If he could, in fact, Zhang De wanted to go from the south of the city. But because the Confucius Temple collapsed, he had to go to the scene to take a look, so he walked in Dongcheng and Chunming Street.

On the bank of the Longshou Canal, the porcelain furnace has not stopped for a year. The profits are staggering.

"Lang Jun, how can you have something on your mind?"

Uncle Tan rode a black-maned horse, the horse was only two years old, and he made do with it. Zhang De himself rode the black wind horse, always looking at the chimney not far away. There are many chimneys, including kiln factories run by the imperial court, collective enterprises of local tyrants, and small workshops of local nobles.

In short, there is a lot of traffic, and the carriages on the board and track are one after another, like a long line. Sticking to the dragon's head canal, stretching towards the southeast. In the distance, you can still see the Hu people driving the camel caravan, wearing hats and singing distant songs.

"Oh, at first glance, when I heard that Hu Shang's song, it turned out to be a farewell to the three stacks."

"In recent years, the Hu people have loved to sing this the most, and there are Hu girls who play the iron pipa, and they sing the most desolate. Last year, many princes had a banquet for the Pipa Girl. ”

"Unexpected."

Lao Zhang was full of emotion, thinking that back then, Cheng Chubi was like a pot of porridge, being played around. I think that back then, Uncle Zhang traveled far away to Monan, and Uncle Qin gave him the Moon Sword. I think back then, a fire burned through the Yixiao Building, tens of thousands.

Even if you don't count the life of an engineering dog with a standard unicorn arm, in Datang and Zhenguan Dynasty, an eighteen-year-old man is enough to be nostalgic or nostalgic.

"I sighed when I heard the lute, and I heard it again. The same is the end of the world, why should we have met once met......"

This time, Lao Zhang Zhen didn't plan to pretend to be forced, but at first glance, he heard Uncle Tan talk about the bearded girl who played the iron pipa. Then I sighed about the time and space confusion of "being alone in a foreign land as a stranger", and then felt it from the inside out.

What I never expected was ......

"Dalang."

After a long time, people will always be full of apprehension, or mixed with a little joy. Dead Wenqing can't do without this when he writes articles, and social science experts have come up with a term for this thing - first love.

Fourteen-year-old Li Lizhi is picturesque.

I know a little bit of Zhang Dalang's inner quirks, in a certain year, maybe twelve years old, maybe thirteen years old, in short, a certain year, Princess Changle doesn't like to paint eyebrows.

Thinly applied powder, it is already an extremely rare makeup look.

Riding on the black wind horse, a four-wheeled carriage decorated with white marble decoration stopped next to it. The wheels were made of eucommia glue to make edging tires, and a layer of buffalo leather was nailed to them, and the copper bubble nails on the spokes were polished by the slaves. The armor on the left and right, the armor of the whole body, the sword and the bow, are not angry and self-assured.

They are all servants from Silla, and they have been trained for about three or five years, which is very decent. Not to mention the extravagance of silk and satin, only the head of this slave seems to be a girl from a Shandong family and a lady of the gentry of Guanluo.

"Jiangyin Zhang De, I have seen His Highness."

Many years ago, although he said the same thing on his lips, Zhang De, who was wild in his heart, secretly pretended to be Hong Qi, and the little girl who was carved in pink was his cousin, who was ...... when he was a child I've seen it.

Time has passed, all kinds of gossip, all kinds of cold guns and arrows, fourteen-year-old Li Lizhi should have been able to marry anyone. Ruyi Langjun can be a cousin like Changsun Chong, or a "cousin" like Hong Qi.

However, to the disappointment of the little princess, she probably will never marry again.

"Dalang."

There was another soft call, and the bead curtain on the carriage was gently lifted by the Silla maid. The real figure is not sad and haggard after the sad autumn, but it is surprisingly bright.

is full of joyful youthful atmosphere, which is so emotional, and it is so that Zhang Caozhi, an engineering dog whose soul is infused with petroleum engine oil and lubricating oil, actually has a state of mind that is ashamed and even embarrassed.

"Your Highness."

Leading the horse, Zhang De hugged his fists and saluted, a little distracted, and then thought about saying something.

"Long time no see!"

"Long time no see!"

In unison, the little princess in the carriage secretly laughed. A soft, very whispered, almost inaudible, but it made the engineering dog's brows stretch and smile stupidly.

This is the refreshing and hearty to see the blue sky through the clouds and mist, hearty and unprecedented.

"Da Lang, how are you doing?"

The carriage moved slowly, but very slowly, and the slow hand in charge of the carriage had to accommodate Zhang De's walking speed.

"It's fine."

It wasn't supposed to be this way.

Zhang De thought so in his heart, but he still left the little bit of his heart behind.

"My cousin said that Da Lang is a bosom friend and a confidant."

"Brother Boshu is serious. A pedantic person is really ashamed to be praised. ”

"Why do you have to know each other...... What is this sentence? I haven't heard of it. ”

Li Lizhi said, and whispered, "But it's the sentence of the mentally retarded master?" This is the first person who wants to arrest and cannot be brought to justice. ”

He smiled wryly: "Your Highness made fun of it." ”

"Nothing."

Li Lizhi took out a group fan, "Da Lang, here you go." ”

"I'm ashamed...... Thank you, Your Highness. ”

After putting away the fan, there is no need to look at the patterns and colors on it, let alone find out whether it is Shu brocade or Susi, and there is no need to know whether the fan bone is made of copper, iron, gold, silver or jade.

"I miss Dalang very much."

If it were someone else, it should probably be a reply: it is also below.

It's a pity that the other party is a princess, and she is also the daughter of the great emperor, so she can't talk like this.

Ignoring the fire-breathing eyes of those armor soldiers, Zhang De arched his hand and said, "Thank you, Your Highness." ”

"Da Lang will stay for a long time when he returns to Beijing this time, right?"

"Thunder, rain and dew are all heavenly graces. It is the honor of His Majesty to use a minister. ”

"Da Lang is a little more elegant."

“……”

The carriage still moved forward slowly, although there was no gong to open the way, but the carriages and horses and pedestrians on the left and right, seeing the carriage, immediately stood respectfully on the side of the road, and then saluted.

As for Zhang De, after many years, he has become more and more tall and energetic, but he has less to see.

"The guy next to His Royal Highness Changle, look at the goodness."

"It's like I've seen it."

"What a good man, just a knife and a gun."

"How so? How can Your Highness climb with the reckless man and look...... is also a bit gentle, maybe this year's selection, the most unlucky, but also a new scholar. ”

Outside Chunming Street, there was a lot of chatter, and the more people I saw, the more noisy people were.

Looking up, this is the world's largest city, which is the imperial capital of the past and present.

Towering and majestic, like mountains and rivers, the voice of hundreds of industries is endless, and the people in the southeast and northwest are dizzying. Qin bricks build the city, Han tile as the roof, this is Chang'an.

"Da Lang, Chang'an has arrived."

"Huh? Oh. (To be continued.) )