Seeing that it is about to arrive at the Yuan capital, many people know that the current capital is built from the original site of the Yuan capital, Zhu Di said that the fief of Queen Yan is the capital, and later after the transformation of the old site of the Yuan capital, it became the later Yanjing City, and then moved the capital from Nanjing to Yanjing, which has become the current capital.

But after all, it is different, people still know the capital of the Ming Dynasty, but the real Yuan Dadu is careless, Muyang also has such a thought, so he wants to appreciate the style of the Yuan Dynasty.

Is there any Yuan Qinghua, the old expensive said. It's just that Muyang is useless to get it, after all, it lacks the precipitation of the age, but the feeling of being able to see the original is also very refreshing.

Dongcheng is the government office, the aristocratic concentration of the place, there are many commercial markets, Getai tavern, rice shop, silk shop, leather hat shop, gold and silver shop, iron shop are all concentrated here.

Xicheng is mostly a camel market, a sheep market, a cattle market, a mule and horse market, etc.

Nancheng is mainly a car dealership, a fruit market, a vegetable market, a grass market, a poor man's market and so on.

Muyang came to Dongcheng and saw a richly decorated restaurant, raised his legs and walked inside, ready to taste the food of the Yuan Dynasty now, but he didn't know that a big man suddenly appeared and stopped in front of Muyang.

"Han, get out, this is not where you can enter." The big man stared at Mu Yang viciously condescendingly.

Mu Yang was stunned, he had never received this kind of treatment, and he was not allowed to enter, Mu Yang's face was cold, and he also looked at this guy with slightly yellow hair, slightly blue eyes, and half of his upper body exposed.

"Look at it, do you think you want to ignore the rules with a broken sword, the third and fourth people are not allowed to enter here. Han Chinese, get out of the way. Dahan yelled again.

"Three or four people?" Muyang was stunned. Suddenly remembered the hierarchy of the Yuan Dynasty.

Mongols of the first class, people of the second class. The third-class Han people, the fourth-class Nan people, the so-called Nan people are the Han people and some minority people in the guide.

Mu Yang clutched the sword in his hand, and really wanted to pull out a sword and stab this guy to death, but Mu Yang held back, this is the sadness of an era, not something that can be changed by himself, if you want to change this inequality, only the Han people can achieve it when they become stronger.

Muyang looked at the plaque. Got out of here.

In a restaurant opened by Han people, Muyang asked for a few dishes to eat with peace of mind, he traveled all the way, and saw too many things about Han people being oppressed and treated unfairly, but the anger accumulated in his heart could not be vented, which made him feel a little unhappy.

"Brother, you have been sending grain and vegetables to Wan'an Temple recently, and your business is good." Two people at the other table were eating and chatting.

"It's all demanded by the Mongols. I didn't dare not give it, but the money I gave was too little, and I couldn't make any money at all. ”

"Why do they want so much food, the monks can't use it."

"What monks use. The monks there were driven to a side hall, and the rest of the places were requisitioned by the Mongols. ”

"What did the Mongols requisition temples for?"

"Hold the nuns."

"Haha, brother, you're joking. Although Buddhism is one family in the world, it can't let monks live together. ”

"Didn't joke with you. Not only monks, but also many others. I'm telling you, don't spread the word. Speaking of this, the voice of the person who spoke was much quieter, but Muyang had internal strength in his body, and his ear power was good, so that he could hear clearly.

"I heard from those guards, they are all figures from the Jianghu martial arts gang that they have arrested, and they are all big shots, and there are no less than a thousand people imprisoned in the entire Wan'an Temple, maybe more."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, and it's said that the county lord sent someone to arrest him."

"Ah, brother, let's not talk about this, just don't know, drink and drink."

The two of them chatted until the end, and they were scared, so they quickly changed the topic.

Hearing this, Muyang's heart sank, and it seemed that the people of the six major factions had been arrested in Wan'an Temple. According to the original plot, after the six major factions besieged Guangmingding, Zhao Min intercepted and killed them halfway, captured the people of the six major factions, and then brought them back and imprisoned them in Wan'an Temple.

According to the statistics of later generations of good deeds, there are now hundreds of people in Wan'an Temple, and nearly 1,000 people in Shaolin Temple were arrested later, so there will definitely be no fewer people in Wan'an Temple now.

It seems that after he left, a lot of things happened to the six major factions.

What to do, save people? It's a must.

Even if there is no task for Zhou Zhiruo, as a disciple of Wudang, how can he not watch Song Yuanqiao and others fall into embarrassment.

After inquiring about the location of Wan'an Temple, Muyang plans to investigate it tonight.

At night, a restaurant in Dadu suddenly caught fire, and the fire spread quickly, causing even the surrounding facades to be burned, and many soldiers in the city were led over.

Muyang left from the vicinity of the fire, and then came to the periphery of Wan'an Temple in the dark.

Looking at the low wall, Muyang was short, jumped on the wall, looked around, and found that the temple was extremely vast, and there were lights in some places, but more places were pitch black.

By the way, according to the description of the novel, those important people of the six major factions were all locked up on the high tower of Wan'an Temple, Muyang took a look and found that there was indeed a thirteen-story pagoda in Wan'an Temple, fifty or sixty meters high, even in this Yuan capital, it is a very tall building.

Muyang landed lightly and headed towards the tower.

When I walked near the tower, I found that it was heavily guarded, and there were no less than 100 Mongolian soldiers under the tower, but it was not easy to enter.

Muyang had to go back and think of another way.

It seems that he needs to transform in, but who to look for, Mu Yang looked at the surrounding places where the lights were on, and tried his luck first, but he really couldn't come again.

Muyang found a room, gently scratched the window paper with his fingers, and secretly glanced in his eyes, but found that there was a man and a woman in the room doing the things of the man and woman, the man was not young, the woman was very petite, and she kept shouting Lu Weng in her mouth.

Mu Yang thought about it carefully, this could not be the lustful deer sticker, this person is extremely skilled, it is better not to alarm him. Mu Yang quietly retreated, but remembered the house.

Looking for another place, I found that the room was very lively, but a few people were playing with dice, and I didn't want to be ordinary soldiers to see my identity, "Mokopas, your luck is really stinky today, didn't you wash your hands when you went to the toilet just now?" ”

"Fart, Wen Wo'er, you were killed by Lao Tzu yesterday, what are you angry about today."

"I'm not convinced."

"Bet, bet." The people next to him also coaxed.

Mu Yang saw that there were many people inside, and originally wanted to leave, but suddenly heard someone speak, "I'll go and relieve myself, if I don't come here, I'll count it down." ”

"Black Forest Bowl, you can be careful, you must wash your hands before you come back."

"Hahahaha"

After a while, a man came out of the room, walked to the side path, passed through a moon gate, and inside was a courtyard, where the latrine was.

Muyang quietly followed. (To be continued.) )