Feng's feet in fear.

Ye Feng's whole body was shrouded in light, while the bodies of the three barbarian leaders were dark, dark and gloomy, making people involuntarily disdain and ignore.

Ye Feng walked around the city and felt the vitality of the city, then returned to the palace, the entrance of the palace is a spectacular stone staircase, three stone statues are carved on both sides of the steps, which are clearly Saxons, Fries, and Sincambri faces.

The Saxons were half-kneeling with a long sword in their hands, the Friesians were holding a money bag aloft, and the Sincambri were guarding the palace with a sword-over-the-waist and solemn eyes. The meaning of the stone statue is self-evident, symbolizing the relationship between the Northern Hungarian Kingdom and other barbarian peoples.

Entering the gatehouse, a group of guards with swords was guarding, patrolling back and forth.

The center is the reception hall and the hundred pillar hall, and the southeast is the inner palace. There is greenery around, as well as gazebos, fountains. The layout is neat. Entering the outer hall, it is divided into the Guards residential area and the weapons area, and the weapons area is guarded by special personnel.

There are also stables, and every day the slaves of the West End get up, and under the guard of the soldiers, the first thing they do when they come to the East End is to feed the horses. and other work.

Ye Feng was correcting the letters of the priests, just like the emperor correcting them.

One of the priests mentioned the serious shortage of the Holy Text, and the speed of preaching would slow down as a result, and Ye Feng noticed this and corrected all the letters.

After taking a sip of the fresh milk that Kara had squeezed herself, she arrived at the artisan camp. I still found the chubby Bill. I asked him if there was any impermeable ink-proof material, and Bill found it for Ye Feng.

Now that Ye Feng can finally make stencils, he doesn't need movable type printing now, just a dead stencil to print the "Holy Text".

Ye Feng made a template from ink-impermeable materials, and then painted it with ink, so that the graphics and texts could be printed quickly and easily.

After teaching it to the craftsmen, Ye Feng only made a template and quickly left, because the template really didn't need the above technology, of course, this is for the old craftsman, after all, there is still a certain degree of difficulty in carving the words.

After Ye Feng dealt with everything, he returned to the palace again, and it was almost dark at this time. The cute Cara girl dressed as a maid was waiting for Ye Feng at the door of the inner court, as well as Colleen and Melissa.

Kara complained first:

"Why are you only coming back now, Sister Melissa is angry!"

Ye Feng smiled:

"It's not busy, oops, it feels like I used to go to work, and I can't stop for a moment."

Melissa frowned and said:

"Go to work? What's that? ”

Ye Feng was embarrassed to sloppy eyes, and under the strict supervision of the life consultant, he returned to the room, and under the service of the maid, he washed his face, brushed his teeth, and took a bath.....