In this way, under Fang Mingzhu's instigation and coercion, Tang Lizi walked out of the jewelry store with her nervously but secretly happily. However, when he went out, he was caught in a cold sweat by the hateful eyes of Boss Chen and his wife.

It wasn't until he was quite far out of the street that Tang Lizi felt that he finally got rid of the venomous snake-like gaze behind him, and his whole body felt relaxed. He couldn't help but let out a deep breath of relief, while Fang Mingzhu was already fascinated by the scenery on the street.

Already.

Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, is a symbol that China's feudal economy has just reached its peak! The entire city of Chang'an is a standard square shape, with axial symmetry inside, with Zhuque Street as the central axis, the city on both sides is completely symmetrical, and the streets and alleys are neat and uniform! As a city

Generally speaking, this neatness is undoubtedly monotonous and a design failure. However, it is precisely this monotony that truly reflects the great national power of the Tang Dynasty at that time and the determination of the rulers to dare to recreate everything.

!

Fang Mingzhu and the others walked out of an alley and turned to Zhuque Street. The street was very spacious, and the road was completely paved with bluestones of the same size. Each bluestone was connected tightly, which was amazing. In the era without grinding wheels,

, the ancients actually did this purely by hand.

Stepping on such a road surface makes people's soles feel comfortable. This may be what modern people call the unique comfort of natural stone!

Fang Mingzhu walked greedily on the road, as if she was enjoying every step.

Everything in front of her made her stunned! The women on the street were all tall and beautiful, especially their outfits, with their hair buns high or low, which were completely piled up, leaving no trace of their plump, white necks and pink earlobes.

Exposed without scruples.

There are all kinds of hairpins in their hair, and there are even huge flowers. Their dresses, without exception, have low collars, waists and wide robes with big sleeves. On each of their dazzling white breasts, there are

Dangerous peaks, deep ravines, and rough waves!

And these women still seem to feel that they are not ostentatious enough, so they all embroider the brightest patterns on the edges of their tube tops, hold up their breasts, and hang the most exquisite necklaces around their necks.

, trying hard to attract others’ attention. Fang Mingzhu sighed from the bottom of her heart:

'It's such a blessing to be a man in the Tang Dynasty!'

The woman's plump cheeks have delicate makeup, the red dots between her eyebrows, and the rouge on her lips are all so charming that it makes people enchanted.

As soon as he raised his hand, the wide sleeves retreated to the elbows, and most of the plump and white arms were exposed. The gold necklace on the wrist jingled, and the round dimples on the back of the hand lined with the bright red danko on the nails, which made people feel

When people see it, they want to pinch it.

Fang Mingzhu looked at the crowd of people on the street and couldn't help but secretly smacked her tongue:

'The Tang Dynasty really didn't pay attention to the kind of delicate women with shoulders and backs, let alone skinny beauties. These Tang Dynasty women are really exciting to hold in the hand, have texture in the arms, and are comfortable to use.

The strength and durability must be extremely high.'

Ridicule is ridicule, but Fang Mingzhu's heart is still filled with sighs.

'Datang, what kind of era is this!'

Looking at the entire city of Chang'an, no matter it is the facade of the shop, the dress of the women, the momentum of the men, or even the horses that occasionally pass by, they are all fat and strong, with strong steps. In short, after Fang Mingzhu left the house,

, everything I see, whether they are living or inanimate, whether they are humans or animals, whether they are men or women, are all unscrupulously declaring their confidence and publicity to the world.

Fang Mingzhu suddenly thought of a question, a very serious question:

'If the common people are so confident and arrogant, won't those so-called royal families be even more arrogant?'

'Looking at the style of these ordinary people, each one is comparable to the big-name Hollywood stars. So, what kind of style should those talented people, such as my target - Li Longji, be like?'

Fang Mingzhu realized the seriousness of the problem. She simulated the magnificence Li Longji might have in her imagination, and then looked at herself. Compared with the women around her, she was just like a lump of dirt on the street.

So bland and unremarkable.

Let alone whether she might know Li Longji, even if she knew Li Longji, even Li Longji would also like to be the emperor, but why should Li Longji accept her help? There is no reason?

Before she walked out of the jewelry store, Fang Mingzhu knew that things would be difficult, because after all, he was a prince and she was a slave girl. But now, Fang Mingzhu had to add an attribution to these two identities - one from

The prince of the most confident royal family in China's feudal history, and a slave girl who was hopelessly hopeless for this era!

It was obviously a very sunny afternoon, but Fang Mingzhu felt that there were rolling black clouds above her head, pressing towards her, and all of a sudden, the sun disappeared.

It doesn't matter, Mingzhu stood on the bustling streets of Chang'an and said loudly to herself in her heart:

"I will succeed. Even if the sky and the earth become dark, I will re-create a sun to bring me light!"

Today, after Li Longji had a routine audience, he walked out of the Daming Palace. He liked to stroll along Zhuque Street. He liked the feeling of stepping on the smooth bluestone road. He liked to see the bustling crowds. All of this meant to him

The words, like the Daming Palace, deeply tempted him to compete for the splendid country of the Tang Dynasty! But in his mind, the Daming Palace symbolized the supreme, even a little too high for people to see.

Dignity, and this noisy Chang'an City will allow him to truly touch the country and people of the Tang Dynasty. These two, one virtual and one real, one far and one near, one noble and gorgeous and the other ordinary and secular, the contrast in all aspects is amazing.

It was huge, but it stimulated Li Longji’s determination to become the emperor!

Li Longji has just turned twenty-five this year. He has a slender figure and a handsome face. Although he suppresses the most intense volcano among the Tang royal family in his heart, he always has a gentle smile on his face. Because he knows,

Although he is already a prince, his life and even the lives of his father, brothers and sisters are in the hands of others! So he must be careful, not only to cultivate his own power, but also to weaken the enemy's defense!

A seemingly chic, but actually cruel smile appeared on Li Longji's face:

'Who would have thought that the King of Linzi, who grew up in the splendid bush, actually seemed to be living in a wolf den! No, this is not as good as a wolf den! Wolves in the same den will not eat the cubs of their companions, but these

People will, for the sake of imperial power and profit, not only eat the wolf cubs of their companions and relatives, but even eat their own wolf cubs!'
Chapter completed!