This magnificent capital city located at the foot of the Helan Mountains was built during the reign of Li Yuanhao, the former lord of the Western Xia Dynasty. It reaches the Helan Mountains in the north and the Yellow River in the south. It has the advantages of both mountains and rivers, and relies on the agricultural benefits of "fortressing the south of the Yangtze River" on the Hetao Plain.
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Millions, a city of this size can be called a "super metropolis" of this era.
The layout and structure of Xingqing Mansion are all modeled after Bianliang, the capital of the Song Dynasty. The outline of the entire city is in the shape of a phoenix, with Chengtian Temple as the crest and mountains and rivers. The main residents in the city are the Xixia Forbidden Army and their families, as well as the central bureaucrats of Xixia
.This group of people accounts for about half of the city’s population.
The whole country of Xixia, from the common people to the upper-class nobles, believed in Buddhism, which was quite different from the Song Dynasty's belief in Taoism.
Murong Fu entered the city easily without revealing his whereabouts. At this time, Murong Fu had already used the art of disguise to change his appearance. His originally handsome and elegant face suddenly became normal, and even to a certain extent, it could be said that
Somewhat ugly, his whole face was dry and stiff, like a zombie.
Murong Fu looked at his current appearance through a bronze mirror. He was speechless for a long time and touched his forehead with his hand.
There was no way, Li Yanzong's appearance was determined a long time ago, and even if Murong Fu wanted to change it now, he couldn't, so he had to follow the image of Li Yanzong in his memory and recreate his current zombie appearance.
Murong Fu complained about his venerable appearance countless times in his heart: This disguise technique is too crude. No wonder he didn't even get Princess Yinchuan in Xixia for so many years, so he really didn't do anything serious.
Walking on the street, looking around, there are all kinds of people, including Han people, Khitans, Dangxiang people, etc. The origins of the rulers of the Xixia Dynasty are also very interesting. According to later research, the Dangxiang people should have migrated from the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.
Descendants of the Qiang people who came from China, but the Xixia royal family at that time considered themselves Xianbei people.
And the appearances of these people are also various. In order to quickly get rid of the cultural and psychological dependence on the Central Plains dynasty, Li Yuanhao, the founding monarch of Xixia, issued a "baldness order", stipulating that all men in the country must comply within three days.
.For a time, the whole country had a uniform "Mediterranean" hairstyle. In later generations of Mongolia, the original inspiration for the "hair but not head" trick played by the Jian slaves in the Han Dynasty came from here.
Now times have changed, Li Yuanhao's soul returned to Jiuquan decades ago, and this bald hair order gradually became less and less important as the degree of sinicization in the Xixia country deepened. In addition, the subsequent border war between Song and Xia
The war continued frequently, and more and more Han people in the Central Plains could not stand the excessive levies and expropriations imposed by the Song Dynasty after years of repeated defeats and wars, and secretly ran to the territory of Xixia. Today, less than half of the people in Xixia are Han people from the Central Plains. Therefore, Murong Fu is so
A strange man in green robe wearing a Chinese man's bun appeared on the street, which didn't attract much attention.
Murong Fu walked on the street with his hands behind his back, looking at everything in front of him, with a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth.
Compared with the big coward who claims to be Zhengshuo of the Central Plains, Xixia is obviously more open and tolerant, making the best use of people and making the best use of their talents. There is no empty-headed "Hua Yi distinction", which is why
At the beginning of the founding of Xixia, Li Yuanhao overwhelmed the Song Dynasty with a mere population of one million. In addition to Li Yuanhao's own talents and strategies, this was also a very important reason.
Just in terms of attitude towards warriors, Xixia was much stronger than the Song Dynasty. Murong Fu was a middle-level officer of the first rank. Not only did his salary be higher than that of civil servants of the same rank, he also had his own independent house in the Xixia Imperial City where every inch of land was precious.
The most important thing is that Li Yanzong, the incarnation of Murong Fu, often stays away from Xixia for most of the year, but his salary and salary are still the same, which can be said to be treated with respect.
Murong Fu was rushing to his villa in the west of the city when he suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves approaching. Although the distance was still far away, such a big movement was extremely clear to Murong Fu's ears.
Murong Fu couldn't help but frowned: It's common sense that horses are not allowed to ride in such a busy city. Horse racing on the street these days is just like the will-o'-the-wisp teenagers racing in the central business district in later generations. And listening to this movement, at least the person coming
There were more than twenty people. Who was so arrogant and dared to make such a big fuss?
Nowadays, Xixia has changed greatly. It is no longer the political situation before Murong Fu left Xixia last time. Such a blatant and unscrupulous guy must have a lot of background. In the past, Murong Fu was too lazy to deal with such people, but now, he might as well take it
This man came to cast stones and ask for directions.
So Murong Fu put his hands behind his back and walked slowly in the middle of the street. After a while, the sound of horse hooves was very close, and ordinary people on the street also noticed the approaching horse team. A group of vendors and pedestrians suddenly became confused.
They all got together and tried to get out of the way, but no one dared to even complain.
Murong Fu raised his eyes and saw a cavalry of twenty-seven men in the distance. All of them were dressed in embroidered clothes, and their BMWs had carved saddles. They stirred up countless dust and sand. This group of arrogant and domineering men shouted and shouted at the passers-by on the street.
Anyone who dodges a little slower will be whipped by this gang of slaves.
The leader of this group is a young man who looks to be about twenty-seven or eighty-year-old. He is about the same age as Murong Fu. He has a high nose and deep eyes, with obvious characteristics of a party member. His appearance can barely be called handsome, but there is only a gap between his eyebrows.
That touch of arrogance brought down his temperament. The man was wearing a white robe, and he was speeding past surrounded by a group of wealthy slaves and stars holding the moon in their hands. Wherever he passed, people were flying like chickens and dogs.
Murong Fu frowned: He was actually wearing white?
The Xixia Kingdom is different from the Central Plains in that it advocates white. Even the name of the country at the beginning of the founding of the Xixia Kingdom was Dabai Gao Kingdom. It can be said that the status of white in Xixia is equal to the exclusive color of the Xixia emperor. It is usually used when attending major events such as sacrifices.
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Murong Fu narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly had an idea in his mind.
So Murong Fu did not dodge or evade, and continued to walk slowly forward in small steps.
At this moment, a gray-haired old man moved a step slower because he was holding a child in his arms and failed to avoid the oncoming horse team.
The leading man in white seemed not to have seen it at all, and did not dodge or avoid it, as if the people in front of him were not two people but two weeds. The other followers also had indifferent expressions on their faces, as if they had long been aware of such a situation.
Things have become normal.
In front of the approaching horse team, the old man's skinny body was as weak as a small boat in the sea. He could only desperately protect the child in his arms with his skinny body.
Seeing that a tragedy was about to happen in the busy city, all the onlookers turned their backs, unable to bear to watch the tragedy that was about to happen.
The next moment, there was a scream, a scream, and then the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
Many people sighed silently in their hearts, lamenting the loss of two lives.
However, next, a high-pitched and long-lasting scream like a slaughtering pig made everyone realize that something seemed to be wrong.
How could an old man and a child make such a big noise?
Everyone looked up and saw a scene they would never forget.
I saw that the man in white robe who was domineering before had now fallen to the ground, and the handsome-looking sweaty horse was pressing on his legs. At this time, there was no longer a trace of indifference on the man's face, and his throat
The whole time was filled with heartbreaking screams.
Along with him, there were several other followers lying on the ground in a mess. The luckier ones only had a fall, while the less lucky ones ended up like the young man in white, and were crushed by horses and had their legs broken.
You must know that even an ordinary bad horse weighs three to four hundred kilograms. A horse that can travel thousands of miles in a day weighs at least seven or eight hundred kilograms with a saddle and other things. Such a heavy weight puts a heavy pressure on the leg.
, you can imagine the feeling. No wonder the young man and his entourage screamed so pitifully.
Murong Fu let go of the old man's hand and said nothing, but the old man kept thanking Murong Fu.
Murong Fu glanced at the old man, smiled, said nothing, turned around and strode towards the group of people he had knocked down just now, preparing to deal with the next trouble.
When the cavalry came over just now, Murong Fu used his energy to push forward and threw away those who were at the front. Although the galloping horse was so powerful that it was more than a thousand miles away, but it was important to know that the horse was moving from a cliff of several hundred feet.
He can catch two people who fall down, and it is no problem to tame a few fierce horses.
The man in white screamed like a pig for a while, and cursed repeatedly in Xixia language, and then he freed the stunned followers from their dazed state: After all, in the eyes of these northwest guys with simple martial arts,
, the hand Murong Fu showed just now can be described as a miracle.
A group of people scrambled to move the horse that was pressing on the man in white and foaming at the mouth. In the process, the man in white screamed like a pig but no longer had his previous indifference to human life.
.Some people are like this. They are indifferent to the lives of others and cannot bear any pain themselves. When their own lives are held in the hands of others like ants, they are often more ugly than ordinary people.
After the man in white was helped up, he immediately locked Murong Fu with a malicious gaze and ordered his subordinates in Xixia language: "Kill this person who uses magic to harm this prince!"
A group of big men looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't dare to move. The man in white yelled again: "Are you going to disobey this prince's order?"
At this order, the group of people hesitantly gathered around.