After making an appointment with Lao Huo, Gu Xuan, who was full of wine and food, got up and left the restaurant directly, after all, Lao Huo still had things to deal with, and he couldn't keep getting in the way of others.

After coming out, Gu Xuan put his hands behind his back and began to wander along the street to the front, as a prince, he naturally did not need to participate in the imperial examination, so he did not need to study and practice calligraphy diligently every day, painstakingly figure out the examination questions, or go to participate in some literary meetings where scholars communicated with each other, and at the same time he had no official status, and he did not have to stay in the yamen all day long to deal with official affairs like those court officials, he practiced boxing in Yongle Palace every day as usual, and after exercising according to Professor Gu Cang's method, he would secretly run out of the palace alone to play in this Xicheng District。

Compared with the rules everywhere, if you are not good, you will be scolded by the rod, which will cause everyone in it to become cautious in words and deeds, and the palace with your head bowed and impersonal, as well as the heavily guarded and official image of Dongcheng District, Xicheng District is obviously more down-to-earth and more humane.

Coming and going, the peddlers and pawns who carry the burden on their shoulders, the traders who do small business who shout loudly on the roadside, the scholars from all over the country who come to Beijing to play or rush to take the exam, with a sense of novelty, the cool atmosphere is open, and even some sons and ladies of large families come out to hang out in the company of servants, these people with great professional identities rub shoulders with each other, which is really much more interesting than those places with strict rules in Gu Xuan's eyes.

Liangguo has been peaceful for 20 years, not to mention the secluded, Yan Liangzhou, like Yongzhou, Jiangzhou such a good place, has never been too poisoned by the war, which has led to a lot of people in Liangguo over the years, Liangguo's imperial examination is including the township examination will test the palace test triple jump system, and now still stay in the capital of the foreign scholars, should be waiting for the next year's spring examination people, by the way, also enjoy the scenery of the imperial capital of Liangguo, this is the scenery of the provincial capitals can not be compared.

Gu Xuan looked at these peers with different appearances while walking, and was a little envious, these vigorous reading seeds were talking with their companions, imagining their own bright futures, the officialdom of Liangguo was actually quite clear, with real talent and learning, and if he knew how to be a little bit of a person, he was not afraid of not having a future, and the scholars were self-cultivation and governing the country, especially young people naturally wanted to show their ambitions in the officialdom.

Gu Xuan walked forward slowly like this, he was not in a hurry, there were too many imperfect things in the world, it was rare to have the opportunity to see these beautiful things, it was better to go slower.

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In the Xicheng District of the central capital of Liangguo, as the place where the people live and live, the streets are basically full of all kinds of vendors, these people are from poor backgrounds, and their behavior is naturally not as good as those from large families, which is not to say that the poor are inferior to the rich, but the education received by the two sides since childhood is different, and in all aspects, it is inevitable that there are unexpected and inconsiderate places.

For example, they will discard unused garbage such as some vegetable leaves, fruit peels and other things on the spot, making the whole street extremely dirty, and even the ditches used for drainage on rainy days on the street are blocked by it, even if the imperial court officials have hired special people to clean up, but basically it is useless, so in recent years, under the initiative of Gu Cang, the imperial court has issued a new ordinance, drawing special personnel from Jingzhao Mansion to set up the post of 'supervising the market', which is specially used to drive away small traders and maintain the clean appearance of the entire urban area.

This order is naturally miserable for these hawkers who make a living by setting up stalls and selling, but for those other people who live in Xicheng District, it is more praise than disparagement, after all, who would like to hear a high-pitched cry outside before dawn every day, which is more competent than the rooster at home, and who will happily dress up and step on the rotten vegetable leaves as soon as they go out?

But this is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, and these ordinary people who live at the bottom of the imperial city have seen a lot of dignitaries and dignitaries, and they are somewhat fearless and unruly.

Although he did not dare to openly confront the decree of the imperial court, he still felt that he could not do anything to these so-called 'prison market' in his heart, so a complete set of ventilation and information system was formed among the small traders, which was comparable to the experienced spies in the border army. There's really nothing they can do about these people, you can't just set up a stall on the street, you just beat them up and send them to prison, right?

The prison in the capital was already overcrowded.

After all, this is in the capital, and you must be reasonable and legal in doing things, and you can't mess around.

It's just that later, when Gu Cang's handmaid Xiaolu suddenly came to inspect, she looked at the dirty street in front of her, frowned, and then deliberately said this in front of a group of people with a bitter face Jing Zhaoyin, and then the personnel in the supervision of the city were directly replaced by a group of local ruffians and bullies.

After that, even if the small traders in Xicheng District fell into the sea of suffering, they lived a miserable life every day, these ruffian bullies, in the name of the imperial court, on weekdays these small traders are extortion, beating and scolding at every turn, that is to do everything, the upper people came to inspect, they were notified in advance to pack up and hide, no one came, they were allowed to set up stalls freely, and for this livelihood, for this way of life, they also had to succumb to these hateful hooligans.

Wang Tianlun, who lives on Nansha Street, is such a person. In fact, his background is not bad, at least half of the scholarly family, but since he was a child, he likes to cheat, he doesn't learn and has no skills, and now he is in his twenties, and he has no fame, and he knows that he has money to mess with friends all day long, and then he can't help the urging of his family, and after the persuasion of some fox friends and dog friends, he took the initiative to go to the government to apply, and after handing over some silver, he got this errand, and the family saw that he was also on an errand in the yamen, so he didn't say much, and he came.

This Wang Tianlun had to sleep until noon every day before he woke up, got up in a daze, stretched his waist, washed up under the service of the maid at home, rubbed the oil, drank some gruel, casually put on a piece of clothing and went out directly, and then began to inspect the street under his jurisdiction.

"This pear is good. Wang Tianlun walked with the pace of the outer figure, the waist was not straight, the eyebrows were crooked, and it looked extraordinarily obscene, when passing by, he directly reached out and grabbed a swarthy frozen pear from the stall next to him, and then opened his mouth and gnawed on it, the young man had good teeth, and as soon as he used his strength, he directly bit off a large piece of frozen pear, and then chewed it crunched in his mouth.

There was a swarthy middle-aged man standing behind the stall with skin similar to the frozen pear, seeing Wang Tianlun gnawing on the pear one by one, with a cautious and cramped smile on his whole face, the two hands full of frostbite kept rubbing, nodded and said: "Lord Wang knows the goods, these are freshly frozen pears, but they are crispy." ”

Wang Tianlun nodded lightly indifferently, and said, "Well, not bad, give me three catties, let my old man taste it." ”

"Yes, yes, adults like it. ”

This middle-aged man is a little person who is crawling in the market, he has seen this kind of thing, he has experienced a lot, he knows the consequences, where do he dare to say anything, although it hurts a little, but he still weighed three catties of frozen pears for Wang Tianlun, and then wrapped it in a piece of brown paper, bent over, and respectfully handed it over, this is the 'tax' he has to pay every day to set up a stall here, which annoys the person in front of him, and he doesn't have to do business in the future.

This is the sadness of the people who live at the bottom, there is no way to accept it, the common people are like this, as long as they can still eat a full bite of food, they can still live, they will not think about anything else, even if they live helplessly, no matter how humble they live, even if they are low to the soil, even if they are like a lowly dust, but as long as they can still live, they will not think about the opposite, after all, the world is big, it is better to live the biggest, and the change of dynasties is nothing more than the greed of the people at the top to the point that they don't even give a full meal to the people below.

The other party handed it out, Wang Tianlun reached out and took it, weighed it lightly, estimated it, nodded with satisfaction, and then walked forward without looking to the side.

In a blink of an eye, I came to a small noodle stall again, next to a large iron pot, the stove under the bottom spewed out sparks, the bottom of the pot was burned hot, when the milky white soup was boiling, you could see the looming lamb leg bones inside, and the whole small noodle stall was facing all around exuding a wonderful fragrance that could arouse the worms in the human stomach.

When Wang Tianlun passed by, his nose couldn't help twitching, and suddenly the rich aroma of meat poured into his nasal cavity, and his stomach suddenly screamed angrily, remembering that he drank some gruel in the morning, and he didn't leave at the moment, so he sat directly in front of the stall, put the frozen pear wrapped in oil paper in his hand on the table, half-squatted on the pony, and said to the man who was trying to knead the dough behind: "It just so happens that I haven't eaten yet, so I will bring me a bowl of mutton noodle soup, add more meat, and ask you less!"

"Okay! Absolutely let Lord Wang eat enough!"

It's not the first time that this man with tendon meat has been rubbed by this Wang Tianlun, but people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and then it's just a bowl of noodles, a little meat, and they can't lose too much, so he picked up a big iron spoon and scooped a bowl of milky mutton soup from the pot to Wang Tianlun, grinning: "Lord Wang, it's cold, let's drink soup to warm up your body first." ”

Wang Tianlun raised his head and glanced at the other party, pulled the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "You are sensible." ”

On this cold day, he was not polite, he didn't care about the heat, he drank slowly along the edge of the bowl, and a warm current suddenly went down his mouth and into his body, and immediately warmed his whole body.

A bowl of mutton soup in winter is really more useful than anything else.

The noodle stall owner also started to go down at this time, Wang Tianlun was idle, and while squatting on this low stool and waiting, he looked around the whole street.

Suddenly, an old woman in a thick cotton jacket caught his eye.