Early the next morning, Ye Tan got on his horse and started to leave, followed by a carriage. Although it was a carriage, the speed was not slow at all. As a result, everyone's speed became faster and faster. Yan Song also said along the way.

Some requests, especially telling Ye Tan to maintain the attitude of a marquis and not to lose his composure when he sees Chang'an.

This kind of worry is actually reasonable, because Ye Tan was just a farmer before, and how can a place like Songzhou City compare to Chang'an? Yan Song meant well, but it was a pity that he had forgotten who Ye Tan was.

Do people who cross the ocean care about this?

I remember many people said that they were shocked when they saw Chang'an. Ye Tan found that except for the nice bridge at the intersection, he didn't feel much else. Firstly, his nerves were very numb. Secondly, there was really nothing special about it. There were many

People say that ancient buildings shock them. This shock comes from the fact that when everyone was very poor and didn’t have enough to eat, how could anyone build this? In fact, most cities are made of the flesh and blood of ordinary people. This is not the case.

An empty talk.

Someone traveled back in time to the Han Dynasty and said how grand Chang'an and Luoyang were at that time. The comparison is with the yellow mud walls of many houses not far away, right?

Seeing such a scene, do you still expect Ye Tan to say something like, wow, he is so tall and majestic. There is no way to compare it with us in the countryside. Then a person in Chang'an began to despise him, he is just a country boy.

I have never seen the world.

This is a standard procedure, and it is also the reason why many country people are looked down upon. Yan Song originally wanted Ye Tan to pay attention to it, but as a result, the first words he said when he came to the city gate made the city gate official almost get angry and hurt someone.

"This is the so-called capital city, Chang'an? It's in tatters, as if it's been robbed, hey."

"Who are you? You dare to confuse the public with your evil words again. Aren't you afraid of the king's law?" A city gatekeeper who looked like a scholar suddenly walked up to them and pointed at Ye Tan on the horse and asked. What Yan Song was about to say, in the end,

Choosing to shut up, this picky, nonsense person wanted to see what kind of person he really was.

"Did I make a mistake?" Ye Tan glanced at Yan Song and knew that he was doing it on purpose, so he pointed to the city wall not far away and said, "Don't tell me that this place is a problem left by the previous dynasty. It was obviously just stripped.

It hasn't been too long, and look at how dirty it is in here."

The city gatekeeper looked at Ye Tan's finger and almost fainted. A piece of the city wall was really torn off. It seemed that the previous one had not been repaired. But, if you say this, don't you look down on us in the capital?

, so the man threatened, "Even so, how can you, a little commoner, say that? Come here, arrest me."

People in the capital are proud, but they also have low self-esteem, and what's even more terrible is their sensitivity.

"Ah..." The city gatekeeper was hit in the face by something made of copper. He was about to get angry, but when he saw the seal of the Marquis, he stood up immediately and stopped talking.

"De Xing." Ye Tan picked up the reins and entered directly through the city gate, without giving these people a chance to continue talking nonsense.

It is a famous city through the ages, because it has experienced the precipitation of time. The current Chang'an City is just in tatters, and the surrounding moat is dirty. In addition, the ancient people had no awareness of hygiene at all, so it was not a problem to urinate and defecate anywhere.

However, spitting is common. Living in such a place, Ye Tan thinks that it must be because the immunity of the ancients was very strong.

Because he had to wait for the emperor's summons, Ye Tan stayed at the State Guesthouse. Anyway, he didn't have a house here, and he didn't plan to live here permanently, so he just found a place to rest.

As soon as he settled in, Ye Tan asked to take a shower, because there were not only people from the Tang Dynasty, but also some hostages from other countries. This feeling was not good, because this time was not as clean as in later generations.

A group of people, just one look at them will make your eyes sting.

Originally, the people at the State Guesthouse wanted to say where the country bumpkin came from, but they didn't know that bathing required reservations in advance, but Zhang Yi was left speechless with just one sentence.

"Our young master is used to taking a bath every day. If you don't have anything here, how about lending it to us?"

Doesn't this mean they don't believe in our ability, so the other party prepared bath water for Ye Tan, and before they left, three cooks came over and said they wanted to borrow their kitchen, saying that the owner was not used to it.

Food cooked by outsiders.

Now the reception staff of the State Guesthouse are angry. Are you too big? What kind of people have never been received by us here, and we have never made any mistakes or dissatisfaction? Those people are not satisfied here.

I feel good, I sleep well, and I like to go out and look for trouble when I have nothing to do.

"Just tell me what you want to eat. Although the chefs here are not as good as the imperial chefs, they are not far behind." The seventh- or eighth-grade receptionist in green clothes said dissatisfiedly.

"We can really prepare it ourselves." Chef Chen Wu, who is younger, said sheepishly. He really doesn't want to embarrass you.

"Tell me, what kind of dish is it?"

"Our master wants to eat twice-cooked pork or braised pork, is there any?" Chen Wu's master, Master Mo, didn't care about this and asked pretending to be calm.

"Twice-cooked pork, braised pork? What?" He really hadn't heard of it.

"It's what our master usually likes to eat." Master Mo explained softly, and then the other party really didn't hear it, so he could only shake his head and give them a chance to do it.

A strong aroma wafted over during lunch. When Ye Tan just walked to the door and was about to let someone bring it in, he heard the noise outside.

"What do you mean? Why is their food different from ours? Do they look down on us Turks?"

"What do you mean? Why are the food given to us different from theirs? Are you looking down on us, Goryeo?"

"What do you mean? Why do you give us different food? Are you looking down on us Tubo?"

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The little official who just received the call wanted to cry. Who did I offend? Didn't I just kindly lend the kitchen to a stranger? Besides, haven't you all been saying before that the taste here is good?

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The person serving the dishes was Mo Xiaoyu, the son of Master Mo. He looked at the group of people surrounding him, all dressed in different styles. At a glance, he knew that these people were being used as hostages here, or from various countries.

Although the Turks sent people to cause trouble this time, when Li Shimin ascended the throne, people from all over the world also needed to witness it, especially the so-called neighboring powers.

"Mo Xiaoyu, bring it here, I'm hungry." Ye Tan didn't pay attention to these people. He was usually spoiled and was very domineering.

"Young master, here we come." After Mo Xiaoyu agreed, he wanted to carry it over, but was stopped by a guy with chicken feathers. He said with dissatisfaction, "Boy, I like this thing. If you give it to me, I will

I’ll let you go, otherwise.”

"Get out of here." Noila Mo was not afraid of him and directly pushed this person aside. As a result, this person may have been to Pingkangfang too many times recently, so he didn't stop and fell to the ground directly, and followed him.

Several people immediately pulled out their knives and pointed them at Mo Xiaoyu, "How dare you be rude to Lord Ye Hu?"
Chapter completed!