The name 'Jinling' is said to have several origins, the first of which is the theory of 'burying gold'. In this statement, 'mausoleum' is interpreted as a tomb. According to legend, the name of Jinling is because Qin Shi Huang buried gold in Jinling Gang to suppress the king's anger, that is, 'the mausoleum where gold is buried', so it is called Jinling, of course, this is just a folk legend.

Regarding the origin of Jinling, there is also a saying that Tang's "Jiankang Record" said: "The Jinling of Chu, now the Stone City is also, or the cloud is connected to the tomb of Huayang Jintan, so it is called Jinling."

Therefore, the word 'Jinling' was first used in the name of the city in the Warring States Period, he and Qin Shi Huang had no half-dime relationship, in 333 BC, King Chu Wei defeated the Yue Kingdom, killed the Yue King Wujiang, and took the territory of the Wu State seized by the Yue Kingdom, and built a city in the Stone Mountain (now Qingliang Mountain), called Jinling Yi, or Stone City, and the Zhongshan at that time was called Jinling Mountain, so the city built on the Stone Mountain was called Jinling Yi, and the Tang Dynasty "Jiankang Record" has a clear record of this: "Because of the mountain number, set up Jinling Yi".

Jinling can be used as the capital of many dynasties, naturally has his extraordinary, first of all, Jinling Linjiang control Huai, the situation is very dangerous, the traffic is extremely convenient, as long as there is a strong naval army, and their own problems, they can be invincible.

…………

Wang Laosan has been a Yalang in Jinling City for more than 20 years, and he is very familiar with the west of the city, and he has received even fewer guests, but this time the guests gave him a headache.

Two days ago, the shopkeeper of the 'Yuelai Inn' said that there was a customer in his store who wanted to rent and buy a house, and the shopkeeper who had a good relationship with Wang Laosan was naturally the first to think of him.

This made Wang Laosan also very happy, if he just rented a house, he wouldn't talk about it, but if he bought a house, his commission would be indispensable.

But in the past two days, the young man who took the scholar-like look has seen a lot of houses, either too big, or too small, or too noisy, or too biased, and finally found a good one, and when it comes to the price, he is too expensive.

What made Wang Laosan depressed was that the young man who looked thin and weak walked with him for two days, but he still walked like a fly, his face was not red or panting, but he was too tired to do it.

In a room with a local name in the Yuelai Inn, Zhao Wuregret also smiled bitterly, a few days ago, the shopkeeper Zhu gave him a thousand taels of gold, you must know that this is 10,000 copper coins, 10,000 taels of silver. (Here gold and silver are counted as one to ten)

I thought that I was also a rich family, no matter how bad it was, the local tyrants could finally be counted, right? But what I didn't expect was that in the past two days, I walked around the neighborhood with a Yalang, looked at a lot of houses, and didn't satisfy myself, and finally the Yalang took out the best house, but when I heard the price, I hesitated.

It is a set of three-entry courtyard with a garden, it was originally a small rich businessman's house, the environment can be said to be very good, but the price is 4,000 yuan, according to the price of later generations, this is more than 5 million RMB, although I can afford it, but I think that if I want to leave then, I am afraid it will be difficult to get rid of it for a while.

You know, in this era, you may not be able to sell a house for a year, but it can't compare to the later generations, of course, in the later generations, if the price is in the capital, you can only buy a side house.

Wait until noon, that Yalang hasn't come to find him, Zhao Wuregret couldn't help but chuckle, it seems that he is disappointed in himself, if this Yalang works as a salesman in the next life, he will definitely lose his job, he can't stand it just by looking at him, if he encounters a customer with a strange temper, then he has to be.

Anyway, I want to live in this inn for a while, and I am not in a hurry, Zhao Wuregret took out a painting from the cage and hung it on the wall, looking at the girl on the painting, Zhao Wuregret was sad for a while, although his soul has changed, but his body has not changed, seeing the happy appearance of his mother when he was a girl, thinking of her difficult life later, tears can't help but fall.

Taking out the clay pot as well, Zhao Wuregret lit three sticks of fine incense, and said softly, "Mother, you must be able to hear it, now I am your son, and I will always be in the future, you want me to find my father, and I want to be buried in the ancestral grave of the Zhao family, this is your last wish, I swear that I will definitely do ......it."

The guest room of this inn is in the backyard, if you want to eat, you either have to send it or go to the front by yourself, Zhao Wuregret got up and came to the front building, walked up to a small room on the second floor, sat by the window, ordered a few side dishes and a pot of rice wine, and tasted it slowly.

I don't know if Wei Zihan and they arrived in Jinling, Zhao Wuregret looked out the window, but he didn't know where he flew, a few days ago, the second steward had to go to Jinling to arrange public affairs, he happened to leave with the second steward, declined Lin Zichang's idea of inviting him to live in the Lin family again, and also refused the huge amount of 'entanglement' he sent, as soon as he arrived in Jinling City, he was separated from the second steward and came to the Yuelai Inn near the West City to live.

Thinking of saying goodbye to Lin Zichang a few days ago, Wei Zihan didn't show up, it seems that he was really angry with himself last time, since ancient times, people who want to step on two boats either successfully hug left and right, or step on the air, nothing.

Coming to the street, looking at the shops on both sides, the street is full of traffic, people come and go, the incense car soft sedan car passes by from time to time, and there are bursts of coquettish laughter of the girls, and then bring a faint fragrant breeze.

At this time, there will be a lot of scholars reciting and singing the poems they have written, looking talented, of course, they will not look at those incense cars and soft sedan chairs, but just squint their eyes and peek, on the surface they are very reserved.

Seeing these pretentious scholars, Zhao Wuregret, who was in a bad mood these days, would scold in his heart, "If you want other girls to post it upside down, dream, you deserve to be single for the rest of your life." ’

……

In the south of Jinling City, this is the location of the imperial palace, the palace here has the characteristics of the south of the Yangtze River, compared with the atmosphere and heroism of the Central Plains Imperial Palace, it is more detailed and more luxurious.

If the palace of the Central Plains is a rugged man, then the palace of the Central Plains is a graceful girl, every place looks so comfortable, so soft, and of course, it will also wear down people's will.

At this time, in a spacious and luxurious study room in the palace, a middle-aged man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe was frowning and pondering, and sitting opposite him was an old man in his sixties, but wearing a purple official robe that only officials of the third rank and above could wear.

"Alas, Murong Aiqing's chess skills are superb, and I lost this game," the middle-aged man in the dragon robe threw away and said with a smile.

"Hehe, His Majesty won two games in three games today, and the minister won the last game by luck, so it is still Your Majesty's chess move."

The emperor also smiled and said nothing, he knew that this was the way to do things for his courtiers, and he also knew that in fact, Murong Yuan's chess strength was better than his own, playing three games of chess, letting himself play two games, he won one game, and it seemed that it was very difficult to win, which would make him feel very accomplished, unlike some people, either simply let himself and not dare to win at all, or kill himself without leaving a piece, his face was ugly, although he was the son of heaven and would not treat people indiscriminately, but the future of those people can be imagined.

The former makes himself have no sense of achievement, every move is equivalent to being sent directly to his mouth, and he is only a man, and he can't become a big tool, while the latter doesn't know how to be flexible, he only knows that he is happy, regardless of the emperor's face, this kind of person makes the emperor unhappy, does he think he can be happy?

The emperor thought for a while, and then said, "It's been a long time since our monarchs and ministers have been on the street in micro-clothes, so it's just no big thing today, so why don't we change into civilian clothes and go for a walk." ”

PS: The third volume of Jinling Fengyun has officially begun, and the foreshadowing in front will be unfolded here one by one, how about Zhao Wuregret joining the poetry society full of beauties? What will happen to him and the two Oirans? Will his father and son ever meet? Can he reconcile with Wei Zihan? Can he and Lin Ruoyi make a spark? and Ouyang Wan...... Wait, the next will be more exciting, I hope you will support and ask for votes again