The next day, there was a continuous spring rain over the Tiandu City, and a large cloud of wet water vapor invaded this ancient famous capital in the vast rain and mist.

Ji Chengche rode out of Shanglin Yuan on horseback, and only Wang Rou followed behind him.

In his arms, he carried a holy decree scribbled by Emperor Longwu after peeing, the content was very simple, and the meaning was very arrogant - "Clear boy, go to Guozijian to be a school supervisor to have fun, if anyone disagrees with Lao Tzu and allows you to kick his ass." ”

The dragon flying and phoenix dance at the bottom signed the name that Emperor Longwu couldn't bear to read, and the sharp horns were stamped with a jade seal.

In this way, sixteen-year-old Ji Chengche became the youngest superintendent of the country since the founding of the Han Dynasty.

Generally speaking, Guozijian is the training school for the future important ministers of the imperial court, and most of those who can enter Guozijian to study are the children of nobles, and only a very few are admitted by Enke.

These people come out at least with the rank of the seventh rank, and even some of the officials who have obtained the shade will be higher.

Ji Chengche had studied in Guozijian for a few years when he was a child, but he didn't expect to come back this time to revisit as a superintendent.

When he went out this morning, Ao Jianghai specially chose a jujube red horse for him, and he had to let Ji Chengche rub the horse's mane with his cheek, saying that this was called "good luck".

It seems that Ao Jianghai not only has no dissatisfaction with the fact that his four-rank lieutenant was pushed to the end and re-established as the head of the groom, but he is elated as if he has a second spring.

It was Dou Bao who was in sympathy with him, and it was not much fun for Yunmen County to do it, but now he simply became a bookkeeper in Shanglin Yuan with peace of mind.

As for Ma Zhuer, Guan Yingwu and others, they were already unofficial and light, but now the old debts that they have carried for 20 years have been completely cleared, and they are even more refreshed.

Although it was still early, the streets were already crowded with pedestrians, and many shops were opening early. Many early stalls on the roadside put up awnings and shouted loudly, wafting out of the oil pot.

Wang Rou found that Ji Chengche must have been a foodie in his previous life, and he couldn't move when he saw the stall selling early, and after walking a long street, he had an extra bowl of wontons, a bowl of tofu brain, two fritters and three baked cakes in his stomach, plus a basket of soup dumplings from Tiandu City's famous snacks.

Looking at him like those peddlers and pawns, holding a sea bowl and gobbling it up, grabbing soup dumplings with a loud sound, who would have imagined that this was a prince of the Han Empire, the superintendent of the school who was about to take charge of the country's eunuchs?

What's even more terrifying is that Wang Rou found that she was unconsciously damaged by Ji Chengqing, who used to be disgusted when she saw those foods, but now she can learn from His Highness's appearance to gently bite open the skin of the bun and take a sip of greasy soup, which is also delicious.

Because it is located on the mountainous ground, the streets of Tiandu City are not flat, and they often have to climb the slopes, so you can see porters in twos and threes, carrying heavy goods, shouting and shouting trumpets, swaying and passing by the streets.

After more than ten years of recuperation, Tiandu City not only restored its former prosperity, but also expanded a "lower city" on the original basis, also commonly known as Xiaguan.

It was mostly populated by newly relocated civilians, and there were also many shops that gathered to do business.

With the original Shangcheng and the expanded Xiaguan, the population of Tiandu City is approaching two million, and it is not an exaggeration to claim the largest city in the Metaverse Continent.

When the Cloud Gate was closed, Wang Rou felt that there were too many people and too crowded. When she arrived in Tiandu City, she found that the four words "shoulder to shoulder" were written here.

About three or four years ago, a talented man from Chu traveled to Tiandu City, and couldn't help but be amazed when he saw the magnificent scenery in the city, and suddenly wrote a famous "Tiandu Fu", one of which described the densely populated "car hit, people shoulder rubbing, even the curtain into a curtain, a curtain into a curtain, sweating like rain and a cloud of air" became popular among the people instantly.

The two of them stopped and walked to the corner of the street, and then turned the corner to Guozijian, who expected Ji Chengqing to sit down again, asked for two large bowls of spicy Hu and a plate of sesame sauce cold skin, beckoned Wang Rou to come over and enjoy it together.

Wang Rou looked at the red, white and white batter in the bowl, smelled it, and the aroma was very tempting, so she couldn't help but scoop a small spoonful and put it in her mouth to try it. Unexpectedly, as soon as Fang entered, she choked and coughed, and tears flowed out.

Ji Chengche gloated and laughed, and said in the authentic Guanzhong dialect: "If you can't eat spicy beard, you won't be a Guanzhong person." ”

Wang Rou ignored him, lowered her head and scooped up a large spoonful of spicy hu and put it in her mouth, her frowning brows slowly relaxed, and said, "It's sour and spicy, it tastes good." ”

Ji Chengche smiled and took out a white square scarf from his cuffs, handed it to Wang Roudao: "Wipe the corners of your mouth." ”

Wang Rou's pretty face turned red for no reason, put down the spoon and bowed her head and said, "Master, I am your ......"

"It's coming. Ji Cheng's attention had already shifted to the street, and he couldn't help but shove the square scarf into Wang Rou's slender hand, and his eyes were chasing in the bustling crowd.

Wang Rou looked sideways at the street in surprise, and saw that in the crowded flow of people, Dou Hu was shirtless and carrying hundreds of catties of goods with a flat pole and was struggling to shuttle.

Ao Jiao gritted her teeth and followed behind him, biting the half-dry and hard pasta in her mouth, and several times she wanted to step forward to help, but Dou Hu coldly pushed her away.

"Dou Hu didn't go back to Yunmen Pass, nor did he go to Lin Zongtang?

Ji Chengche shook his head and said, "I just want to take a look." ”

He took a big sip of spicy beard, and buried his head and said: "He and Ao Jiao borrowed a hut in Xiaguan, and then went to Hanshui Wharf to find a life. I'm curious, what's going to happen to him next?"

Wang Rou watched the backs of Dou Hu and Ao Jiao gradually disappear into the vast sea of people, and was silent.

She suddenly wondered, if she hadn't met Ji Chengqing and Emperor Xuanyuan, what would have happened at this moment?

There is no way to assume the fate of human beings, and the change may only be the work of a word, or from the clouds to the abyss, or from hell to heaven, who can really grasp the pulse of fate between the ups and downs?

Ji Chengche drank the spicy beard in three sips, paid the bill, and prepared to go to the Guozijian across the street.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion at the entrance of the street, and a young man in his twenties rode a high-headed horse, surrounded by more than 20 red-armored warriors behind him.

The people of Tiandu City obviously recognized this noble son, and hurriedly avoided the street.

Ji Chengqing was just about to get up, and saw the young man sit down slowly.

Wang Rou's eyes flashed and she didn't look back, but said lightly: "It's your friend?"

Ji Cheng smiled meaningfully and said, "It's not a friend, it's a brother." ”

As soon as the words fell, the young man rode on a horse and came to the Spicy Hu stall, turned his head and asked the chief entourage who was holding an umbrella for him behind him: "Gezhou, which one here is my eighth brother?"

Gezhou held the Yunluo umbrella high with both hands and said, "Your Highness Qiqi, the one in front of you who has just finished drinking spicy beard is the Eighth Prince." ”

"Bastard, why didn't you say it earlier when the eighth brother is here?" the young man was furious, jumped off the horse and said, "I almost made Lao Tzu lose his manners." ”

"Don't lose, don't lose. Gezhou also walked with a Yunluo umbrella and said: "You are a brother, he is a brother, and the eighth prince should pay you a salute first." ”

"Yes, then why did he sit still?" The Seventh Prince looked at Ji Chengqing, and a wisp of ridicule floated up at the corner of his mouth: "Could it be that he doesn't have me as the seventh brother in his eyes?"

Ji Chengche was calm and calm, and said, "If you want to eat spicy beard, I'll treat you." If you want to find faults, get out of here as soon as possible. ”

The Seventh Prince's face changed gloomy and said, "Ji Chengche, you have become a savage after staying in the Northern Wilderness for eight years. Big brother, you dare to fight, I'm even more indifferent to the seventh brother?"

Ji Chengqing said lightly: "It turns out that you didn't come to eat breakfast when you were hungry." ”

He stood up, and Wang Rou also got up, looked at the Seven Princes who were blocking in front of him and said, "Borrow." ”

The Seventh Prince was not good at directly working with Ji Chengqing on the street, and was thinking about how to use the topic to play, when he heard Wang Rou open his mouth to borrow the way, he immediately seized the opportunity and sneered: ", what kind of thing are you, dare to let His Royal Highness give way to you?"

Wang Rou's heart was surging with murderous intent, and she indifferently watched the slap of the Seventh Prince, as long as it dared to fall on her face, even if he was the Seventh Prince, this hand would not be wanted.

But the Seventh Prince's slap failed to fall after all, and a hand reached out from the oblique stab and strangled his right wrist like an iron pincer.

The Seventh Prince only felt that half of his body was sore and numb, and said angrily: "What are you doing, you let go of me!"

Ji Cheng's eyes were as cold as a sharp blade out of the sheath to look at the Seventh Prince, and said slowly: "Apologize to her." ”

The Seventh Prince was stunned, thinking that his ears had misheard, and he lost his voice and said, "What are you talking about? If you want me to apologize to a lowly subordinate, are you crazy?"

Wang Rou's heart tingled faintly, and the killing intent in the depths of her eyes became a little stronger.

"She's my maid, I can't beat you, I scold you can't scold. If you reproach her, I will beat you, and if you beat her......"

Ji Chengche said word by word from between his teeth: "I will abolish you!"

Wang Rou's clenched hand suddenly let go, and she stood quietly behind Ji Chengqing with an inexplicable expression. For the first time, she sensed that the figure was defenseless when it turned away from her, but she was shielded from the wind and rain.

"You dare!" the Seventh Prince shouted inwardly, "Let go of me, don't force me to go to Zongzheng Temple!"

Ji Chengche smiled at him, suddenly picked up the half bowl of spicy mustache left by Wang Rou on the table, and put his head and face on the head of the Seventh Prince.

"Smack!" The porcelain bowl shattered, and the red, red, white and white juice splashed everywhere, and I don't know if it was a spicy beard or the blood that flowed out.

The Seven Princes screamed like a pig, and shouted at the red-armored guards behind him: "Kill him!"

He never expected that Ji Chengche would dare to beat himself in broad daylight.

Although yesterday at the night banquet in Daming Palace, he beat Ji Qingqing into a swollen pig's head, but after all, it was a game, and it was inevitable that he would be injured by mistake under the fist and foot battle.

The Seventh Prince and Ji Qingqing are compatriots of the same mother, that is, they are angry that the eldest brother is beaten and is even more jealous and hated the partiality of his father, so he came to Ji Chengqing early in the morning to find trouble.

According to his original plan, he reprimanded and humiliated Ji Chengqing in public as a brother, and he didn't dare to turn his face against this kid.

Who knew that Ji Chengche not only turned his face, but also slapped him in the face for a subordinate girl!

This vicious breath, the Seventh Prince was naturally difficult to swallow, and when he was annoyed and angry, he couldn't care about the consequences, and actually ordered his subordinates to kill Ji Chengche on the spot!