"This Bianjing is indeed prosperous." When Daoist Zuo saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh just like me. "But it's really too open and casual."

"Look! The boat was about to crash into the Hongqiao. Su'er suddenly shouted.

Hongqiao is the only bridge in the "Qingming Riverside Picture", the ancient poem Zeng Yun Hongqiao shadow falling in the waves, it is the most dense place in the whole painting, I fixed my eyes, at this time across the bridge between the east and west gathered countless people, they shouted loudly towards a cargo ship on the water. And on the noisy water, as Su'er said, the mast of a ship was not put away in time, and it was about to crash into the Hongqiao, which was made of hard stone, and the collision of a cargo ship with it was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

The slender man on the boat found this problem, and hurriedly took out a bamboo pole and pressed against the inclined beam under the arch bridge, and the people next to him also grabbed the bamboo pole.

I thought that a crisis had been resolved, but those people on the bridge suddenly shouted anxiously, and I took a closer look, and it turned out that because of the sudden deceleration of the cargo ship just now, a small pleasure boat behind it could not stop the car and was about to collide with him, which was a "rear-end collision" that was about to erupt. And unlike just now, in this crowded river, the cargo ships have nowhere to avoid, and all they can do is cry helplessly. In fact, the crisis is far more than just these two ships, once they collide, the waters under the rainbow bridge will be blocked, more and more ships will stop here, and more and more accidents will break out.

"Oh my God!" The difference between the two ships is a fraction of a second, and the prelude to the catastrophe has already been heard.

"Up!" I heard a whisper beside me, and a black light slipped in front of my eyes and fell towards the bridge.

In the blink of an eye, Daoist Zuo was already standing on the white marble handrail by the Hongqiao, his black clothes fluttering in the wind, holding his ancient book in his hand, chanting an incomprehensible spell in his mouth, and his eyes radiated yellow light.

Under the Hongqiao, a huge wave of water was born between the two ships, condensing into a wall of water, separating the two ships. Then the wall of water turned into a palm and pushed the cargo ship through the bridge from back to front.

"Close!" Qing Shui's condensed palm suddenly lost its strength and fell into the Bianhe River, stirring up a huge wave of water. Wet the pedestrians watching around.

Whether it was the people on the bridge or the people on the boat, they all screamed again and again, and then they all looked at the left chief with slightly surprised eyes. But they could no longer find the figure of the Zuo Dao Chief, because a black light slipped again, and the Zuo Dao Chang had returned to us.

He gently closed the ancient book, and then put it into his backpack without saying a word, his expression as indifferent.

"Wow! Big brother, this weirdo is really powerful, he can use so many spells. Su'er whispered in my ear. Big brother, if he bullies me again, you must protect me, otherwise I will really be beaten to death. ”

"Su'er...... Now the Taoist and you are of the same mind, he will not only not bully you, but also protect you. ”

The man of the Republic of China was obviously even more surprised than us, he looked at Zuo Daochang carefully over and over again, and then said hesitantly. "You...... You're so powerful, you're a Taoist? ”

Daoist Zuo's ordinary outfit and decadent and messy hairstyle are indeed difficult to connect with the Taoist, and the sudden appearance of this spell will naturally make people unacceptable for a while. And I think Zuo Daochang has not really cast his own spells in the real world because of the large number of people, but now that he is in this painting realm, he naturally has nothing to take care of, and all kinds of spells are cast, which is dazzling.

"Can't you hear my friend calling me Daoist all the time?" Zuo Daochang replied with an expressionless face.

"Great, great." The man suddenly cheered, his face greatly excited. "With you, our chances of escaping are one more point, and I'll take you to that place now."

His pace became faster and faster, and soon we passed by the Hongqiao, and as the city gate got closer and closer, there were more and more vendors on the road, and the Song Dynasty was a dynasty where you could set up almost any stall at will, before that, China's cities were all arranged in a lifang-style layout, dividing the whole city into a number of closed "li" as residential areas, and commerce and handicrafts were limited to a number of "cities" that were opened and closed at regular intervals. The palaces and offices of the rulers occupied the most advantageous position in the city and were protected by walls. "Li" and "City" are surrounded by high walls, set up the Li Gate and the City Gate, managed by officials and city orders, and the business districts are confined to small areas one by one, and there are strict controls on the operating hours, which shows that the merchants at that time were really not mixed. After arriving in the Northern Song Dynasty, the Lifang system collapsed, the high walls were torn down, and everyone could set up stalls at will, and for a time the shops along the street flooded.

This institutional reform was a sign of true prosperity in the Song Dynasty and had a profound impact on later generations.

From Hongqiao to Suzaku Gate, there are dozens of restaurants large and small along the way, all of which are family workshops, with a simple appearance but a thriving business. Walking to the very center, a burst of tempting aroma of vegetables comes to your face.

"Su'er, do you want to eat here?"

Su'er shook her head uninterestedly. "It's dirty and bad here, so I don't eat here. I'm going to the city for a delicious meal. ”

Her words are understandable, the Suzaku Gate is like a barrier, and the landscape we see outside is just a bits and pieces of prosperity. As soon as I entered the Vermilion Bird Gate, I was instantly stunned by the prosperity in front of me, the scene in front of me was really crowded, I think Beijing's Xidan Sanlitun can also be mentioned with it, modern shops, no matter what, also exist in their own independent shops, but the shops in Bianjing in the Northern Song Dynasty, almost all of them are wide open, coupled with the light and transparent characteristics of ancient Chinese architecture, standing on the street, the furnishings in the store are almost unobstructed. This is simply a bustling commercial street, the whole street can really be said to have everything from all walks of life, there are money houses that exchange money, there are hook bars that are performing operas, there are clay people who make children happy, of course, there are all kinds of different kinds of snacks, all kinds of aromas alternate together, it is really a different kind of enjoyment, the old white carp baked noodles that Su'er said is really in front of an alley with stalls, around the carp baked noodles, almond cakes, xiaolongbao, all kinds of Bianjing delicacies are in full view, shouting and selling endlessly.

Su Er happily ran forward alone, then looked east and west, and snatched it mercilessly when she saw it, and those vendors did not stop her, but laughed happily at her. In a few moments, her hands were stuffed with all kinds of food.

"Big brother, come and eat, you don't need money here." She ran around happily, and had long since become one with the bustling street.