"Silang! You and I are not from Tokyo. No matter how good we are, we have to go back. Anyang is the root of our life." Speaking of this, Zhou Ping remembered that this dreamy city would turn into ruins in a few years. Later generations could only find her prosperity in the album and text. He couldn't help but sigh: "Besides, the prosperity of Tokyo can only be maintained by exercising the power of the people in the world. Do you think it can be maintained forever?"

Xue Liangyu blinked in confusion and asked, "Aping, what do you mean?"

"Haha, let's not talk about this!" Zhou Ping hung the wrapped bow and arrow on the wall and smiled: "Didn't you say how powerful that 'Xiao Guansuo' is? Okay, let's go out tonight together!"

"Okay!" Like all the young people, when they encountered something they were interested in, Xue Liangyu immediately threw his doubts behind his head. He smiled and picked up his outer robe and put it on, and said with a smile: "Today is the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month. The "thorny pot" in the forbidden city Xuande Gate is about to preview the Lantern Festival program. Let's go all the way and just arrived at Li Bao's venue after dinner. He was the last two sumo wrestlings, look at it."

The two left the Han Mansion and walked to the "Spit Pot". The so-called "Spit Pot Pot" is a large square outside Xuande Gate at the entrance of the Forbidden City. A theater built with silk and reed mats and bamboo frames temporarily accommodated tens of thousands of viewers, which can be regarded as the dragon gate of the theater industry. Which program was selected was ten times the price and became a de facto national program. Not to mention ordinary artists, the commander of the current official army, Liu Qi, the commander of the four-box officer of the Longshen Guard, performed superb riding skills in the "Spit Pot Pot" when he was an environmental sanitation official; and Zhao Li, the king of Yan, who was famous for the "Drum King" in Beijing, also performed drum beats there. In Tokyo, everyone is an actor, and while watching others' performances, he is also performing himself, even the ministers around the emperor are no exception.

The two arrived at the "thorny pot" and watched the hanging silk puppet performed by Zhang Jinxian and his wife. As a time traveler in later generations, Zhou Ping naturally did not immerse himself in the performance like his companions. However, he had to be amazed at the amazing talent of the performer named Zhang Jinxian. He was able to use ten fingers to pull several wooden puppets. Relying on his flexible gestures, the puppets can not only do the same thing, but also make different actions, winding, somersaults, and slamming, and killing.

All of them came, and his mummy family, nicknamed "Yijin", sang along with the puppet's dance moves. Sometimes she sang loudly and sometimes she was as light as a ray of spring whimpering in the valley. The audience's hearts seemed to be hanging up by them with a silk thread. Perhaps in terms of visual effects, this puppet show cannot be compared with later movies and TV, but from personal skills, the couple reached an extremely amazing level.

Finally, amid the cheers, Zhang Jinseong's puppet show ended. A half-aged child in his teens ran out with a small basket and asked the audience for rewards. The audience generously donated according to their financial ability, generosity and their special preference for vanity in public. They helped with the flow. Some took out a penny, some took out more than ten pennies, and some took out a lot of money and threw it into the basket loudly. The deacons sang thanks.

When the basket came to Zhou and Xue, Xue Liangyu turned her head and showed a begging expression on her face. Zhou Ping knew that he had spent almost all his money. He smiled, took out more than ten cents from his arms, compared himself and Xue Liangyu, and threw it into the basket.

"Thank you, two uncles!" The half-grown child sang to the two of them. Zhou Ping nodded, then squeezed out of the crowd with Xue Liangyu and walked to the performance place. Along the way, Xue Liangyu kept praising the performance just now, but Zhou Ping fell into deep thought. The more than ten cents he had just left was a ration for a strong man in Anyang for two days, but here he could only let the two people watch two puppet shows. The Zhang Jinxian couple's income in one night was probably better than that of a farmer's income in one year. Perhaps this is normal in modern society where material resources are extremely abundant, but in Bianjing in the Middle Ages, it was quite strange. Such a huge income difference can only show that the empire has

After concentrating a considerable amount of resources of the entire country into the capital, so that in an era when the entire empire was still a natural economy, such a highly developed commodity economy appeared in the capital. This abnormal prosperity inevitably corrodes the residents, officials, royal families, and soldiers living here. This may not be anything in peacetime, but once war enters war, it will become the root of disaster, because the huge wealth accumulated here cannot immediately become a force of resistance, but will instead attract the greed of the enemy. Especially Bianjing is on a plain without any dangers, and there is no major geographical barrier to separate the cavalry from the north from itself, which is particularly serious.

"Here, we're here!" Xue Liangyu's cheers woke Zhou Ping up from his thoughts. He looked up. Compared to the surrounding buildings, the destination of this trip was a bit shabby, except that a piece of open space surrounded by bamboo fences was four or five meters away. There was a thatched hut for the contestants to rest at both ends of the open space. Guests with status watched from a high place upstairs around the open space. However, the simple furnishings did not hinder the audience's enthusiasm. Hundreds of viewers gathered outside and shouted loudly, cheering for the party they supported.

"Fortunately, it's not too late. This group is the "Xiao Guansuo" Li Bao's venue!" Xue Liangyu asked others about the show and ran back to tell Zhou Ping. Zhou Ping was about to find a better place to see, but suddenly saw two Hu people sitting on the second floor opposite with shaved hair on the front half of their hair and combed their hair into two braids. Seeing that their clothes were dressed a little like the Jurchens he saw in a book in his previous life. Zhou Ping couldn't help but move. Could these two people be the messenger of the Jurchens he heard in the inn that day?

Xue Liangyu squeezed inside, but when she looked back, she found Zhou Pingsha standing there, and couldn't help but say angrily: "You are standing there and doing something wrong, Li Bao is about to appear!"

"Oh, oh!" Zhou Ping responded and followed in. At this time, a burst of cheers came from the crowd. It turned out that Li Bao was appearing.

Zhou Ping looked at the man who walked out of the thatched hut and saw that he was of the same figure, but he was very solid, with a long belt on his waist, shorts, and his feet were covered in shoes. His naked upper body was covered with muscles. He clasped his fists and bowed to the onlookers. The crowd of onlookers made a louder cheer. Zhou Ping even heard many women's screams from it, and he couldn't help but think in his heart that Li Bao is still very popular with Tokyo women.

At this time, with the sound of a gong, the cheers became quiet, and hundreds of gazes suddenly gathered on the two people who were preparing to make corners. This corner is a traditional Chinese bare-hand fighting technique, and its rules are probably closer to modern wrestling. It is extremely popular in the Northern Song Dynasty. Both in the army and in the people, there are countless fans. Tokyo is a gathering place for elites in the world, and there are countless good corners. Li Bao can enjoy the reputation of being the number one, so he naturally has extraordinary strength. He saw his legs bent slightly, his toes bend inward, his arms naturally drooping, and his eyes were cold to look at his opponent, waiting for his opponent to start the attack first.

The man opposite circled Li Bao several times, but he didn't find any chance. He couldn't help but feel impatient. He shouted and took two steps, stretched out his left hand and threw it towards the other's right shoulder. At the same time, his right leg stumbled, and just waited for his fingertips to touch the other's shoulder, he twisted his waist and exerted force, and threw the other party down. Although this pouncer was not as famous as Li Bao, he was also a very famous pouncer in the local area before coming to Tokyo. The most important thing about this horn-to-resistance technique was the power of his waist and legs. He took a water tank of hugging and turned it hard since he was a child, and it started with water, and then filled with sand and soil. In the past twenty years of cold and heat, at his age, he was able to rotate the water tank with most of the sand and soil as usual, and his waist and legs were evident. With force, even a male mule couldn't help him.

He thought that no matter what, Li Bao would take a step back, make a move away from his grab, and make a decision, but he didn't expect that he would stand there and stay motionless. He couldn't help but feel happy in his pounce, thinking that Li Bao was so arrogant that he couldn't help but add three more points of force to throw his opponent to the ground.

Seeing that his fingertips were about to touch Li Bao's shoulder, his eyes were blurred, but there was no one. I don't know what was going on. When the base of his thigh hurt, he flew up and fell to the dark.

"What a little Guansuo!" Zhou Ping, who was on the side, couldn't help but be amazed. He could see clearly from the side that Li Bao had just stepped forward instead of retreating. He bent over and pounced. Not only did he avoid the other party's grab, but he took the opportunity to cross his right leg into the middle of the opponent's legs, loosened the opponent's feet, and then took the other party's waist and lifted it hard, and then threw the opponent to the ground. He was as fast as a spirit cat, and could not be released in an instant.

The crowd let out a deafening cheer, countless copper coins were thrown into the venue, and there were even a few gold and silver jewelry mixed in the middle. Li Bao bowed to everyone around him, and went in to rest, preparing to deal with the next opponent, and a child came out to pick it up.
Chapter completed!