When the previous dynasty entered the customs, most of the royal clans all moved to the capital, and Shengjing was only used as the old capital, assuming the responsibility of a backup capital, in case he was expelled from the capital in the future, at least there was a place to stay.

At this time, the secret palace was still in the hands of the Shengjing generals, except for them, no one knew the existence of the secret palace, until the end of the previous dynasty, it was peaceful, until the foreigners and the previous dynasty went to war, the world was completely chaotic, and the secret palace could not stand being exposed in front of people.

After the first day of the defense, the northeast defense is empty, there are many generals fall into the grass for the coward, these people do not eat the official food, will not put the official affairs at ease, the news of the secret palace spread, ushered in the first batch of pioneers, this group of people continue to dig deep near the secret palace to cast high walls, the secret passage has been widened countless times, forming an underground community, thus the reputation of the ghost building in the yin city officially appeared.

After Sun Daqiao finished introducing these past events, the carriage had already arrived at the boundary of the capital City God Temple, and they got off the carriage and approached to see, where they could see that the jugglers were shouting and selling on the street, and countless small merchants and vendors were tied up with shanty stalls, surrounding the City God Temple inside and outside the three layers of water.

Adjacent to Siping Street, western-style buildings and shops are like clouds, and hundreds of industries are prosperous!

A few of them found a street teahouse, sat in a small shop, and a pot of warm-up ginger tea was served on the table, Sun Daqiao warmed his stomach and continued: "Don't look at the capital city god temple and Siping Street are connected together, but the two are very different, the small vendors near the capital city god temple are veterans of counterfeiting and fakes. ”

After speaking, Sun Daqiao lowered his voice and pressed his mouth with a folding fan: "Boil it with peach gum and then tear it into silk and stick it on the vermicelli, and then cover it into the uneven bottom of the bowl, and after cooling, it becomes a bird's nest; The usual small radish is plucked and soaked in ginseng water, and then dried, it smells like ginseng, and it smells like ginseng, and Angong pills only have an outer layer, and the inside is full of hawthorn medicine puree, and no one knows what medicine to eat when it slides into the stomach. ”

"So much, can be the first to Fengtian people miserable, plus they under the banner of Siping Street, people but whenever there is a problem with eating, they all come to the shop on Siping Street to find the account, later, Siping Street merchants set up a rule, in the future do not bargain, do not dismantle, do not sell fake, but anyone who comes to buy things will give a paper fold, and then check the goods with the fold, if they do not recognize it, if there are large households to buy, you can directly give the joint fold credit, and then settle the unified settlement in the next year."

After speaking, Song Siyuan pulled up Yue Guanchao: "The photos I took in the Soul Palace haven't been washed out yet, accompany me to wash the photos, I estimate that I will have to wait until it gets dark before I can enter the Yin City." ”

Without waiting for Yue Guan to get up, Song Siyuan had already pulled him by the arm and dragged him up, and the two crossed the archway of the City God Temple and walked into the Fushun photo studio on Siping Street.

"Fushun photo studio, is the first private photo studio after the opening of Fengtian, in the early years of the operation here is an old Russian, dedicated to the embassy seal service, and later the old Russian forces withdrew from Fengtian, was taken over by private industrialists, became the people's photo studio."

Walking into the photo studio, you can see a row of photo studios divided into the corridor on the second floor, the shelves outside display all kinds of rented clothes, countless photos inlaid on the walls, and countless people who come to take photos are wearing Chinese and Western clothes, modern and fashionable.

"You guys washed the picture for me."

After speaking, Song Qianjin took out the negatives and handed them to the clerk in the photo studio, Yue Guanchao carefully observed the photos on the wall, most of them were samples that ordinary people didn't have time to take, all of them were radiant, handsome and beautiful.

"Or, let's take a picture of this too?"

Yue Guanchao hurriedly excused himself: "What, the boar can't eat fine chaff, how can I be photogenic with such a rough appearance!" ”

"Wild boars can't eat fine chaff, it's because you don't open your mouth, you'll know when you're dressed up."

After speaking, Song Siyuan called the clerk and chose a modern houndstooth brown suit for Yue Guanchao, and she chose a fishtail dress full of pearls and diamonds.

"Oh, miss, at first glance, you are a big family, this fishtail dress is a new arrival in Paris, the store just brought it from Harbin City and asked you to choose, it is really its blessing, if you are so accompanied by Mr., it is really a golden boy and girl, so that the store is full of brilliance."

The photography master in the store was very good at talking, Song Siyuan was overjoyed, and pulled Yue Guanchao into the photo studio, and the old master followed behind him fiddling with the black camera, and had already gotten into the tarpaulin to adjust the lens.

"Miss, are you getting married or are you using it as a souvenir?"

"Souvenir."

After saying this, the old master walked to their side, sorted out the collar of Yue Guanchao's shirt, and deliberately squeezed the two of them closer: "Mr. and Miss are really a good match, but Mr. is a little shy, and he refuses to hug your waist to take pictures." ”

"Look at the camera!"

When the master returned to the camera, he pressed the shutter button, only to hear a loud sound of smoke burning, and the bright light flashed blindly, freezing the image of the two.

An hour later, the photos had all been washed out, and Song Siyuan picked up their group photo first to observe it carefully!