Chapter 019: Xiangyang City

When Zhang Shaoyang and his entourage stopped at the foot of the magnificent Xiangyang Mansion City, he seemed to see Cao Mengde standing at the head of Xiangyang City, with Cao Wei's million divisions at his feet, full of swords and swords in troubled times, the decline of the Eastern Han Dynasty was precisely the Spring and Autumn Period of heroes and heroes all over the world!

The magnificent and majestic city of Xiangyang is no worse than that of Jiangling! Zhang Shaoyang got off the horse, and Wang Ziyuan, who was with him, obviously came to Xiangyang for the first time, and when he saw the word "Xiangyang" on the city tower, he couldn't help but read: "The sunset wants not to go to Shanxi, and the flowers are lost upside down." Xiangyang children clapped their hands and sang "White Copper Cake" on the street. Others asked what was the matter with laughter, and laughed and killed the mountain man drunk like mud. ”

Zhang Shaoyang was silent, just thinking about the two sentences in this word: 36,000 days in a hundred years, 300 cups must be poured in one day. Look, how uninhibited!

The group entered Xiangyang City, although it was still early, but Zhang Shaoyang was not in a hurry, thinking of the very prestigious wine dance in Xiangyang City, a lewd smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

found an inn to live in, Zhang Shaoyang, who has always been idle, thought about going to have some fun, thinking about it, it seems that the only suitable person who can take it out is the fat man, Zhang Shaoyang's always warm face, finally added a little sorrow, but just in a blink of an eye, there was great interest on his face.

After getting along for a few days, the fat man who was not used to seeing Zhang Shaoyang seemed to see him a little more, let's not talk about his horse kicking the mud on him, let's just say that the fat horse he bought, no matter how he thought about it, the fat man felt that it was Zhang Shaoyang's conspiracy, otherwise why did they all ride on the horse all the way and be free, and he had to be a horseman who led the horse?

Well, the master said that the guys who look like a talent and a dog are all bad stomachs, and they are the most capable of deceiving girls from good families with clever words.

The more the fat man thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, and it happened that a sneaky poke his head in at the door, hey, how do you look exactly like that hateful boy?

"Brother Hai, I'll take you out to see the world?" Zhang Shaoyang pondered about this title for a long time, thinking about calling him Brother Xu, and calling such an extremely irritable guy a brother and brother, I'm afraid it's a little weird. Zhang Shaoyang was afraid that he would not be able to stop him from going crazy, so he called Brother Xu?...... Zhang Shaoyang felt a trace of discomfort from top to bottom, and almost threw up.

It's finally finalized, Brother Hai!

"Get out!" The fat man's fire was worried that there was nowhere to start, and at this time, this guy who didn't have long eyes just sent it to the door by himself, just used it for his strength, and scolded Zhang Shaoyang angrily, the voice was so loud that the inn that was originally noisy and shouting suddenly became quiet for so long.

Zhang Shaoyang smiled, he was not afraid, and said with a serious face: "Brother Hai, do you know what is the most fun thing in this Xiangyang?"

The fat man snorted and ignored him.

"I heard that in the moat, the tourists are the best ...... to write poems by boat" Seeing that the fat man did not react, Zhang Shaoyang thought that it seemed that the fat man did not like this either, and after thinking about it, he said tentatively: "I heard that the king eight carp soup in the old alley of the city is the best in Xiangyang...?"

The fat man narrowed one eye, glanced at Zhang Shaoyang, and then closed it again.

"I heard that there is a top brand in the music workshop that day, a smile is in the city, a tear is chaotic, the most can dance and dance, but it is more intoxicating than the wine?" Zhang Shaoyang lost his confidence.

However, the fat man's eyes actually opened, and he said with a serious face: "The boy surnamed Zhang, you are so good at deceiving me?

Zhang Shaoyang was dumbfounded, he didn't expect the fat man to be so good!

"Hey, if it's another five years, your little junior sister will definitely win, but now, the little worm is still a little worse. Zhang Shaoyang said with a look of reminiscence.

"Don't believe it, you take me to take a look, if you talk nonsense..."The fat man lifted the knife and shook it in front of Zhang Shaoyang.

The two of them seemed to be doing something wrong, when they passed by the little worm's room, the fat man's steps were lighter than Zhang Shaoyang's, and he secretly went downstairs, and the idiot didn't know when he was standing on the side, still holding the woman's sword in his hand.

Xiangyang City is extremely prosperous, the streets and alleys are vertical and horizontal, the flow of people is endless, and the goods on the street are dazzling, and the cloth and satin are the most. The Zhang family has been in business for many years, and Zhang Shaoyang has been ignoring it, more or less he is still exposed to it. To see whether a city is rich, one looks at the jewelry and jade, the second looks at the silk and satin, and the third looks at the nomadic beggars.

The first two should be face-saving goods, those local officials who want to make a fortune by their political achievements, whenever the officials above make an inspection, they will do this business of welcoming the rich and avoiding the poor, and the real thing that can see whether a city is rich or not should be in the third point.

Over the years, Zhang Qingyuan has helped the poor people, and Gao Chengyuan, the governor of Zhizhou, is dedicated to the people, and he is an honest official. Looking at this Xiangyang City again, although it is not as good as Jiangling, there are no beggars for three or five miles, but there are really not many people begging along the way, so the prosperity of this Xiangyang City is genuine.

When Zhang Shaoyang rushed to take the exam last time, he saw the eighteen dancers in Tianyin Fang in this Xiangyang City, which was really beautiful, the dance was full of silence, and when the dance rose, if there was no one around, the dance was still unfinished, especially the quiet musician, who was not much better than Gao Jingshu in terms of appearance, and more than one point in terms of charm.

Zhang Shaoyang originally came to take a break from drinking, so he didn't stop along the way, and went straight to Tianyinfang. Tianyinfang has a rule, you must not enter.

It means that only people with invitations can enter, and the invitations are different every day, and they are marked with a specific date and number, so you can't leave it. The most important thing is that the number of daily invitations is very small, some of which have already been determined by dignitaries, and the rest is left with three or two percent, which is not tight, the most hateful thing is that there are so many people who want to make a windfall by this, so they do the business of reselling, originally an invitation of 300 Wen, to their hands can raise the price to ten taels of silver.

Over the years, the name of Tianyinfang has become louder and louder, not only in Xiangyang City, but also in other places, there are also people who have come to watch this dance of the world's best wine dance, so that one is willing to fight and one is willing to suffer, and it has slowly become an unwritten rule.

Zhang Shaoyang knew the rules, and he was not stingy with the dozens of taels of silver, and when he was about to bargain with one of the reselling men, a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe came next to him, walked to Zhang Shaoyang's side and whispered: "Little brother, do you want an invitation?

Zhang Shaoyang thought he was a liar, so he ignored him, who knew that this Taoist priest really took out a few invitations from his sleeve, and Zhang Shaoyang saw at a glance that this invitation was genuine.

"Is it really for nothing?"

"That's not it, monks, but you don't speak. The Taoist priest said proudly.