fake prince

Chapter 198 Yu Mansion
December·Beijing

Longmen Wharf is the terminal point of the canal, which goes directly to twenty miles outside the capital city. It was in disrepair during the war in the former Wei Dynasty, and it was somewhat silted up. After five years of Chengshou, the national strength gradually became abundant. Today, the minister Chen Fulong was ordered to repair it. It was only four years after the repair was completed. The river channel is very wide, so Jia'an is booming, and several streets are formed by a series of hotels and shops, which is really lively.

Su Ziji stood at the bow of the boat, watched the pier gradually approaching, and breathed out lightly.

After traveling for so long, it is really a shocking thing to be able to land and reach the destination.

The official ship that cleared the way ahead had already docked, and when the Fang family's ship arrived, Superintendent Zhao and Fang Zhen had already left first.

Su Ziji helped Ye Buhui get off the boat, and got into an ox cart that Fang Zhen asked to leave at the pier. There was a hand warmer inside, and a thick blanket was spread. As soon as the heavy cotton curtain was lifted, a wave of heat rushed over.

"It's really hard work." Su Ziji sighed, and let the ox cart enter Beijing along the official road with the Fang family's car. When they were halfway, the snowflakes fell again, and occasionally a few snowflakes came in with the wind, which shocked people. silent.

"It only snowed all night, and it started to fall again." Ye Buhui hugged the little fox that had been lost, gently stroked it, and couldn't help saying.

"That's right. Fortunately, I followed the official ship to take the water route. If I take the land route, I'm afraid it will take a month or two to arrive in the capital."

In that case, he would be blocked in the middle of the road by snow, and he might suffer some hardships.

In the capital city, at the gate of Beicheng city, rubbing hands and huddling in the doorway, looking at the city guard with snowflakes falling in the sky, lamenting his bad luck.

"It's really unlucky to catch up with this snow in the shift house!"

Just as he was stomping his feet, hoping to ease his frozen legs, a colleague who was also hiding from the snow yelled.

"A convoy is coming, let's help!"

The few veterans hiding in the city gate were reluctant to go out.

Outside, a few recruits were inspecting the people entering the city. When they heard the sound of wheels, they immediately looked over and found that the team coming over had several ox carts.

But there were still a few people on horseback around them, all of them looked familiar with austerity, the city guard froze, and at a glance, he knew that they were from the military or dignitaries, and his face could not help but show a little flattering color.

"My master is a Juren who went to Beijing to rush for the exam, and this Su Juren who also came to rush for the exam..." The young servant of the Fang family rushed to speak, and put a purse in the hand of one of the city guards.

The city guard squeezed, and the smile on his face became a bit more real.

"It turned out to be the two masters of Juren. Now it is snowing and the weather is extremely cold. Since it is Juren, we will let you go after just one look, so as not to miss your business."

That's what I said, but when I checked them one by one, I took a closer look and found that there were no important criminals that my boss had explained, so I waved them away.

As for the few riders who belonged to Fang Zhen's subordinates, they only showed their tokens and made the city gate officials bow down, which is very polite.

Su Ziji saw this scene before putting down the car curtain, and sighed slightly in his heart: "This is the charm of power."

Although juren can make these people polite, having real power and rank can really deter these people and make them dare not make mistakes.

Didn't see the city guard who had received the benefit originally, who was still happy just now, but now has a burning expression?
But none of these had anything to do with Su Ziji. He was thinking about where he was going and how to speak when he met people. When he lowered his eyes and thought, the ox cart had already entered the city with the team.

"Huh!" Just after entering the city, Su Ziji's heart suddenly throbbed, a touch of subtle kindness surged up, and there was also an inexplicable feeling of nostalgia, anxiety, excitement, and solemnity. Confused, unfamiliar, hesitant.

"No regrets, how do you feel?" Su Ziji suppressed his emotions and asked.

"The capital city is really big, so big..." Ye Buhui looked around, admiring the rows of shops and shops all around, with cornices piercing the sky, and said after hesitation: "It seems very kind, it seems that someone is welcoming you." As soon as I come in, my heart is at peace."

Some are similar to myself, but also some are different. Is this the difference between the previous dynasty and the current one?

Su Ziji didn't speak, and after walking for a while, the team stopped.

Fang Wenshao's servant came over, bowed and said: "Master Su, my master said that if you go any further, you will not be on the right track. You need to go straight to the place you want to go. This is a fork in the road, so I will bid you farewell."

Su Ziji lifted the curtain of the car and jumped down. Seeing that Fang Wenshao was about to get out of the car, he hurriedly stopped him, and bowed to Fang Wenshao: "Uncle Fang, you and I don't need to be so polite. It's snowing and the road is slippery, so we don't want to." Get out of the car."

He said again: "You have taken care of me all the way. When I settle down, I will visit you in the past."

The Fang family has a house and shop in the capital, and Fang Wenshao left the address to Su Ziji long ago.

"It's a deal, the old man is waiting for you at home." Fang Wenshao smiled and did not dare to neglect. Along the way, the imperial envoy and Fang Zhen were a little too polite.

Not to mention the imperial envoy, it is Fang Zhen. Although he is of the same clan as himself and has the same grandfather, Fang Zhen is now assisting Zhenlong in troubled times. Wu died in three years, and the son inherited the title.

This just escaped the storm of the year, and the more it was reused by the emperor.

Fang Zhen is the eldest son of Marquis Huaifeng, why is he so polite to Su Ziji?Thinking about it, it was really creepy and exciting.

Maybe the Fang family climbed a high branch.

Of course, it may also have planted the root of disaster.

Regardless of Fang Wenshao's heavy thoughts, the two bid farewell.

When Su Ziji returned to the ox cart, the cart started to move again, and the wheels creaked and crushed the fresh snow on the road.

"Master Su, the Yu Mansion is here." Su Ziji woke up from his semi-drowsiness when a strange voice sounded from outside the car.

Ye Buhui, who was also in a coma, also shook mentally.

"Yu Mansion is here?" Su Ziji jumped off the bullock cart and helped Ye Buhui get off. There was snow on the road and it was a bit slippery, but the area around Yu Mansion had been cleaned.

He looked at the house, it looked like an official's mansion, not too big and not too small, thinking this way, he looked away and looked at Fang Zhen and the others.

"A few brothers escorted us here, why don't I buy a glass of wine to warm up?"

Several people treated Su Ziji very respectfully, and one of them hurriedly said: "There is official business, so there is no delay. Now that we have arrived at the place, Mr. Su, please forgive me, we have to go back and report."

"Since this is the case, I will invite you again when I have the opportunity." Su Ziji did not stop him.

Several people saluted, got on their horses one after another, turned their heads and left.

Standing in the snow, Su Ziji finally had a sense of reality that he had really arrived in the capital.

Before I came here, I had all kinds of imaginations about this place, but when I came here, I realized that this place is actually somewhat similar to the old capital of my original world, and they all have a sense of heavy history.

Thinking that this was once the capital of Great Wei, Su Ziji looked at Xue and sighed inwardly.

"I'm going to visit an adult, you have to accompany Buhui here, don't run around, you know?" Ye Buhui leaned on the soft seat in the bullock cart, and Su Ziji told the little fox a few words Sentence, as if it must understand.

The little fox looked at it, and chirped softly, which was a response.

(End of this chapter)