The bullock cart jolted away all the way. The children behind picked up two bags full of coal and happily squeezed into the city gate, disappearing again.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and Xiao Han stood in front of the carriage, looking at this scene as if he was lost.
"Brother Xiao, what are you looking at?"
Xiaofeng, whose arms were tied up and looked like the Condor Heroes on TV, curiously poked his head out of the car and asked.
Xiao Han was stunned for a moment, then he chuckled. He did not rush to answer his words. Instead, he stretched out his hand from his pocket and solemnly bowed to the man driving the bullock cart.
"Let's go into the city! Get settled first!"
Straightening up again, Xiao Han took the lead and walked towards the dilapidated city gate, walking more freely than before.
People's thoughts are not static.
If the scene just now was seen in the eyes of Xiao Han, who had just arrived in the Tang Dynasty, apart from the desolation of the world, he would probably only have deep sympathy for those children.
However, now, Xiao Han saw hope and the kindness of the driver from the same scene!
Children will always grow up, suffering will eventually pass, and prosperity will eventually come.
Only this kind heart can't wait or hope.
Enter the city.
In the Tang Dynasty, the management of the floating population was not strict. Basically, as long as you did not leave the customs, you could wander around the world at will.
Of course, the premise is that you have enough wealth or talent!
For example, Li Bai once visited Mount Lu, Tianmen Mountain, Jingting Mountain, Caishiji, Tianmu Mountain, Yellow Crane Tower, etc...
Du Fu also climbed Mount Tai, Dongting Lake, Luoyang, and Chengdu.
Even Wang Wei, who seemed to have meditated on Buddhism and lived in seclusion in the mountains, had once been on a mission outside the Great Wall and witnessed the scene of "the solitary smoke in the desert and the sun setting over the long river".
Well, these are all talented people. Not only do they not cost money, they can also make money wherever they go!
As for Xiao Han and the others, they could only honestly pay the entry fee of two copper coins per person and five copper coins for mules and horses. Only then could they enter Pingyang City as a group of foreigners.
After walking out of the dark and narrow city gate, when everything in front of me became bright again.
Xiao Han suddenly discovered a Pingyang that was completely different from the dilapidated city wall just now.
Although it was a winter afternoon, Pingyang City was still crowded with people. Although it was not as wealthy as Chang'an, it was still more prosperous than other big cities Xiao Han had seen.
The street vendors shouting loudly, the old man carrying a straw stick filled with red candied haws, the proprietress steaming a steaming pot of steamed buns, and a few arrogant government officials, all are so vivid.
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"You, why are you standing in the middle of the road like a stick? You're not blocking the road?"
As soon as I mentioned the Yamen, the Yamen came to my door.
There was a dog-skin plaster on one temple, with a big word "GUYI" written on his chest. He glanced sideways at Xiao Han and the others, put down a white meat bun, and walked towards Xiao Han and the others with square steps.
"Huh?" Cheng Yaojin, who was already free and had itchy hands, saw that this man was looking for trouble. He immediately glared at him, swung his arms and squeezed in front of Xiao Han.
What a joke! How could he, General Cheng, care about such a small role? In Chang'an, even if a bad commander saw him, he would only nod and bow! Not to mention these small officials who don't even have a grade!
Cheng Yaojin stood in front of Xiao Han, just like a black bear standing there!
Although the officer who came over was not good-looking, he still had a sharp eye. When he saw this momentum, he immediately stopped and looked at Lao Cheng who was gearing up in surprise.
"You...what are you going to do?!"
As soon as the sultry person drank, the clerk suddenly felt something being stuffed into his hand, something cold and heavy...
"Haha, this official, these people are brought from our hometown. They have never seen the world, so don't be surprised!"
At some point, Xiaofeng's father came to the Yamen with a smile on his face and no trace of his usual coldness.
The Yamen glanced at the strong man and skillfully shook the copper in his hand. After calculating the value in his mind, the expression on his face immediately softened.
Calmly, he kicked a handful of coins into his arms. The Yamen waved his hand as if he was impatient: "Let's go, let's go! Don't delay others! If you want to see the scene, you have to do it by the roadside!"
"Okay, okay, okay! Let's go now, let's go now."
The caravan boss smiled and agreed, while calmly pulling Cheng Yaojin, and then led the team to continue walking towards the center of the city.
Cheng Yaojin was not a person without sense of propriety. Although he wanted to beat up the displeased guy in front of him, seeing the man say this, he could only move forward with the team angrily.
"Boss? Did you just?"
The team started again, but Xiao Han felt a little strange about the strong man's behavior.
Along the way, they also encountered government officials, but this was the first time that a man showed such attentiveness.
"It's nothing, I just don't want to cause trouble." The strong man seemed to know what Xiao Han was going to ask, so he sighed and answered casually.
When Xiao Han saw this, he said "Oh", then looked at the coal stalls that could be seen everywhere in the city, and suddenly remembered something and asked: "By the way, I think the coal business here is also very prosperous, why don't you buy from here?"
Should we abandon the near for the far?"
"Haha, this, Brother Xiao, you don't know something about this..."
Hearing Xiao Han's question, before the strong man could speak, an accompanying caravan member smiled and explained to Xiao Han: "The coal production in Pingyang is large, but most of it is ordinary loose carbon. What we want
But the output of the best coal is not much. Moreover, this is the territory of the Wang family in Taiyuan, and it is not good for us to go and stretch our hands here."
"Taiyuan Wang family?" When Xiao Han heard this name, his eyes couldn't help but shine.
Since he inadvertently developed a grudge against the Cui family, he has naturally studied the seven sects and five surnames carefully.
The Taiyuan Wang family can be traced back to Wang Jian, the general of the Qin Dynasty. However, although their ancestors were extremely brave, the Taiyuan Wang family's family style was extremely upright, with a sense of justice and peace everywhere.
They are not as concerned about political affairs as others, but they especially like to read and educate people.
This can be seen just by looking at the celebrities who have come out of the Wang family.
Not to mention Wang Tong, who had a relationship with Xiao Han, just look at Wang Liang, Wang Xu, Wang Xiang, Wang Bo, Wang Wei and others, and you can see how profound the Wang family's academic style in Taiyuan is.
(Wang Tong is the legendary master of Xue Shou, Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui and others.
Wang Liang, the legendary Bole.
Wang Xu, Guiguzi, there is nothing to say, they are already myths.
Wang Xiang, one of the legendary twenty-four filial piety, is the one who lies on the ice begging for a carp. Ke Ke has always been curious, wouldn't it be faster to throw a stone than to take a body?
Wang Bo, the author of the preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion, memorized Coke in junior high school and his head was buzzing.
