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Chapter 121
It turned out that in front of Nie Feng, a handsome young man dressed in white and wearing a headscarf suddenly appeared. Yang Guifei was taller than ordinary women, and she was only half a finger shorter than Nie Feng in the new era.

Now he has changed into a man's outfit, looking heroic, with a short sword slanted in his waist, which is exactly the outfit of a ranger that can be seen everywhere in Chang'an City.

"You, you, you un|dress so fast?"

Nie Feng saw a package at Concubine Yang's feet next to the bamboo leaves, with a corner of her dress exposed, and couldn't help but asked a little dullly.

"What are you talking about? You're talking nonsense!"

When Nie Feng said something casually, Yuzhen Sanren's face turned red, he didn't know where he was going, and he glared at him.

"Wait for me, I'll go and talk to Bihe, and I'll go with you to see how Chang'an is going. Hmph, if you don't tell me about your magic, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well in the future!"

Concubine Yang Guifei glanced at Nie Feng, walked out of the bamboo forest to go back to the Guanyin Temple in front.The young man thought about coming here to seek incense, so he told about the affairs of Du Fu's family. Concubine Yang Guifei had a good heart, and when she heard that a young man starved to death, her eyes turned red, and she nodded to Nie Feng, indicating that Qiuxiang had her Just went straight to it.

After half a cup of tea, the two of them left the temple from the west gate of Huangjue Temple. Obviously, it was not the first time that the little novice guard had seen the imperial concubine in modest clothes. Seeing that Yuhuan was going out, he quickly bowed to make way. Qin Feng took the incense and the man in white, Yang Yuhuan Back at Du Fu's house, he saw that Du Fu and his wife were still kneeling on the ground, guarding the corpse of their son Zong Wu.

Du Fu and his wife seem to have no friends in Chang'an City except Li Bai, and they have never seen anyone come to worship.

Li Bai didn't know where to find a pot of good wine, and fell asleep lying on the table behind Du Fu when he was drunk. Yang Yuhuan was used to the luxury of the Tang Dynasty in his life, and the dance and music in the palace. A slightly sad sight.

The light in the room was like a bean, and it was extremely dim. Her heart was already soft, and she shed a few tears along with it.

"Master Nie? Who is this?"

"Oh, this is my friend in Chang'an City. He heard about the affairs of Du Gong's family who will be the top of the world and read all the famous sentences in the mountains. He came here to visit Du Gong."

Seeing Du Fu's gaze sweeping towards him, Nie Feng couldn't help pointing at Yang Yuhuan to cover it up.

"Being at the top of the mountain, looking at the small mountains" is a famous sentence in Mochizuki, a masterpiece of Du Fu when he was young. Thinking of himself being full of ambition at that time, he was known as a child prodigy in Kyushu, his family was rich, and his father had high expectations, but now he is in Chang'an City, Bai Send people with black hair.

Returning to the house today, Du Fu, who had been suppressing himself all the time, felt guilty, and instead of tears, two lines of faint blood flowed out of his eyes.

"Young and frivolous, I thought that the world was at its mercy, but I didn't expect that in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, there is no place for me, Du Fu, to settle down. The prosperous age, the prosperous age!"

Du Fu's voice was hoarse, and he looked extremely crazy. Nie Feng was very understanding of what he was thinking, and couldn't help lowering his head and sighing. Yang Yuhuan had never seen such a completely collapsed person in front of him.

Thinking that he had once heard the emperor say in front of His Majesty that Du Fu's poems were inherently bitter and inconsistent with the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty. He could not be used. Yuzhen Sanren could not help but take a few steps back in the room. , retreated outside the house.

Nie Feng calculated the time and found that there were still nearly 24 hours left for this time travel. Things in the Tang Dynasty were difficult. In any case, Concubine Yang was the key.

The young man resigned because he wanted to examine the people's situation in Chang'an with her, and the two of them walked back and forth between the streets and alleys of Chongrenfang without saying a word.

Looking at the dilapidated scene here, Yang Yuhuan's eyes gradually lost the agility that he had just left Huangjue Temple.

"Didn't you say that you and the emperor often went into hiding? Why, have you never seen this place so dilapidated and desolate?"

"Your Majesty and I have never been to the south of the city. We always go to Dongshi, Xishi, Humameiji, Gongzijiaren, and Yuhuan. We thought that everyone in the world would be happy."

After hearing the words of the woman beside him, Nie Feng couldn't help but curl up his lips. He didn't believe that the decline of the Tang Dynasty could not be seen in the East and West markets.

"Let's go, let's go to the West Market. The people are in the most prosperous place in the Tang Dynasty. I'm afraid they may not be able to live in peace!"

The young man answered Yuhuan, and the two headed towards West Market together.

Originally, there was a curfew in the Tang Dynasty, except for the Shangyuan Festival, traffic between the squares and markets was not allowed at night, but today's incident in the Zhuque Square made it unimpeded.

When the two came to West Market, it was the busiest time at night. Nie Feng looked at a restaurant, which seemed not as noisy as other places. It looked very clean, so he couldn't help taking Yang Yuhuan into the restaurant In the restaurant.

The owner of the store, a middle-aged man with a slight limp, and a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, saw someone entering the store and limped quickly to greet them.

"What do you use, sir? The store's mutton in a basin is one of the best in Chang'an!"

Nie Feng saw that the man was courteous, so he ordered two plates of mutton. The man was limping as he was going to make arrangements, but was stopped by a girl beside him, who only said that Grandpa’s legs and feet are not good, so it’s fine not to cause trouble, rest more, and he can make arrangements by himself. , and went to work on his own.

The girl's hands and feet were very nimble, and within a few moments, the mutton was ready. Two earthen pots were brought up. Nie Feng tasted it, and it really tasted good.

Yang Yuhuan was used to delicacies from mountains and seas, so she tried this dish occasionally, but she was full of praise. The shop gradually had more customers, and her daughter always protected her father and didn't want him to do anything.

Unconsciously, there was a sense of warmth in the store. Yang Yuhuan couldn't help laughing at the boy when he saw it.

"How about it? Prosperous and warm, this is the true nature of the Tang Dynasty. Do you think this Tang people will be overwhelmed?"

After Yang Yuhuan finished speaking, Nie Feng was about to answer something when he was suddenly startled. It turned out that behind the counter in the store, there was a 43-tooth military flag of Tianyang of the Tang Dynasty. Nie Feng made a historical video and naturally knew that this flag was from the Tang Dynasty's Longxi Frontier Army Battle. Qi, does this lame old man also have a story?

The middle-aged man has been paying attention to Nie Feng and Concubine Yang, one of them is as handsome as a woman, and the other, although still weak, has an indescribably luxurious and free and easy meaning, but is a bit abrupt.

It seems that in a painting, it does not match other colors, but it is the most eye-catching color block.

Seeing Nie Feng's surprise, the middle-aged man who was busy cooking mutton smiled.

"Longxi Frontier Army, the 34th Regiment's five sentries heard otherwise, hehe, this guest officer has seen this Tang flag. This is the army flag I used when I captured the Dashibao under the command of General Wang Zhongsi."

When the middle-aged man mentioned Dashibao, his face was full of reminiscence, and his daughter passed by him, and she couldn't help but glared at her father.

"Your leg was chopped off by the Tubo people, why are you still thinking about the military affairs?"

But Yang Yuhuan knew that Dashibao was a key battle for the Tang people to suppress Tubo, and he wanted to show off in front of Nie Feng, so he couldn't help asking.

"I also know about Dashibao. The Tang army defeated 30 Tubo allied forces. General Ge Shuhan became famous in the first battle. No one in the Western Regions would dare to compete with me in the Tang Dynasty, right?"

When the imperial concubine said something, she thought that the Tang people in the store would definitely join in the cheers. Unexpectedly, everyone fell silent and no one spoke.

After a while, at the door of the store, a man in his thirties walked in with fierce eyes. Hearing Concubine Yang's words, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"That's right, General Ge Shuhan has since become the Great General of the Tang Dynasty. But if we don't fight this battle, we can save 3000 people from dying when we besiege the stone fortress. Now that the fortress can't get food, don't let it go." Already!"

(End of this chapter)