Chang’an’s First Beauty

The day when Lu Yan secretly visited Yangzhou was settled soon, on the 24th of the winter moon.

Shen Zhen couldn't believe it until he got on the carriage, he actually took himself to Yangzhou.

Yangzhou, Yangzhou, she will soon see Honger.

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

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

This is Anhuamen, the place where he was caught that day and night.

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

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

Can not help but sigh: It is also a forgery of documents, but people are doing things for the saints, which is really incomparable.

Lu Yan glanced at Shen Zhen and squeezed her face with her hand. "I am a business official, you are a fugitive." She thought about it and wrote it on her face with paper. It was really nothing. the difference.

Being caught by him, Shen Zhen quickly gathered his eyes and rubbed his face casually.

Because this time the Beijing Lu Yan banquet did not use the identity of the Shiguo government, so they could only wait in a long line to wait for release. After almost an hour, Lu Yan handed out the household registration.

On the household registration, there is a large row of large characters-the parents and sons of Wei in Jiaying County, Jingzhou-Wei Han.

The sage shot, this fake household registration is naturally indistinguishable from true, not to mention the font size, the use of paper and ink, are consistent with the model of the household ministry, even the person Wei Weihan really exists.

After a while, the officers and soldiers outside shouted loudly, "Let's go."

After leaving the city, Shen Zhen lifted the carriage's tent, and speaking of it, this was her first time in Chang'an.

The carriage moved eastward all the way, and the landscape outside gradually became more and more scenic. With more mountains and lakes, even the air became fresher.

Lu Yan looked at Shen Zhen, who had almost stretched her head out, and then twitched her lips, regardless of her.She was only sixteen and should be out of Beijing for the first time. Curious and normal.

However, for Lu Yan, flying a phoenix outside was not very attractive.

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

In the evening, Yang Zong lifted the curtain and said, "Master, this official road is actually farther away, and his subordinates thought that after a short while on the banks of Qijiang River, they could take a short walk."

Lu Yan thought for a moment, and then rejected: "The court has not lived well in the past two years. We are these ten or so people. In case we encounter a grassroot, we are afraid that it will be delayed for a long time. For the time being, we will take the official road and wait for Luoyang. Just change the waterway."

Keep going.

When the sun went down, they just walked into the depths of the jungle, because there was no tea house nearby, and Lu Yan ordered people to rest on the spot.

In the end, it was winter, and the night breeze was very cold. Shen Zhen was holding two stoves in his hand, and he still shivered from time to time.

Lu Yan looked at her sideways, fearing that she would be ill on the road, so she took off the big cloak and covered her.

Shen Zhenmei's eyes widened, clutching the big-collar fur collar, "Master..."

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

His strength wasn't too light, and he just twisted it over and over again, which meant a lot of punishment.

"Last night I told you, so fast, you can't remember?" Lu Yan whispered.

Shen Zhen recovered his memory at the shock of his dangerous and rising tail.

He said: After Changan, he will no longer be able to summon him.

Lu Yan continued to knead the snow-white slender neck in front of her eyes, "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 shiny white toes have all curled up nervously.

Her cheeks were crimson, and her lips were also golden.

However, under the pressure of his heavy eyes, he could only shout along with him, "Yeah." Such a name simply made Shen Zhen's voice even worse.

Lu Yan said again, "Remember this time?"

Shen Zhen buzzed very quietly, "Concubine knows."

Yes, because Jingzhou Wei Jia Wei Han has already married his wife and had children, Shen Zhen does not speak dialect.

Her identity this time became a concubine who "Wei Han" just bought in Chang'an.

As the night grew thicker, Shen Zhen leaned to sleep slowly.

Lu Yan recalled what the saint said to him and sighed.

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

Some things have to start from a year ago.

Since January last year, there have been a large number of migrants near Yangzhou, not only the migrants, but also the endless stream of grassroots.Suspicious, the emperor sent some spies to Yangzhou.

At first, these spies could come back with some useful information, but later on, they became all praise.

But the unreasonable taxes, and the increasing number of refugees and grassroots, no doubt all show that Yangzhou really has a problem.

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

Before the death of the spies, only one sentence came back-today's Yangzhou City, no matter whether it is a history of thorns, a county government, or even the governor's office in Danyang, no one is innocent and no one is credible.

Yangzhou city officials and officials took care of each other and forcibly scraped the fat of the people, and the people were 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 is flowing.

It is by no means a small amount to search the wealth of a city, or such a rich Yangzhou.

Such an unexplained wealth can indeed make the saint feel like a needle.

Lu Yanmei Yu twitched slightly, turning the finger on his hand gently, then pulled out a map from a box.

He looked at it for a long time, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar the map seemed to be.

He subconsciously looked at the two places together, and his heart was inexplicable.

Isn't Yangzhou too close to Chengxi Canal, which was built by Yunyang Hou and later collapsed?

...

The sky soon changed from ink blue to light blue, and with a faint daylight, the group began to hurry again.

Non-stop, finally arrived in Luocheng, Yangzhou after ten days.

The sky in Yangzhou is so misty as if it had just rained.

Located in the south of Shugang, Luocheng in Yangzhou is a new city established on the Binjiang Plain.Here, due to the development of river transportation, there are more people.The streets are spacious and neat, with various types of pavements and commercial prosperity.

At least it seems so.

Just after getting off the boat, Shen Zhen was still dizzy. She walked deeper and shallower. Looking at it from a distance, she thought the girl had drunk.

Even after vomiting all night, her body was already dehydrated.It can be said to be as light as a butterfly, and it will fly when the wind blows.

Seeing her as such, Lu Yan could only choose the next inn nearby.

Before entering the door, he grabbed Shen Zhen's waist and frowned, and Shen Sheng asked in her ear: "Forbearance."

Shen Zhen knows that this person has a cleansing habit. If she really dares to vomit him, she may be thrown away by him if she is afraid.

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

So sad.

Lu Yan embraced Shen Zhen wearing a veiled hat and entered a hotel called "Taoyuan".As soon as he stepped into the threshold, the woman sitting on the ladle embroidering the veil, couldn't help but look stupid.

A long wire hung in the air.

Lips opened slightly, and the needle fell to the ground.

It has to be said that Lu Yan's physical strength is surprising, and after many days of tossing, his posture remains unchanged.

He was dressed in a white robe painted with gold patterns, wearing a golden crown and white jade hairpins.Calling a girl who hadn't left the cabinet to see this Lang Jun undoubtedly pushed her into the boundless love network.

The woman's eyes suddenly became swayed without a master.

It was Lu Yan who walked in front of her eyes before she could recover.

At this time, a woman in her forties, who looked around forty, slowly stood up and said, "But the son came to live in the store?"

Lu Yan said: "How many rooms are left here?" Listen carefully, there is also an accent of Jingzhou.

The shopkeeper returned: "Several sons are needed. The second floor is now empty! It can accommodate more than thirty people."

Lu Yan nodded and turned back to call Yang Zong, saying, "I stayed here today."

After all, dozens of entourages behind Lu Yan walked in one after another. Large bags and countless boxes. Just looking at the material, I knew that it was not a vulgar thing.

This man is definitely a first-class rich.

After finishing the calculation, Lu Yan also paid more money on purpose, showing his generosity.

If it is said that a handsome face can make people tempted, then combined with such imposing momentum and financial resources, it is enough to make people feel good.

After a period of trance, the young woman noticed that there was a girl wearing a veil beside him.

His eyes slowly turned down, and his hand was on the woman's waist.

At this time, Shen Zhen couldn't bear it, so he pressed his sleeves hard.

Lu Banyi was really afraid that she would really spit it out, she couldn't care about anything else and quickly took her to the second floor.

After the crowd dispersed, the woman took the woman's hand and asked, "Mother, what do you say they are?"

The shopkeeper's lip, "Look at this posture and listen to their accent, it doesn't look like Yangzhou."

The young woman gestured upstairs and whispered, "Just the one, should be his wife."

The woman sneered, "Where is Yangzhou? Such a girl, your mother, I haven't seen one thousand, and I have seen eight hundred. I can be planted on a man's bones in this blue sky. Yes, what a good thing? Look at her willow waist and you know, it must be not a wife, and 80% is a concubine."

The woman supported her cheek with her hand. "But I looked at the woman with extraordinary temperament, and her hands were so white and beautiful."

The woman shoved her temples, "I must have made you black? Only then did Lang Jun look at you more, and then Hu Meizi hurriedly pulled his sleeve, what could be extraordinary! Wait for Minger you When you see her face, you will know that the mother will not be wrong."

Most of the men in this world are like this. There is a virtue in the family.

Most of these humeizi look demonish and enchanting, but they are more attractive, but they can't get into the elegant hall.

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

The pseudonym of Lu Yan: Wei Han, Han Tong (now)

The pseudonym of the heroine: Qin Yao.