In the Song Dynasty, there was no law or order.

"Imperial City Envoy Cao Xiu has met Xiao Lang."

"The villains Di Qing, Shi Yu, Zhang Zhong, Li Yi, and Liu Qing have met Xiao Lang."

Several people saw Zhao Jun coming out and bowed to him.

"Hello, hello."

Zhao Jun followed their example and returned the favor, but his eyes kept wandering over Di Qing's face.

Di Qing seemed to notice the other person's gaze and lowered his head subconsciously.

In the Song Dynasty, it was not a good thing to have tattoos on your face. Walking on the street, you might be spit on the ground by street guys and scolded you as a traitor to the army.

"Xiao Lang, the officials asked us to protect you from now on. Di Qing is the commander of the camp. From now on, we will be at your disposal."

Cao Xiu lowered his head and said, "Xiao Lang's house is outside Xihua Gate, not far from the palace. Please come with me."

"Thank you very much."

Zhao Jun bowed his hands politely, turned to Wang Shouzhong and said, "Old Wang, thank the officials for me."

"Yes, then I will send you not far away."

Wang Shouzhong crouched, shocking everyone including Cao Xiu.

In fact, Cao Xiu didn't know Zhao Jun's identity.

Because the Imperial City Division is the eyes of the officials, and if the officials want to know something, they will ask the Imperial City Division to investigate.

But if it is something that the officials themselves know, it will naturally not be the turn of the Imperial City Division.

So the order Cao Xiu received was that Wang Shouzhong would bring a young man to Xihua Gate today and let them greet him.

From then on, Cao Xiu was responsible for protecting the young man secretly, while Di Qing, as the commander of the imperial camp, was responsible for leading a battalion to protect him openly.

In other words, the officials directly sent a battalion, and the entire Imperial City Division was secretly protecting it. This has greatly aroused Cao Xiu's curiosity.

Now seeing Wang Shouzhong's respectful attitude towards this young man, he was even more shocked by Zhao Jun's true identity.

Could it be.

The late emperor had an illegitimate son.

Is this guy the official's biological brother?

Cao Xiu was thinking wildly.

Here, Zhao Jun said hello to Wang Shouzhong again, then dragged his suitcase and prepared to leave.

Di Qing and others woke up from a dream and hurriedly came up to help get things.

Zhao Jun did not reject their kindness. A good relationship with Di Qing now would be a good thing for both himself and the other party in the future.

Soon Zhao Jun waved goodbye to Wang Shouzhong, got into the city gate, and broke into Bianliang City of the Song Dynasty.

It was Mao hour in the morning, and the whole Bianliang seemed to come alive. Before leaving the palace, I could already hear the roar of people outside the city. The sounds were getting closer and clearer.

The gate of the imperial city was open and still full of guards. There were countless soldiers patrolling the city walls, and people were already coming and going on the streets.

But people gathered on the other side of the street, and the side near the imperial city wall was deserted.

Being close to the imperial city without any reason is a death penalty!

When Zhao Jun walked out, the first thing he saw were several magnificent ancient buildings.

These buildings are basically between two and three stories high, and are built with tall round red-painted beams. The upper floors have eaves that protrude. The four corners of the eaves are turned up to form cornices and bucket arches. There are also hanging hangings on the four upturned corners. bell.

There is a hall protruding from the second and third floors of one of the tall buildings facing the street. This should be a good location. People upstairs can sit in it and stretch their heads to see the scenery below.

People come and go from time to time downstairs. There is a wooden sign with the words "Xiangding Tower" hanging on the left side of the door, and the two characters "Zhengdian" written on the right side!

Then look westward along this restaurant called Xiangding Building, and you will see a long street extending from the west. There are buildings like this all over the street. There are many shops on the street, and the people coming and going are extremely rich and well-dressed. Basically they are silk clothes.

The streets on the left and right sides are paved with bluestone slabs. There is a street on the left and a street on the right. There are countless streets farther away that line up straight to the west, forming a large square market.

Moreover, there are not only high-rise buildings on the street, but also luxuriant vegetation. Towering trees can be seen everywhere, covered with verandahs, hanging windows with flowers and bamboos. Sitting on the second floor of the restaurant, it seems that you can catch the branches and leaves outside the window.

Going north to south, that is, farther to the left and right of Zhao Jun's entrance to the city, you can see rivers and canals running through the streets. Arch bridges are built on the rivers, and people coming and going shuttle on the bridges, forming a A very beautiful landscape painting.

"Come, come, let's have tea, delicious almond tea, fragrant crispy tea, light vegetarian tea, and snacks."

"Wujiele, Wanjiele, it's just come out of the pot. Sir, would you like some breakfast?"

"Fresh and meaty mutton soup, served with two marrow cakes. A bowl of it in the morning will keep you energetic all day long!"

"Cuibing, we sell cooking cakes. The cooking cakes just steamed in the morning are fragrant and sweet."

"Sir, our fine powdered plain picks are the best in Bianliang. Do you want one? It only costs eighteen coins."

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Most of the streets are selling breakfast. The area around the imperial city belongs to the inner city. Business in the inner city is extremely prosperous. Every inch of land is valuable. The criss-crossing markets are where you want to go. Whether you are going to work or doing business, you have to find a shop you like. Serve breakfast.

There are various shops on the street, hawkers walking in the streets, stall owners setting up stalls, and busy traffic. At a glance, it feels like you are in a world that has never existed before, which is full of novelty.

Zhao Jun's expression was a little dazed. Even though he had already had certain expectations in his heart, seeing the prosperity and beauty of this truly ancient society still gave him a lot of impact.

How much of the essence can be copied from movies and TV dramas?

The reason why people integrate into this world is because they give their own meaning to life.

Some people are thirsty for knowledge, some are curious about the unknown, and some are longing for life and unyielding destiny.

Zhao Jun used to think that he would integrate into this world because he had no choice but to passively accept it.

But today I feel.

It's good to integrate into this world.

At least this kind of market atmosphere that hit his face made him feel that he was still a "living" person, instead of looking down at this weird world from a God's perspective.

"Xiao Lang, I wonder if you have eaten breakfast. Bianliang's breakfast is excellent, the northern food of the Li Si family and the Duan family, the southern food of the Jin family and the Zhou family, the fried cakes of the Zhang family and the Zheng family, Wan's The steamed buns from the Shi family, the gourd soup from the Shi family, and the plain tea from the Ding family.”

Cao Xiu walked in the front and introduced him with a smile: "There are also Granny Cao's meat cakes, Wang Daoren's candied fruit, Lujia steamed buns, door oil, chrysanthemum, wide focus, thick side, marrow cake, etc. sold in the "Hu Cake Shop". Xinyang Manma and others have long been famous. If you are free today, I can take Xiao Lang for a walk. "

"Yes. I happen to be free during the day today. Let's put my things back first and take a walk around Bianliang City."

Zhao Jun stepped forward and dived into this bustling scene.

This entire market is Changqingfang in the right wing. Qingtai Street is located on the south side. After exiting Xihua Gate, walk south for about three streets.

Cao Xiu introduced him to the delicacies of Qingtai Street, the interesting places around and the beautiful scenery.

The official gave him a thousand gu before he came out. It didn't seem like much, but if a normal family used it, it would be enough for a lifetime. Basically, even if he went to the most prosperous tile house and spent a few days and nights there, it would be enough. Not a problem.

However, Zhao Jun couldn't listen to Cao Xiu's words. He was a little absent-minded and just looked at the city quietly, looking curiously at every shop and every pedestrian on the street, just like an ordinary passerby. , and don’t have much nostalgia for everything here.

Along the way, he saw many traffickers, many commercial shops, and many dignitaries. There are sedan chairs, horse-drawn carriages, donkey carts, and ox-carts. Some police officers are patrolling the streets. At the end of the street, there is a turret with watchers standing on it to observe things in the city.

Walking through these streets, all kinds of fragrances, smells, shouts and noises are intertwined. The sounds coming from the south and the north gathered together, and the sea of ​​people surged, as crowded as boats on countless rivers and channels in Bianliang City.

Soon they came to a house. This yard was not a luxurious house, but an ordinary house. There was a green brick wall outside the house. After opening the door, they could see a yard. The yard was quite spacious and there might be some. It is three to four hundred square meters, and two apricot trees are planted.

There are actually people in the courtyard, either standing against the wall with their arms around each other under the eaves of the main hall, squatting on the steps and looking down at the rammed earth of the courtyard, or simply lying on the brick platform of the main hall and looking up at the sky. There were five or six of them—all of them, without exception, had a saber hanging from their waists.

Seeing Cao Xiu and others coming in, these people quickly stood up. They had been waiting here for more than an hour, and they were really bored.

Cao Xiu introduced the situation to Zhao Jun.

They were spies of the Imperial City Department. They were the first secret service agencies established in the Song Dynasty and were the originators of the Jinyiwei in the Ming Dynasty. However, they were much inferior to the Jinyiwei. Although they were minions of the emperor, their power was only in Bianliang Kyoto, unlike the Jinyiwei who were spread all over the country.

And they only have the right of investigation, not trial. Even if evidence of the crime is caught, it can only be sent to Dali Temple and Kaifeng Mansion for conviction. The power is far inferior to that of the arrogant and domineering Jin Yiwei.

These people are experts from the Imperial City Division. They are ordered to protect Zhao Jun's house. They are regarded as house guards. In addition, when he travels, he is probably surrounded by at least dozens of spies from the Imperial City Division to protect him secretly. In addition, Di Qing and other public guards, this bodyguard lineup is really outrageous.

Zhao Jun knew his importance, so he didn't care that there were many men around him. Entering the front yard, directly opposite the door is the hall, which looks like an ordinary main hall of the Song Dynasty. There are four Taishi chairs on the left and right sides. The main seat is under the main wall, and a landscape painting is hung on the main wall.

There are passages on the left and right sides of the main wall that lead directly to the atrium. The atrium is not big, about 200 square meters. There is also a big tree. There is a round stone table under the tree. This kind of table does not have a table top, so it is often placed in the backyard for sitting around. .

After passing through the atrium, there is a study room. Behind the study room is the master bedroom, and there are wing rooms and secondary bedrooms on the left and right sides of the atrium. In short, it is a quadrangle courtyard with two entrances and exits, which is certainly not comparable to the palace.

But according to Cao Xiu, this house alone is worth more than 10,000 yuan. Because this is an inner-city commercial center, residential properties are extremely expensive.

If it is a luxury house, it will cost more than 100,000 or even hundreds of thousands. Even if Lu Yijian's financial resources want to buy a luxury house covering an area of ​​several acres in the inner city, he will probably have to weigh it carefully.

Zhao Jun just took a brief tour of the place where he would live in the future, and asked Cao Xiu, Di Qing and others to wait outside the door. He hid the suitcase under the bed and put his backpack into the suitcase. Violence, otherwise it would be impossible to open it secretly.

After putting down his things, Zhao Jun walked out of the house.

He wanted to see Bianliang City.

Look at this Song Dynasty.