Chang’an’s First Beauty - Chapter 21

Lu Yan’s secret visit to Yangzhou was soon set, on the 24th of Winter Moon.

Shen Zhen couldn’t believe it until he got into the carriage, he actually wanted to take himself to Yangzhou.

Yangzhou, Yangzhou, she will be able to see Hong’er soon.

The carriage staggered to the south, and half an hour later, it came to the gate of the city.

Shen Zhen glanced at the outside, and some bad memories appeared in front of her again.

This is Anhua Gate, where he caught him during the day and night.

Thinking back, the reason why she was still afraid of him until now was inseparable from that day. He walked towards her from the wind and snow, like a messenger from the underworld.

Shen Zhen stared at the customs clearance order and forged household registration in his hand thoughtfully.

Can’t help but sigh: It is also a forgery of documents, but they are doing things for the saint, which is really incomparable.

Lu Yan glanced at Shen Zhen, stretched out her hand and squeezed her face, “I’m an official business, you are absconding.” Just her thoughts, write it out with paper and put it on her face. It’s really nothing. the difference.

Being caught by him, Shen Zhen quickly narrowed his gaze and rubbed his face casually.

Since this time out of the Beijing Lu Banquet, they did not use the identity of the elder son of Zhen Guo Gongfu, so they had to wait in a long line for release. After almost an hour, Lu Yan handed out the household registration.

On the household register, there is a row of big characters—the son of the guardian of Jiaying County, Jingzhou—Weixun.

The sage shot, this fake household registration is naturally indistinguishable from the real one, not to mention the font size, the paper and ink used are all consistent with the model of the Ministry of Households, and even Wei Xiong is a real person.

After a while, I listened to the officers and soldiers outside and shouted sharply: “Let go.”

After leaving the city, Shen Zhen lifted the veil of the carriage. Speaking of which, this was the first time she had left Chang’an.

The carriage went all the way east, and the scenery outside gradually changed. With more mountains and rivers, more lakes, and even the air became fresher.

Lu Yan squinted at Shen Zhen, who almost stretched out his head, and pulled the corners of his mouth, ignoring her. She is only sixteen, so it should be the first time she has been out of Beijing. It is normal to be curious.

However, to Lu Yan, there was a phoenix flying outside, which was not very attractive.

He pinched his eyebrows, closed his eyes, and rested for a while.

In the evening, Yang Zong raised the curtain and said, “Master, this official road is really far away. The subordinates think that when you reach the Qijiang river bank in a while, you can just take a short cut.”

Lu Yan thought for a moment, and then vetoed: “The court has not been in peace for the past two years. Let’s just these ten people, if we encounter a grass bandit, I’m afraid it will be delayed. For the time being, I’ll take the official road and wait until Luoyang. Just change the waterway.”

Keep going.

When the sun went down, they happened to be deep in the dense forest, because there was no tea house nearby, Lu Yan ordered them to rest on the spot.

It is winter in the end, and the night breeze is very cold. Shen Zhen clearly holds two hand stoves in his hand, still shivering from time to time.

Lu Yan looked at her sideways, fearing that she would get sick again on the way, so he took off the cloak and covered her body.

Shen Zhen’s beautiful eyes widened, clutching the fur collar of the large cloak, “My lord…”

Before she finished speaking, Lu Yan gently pinched her throat with two fingers.

His strength is neither light nor heavy, just rubbing it again and again, which means a lot of punishment.

“I told you last night, so fast, you can’t remember?” Lu Yan whispered.

Shen Zhen was shocked by his dangerous and rising ending, and his memory was restored in an instant.

He said: After leaving Chang’an, he is no longer allowed to call him as an adult.

Lu Yan continued to knead the snow-white slender neck in front of him, “Call me something.”

At this time, if you take off the shoes and socks on Shen Zhen’s feet, you will find that her ten white toes are all curled up nervously.

Her cheeks are blushing, and there is a lot of gold between her lips.

But under the pressure of his heavy gaze, he could only yell at him, “Master.” Such a name simply added to Shen Zhen’s voice.

Lu Yan said again, “Remember this time?”

Shen Zhen buzzed very quietly, “Concubine knows.”

Yes, because Jingzhou Weijia Weixi had already married a wife and had children, Shen Zhen did not speak dialects either.

Her identity this time has become the concubine that “Wei Xun” had just bought in Chang’an.

As the night darkened, Shen Zhen leaned aside and fell asleep slowly.

Lu Yan remembered what the saint had said to him, and sighed.

To be honest, coming to Yangzhou this time is really not a good job.

Some things have to be talked about a year ago.

Since January last year, there have been a large number of refugees near Yangzhou, not only the refugees, but also an endless stream of grass bandits. The emperor became suspicious and sent some spies to Yangzhou.

At first, these spies were able to send some useful information back, but later, it became all praise.

But the tax revenue, and the increasing number of refugees and gangsters, undoubtedly show that there is a problem in Yangzhou.

The last spy of the saint died in the Slender West Lake last month.

Before the spy was dying, only one sentence was returned—no matter whether it is the governor, the county government, or even the Governor’s Mansion in Danyang, no one is innocent and no one is credible in the city of Yangzhou today.

Yangzhou city officials protect each other and force the people to squeeze the people. The people can be described as miserable. But what is truly incredible is that this large amount of real money is not in the hands of these officials.

Without evidence, there is no way to know where the money went.

Searching for the wealth of a city, Yangzhou is still such a prosperous city, that is by no means a small amount.

Such an unaccounted fortune can indeed make the saint feel like sitting on pins and needles.

Lu Yan’s eyebrows frowned, and gently turned the fingers of his hand, and then pulled out a map from a box.

He watched it for a long time, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, as if he had seen it before.

He subconsciously joined the two parts together, and his heart sank inexplicably.

Is this Yangzhou too close to the Chengxi Canal that was built by Yunyanghou and later collapsed?

…

The sky soon changed from dark blue to light blue, and with the faint sunlight, the group began to drive again.

Without stopping, he finally arrived in Luocheng, Yangzhou ten days later.

The sky in Yangzhou was swift and misty, as if it had just rained.

Luocheng in Yangzhou is located in the south of Shugang, a new city built on the Binjiang Plain. Due to the developed river transportation, there are more people here. The streets are spacious and tidy, with various pavements, and commerce is extremely prosperous.

At least it seems so.

Just after getting off the boat, Shen Zhen was still dizzy, walking with a deep foot and a shallow foot. From a distance, she thought that the girl had eaten alcohol.

After vomiting all night, her body was already dehydrated. It can be said to be as light as a butterfly, flying when the wind blows.

Seeing her like this, Lu Yan could only choose the next inn to stay in.

Before entering the door, he hugged Shen Zhen’s waist, frowned, and said in a deep voice in her ear: “Resistance.”

Shen Zhen knew that this man was sick with cleanliness, if she really dared to vomit on him, she would be discarded by him immediately.

She covered her mouth with her hands and her eyes were full of tears. It was really uncomfortable.

So sad.

Lu Yan put his arms around Shen Zhen wearing a drapery hat, and entered an inn called “Taoyuan”. He had just stepped into the threshold, and the woman who was sitting on the turban embroidering the kerchief could not help but look silly.

A long thread paused in the air.

His lips opened slightly, and the needle fell on the ground.

I have to say that Lu Yan’s stamina is surprisingly good. After tossing for many days, his appearance remains unchanged.

He is dressed in a white robe painted with gold patterns, wearing a golden crown and a white jade hairpin, and he is very clear and unrestrained. Asking a girl who was not out of the pavilion to meet such a prince undoubtedly pushed her into the boundless love network.

The look in the woman’s eyes instantly became stunned.

It was only when Lu Yan walked in front of her that she was able to recover.

At this moment, a woman who seemed to be about forty beside the woman slowly got up and said: “The son, but came to stay in the store?”

Lu Yan said: “How many rooms are left here?” Listen carefully, there is still a Jingzhou accent.

The shopkeeper replied: “The son wants a few rooms, the second floor is now vacant! It can live more than 30 people.”

Lu Yan nodded, then turned back to call Yang Zong, and said, “I’m staying here today.”

After all, the dozen or so entourages behind Lu Yan also walked in one after another, large and small, with countless boxes and boxes. Just looking at the material, you knew that there were no vulgar things inside.

This man is definitely a rich man.

After finishing the calculations, Lu Yan deliberately paid more money, showing his generosity.

If it is said that a beautiful and unparalleled face can be tempting, then it is enough to add such a good momentum and financial resources.

After a trance, the young woman noticed that there was a girl in a drapery beside him.

Looking down slowly, his hand was placed on the woman’s waist.

At this moment, Shen Zhen couldn’t help it anymore, so he stretched his sleeves hard.

Lu Banyan was really afraid that she would really vomit, and he didn’t care about other things, so he hurriedly took her to the second floor.

When everyone dispersed, the woman took the woman’s hand and asked, “Mother, who do you think they are?”

The shopkeeper pouted, “Looking at this posture and listening to their accents, it doesn’t look like Yangzhou’s.”

The young woman gestured upstairs and whispered, “The one just now, it should be his wife.”

The woman snorted coldly: “Where is Yangzhou? Such a girl, your mother, I have never seen a thousand, and I have seen eight hundred. Under the blue sky and white sun, it seems like a boneless plant on a man. Yes, what good thing can it be? Just look at her willow waist and you will know that she is definitely not a wife, and 80% is a concubine.”

The woman put her hand on her cheek, “But I looked at that woman with extraordinary bearing, and her hands were so white and beautiful.”

The woman pushed her temples, “Could it be that I gave you black? Only then did that Lang Jun look at you more, then Hu Meizi hurriedly pulled his sleeves, what could be extraordinary! Wait for you tomorrow. You will know when you see her face, and your mother will not be wrong.”

Most men in this world are like this. There is a virtuous person at home, a righteous person, and a fox and sweetheart by his side.

Most of these humeizi are demon-looking, and they are more attractive, but they can’t make it to the elegant hall.

The author has something to say: In order to facilitate reading, here is a hint.

Lu Yan’s pseudonyms: Wei Xi, Xi Tong (present)

The pseudonym of the heroine: Qin Lao.