This day is the third day of the second month.

The sky was gradually breaking, it was still dark outside, the pale black sky was inlaid with a few residual stars, and the biting cold wind was blowing, and the air became even colder.

Zhu Ping'an packed his bags, said goodbye to Yang Jisheng, and continued to rush to Beijing. Yang Jisheng still has to wait for a friend here, and then he will go to Jingshi, so Zhu Ping'an left first.

Tianjin Wei was not far from the Beijing Division, and Zhu Ping'an rode all the way without resting, and arrived at the Beijing Division at about two o'clock in the afternoon.

Jingshi is the heart of the entire Ming Dynasty, east of Liaojie, west of Taihang, north of Shuo desert, back to the military capital, south of the Central Plains. The capital is like a wild beast lying in front of Zhu Ping'an, the scale is majestic, the momentum is magnificent, and it is more shocking than when you see Nanjing City.

The gates, the city walls, the towers, the urns, the corner towers, the arrow towers, this city is armed to the teeth. Just the moat outside the capital, Zhu Ping'an looked at it as wide as it was more than fifty meters wide.

In front of this world's strongest city, even heaven and earth are insignificant.

In Daming, Zhu Ping'an was the first time to go to the capital, but if you count the previous life, Zhu Ping'an has been to Beijing many times. Of course, Beijing at that time and Beijing now are like two people. At that time, there were probably only a few preserved city gates such as Dongbian Gate and Zhengyang Gate, and most of the other city gates, especially the city wall, could not be seen at that time. Unlike now, not only the city gate and city wall can be seen, but even the corner tower and arrow tower can be seen clearly.

The city gate of Beijing is prosperous, and the pedestrians and vehicles entering and leaving the city gate are surging in an endless stream.

The feet of the Son of Heaven are really extraordinary.

Zhu Ping'an went to the city gate to be inspected and entered the city with the flow of people, and when it was Zhu Ping'an's turn, Zhu Ping'an took out the voucher he carried with him and showed it to the soldiers guarding the city. Everything is inferior, only reading is high, and the identity of a person in this dynasty is a pass to save money, time and effort, and to be envied, jealous and hated.

It's been tried and tested in the past.

However, this time it didn't seem to have the same effect as before, the soldiers guarding the city verified Zhu Ping'an's identity as a lifter, and there was no unnecessary change on his face, and the dignitaries they had seen guarding the city gate were much higher. This little person really won't be taken seriously by them.

"Wuwen." The soldiers defending the city returned Zhu Ping'an's voucher to Zhu Ping'an, then stretched out his hand and said expressionlessly.

"What?"

Zhu Ping'an heard this. It's a little incredible, why do you still ask me for a fee, although I don't have any privileged class thoughts, but I am also used to the convenience brought by the status of a person. After showing the voucher, the gatekeeper also asked himself how much he charged. This made Zhu Ping'an a little unconvinced.

"You don't have to pay, but you have to pay for this horse of yours when you go into town." The soldiers defending the city looked at Zhu Ping'an expressionlessly, and did not take Zhu Ping'an's identity as a person in their eyes at all.

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What kind of logic is this!

"This is the rule of our capital, look at you from out of town, if you want to enter, you have to pay, if you don't pay, don't enter." The soldier guarding the door squinted at Zhu Ping'an, stretched out his hand and urged.

Seeing that there were so many people waiting to enter the city behind him, Zhu Ping'an didn't want to delay everyone's time because of his five cents, since the soldier guarding the door dared to ask for money from him so openly, he must have something to rely on. I'm new here, so don't be wrong.

So, Zhu Ping'an put his hand into his sleeve and took out five cents, and was about to hand it over to the soldiers guarding the door, when he heard a burst of chickens and dogs jumping behind him, accompanied by the cry of children.

Zhu Ping'an turned his head and saw a group of young men riding horses in brocade hats and ermines, laughing and comparing their speeds with each other in the crowd. Laughing and riding his horse to the city gate hole.

The people waiting in line to enter the city saw this group of young men in brocade hats and ermine fur riding horses, and they dodged one after another, and some could not dodge in time, such as children who were crying. It was because he couldn't dodge and was knocked to the ground by a horse.

The child's family just held the child, and did not have the slightest intention of pursuing the perpetrator, and the child looked knocked down, but it was only a skin injury, so the family members were also in line with the idea of calming things down. As far as the common people are concerned, the teenagers who ride horses. It's not something they can afford to mess with.

"If you don't want to die, just dodge it."

The last of this group of brocade hat mink fur teenagers is a fat man who is fatter than Xue Chi, riding a tall horse with a black body, which is much taller and stronger than the black horse led by Zhu Ping'an, but although this black horse is much stronger, it is still unbearable to carry such a big fat man, so he walks last.

The fat man was obsessed with running at the end, waving his whip to scare the people in front of him, and riding his horse to chase forward in a hurry, his fat face was covered with sweat.

"Hahaha, Fat Zhou, you wait for a treat. Driving"

"Fat Zhou, today we are going to Lanyue Tower and let your blood out."

"Hehehe, what are you boasting about Persian war horses, don't blow it now, don't deal with us like last time, tonight's rouge horse, we have to pick it ourselves."

A group of brocade-hated ermine fur teenagers riding horses, laughing, and arrived at the city gate in a blink of an eye, and I don't know how many people waiting in line to enter the city suffered along the way.

If this is placed in modern times, it is the second ancestor of a group of flying cars, what happened is something under the age of eighteen, what usually has good academic performance, what has won awards and so on

"What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and get out of the way." The soldiers guarding the city saw that Zhu Ping'an was still standing in the city gate, and said anxiously, and hurriedly pulled Zhu Ping'an down to the base of the wall.

It's not that I'm afraid that Zhu Ping'an will be bumped into by these second ancestors, but I'm afraid that Zhu Ping'an will block the way of these second ancestors and make these second ancestors unhappy.

The brocade hat and mink Qiu young men who rode their horses, the birds did not have birds to defend the city, and the horses roared past, as if the city gate was the gate of their house, and the soldiers who defended the city also took it for granted.

"Special He Lao Liu, I blame you for blocking the city gate so tightly, so that I lost again!"

When the fat man who fell at the end passed by the city gate hole, he twisted his fat face and spat at the gatekeepers, and rode his horse scolding.

"What you are scolding is, I'm sorry Young Master Zhou."

The soldiers guarding the gate didn't wipe the saliva on their faces, nodded and apologized again and again to the fat man's back, and only after the group of second ancestors walked away did the soldiers who defended the city wipe the saliva off their faces.

"Can't you get in?" After the soldiers defending the city wiped their saliva, they turned their heads to look at Zhu Ping'an and asked with a temper.

The contrast is really big.

"Enter."

Looking at the unwiped saliva on the faces of the soldiers defending the city, Zhu Ping'an smiled slightly, put the five cents in the hands of the soldiers guarding the city, and then led the black horse that killed Matt into the city. (To be continued.) )