The car traveled like this for eight or nine days, Xiao Fan and Luo Jingshu recuperated their injuries, and they were already healed at this time. On the tenth day, the carriages and horses have gone up to the official road of Chang'an City, and you can see the flags fluttering on the quaint and majestic city wall from a distance, and the aura of slaughter is awe-inspiring.

Chang'an is a strategic place in the northwest since ancient times, after the fall of the Northern Song Dynasty, the Dajin Kingdom changed its name to Jingzhaofu Road, but the people of the Song Dynasty are still accustomed to calling it Chang'an.

Outside the city gate, a small group of golden soldiers was checking the crowd in and out, and Gongsun Yang and a few people pretended to be foot merchants and drove towards the door.

A small leader of the golden soldiers saw the carriage from a distance, grinned a cruel smile on his face, waved his hand, and several golden soldiers surrounded Gongsun Yang and a few people.

"Don't talk, let me come," Luo Jingshu said.

"What for?" the little leader asked in an unkind tone.

Luo Jingshu opened the car door and said with a smile, "Official, the little girl's family of four came here to buy some small items and sell them in Jiangling to make ends meet."

The little leader said, "Yes! Recently, many untouchables in the Southern Song Dynasty have infiltrated the city to spy on my Dajin military plane, how does this official know that you are not in the same stream?"

"Come on, detain the carriage and horses, and send them to the government prison for a careful investigation."

Luo Jingshu hurriedly said, "Official, official, the little girl's family are honest people, you see that the child is sick, waiting for the silver to save his life" After saying that, he pointed to Xiao Fan, Ji Hao, Xiao Fan changed the gauze a few days ago is still in the car, Luo Jingshu didn't let it be thrown, it was the truth, it was bloodstained on it, and it really looked like a serious illness that did not heal.

As he spoke, he stuffed a few pieces of broken silver into the palm of the little leader's hand, and said in a low voice, "The official will take it to buy some wine to drink, and the little woman will come back and thank a few more officials."

The little boss weighed his weight and said with a smile, "I see, it's easy to say" looked at Luo Jingshu again, and found that although he was a little old, he was beautiful and full of charm, so he squinted and said, "The lady has been bumpy all the way, I think it's been a long time, why don't you go back with the official and have a good rest, wouldn't you be happy?"

Gongsun Yang changed color, and he was about to kill these golden dogs. Luo Jingshu suddenly shouted, "Ouch", half of her body leaned on the little leader, and said close to her ear, "Go back with the official master to enjoy the happiness, the little woman is naturally willing, but the little woman is sick at this time, alas.... And my poor man died of this sickness—" and began to sob.

The little boss saw that Luo Jingshu's back was wrapped in gauze, and there was also a little bloodstain, and his face turned pale and immediately pushed her away, and said angrily, "Get out of here! Phew..."

When Gongsun Yang and a few people entered the city, they were still scolding.

As the ancient capital of the Thirteen Dynasties, Chang'an City was once extremely glorious, and Chang'an during the Tang Dynasty was the largest city in the world, and it was very prosperous. After the establishment of the Great Song Dynasty, the capital was built in Bianliang, Tokyo, and Chang'an gradually declined after five dynasties and ten kingdoms. Although it is no longer prosperous, as a strategic place, the temples of the Jin Dynasty attach great importance to it and are still a big city.

Ji Hao was sullen all the way because of Lu Xinyan, and Luo Jingshu said, "Little ghost, what are you doing with a sad face?

Ji Hao was stupid, yes or no, no, he held his face and said, "I.... I...."

Luo Jingshu smiled and said, "What are you, are you the eldest girl of the Lu family?" Say it, Sister Jingshu is the master for you", and then thought about it: "Ling Xiaozi, who killed a thousand knives, accepted someone as an apprentice, and she became a teacher? It doesn't seem to be appropriate" Thinking about it, the generations have finally grown old, and scolded Ling Xiaozi angrily, and after scolding for a while, his face turned slightly red, and he was stunned and didn't know what he was thinking.

Xiao Fan looked at her for a while, laughed for a while, and twisted like a girl, and whispered, "That Jingshu.... Sister...."

Luo Jingshu was annoyed with herself, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

"I'm hungry...."

"I'm hungry, I'm hungry, what do you want me to do?"

Xiao Fan thought to himself, "If the master has money, will he still take care of you?" You are paying the bill all the way, you can't exchange this sachet for money" Thinking of this, he took out the sachet from his arms, and Lu Ruier's smiling face appeared in front of him in an instant.

The three people in the car had their own concerns, and the horses pulled the cart and stopped in front of a restaurant with a "neighing". Gongsun Yang said, "Come down, eat your belly and talk about it"

Waiting for Xiao Fan, Ji Hao got out of the carriage, and when he saw this prosperous capital in the past, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, only to see that the shops were depressed, and the pedestrians were in a hurry, each of them seemed to be full of concerns, and the beggars on the street were everywhere, but the nobles of the Jin Kingdom were all freshly dressed and angry, and they were arrogant.

Luo Jingshu walked up to a beggar, threw him a piece of broken silver, and said, "Can the line horse (harmony) eyes be in the city?"

The beggar put away the money, and did not thank him, but said, "How many?"

Luo Jingshu said, "Wang Buli"

The beggar nodded, got up and walked slowly.

Xiao Fan asked Gongsun Yangdao, "Master, what are they talking about?"

"Black Talk"

"What's the nonsense?"

"Bastard!

Xiao Fan was stupid and no longer spoken.

Entering the restaurant, the inside is magnificent, full of strange goods and foreign objects, the layout of the furnishings is actually modeled after the restaurant pattern of Beijing, the declining Chang'an City has such a restaurant, but it is also puzzling.

Luo Jingshu said, "This is a place where the dignitaries of the Jin State are prominent and happy, and ordinary people can't enter," and then shook an iron sign in his hand, and said with a smile: "Are the few taels of broken silver at the city gate for nothing?" Xiao Fan and the others couldn't help but laugh.

When I ran to the hall to see these people dressed up, I thought they were some powerful servants, but I didn't dare to slack off and said, "A few guest officers, please come inside"

Luo Jingshu said, "No, just go to the door, and come with four pot helmets, two Qinchuan bitter vegetables, and a tripod of fish and sheep stew."

When he saw her ordering, he turned around and ordered.

Gongsun Yang sat down, Xiao Fan looked around, most of them were golden people in Jurchen costumes, and occasionally a few Han people dressed as small servants running errands, only following behind the master, it was rare for them to sit down to eat and drink like them.

After a while, the food is complete, four pots of tall pot helmets, one side is roasted to be brown and crispy, the other side is white and tender and soft, smelling the strange fragrance from afar, two pots of green bitter vegetables, a large Ding is thick and white, simmering and rotten fish and sheep stew, even the old man Gongsun Yang can't help but praise "bitter vegetable spirits, fish and sheep pot helmets, Qinchuan true color!"

Xiao Fan, Ji Hao and the two of them sandwiched a chopsticks of bitter herbs into the mouth, only to feel the bitterness of the weeds oozing out of the earthy smell, chewing for a while, the mouth was particularly bitter, then picked up the pot helmet and took a big bite, I didn't think that the bitter vegetable flavor met the pot helmet actually gave birth to a tender and crisp fragrance, the appetite was open, exhaled ~ drank a sip of hot fish and sheep stew, it was fat and tender and fragrant, the two of them ate smoothly, they all made their hands, and tore off a large piece of mutton with the bones, blended the rice vinegar and egg garlic paste, dipped in the big chew, and felt that the taste was incomparably beautiful.

Just as the four of them were eating hard, a short and fat old man walked in outside the door, with four scarves, a plate-collared shirt, black leather boots, and a huge top bead sewn on the square top.

When he saw this person, he immediately greeted him and said with a smile: "Lord Puchahar, come and come, please come upstairs."

The short and fat old man pulled his throat and said, "Slow, today General Ben has a banquet for four friends, let's clear this place."

When everyone present heard this, they couldn't help but look angrily, and after seeing the old man's face clearly, they smiled one by one, and retreated, and after a while, Gongsun Yang and a few people were still eating and drinking.

The old man swaggered over, sat down, and said to the running hall, "General Ben doesn't want anyone to disturb him, understand?"

Runtang immediately nodded and closed the door.

Xiao Fan and the others were inexplicable, and Gongsun Yang ignored it and drank by himself.

Only Luo Jingshu frowned and scolded, "Old thing, you're here."