Having seen the prosperity of modern metropolises, it is difficult to marvel at the large cities in the low productivity stage.
But Zhang Xuezhou was still impressed by Chang'an City.
There are so many ingenious handicrafts in this city.
This is a huge city built entirely by manpower, and every part of it appears to be filled with ingenuity.
This even includes city walls made of mud bricks and bluestones. These walls are carved with various figures, chariots and horses, and texts, as if telling stories.
The thick city wall tightly wraps the entire city and brings a sense of stability to the town.
In Chang'an City, the flow of people passing by is like ants moving, and the scale is at least dozens of times greater than that in Chengdu.
This is an extremely scary number.
This is the first time for Zhang Xuezhou to see so many people in this world.
The constant flow of people made Chang'an City's towers appear to be heavily guarded. There were as many as hundreds of guards inspecting the festival.
Hearing Zhang Qian mention that there are twelve gates in Chang'an City, and the gate they are currently passing through is just one of them, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but sigh.
"Our Han Dynasty is so prosperous and has a constant supply of logistics. Given time, it will be difficult for the evil country to persist!"
"Fighting a war does not entirely depend on supplies!"
Zhang Qian forced a smile and replied.
He handed over the "section" for passage, but the guard who inspected the "section" did not give any guidance.
According to the normal procedure, he sent the homing pigeons in advance, and Jing Zhaoyin in Chang'an City would have preset arrangements no matter how busy he was.
But at the moment, he was allowed to pass through Chang'an City freely to go on business, or Zhang Qian missed the date, or Jing Zhaoyin didn't take their carrier pigeon to deliver the message seriously.
Zhang Qian didn't know what kind of situation he was encountering now.
He placed the horse in the stable, and then had to lead Zhang Xuezhou into Chang'an City.
"Are we going directly to Jingzhaoyi Mansion?"
Hearing Zhang Qian describe the related troubles, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but ask.
He had never wanted to come to Chang'an City, but seeing Zhang Qian's failure, he felt slightly happy in his heart.
"There is no way to enter Jing Zhaoyi's mansion directly. I have to go and submit a greeting card first. After delivering the message, Jing Zhaoyi thinks he needs to see me, and then he will ask me to summon me." Zhang Qian said helplessly: "Pass the sign to Beijing.
It will take at least three days for Zhaoyi to check, so we can only wait first!"
"No rush, I'm not in a hurry." Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand and said, "You have arranged for someone to take over my translation. The owner of the business group will be doing business with us for at least two months. I can afford to wait."
"But I can't afford to wait," Zhang Qian said melancholy: "Without the government's arrangement, I have to pay for a hotel privately. Staying in Chang'an City for three days will cost me at least a month's salary!"
“The prices in Chang’an City are so high!”
Zhang Xuezhou sighed with emotion.
There is no need for him to contribute money at the moment, so Zhang Xuezhou doesn't have any psychological pressure.
However, the high prices in Chang'an City were too much for officers like Zhang Qian, which made Zhang Xuezhou lament that life in the city was not easy.
He even lamented the salary level of the Western Military Region.
When Zhang Xuezhou heard Yi Sheng recommend various high-ranking officials in the military region, he thought that the military region was a good place to get ahead. However, seeing Zhang Qian's embarrassment, he immediately gave up the idea of developing the military region.
As a general with a high title, Zhang Qian looked shabby when he came to Chang'an City, let alone a large-scale soldier.
At this time, Zhang Xuezhou finally understood why Zhang Zhong, who had been a top soldier for more than ten years, failed to make him a rich second generation.
Based on the level of treatment in the military region, it is a bit difficult to make a fortune.
This is true for making a fortune, and it must be even more difficult than practicing more difficult things to make a fortune.
The reason why the military region produces talents is mainly due to the huge population base. With more people, some outstanding people will emerge, which also leads to the illusion that there are as many talents as dogs in the military region and everyone can change their destiny by serving as a soldier.
Zhang Xuezhou was intimidated at first, thinking that the development of the military region was very good.
As his knowledge continues to grow, he can already make certain distinctions.
Even Zhang Xuezhou can't help but feel miserable now, but compared to many people, his conditions are already extremely superior.
At least Zhang Xuezhou's current training conditions are no different from those of Wu Chao, the fourth prince of the Fierce Kingdom, and his achievements far exceed those of officers like Zhang Qian.
He thought about it and realized that he had almost reached the top without knowing it.
Apart from the fear of his life, he has nothing to criticize.
Coming out of Zhangjiazhuang, a small mountain village, the route Zhang Xuezhou took seemed bumpy and bumpy, but he directly completed the route that many students would have taken several years, more than ten years, or even half a lifetime to complete.
Simply by obtaining the entry method, he was at least three to five years ahead of schedule compared to Zhang Changgong and Zhang Cigong.
And stepping into the holy land to practice is a back door among the thousands of young people in the evil country, directly occupying one of the three candidates' positions.
The things he didn't take seriously in the past actually spanned the family backgrounds and efforts of too many people, and were no different from those at the top.
Zhang Xuezhou previously thought that His Holiness the Golden Toad trained him extensively, but now that he thinks about it, His Holiness the Golden Toad’s approach was quite kind.
It's just that Zhang Xuezhou was not a kind person and met a teacher who liked to kill students. Otherwise, Zhang Xuezhou's life in the Holy Land would have been very comfortable.
He and Zhang Qian came to Chang'an City and compared it again, only to realize that his chances and opportunities were already incredible.
This made Zhang Xuezhou feel a lot more comfortable, feeling that hanging out with Wu Chao might not be a dead end.
He put his mind at ease and followed Zhang Qian around, trying his best to get over this troublesome situation.
On the first day he checked into the inn, Zhang Qian was talking and laughing.
On the second day after checking into the inn, Zhang Qian had no intention of talking and kept walking back and forth in the inn.
On the third day after staying at the inn, Zhang Qian couldn't help but leave the inn and took Zhang Xuezhou to the outside of Jing Zhaoyi's mansion.
But unfortunately, Jingzhaoyi Mansion is not a place that everyone can enter.
There is only one Jingzhaoyi Mansion in the huge Chang'an City, which governs the huge capital city and surrounding areas. It is impossible for people to come and go at will by beating drums and grievances like the Yamen in Rongcheng.
Jingzhaoyi Mansion occupies a very large area and is divided into eight areas, involving 64 official affairs-related processing. All operations need to follow regulations.
The sign submitted by Zhang Qian leads to the military headquarters of Jingzhaoyi Mansion, but there is still no response, and he can't even get through the door.
Either the name was too late and suppressed, or there were too many members of the Yin Yang family involved recently, and the Jingzhaoyi Mansion did not pay enough attention to his report.
The time passed to the third day, and Zhang Qian still had not received an audience.
“Too much bureaucracy!”
Zhang Qian pointed at Jingzhaoyi Mansion and said something with great hatred.
By the fourth day at the inn, Zhang Qian's face had darkened.
On the fifth day, Zhang Qian had already begun to sell some of his valuable belongings.
"Can't wait any longer!"
On the sixth day at the inn, Zhang Qian hooked up with Zhang Xuezhou.
"What's going on? Are we going back to Yanmen Pass?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.
"Brother, you must ensure that you have indeed learned the art of cultivation from Cuo Bugui," Zhang Qian said with a look of pain on his face.
"Yes, I learned a copy of the "Yin Yang Great Compassion Nine Heavens Mantra", which is inherited from Taoist Master Jiu Chi. This cannot be wrong!"
Zhang Xuezhou patted his chest, and the assurance made Zhang Qian feel a lot more at ease.
"The Jingzhaoyi Mansion probably missed my sign," Zhang Qian said solemnly, "If we don't go back to Yanmen Pass directly, we have only one way out!"
He originally wanted to take credit from Zhang Xuezhou and get promoted to a military official position, or even enter the imperial court, but Zhang Qian found that he was overthinking it.
As a junior officer like him, the Jingzhaoyi Mansion didn't take him seriously at all.
He hasn't gotten a single point in rewards now, but he has already received two months' salary.
Zhang Qian felt that it would not work to continue like this.
In grief, he set his sights on the imperial city area.
The Jingzhaoyi Mansion did not deal with his matter, so Zhang Qian had no choice but to bypass this functional department and seek help from higher authorities.
He couldn't even enter the Jingzhaoyi Mansion, let alone go in and out of the palace to see Emperor Jing.
Zhang Qian set his sights on the prince who was rumored to be considerate of the people.