No matter if you are a human or an immortal, you can still farm for me after traveling through time!

It was almost evening and it looked like there was still some time before curfew. Ji Qingyue walked calmly through the narrow alleys while looking around carefully for a place to stay.

All around were small houses with old appearance and compact structure. Ji Qingyue passed by an open door and looked inside inadvertently. At a glance, the house was probably not even as big as Shandan’s shop. The yard was cluttered with debris and not only was it full of clothes hanging to dry, but also had a corner squeezed out to keep a few listless chickens and ducks, leaving only a narrow passage to the innermost house.

This should be a place where ordinary people gather.

The houses are too densely packed, so the alleys are not planned in a completely horizontal and vertical manner, but extend to other places in a crooked way. If you don't live here for a long time, you will definitely lose your way if you suddenly come to such a place.

Just when Ji Qingyue felt that he was about to get lost in the winding alleys, the view in front of him suddenly opened up. At the end of the alley was a slightly wider street.

The street is straight, with all kinds of shops along it. Standing on the street you can even see the city walls looming in the distance?

Could it be the city wall of Chang'an?

Ji Qingyue walked towards the city wall and turned onto another wider road.

This road is more than ten meters wide and can accommodate four carriages running in parallel. It seems to be the main road here.

The more Ji Qing walked, the more he felt something was wrong. Some of the houses on the street were taller than the city wall in front of him.

No way, the city walls can’t be lower than the houses!

Soon, he had the answer.

The city wall in front of us is not the outer city wall, but the wall that encloses houses, shops, mansions, temples and other buildings in one area. In other words, this is one of the districts in Chang'an City.

The street leads to one of the gates, where officials are on duty.

At this time, there were far more people entering the block than leaving. It seemed that they were all common people living in this block. Among these people entering the block, there were many Hu people wearing Han costumes. The Hu and Han people mixed together without any abruptness and they were all having a good time. Everyone wanted to go home before the curfew began.

Ji Qingyue bought a Hu pancake from a roadside stall not far from the gate, and sat aside, eating the pancake while observing the officials at the gate.

Sure enough, whether people were entering or leaving the block, officials had to register their basic information. If they were Hu people, they had to show their ID cards and be checked before they could pass.

At this moment, Ji Qingyue realized that without a pass, he would be unable to take a single step in Chang'an City.

So he immediately gave up his plan to leave the town and decided to stay in the town for a few more days, waiting to find out more information before leaving the city to find a new identity.

As for where to stay for the next few days, there is no need to consider an inn because there is no place to stay.

Ji Qingyue suddenly thought of a good place that was very popular among people who couldn't afford to stay in an inn.

He asked the owner of the pancake stall about the location of his temporary residence, then quickly finished the pancake in his hand, stood up and walked quickly in the direction the stall owner said.

The emperor banned Buddhism, which inevitably left many temples vacant.

You know, there are thousands of temples in Chang'an City. If they are abandoned and left unattended, they will become ruins within ten years.

Ji Qingyue turned into a narrower street and walked for a while. In front of him was the temple that the stall owner mentioned.

At this moment, a "clang clang clang" sound of metal knocking suddenly came from the direction of the gate behind him.

Just by looking at the passers-by quickening their pace, I knew that must be a signal for the market to close.

Different from the 600 drum beats in Shandan, the gongs in Chang'an City were beaten 300 times, which told the people that the curfew had begun, that the doors and markets must be closed, and that they must go home immediately and not linger outside. If they were caught by the Jinwu Guards or other officials patrolling the city, they would be imprisoned.

Ji Qingyue also followed Xiao Pao and rushed into the temple before the knocking sound ended. While calming his breath, he also observed the situation in the temple. He saw that many people had arrived in the temple before him and occupied the clean space. Fortunately, the temple was large enough, so everyone didn't feel crowded when staying in the same space.

There are all kinds of people who choose to stay overnight in the temple, including travelers who don’t want to spend money to stay in a hotel, homeless beggars, and people who don’t have time to go home. In short, everyone has to stay in this deserted temple that night and cannot run around.

At night, the street messengers under the Jinwu Guard and the officials from Wuhoupu were responsible for patrolling the entire city and arresting thieves. There were also officials patrolling the city to maintain public order.

Ji Qingyue found an empty place, stretched out his feet and swept away the dirt and weeds on the ground with his shoes, and then sat down against the wall.

At this time, it was not completely dark outside. Some people were eating while it was still light, some were chatting quietly, some were lying down and seemed to be resting with their eyes closed, and some seemed to be quietly looking around...

Ji Qingyue ignored these curious gazes and leaned against the wall with his head tilted back, looking at the dim sky and sorting out the messy thoughts in his mind.

Since he and Li Erlang decided to come to Chang'an, they naturally collected as much information as possible about Chang'an City while they were still in Shandan.

There are 108 wards in Chang'an City. The largest ward covers an area of ​​1,200 mu, which is as large as more than 110 football fields, and the smallest covers an area of ​​800 mu. Each ward is equivalent to a fully functional community. There are not only houses for the people, but also various shops to meet the basic shopping needs of the people. There are also temples, clinics, brothels and other facilities. Some wards are famous for their scenic spots, attracting people living in other wards to come and visit.

According to information collected in the early stage, the northern center of Chang'an City is the imperial city and palace city covering a huge area, which is divided by Tianjie on the central axis. The east is East City and the west is West City. There are many officials in East City, many wealthy businessmen in West City, and South City is the gathering place for ordinary people.

The northeast corner of East City is close to the imperial palace, so there are many bureaucrats' residences. It is common for the residences of princes and princesses to be concentrated in one block. The emperor's top official, Zuo Pushe, lives in Yongxing Block, which is only one street away from the imperial city. Chongren Block, just south of Yongxing Block, is mostly inhabited by princesses, and Shengye Block, just east of Chongren Block, is home to many princes.

There is also Pingkangfang, which is famous for its "nightlife". It is located in the southeast corner outside the imperial palace. Every year, candidates who come to Beijing for the imperial examinations and officials stationed in Beijing will gather here. There are many brothels in the square, and many people come here to visit. Pingkangfang naturally becomes the well-deserved nightlife center of Chang'an City. It is also the only place in the city without a curfew and is nicknamed "the romantic swamp".

Since the emperor issued the ban on Buddhism, all temples in Chang'an and across the country were forced to close, except for Fu'an Temple and Persian Temple in the city, which were not affected and still had many pilgrims. Fu'an Temple was located in Changlefang in the northeast corner, and Persian Temple was located in the northwest corner.

In addition to the various districts, Chang'an City also has two world-famous trade centers - the East and West Markets.

The two markets are almost the same size, each covering nearly two large blocks. It is said that the East Market has "220 rows, mansions on all four sides, and all the rare treasures from all directions gathered there". Because the East City is where officials, nobles, and royal relatives gather, the East Market is naturally tinged with celebrity atmosphere, with luxury goods being the main products, and those who come and go are all upper-class people.

If the East Market is a noble model, then the West Market is a people-friendly model. The West Market has a serious atmosphere and mainly serves ordinary people and foreigners. It has a very rich variety of goods. It is said that there are as many as 40,000 fixed shops, and it is also called the "Golden Market".

There are twelve city gates in Chang'an City. Among them, Kaiyuan Gate in the northwest corner is the gate most frequently used by Hu merchants. The trade route from Chang'an to the Western Regions starts from this gate.

The county and state exams were both held in August, and now it was mid-August, and the last annual exam had ended. The spring exam was always scheduled a few months after the autumn exam, when thousands of students from all over the country gathered in Chang'an.

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As the sky gradually darkened and there was no fire source in the temple, everyone had to go to bed early.

After three hundred gongs were struck, the whole place suddenly became quiet and no one dared to go out.

Ji Qingyue had no luggage, so he didn't worry about being missed. He folded his arms and fell asleep.

On the second day, he was awakened by the sound of drums. He opened his sleepy eyes and immediately found that most of the people around him had left. Even the beggars had gone out to make a living the moment the drums sounded. The rest were preparing to pick up their luggage and leave the temple. He was the only one who had just woken up.

Seeing that he seemed half awake and confused, someone reminded him jokingly, "Young Master, you look so careless. Are you angry with your family and staying out all night? You'd better go home early and don't let your family worry about you!"

Ji Qingyue rubbed his eyes and looked up at the sky. A large patch of rosy clouds had already appeared in the sky. Hearing other people's misunderstandings, he was too lazy to explain and just nodded perfunctorily.

After the others took their heavy luggage and left, he was the only one left in the temple.

Ji Qingyue walked deeper into the temple, found an inconspicuous corner, and took out a small piece of drawing paper from his arms.

In the painting, he washed, changed his clothes, and fed the livestock before coming out.

There was still no one in the temple. It seemed that everyone was busy working while they could move around during the day.

What was different from yesterday was that Ji Qingyue was carrying a sack, which contained, in addition to the paintings wrapped in oil paper, some money and food.

Today he planned to take a good look around the area and determine its location.

Judging from the various passers-by hurrying along the street, this is not the wealthy merchant area in the northwest, nor the northeastern area where officials and nobles are concentrated, but probably the common people's area farther south.

During the day, people move more freely. Apart from officials guarding the city gates and the gates of the neighborhood, there are no patrols or inspections within the neighborhood.

As usual, the first thing he would look for was the bulletin board, where he could see all kinds of information.

Not surprisingly, after Ji Qingyue found the bulletin board, he easily knew which district he was in.

Huaiyuanfang.

Huaiyuanfang is a neighborhood where Hu people gathered. When the neighborhood was first named, it meant "to appease the distant barbarians" and was specifically for the Hu people to live in.

Over time, the number of Hu people in Huaiyuanfang was far higher than in otherfangs, and gradually, the degree of sinicization was higher than in otherfangs where Hu and Han people mixed. After marrying and having children with Han people, they stayed in Chang'an for a long time.

I was in too much of a hurry yesterday, so when I went out today, I looked around and found that most of the people on the street were Hu people with high noses and deep eye sockets.

The place where the Hu people gathered indicated that it was not far from the West Market, and Kaiyuan Gate was also very close to the West Market.

His plan was inseparable from the Hu people, Xishi and Kaiyuanmen.

At this moment, Li Sanlang, who was far away in Ganzhou, stayed in the general's mansion for a few more days after taking the provincial examination. He did not wait for the letter from his second brother, nor did he wait for news from Ji Qingyue, so he said goodbye to Yang Jinyu, packed his luggage and returned to Shandan.

During the eight months without news of Ji Qingyue, everyone grew up very quickly. The cruel reality told them to move forward as soon as possible, otherwise when a bigger disaster came, those who had no ability to resist would only hate themselves for being so weak. Not only could they not protect their families, they couldn't even protect themselves.

Since knowing that time was running out, Li Sanlang had been working day and night to acquire all knowledge since entering Qingshi Academy. Thanks to more than ten years of uninterrupted learning, he not only established a solid foundation, but also developed a set of learning methods that suit him. When faced with knowledge that suddenly increased in depth, he was able to integrate it well.

Within half a year, Li Sanlang's strong learning ability stood out among many students.

Like his brother, once Li Sanlang has a goal and a time limit, he will move straight towards it.

To this end, Li Sanlang planned everything years ago and took the initiative to find the teacher and the headmaster, asking them to recommend him to go to Ganzhou to study and train.

I didn't expect that something would happen to Ji Qingyue after the New Year.

Later, after receiving the letter of recommendation from the headmaster, he discussed with his brother and went to Ganzhou alone to study.

For a long time, whenever he faced a big exam, he would be anxious and worried that he would not do well in the exam. During the county exam, he was encouraged by his brother Ji, which helped him regain his confidence. Brother Ji was missing, his second brother was far away at the border and there was no news. A Niang and the others were buried in the cotton fields with all their heart and soul. This time, there was no family by his side for the state exam, and no one encouraged him before the exam.

But he was still confident in this battle and was determined to win.

Regardless of whether he was in Chang'an in the previous nine years of Baoying, he will definitely have a place in Chang'an in the current nine years of Baoying.

Yang Jinyu watched Li Sanlang pack his luggage.

Ever since he became Yang Jinyu and followed Yang Huang to Ganzhou, the pain he had experienced before seemed insignificant. Not only did he have fine clothes and delicious food, but he also had guards to protect him and servants to serve him.

Now he has transferred to a college in Ganzhou, and what he is learning is more profound than before, and it takes more time and energy to understand.

He knew that Yang Huang's requirements for him were not only knowledge, but also how to deal with interpersonal relationships. For this reason, Yang Huang left a staff member to help Yang Jinyu understand and deal with various interpersonal relationships. This was more difficult than simple learning. Not only did he have to deal with various complicated people, but he also had to face all kinds of thoughts.

Yang Jinyu suddenly felt that being in a high position was not so good.

"Brother Li, if Brother Ji sends a message back, please let me know!"

"I know."