In this court, no one was worried about offending Sima Yao. Sima Yao was not scary, only Xie An was scary.
When Wang Mi returns to the court, there is no doubt that Xie An, who does not often go to court, will definitely go out in person to witness with his own eyes the Secretary Cheng Wang Zhiyuan who is all-powerful in Xiangyang City.
Keeping Sima Yao waiting is nothing, but keeping Xie An waiting is a serious matter.
"If you try hard, you won't be able to get through."
"Those young ladies stood in several rows, carrying things, flowers, plants, fresh fruits, and everything in their hands. Not only the bridge, but both ends of the bridge were also crowded with young ladies."
"A single horse could barely pass, but when I came out, the carriage could not pass."
"Such a big pomp!" He Wuji was really shocked.
It was indeed impossible to get through. Looking back, he saw that although Wang Mi was leading a small group of people, there were still about forty or fifty people.
Such a group of people, let alone boarding the Suzaku Bridge, might not even be able to get through the crowd in front of the bridge.
Wang Mi and the others were in a very difficult situation now. In order to avoid being noticed, they did not dare to enter the city at all. Wang Mi's face and the armored Beifu soldiers behind him were too obvious and eye-catching.
As long as you appear in the city, you are guaranteed to be discovered by passers-by immediately.
Of course, this kind of avoidance has its advantages and disadvantages. The good thing is that the people in the city were indeed not alerted. Those infatuated young ladies did not even notice that their dream lovers had arrived in Jiankang City.
outside.
However, there are many shortcomings. For example, if you cannot enter the city, you will not know the current situation in the city at all, and you will not be able to judge how to deal with it.
what to do?
It was imperative to enter the city and there must be no delay. Wang Mi looked at the city gate that was almost in front of him and sighed.
"Walk!"
"Let's go around to Dahang!"
Jiankang City has many water systems, with intertwined roots and extremely complicated branches. Although Zhuquehang is the only way for ministers entering the palace to meet, it is not the only way.
Jiankang Palace is not a newly built palace, but a palace temporarily requisitioned by Sima Rui, who was hiding in Jiangzuo to avoid the war.
The so-called former palace refers to the palace during the Sun Wu period. Because of its long history, many parts of this palace have been rebuilt, and because there are many waterways in Wu, Jiankang Palace is also surrounded by various water systems.
It is the bridges of different sizes that connect these water systems.
There was more than one bridge leading to Jiankang Palace, Zhuquehang. Therefore, Wang Mi made a prompt decision, pulled the men and horses, and headed towards Dahanghang, which was slightly farther away.
Dahang, as the name suggests, is a bridge. In Wudi, the bridge is also called Hang. Compared with the Zhuquehang with carved dragons and jade pillars, the decoration of the bridge deck, bridge head and bridge railings on Dahang are much simpler and plainer.
Although it can also lead to Jiankang Palace, because this bridge is mainly used by eunuchs going in and out of the palace, there are not many people coming and going.
A pure man like Beifu Bing is not willing to stay here any longer, let alone pass this bridge.
But, isn’t there nothing we can do now?
In order to be able to face the Holy Emperor as soon as possible, Wang Mi could only take a detour.
If you want to go to Dahang, you have to pass through the north gate of Jiankang City. Fortunately, the ladies never paid attention to this gate. Wang Mi and the others, with dozens of close soldiers, passed through in a mighty manner without causing any trouble.
A little commotion.
"Beifu soldiers are back!"
"Is it a soldier from the Beifu?"
Old men carrying burdens and storekeepers took to the streets one after another. When they saw the familiar armor, they immediately became excited.
"really!"
"That's right!"
"Did you hear that?"
"The city of Xiangyang was victorious. The evil beasts of Di and Qin were killed without leaving a single piece of armor behind. The soldiers of Beifu won again!"
"I heard it, I heard it!"
"If this continues, we might be able to see the return of the Central Plains to Shanxi!"
An old man with silver hair, who was over eighty years old, staggered out of his house with the support of his family, looking up at the grace of Beifu soldiers.
As he talked, tears fell like rain. Now, almost all the well-dressed nobles who came to the south back then have withered away.
Only a few octogenarians are left, just like leaves falling in the wind, they are about to usher in the moment of falling.
They no longer have such extravagant hopes, they just want to disappear in obscurity in this warm and humid water town in the south of the Yangtze River.
However, they still have homesickness after all!
When the old people saw the mighty Beifu Cavalry marching onto the North Street of Jiankang City, their hearts surged again!
Hot tears flowed out, not because of grievance and sadness, but because of being moved!
After so many years, the Jin army has finally gained strength!
We have hope!
The Beifu soldiers are back!
In order to deceive others and avoid those nymphos, Beifu soldiers rushed straight from the north gate to Dahang!
Many people were not prepared at all. It was not until they saw the figures of the Beifu soldiers that they determined their marching route.
The news quickly spread in the city, and more and more people gathered from both sides of the road. At this time, Jiankang City truly realized that people, regardless of age, rich or poor, participated in the grand event together.
Among the crowd watching the majestic appearance of the Beifu soldiers, there were not only the dignitaries living in Wuyi Lane, but also the traffickers and commoners living in and outside the city.
Men and women, old and young, people gathered together, and finally there was no grudge.
"Look!"
"Who is the man in white running at the front?"
"Which general is it?"
"How come I've never seen it before?"
Several strong men gathered together and watched Wang Mi riding a pony through the crowd. His hairband was fluttering, and the complicated patterns on his clothes highlighted his owner's unparalleled elegance.
So handsome!
"Is such a beauty actually the general of Beifu?"
"is it possible?"
Some people have raised doubts. The main reason is that although they fought two battles, they were in person each time and there was absolutely no fake hands.
But in comparison, Wang Mi's complexion is still too fair, especially since he is followed by a group of authentic Beifu soldiers.
Being exposed to the wind and sun every day, his skin has long been as black as coal. Compared with them, Wang Mi's image is still too powdery.
No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like someone who knows how to march and fight.
No wonder people are suspicious.
"Wait a moment!"
"Why do I feel like this person looks familiar?"
Although Wang Mi was not a high-ranking official in the imperial court, there were still a few people who knew him because of his reputation in Kangcheng.
Soon, a noble prince who stepped down from the carriage bumped into Wang Mi riding a horse. He frowned and said suspiciously.
"This person can't be Wang Zhiyuan!"
"Why did he come back from here!"
The noble son who stepped off the carriage was none other than another important figure in the Xie family, Xie An's most valued brother, Xie Shi.
Others would admit their mistakes, but Xie Shi, who had been walking in the court for many years, would not be mistaken. The person who was running immediately was Wang Mi.
"The temperament is really different!" Xie Shi sighed, and at the same time he quickly informed his followers: "Wang Zhiyuan has returned to the city. Come to the palace quickly and inform the eldest brother!"
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