Xianyang City covers an extremely vast area, with more than 300 miles of continuous pressure.

The pavilions and pavilions in it, thousands of households, several wide avenues traverse the four directions, and are connected by the double road and the Yongdao, the pedestrians are densely packed and endless, walking in it, you can feel the unique atmosphere of this era.

The traffic is busy, and the weather is thousands...... Zhao Jia stood in the crowd, looking at the lively scene in front of him, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of emotion in his heart.

A king is like a microcosm of a country.

All strong countries must have prosperous kings, and merchants from all countries are willing to go to do business, while weak countries are bound to be rampant with thieves and chaotic rules, and people from other countries are unwilling to go, and over time, the national strength will naturally be weaker, until they perish.

One of the most typical cases is South Korea.

In the original book, the Jade Tiger, one of the four fierce generals at night, in order to make huge profits, directly burned the seedlings with lime, so as to force the price of grain to rise, and the villagers had no harvest, so they could only choose to sell the field, and he could take the opportunity to collect the field, sublease it to the farmers to farm for it, and after some operation, without capital, he made a lot of money.

As for the villagers below...... In troubled times, the cheapest thing is human life.

When the rules are messed up, everything is messed up.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in other countries, but it is not as unscrupulous and ugly as the Jade Tiger, but it is understandable that there are still many things that can be smoked in South Korea?

Zhao Jia walked on the street with two guards of Xianyang Palace, and naturally attracted the attention of many people along the way, most of whom recognized the armor style of the guards of Xianyang Palace, and gave way, while whispering and discussing Zhao Jia's identity.

can be protected by the guards of Xianyang Palace, with such gorgeous clothes and extraordinary temperament, it must be either rich or expensive.

Many well-intentioned people even secretly recorded Zhao Jia's appearance.

This treatment is comparable to that of a star...... The corners of Zhao Jia's mouth twitched, quite speechless, he personally likes to be low-key, but now that he has sent the rest of the people, he has become a proton of the Qin State, and there are Qin State guards staring at him when he travels, which feels like being in prison.

The only difference is that the two guards don't interfere with what he does, they are only responsible for monitoring and protecting.

But that meant he lost his freedom.

As a modern person, who likes to live under surveillance all day long.

Watching the surveillance and being monitored are completely different moods and feelings.

The good thing is that it's not 24 hours a day...... Zhao Jia sighed lightly in his heart, he originally planned to find the Mo family's stronghold, see if he could contact the Mo family's people, and get some useful information from the other party, but he never thought that there would be two ghosts behind him, so he had to consider giving up the original plan.

He doesn't want to expose his relationship with the Mo family at the moment.

In the original work, there seems to be a lot of contradictions between the Yin and Yang family and the Mo family, and many of the Mo family giants in the past dynasties died at the hands of the Yin and Yang family, if they know their relationship with the Mo family, it is very likely to cause some unnecessary trouble.

Therefore, Zhao Jia could only wander around boredly until he came to a red light street.

It's really a red light street.

As far as the eye can see, there are no less than ten pavilions with red lanterns hanging in front of the doors on both sides of the street, they are carved with jade railings, classical luxury, and even many plaques in front of the doors are inlaid with gold edges, the names are elegant but evoking reverie, and they are hanging there to attract people.

Under the sun, I really tell the world what is brilliant.

You don't need to look at it much, just a glance, Zhao Jia can think of how busy this street is at night.

How many people came in and out overnight.

I'd like to try it too...... Zhao Jia is an honest man, he really wants to experience the customs of the old Qin people, which can speed up his integration into this era, but unfortunately it is broad daylight, and he can't always do it in broad daylight.

Zhao Jia silently noted down this place, planning to have a chance to see it again in the future.

But at this moment, a plaque came into view.

Compared with the high profile of other plaques, it appears a little low-key and is not decorated with gold edges, but the text on it is a bit high-profile because it is written in the Zhao Kingdom.

"Fei Xue Pavilion?!"

Zhao Jia frowned, muttered to himself in a low voice, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, he didn't expect that he would see this name in Xianyang City of Qin State.

Concubine Snow Pavilion, the place where the Snow Maiden dances in the original book.

The amazing degree of that dance, even after many years, still can't be completely forgotten, maybe it should be said that when that dance was played, no one thought that an anime could interpret classical dance to such a point, leaving a deep imprint on his young mind.

Even now, Zhao Jia can vaguely recall some pictures in his mind, although he no longer feels amazing, but the feeling of that memory is very beautiful.

It was his lost youth.

"Does it have anything to do with the original owner?

Zhao Jia looked at the Feixue Pavilion that was still under construction in front of him, and muttered in his heart, not that he thought too much, but that the appearance of the Feixue Pavilion was a bit too coincidental.

But it was only for a moment, and Zhao Jia ruled out this option, because the original owner did not have much contact with Fei Xue Pavilion.

Zhao Wu is unique in the world, famous in Kyushu, the dignitaries and nobles of various countries, and the business tycoons are eager to it, and the Feixue Pavilion is one of the leaders, its fame is extremely exaggerated, and it will even be invited by the dignitaries and nobles of various countries to parade and perform, and it does not live in one place.

International stars!

Zhao Jia thought about it and planned to pay a visit.

In a foreign country, it is still good to see his fellow countrymen, and he also wants to know how the future Snow Girl, who will be the best dancer in the Seven Kingdoms, will look like if she is not in the Concubine Snow Pavilion now.

He was curious.

While thinking about it, Zhao Jia had already walked towards the Feixue Pavilion, and the two Qin Army guards behind him did not stop him, like a robot with no feelings.

The Feixue Pavilion is still under construction, and a small servant can be seen directing the craftsmen to work in front of the door.

The other party's eyes were very sharp, and when he saw Zhao Jia coming, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, and respectfully apologized: "Forgive me, Feixue Pavilion has just arrived in Xianyang, Qin, a few days, and the decoration has not yet been completed, and it will take a while to open the door to welcome guests. ”

"I am also from Zhao State, and I met a fellow countryman from another country, so I came to have a look."

Zhao Jia smiled and said softly.

"The distinguished guest is also from Zhao?"

The little guy was stunned when he heard this, and looked up at Qin Jun standing behind Zhao Jia, he also knew that there were many high-ranking officials and nobles of the Qin State, and none of them matched Zhao Jia's age and identity, but soon, he guessed Zhao Jia's identity, and couldn't help but move his lips, and asked tentatively: "The distinguished guest is the eldest prince!" ”

"In a foreign country, you don't need to be so careful, can you invite me in and have a glass of water?"

Zhao Jia stretched out his hand and patted the disappeared shoulder and asked.

"Childe, please!"

How dare the little guy stop it, and hurriedly lead the way.