Chapter 754

Before dark, the coachman couldn't help but whip his horse again. It was his first time to come to the capital under the emperor's feet. The people in their village have stayed in the village for generations. No one has been out of the village for many miles. The most common thing is to sell something in the town, but he has arrived in the capital.

At the feet of the emperor.

This is the most prosperous place in the whole Zhou Dynasty. I have no regrets to see the capital in my life.

"Old man," he gently whipped his horse again, "you have to run faster. I know it's hard for you all the way, but we're going to the capital soon. After that, you can eat good grass, so it's another hard day."

I don't know if the horse understood it. It started running with its hooves and splashed with dust. In the dust, it was the carriage that had gone away.

After driving for about two hours, they arrived at the boundary of the capital.

The carriage was about to enter the city, but it was stopped.

"Who is in the carriage?"

It is time for curfew in the capital, so people or carriages going in and out of the capital are subject to routine inspection.

The coachman had never seen such a situation before. He was so trembling that he could not even speak.

Just when the gatekeepers came to uncover the carriage, one thing was lost, which was almost smashed in the face of the gatekeeper. The guard just wanted to get angry and wanted to see what kind of daring thing it was that they dared to attack them. They really didn't want to live, did they?

As the saying goes, the people don't fight with the officials. No matter how they are, they are soldiers in the capital, and they also eat the Royal salary. If you offend them, it's a small matter if you can't get into the city. If you can't do it well, you'll have to be careful of the prison disaster. If you don't, you should be careful of your own life.

However, when the gatekeeper saw the inscription on the token, he suddenly felt that the token was so hot that he would quickly move forward and put the token carefully on the carriage.

"Let's go," said brand Heng, holding out his hand. The inner strength of his finger came out, and then he inhaled the command platoon into his palm.

The gatekeeper hastily let go, but also lowered his head, as if there were demons from above, very fierce.

The coachman was also frightened and wiped the cold sweat on his head. Darling, who is this man? Even these officials are respectful to him. This is not only a big official in Beijing, but also such a token. No one dares to block their way all the way. No matter how late they are, they can enter the city, no matter how early they can leave the city To the disadvantage.

Although he had such doubts in his heart, he did not think much about it. After all, the prosperity of this place at the foot of the emperor was not comparable to other places.

The coachman is like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. He is curious about everything and feels strange. He must read, listen and remember more. When he returns to the village, he can tell others who, what, and what good things are in the capital. All these fears can make him talk about for a lifetime.

Even though the capital was under curfew, there were still shops on both sides. The moat was full of lights, and even the sound of drums and music could be heard. The boats on the top were magnificent.

The coachman didn't know what the boats were used for. They just felt that the boats were really beautiful. There was even a street with bright lights, and the people inside were constantly coming and going.

There seems to be a fragrance coming.

The coachman really wanted to see what was sold there. How could there be such a beautiful light?

Childe, what's that place for? How many lights are there? What's it for sale?

The coachman couldn't help asking, and now all he could ask was the one in the carriage.

When he opened his eyes, he knew what the coachman was referring to without lifting the curtain of the carriage?

Beijing is the most famous flower street. Why, do you want to go?

He asked the coachman.

"Hey, hey..."

The coachman touched his head embarrassed, "childe, I don't have any money, so I can't go."

In fact, his heart was still a little restless, but then he thought about what the storyteller said and where he went. Don't say that he had no money, even his life might be built in it.

Mr. Shuoshu also said that if you die under the peony, it's also romantic to be a ghost.

But he didn't want to be a ghost. He still wanted to be a man. When he went back, he could get twenty Liang silver, which was enough for his family to build a house, and then marry him a capable daughter-in-law. In the future, his life would be much better.

Why does he want to be a ghost? If you don't want to be an old mother, he wants to be a ghost for others?I really don't know whether what is said in these books is true or not. How can such a stupid person have to ask for ghosts?

"Drive!" He whipped his horse again, and walked in the direction of the brand Heng's consideration. How could he pass through the brightly lit streets and alleys now that his scalp was numb?

It's not a good place in Beijing. It's a hell on earth that comes from no knowing where. People go in and ghosts go out.

Think about it, he felt his scalp numb, not to mention anything else.

The carriage went on and on over the official road from time to time. I don't know how long it took. The coachman drove the carriage to the door of a big house.

This mansion is different from other places. There are no families all around. Moreover, the area of the whole house in central Beijing is so large that four very powerful guards stand at the gate.

First of all, no matter what else, these guards are tall and dignified, and their temples are all high and bulging. Even the back of the hand holding the spear is full of green veins. It can be seen that these guards are not empty airs, but solid experts in the interior.

"What to do, leave now!"

As soon as the guards saw the carriage stop, they would have let the coachman scared and almost didn't fall off the wagon.

Just when the coachman did not know how to deal with it, the curtain of the carriage was opened, a hand as smooth as jade was stretched out, and then a man stepped out of the carriage.

That kind of Zhilan Yushu, so pure and dust-free.

The guards at the door are all stupefied there, and there is no response for half a day?

Brand Heng thought came out, and then walked forward. The coachman could not help shaking his hand in cold sweat. My uncle, you are easy to be killed.

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