Wen County, belonging to Huaiqing Mansion, is located in the west of the North Henan Plain, south of the Yellow River, north of Taihang.

Wen County was called "Wen" in ancient times, because there are two hot springs in the territory. one in the northwest with cool summers and warm winters, flowing into bromine water; One is in the southwest of present-day Wenxian County.

"Wen County Chronicles" contains: According to legend, the spring flow is at room temperature, Shixin is virtuous, and the people are irrigated. This hot spring has been wiped out by the Yellow River for hundreds of years.

Zhou set up a county for Wenyi Wen County, which began in the Spring and Autumn Period, and can be described as having a long history, with a history of thousands of years.

The terrain in the territory is flat, belonging to the alluvial plain of the Yellow River and the Qinhe River, and due to the diversion of the Yellow River and the Qinhe River in history, the landform characteristics of the south beach and the north depression have been formed.

The horse's hooves stomped, bursts of sound sounded, and a group of people rushed into the county seat of Wenxian County.

"Yang Dong inquire about the inn, rest for one night, and go to Chenjiagou tomorrow," Yang Qifeng's eyes were bright, he pulled the reins, looked at the few people behind him, his face showed tiredness that was difficult to hide, he thought about it, and gave up his plan to go to Chenjiagou today.

Chenjiagou is still 20 kilometers away from Wen County, and it still takes an hour to ride a horse and gallop all the way.

And they don't go as guests, but as villains,

Not popular, not even a place to rest, today is still recuperating, tomorrow to go again.

"Okay Second Young Master," Yang Dong was shocked when he heard this, he turned over and dismounted, strode away from a pedestrian who was walking, and threw the silver out of the other party's arms and spoke; "Where is the best inn here?"

The person who came was stunned for a moment, but then reacted, stroked the silver in his arms, and then nodded and said; "A few masters go straight, and when they encounter a fork in the road, turn right and turn to the inn,"

"Let's go," Yang Qifeng heard and slapped his horse away.

Before coming to the inn, he took the reins and looked up at the vulgar name, Wenxian Inn.

The sound of horses' hooves was not small, and it was also heard in the inn, a medium-sized, thirty-year-old man, with a very traditional robe and horse coat in the Qing Dynasty, ran out neatly, took the reins from Yang Qifeng, who had just turned over and dismounted, and said very respectfully and politely; "How many masters are they sharpening or staying in the hotel?"

"Staying in the hotel, our master has all the first-class rooms, and I am making the same dishes as you are Wen County's specialty," Yang Dong walked over and commanded.

"Let's go down and do it," Yang Dong took out the silver from his arms, rewarded the man, and waved his hand.

"Okay master," the man's face showed joy, such a high roller, but not often encountered, must be served.

Wenxian inn is a typical inn integrating food and accommodation.

The layout is simple, not luxurious, after all, the place here is not big, Huaiqing Mansion is under the eight counties, the capital is in Hanoi County, but the simplicity is simple, but it is very clean and neat.

Yang Qifeng looked around at the layout, he sat at the table, and several others looked for another table to sit down, only Yang Dong was at the table with him.

"Second Young Master, we have to give a post to the magistrate of Wen County," Yang Dong sat down and asked Yang Qifeng.

"No, the location of the crime is not in Wen County, don't bother him," Yang Qifeng shook his head.

"A few masters use tea!" The middle-aged man was busy, although he was the only one, but he took care of it very thoughtfully, holding a teapot in his hand and a teacup on top of the tea tray in the other hand.

The teapot is fabricated and fired with purple sand mud, which is extremely exquisite, and the teacup is also extraordinary.

The man walks softly, but there are rules between his steps.

Waiting to fill the teacup, the man turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Yang Qifeng.

"This guy is a buddy? Or shopkeeper? Yang Qifeng asked.

"It's the shopkeeper," the man said admittedly, looking at Yang Qifeng, who had short hair and was young and heroic, he didn't dare to look at it more.

Don't keep braids, this has to be replaced ten years ago, but it is a big crime enough to kill the head, whether you are anyone, whether you are a dignitary, or a common person, as long as you don't keep braids, there is nothing to say, it is a killing word.

But this situation has changed greatly in just ten years, with battles occurring again and again, the imperial court being defeated again and again, some treaties being signed repeatedly, and Western culture invading on a large scale.

Whatever it is, it must be the best in the West and the cheapest in the East.

Some guys who took refuge in foreigners also began to cut their braids and have short hair.

For this, the imperial court is powerless to pursue it.

However, the concept of two hundred years has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the people who really cut off their braids are still a minority, and there is no one in Wen County, although the man has not seen it, but he has also heard of it, and he looked at it a few times in surprise, but he did not dare to look at it again, after all, the short hair has been related to the foreigner, and the foreigner is expressing trouble.

Yang Qifeng also noticed the difference between the shopkeepers, and he saw a lot of such eyes, and the reason was that braid.

Although this dream world is only in the middle of the Qing Dynasty, the power of the Qing Dynasty has declined extremely much, and it is not as strong as the control of the world in the original history.

Like the Yang family where Yang Qifeng is located, such a Han force.

was able to appear, and the power was not small, and he was not taken down by some Manchu princes and nobles, Yang Qifeng was a little incredible, but after a long time, he also accepted it.

After all, this incomparably chaotic history, all kinds of things that should not exist in history, but they all exist.

This is the world of cinema, not a real world, and you can't look at it with a rigorous eye.

"Is the shopkeeper familiar with Chenjiagou outside Wen County?" Yang Qifeng didn't have those twists and turns, he went straight to the point and asked the man.

"Familiar, how can you not be familiar," the shopkeeper continued with a pale face as usual, answering the words in his mouth; "Like a few masters, eight out of ten people who came to our Wen County from other places inquired about Chenjiagou,"

"I don't know if the masters went to Chenjiagou to learn art or handle other things?"

"If you want to learn art, I advise a few masters not to go, then the Chen family fist in the Chen family ditch is not passed on, it has only been passed on in the local Chen family, and outsiders have no chance to learn," the shopkeeper said.

"What if you go to Chenjiagou to do something? Acquaintances are fine, if they are born, a few masters need to go to the pharmacy in the county to inform them and leave a name,"

"Thank you shopkeeper, but the next time we came to visit friends, the last banquet and Yu Niang met, now passing by Wen County, tomorrow I plan to go to Chenjiagou and Yu Niang to catch up,"

"Yu Niang is the daughter of Chen Changxing, the contemporary head of the Chen family?" The shopkeeper asked.

"Exactly,"