It has been more than 200 years since the founding of Daxia. The long-term prosperity of the country and the people has created unprecedented prosperity for it.
The greatest manifestation of this prosperity is its capital city.
A tall city, crowded motorcades, silk merchants, plump women in gold and silver, and fireworks blooming in the sky above the city in the clear day.
There are four hundred states and thousands of cities in the world, which are unique.
Thousands of people, carriages and horses came and went, and there were well-dressed guards, but there was no check-in. Daxia has a broad mind and all nations come to court.
The fifth grader followed the crowd through the city gate, walked skillfully through the streets and alleys, and stopped in front of a house with the simple and unsophisticated word "Li Zhai" hanging on it.
This is Li Fengan's private residence in the capital.
The house looks inconspicuous, but it is not easy to live in the capital, and it costs a lot to buy a house in this location.
Li Fengan had not lived in this house a few times during his lifetime, but it was always clean and tidy and very popular. Even if Li Fengan suddenly opened the door without any news in advance, he could still sit down and take a sip as if he were on Jiannan Road.
Hot tea, lying on a fluffy and soft bed, smelling the usual incense and falling asleep peacefully.
The layout here is exactly the same as that of the Jiannan Road Governor's Mansion, but it's just a few sizes smaller.
The fifth grade student stood in the hall, holding a pot of tea and drinking it without any image.
"Top five!" someone came in and shouted.
Zhongwu almost choked: "Zhonghou, what the hell are you screaming for?"
The man who came in looked very loyal and held up a letter in his hand: "This is scarier than seeing a ghost. Is this an order from Master Yuan? Is Master Yuan crazy?"
The fifth grader understood his mood very well, because when Yuanji gave the order, he had the same thought, but he didn't shout it out.
"This is the eldest lady's order." He put down the teapot.
Zhonghou swallowed his words. He couldn't help but say that the eldest lady was crazy. His expression turned into worry: "Is the eldest lady okay?"
What happened? The eldest lady actually bowed her head to Liang Zhen and begged for mercy? That’s the old guy who sent happy words to the governor’s funeral!
The fifth grader waved his hands calmly: "The eldest lady is very good. Things at home are arranged in an orderly manner. Don't just start yelling at the beginning. Continue reading. Did the eldest lady tell us to bow our heads?"
Zhonghou took a deep breath and sat down to read the letter before exhaling. He only told Liang Zhen to go see Liang Zhen and hand over the letter from the eldest lady. There was no need to do anything else.
"The old guy's concierge can punch at most ten people. We can punch in with five people." He rubbed his big hands and was eager to try.
Since the letter is just delivered to Liang Zhen, then asking to go in and typing it in are the same as long as it goes in.
Of course they chose to call in.
"I've long disliked them. Do you know what that old guy did? He melted the gold coffin we gave him and beat it into gold leaves and held flowers. It's so shameless." Zhonghou spat.
The fifth grader touched his chin and thought for a while: "You have to be smart when you hit me. Don't rush me, old man, and tear up the lady's letter without even reading it."
Skills were not something he considered. Zhonghou scratched his head and said, "I'll call everyone here and let's discuss it."
People in the capital are busy and overwhelmed with new things one after another, and new things become stale.
There was a rare commotion on the bustling street, and countless people rushed in one direction.
Those who knew what was happening and those who didn't knew what was happening also hurriedly ran after him, but the crowd was driven to both sides like chickens and ducks.
"What is it?" The crowd at the back stood on tiptoe and looked around, seeing five groups of people spreading across the wide street.
These people wear colorful clothes and ride tall horses. The men in front are brave and brave. There are also women on horseback in the team. They wear skirts and veils. The veils are not to cover their faces, but to make their faces more beautiful and looming.
As they walked, the streets were dazzling with golden light, and when they passed by, countless people jumped to the ground with cheers.
There are pearls and jade pendants scattered on the ground. I don't know if they are decorations that fell from horses or people.
"Can I rob it?" The new countryman bit his fingers in fright, "They will come looking for it."
This is valuable jewelry.
"How could the Luo family pick up things that fell on the ground?" People from the capital calmed down the country people.
Hearing the word "people of the Luo family", the country people exclaimed: "Concubine Luo?"
Nowadays, the most prosperous person in the Great Xia Dynasty is the Luo family. The Luo family girl is beautiful, good at singing and dancing, and is favored by all, and is ranked as a noble concubine. Her sisters and brothers are also given high officials by the feudal wives, entering and leaving the palace. The princess has met
Avoid three points.
"The emperor has brought his concubine out of the palace again, and the Luo family will accompany her."
"The emperor has been in the palace for more than half of this year. Will he still go to court?"
"Prime Minister Choi is here."
"It's getting cold here, why don't you go out to escape the heat?"
"It's not to escape the summer heat, but the imperial concubine's parrot died. The imperial concubine was sad. In order to avoid seeing things and missing birds, the emperor took her to the palace to relax."
The passers-by talked skillfully about the affairs of the royal court, and the country people listened intoxicated. The noise on the street here has not stopped, and there is another bustle in the distance.
"There's a fight!"
"The bandits broke into the house and robbed it!"
Fights are not uncommon, but bandit robbery is unprecedented. The four gates of the Imperial City of Daxia are open to the world, but there are no soldiers to maintain order. How can bandits rob wantonly?
The spectators were not afraid of the bandits at all, and flocked to watch the excitement. When they arrived at a place, officers and soldiers had already maintained order.
What was maintained was that the spectators were not allowed to come forward, but the fight in front of the door continued, and the officers and soldiers did not try to dissuade them at all.
"It can't be controlled, it can't be controlled." Everyone shook their heads, "Private grudges have been going on for more than ten years, and the emperor can't control them."
What kind of personal grudges can the emperor not care about?
"This is the home of Governor Liang. Are these people from Jiannan Road? Didn't they fight once? Are they going to fight again this time?"
"Last time someone from Jiannan Road called us and said it was Old Governor Liang who sent a happy message to Governor Li at his funeral."
"Then why this time?"
There are no secrets in the capital, and explanations soon sounded among the onlookers, who watched as dozens of people in front of the door punched in, punched out, and punched in again.
After fighting again, a big man in disheveled clothes wiped away the blood from his nose and pointed at the opponent with a swollen head and face in front of him.
"Old man, if you have the guts, just read our lady's reply! Our lady knows the best etiquette. You sent the funeral ceremony, and our lady replied to you with a thank-you letter!"
Although his opponent had a bruised nose, a swollen face and a crack in his eye, he showed no sign of weakness and burst out laughing: "You just write a letter without a gift? How can you understand etiquette?"
The entourage who stretched out his hand laughed loudly: "Send me more gold. I've finished using it and I'm missing you."
"Grandson, I hope grandpa will take good care of you."
You come and I yell at my grandfather and your grandson, and those who maintain order here will nod: "That's about it." Then they wave their hands, and the officers and soldiers who have just arrived to disperse.
The two parties dispersed, yelling at each other reluctantly.
At the feet of the Emperor, enough is enough. Everyone understands this principle. If you give me face, I must give you face.
"Bah grandson."
"Haha, it was a good beating."
"I didn't fight last time, but I tried my best this time."
Zhonghou, with his hands on his hips, laughed and swaggered with his brothers. The officers and soldiers gave way, and the onlookers also gave way. A black wall blocked the way.
Zhongwu stopped and looked at the wall warily.
This is a human wall with fourteen or five men. Although the people retreated to both sides, the street was not wide. This group of people stood still and blocked the road.
They wore broad hats and black coarse clothes and carried baskets on their backs. They smelled strange, like the smell of cattle and sheep and the smell of grass. Are they businessmen selling livestock or farmers plowing the fields?
"You, people from Li Fengan of Jiannan Road?" asked the leading man.
His voice was jumpy and full of curiosity, like a simple countryman who had just entered the city.
The hair on my hair stood up immediately after I was in the fifth grade.
He raised his head and saw a pair of deep and quiet eyes under the hat, and a face with pale skin.
"You guys, Zhenwu Army?" Zhongwu blurted out in a low voice, and he didn't even realize how he came to the inference.
Perhaps it was the hostility revealed by this pale-faced man, or perhaps he could finally distinguish the smell of blood mixed with the smell of grass, cattle and sheep in these men, and their appearance in front of the door of Liang Zhen, the former Zhenwu Jiedu Commander.