Chapter 347 Yuema Bridge Duan Zhixuan

Previously, due to the serious concern of the Indochina Peninsula, the news from the Song family was not very convenient. Huang Lin himself did not know the progress of the war there, so he did not inform Wang Tong of the matter on the Indochina Peninsula.

Now that the war has been decided there, Song Que probably has taken over the Nanhai and Longchuan counties, Huang Lin palleted the affairs of the Indochina Peninsula.

He also drank some tea and drew a simple map on the stone table with a pen, and also told the story of the three seasons of rice and sea boats in Chameng.

Wang Tong held up a few torn beards and stared at the old tea stain map, without saying a word for a long time.

After a while, he murmured: "The rice harvests three times a year! The fish are endless! Cross the sea and attack! This Indochina Peninsula is actually another place in Bashu Heavenly Palace!"

Huang Lin said calmly: "Except for too few Han people, there is indeed a treasure land there, but the plan to migrate south has been implemented for more than half a year. As of early July, nearly two million Han people have been there on the Indochina Peninsula. As the war in the Central Plains has become increasingly common

The intensity will be fierce, and there will be more and more refugees, which can be regarded as a way to fill the people’s borders.”

"The war in the Central Plains is mostly suffering from ordinary people. Even if you don't move, those aristocratic families will try every means to gather and conceal these populations. Even if you can set the Central Plains in the future, there will be some other twists and turns." Wang Tong learned from ancient times and present, and asked.

I understand the actions of these families very well.

Huang Lin nodded and agreed with Wang Tong's statement very much.

Every time the new dynasty is established, the population will decrease dramatically. In addition to the reduction in various aspects caused by war, a large part of it is the hidden population of these aristocratic families.

After thoroughly understanding the territorial power in Huang Lin's hands, Wang Tong's confidence in subduing Du Ruhui increased.

The two of them talked until the golden wu fell before the topic ended.

It was dinner time, Wang Tong looked at Tianye and said, "As soon as you come back to Chang'an, I will no longer be entertaining at home. I will take you to see the first floor of Chang'an."

"Oh? The first floor of Chang'an?" Huang Lin was intrigued.

I think there must be something extraordinary if you can choose a name so arrogantly.

Wang Tong stood up and stroked his beard, walked out of the pavilion, and said, "Let's go, you need to send someone to order a table, otherwise the good places will be occupied."

Do you also need to make an appointment for a placeholder?

Huang Lin was very curious and stood up to follow, "Where is it? You still have to order a table?"

"Of course, there is the highest Fuju Tower in the west city. The third floor has the best view, and the seats on the east can enjoy the charming scenery of the Yuemaqiao area on Yong'an Street."

"Yuema Bridge?! Huang Lin raised his eyebrows and asked half curiously and half surprised.

After hearing the Journey to the Horse Bridge, he immediately thought of Yang Gong’s Treasure House.

Lu Miaozi taught him how to enter and exit the treasure house very early, and the main switch that activates the treasure house was at the bottom of the Yuema Bridge.

However, the territory occupied is all in the southwest and Chang'an is too far apart, so he considered the matter of Yang Gong's treasure house.

I didn't even go to Yuemaqiao to inquire.

Seeing that he seemed interested in Yuema Bridge, Wang Tong walked to the front yard and said, "Yuema Bridge is located on the west city, between Yanshoufang and Guangdefang, across Yong'an Canal, because both sides are rich businessmen and nobles.

The place where people live has become called the Bridge of Wealth and Reputation."

Huang Lin immediately understood.

In the original work, the Shuanglong is a treasure house that entered from the well in the backyard of the Gloomy Mansion. I think that the Gloomy Mansion should be among the two fangs of Longevity and Guangde.

Well, there is also the Wulu Temple where the great master and holy monk pretending to be Shi Zhixuan should be near Yuema Bridge!

After Wang Tong told the servants in the mansion, the two of them took a generous and simple carriage and left the mansion.

The fang and fang are separated by walled streets in Chang'an City, and are in order. Each fang has four gates. The main street is a stone road that runs through each gate in a cross-shaped shape. The alleys are grid-like and lead to the main street in a fang.

The royal mansion is located in the northwest of Yirenfang, and outside the house is the West Street of Yirenfang.

The carriage left the mansion through the side alley, and was pulled out of the alley by an old horse. After reaching the intersection, turn right to the West Street, and walk through the West Square Gate and exit Yirenfang.

According to Wang Tong, the north-south street between Chongrenfang and Yirenfang is called Wangxian Street. Shortly after the carriage heads south, it enters Guangming Street, which connects Chunmingmen and Jinguangmen, and walks towards the imperial city.

Through the lifting of the car curtain, Wang Tong smiled and said: "There are the most powerful and wealthy people around the palace, and the purpose is to be easy to cling to the royal family, so they compete to build houses and have the benefits of shopping. Therefore, several lifangs north of Dongsiliang City,

They are all known as Jinfang.”

Huang Lin knew that he had discovered this point when he was wandering around earlier. At this time, he saw the carriages coming and going on Guangming Street, and the pedestrians were dressed in bright clothes.

In addition to the tall house that I saw just now, I knew that the world was indeed like this.

I passed by Chongrenfang and then passed by the Imperial City to the gate. When I arrived in the west of the city, the night had already fallen.

From afar, you can see the brilliant lights in the west, reflecting the bright lights nearby as bright as daylight, and the number of pedestrians, cars and horses has become increasingly popular, and the atmosphere is extremely chaotic.

After passing Yanshoufang, the Yong'an Canal, which is more than ten feet wide, crosses the east and west, and flows through the front.

A magnificent bridge is located above the canal.

The carriage slowly moved forward along the flow of people. Through the lifted door curtain, Huang Lin asked curiously: "Is this the horse bridge?"

"No, this is Guangming Bridge. Yuema Bridge is still a little south." Wang Tong stroked his beard and continued: "After passing Guangming Bridge, it is Xicheng City, and Jufu Building is located in Xicheng City, facing Yong'an Street

In the middle, why don’t you get off the car and walk over, you can just take a closer look at the Yong'an Channel."

Huang Lin has no objection to this.

The straight Yong'an Canal runs through the north and south water gates parallel to Yong'an Street. Boats and oars are coming and going under the bridge, and there are endless pedestrians, cars and horses on the bridge, surrounded by giant houses and wealthy houses.

Huang Lin looked south, and with the lights, he could see from a distance that there was a wide bridge across the intersection in the south. People and cars came and went on the bridge, which seemed to be a little more lively than this Guangming Bridge.

Wang Tong was not surprised by this. Most of those who came to Chang'an are like this. "The river at our feet is the Yong'an Canal, which connects to the Wei River in the north of the city, and supplies half of Chang'an's water use, which is the main water transportation route for Chang'an."

"There is Yuema Bridge over there. The fourteen bridges on Yong'an Canal are the most magnificent. After a while, I got upstairs and looked up from afar. Compared to standing on the ground, it has a unique flavor."

"Haha, I need to see what's different from Luoyang in Chang'an night view." Huang Lin smiled.

"There are indeed differences between the two. Although both east and west are built by Yuwen Kai, relatively speaking, Chang'an has more foundation and precipitation, which makes people unconsciously feel the heroic atmosphere. Although Luoyang has fewer

Some background, but more dynamic.”

Huang Lin thought about it and it seemed that it was indeed the case.

The two of them walked slowly across the bridge and walked south along Yong'an Canal. Soon they arrived at the west end of Yuema Bridge. There were three or five Sui soldiers standing guard at the bridge, which surprised Huang Lin.

Because the street is opposite, there are two gates in the west city. Because the crowds here are particularly dense, and the number of people is shoulder to shoulder.

Jufu Building is located between two yard gates on the east side of the west city. The building is three floors high and less than four meters high. Not to mention that it is better than the Hanshui Building in Xiangyang, there is not as tall as the Luoyang building, but here it is already

Outstanding.

Wang Tong and Huang Lin crossed Yong'an Street and entered the lobby. The familiar ones greeted the waiter. Under the guidance of the waiter, they went upstairs and said, "There is a ban on the late emperor in Chang'an, and a private house.

It shall not exceed four feet, and those who violate the situation shall be punished as a rebellion.”

"Luoyang is newly built by His Majesty and the palace city is located in the western part of the north bank of Luoshui. It is a little higher than here in terms of safety, so there is no ban."

The two were taken to a private room on the east side of the street by the waiter. A square table was placed against the window, and the window was facing the Yuema Bridge across the street. The location was indeed excellent.

While admiring the flowing cars, horses and boats below, while tasting Guanzhong food, talking about some irrelevant words, the breeze caresses the face, and there is a faint sing of Sanskrit.

Huang Lin looked at the sound, but it came from the yard on the south side of Yuema Bridge. There seemed to be a not-so-large temple there.

"Senior, there seems to be a temple over there?" Huang Lin raised his hand and pointed.

Wang Tong looked in the direction of Huang Lin's finger and said casually: "Oh, there is Guangdefang over there, and there is a Wulu Temple on the other side of Anhua Street. It is said that the great masters and holy monks inside are Taoist monks.

However, this person has been in seclusion for many years, and I don’t know much.”

Huang Lin's heart was thrilled.

Wulu Temple, a great master and holy monk, is still in seclusion all year round!

Isn’t this Shi Zhixuan?!

He took a deep look and pressed it down without mentioning it.

After the dishes and the wine has been three rounds, the crowds below have gradually become scarce.

The two were about to go back home when Huang Lin suddenly turned around and looked at Yuemaqiao.

There was a man of great figure standing there holding a sword. He was about twenty years old and was very arrogant.

With Huang Lin's eyesight, although he was more than twenty feet away, he could see the expression of this person clearly.

Seeing this man with a harsh look on his face, he looked up at Jufulou, and shouted with a high spirit: "Yang Wengan, get out for Duan!"

The sound was quite loud, and it even covered the noise in the building.

Huang Lin raised his eyebrows and turned to look at the wall behind Wang Tong.

Sure enough, a sound came out there.

"Oh~ Isn't this Duan Zhixuan, the first disciple of the Guanzhong Sword Sect? Why? Do you want to avenge your useless master Qiu Wensheng?"
Chapter completed!