Spring is not close yet, and the rain is as thin as an ox’s hair.
In the early morning, the main gate of Chen Fuzhong is located on the bank of Yanming Lake.
Chen Xuan is still wearing the same cyan imitation Ming Dynasty Taoist robe. On the right side in front of Chen Xuan is Qing He who is wearing simple clothes.
Qing has the same sound, so pure!
Under the leadership of Qing He, Chen Xuan saw Chang'an when the Golden Crow rose to the east.
In the capital city of the most powerful country in the world, although there is a drizzle of rain falling from the sky to the world, it still cannot hinder the prosperity of Chang'an.
Just after leaving the boundary of Yanming Lake, you can see camel teams one after another, walking toward the inn in the dust.
Along the streets, there is the inaudible sound of hawking.
From the fires that were already burning brightly, it was not difficult to see that the people in these towns woke up very early and were very busy.
But sometimes, being busy doesn’t necessarily mean you can live a prosperous life, but there will always be natural and man-made disasters of one kind or another.
Common people in the Tang Dynasty had dozens of patches on their clothes.
Looking at those Hu merchants who have traveled thousands of miles and are dressed in silk and satin, they also look proud, proud of being Tang people.
The Tang State was very powerful, and its heavily armored black cavalry could sweep through all the countries in the world. This was the reason why the people of the Tang State were proud.
But as proud as ordinary people in the Tang Dynasty, they are busy all year round and have just enough.
When you are sick, you never dare to go to another hospital. Huichun Hall, Jimin Hall, etc., all have branch medical clinics in various counties in the Tang Dynasty.
The local doctor who walks around the streets is already a good doctor in the eyes of these ordinary people.
But from the driving away of soldiers patrolling the city, it can be seen that these local folk who walk in the streets will one day disappear.
The spring rain was getting heavier. Qing He held up the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and blocked Chen Xuan from the spring rain pouring from the sky.
Spring rains are much smaller than summer showers, but they are still very cold.
The oil-paper umbrella was not that big. Chen Xuan raised his head slightly and looked at the oil-paper umbrella above his head. He grabbed Qing He's arm and brought the oil-paper umbrella back to Qing He's head.
You have hands and feet, so why do you have to ask others to hold an umbrella?
The rain fell gradually, but before it fell on Chen Xuan's clothes, it turned into mist and dispersed in all directions.
There is no gathering of energy from heaven and earth, just like the rain does not want to fall on Chen Xuan.
However, it is not that the rain does not want to fall on Chen Xuan, but that Chen Xuan does not want the rain to fall on himself.
Even if it lasts for a long time, the imitation Ming Dynasty Taoist robe worn by Chen Xuan is still very dry.
Soon after, under the leadership of Qing He, Chen Xuan passed by the main road of the East City. Compared with the quiet South City, the West City where wealthy people gathered, and the North City where the central government offices gathered.
The barren Dongcheng is indeed a real world.
It is said that there are great scholars who talk and laugh, but there are no white men when they come and go. But at this time, how can the rich and noble men go to the humble house? For the rich and noble men, those who do not understand the Four Books and Five Classics are white men.
How much of the sage’s subtle words of righteousness have remained until now?
Could it be that while he talks about benevolence, justice and morality, all he thinks about is gold, silver and jewels.
Zhuangzi said: "As long as the sage dies, the thieves will not stop!" Such is the chaos.
Near noon, Chen Xuan and Qing He stopped in front of a stall and ordered two bowls of noodles, two bowls of ordinary plain noodles.
The taste of some noodles is very ordinary, but compared to the cheap price, Chen Xuan thinks the price is very suitable.
The East City side is barren and filled with busy people, but the West City side is extremely prosperous.
Carnivores wearing brocade hats, mink furs, silks and satins abound.
The pavilions are even more decorated with carved beams and paintings, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras can still be heard even near Dongcheng.
Chen Xuan stirred the plain noodles in the bowl with the chopsticks in his hand, and could vaguely see a few chopped green onions floating around. It turned out that this was Chang'an.
Everything in the world is impermanent because of its permanence. It turns out that the long river that the Taoist ancestors flowed against has not changed for a long time.
A bowl of plain noodles was finished in half an hour.
Chen Xuan looked at Qing He who was slowly eating plain noodles and said, "So this is Chang'an!"
Qinghe nodded and said: "Mr. Chen, this is Chang'an!"
"It's better in Chang'an. When I was a child, it was the same in my hometown and within the prefectural and provincial capitals."
"In bad years, when the gentry did not reduce land rent, many people became refugees and died on the way to escape famine."
If he were an ordinary nobleman, Qinghe would not dare to say these things.
The noble people are no longer in this world. Perhaps those noble people have heard some tear-jerking stories.
You will feel moved, but after you are moved, it will be the same as before.
"So the people of the Tang Dynasty would still believe in Haotian and pray for good weather in the coming year in the fields and countryside."
Chen Xuan smiled, but there was a bit of irony in this smile.
The most powerful country in the world has the iron cavalry that swept across the Xiling Alliance Army in the world, but the people at the bottom still believe in Haotian.
Who is at fault for this? No one knows, and no great sage would dare to expose it.
In order to make the Tang Dynasty prosperous, naturally we could only live in hardship and work as tenants in the fields.
Perhaps to the nobles of the Manchu Dynasty, tenants were just tenants, not common people. After all, they did not have household registration recognized by the Tang State.
Qing He said silently: "But will Mr. Haotian really care for the people of Tang Kingdom?"
When she was a child, she also saw old people in the village kneeling on the ground praying for good weather in the coming year.
People wearing simple Taoist robes can be regarded as working hard, but there is still a severe drought and no corn harvest.
Chen Xuan watched Qing He stand up, and he also stood up. He said calmly: "If you ask for benevolence, you will get benevolence. What will you get if you ask for God? I just ask for peace of mind."
"God, who lives high in the sky, has never come to the world. He regards all things as stupid dogs. We are no different."
"The only one who can save us is ourselves!"
Qinghe was silent. She didn't have these in the affairs she accepted, so she naturally didn't know how to answer.
Qing He was still in front and Chen Xuan was behind. The two left Dongcheng and headed for the world of mortals.
This is the time to see the world of mortals!
As soon as you enter the West City, you can feel the huge gap. The faces of the people in the East City have vicissitudes beyond their age.
Such a situation is not seen at all in Xicheng. Both men and women look very white.
The women were also very open and did not hide their grace at all, and the soldiers patrolling the city were also much gentler.
However, the people in Xicheng were a little more disgusted with Taoists like Chen Xuan who wore ordinary Taoist robes.
But after seeing Qing He's temperament in front of Chen Xuan, he lost a lot of this disgust.
As the former personal attendant of the fourth princess, many people in the West City knew him.
So the identity of this Taoist is naturally self-evident. A practitioner, a practitioner who belongs to Her Royal Highness the Fourth Princess and has the gift of saving lives, is enough to win over many people.
Many people came to chat, but were blocked by Qing He.