Zhao Huan brought a jar of good wine, aged Suhexiang wine, and each bucket of wine was boiled with Suhexiang pills one or two, which could adjust the five organs and dispel all diseases in the abdomen.

Li Gang had already passed the age of not being confused, and in the first year of Jingkang, Li Gang was forty-three years old.

At the age of forty-three, his body has lost the frizz of his youth, and he is turning from youth to middle age.

To be able to discern things without being confused is regarded as not being confused.

But after the age of forty, this person's body and bones gradually began to decline from complete health. Bring some medicinal wine to Li Gang to replenish his body.

Zhao Huan took Zhao Ying and a few personal officials, slowly paced in the Great Song Palace, walked out of the Dongye Gate, and stood in the bustling Great Song Bianjing.

There is no curfew in the Great Song Dynasty because there really can't be a curfew.

A city of millions, millions of people want to live in this city, so that this city is still lit up at night.

There are endless tourists, wanderers who stay here for a short time, and more villagers who are running around for life and work.

At night, at the small stall under the mottled city wall, order a few side dishes, drink a pot of wine, and let go of the tiredness of the day.

The level of identity, at this time, everyone is left behind.

People open their hearts, listen to the old peasants brag, witness the small traders and vendors making a lot of money, women chatting about the gossip in the streets, and the wanderers in the past take the wine and drink it all, feeling when they will be able to return to their hometowns.

There are also some readers, because there is no place, Wen a bowl of wine, standing in front of the counter, hearing interesting things, will also laugh with the people.

Gulou Night Market, the longest time, the night market until the end of the third watch, only the fifth watch reopened. If you want to go to a place, all night long. Although the winter moon is windy, snowy and rainy, there is also a night market.

The Bianjing Twin Towers stood quietly in the lively Bianjing City, watching the bits and pieces of Bianjing.

From the royal street, to the eight customs boxes outside the city, there are many shops everywhere, and at this night, it is also an endless coming-and-going, and customers continue to come to the door, and they can often hear the sound of bargaining with each other.

Zhao Huan's footsteps also kept moving forward, walking through the Zhouqiao Night Market, the Mahang Street Night Market, the night market in front of the Alum Tower, and the market in the heart of the street outside the Zhuque Gate, Fan Louxia, Tushizi Congxing Corner and other places, and looked at the grand scene of the Great Song Dynasty.

"Longjin view night market, the lights are also brilliant. The crescent moon is as bright as day, and the stars are cold. I don't know the noise of Beijing, it is called Jianghu Township. This is the prosperous Great Song Dynasty. Zhao Huan sighed again and again, his military life for several months, the Guanzhong he saw, and the Hedong Road he saw, were full of gloom.

Until this time, Zhao Huan suddenly thought of a sentence, saying that without investigation, there is no right to speak.

Although the life of the people of the Great Song Dynasty is indeed very hard, compared with the Jin people, the life of the Great Song Dynasty people is still very superior.

"Master Su's poem is really well written. The official recitation is catchy. "Zhao Ying, a dog-legged, at this time, is responsible for patting the sycophants.

"That's a good point. This poem is really well written. Zhao Huan stood still in front of the Dazaifu Gate, pointed to the door that fell halfway, and asked with a smile, "What's going on?" ”

"When Shen commanded Song Beef, he squeezed it out." Zhao Ying replied truthfully.

Zhao Huan shook his head and said: "He's so old, and he is still so frizzy and frizzy, go back and talk about him." Zhao Duzhi, you go and inform Li Dazai. Let's just say I've arrived. ”

After a while, Li Gang ran out of the house, bowed his head and said, "Why are you here, official?" ”

"What else could it be? Didn't you touch a jar of good wine from the palace and come to find a drinking friend? Zhao Huan laughed as he spoke, he still remembered that Li Gang and that Lao He were drinking friends.

"The minister is very frightened, please come in quickly." Li Gang said again and again.

Zhao Huan stepped into Dazaifu for the first time, and almost laughed out loud, and finally understood why half of the doors of Dazaifu were squeezed out.

The eaves of the entire corridor loop are hung with marinated beef, and Zhao Huan walked around, full of beef.

In fact, Yunzhong Road has been in the hands of Beiyi for hundreds of years, and the specialty has become beef and mutton.

There was a lot of mutton, so I had to pack some beef back.

In Bianjing, beef is a rarity, because most of the cattle are strong laborers in the fields, and unless the cattle fall to their death, no one will generally slaughter the cattle.

Under Zhao Huan's military merit system, there are cattle that can divide one acre of land, and the three generations of Enyin will take it back. The status of the cow in the Great Song Dynasty is higher than the identity and status of the Khitannu.

"Official, what does this souvenir mean?" How could Li Gang not understand the meaning of this word, he was afraid that he had misunderstood it and misunderstood the meaning of the official family.

"Companion is said to be companion. It is said that the hand is also inquired about. When you go out, bring some gifts to relatives and friends, which is a souvenir, and has no other meaning. Zhao Huan shook his head.

Being an emperor is like this, just say a word, even a direct minister like Li Gang needs to be carefully considered. Therefore, emperors with feudal limitations can easily live as a loner.

Of course, Zhao Huan does not have the limitations of the feudal era, so he naturally has something to say.

Being an emperor makes himself so tired, and it is a harem and a front court, which is really troublesome.

That's the emperor? That's sin.

The minister also thought, there should be no other meaning. The minister wanted to distribute the beef from the official family to the ministers for the official family. I don't know what the officials think? Li Gang asked.

Zhao Huan said indifferently: "Then go and send it." I still have a lot of beef in the ice cellar, and if I don't have enough, just go get it. ”

When the beef is served, the tender fried beef slices from the beef of the calf look particularly attractive and attract gluttony.

"Stir-fry the beef until it is medium-cooked, put two or three impatiens and sprinkle some mustard, it should taste good, and the official family will eat more." Li Gang said.

Zhao Huan put the wine he brought on the table and said, "The imperial medicinal wine is extremely precious. I have brought you an altar. ”

Li Gang thanked him. It's good to talk about things after three rounds of drinking, otherwise this Li Gang won't be able to open the conversation.

"Dazai, I have a doubt in my heart. Today you say in the temple, "Govern all the people, how to govern, I am not good at this way." Zhao Huan said.

He is actually not good at anything, and the only computer he is good at is useless in Da Song.

is still a little conscious, otherwise his throne is not so stable.

Li Gang took a deep breath, sure enough!

As an official of his own family, he has nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, which is to ask about politics.

"There are a total of thirty-six cities that never sleep, such as Bianjing. Official. Li Gang first reported a number to Zhao Huan and asked him to prepare.

"A big city with a million people everywhere?" Zhao Huan knew this for the first time, and he was dumbfounded.

This number is a bit terrifying, this urbanization is much higher than that of the Republic of China in a golden decade in later generations!

A city's night market can easily reflect the bustling and densely populated nature of the place, as well as the level of security.

Night is the best time to commit crimes, and if a city's night market is extremely developed, it also confirms the city's security.

As soon as Li Gang's words came out, Zhao Huan was a little surprised.

"You go on." Zhao Huan ate a piece of beef, and it was really tender.

"It's not millions everywhere, and Lin'an, Jiankang, and Bianjing are millions of people. But at least there are more than 300,000 people. The small broken city in Taiyuan, which is ten miles around, has about 200,000 residents, and at the limit, it can put more than 400,000. Li Gang suddenly stood up and ran out.

Which one is this?

Zhao Huan couldn't figure it out, watching Li Gang run in and out, after a long time, Li Gang sat in front of the desk, with a teapot and a plate, a wine bottle, and a wine glass on the table.

"Official, please see that this is the tax of the Great Song Dynasty." Li Gang pointed to the plate and said to Zhao Huan.