The carriage entered the Chongxin Gate and headed for the west of the city.

In the carriage, Wu Qiong sat opposite Huang Wolf next to the door, looking at the new clothes on her body that didn't fit very well, she always felt that it was not true, even if she dreamed, she never thought that there would be such a day.

The commercial service industry of the Great Song Dynasty is really in place, Huang Zhi led Wu Qiong, who was worse than a beggar, into Nantumen City, and came out in less than two quarters of an hour, and it was already completely new, just like a different person.

Zhao Mengqi looked at him with interest, the skeleton was very large, the hands and feet were long, there were not a few taels of flesh, and the new robe looked empty when hung on his body.

Although the 'scrubbing' is clean, the excessively thin face is still as colored as a copper basin, and the eyes are clean and translucent.

Seeing him sitting in this luxurious carriage, he seemed very unaccustomed, but he was not too cramped and uneasy.

But he's a pure person, maybe he's only interested in food.

Zhao Mengqi thought of the way he was going to eat when he was killed, and couldn't help laughing, "You said that you can eat very well, how can you eat?" ”

"How can you eat it? I can't tell, but for as long as I can remember, I've never had enough. Wu Qiong said, suddenly a little shy, "But don't worry, you can usually give me a half-full meal to become a ......."

"Hahaha, is this going to worry about me?"

"I just figured it out, Yanai is definitely not a bad person, except for a bad life, there is nothing worth Yanei's plot, a half-sized boy like me is the most worthless in the market, and I can buy at least five out of ten dollars."

"It's good to let you eat every meal, but it's easy for me, but it's hard to say whether you will be a blessing or a curse in the future."

Speaking of this, Wu Qiong didn't seem to care, "As long as he can eat enough, it doesn't matter what he will do in the future, yes, I don't know how Yanai plans to make him small?" ”

"There's nothing for you to do for the time being, so be my companion."

"But the scholar?" Wu Qiong actually had some longing, "That's good, then I can read some books." ”

Zhao Mengqi shook his head, "Then you will be disappointed, the place where I study is not accessible to ordinary people, and I may not have much time to study in the future." ”

As a place for the imperial crown prince to be taught, the rules of Zishantang are naturally larger, and he remembers the appearance of the original lord in class, and every time he has to sit upright and listen attentively.

Speaking of which, after I came, I haven't been there until now, and I heard Lao Zhao say that there are already ministers who have played and want to resume classes for him as soon as possible.

"Huh? If you don't study, that's a pity......" Wu Qiong looked regretful, as if she had eaten several steamed buns less.

Huang You, who was sitting opposite, looked at him with a smile, "It's been so long, haven't you thought to ask what the identity of the Yanai is?" ”

"Do you need to ask? There are not many carts that can be pulled by two horses, and there are not many in the entire Great Song Dynasty, either the princes and nobles, or the ministers. Wu Qiong's face was determined, as if she had already seen through everything.

"Are you guessing right or not...... Huang Zhi said slowly, "Our family Langjun, in fact, is not a Yanei, but the prince of the Great Song Dynasty, His Royal Highness the King of Zhong!" ”

"What!?" Wu Qiong was so shocked that her jaw fell to the ground, and her tongue became bigger, "Loyalty... Loyalty... Loyal to the king? ”

Zhao Mengqi thought that this guy would be covered by a quilt when the sky fell, so he couldn't help but pick him up, "What?" Isn't it like? ”

Wu Qiong stared at Zhao Mengqi up and down, looking left and right, it was very rude, Huang Zhi wanted to scold, but was stopped by the master's eyes.

After studying for a long time, Wu Qiong scratched her face, "This doesn't look stupid, how can it be a stupid king......"

"Presumptuous, insulting the prince is a great crime of disrespect!" Huang Yu couldn't help it.

"Ahh

Zhao Mengqi waved his hand, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Don't be serious, he just said it unintentionally, not to mention, don't many people call it that behind their backs." ”

"Sooner or later, I'll break their mouths......" Huang Zhi looked indignant.

Wu Qiong actually believed it, because there was no need for people to lie to him, and his face rose apologetically, "Your Highness, it's a little rude." ”

However, there is still a lot of curiosity in his eyes, "Why do the rumors say that you ...... Just like a three-year-old child, he can't even speak clearly, they all say that if you become an official, this Song Dynasty will come to an end... This is not what I said, I have heard many scholars and gentlemen say so...... Oh, I know, there must be a rumor! ”

"It's not a rumor, after all, it was the truth before." Zhao Mengqi didn't care.

At this time, Wu Qiong suddenly thought of something, and was so frightened that she covered her crotch, "Ahhh Isn't that little one going to enter the palace with you? Isn't that about cutting off the chicks? How can this work? ”

Zhao Mengqi didn't speak, just looked at him playfully.

Wu Qiong's expression changed constantly, sometimes solemn, sometimes struggling, but it didn't last long, and finally gritted her teeth and made a choice between eating saturated and being a man, "Cut it...... it" breathed a sigh of relief, and her face was full of sadness.

"Entering the palace to be a little yellow door, that is also a slave, since I promised you, I will naturally not let you be a slave, don't worry, your chick can be kept."

Zhao Mengqi stopped teasing him, gave him a reassurance, and after speaking, he lifted the curtain and looked at the street outside the window.

Lin'an has always been rainy and damp, and there are more waters, and the streets and paths are basically paved with stone slabs, and the horses' hooves are stepping on them, clattering, and there is a unique rhythm.

As soon as the pedestrians on the street heard this sound, they immediately consciously avoided it, but fortunately, the royal street was quite wide and did not cause any disturbance.

The Great Song Dynasty lacked horses, and after the southern crossing, it was even more scarce, and the horses that could be used daily were very rare, just like the Rolls-Royce of later generations.

Ordinary people, even most officials, used carts pulled by donkeys or oxen, and sedan chairs became common.

In the past, many scholars and doctors thought that the sedan chair was to replace animals with people, which was inhumane and generally would not be used, but now it is difficult to insist on not using it, after all, people with status can not travel on two legs like civilians.

Inside the car, Huang Di whispered to Wu Qiong to teach some rules, while Zhao Mengqi lazily leaned on the soft lean, immersed in the Qingming Riverside map outside the window.

In later generations, the city is still one of the few big cities in the world, but under the accelerating pace of life, pedestrians on the road are often like buttocks on fire, walking in a hurry, hurrying around, running hard for car loans, housing loans, and wife loans, and dare not stop for a while.

He used to be one of them, busy every day, but couldn't find the meaning of life, and occasionally when he took a breath, he would fantasize, maybe he would return to the ancient times of 'picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and leisurely seeing Nanshan', or 'the willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk'.

Now the wish has come true, but unfortunately the timing is a little wrong, it is actually the 'weak Song' that everyone criticizes, and it is still before the dying of the dynasty.