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4-6 Tigers and Dragons Pandi King City

The rest of the journey was uneventful, because there was a delegation from Xiliang in the team, and it was related to the Wanshou Festival. The government was taking care of it along the way. There were people leading the way, taking care of the food, and even the beggars on the way.

Being driven away can't help but make people a little surprised. The efficiency of the local government in the Zhou Dynasty was actually quite high.

After trekking for another month, we finally arrived in the capital area of ​​the Great Zhou Dynasty. The capital of the Zhou Dynasty was set on the original Dayuan Jiqing Road, which was the ancient capital of Jiankang. Jiankang is surrounded by rivers, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with dragons on the Zhongshan Mountain and tigers on the stone.

With the power of an emperor, it is a natural imperial capital.

Across the rolling river, Yuan Feng and others couldn't help but admire the capital city where tigers and dragons were sitting on the dragon's plate. It was such a majestic city through the ages. The green-gray city walls were endless as far as the eye could see. On the Yangtze River, there were masts like a forest, and thousands of sails were passing by.

No matter what, after all, he was the capital of the Central Plains Dynasty. Even though he was so far away, his aura was breathtaking.

The style of the Central Plains is completely different from the bitter and cold land in the northwest. The biggest feeling is that it is rich and lush. Looking at the past, it is all fields and ponds. The water network is so dense that it is beyond imagination. The density of villages is also extremely high. There are flocks of chickens and ducks, and pigs and dogs everywhere.

, although the common people are not as tall as the people from the northwest, they look good and their clothes are much neater and neater.

The team boarded the ferry at Pukou, crossed the river, and headed straight for Dinghuai Gate. The river was wide and the clouds were low, and the eyes were filled with water. These men who had grown up in the northwest border all year round couldn't help but sigh: "What a natural chasm."

The capital city is protected by the Yangtze River, so it will definitely take a lot of trouble to reach here in the future, but it is too early to consider this now. The wind on the river is strong, and Yuan Feng looks at the red masts on the other side illuminated by the glow, and there is only one thought in his heart.

Faith: Find every trace left by my father.

When we land and enter the city, it goes without saying that there is a lot of traffic and prosperity. Even those who are used to traveling in Chang'an will be shocked when they come to the capital. In comparison, Chang'an is just a provincial city. The capital is the capital after all.

, the wealth of the whole country is gathered here, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it with a sentence of heaven and earth.

Someone from the Ministry of Rites came to receive them, and the mission was placed in the newly built residence and lived with the vassal states of Korea, Japan, Siam, and Annan. However, the personal representative of the Governor of Shaanxi and Gansu had to find his own way. Since it was

Naturally, there was someone to take care of the high officials in the border areas. Yuan Feng personally took Fan Liangchen's autographed letter to Zhou Ziqing, the Minister of Household Affairs. Of course, he also brought with him a quite rich local product. Although it was not valuable, it was still a big deal in the capital.

Rare things.

Yuan Feng's disguised identity is the personal representative of the Governor of Shaanxi and Gansu. In the eyes of ordinary people, he is quite impressive. In fact, he is not even a low-ranking official. At best, he is just a housekeeper and a long-term attendant. However, Mr. Zhou is still very polite.

After meeting Yuan Feng, he casually asked about the customs of Gansu, said a few words and then asked the housekeeper to greet them.

The housekeeper took Yuan Feng to see the house. Yuan Feng said as he walked: "Time is really not forgiving. When I met Mr. Zhou in Lanzhou four years ago, he didn't have so much white hair on his temples. Today, when I see you,

He is much older, and it seems that he has worked hard for the country."

When Yuan Feng came in before, he had already given the housekeeper a door bag worth five taels. The housekeeper thought that the young man had a good eye for the price, so he answered: "Yes, our master has a lot of things to do every day, working hard for the country, and we pay him back from time to time."

If you have to go to the palace to deal with it, no matter it is in the middle of the night or in the morning, as long as the palace says a word, you have to rush there immediately. Do you think this can keep you from getting old? Can you keep your hair from growing old? "

"Master Zhou is an important minister of the emperor. Brother, don't you have to take advantage of this?" Yuan Feng continued to talk.

"Oh, don't mention it. I'm busy working around in front of me and behind the horse, and I can't get any benefits. Our master is an upright official and doesn't like those yellow and white ones. Not to mention offending people, we servants will also follow..." The housekeeper suddenly realized

I said something I shouldn’t have said, so I quickly changed my words:

"Fortunately, you, Governor Fan, gave me these local products. I was able to accept them and even chatted with them. If others had given them gifts, I would not have accepted them at all..."

As he talked and walked, he came to a house in the back alley. The courtyard with three entrances was not big in the capital, and it was just the residence level of a medium-sized official. The housekeeper said: "This is the house where the master used to live. I can't bear to sell it."

Keep it closed, your envoy can just stay here, and if you need anything, just come to me directly."

Yuan Feng took out another five taels of gold and thanked him: "Thank you, Brother Zhou Fu."

Zhou Fu went there with a smile on his hands, but Yuan Feng was worried. The yard was too small. He had brought a lot of people here, and there was no room for him. Fortunately, there was also the Xiliang Household Transfer Department.

Several houses purchased in the capital several months in advance can be used to deal with emergencies.

It is impossible to buy a big house. It is not that the official is not qualified to buy a courtyard with three entrances. It is an act that exceeds the limit and cannot be bought if he has money. Therefore, these people brought by Yuan Feng from Xiliang can only be distributed among

There are several places in the capital, but it’s good to have them both overtly and covertly, so that if anything happens, they can take care of each other.

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It is really difficult to find the traces left by the previous emperors. The short-lived Han Dynasty only existed for less than a year. Twenty years have passed. Everything back then has been wiped out. Things and people have changed.

The capital is no better than Xiliang. There is still Cao Yanhui who cares about the late emperor. Even the coins are made in the old system. The capital is the place where the birth palace was changed. At the emperor's feet, who dares to mention the past events? Even the bookstores do not record the history of that period.

A few words.

Yuan Feng took several of his followers and walked around the capital for several times, but still found nothing. It was the first time for everyone to come to the capital. The bustling streets dazzled them, especially around the Qinhuai River, where the whole street was covered with wine flags.

, when the lanterns first came on, the flower boats on the river looked as if they were rowed down from heaven. Countless warblers and swallows leaned on the railings and laughed, which made the young men from the northwest look at them and thought, Mom, these are all fairies.

However, the security situation in the capital is not very good. I walked all the way and saw four or five fights. They were not fights between men and women, but group fights between domestic slaves wearing silk and satin clothes. Eyebrow sticks were flying all over the sky.

The young masters stood aside and cheered to help. They didn't care when the officials came. They stood and watched from a distance. They didn't come over to wash the floor until the winner was decided.

Whenever there was a fight, the common people would stop and stand on the roadside to watch. While watching, they would comment on which servant's son this was, which general's young master this was, who had the most men and horses, and who was fighting for.

When a fan fights, they talk about it with gusto and in a clear and logical manner.

Huaixi Mandarin is popular nowadays, and people in the northwestern part of the capital can understand it. After hearing their comments, one of Yuan Feng's followers curled his lips and said: "Isn't this just children playing house? After playing for a long time, there was no one left."

Death, what kind of fight is this?"

Unfortunately, one of the young masters was standing next to him. Hearing these words, he immediately turned his head and looked at the entourage up and down.

The entourage is dressed in the standard northwest swordsman style, with an old sheepskin jacket, cowhide straps, boots, and a leather hat, and he also speaks with a Guanxi flavor.

"Are you from Chang'an?" the young master asked.

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