Self-cultivation of a traveler

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"Eh? I don't know about this, but building a house should be arranged in a place in the government."

"...By the way, who is the current emperor?"

"It's Emperor Xianzong." The man tilted his head strangely and replied, his big and shining eyes were like puppies.

"...I don't know." Zhu Yun searched his memory, and said that the name of this person was not in it.

"Hehe, how do you know the current emperor?"

Zhu Yun thought about it again. Although she doesn't know the history, she has read a lot of history books about the emperors before and after Wu Zetian, and she also remembers a little bit. She knows all the emperors before Tang Xuanzong. It seems that there is no war now, so it is After the Anshi Rebellion, but how many years will the Tang Dynasty survive?

Knowing that it was useless to think about it, Zhu Yun complained in his heart that he should read more history. Traveling to ancient times, no matter how many new episodes she had read before, she could not do anything for her. Sure enough, people still need to learn more.

It is impossible for me to enter the government office. Sister Anna said that an official must have a family member who is an official, and he can only do it if he has a blood relationship. No, that won't work either...

"Miss Zhu, what are you thinking?"

"I told you that you don't understand."

"Ha ha."

Knowing that he couldn't think of any plan now, because he didn't know anything about ancient times, Zhu Yun simply settled his mind and hurried on his way seriously.

He walked slowly, and came to the city at noon. After Yang Ming said goodbye to Zhu Yun, he left. Zhu Yun didn't care. When I came to the inn, there were not many people at this time, and a guy was lazily leaning against the door and yawning.

"Hi." Zhu Yun called.

"Hey, guest officer, do you want to stay at the top or stay?"

"Both." Seeing the buddy lead the donkey, Zhu Yun raised his hand to take down the little luggage, "Tie the donkey up."

"Okay, please come inside."

The pots of the Tang Dynasty did not have the function of frying...

Thinking of what Anna said, Zhu Yun got a headache. He took his luggage and went to the lobby inside the inn to find a seat and found that there was no menu.

In ancient times, cattle were not eaten, so don't say that you want to eat beef, but mutton is very embarrassing, so when you want to eat it, you can say you want to eat chicken.

"What would you like to eat, sir?"

"What meat do you have?" Holding his chin with both hands, Zhu Yun started thinking about Anna less than half a day after he went down the mountain.

"We have fresh venison, boar, lamb, and fish here, ji."

"Stew half a chicken for me, if it is tender, just add some salt, ginger and spring onion."

The waiter saw Zhu Yun's strange order, but it was not a difficult meal, so he nodded, "Do you want anything else, sir?"

"One more bowl of noodles, that's all."

"That's good." The guy clicked his tongue twice when he saw the dishes ordered by the guest officer today, and her accent didn't look like a local, but she actually had stewed chicken with noodles, she was really a countryman.

What should I do next after eating?There were no schools of architecture in ancient times, and if you want to learn, you can only learn by yourself.

Zhu Yun stretched her waist and thought, and took out the notebook and signature pen in the bag. This time she went down the mountain, she only brought three modern tools, notebook and signature pen, and a watch.

Anyway, it's okay now, she observed the internal structure of the inn while waiting for lunch, and began to draw in her notebook.

Afterwards, she lived in Youlai, went out to draw pictures every day, observed ancient buildings, and the difference between wood, which can be regarded as stable.

However, there is one person that really annoys Zhu Yun, that is Yang Ming who I met that day. It was just a chance encounter, but once I was robbed of my money bag in the market, and the thief happened to be caught by him. Lai drink, like Liu Sheng.

"Miss Zhu, the food over there seems to be delicious, do you want us to order one too?"

Hearing Yang Ming's shameless words, Zhu Yun felt blue veins in his head, and the chopsticks Gacha in his hand were broken.

"But the ones you ordered are also delicious." Seeing that Zhu Yun's expression was wrong, Yang Ming quickly said again.

"..." Zhu Yun lowered his head and sighed, and took another pair of chopsticks. In fact, the reason why Yang Ming was allowed to eat and drink was because she was not familiar with Luoyang City and needed a guide. It's [-] streets away.

"Where does Miss Zhu want to go today? I can lead the way."

"Today I want to go to the ji courtyard." Zhu Yun drank the noodle soup without changing his face, and talked about her thoughts today. She often saw ancient descriptions of ji courtyards in some film and television works, and Zhu Yun wanted to see them for a long time. It is said that most of the women in ancient times were talented women, and they were beautiful, but after she finished saying this, Yang Ming on the opposite side was stunned, and his hand holding vegetables stopped.

"That's brothel." Afraid that Yang Ming wouldn't understand what he said, Zhu Yun added, and the latter immediately put down his chopsticks with a blushing face.

"Miss Zhu, how can you go to such a place as a girl?"

"Isn't it okay for a man to dress up as a woman?"

"You are like this, how can you be a man disguised as a woman, let alone me, my mother who has seen countless people can tell that you are a woman from a distance."

"Women can't go to the brothel?" Zhu Yun's voice was a little loud when he said this, several guests who were eating breakfast around the inn suddenly turned their heads and looked at her strangely, Yang Ming was so ashamed that he wanted to find someone Bury it.

Seeing Yang Ming's blushing face, Zhu Yun got a mischievous heart.

"What? Yang Shaoxia hasn't been there?"

"Who would go to a place like that!"

"Then tell me where I am, and I'll go by myself." Zhu Yun made a grimace, threw the money on the table, got up and left.

"Miss Zhu." Yang Ming quickly followed out, "Why did you go to that kind of place?"

"Great knowledge. See what ancient beauties looked like."

"This... I think that no one in those places can compare to you, Miss Zhu."

"Really?" Zhu Yun turned his head and asked happily

Yang Ming, who was following behind, saw her turn her head suddenly, with a smile on her face, and her face turned red again, so she hurriedly turned away.

But Zhu Yun didn't listen to Yang Ming's answer, and continued walking, thinking that if Anna saw him, she would praise her too. It has been a month since she left her, and she seems to have lost weight again, but because she often goes out to draw buildings, she Also darker.

"Miss Zhu, do you really want to see it?"

"Yup."

"I don't know if the mother of the brothel will let you in, and those women will not give you a good face if you don't have any ink in your belly..."

"...you mean to recite poetry?"

"That's exactly what it means. It's best to write well, but Miss Zhu, your handwriting..."

"Shut up!" Zhu Yun kicked Yang Ming's knee, and the latter dodged away with a smile.

The two walked around for another morning, and Zhu Yun returned to the inn in the afternoon and immediately began to dress up. She was originally sweet and lovely, but after staying in ancient times for so long, her whole body became black and thin, and she looked a bit heroic, especially when she put With thick eyebrows and men's clothes, he is a quiet and handsome man even when he is not talking.

"Miss Zhu is very handsome even when she is silent." Yang Ming, who was waiting for him downstairs, smiled and praised when he saw her going downstairs.

"To shut up!"

"As soon as I speak, I get stuck, but Miss Zhu's voice is really nice."

"Praise and degrade! Degrade and praise! How old do you think I am!" Zhu Yun punched Yang Ming in the face, and the latter grabbed her fist with a smile on his face, looking clean In the Tang Dynasty, most men had beards, so Yang Ming's clean and fair face is not common, and it is more or less in line with the current Zhu Yun's aesthetics, but sometimes Yang Ming's actions also make Zhu Yun Feeling a bit disharmonious, but can't tell where it is.