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Ask for a Sanjiang ticket again.

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But it wasn't as hard as he imagined, and he only held on for a while, and a few of the ladies gave in.

made Zheng Lang cry and laugh.

The mother of the child travels thousands of miles to worry, this sentence is the most suitable for the Zheng family, but before he left, the seven mothers were all busy, from the luggage to the supplies, all ready. Looking at the mountain-like items, Zheng Lang wiped his sweat and said, "Eldest Niang, Second Niang, Third Niang, Fourth Niang, Fifth Niang, Sixth Niang, Seventh Niang, do I move my entire belongings to Tokyo City?" ”

Liuniang and Qiniang also felt funny, so they chose to choose, but they still brought a lot of luggage.

Two coats, three or four sets of changing clothes, and a Khitan blanket are afraid that when the inn is innned, the inn is shabby, and it will freeze Zheng Lang. Two pots, a dozen must-read books, study utensils, some paper, and a piano. Some money, this is the most tiring, a thousand copper plates, with a dozen or so, it is very heavy.

Looking at this copper coin, Zheng Lang also smiled bitterly, such a heavy copper plate is only worth a penny on the market, no wonder since the Han Dynasty, some unscrupulous businessmen have disregarded national laws and regulations and destroyed copper coins for profit. You can't bring it, this trip is a bit big, and it will be conspicuous. So he brought with him some minas. However, you have to pay taxes when you enter the city, and you will suffer a loss when you exchange it, but you have no choice but to do it.

There are also gloves, leather and warm four-cornered heads, toiletries, and so on.

It's not over, this trip will take several days, and Lao Song, who is driving, will also bring some luggage, and the four children who accompany him will also have to bring luggage.

Seeing Si'er jumping, Liu Er gritted her teeth and bowed her head silently.

Zheng Lang patted her and said, "Liu'er, you're getting older, and Si'er is still young." ”

Winter is coming, and I have to warm up my bed every night. This is to go outside, not at home, and it is not very convenient for Liu'er.

Liu Er blushed and said softly, "Oh." ”

Under the advice of several mothers and thousands of instructions, Lao Song drove the car and left Zhengjiazhuang.

Sitting in the car, Si'er looked forward to it and asked, "Dalang, what will Tokyo City look like?" ”

"Just imagine the enlarged Zhengzhou City."

In this era, Bianliang is amazing, whether it is more than one million people, or more than two million people, under the crude census policy, even Bao Da Lao may not be able to figure it out. But its size, population density, and prosperity certainly surpassed Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty.

It's a pity that it won't be like Chang'an, where all countries come to the court, and the crowd bows down.

But in Zheng Lang's eyes, what is it? A big city with more than 10 million people has seen it, will it be impressed by a city of 2 million people?

Song Bo felt that Zheng Lang's words were very strange, and just laughed.

Ox carts went up the avenue.

If you ask about the best road in the world, there is no doubt that there are two avenues from Bianliang to Luoyang and Bianliang to Yingtianfu. There are many pedestrians, travelers, merchants, and all kinds of cars on the road, large trucks and Taiping cars, also called strong cars, at most more than 20 donkeys or mules, and there are many goods pulled, many of which can reach dozens of stones, which is larger than the carrying capacity of agricultural tractors. There are also flat-headed cars, wheelbarrows, and occasionally you can see the caravan of the two-wheeled double-wheeled and the curtain of the dignitaries, as well as the house car with the curtain. When the latter two kinds of cars came, ordinary people took the initiative to get out of the way, and the people on the car were either rich or expensive, and they couldn't afford to provoke them.

Si'er asked again: "Do you want to change the kettle?" ”

Fill it with hot water in advance and put it in a blanket to keep it warm.

"No," Zheng Lang shook his head, these decades have happened to be warm winters, and the weather is very warm in winter, and sometimes there is no snowfall. This trouble is a bit big, and the common people are still counting on a moderate amount of snowfall, when the quilt, the crops are not easy to freeze to death, the snow melts into the cold air deep in the soil, and can kill the insects, as well as the snow water brought by melting. It was not good if there was no snow, so the emperor led the people to pray for snow.

Bringing the entire city of Tokyo to pray for snow won't work!

But for pedestrians, it is good weather, seeing that the winter solstice is coming, Zhengzhou has not yet fallen a snow, only on the grass on both sides of the avenue, you can see some silver frost, like white sugar and fat powder, sprinkled all the way to the sky.

Looking at this scenery quietly, I didn't think about it, and I didn't even turn over the various scriptures and meanings that I had studied for more than two years.

Out of Zhengzhou City, not far from Tokyo City, but the sky is also dark.

Chenguang was short, so he had no choice but to find an inn to live in.

Zheng Lang asked for two guest rooms, one for himself and the little girl, going out, not like at home, he can go back after warming the bed, and he will be done. This is also the reason why Zheng Lang did not bring Liu'er. This little girl estimates that there is still a shadow in her heart, if she is crowded together, she will not be honest when she sleeps at night, and she will not be able to yell when she touches some forbidden places.

Sit at the table and read a book, wash your feet and sleep for a while.

Si'er didn't sleep, his eyes flashed in the dark, and he suddenly hugged Zheng Lang and said, "Da Lang, I want to give birth to a child for you." ”

Zheng Lang sat up suddenly, a few drops of sweat flowed from his forehead, and said, "Si'er, you are only eleven years old, what are you thinking?" ”

"The slave just wants to."

"What do you think! Didn't you see the appearance of the eldest lady of the Cui family? ”

"But his little lady is good."

"After only a few words, you know that people are good?"

"It's good, it's good-looking, it's better than that Jiang Xing'er."

"Hmm," Zheng Lang was a little skeptical. However, if I can catch up with Jiang Xing'er's appearance, I don't think it's bad, but I don't know what this woman's surname is. Alas, even in the Northern Song Dynasty, it was also very difficult for men and women to communicate, and marrying a daughter-in-law was like gambling.

But only for a while, I fell asleep with my arms around Si'er.

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After entering Tokyo City, although he had seen too much prosperity in his previous life, Zheng Lang was also shocked.

The first is the wide royal street, which is eight miles long and two hundred steps wide, that is, about three hundred meters. Standing on this side of the street, looking at the people on that side, they are faint.

Then there is the developed business and entertainment, needless to say, those red lights are located, and the Vasher and the hook bar, in a broad sense, those red lights also belong to the hook bar, but this is a narrow sense, referring to pure entertainment venues, not stained with color.

In the Tang Dynasty, Chang'an also had these places, only in Pingkang and other squares, and there were all in the east, west, north and south of Tokyo City, such as Zhongwa, Liwa, Sangjia tile, Zhouxi tile, Zhoubei tile, Zhujiaqiao tile. Some of the tile houses can accommodate more than 50 sheds of large and small hook fences, and thousands of people can go in to enjoy and play. There are also many types of amusement arts performed in Vasheri, such as acrobatics, puppet shows, shadow plays, acrobatics, juggling, history books, storytelling, scripture talks, hometown talks, Yan Hash, dance songs, palace tunes, drum lyrics, singing to earn, selling scoop singing, hopson, martial arts and so on.

Some of the shows are Zheng Lang's two lives, and they have never seen it.

Si'er is even like Grandma Liu who entered the Grand View Garden, opened her mouth wide, and looked everywhere in a daze.

Zheng Lang mainly watched the miscellaneous drama. Far from being called opera, it is in the transition stage from dance music to opera, consisting of song and dance, music, laughter and acrobatics. The first time I watched the miscellaneous drama was "Mulian Saves the Mother", which was almost completely an acrobatic performance, resulting in incoherence and an incomplete story. Frowning, no matter what, he wouldn't be interested in improving. The people of the Song Dynasty just like it.

I watched a few other miscellaneous plays, in addition to acrobatic singing and dancing, there were also dialogues, four or five people painted grease and powder, dressed up as ancients, rapped and sang. It can only be said that it is the prototype of opera, and it is still far from the real opera. I walked around and even took a look at the bustling Xiangguoji Temple.

The winter solstice is coming. The Song people attach great importance to this festival, also known as the New Year. Even the imperial court had to prepare many rituals, including the suburbs of heaven and earth. In the Song Dynasty, this ceremony is very important, in fact, it is a small Zen, and the grandeur is far more than the big court meeting on New Year's Day every year.

Since he is here, Zheng Lang definitely doesn't want to miss it.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a piece of news, the little emperor in the palace suddenly announced that he would lead hundreds of civil and military officials to the Huiqing Hall to celebrate the birthday of the queen mother, and then go to the Tian'an Hall to receive the court.

"The official family is really filial," sighed the old man who spoke.

But Zheng Lang "clucked" in his heart, a big event was about to happen, where to sit in a daze. When he returned to the room, he sighed for a long time, and suddenly said to Si'er: "Bring the piano!" ”

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