The shadow cast by the tall city wall blocked the icy sun of early winter, and the long queue in front of the Mingde Gate stretched out along the post road for a long time.

The most important thing in Chang'an City is people, whether it is a businessman with an endless stream of goods, or a scholar who comes to Chang'an with a bookcase to catch the exam, this Xiongcheng can accommodate them all.

Under the city gate, the soldiers are carefully and quickly checking the belongings of the people entering the city, and they can bring basically everything into Chang'an City, except for crossbows and bows, which are these two things that the soldiers check.

Dawan is still martial, so no one will care if you carry a sword or a sword, as long as you don't have a convulsion and slash on the street.

At the front of the team, Xu Mingyuan wrapped in a half-worn cotton jacket, sat on the wheel, and looked up at the mottled city wall that had stood for hundreds of years.

Chang'an City was built in the previous dynasty, has a history of five or six hundred years, the current Chang'an City is expanded after the founding of Dawan, this city wall has at least three hundred years.

The huge boulder wall has been washed out by the rain and there are still many traces of filling on it, and the old and the new are intertwined, adding a bit of interest.

Xu Mingyuan's gaze fell on the city wall, a sapling growing two zhang high from the ground, only two feet long, rooted between the cracks of the city wall, so abruptly growing there, like a flag.

There is also a withered yellow leaf on the treetops, which is blown by the autumn wind, but it never refuses to fall off, and grows like that tree fiercely and stubbornly.

The team walked forward slowly, and Xu Mingyuan's eyes never looked away, until the soldiers under the city gate pulled his horse, and then came back to his senses.

He looks like a kind middle-aged soldier. glanced at Xu Mingyuan's somewhat strange carriage, looked at him again and asked, "Is it a scholar who came to catch the exam?" ”

"Yes." Xu Mingyuan responded. Smiled and nodded, and reached out to take out the person's identification credentials. He handed it to the soldier.

The soldier took the voucher and looked at it, while the other tall and thin soldier stepped forward and lifted the curtain to look at it, nodding at the middle-aged soldier.

"Your carriage can't go far, but fortunately it's already in Chang'an." The middle-aged soldier smiled and handed the voucher back to Xu Mingyuan, got out of the way, and signaled that Xu Mingyuan could enter the city.

Xu Mingyuan smiled at him and nodded, looked up at the small tree rooted in the gap between the city walls, and gently pulled the reins, and the carriage entered the city gate. Entered Chang'an City.

From today on, he will be like that little tree, rooted in the giant city of Chang'an, and one day, he will grow into a towering tree and lift all the fog that blocks his vision.

Entering Chang'an from the Mingde Gate, it is facing the Vermilion Bird Street that runs through the north and south of Chang'an, starting from the Vermilion Bird Gate, from north to south. The entire Chang'an City was divided into two halves.

Suzaku Street is more than 50 zhang wide, even dozens of riders ride in the same row and are not too crowded at all, the street is full of traffic, and pedestrians are endless.

Exotic merchants in strange clothes can be seen everywhere. Everywhere you can hear the words of the Great Cannibals, Tocharians, Persians, and Tianzhu people. Xu Mingyuan has been to these places, although he doesn't know much, but he can still hear where the language is.

The powerful national strength of the great sky, the vigorous vitality of the bloodline, and the magnificent bearing of the eight sides are fully displayed here.

Xu Mingyuan looked around. Full of curiosity, he had never seen a city that could hold so many things. What a bearing, and what a confidence.

The carriage walked along Suzaku Avenue for more than an hour. Xu Mingyuan ate a bowl of noodles in a noodle restaurant, asked the guy about the way to Yongxingfang, and drove the carriage to the destination when he left the noodle restaurant.

Sitting on the wheel, Xu Mingyuan reached out and took a water bladder and shook it, unscrewed the lid and drank the last sip of water, looked softly at the luxurious courtyards lined up on the side of the road, and whispered to himself: "Sure enough, it's Chang'an, a bowl of noodles is more than twice as expensive as Shuzhou City, and it's not as delicious as half of Aunt Liu's cooking......

Yongxingfang is located in the east of the imperial city, but it is not difficult to find, the horse-drawn carriage drove into Yongxingfang, walking along the wide road, there are many pedestrians along the way, but there are no horses and carriages passing by.

And compared with the gorgeous courtyards I saw along the way, the mansions and courtyards in Yongxingfang are a lot shabby, and even the big ones that can put stone lions at the door are rare, which looks a little dilapidated and weird.

Xu Mingyuan drove the carriage slowly and stopped under an old kui tree. The branches of the old tree stretch out into the sky with teeth and claws, and the dry and hard bark seems to tell history.

Under the tree sat an old man wrapped in a thick gray cotton coat, leaning against the old man, revealing only a wrinkled face, like the bark of the old kui tree, shriveled and full of ravines. The thinning hair was mixed with a few pinches of grayish-white, dry like dead leaves.

The autumn sun shone through the leafless old man's face, which had no eyes, but it still failed to shine the slightest bit of anger. It was as if he had one foot buried in the earth, and if it weren't for the slightest breath, he would be like a dead man.

Xu Mingyuan jumped out of the car, took two steps forward, looked at the old man and said softly: "Uncle, do you know how to get to the third lane of East Street?" ”

The old man with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes, and one of his eyes was dead white, like a dead fish's eye, which made people shudder. The other eye is as clean and translucent as a young man, and it vaguely gives people a sense of wisdom.

Xu Mingyuan subconsciously took half a step back, and after reacting, he smiled at the old man apologetically, and he really muttered a little in his heart.

"Boy, what are you doing there?" Seeing Xu Mingyuan's reaction, the old man also grinned and said, the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together, and the ravines became a little deeper, but they added a little anger and kindness.

"Asked to deliver something." Xu Mingyuan nodded and said, this old man is quite kind except for the strange eyes.

"Go two more alleys over there, and just turn in." The old man stretched out his finger and said, his eyes looked at Xu Mingyuan's body, and nodded slightly.

"Thank you, uncle, what are you doing here on such a cold day?" Xu Mingyuan arched his hand and asked with some confusion.

"Waiting for someone." The old man glanced at the street where there were no pedestrians, and shook his head with a smile, and there seemed to be a little more sadness in his bright eyes.

"That kid is leaving, and I'll have a chance to come back to you for an old chat." Xu Mingyuan was silent for a while and said softly.

The old man did not reply, but stretched out a thin hand from his cotton coat and lifted it, continuing to close his eyes.

Xu Mingyuan glanced at the old man leaning on the old kui tree again, got into the carriage, and slowly drove towards the front.

Just as Xu Mingyuan left for a while, the old man leaning on the old kui tree slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to look in the direction of Xu Mingyuan's carriage, and muttered softly: "It seems that I can't come back, I can't come back......"

==================I'm sorry.,The first one is offered.,There's another one.,Whisper and continue to code.。 (To be continued.) )