In the second year of Anxia Qiming, Zhuo Lin, 17, went thousands of miles north to the capital alone.

At this time, the new emperor ascended the throne for only two years, but the dynasty, which lasted for hundreds of years, was already in turmoil.

The young prince took over a mess from his father. He was faced with riots everywhere. The generals who had been stationed everywhere supported their troops and respected themselves. The tax collected by the central court was less than half of that in its heyday. However, after hundreds of years of development, the royal family has formed a huge and bloated royal family group. The imperial court needs huge funds to support these privileged Royal relatives every year.

Therefore, the funds that the court can use are even more stretched, and the people are not willing to worship these superior imperial relatives. It doesn't seem so hard to accept that those warlords who support soldiers and respect themselves are willing to do something for their jurisdiction rather than use taxes to support their royal relatives thousands of miles away.

Of course, this is only relative.

But no matter how stormy it is outside, the capital is still the capital.

Where the emperor is, the capital is an important place, singing and dancing, bustling and noisy.

Zhuo Lin just took a train from the south for several days and nights before she came to the capital. Now the train is still a new thing in Anxia and can't go straight. Zhuo Lin changed trains several times before she finally reached the capital.

She is still wearing the school uniform of Anlan University. Although she is a little dusty, she still has a beautiful face.

As soon as she got off the train, she was stopped by two small gangsters who looked greasy and ruffian, "Alas, little girl, where are you going? Just came to the capital?"

Zhuo Lin stopped with her suitcase in hand and looked up at the man who stopped her.

The two little gangsters couldn't help brightening their eyes when they saw this beautiful face. They had been around the railway station for a long time. Such a beauty was still a single beauty. Although Zhuo Lin still needed two years to study for a degree, it was not difficult to finish school in advance with her ability. In fact, not long after she entered school, the school had talked to her about staying in school to teach after graduation. Zhuo Lin felt that there was nothing wrong. She just thought that she was young and not knowledgeable enough. She was going to study around the country for a period of time after graduation and then return to the capital to teach.

Zhuo Lin is not a naive and romantic girl. She always has a strong purpose, and doesn't want to waste her time on romantic affairs.

"Zhuo... Table sister!" a young man with glasses hurried over and stopped Zhuo Lin's way.

Zhuo Lin stopped, "classmate, what's up?"

The boy's face was crimson and he was so shy that he could hardly look into Zhuo Lin's eyes. But he insisted, "Zhuo... Sister Zhuo Xue, are you free this afternoon? I... can I invite you to the play? I heard you like the play of Qiao Jinfeng, and I bought a ticket specially."

The student seems to be in his early twenties, but Zhuo Lin is studying for a graduate degree, so he still has to call Xuejie.

Zhuo Lin couldn't help sighing in her heart. It was really hard for the classmate to say such a long string of words. Not only did he say it hard, but also the people who listened to it very hard.

"I'm sorry." although the flushed younger brother looks very hard, Zhuo Lin can only decline each other, "thank you, but I don't have time. In addition, my preference for drama is general. Before... I just had a paper that needed to know about this knowledge."

"No... no, I'm sorry." the boy hurriedly said, "I didn't make it clear... I..."

Looking at some boys at a loss, Zhuo Lin was helpless. "I think... During school, we should focus on learning. What do you think, younger brother?"

"Sister Xue is right..."

"Come on, I wish you success in your studies." Zhuo Lin smiled and patted him on the shoulder. The boy timidly said thank you and ran away in frustration.

Zhuo Lin, who was left in place, looked at the other party's back and wondered whether the other party ran away with tears.

It's better to say that she doesn't want to fall in love now or that the other party doesn't conform to her aesthetics. It's better to refuse than procrastinate and finally drag out a thing.

"Obviously I'm the younger one. Why should I worry about others?" I'm worried that the other party's young man's heart will be hurt or something.

"Because Xuemei looks more mature and steady than them." a smiling voice sounded not far behind.

Zhuo Lin looked back and saw Zhang Bi walking towards her. Looking at the smiling look of the other party, she obviously saw the whole scene just now.

Zhuo Lin said, "senior, didn't you graduate? I seem to have seen you three times in school this month."

Zhang Bi spread his hand and said with a smile, "you can't come to school after graduation?"

Zhuo Lin smiled and said nothing. Zhang bi was helpless, "well, it's azo who needs my help. The responsible teacher only ran a few times on a business trip. It's you who hurt so many innocent teenagers, really?"

"What else should I do?" Zhuo Lin asked.

Zhang Bi said with a smile, "if you had a boyfriend, there wouldn't be so many things."

Zhuo Lin asked, "do you think it's appropriate to make a boyfriend for this?"

Zhang Bi said, "it's really not suitable, but you can hand in one sincerely."

Zhuo Lin shook her head. "Forget it, I don't mean that. I just want to finish my studies first."

Zhang Bi sighed, "it's really heartless. Are you worried that I will confess to you like others?"

Zhuo Lin looked frightened. "I dare not have such a big face. Who in the whole capital doesn't know that Zhang Shao and his wife are in deep love? Have you been heard? How can I live?" how can a prime minister like Zhang Bi not be married at this age?

Zhang Bi couldn't help laughing and said to Zhuo Lin, "don't be kidding. Since Xuemei is impatient to see me, I have to disappear."

Zhuo Lin looked at him and understood in an instant, "where is the senior going?"

Zhang Bi said, "Southwest China will probably not come back in a year or two." although he was born in a famous family, it is impossible for Zhang Bi to ascend to the sky step by step. Either experience in the capital or go to a place. Obviously, Zhang Bi chose a place.

"It's not easy to stay in the southwest." Zhuo Lin said thoughtfully.

Now the world is in chaos, and the officials of the imperial court have to look at the faces of those who hold heavy soldiers.

Zhang Bi didn't care. "Try it, Xuemei. I'm leaving."

Zhuo Lin nodded, "senior, take your time."