I am not Song Qinzong

"Where to?" Yuren asked for instructions.

"Today, Wan surnames are traded in Xiangguo Temple, let's go around." After a pause, Zhao Huan looked at the six Zhantianshen who accompanied him as guards, and said, "Change into regular clothes and go."

A group of six people are all gold armor and silver swords, showing their status as royal guards all the time.

Zhao Huan wanted to walk around more freely, so naturally he couldn't let them swagger like this.

Not a moment later, Yu Ren and Wei Yong accompanied him, and Zhan Tianshen and others fell back more than ten steps and walked towards Xiangguo Temple along the left side of the imperial road.

The imperial street is [-] steps wide, with imperial corridors on both sides, two rows of Anzhu lacquer branches in the center, and a royal road in the center. Pedestrians are all outside the branches.

In order to see clearly, the prince also mixed with the common people and officials in the imperial corridor.

In the fork, there are two royal ditches built with bricks and stones. Lotus is planted in the water, and peaches, plums, pears and apricots are near the shore. At this time, there are mixed flowers, which look like embroidery.

There are many official residences and government offices on the west side of Yujie Street, and many residential shops on the east side.

In the houses, there are mostly two-story and three-story small buildings, which shows that the architectural technology of the Northern Song Dynasty is quite good.

Just too cowardly!

While sighing, the prince and his party continued to move forward.

Far away from the palace, the number of shops immediately increased.

Many merchants occupy the roads for business, and there are also street vendors setting up shops on the roadside, which is not much different from later generations.

As for the pedestrians, they are full of traffic, rubbing shoulders and heels, and it is very lively.

Because they were afraid of the prince's danger, two guards opened the way ahead, and four surrounded him.

The weather was getting hotter, and the prince was sweating all over after walking.

When he saw the eighth cold drink shop, the prince couldn't help it, and said, "Have a bowl of cold drink before leaving."

"Yes." Everyone agreed.

There is no waiter to say hello, they are busy serving cold drinks to the guests in the lobby.

The prince didn't care, he just sat under the shade of a tree facing the street.

Without looking at what was written on the wooden board next to it, the prince shouted: "It doesn't matter what, get a copy for each."

Prince, there is no shortage of money!

"Guests don't wait, they'll be delivered right away." Xiaoer responded happily.

The cold drinks in the store are divided into two types: syrup and thirsty water. There are seasonal fruit syrups such as watermelon, papaya, grape, peach, plum, and apricot.

In fact, it is fruit juice, with some crushed ice in it, a bowl is less than ten yuan, and the thicker one is similar to jam, with honey and sugar added, and a bowl is twenty, thirty, fifty.

There are also herbal teas made from various medicinal materials, with or without ice, and the prices vary, ranging from [-] to [-] renminbi to as little as [-] renminbi.

Among them is Lactose Real Snow, which is made of white sugar, milk, shortbread, and crushed ice. Except that it is not formed, the taste is quite similar to ice cream.

People in the Song Dynasty were so good at eating, the prince felt very bad.

It is very likely that the idea of ​​amassing money through ice cream went bankrupt before it was implemented.

"The Xuefeng store can be used as an intelligence gathering point, but we have to find other ways to make money."

Full of thoughts, everyone shared a variety of cold drinks and continued on their way.

After crossing the state bridge, there is a stretch of magnificent buildings in the northeast.

But see: the gate of the mountain is towering, and the Buddhist temple is quiet.The words on the forehead of the head are distinct, and the two strokes are fierce like diamonds.The five main halls are lined with green dragon scale tiles; the monk's room on the four walls is decorated with bricks and flowers on the back of the turtle.The bell tower stands tall and the Jingge is majestic.The flag pole is high and steep to meet the blue clouds, and the pagoda vaguely invades Bihan.The wooden fish hangs horizontally, and the cloud board hangs high.The lamps and candles in front of the Buddha are shining brightly, and the cigarettes in the furnace are lingering.The banners are continuous, the Guanyin Hall is connected to the Patriarch Hall; the treasure cover is connected, and the water and land will connect to the Arhat Court.

In Tokyo, apart from the imperial palace, the Daxiangguo Temple is the most magnificent.

In addition to monks, there are more common people.

Probably because today is the Daxiangguo Temple where the trade of all surnames is held. From all over the world, all kinds of goods from home and abroad are gathered here.

Using Zhao Huan's analogy, it probably means that when going to the market in the past, people didn't necessarily have to buy anything, but they didn't want to miss the excitement.

Therefore, if people follow the crowd, it is really impossible to squeeze.

When they got here, the six Zhantianshen became visibly nervous.

There are too many people, and it is extremely dangerous.

"My lord, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, leave quickly to be safe," Zhan Tianshen persuaded.

Apart from being unable to see anything from the head, Zhao Huan had no interest in wandering around, so he nodded in response.

"Not good...Hua Hua Tai Sui is coming~ Hurry up~"

As they exclaimed, countless women trembled and ran wildly like lambs seeing hungry wolves.

Everyone's ladies don't care about their manners, Xiaojia Biyu forgets to be reserved, and even the gray-haired mother-in-law ran away alive and well.

"My lord, it's that fellow Gao Da." Yu Ren said in a low voice.

Gao Yanei?Zhao Huan showed a meaningful smile and said, "Find out the location and look ahead."

Not a moment later, Wei Yong came back and said, "It's at Wuyue Temple."

"Tsk tsk, what a coincidence." With a sneer, Zhao Huan looked at Wei Yong and said, "Is it possible to provoke him to attack me?"

"Young master, don't worry, you will definitely live up to your mission." Wei Yong took the order.

Yu Ren was also exhausted, and said with a sneer: "It turns out that Gao Qiu never had any relatives and no one to help, so the uncle Gao Sanlang's son Gao Gao was in the room as his son.

He is an uncle and brother, but he is his godson, so he cherishes him.

That guy in Tokyo relies on power and power, and he only loves wives and daughters of bad people. Because he is afraid of Gao Qiu's power, no one who dares to argue with him calls him Huahua Taisui.

It's just that this guy has some good eyesight, he doesn't mess with the powerful, he has been at ease so far, and now he is in the hands of the prince, let's see how happy he is. "

Going against the flow of people to the Wuyue Tower, I saw many people eating melons gathered around and looked inside.

Although watching the excitement, he didn't dare to look at him directly, and only looked at him secretly.

It can be seen that it is as high as fierce.

When I squeezed inside, I saw a dozen or so people, holding slingshots, blowing tubes, and sticky poles, all surrounding them.

With a lewd smile all over his face, Gao Da put his arms around a little lady and groped carelessly.