Having seen the bustle of a modern metropolis, it is difficult to marvel at the big cities in the stage of low productivity.

But Zhang Xuezhou was still impressed by Chang'an City.

There are many, many ingenious handicrafts in this city.

It's a huge city built entirely on people, and every bit of it is ingenious.

This even includes the mud-brick and bluestone walls, which are carved with different human figures, chariots, horses, and texts, as if telling a story.

The thick city walls firmly envelop the entire city, and also bring the hearts of the people who stabilize the town.

In Chang'an City, the flow of people shuttling through is like ants moving, and the scale is at least dozens of times more than that of Rongcheng.

This is an extremely frightening number.

It was the first time Zhang Xuezhou had seen so many people in this world.

The constant flow of people also made the security at the tower of Chang'an City appear to be strict, and there were as many as hundreds of guards to check the 'festival'.

Hearing Zhang Qian mention that there are twelve city gates in Chang'an City, and the city gate they are passing through is only one of them, which makes Zhang Xuezhou can't help but sigh.

"Our Han Dynasty is so prosperous, and the logistics supply is endless, given time, it will be difficult for the fierce country to hold on!"

"Fighting a war is not entirely about supplies!"

Zhang Qian reluctantly replied with a smile.

He handed over the passage of the 'section', but the guards who inspected the 'festival' gave no guidance.

According to the normal process, he sent the carrier pigeon in advance, and Jing Zhaoyin in Chang'an City would have a preset arrangement even if he was busy.

And now it is for him to pass through Chang'an City freely to run errands, or Zhang Qian missed the date, or Jing Zhaoyin didn't take their carrier pigeon to deliver information seriously.

Zhang Qian doesn't know what kind of situation he is encountering now.

He placed the horse in the stable, and then had to lead Zhang Xuezhou into Chang'an City.

"Shall we go directly to Jingzhaoyi Mansion?"

Hearing Zhang Qian's description of the troubles, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but ask.

He didn't want to come to Chang'an City, but seeing that Zhang Qian couldn't do anything, he only felt a slight joy in his heart.

"Jing Zhaoyi's mansion can't go in directly, I have to go to the worship post first, and after passing the message, Jing Zhaoyi thinks that he needs to see me, so he will let him come and summon me" Zhang Qian said helplessly: "It will take at least three days to hand over the sign to Jing Zhaoyi to check, we can only wait first!" ”

"Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry" Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand and said: "You have arranged for someone to take over my translation, and the owner of the business group will trade with us for at least two months, and I can afford to wait." ”

"But I can't afford to wait" Zhang Qian said wistfully: "Without the government's arrangement, I have to pay for the hotel privately, and I will have to spend at least a month in Chang'an City for three days!" ”

"The prices in Chang'an City are really high!"

Zhang Xuezhou sighed.

At the moment, he doesn't need to pay, Zhang Xuezhou doesn't have any psychological pressure.

But the high prices in Chang'an City made it unbearable for officers like Zhang Qian, which made Zhang Xuezhou sigh that life in the city was not easy.

He even lamented the level of the Western Military Region.

At the beginning, when he heard Yisheng recommend the military region, Zhang Xuezhou thought that the military region was a good place to get ahead, but seeing Zhang Qian's embarrassment, he immediately faded the idea of developing the military region.

Zhang Qian, as a general with a high title, looked shabby when he came to Chang'an City, let alone the big soldiers.

At this time, Zhang Xuezhou understood why Zhang Chong, who had been a big soldier for more than ten years, failed to make him a rich second generation.

According to the level of treatment in the military region, it is a bit difficult to make a fortune.

This is still the case with making a fortune, and the cultivation that is more difficult than making a fortune is bound to be even worse.

The reason for the military region's talent production is more due to the huge population base, and when there are more people, there are always some people who are up-and-coming, and this has also given rise to the false impression that the military region has as many talented people as dogs, and everyone can change their destiny by serving as soldiers.

Zhang Xuezhou was still frightened at the beginning, believing that the development of the military region was very good.

By the time his knowledge grew, he was able to make a certain distinction.

Even Zhang Xuezhou is now involuntarily cold, but compared with many people, his conditions are already extremely superior.

At least Zhang Xuezhou's current cultivation conditions are no different from those of the four princes of the Fierce Kingdom, Wuchao, and what he has gained far exceeds that of officers like Zhang Qian.

He pondered it, only to realize that he had almost reached the top before he knew it.

He has nothing to find fault with now except for his life.

Walking out of the small mountain village of Zhangjiazhuang, Zhang Xuezhou's route seemed to be bumpy, but he directly completed many routes that were only possible for several years, more than ten years, or even half a lifetime.

Just by obtaining the law of entry, he was at least three or five years ahead of Zhang Changgong and Zhang Cigong's plans.

And stepping into the holy land to practice, this is a backdoor among the thousands of young people in the murderous country, directly occupying one of the positions of the three candidates.

The things he didn't think of in the past actually spanned too many people's family backgrounds and efforts, and they were no different from the top ones.

Zhang Xuezhou previously thought that King Jin Toad had cultivated him extensively, but now that he thinks about it, King Jin Toad's approach is already quite kind.

It's just that Zhang Xuezhou met someone unladylike and met a teacher who likes to kill students, otherwise Zhang Xuezhou's life in the Holy Land would be very comfortable.

He and Zhang Qian came to Chang'an City and compared them again, only to find that their opportunities and opportunities were already against the sky.

This made Zhang Xuezhou feel a lot more comfortable, and felt that mixing with Wuchao was not necessarily a dead end.

He put his mind down and ran around with Zhang Qian, trying his best to get over this troublesome thing on his body.

On the first day of staying at the inn, Zhang Qian talked and laughed.

On the second day of staying at the inn, Zhang Qian had no heart to speak, and kept walking back and forth in the inn.

On the third day of staying at the inn, Zhang Qian couldn't help but leave the inn and took Zhang Xuezhou to the outside of Jingzhaoyi Mansion.

Unfortunately, Kyungjo Yi is not a place that anyone can enter.

There is only one Jingzhaoyi Mansion in the huge Chang'an City, which governs the huge capital and the surrounding areas, and it is impossible for people to enter and exit at will like the Rongcheng Yamen.

The province covers a vast area, with eight districts and 64 official affairs, all of which are subject to regulations.

The sign handed over by Zhang Qian led to the military headquarters of Jingzhaoyi Mansion, but there was still no response, that is, he couldn't even enter the door.

Or the brand was pressed too back, or there were too many people involved in the Yin and Yang family recently, and Jingzhaoyi Mansion did not pay enough attention to his report.

The time dragged on to the third day, and Zhang Qian had not yet been interviewed.

"Bureaucracy is too prevalent!"

Zhang Qian pointed to Jingzhaoyi Mansion and said with great hatred.

By the fourth day of the inn, Zhang Qian's face had darkened.

On the fifth day, Zhang Qian had already begun to sell some valuable things on his body.

"We can't wait any longer!"

On the sixth day of the inn, Zhang Qian pulled Zhang Xuezhou.

"What's the matter? Are we going back to Yanmen? Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"Brother, you have to guarantee that you have indeed learned the art of cultivation with Xuan Bugui," Zhang Qian said with a painful face.

"Yes, I learned a copy of the "Yin and Yang Great Compassion Nine Heavenly Mantra", and the inheritance originates from the nine-foot Dao Chief, this can't be wrong!"

Zhang Xuezhou patted his chest, and the confidence of the guarantee made Zhang Qian feel a lot more at ease.

"Jingzhaoyi Mansion probably mistook my brand," Zhang Qian said in a deep voice: "If we don't go back to Yanmen Pass directly, we only have one way out!" ”

originally wanted to use Zhang Xuezhou's invitation to get promoted to the official position of the military region, and even stepped into the imperial court, but Zhang Qian found that he was thinking too much.

A petty officer like him is a small officer, and the Jingzhao Yi Mansion doesn't take him seriously at all.

He hasn't earned a single cent of the reward now, but he has been on the road for two months.

Zhang Qian felt that it would not work like this.

Saddened, he set his sights on the Imperial City area.

Jing Zhaoyi's affairs were not handled, and Zhang Qian had to bypass this functional department and ask for help from a higher department.

He couldn't even enter the Jingzhaoyi Mansion, let alone enter and leave the palace to see Emperor Jing.

Zhang Qian set his sights on the rumored prince who was sympathetic to the people's feelings.