Chapter 2 Chang'an Public Transport Company

Xu Yang never thought that the historical Wa Kingdom would begin to worship and spy on Chinese culture so early.

Even when Han Yanxuan told Xu Yang that the woman was the princess of the Wa Kingdom, Xu Yang was a little incredulous, a Qinglou dancer to a princess of a country, this change was too big.

However, when Han Yanxuan once took Xu Yang's mobile phone from the roof to record a video, Xu Yang had nothing to say, the evidence was ironclad, and even Lei Zhengfu couldn't hide, let alone the ancients 1,400 years ago.

Han Yanxuan was very happy, the expression of happiness has always been rarely seen on his face, and if he saw it, it showed that he was really happy.

He can also use the treasure mobile phone mirror in Guigu, click on the video, and the image can be completely recorded, he is as happy about this as Liu Mengli likes to play with fruit and watch it again and again, but Han Yanxuan is obviously different from Liu Mengli, he has a deeper understanding of this, and the idea of using the mobile phone video to show Xu Yang is what he came up with

"Princess, my Wa Kingdom is still in territorial disputes, when will I be able to get the information of the Tang Dynasty from the hands of this Marquis" Xu Yang watched the video over and over again, until Han Yanxuan was a little impatient.

"This woman has bad intentions, I'll go tonight," Han Yanxuan said lightly, and then made a movement to wipe her neck.

Xu Yang's heart was struggling, who would have thought that this woman would be the princess of the Wa Kingdom? And he also had a relationship with himself by accident.

"Don't be in a hurry to do it first, I don't think she's too hostile, let's watch it for a while, if it's really someone with bad intentions, I will definitely kill her personally." Xu Yang said with an oath.

Han Yanxuan was silent for a moment, didn't say anything, turned around and left, only when he was about to arrive at the courtyard gate did he lightly throw down a sentence, "Don't get too close to her, otherwise I won't be able to save you." ”

Xu Yang knew that he was indecisive with some of the kindness of women, but whenever he thought of the woman's blood stains on the sheets, he would involuntarily resist, even if she had bad intentions, just to spy on the intelligence of the Tang Dynasty, but her body was indeed ruined by herself, a woman, being like this in the future life, has no hope of living, but now this singer, no, this princess, not only has to force a smile every day to face the man who spoiled her, but also humiliated and subservient, Xu Yang was full of sympathy when he thought of this kind of thing, and he couldn't do it at all.

However, the princess didn't find anything abnormal, the only abnormality in the house was that Xu Yang was a little surprised to be good to herself, and she would send a little maid to serve every day, sending all kinds of snacks and desserts, I have to say that the desserts of the Tang Dynasty are simply a few more delicious than the most delicious food in the world, at least after the princess ate a few cakes and desserts that Xu Yang made for her with her own hands, she actually had a terrible idea in her heart that would go on like this forever.

What the princess didn't know was that she had already been exposed, and the kind of cake she ate was the only one in Xujiazhuang in the Tang Dynasty, and it was the secret of Xujiazhuang's back kitchen

No matter how Xujiazhuang changes, how painstaking and lonely Xuyang is, Chang'an City is still moving slowly according to its own route, and the wheel of history has not shifted in the slightest.

When the Turks had changed the sky, it was only October, and a cold wind that came early blew up the wind and snow, and countless cattle and sheep were driven to the leeward shade of the mountain.

A middle-aged man covered in a wool jacket looked worriedly at this grassland that was gradually covered by wind and snow, the wind and snow were not big, and the thin snowflakes could still swirl in the air, but the omens brought by this snow made people cold from head to toe, that is, this winter, there will be a lot of blizzards.

"Abba, why do we want to rush to the east, obviously the grass is more lush in the north." A little boy jumped out from behind the middle-aged man, wearing a deerskin hat and a small leather felt with fox fur turned out, and a small face that looked very watery.

"Tie'er, the sky has changed, our life is not easy this year." The middle-aged man's tone was a little embarrassed, and he stared at the dim dark clouds in the sky and said worriedly.

"Abba, why do you say that?" The little boy obviously couldn't quite understand his father's worries, but he just held the falling snowflakes in his hands and said with some excitement: "Abba, the snow is getting heavier and heavier, and it is really early to snow this year." ”

A strong wind blew, and the man's coat was blown off, and there was not a single warm coat under the empty jacket

"Khan, look," a sacrificial-looking man looked at the snowflakes falling slightly outside the tent, revealing a frightened and worried look.

Jieli Khan faced the outside of the tent, and his face was also a little complicated.

"Where are the sixteen tribal leaders now? Have all the cattle and sheep of Muza driven to the east? Although Jieli tried his best to calm down, he couldn't hide the panic in his heart.

The sacrificial man didn't notice the shaking of Jie Li's tone at all, because he was already a little panicked at this point.

"Khan, what should we do this year, this is a precursor to a heavy snowstorm" The sacrificial man's voice began to tremble, last year's wind and snow have made the Turks a little unbearable, half of the cattle and sheep froze to death, relying on the remaining half to barely survive the winter, this year's wind and snow is a full month earlier than last year, this is the day to destroy the Turks!

"Panic what!" The Khan of Jie Li scolded angrily, which made the sacrificial man recover from his panic, but his face was still ugly.

"Where are the sixteen tribal leaders now? Have all the cattle and sheep of Muza driven to the east? Jieli asked the question again, and this time the sacrificial man heard it clearly, so he resigned: "The leaders of the sixteen tribes are now gathered at the foot of Yin Mountain, and they originally planned to practice their hands again this winter to plunder in the Tang Dynasty, as for whether the cattle and sheep of the Muzha tribe are rushing to the east, this minister really doesn't know."

At this moment, Jieli had a bit of a general's style, and commanded in a low tone: "Now you go to the three tribes of Muzha, Tuluo, and Citi, and let them take all the cattle and sheep to the east, I'm afraid the wind and snow in the west will only get bigger and bigger, and the east is safer, you go and order my Turkic brave man to get on the horse now and follow me to Yinshan." ”

The sacrificial man still understood the order in front of Jieli, but the last sentence of Jieli's order made him a little confused.

"Khan, what are you going to do with the cavalry now?"

Jie Li's gaze was a little deep, and he said coldly: "After this snowstorm, my Turkic strength will definitely be greatly damaged, and we must unite the sixteen tribes to garrison the border to prevent the Central Plains from taking advantage of the weakness!" ”

Li Er is very happy now, unlike the natural and man-made disasters of the Turks, Datang seems to have encountered a once-in-a-century development opportunity, wealth is continuously plundered from overseas, and the living standards near Chang'an are improving very rapidly, and now even some ordinary people have spare money to buy a bicycle as a means of transportation.

Chang'an is becoming more and more prosperous, and the huge streets are a little unable to hold the posture of those trading merchants, Xu Yang, a disciple of the Guigu, is really not willing to be lonely, and he has not been idle for a summer, and has united a group of giant merchants in Chang'an to create a strange thing called 'Chang'an Public Transport Co., Ltd.', and then drives the steam car that spews black smoke from the West Market to the East Market every day.

The steam engine is a good thing, Li Er has visited the Datang Iron and Steel Plant in charge of Changsun Wuji several times, and many of the iron-making workshops in it have been replaced with steam engines as power, and the efficiency can be increased by five or six times for a while.

There have been several steam engine explosions in the past, but it is rarely heard of later, because the iron barrels of steam have been replaced with alloy barrels, and the safety performance has been greatly improved.

The new word 'bus' quietly appeared in the dictionary of the people of Chang'an every morning, every morning to the net drum bell rings, more than a dozen steam cars with black smoke will cross more than a dozen square cities in Chang'an, from the east city to the west city, and then from the west city to the east city, those steam locomotives pull the tin box, every time it will be full of people, are some exquisitely dressed rich children, after all, a bus ride has always been money, not ordinary people can afford

"Get in the car consistently, enter the door and pay the money." A young man stood on a tin car and shouted to the crowd of onlookers, and the queue that was already full of people boarded the car one after another, including the gorgeously dressed boys, the pot-bellied merchants, and the simple robes.

"It's full, let's wait for the next shift." The young man who collected the money stopped a young man who still wanted to get into the car, and said in a loud voice, "Master, drive." ”

The older man sitting at the front heard it, and immediately began to skillfully start to hang the gear, light up the steam engine, bursts of black smoke came out of the steam cylinder, whined twice, the bus began to move slowly, the expressions of the passengers on the bus were all wonderful, they talked about something one after another, and from time to time there were people who poked their heads out of the window and looked out, as if they were enjoying this prosperous scene. R1152