After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

Some people are dead but still alive, some people are alive but seem like dead.

While Marquis Yongchang was in prison with his body growing like a mushroom, the lives of the people in Kyoto were as colorful as ever.

Especially with the opening of the Arab-Israeli Style Street, noblemen now have a new place to go.

The girls from the Western Regions have graceful figures and wear bold and revealing clothes. Their slender waists twist like snakes, which can make people's hearts flutter.

The whole place was filled with the rich smell of Arab spices.

If other taverns in Kyoto let noble young men experience what a paradise on earth is, then the girls in the Dashi Style Street let them experience what a fairy cave and a hero's tomb are.

A canal splits the scroll into two halves, one half is filled with lewd music, in which young men spend huge sums of money to win a glance and smile from a girl from the Western Regions.

The other half is firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

These two different paintings somehow merged together to form the appearance of Kyoto.

In order to thank Old Man Geng for his teachings, Su Yunting used his own money to rent a small shop on this street, dedicated to selling the village's produce, and named it Old Man Geng's Local Specialty Shop.

In this way, only one person needs to be sent from the village to transport the vegetables, eggs, cured fish and meat to be sold to the city every day, and the other villagers can still do their own farm work.

Su Yunting only charged a symbolic penny per person per day.

Because Su Yunting was a bit picky, he had very strict requirements for the vegetables sold in the store. Eggs could not be stained with chicken poop, vegetables could not be stained with too much dirt, wilted vegetables were not accepted, and fruits with worm holes were not accepted...

Therefore, this small specialty shop is loved by many young women.

If there are other farmers who bring their vegetables to the city to sell and want to sell them in the store, Su Yunting will accept them as long as they meet the standards.

Some people are reluctant to spend a penny, or those who find the products do not look good enough, so they carry their own loads and sell them along the street, and they can find suitable buyers.

Su Yunyan's Baiwei Restaurant branch also attracted many merchants and tourists who came to Kyoto for the first time.

They all exclaimed that this was the taste of Kyoto, and that their trip to Kyoto would be in vain if they didn't come and eat at the Baiwei Restaurant.

Right next to Song Da Clothing Store is the bookstore under the name of Baichuan Academy.

Cui Sanlun said to Mr. Cui, there are 316 professions, and each one has its top talent.

The one who knew the most people was business, so he asked the students of Baichuan Academy to take turns to be the manager of a bookstore every seven days.

The bookstores sold affordable scriptures, as well as notebooks and papers written by students.

Not for money, just for passion.

Opening a bookstore in such a commercial street with such a strong atmosphere of life would be a losing business, but there is a big shot named Penglai Ke inside!

Penglai's new books are only sold in this store! It brings a lot of people to the bookstore.

Ever since he wrote "The Legend of the Lonely City", Wenshu has never recovered from the swordplay and bloodshed, and now when he writes about love, he still uses those same underworld vocabularies.

For example, when the hero and heroine spend a night together, they used to use some of the following: [the golden needle pierces the peach blossom core, and dares not speak loudly but frowns secretly].

Nowadays, the descriptions are more about swords and sabers, [like a wide sword, charging forward], [like a flying knife, stabbing suddenly and secretly], [the military line has been formed, advancing and exiting three times].

Although the writing is not as elegant as before, it makes people blush when reading it.

The men insulted the Penglai guest for being disrespectful, and secretly wondered how wide the broad sword was, how the flying knife flew, and how the military formation was arranged.

"My dear, is this your first time in Kyoto? Would you like us to show you around?"

"Hey, don't go. Kyoto has changed a lot now. It's no longer the same as it was in the past!"

Idle men stood guard at the city gates and shouted loudly; the tremendous changes in Kyoto also brought them a lot of business.

Even though these guests are leaving so resolutely without even looking back, it won't be long before they will call on the idle men to help.

A tall man with slender features and stern eyes was riding on a horse, looking up at the heart of the Great Zhou.

It stands here, tall and majestic, as if it doesn't take any other cities seriously.

The cold and stern man secretly thought that one day, his heart would be trampled to pieces by the iron cavalry!

"Sixth Master, the Second Young Master said someone will come to pick us up." An old man behind Leng Junlang reminded in a low voice.

The cold and aloof young man who was replaced by Rokuro took a deep breath and stepped into the territory of Kyoto.

"You must be Liu Lang, Liu Lang is here, please come in!" A middle-aged man dressed as a wealthy businessman hurried over with a smile on his face when he saw Liu Lang's finger.

As he walked, he complained to Liu Lang: "You must tell the second master later that I have been in Kyoto for so long that I almost forgot to speak my hometown dialect. When will it be my turn to go back?"

Liu Lang smiled and said, "Isn't life in Kyoto better than in the grassland? When you go back, you will also be accompanied by the sky and the earth, but you won't have such a good entertainment as now."

The rich businessman cried, "A nest of gold or silver is not as good as my own doghouse. No matter how good Kyoto is, it is not my home. I miss my hometown day and night! I am loyal to the second young master!"

Liu Lang didn't know whether to answer or not: "You have been in Kyoto for so many years. Has it aroused suspicion from others?"

"That's not the case. Kyoto has a large population, and there are countless outsiders like me. How can they manage them all? Besides, I have been in business for many years, so I have some connections."

When Liu Lang heard this, he felt more likely to win. He thought that someone had money and could use some connections to send the Marquis of Yongcheng back.

"Where is the Marquis of Yongchang now?"

"In the prison."

"what?!"

When Liu Lang heard this, his heart sank. Could it be that the Yongchang Marquis's inaction at the border over the past decade and his poor behavior, which could be described as that of a stupid teammate, had been discovered by the court of the Great Zhou?

Merchants had been poisoned by the gossip of the people of Kyoto for too long and had lost their political acumen: "Marquis Yongchang did not recognize his son and daughter-in-law, and was beaten up by his daughter-in-law. He was not only paraded through the streets but also thrown into prison. It was really a disgrace to a man."

"Was it done by the wife of Marquis Yongchang?!" Liu Lang felt a little tricky.

The Second Young Master had always been wary of this lady, but he never expected that this lady would be even more decisive than the Second Young Master Gao expected! She would kill her relatives for the sake of justice!

Liu Lang was silently thinking in his heart, what should he do next?

However, he did not expect that the merchant would lead him further and further away, and the road below changed from a clean and tidy bluestone brick road to a muddy path.

"You bastard, why don't you throw your dirty water in front of your own door, but have to throw it in front of mine?!"

"Why don't you tell me you're dumping trash in front of my house?!"

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them started fighting.

Along the path, the doors of the houses on both sides were opened one after another. Many people squatted at the door with their work in hand to join in the fun.

These houses have no courtyards, their doors open to the streets, and are crowded and small.

"Why did you bring me here?" Liu Lang was puzzled.