Shangjing deserves to be the capital of Daxiang. The bustle and crowds in the markets are unmatched by any other state capital.
Mo Yuan followed Mr. Chen and looked at the surrounding scene.
"This place is more lively than before."
Chen Changsheng looked at it and said: "Since Zhao Zhen unified the world, Daxiang's national power has been increasing day by day. Later, the officials now paid more attention to business roads, building roads and bridges to connect Shangjing with other prefectures. Jiangnan and Shangjing became
In the center of the commercial road, it would be a bustling place like this."
Mo Yuan said: "I said there are accents everywhere, so that's what happened."
Chen Changsheng smiled warmly and said, "Let's go."
"Sir, where are we going?"
"Let's go to Jingzhao Yin Mansion and see if we can find a place to stay."
"Jing Zhaoyin?"
Mo Yuan thought for a while and asked: "Shangjing County Magistrate?"
"Exactly."
Chen Changsheng nodded and said with a smile: "He is Chen's descendant."
"Sir, you know quite a few people."
Mo Yuan felt that there were people his husband knew from all over the world.
Like most officials, Jingzhao Yinfu lives in Xuanyangfang, but Jingzhao Yinfu is particularly special because the person who lived there before was once the first literary minister in Daxiang, and he once dominated the court.
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However, the prime minister did not escape his fate in the end. He was imprisoned and his house was confiscated. After the house was empty for several years, the officials rewarded it to Jing Zhaoyin.
No one can guess the thoughts of the officials. Some people say that the officials intend to promote the current Jing Zhaoyin, while others say that the officials want to give him a warning to prevent him from following in the footsteps of Wen Xiang.
There are all different opinions.
When Chen Changsheng and Mo Yuan arrived in front of the mansion, they didn't see anything impressive at first glance.
"Watching..."
"That's not good."
This house doesn't really look like much. The only thing I can say is that it's relatively big. Other than that, there's nothing to brag about.
Chen Changsheng said: "The Jingzhao Yin Mansion is different from other officials. The county magistrate is the parent of the people. No matter how powerful or wealthy he is, he cannot show it to the public."
He paused, then looked left and right.
"But speaking of which, this place was not like this before."
After hearing this, Mo Yuan asked: "Sir, I have been here before."
"This used to be the residence of the young minister of Dali Temple. At that time, there were not so many courtyards on both sides. It was many years ago."
"Young Minister of Dali Temple? This official position is not easy to remember."
"Yes." Chen Changsheng smiled.
The two of them watched at the door for a while.
Then Mo Yuan stepped forward and knocked on the door.
There was a sound of footsteps behind the door, and then someone came forward to open the door.
The door opened halfway, and a servant came out.
"May I ask who the young master is looking for?"
Mo Yuan said: "My husband has met your master before. It is his first time in the capital, so he came here to visit."
The servant looked at Mr. Qingshan standing behind Mo Yuan, and then asked: "I don't know your name, please go ahead and report it."
"My husband's surname is Chen." Mo Yuan said.
The servant nodded after hearing this, and then said: "You two, wait a moment, the younger one will come as soon as he goes."
The servants went to report.
We walked all the way through the main hall and found the butler.
Then the housekeeper went to the study in the backyard and found his master.
"Master, there are two people outside who came to visit. The man said he had met the master before and his surname was Chen."
The person in the study writing the excerpts raised his head when he heard this.
"The surname is Chen..."
He stood up and walked quickly to the door and asked, "Is one of them wearing a green shirt?"
The butler nodded and said: "The servant who informed me said so, he is wearing a green shirt."
"Please!" He paused mid-sentence and said, "No, I'll go in person!"
After saying that, he walked towards the door of the mansion. He walked very quickly, but he felt that the clothes were in the way, so he simply picked up a handful and ran towards the door quickly.
"Master, master!"
The housekeeper followed him, but he was a little confused.
Who on earth could make the master so anxious?
When the young lady came to the house before, she never saw the master so anxious.
All the way through the corridor, the main hall, and the entrance hall.
The scenes on both sides kept changing, and the man finally ran to the door.
When Ping An saw the two people standing at the door, his face suddenly lit up with joy.
"Uncle Chen!"
When Chen Changsheng saw Ping An, he was a little unresponsive.
After not seeing each other for several years, Ping An is now tall and straight, dressed in plain clothes, but he looks as calm as an official. However, his hair is a little messy, as if he was running a little hastily, and it is a little messy.
Chen Changsheng looked at him and said with a smile: "I have grown a lot taller."
After hearing this, Ping An smiled and said: "Of course, you can't just be a child forever. By the way, sir, this is..."
Mo Yuan said: "Mo Yuan, sir's mount."
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng smiled helplessly, but he did not refute anything to Mo Yuan. This guy had always been like this and refused to listen.
Ping An was stunned for a moment, mount?
"Go in and talk." Chen Changsheng said.
"well."
Ping An led the two of them into the mansion.
"Why did Uncle Chen come to Beijing?"
"I heard from my sister that Uncle Chen returned to Qingshan City a few years ago. Unfortunately, I had something urgent to do and was unable to go back."
"Uncle Chen, I really read something, and now I am Jing Zhaoyin."
The maids and servants were waiting aside, listening to their master's words, but they were all frightened.
They really couldn't believe that these words came from the mouth of the normally serious man.
It's like...
Children are looking for praise.
This doesn't look like their master anymore.
Several people sat down in the house, and Ping Anfu said something in the butler's ear.
The housekeeper was a little shocked after hearing this, and Ping An patted him and said, "Go ahead and make up for it later."
The butler could only nod his head and then withdrew.
The servant brought tea and some simple snacks.
Mo Yuan immediately started eating, mixing tea and snacks, but he didn't taste anything as soon as he went down.
Ping An was very excited about Chen Changsheng's arrival.
"Uncle Chen, how long have we not seen each other? Ten years?"
"It's probably been that long."
Ping An breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Ten years or so..."
Only then did he remember it in a daze.
Uncle Chen is really a god.
More than ten years have passed, but Uncle Chen's appearance has not changed at all.
Ping An came back to his senses and said: "By the way, uncle, sister is also here in Beijing. If she knows that uncle Chen is here, she will definitely be very happy."
Chen Changsheng asked: "Why did she come to Beijing?"
Ping An smiled helplessly and said: "Sister, I'm very brave now. She travels around the world with a cat, wherever there is excitement. Isn't this the Immortal Conference, so she came too. Sister
She didn't want to live in the house, so I asked her to live temporarily in another house, not far away, just over the well alley."