Chapter 623

The next morning.

After saying goodbye to the crowd, Zhang Feng came to Chang'an city slowly with a sliding rod.

Although Li Chengqian tried his best to let him sit in the sedan chair of a great Confucian or ride his white horse, Zhang Feng can't ride a horse. Second, he doesn't want to make so much publicity.

At this time, some small vendors' stalls had already developed at the foot of the collapse mountain.

Even the peddler built a simple shed with trees here to do small business.

Not to mention the business, it's not good in Chang'an city.

Like the barbecue guy.

At present, chicken and duck are mainly used, but these are just in line with the appetite of hard work in the mountain. Even Chumo strolls down the mountain from time to time to get some barbecue and drink a large bucket of beer. Then he wanders up the mountain with a little song.

Not to mention the people.

Work for a day, and then leave work at night to drink a bamboo beer. Although they can't afford the barbecue, at least they smell the smell, and the wine is sweet.

At this point.

Standing outside Chang'an city.

Looking at the mottled city wall, Zhang Feng had the illusion of seeing the city wall of Chang'an in future generations.

Scattered people are slouching in and out. On the way, we can see some young people who are happy to go to the Academy.

Into Chang'an city.

The number of victims in the city has obviously decreased a lot.

Zhang Feng wondered a little. It seems that the disaster has been restrained, but damn it, why do the people on the mountain get together more and more?

This is not a good sign!

Although there are 30000 stone grain, the original 5000 or 6000 people, plus the current 1200 people, are almost 10000 people less. With so many people, 30000 stone grain will be empty!

No, we have to find a way.

The streets of Chang'an are very clean, with most vendors, but there are fewer pedestrians on the streets. At the gate of the Treasury, you can still see some refugees waiting for porridge, but not as many as before.

Walking and watching all the way, Zhang Feng thought all the way about how to solve this thing for him. After all, there will be a big problem.

When Zhang Feng just entered Tonghui square, he was seen by several women.

"Yo! Feng Zi is back!"

"Everyone, come out quickly. It seems quiet. Fengzi is back!"

"Feng Zi is back. Come out quickly!"

In the quiet Tonghui square, gradually, people came out of their homes, stood on both sides of the road and looked at Zhang Feng.

And leave him a straight road to the tavern.

Zhang Feng was speechless.

As for you.

Didn't you just go out?

Why are you so polite?

Zhang Feng could only grin and, like two fools, hug and thank everyone.

Zhang Feng finally breathed a deep sigh of relief when he finally got to the pub.

Take down a piece of smoked bacon and throw it into the pot to wash. Then set up firewood, take out a jar of good wine, lie on the couch happily and shake gently.

Still comfortable at home!

However, when Zhang Feng made three plates of good dishes and was ready to drink a pot, and then went to find Lao Li, the door of the tavern was knocked from the outside.

"Brother Zhang Feng? Brother Zhang Feng?"

"Who?"

"Me, old house!"

Old house?

Zhang Feng was a little surprised.

But he put down the bottle and opened the door of the tavern.,

As soon as he opened the door, Fang Xuanling saw a pair of squint eyes, touching his beard and looking at Zhang Feng, while beside him was a white beard and gray hair wearing purple robes, with a ruddy face, but his nose was extremely ruddy, like an old man scalded by boiling water.

The old man looks like something, but his arrogant momentum is emitted from the inside out, which can't be installed.

Zhang Feng couldn't help but feel a touch in his heart.

"Oh, here comes the old house? This is..."

Fang Xuanling touched Bai Xu and looked at Zhang Feng mysteriously, but did not speak. Instead, he planed Zhang Feng open a little and gave way to the door. Unexpectedly, he respectfully invited the man into the tavern.

As soon as you enter the tavern

The man saw the poem on the wall.

I couldn't help looking a little awe inspiring

"This... Little friend, is this a poem you wrote?"

Zhang Feng couldn't understand what this was, so he had to nod.

"I'm drunk and painted carelessly. I haven't had time to clean it up. This gentleman is laughing!"

The old man's face was stiff.

"Wouldn't it be a pity to clean up such a good poem? It's very good. It adds a little anger to your tavern."

"Don't stop toasting. That's the poetry of the tavern! Good poetry, good poetry!"

Zhang Feng also wondered.

The mystery between the old house and the old man made him wonder what the old man came from.

Is it the emperor?

incorrect.

Can he hire Li Shimin?

And Li Shimin is not so old, okay?

Although Zhang Feng hasn't seen Li Shimin, he still remembers this history. At this time, Li Shimin was probably in his forties.

If you say he is Li Yuan, it's not like that!

And if these two go out of the palace, they won't make a fuss?

How could it be so calm?

incorrect.

This man is not these two at all.

Zhang Feng couldn't help but ask, "excuse me, sir, are you..."

"I'm Yu Shinan!"

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