Song Mingyue

Chapter 122

The first city in the world, Bianliang deserves it.

Bianliang is not only the only city with a population of one million in this era, but also an extremely great city.

The wealth like rivers and rivers, the number of people waving their hands like clouds and sweating like rain, and the collection of exquisite buildings in the world represent the highest achievement of civilization in this era, and they are also the most brilliant fireworks in the sky in the Middle Ages, unparalleled in the world!
The most important place in the capital, at the foot of the emperor, is naturally subject to interrogation when entering the city.

The city with a radius of fifteen or six miles, the blue-gray Bianliang city wall, meanders out, I don't know how far it is, it is too huge.Although four or five city caves have been opened in each direction of the southeast, northwest, and more than a dozen of the city caves, people, vehicles and horses still have to line up to enter the city like a long queue, which is similar to the scene of queuing on the highway during the National Day of later generations.

Of course, it is not uncommon for people to jump in the queue. Those dignitaries usually enter the city first, and no one thinks there is anything wrong with it.However, Zhao Hao is not a person who likes to jump in the queue, so he waited until the sun went down and squeezed to the city gate. .

Finally it was the turn of Zhao Hao and his party. The sergeant who guarded the city took the official document handed over by Liang Lie, and found that this young man was actually a sixth-rank court lord, and he was also a son of the clan. He looked a little surprised and respectful, and invited him into the city without saying a word. .

It was getting late, and a round of sunset could be vaguely seen in the distance. The last bright red sunset glow slanted on the city tower, and dusk fell.

Just after entering the city gate and leaving early, the old butler of the Zhao Mansion has personally brought people to welcome Zhao Hao.

The old housekeeper set off half a month in advance, and traveled all the way, unlike Zhao Hao who went to Erlong Mountain to wander around, so he had already bought a mansion in Bianliang City, settled the corresponding matters, and only waited for Zhao Hao to come.Otherwise, if the dignified son of the Zhao family enters Bianjing, he has to stay in the inn first, and then look for a house, wouldn't it be a shame.

However, Zhao Hao is not in a hurry to go back to the residence, as he is a newcomer, he naturally wants to experience the customs of Bianliang first.

In Bianliang City, the lights are just on, and the bustle and bustle have just begun.

The bright lights all over the street illuminate the flat bluestone pavement like daytime, and there are many pedestrians on the street, shuttling back and forth, like a market everywhere.

At this time, Bianliang was in its heyday, with a population of 140 million and a population density of 2.7 per square kilometer, exceeding the population density of Beijing’s old city in 2010 and approaching the population density of Shanghai and Guangzhou’s old city. .

So Zhao Hao drove on the Nanmen Street in Bianliang City, and he had the feeling of later generations driving around Beijing at night. There were people everywhere, sweating profusely and breathing like clouds.The city is full of lights, just flowing slowly along the banks of the Bian River.

The city is full of noisy people, crowns and crowns, rouge and flowers, and singing and dancing.In Jiangning City, the romantic and prosperous capital in the south of the Yangtze River, Zhao Hao's group of brightly dressed and angry horses, connected by several gorgeous carriages, was somewhat amazing, but in Bianliang City, it was nothing more than mediocre.On the street, there are more gorgeous and luxurious carriages and warm sedan chairs everywhere.

Looking up at the past, the scholar in the Confucian shirt and satin boots, shaking the feather fan in his hand, is full of elegance and coquettishness when talking and laughing; the stove girl in the restaurant is as handsome and charming as Zhuo Wenjun; Those who walk on the shoes, between talking, it is inevitable to jump out a few words.

On the Bian River, there are colorful boats like clouds.There is a beautiful woman who leans against the window and sings, her clear voice is mellow and full of twists and turns, just like Du Shiniang of the later generation; , bowing your head to paint, paintings and brush and ink are flowing like clouds and flowing water, flowers and birds, landscapes, appear alive on the paper, as if they come alive; there are also handsome women who don't sing, play, write or paint, just smile and look forward to it, which will already make you ecstasy bone erosion.

The blue waves under the moonlight are golden, like a dream; the fragrance of rouge in the wind, like flowers and sandalwood, is intoxicating;

The wealth, elegance and style of the whole world seem to be concentrated in Bianliang City, where the excitement is exciting, the intoxication is full-bodied, the grandeur and gentleness coexist, and the elegance and beauty reflect each other. This is the paradise on earth!

Zhao Hao and his party were infected by the atmosphere of this paradise on earth, and walked in this sea of ​​lights and people with swaying minds. Even the female devil who murdered without batting an eye became extra soft and charming, like a little girl from the countryside. , looking at this bustling dreamlike world with fascination, eyes full of tenderness.

At this moment, Zhao Hao's face was full of emotions, full of thoughts.

The dance pavilion and singing stage are always blown away by the rain and the wind... Bianliang in history, prosperous like a dream, is not worth the golden men, gold and iron horses. According to the original process, after these seven years, Bianliang will be like the heaven and the earth. Liang will be destroyed by the Hulu.

Since I have come against the current, how can I let this prosperous city be wiped out, how can I let thousands of Han people be ravaged by barbarians, how can I let thousands of miles of rivers and mountains be crushed by the horseshoes of Jurchens!

I am here, not to be a passerby of Bianliang, but only for the master of Bianliang.

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The mansion that the old housekeeper bought for Zhao Hao was not too ostentatious, nor too big.It is said that the original owner was a big family before, and his family has been in decline in recent years, so he sold it at a low price. Although it is a low price, it is not cheap.

The mansion is five or six acres in size, with fifteen or six wing rooms, pavilions, waterside pavilions, fish ponds and rockeries, everything is available.Zhao Hao brought twenty house slaves and four maidservants from the Jiangning mansion, and the old housekeeper bought another five or six native house slaves and three or four maidservants, plus Zhao Dian, Lu Zhishen and Wu Song, it was no problem to live there. More than enough, and a dozen more people are not a problem.

The Zhao family is not short of money, and they have the financial resources to buy a bigger mansion. After all, they live in the young master of the Zhao mansion, but in Bianliang, it is not as good as Jiangning. There are too many gods, so it is better to keep a low profile after all.

Zhao Hao, who came down, said that he was a sixth-rank official, but he was a salary official. He had no position, and he didn't have to go to court or manage things... He didn't even need to go to work, clock in, or sit in the office to read newspapers.Just go to the official department to report, go through the formalities, and just sit at home with a salary, and do what you usually do.

Although Lu Zhishen had put on a plain head and changed into regular clothes, it was a bit against the law to join the army with a bald head, so he stayed at Zhao Hao's residence, and after his hair grew long, he went to join the Western Army.

Originally, Zhao Hao's idea was to let Wu Song also join the army. After all, he had Fang Baihua and Zhao Dian by his side, and his military power was not too low. He didn't need a master with a force of 94 to guard him every day, but Wu Song didn't. The wish to join the army, he just wanted to repay his favor by Zhao Hao's side, so he had to give up.

The late autumn sunlight came in through the window paper, making the room warm. Zhao Hao yawned and slowly opened his eyes.

Instead of summoning the house slaves and maidservants guarding the outhouse, he pulled out the system interface in his mind.

"Searching... The following objects are found for you who can use sound transmission symbols: Fang Baihua, Zhao Dian, Wu Song, Liang Lie, Lu Zhishen, Tong Guan..."

"Sound transmission symbol binding target: Tongguan."

"Use the sound transmission symbol, the remaining time: 9 minutes and 59 seconds."

Zhao Hao took a deep breath, and began to transmit voice in his mind: "Tong Guan, are you there?"

"Grand...Young master...Is the young master coming to Bianliang?" Tong Guan on the other end was obviously startled, his voice stuttered, but he calmed down soon.

Mr. Zhao knows immortal arts, he already knew this, so he didn't make any fuss about it.

"Where are Fang La and the others about? When will they be executed?" Zhao Hao asked.

"About the Heavenly Prison of the Ministry of Punishment, ask to be executed on the day of the winter solstice."

The so-called qiuhouwenqiu, setting up officials and establishing a system must not only be in harmony with God's will, but also punishment and pardon must not violate God's will.Spring and summer are the seasons for the growth of all things, and autumn and winter are the seasons for killing stings and hiding, so after autumn, asking and cutting is in line with the will of heaven and the four seasons.

However, executions are usually completed before the winter solstice, and there are very few people on the day of the winter solstice... Only the heinous villains will choose the day of the winter solstice to kill.It is probably believed that Fang La, a traitor who claimed to be an emperor and established a country, would not be executed on a day other than the winter solstice to suppress his hostility.

Zhao Hao said in a deep voice: "I want to visit Fang La in the dungeon, how can I do it cheaply? This matter must fall on you."

After thinking about it for a while, just when Zhao Hao was about to get impatient, he finally replied: "Young master's order, how dare this old servant disobey it, it's just that there are advantages and disadvantages... don't need to talk about it. If you visit the prison, you must use the immortal If the technique is easy, the old slave will arrange for it to be done cheaply."

Zhao Hao let out a sigh of relief, and jumped up from the bed.

With Tong Guan, a powerful minister who is known as one of the six thieves, it is indeed much more convenient to get things done in Beijing.

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After breakfast, Zhao Hao called Wu Song and Fang Baihua into the side room, discussed it, and then asked them to go back to their rooms to prepare.

This trip is of great importance, the less people go, the better, Fang Baihua must go.Even when Wu Song was not drinking, he was cautious and calm, and he had to rely on his 94% force at critical moments.

The three of them dressed up in disguise, Wu Song's face changed into the appearance of the gangster Deng Long, Zhao Hao turned into Zhang Qing's appearance, but with a little less fierceness, as for Fang Baihua, he grew a face The face of the guard at the city gate, even though his chest was tightly bound by white silk, still showed extremely well-developed chest muscles...

The three of them hailed a carriage on the street, and slowly went straight to the Town God's Temple.

At the gate of Chenghuangmian, I found a man who looked like Marquis Yu, who was waiting for them desperately.

"How did Cao Cao die?" the man asked.

"Sleepwalking and drowning." Zhao Hao replied.

Fang Baihua couldn't help turning her head away, her eyes were already full of smiles.

Na Yu Hou seemed to be a little depressed about the secret words that Zhao Hao and Tong Guan had agreed upon, seeing that the passwords were matched, he didn't say any more, and got into Zhao Hao's carriage straight away, and said in a low voice, "Go to the south of the city. "

A carriage, four people, had to let Na Yuhou and Wu Song sit in front, Zhao Hao was driven to sit side by side with Fang Baihua.Although Fang Baihua was full of reluctance, there was nothing he could do about it. After all, with an extra carriage, there was an extra risk of exposure.

Along the way, nephrite jade is warm and fragrant, but fortunately Zhao Hao is not an intimate person, so it is safe and sound.

The four of them got off the carriage in a remote alley, followed Na Yuhou and turned left and right, and finally came to the sky prison.

(End of this chapter)