Living in the big mansion, Zimo fell asleep, and Li Si quickly lined up the servants, and he didn't want to care about these trivial things.

Now Zimo can barely gain a foothold in Xianyang City, but he also understands very well that this is a city that can kill him at any time, because he is in and out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, so he may also be targeted by Zhao Gao.

It was getting dark, and there was a knock on the door from outside the door, "Childe, dinner is ready, do you want to eat now?" ”

A very gentle girl's voice, Zimo frowned slightly, how could Master Li Si arrange such a servant for me, it was really speechless.

"Come in." Zimo Dao.

"Squeak."

The door was pushed open, and a plainly dressed girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a good countenance, put the meal on the table, and asked, "What else does Childe command?" ”

"Go down." Zimo said directly.

"Yes." The girl walked out of the door with her head bowed and her steps quickly.

Generally speaking, if others can suppress the internal force in their bodies, it is not easy to be noticed, and Zimo did not feel anything abnormal from these servants, but he always felt a little uneasy in his heart, and he always felt that the crisis was around him, so that he did not dare to relax.

Zimo took out Li Si and wrote a letter of introduction written by him, the font is very neat and luxurious, and it is also a rare ink treasure, if it is obtained by later generations of calligraphers, it will definitely be regarded as a masterpiece, and the iron seal written by Li Si has always been loved by literati and ink writers.

That night, Zimo pushed open the door and stood in the courtyard, looking at the grass and trees here, and there were many fireflies flying, looking up, the sky was full of stars.

sighed softly, although he has come to Xianyang City now, although he has a temporary residence, Zimo always feels like he is at home, in fact, this is not that he is suspicious, and the servants sent by Li Si must have the responsibility of supervising him.

No matter what you do, it may reach Li Si's ears.

Now that he has come to Xianyang City, it is not far from Rasheng Hall, the base camp of the Yin and Yang family, I don't know if the Yin and Yang family has the power to look up at the sky at the same time.

Zimo picked up the wooden sword, this wooden sword is the only weapon he has for self-defense now, by the moonlight, the sword danced in the courtyard, the Confucian swordsmanship is broad and profound, enough for him to learn for a lifetime.

In the past five years in the Qin Shi Mingyue World, there has never been such an urgent need to improve his strength as now, firstly, to be able to survive in Xianyang City, and secondly, to protect Shao Siming the next time he sees her.

The servants of the family naturally noticed Zimo, and several people who looked like handymen glanced at each other, and they understood what each other meant, what happened that night was transmitted to Li Si the next day, and if it was urgent, then it might be transmitted that night.

So Zimo doesn't feel like living at home when he lives here, but is a little apprehensive.

Although these miscellaneous servants passed these things back, they were all inconsequential little things, and Li Si took a look at them and threw them away, ignoring them anymore.

The next day, Zimo got up early in the morning and didn't eat, and then practiced the sword for a while in the morning, hid the sword of Luban, and then went out.

In such a big place as Xianyang City, you can't always stay at home, you have to go out to see.

Walking down the streets, it is common to see soldiers coming and going for routine checks, not only in terms of military defense, but also in the thriving business, and the streets and alleys are full of shops.

Zimo found a small shop with a good business, and wrote three crooked words on it with a small seal, "Meat Sandwich Bun", haha, maybe this is still the ancestor of Meat Sandwich Bun.

I remember in my previous life, when I was in school, I often bought this as breakfast at the school gate, and it was many years ago when I thought about it.

Then Zimo went in, he didn't know if there was a meat bun in this era in the real history, but it could be in the world of Qin Shi Mingyue.

Surprisingly, this one seemed to be exactly the same as the school gate, Zimo asked for two, smiled slightly, and ate it.

"Hehe, general, I heard that the dishes of this house are very delicious, do you want to go in and taste them?" There was a little soldier with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, and he said with a flattering face.

"Okay, then let's go get some food." The general had a big belly and two mustaches on his face.

This fat general Zimo recognized it at a glance, he was a fruit general, and his name should be called fruit.

Just as he was eating, the fruit general came in, looked around, this shop is not big, the only few tables are already full, he suddenly frowned, and when he was about to be ruthless, he saw that there was only one person on Zimo's side, and now it was still light and light, and he didn't seem to take himself seriously.

The fruit general didn't care about others, and went directly to Zimo's table with a smile and sat opposite him.

"Hey, I said you're a reader, aren't you?" The fruit general did not drive Zimo away, but his tone became softer, and he said to him with a smile.

"So what?" Zimo's voice was neither humble nor arrogant, put down the things in his hand, and said.

But the little attendants next to him were not satisfied, and immediately came over and said arrogantly: "My general wants to eat here, for the sake of you being a scholar, I don't have to worry about you, so don't leave quickly." ”

Before Zimo could speak, General Fruit immediately said angrily: "Did you let you speak, didn't you see me talking to this gentleman again!" ”

The little follower immediately became submissive and no longer knew his voice.

This made Zimo a little surprised, but since this is the case, he can also learn some swordsmanship with him, although this fruit general is not a very powerful master, but his swordsmanship is not bad.

"What is this general, looking for me?" Zimo asked.

General Fruit laughed, "I'll tell you, actually, I'm also a reading material, don't look at me with a big grin, but ah, I know a lot of culture." ”

"You scholars don't all say what they say, it's called learning and learning when you learn it, haha, you see what I said is right."

Zimo understood, this general was just idle, he came to chat with someone, but it was okay, just take the opportunity to ask him about swordsmanship, it was obvious that he was neither from Li Si's side nor from Zhao Gao's side.

"Hehe, the general is both civil and military, not only is the swordsmanship famous in the world, but I didn't expect that even this scholar's knowledge has been studied, and I admire and admire it." Zimo also learned the tone of the sharp-beaked monkey cheek and said.