The morning light still flickered over the city's head.

There was a sound of iron cards beating in the alley...... Walkers and heads from the monastery, holding iron cards in one hand and beating with utensils in the other, shouted the Buddha's name along the door, and at the same time, with a high voice, reported the current hour to the residents who were still sleeping.

And outside the city, there are already countless pedestrians, merchants, either carrying hands on their shoulders or driving donkeys, quietly waiting for the time to open the city gates.

Economic peddlers, salt-pickers, donkey firewood and straw sellers, song-givers, gossips, candy sellers, all of them have different looks, although it is early in the morning, they are all energetic and never tired.

When the hour came, the old army guarding the gate received the order and squeaked open the city gate, and the crowd began to surge, seeking their own livelihood in the city.

Zhao Huan walked all the way, but saw that every household, or cooking on the fire, the bamboo eaves and wooden houses along the street began to emit wisps of cooking smoke, or the whole family went out, gathered in groups of three or five, and scattered in front of all kinds of early shops.

The citizens walked into the oil cake shop and the Hu cake shop that had been moving since the fifth watch, enjoying the steaming food, chatting while eating, but talking about the hottest topics at the moment.

A middle-aged man who looked like a businessman munched on Hu Biscuits, and said vaguely: "I heard that after Fuping won, the official family went to Xi'an to transfer troops and horses, ready to gather troops, recover all Shaanxi in a war, and then go out of Tongguan, recover Luoyang, and fight Tokyo from Luoyang!" ”

According to his thoughts, the Jin soldiers can't stop the imperial expedition of the Great Song Dynasty officials, so the western army will be exhausted, and it will naturally be out of Tongguan to recover Luoyang and Tokyo, so that the trend of Zhongxing is a foregone conclusion.

In the past few years, the Song people have been repeatedly angry with the Jin State, lost the land and land, the emperor also let people arrest them, the people of the Song Dynasty have formed a citizen class, the fate and future of the country are far more concerned than the predecessors, the words of this middle-aged man, but it caters to the idea that most people are eager to recover the capital, for a time in the small morning shop, all agree with him, everyone is talking about it, all say that he is reasonable, the emperor will definitely personally raise the army, kill out of Tongguan, until the Jin Tartars are driven across the Yellow River, and even to recover Yanyun.

There was also an old man who sighed and said, "Let's fight, if you don't drive the Tartars away, you won't be able to live a good life." In the past few years, taxes have become heavier and heavier year by year, and it is almost impossible to hold on. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the store was silent.

The developed commodity economy of the Song Dynasty also made the urban citizen class very wealthy, and the capital of Yizhou was even more prosperous. At this time, Sichuan was not destroyed by the Mongol invasion at the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, and the situation of Yang Yi Yi and Yi Er since the Tang Dynasty has not changed much.

Despite this, since Zhang Jun passed through Shaanxi, in order to gather a large army to fight a decisive battle with the Jin people, he extensively collected private wealth, increased the intensity of taxation, and the connection of war, so that the national economic circulation was also affected, and many peasants were conscripted to serve as soldiers, or to transport materials for the front line, which had a great impact on the income and production of peasants. The countryside is withering, but the city is gradually beginning to be affected, the old man lamented that life is sad, but it is the common feeling of everyone on the spot, and it cannot but arouse everyone's attention.

After half a ring, a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes smiled and said: "Let's not fight as soldiers, and we don't want to be people, but we just pay a few more taxes, even if we work hard, the court will always have a charter in the future, and it won't last long." ”

"Yes, the old man just lost his word."

The old man also knew that he had said something frustrating, and he was busy admitting his mistake.

As a result, the mood in the store was lively again, and everyone laughed loudly, discussing the gains and losses of the first battle of Fuping, and they all danced with excitement.

Zhao Huan came from later generations, from the Five Kingdoms City to the Western Xia, all the way to Fuping, what he saw was the chaos of the soldiers, every day he saw not the flesh and blood, the cold light of the weapons dazzling, or a withered appearance of the chaos of the soldiers, the peasants ran on the road, the soldiers were cold-eyed, walking the village, the rooster crowed in the ears, ran the road, the corpse lay on the ground, but where did I see such a peaceful scene.

He vaguely felt in his heart that the group of people in front of him, who had changed their clothes and changed the furnishings in the store slightly, were not living portraits of the modern city more than a thousand years later.

Watching them eat breakfast and discuss current affairs at the same time, Zhao Huan not only did not take the speculation and mistaken mistakes in the other party's words as strange, but felt a warm and familiar feeling surging in his heart, which made him extremely happy.

Chengdu is still like this, imagine Tokyo and Hangzhou, it is even more prosperous, and the residents are even richer. And the Song Dynasty's Son of Heaven is not high, Shi Youmingshu, whenever there is a major festival, the emperor is either in casual clothes, or in the palace high-rise, and the people have fun. Even in the city of Tokyo, the Imperial Palace was connected to the market, and the sound in the downtown area was constantly transmitted into the palace, and when the emperor heard it, he had the feeling of envy for the freedom of the people.

"Maybe it's exactly like this, it has consumed the blood and fighting spirit of the emperor of the Song family, and he just wants to steal peace."

Zhao Huan secretly sighed in his heart, retracted his thoughts, and drank tea while bowing his head, while gently biting the crispy oil cake.

This time I decided to go into the city in micro-service, just to take a good look at the city and countryside of the Song Dynasty under normal conditions, this way, he has seen a lot of the countryside, the situation is very bad, only the city, as long as it is not harassed by the war, still maintains the prosperity and vitality of the old days.

Just listening to the people's discussions, it is obviously much more difficult than in the past.

In the midst of the bustle, there were a few local farmers who had returned from the front line of Fuping, passing by Fucheng, coming in to rest, and buying some things to go home by the way. They carried ropes and poles in their hands, and because they were short of money, they just squatted in front of the early shop, smelling the aroma, and waiting for the morning market to open. Not far from them, a few farmers carrying fresh vegetables into the city to sell were also resting, the vegetable burdens were still shining with dew at their feet, they were clumsy, they did not dare to participate in the discussion of these citizens, but when they saw the people who were also farmers, they couldn't help but step forward and inquire about the news from the front.

The people were obviously suffering, their bodies were thin, and their eyebrows and eyes were tired, but because of the concern of the people, they had to fight their spirits and reluctantly answer some questions.

It's just that they are in the lower classes, where do they know the specific process. After a long day of questions and answers, it was only a few sentences that were repeated over and over: "The Jurchens are very fierce, but they have died a lot, we have won the battle, and many people have died." ”

When asked about the emperor, he only said: "I don't know, I don't know where the official family is now." But we've seen the official family, riding a white horse and wearing a yellow robe, and the person looks very thin, but very energetic. ”

A folk servant saw that everyone looked a little disappointed, but he emphasized with a smile: "I had a fight with the official family, and the official family smiled at me, I saw that although the emperor's face was not good, his eyes were very energetic, and when he looked at me, my face seemed to have been scraped by a knife, and it hurt very much." ”

"Haha......"

When he finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter. Everyone knew that he was exaggerating, but describing the emperor like this also taught everyone to be happy. Unlike other dynasties, the Song people were very affectionate to the emperor by the word "official", but for many years, it was a recognition of the rule of the Song Dynasty and a manifestation of satisfaction with the emperor's rule.

It's just that Wenzhi is satisfied, but his martial arts are poor. Emperor Zhao Huan of Jingkang, the same was true. After escaping back from the Five Kingdoms City, he became heroic and abnormal, which made the people of the whole world respect. Because of this, the citizens and rural people began to have all kinds of mythical descriptions and exaggerations of Zhao Huan, which is also a manifestation of people's psychological expectations.

Everyone laughed, and the thick-eyed young man smiled in front of the owner of the shop, took out a bunch of money, bought dozens of oil cakes for a group of people outside, and brought two shopkeepers to them, and said with a smile: "A few people have worked hard in front, these small things, not respect, please use." ”

The people looked uneasy and said to him, "How embarrassed is it to let the prince settle the account." ”

The young man waved his hand and said, "It's not worth a few, you have to work harder." ”

"Well, thank you so much, Childe."

Several people sighed in unison, took the oil cake one after another, and opened their mouths to chew. They were obviously tired and hungry, and they were eating sweetly with the oil cakes, and they didn't bother to speak.

The boy returned to his seat, sat down with a smile, and thanked the people in the shop who had praised him, saying that this little thing was nothing.

Zhao Huan saw that he looked calm and spoke sincerely, and he felt good in his heart for a while, and couldn't help but smile at him: "I don't know that this son has a great name and does such a righteous thing, and he will have good fortune in the future." ”

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