Everyone is attacking me

In the 53rd year of the Yuan and Qing Dynasties, Chang'an City, early summer.

At the gate of the northwest city, a young man with a high nose and deep eyes looked up at the city wall in front of him, his mouth slightly opened, his face full of shock.

He has never seen such a tall, neat, and broad city wall, which is more magnificent than the royal castles he has seen. The pictures in the travel notes have become reality, how can it not be shocking.

"This is Chang'an..." The young man couldn't help but exclaimed.

"That's right, this is Chang'an." Next to him, a middle-aged man with the same high nose and deep eyes smiled and patted the young man on the shoulder, "When you enter the city, you will see something that will shock you even more."

The young man looked through the doorway and looked inside with curiosity, anticipation and apprehension. For three full years, from preparation to departure, he walked with his uncle and companions for three full years before finally arriving at the legendary Chang'an, China.

Since he was sensible, he knew that there was a paradise-like country in the far east. Everything there was yearning for, there was no war, no disease, no hunger, amazing food, gorgeous silk, exquisite porcelain, and There are all kinds of novelties, and it is also a country where father and uncle stayed and never came back.

When he was a child, he would receive a gift from his father every year, and every time he unwrapped the gift, his friends envied him.

Comic book dolls Shuttlecock, football, kaleidoscope, nine chains, various building blocks...

Later, Da Wei's literacy enlightenment book, novels, travel notes, skateboards, bicycles...

Especially the silver-gray bicycle, which won him the favor of the baron's daughter, but he rejected it, because he yearned for Huaxia and Chang'an. He grew up watching Huaxia's comic book enlightenment books, and even taught himself Chinese characters Chinese.

It is said that there is a special school in Huaxia, no matter what your status is, as long as you pay enough money, you can read and write, not only that, but also teach skills!

What an unbelievable thing this is in Europe. Here, reading and writing is a privilege only for nobles. A commoner like him has no chance at all. No one in the town where he lives is literate, including the priest who claims to be from the monastery. I want to learn but I don’t know who to learn from.

He didn't want to learn either. His dream was to go to Chang'an, to that heavenly country, to live with his father and uncle, and to go to Chang'an, of course he had to learn the language there.

His father obviously thought the same way. After he grew up, he brought back Huaxia's enlightenment book and taught him how to use pinyin to recognize characters before leaving. He learned Chinese characters through stumbles, and now he can read the whole thing fluently. This Chinese novel.

Not only him, but also his partners. Four years ago, Dawei Liyuan toured to Europe. He and a few partners went to the capital to watch the performance. After watching it, he made up his mind to go to Chang'an. I changed my mind and planned to go to Chang'an, where I learned Chinese characters from him.

This will be just like him looking at the city wall in astonishment.

"How many of you are here to travel in Chang'an?" Suddenly a clear and pleasant voice came from the side.

The young Jacques Polo looked away, and saw a petite girl, dressed similarly to the Wei girl he had seen on the road to Chang'an, but even more beautiful than any he had seen before, with big eyes and a small mouth , was looking at him with a smile, and as she approached, a fragrance wafted, it was a flower fragrance, but it was not as strong as those girls in his hometown deliberately smoked with flowers and plants to cover up their body odor. It was sweet, like a cake, and it made people intoxicated after one bite, which made him feel a little embarrassed suddenly.

"Yes, uh, not all..." He stumbled and spoke the self-taught Chinese. He used to learn Pinyin by himself. He had never spoken to real Chinese people. It was not until his uncle came back to pick him up that he learned to use Chinese from him. comminicate.

The girl's eyes lit up when she heard the words, and she immediately handed the paper in front of them, and said with a smile: "Four Seasons Travel Agency, let's find out, no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, as long as you come, we will give you the best reception, we have the most Professional tour guides, the most luxurious guest rooms, food, clothing, housing and transportation will give you the most appropriate arrangements, and the price is favorable, we will never bully you..."

It turned out to be a tour guide.

It dawned on Jacques that although he came to Chang'an for the first time, he knew a lot about Chang'an. Whether he read it from childhood or from newspaper travel notes, he thought he knew a lot about Chang'an, especially the Chang'an travel brochure brought back by his uncle. He can recite it from beginning to end, and of course he knows travel agencies and tour guides.

It is an organization that specializes in receiving tourists, and he has even heard the name of Four Seasons Travel Agency. It was reported in a newspaper that it was named one of the four best travel agencies selected by tourists.

But he didn't need it. He had an uncle, and his father and uncle came to Chang'an not long after he was born. Even if the time spent going back and forth was deducted, he would stay in Chang'an for at least six or seven years, and he didn't need to spend more money to hire a tour guide.

But looking at the girl's smiling face, he hesitated for a while, stretched out his hand uncontrollably and took the leaflet, and then he saw the narrow smiling faces of his uncle and his friends, which made him a little embarrassed, so he subconsciously looked at it The girl's expression.

It seems that this is not the first time that the girl has faced such a situation and smiled kindly at him.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I have family members living in Chang'an, no, I don't need..." He stumbled and said.

"It's okay." The girl was stunned, then looked at the leaflet in his hand, and smiled, "You can keep this, we not only provide tours in Chang'an City, but also tours to other cities in Dawei, if you want to visit other cities If you are in a city, I hope that we can give priority to our Four Seasons Hotel, we also support overseas travel, there are regular boats in America and Australia, and our Four Seasons Travel Agency has consultation offices in every city, waiting for guests at any time 24 hours a day."

After the girl finished speaking in one breath, she made a Chinese salute to them: "Welcome to Chang'an, I wish you a pleasant trip."

The girl floated away with a smile, and Jacques kept watching her go away.

"Okay, don't look at it." The uncle patted him on the shoulder, "When you enter Chang'an City, you will see many girls who are more beautiful than her."

Jacques believed his uncle's words, but the girl's smiling face was still imprinted in his mind.

Sure enough, Wei's girl is as beautiful as in the novels and comics.

Passed the stamped visas to the guards at the gate for review one by one, and they entered the city smoothly, and Jacques relaxed his nervous mood. The reputation of the Wei soldiers had already spread throughout Europe, and it was rumored that they were brave and good at fighting. , Everyone can count as ten, and the guard's upright and solemn appearance made his whole heart lift.

The uncle smiled and reassured him and his companions: "Don't be nervous, you have visas, you are not stowaways, and they will not stop you. I will take you to apply for temporary residence permits tomorrow, and you will be able to stay for a long time. Just don't forget to replace them regularly. .”

"Stowaway?" Jacques' partner asked curiously.

"That's right, stowaways." Jacques didn't need his uncle to speak, and Jacques took the initiative to help his partners answer, "At the beginning, many people from other countries came to Dawei and wanted to seek a better life here. Dawei accepted them unlimitedly at first. But eight years ago, there was a barbarian riot. Since then, Wei has restricted people from other countries to enter at will. If you want to come in, you must get a visa. Otherwise, if you find out, you will be arrested and repatriated immediately. In order to curb these smugglers, people from other countries who want to enter Chang'an City must check their visas or temporary residence permits."

Paused: "It's said in the newspaper."

The companions suddenly looked at the palm-sized ID in their hands. They didn't take it seriously at first, thinking it was just an ordinary pass. They had never checked it carefully one-on-one in other cities before. Having said that, I looked at Jacques and his uncle full of gratitude. Under such a law, it must not be easy to get a visa. They are all in Jacques' favor.

Uncle Jacques introduced them while passing through the city gate: "The city wall you see now was actually rebuilt ten years ago. The Chang'an city in the past was not as big as it is now. At that time, there were only one hundred and eight squares in three cities. More and more people came to Chang'an City, and more and more people were born in the city, His Majesty decreed to re-expand Chang'an, we are now going to the outer city..."

Walking out of the long corridor, the noisy and lively scene rushed to the face instantly, making Jacques and his companions stare wide-eyed.

"...The outer city is also one hundred and eight squares, but there is one more northern city than the inner city. The north of the inner city is the imperial city. I will take you to see it when you settle down, but you can't go in. You can only take a look outside. The same goes for Suzaku Square. A scenic spot, there is a flag-raising ceremony in the morning..."

Uncle Jacques introduced it to everyone.

Jacques looked at the bustling picture scroll in front of him, feeling dazzled and unable to see it.

The first thing that catches the eye is the straight and spacious road, which is divided into left and right sides. The left side can only go in and connect with the corridor they came in. Similarly, the right side can only go out and connect with the corridor on the right.

And the road on each side is divided into three roads, one is the innermost one where they are standing now, Jacques has read it in the tourist brochure, and knows that this is a sidewalk, and you must walk on the sidewalk in Dawei, look up Sure enough, only people who walk on foot will go this way.

There are two left, one is a human-powered driveway and the other is an animal-drawn driveway.

On the rickshaw lane, bicycles and three-wheeled and four-wheeled rickshaws enter and exit in an orderly manner according to their own routes. On the power storage lane, only horse-drawn carts, ox carts, and mule carts pass by, but there are not as many vehicles as on the rickshaw lane, and most of them are loaded with goods. cart.

Everything is in order.

Most importantly, both sidewalks and driveways are clean, free of any litter, not to mention sewage and feces.

You must know that in their country, even the bustling capital city will inevitably be full of feces. He once went to the city on a rainy day, and the sewage gushing out of the sewer made him unforgettable forever. It was even more terrifying in summer. Their small town He can also dump the feces into the wild, but the city is full of feces, and the smell is so smoky that he never wants to go there again.

I heard from my grandmother that before he was born, the residents of the city would dump the excrement accumulated overnight directly from the window in the early morning. Wait until the shoes and carriages are crushed and integrated with the road surface.

It wasn't until the newspapers from Wei Dynasty and the news brought by the merchants that the king paid attention to the sanitation of the city, built public toilets, and ordered that he was no longer allowed to solve personal problems on the spot, but more than ten years later, There were few results, the avenues looked clean, and the alleys were still the same, far inferior to the Dawei Street they saw.

Jacques saw the animals with the animal-drawn cart pull down the excrement, but soon, when the carriage passed by, someone with a cleaning tool quickly cleaned it up, as if nothing had happened.

Chang'an City was not the first city they had seen since entering the Great Wei Dynasty. On the way to Chang'an, they had already seen many other cities, but they were still shocked and excited by the picture before them, and Chang'an City was far away. More prosperous and grander than any cities they had seen before.

"Come on, get in the car." Dazed, the uncle stood in front of the three rickshaws and waved to them. "Our place is a bit far from here, so we have to take a car."

Jacques and his four companions immediately stepped forward and got on it. It was not the first time for them to ride a rickshaw. They had ridden it when they stayed in other cities, and it was not as fresh and stiff as it was at the beginning.

But what surprised Jacques was that the coachman in front of him was from another country just like them. Regardless of his appearance or accent, he could tell by his dark skin that he was African.

It is said that they were originally called monk slaves in the Great Wei, and they were slaves sold to the Great Wei just like the Kunlun slaves. When the wave of immigration arose, many monk slaves captured by the Dashi escaped in groups and came to the Great Wei. After passing a strict assessment, they were released from slavery and became civilians, and some even obtained the household registration of the Great Wei.

When Jacques saw these reports in the Times, he was amazed at the great mind of King Wei. No matter what country he was in, he could live in Chang'an and even be an official. This made him look forward to going to Chang'an even more.

Seeing that they were also from other countries, the coachman grinned at them, and spoke in standard and fluent Dawei Mandarin: "How many of you are here to travel in Chang'an?"

Uncle Jacques said: "No, I brought my nephew from my hometown."

The driver immediately smiled and said: "You are right, there is no place as good as our Chang'an, just stay in Chang'an, safe and comfortable, as long as you work hard, your life will get better and better, your nephew is so handsome, in the future It will be more stable to find a big Wei girl to take root."

Uncle Jacques smiled wryly: "It's not that easy. His father and I have been in Chang'an for so many years before we got the household registration. He was not born in Chang'an, so he can't write it in. He has to wait for the review."

He said with a long sigh: "It is getting more and more difficult to get a Dawei household registration now..."

"No." The coachman echoed, "Fortunately, I came early, caught up with the wave of immigrants, and worked hard to build roads and walls before I got my household registration. Now the roads and walls of the outer city you see are all from us. It was built by my companions in the past, but unfortunately, there are fewer and fewer jobs that can accumulate and contribute. You can only rely on marriage. If you can find a big Wei girl to marry, you can get a household registration. You white people are better. Many girls like it. With your looks, it will be difficult for us. Fortunately, my son was born after I got the household registration, otherwise I don't know what to do..."

Jacques listened to the coachman's rambling, and the image of the girl just now appeared in his mind, his heart was a little turbulent, and his thoughts slowly drifted away.