The two sides of the towering city wall cannot be seen, and the ancient cities built in the tourist attractions in Huamian's impression are far away, and the real city gives people a solemn sense of stability from the momentum.

Looking at the huge stone plaque [Yuancheng] on the city gate, I can't help but sigh that in this era without mechanization, it is quite a great project to complete such a large city by relying on the shoulders of workers, and it is also necessary to maintain the operation of such a city.

Just when Huamian was thinking wildly, the carriage slowly drove into the city gate, the wind passed through the city gate hole, the bell hanging on the carriage made a rhythmic sound of "bell ~ bell ~ bell ~", and the horse's hooves stepped on the bluestone road "Da ~ Da ~ Da " sound, attracting the eyes of the passers-by, seeing the lantern with the word "Sikong" hanging in the carriage, and the Sikong Xiao riding on the good horse on one side, passers-by have given up the position in the center of the road to facilitate the passage of the carriage.

As soon as the carriage entered the city, the soldiers defending the city, who had already had good things, went to Sikong Mansion to report the news first.

Hua Mian sat on the window of the carriage and looked at the magnificent ancient city in front of him, the roads in the city are paved with stone slabs, straight and smooth, looking along the main road, the main layout of this city has the charm of Chang'an City in the Tang Dynasty, the symmetrical architectural style of the buildings on both sides of the street, the specifications of the square market on the east and west sides, like the Chang'an City of the Tang Dynasty seen in the documentary before, the whole city takes a street as the central axis, symmetrical and blends with each other, criss-crossed, shops on both sides, hanging all kinds of goods, The pedestrians who walked by in twos and threes were neatly dressed and had kind expressions, and it could be seen that this was a city where the people could live in peace.

Along the way of the carriage, occasionally some people cast curious glances at Hua Mian, or the lantern of Sikong Mansion on the carriage worked, and no one showed a pointing attitude, and even some girls handed flowers and fruits to Sikong Xiao, unabashedly showing their admiration for him.

This kind of crazy behavior is shocking to Shanghuamian, aren't the ancient people very conservative? The bold act of a young girl offering flowers to a man on the street was thought to be only in the description of the new language of the world.

As soon as the carriage turned into a street off the main street, several men dressed as guards ran up.

"Young Master Xiao, you're back, the third master said yesterday that if you don't come back, I'm going to send someone to invite you back," a man dressed as a steward said as he stepped forward to lead Sikong Xiao's horse.

"Who is the young lady in the car?" Holding the reins of the horse, he asked casually when he saw Hua Mian looking out of the car window.

"This girl is a homeless person who is alone outside, and she brought her back after helping a little, you take her to see Aunt Juan and find her a job in the house"

"Did the third brother say that he was in such a hurry to call me back, what happened 'outside'?"

"I don't know about this subordinate, but the third master called the seventh master back."

"Seventh Brother is back? I'll go straight over, you take her to the backyard, and the things in the car will be delivered to my yard first."

After turning into this street, the carriage walked for about twenty minutes, and the courtyard wall on one side was continuous, Hua Mian couldn't help but sigh that he had met a local tyrant, and even the width of the small door on the side was enough to drive into the two carriages side by side.

After entering the house for some time, the carriage stopped in front of a courtyard, and the steward went into a room, and in a moment brought out a neatly dressed woman, about fifty years of age.

The woman walked up to Hua Mian and nodded at the steward, "You go back to Young Master Xiao, I received the person, and I will arrange it properly."

Watching the steward leave in the carriage and sensing the observing gaze of the woman opposite, Hua Mian smiled a little awkwardly.