I was a fan in ancient times [Transmigration Book]

Chang Yang had to go, Han Yi said: "I'll go and see, if I'm taken away, you run away."

Yan Zheng grabbed him and said, "No!"

Han Yi said: "Don't worry, even if I am caught, King Zhao will not do anything to me, but you will be alone... Hey, I don't know anything anyway, and I have been dragging my feet, just be careful yourself. "

Yan Zheng was a little anxious: "How can you think like this? I never feel that you are dragging me down."

Han Yi smiled: "Don't worry, maybe I can still run. Anyway, you taught me my kung fu. These soldiers don't look very good. Just prepare to meet me."

Yan Zheng said decisively: "We will not go to Changyang."

Han Yi shook his head: "No, without Changyang, it would be difficult for us to get to the next city. It's already winter, and you were lucky enough to catch two kinds of game today, but no one knows what will happen on the next road."

Yan Zheng pursed his lips tightly, and suddenly he felt that he shouldn't have looked for Han Yi back then.

It is correct to leave after avoiding the imperial army in the Han family, so as not to implicate Han Yi in the current dilemma.

At the beginning, he also saw Han Yi fidgeting, and felt grateful in his heart, so he went to see him. Maybe the original choice was wrong.

Han Yi saw that his face was not good-looking, so he guessed his thoughts. Yan Zheng is not a particularly proud person now, but no matter how he sees others taking risks for himself, he will not be happy with his character.

Han Yi said softly: "I'm just going to have a look, or ask the civilians at the end of the team, oh, yes, give me a citizenship."

Yan Zheng silently handed him a copy of his citizenship certificate, his eyes still drooping, Han Yi couldn't think of anything to comfort him, so he jokingly said, "If I'm arrested, remember to rob the prison."

Yan Zheng's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he nodded in response, "Okay!"

Damn, he won't take it seriously, will he?

Han Yi is a little numb now. He originally wanted to skin it, but the effect seems to be a little too good.

Han Yi said embarrassingly: "I just said that, don't take it seriously, you escaped after a long time, because it's not worthwhile to throw yourself into a trap?"

Yan Zheng smiled slightly after hearing this: "Don't worry, I know it well."

Han Yi could only choose to believe him, and then went to line up with full of worries.

When he walked to the end of the line, the civilians in front couldn't help but look at him twice more. Han Yi was used to being stared at by others, so he took the opportunity to ask, "May I ask what happened?"

The commoner said: "I heard that Lord Chang'an ran away with Wang Sunzheng, and the king was so angry that he wanted to arrest them."

Han Yi: ...

This Hebei dialect is really true, but fortunately, Hebei dialect is very close to Yayan, at least he can understand it.

Han Yi asked, "How long will it take to search like this?"

Another person beside him said, "Who knows, why did Lord Chang'an take Wang Sunzheng with him?"

Han Yi smiled dryly, shook his head and said, "I don't know, forget it, I'll go to the next city."

The man immediately said: "It's like this everywhere!"

Han Yi asked: "Where else is it like this?"

The man clicked his tongue and said, "There are so many people in front of Fuchun!"

When Han Yi heard this, he went through the picture that Yan Zheng drew when he told him about geography last night. If they didn't enter Changyang, Fuchun would be the next city.

Now that even Fuchun has already started, they can't miss Changyang, after all, it happens everywhere.

Han Yi asked again: "Then what are the characteristics of Lord Chang'an and Wang Sunzheng? Do you only rely on portraits?"

At this moment, Han Yi had already seen the two so-called portraits of him and Yan Zheng.

Forgive him, but this is too abstract, even if he knows that one of them is himself, he can't see which one is like him, and he can't see which one is like Yan Zheng.

As soon as he asked this question, someone said: "It is said that these two are very good-looking, but I think they may not be as good-looking as you."

Han Yi smiled stiffly and said, "Thank you for the compliment."

The one next to him was more serious, and said: "We heard that as long as they look upright, all the men who go together with each other will be arrested, except for those who are really inappropriate for their age, they will all be taken away."

The two walked together... Han Yi weighed his nationality. As a corporal, he has privileges. At least he doesn't have to queue here.

So he resolutely turned back to Yan Zheng and said, "Let's go separately. They are arresting a good-looking man walking together. We should be able to go in separately. Where is the place where Han hides his things? We will meet after we go in."

Yan Zheng looked at him silently. It's not that he didn't want to tell Han Yi, mainly because after two days of fleeing, he found that Han Yi was not very sensitive to directions, and now he told Han Yi that he might not be able to find him.

It may be more troublesome for the two of them to disperse by then.

Yan Zheng then said: "I have never been to Changyang, and I will look for it at that time. If we agree to enter the city, the person who goes in first will walk a hundred steps to the left. Wait in front, or wait a hundred paces away, and we will look for it together when the time comes."

Han Yi was stunned for a moment, and instantly realized that Yan Zheng was actually caring about his face as a road idiot, and didn't speak directly.

His face was full of emotion, and he said: "Ah Zheng, don't be shy, it's not easy for me to find the way, so it's settled."

Hey, the image in front of the male god is getting worse and worse. I only hope that in the future, the male god will give me a calf hug for the sake of his hard work.

Seeing that Han Yi was so straightforward, Yan Zheng couldn't help smiling, and felt that Zhao Wang was right in his evaluation of Han Yi: straightforward and cute.

Yan Zheng said: "There are not many things, they are all in the suitcase, and it is not easy to carry them separately. I will take them with me."

Han Yi opened his mouth and wanted to say something, Yan Zheng said: "Okay, go quickly, you have gone and returned just now, probably aroused the suspicion of those people."

Han Yi had no choice but to turn around and go back. As he walked forward, he met a few people who had just talked to him. Those people were enthusiastic, and one of them opened his mouth and asked, "Is it convenient?"

The corner of Han Yi's mouth twitched, so he nodded in embarrassment, and then walked forward quickly. The man immediately said, "Hey, you will be fined if you don't line up."

Han Yi shook his nationality directly at him, and there was no one around who dared to say anything.

After Han Yi left, the discussion started with a buzz.

Although a corporal is the lowest title in the bureaucracy, it is still a title anyway. These people may see that the biggest official in their life is the city gate guard.

The guards at the city gate saw Han Yi approaching in style. He was more experienced than these ordinary people. As soon as he saw Han Yi's face, he knew that this person must not be an ordinary citizen. After Han Yi showed his nationality, the leader immediately saluted Said: "Please."

Han Yi deliberately pointed to the two portraits and asked, "Don't you want to compare them?"

The guard smiled and said, "The one on this painting is far from yours, so don't worry about it."

Han Yi almost didn't laugh out loud when he heard this, he wanted Zhao Wang to listen to what the guard said and see what painter he was looking for!

Of course, it may not be the fault of the painter, but the fault of poor painting skills in this era.

In this way, Han Yi swaggered in, and according to Yan Zheng's statement, he wanted to walk a hundred steps to the left before stopping.

Not long after, Yan Zheng also strode over, and whispered to Han Yi, "Come with me, Han put the things in an inn."

Han Yi raised his eyebrows, and followed Yan Zheng all the way to the only inn in the city. Yan Zheng took the key to the room and went all the way to the second floor. After opening it, the two of them walked in and saw that the room was full of various things.

Han Yi felt a little numb when he saw these things: so many... how do we take them away?

These are not what one suitcase can hold, let alone one, or two.

Han Yi took a look and found that not only a can of grains such as yellow rice, a can of dried meat, some dried vegetables, and dried chicken and duck, forget all these, but what do those pieces of cloth mean?

Is it because they are afraid that their clothes will be broken on the road and let them make clothes?

But the fabric is not very good, and which of the two of them looks like they can do needlework?

He turned his head to look at Yan Zheng, and thought seriously, could it be that the male god... can't be judged by his appearance?

Just when Han Yi was thinking wildly, Yan Zheng said: "These things...we need an ox cart or a mule cart, I'll go out and have a look, and buy whichever one is available.

After he finished speaking, he picked up a piece of cloth and wanted to leave. Han Yi was shocked: "What are you doing? Give you money."

Yan Zheng looked at the gold leaf in his hand, he was silent for a moment, then coughed lightly and said: "It doesn't cost that much, folks still like to use grain and cloth, and these few cloths are Han's." The money left to us."

Han Yi's hands froze, and the historical knowledge that had been returned to the teacher came back to his mind. He then remembered that although gold has always been a unit of measurement, it is rarely used as currency. The real currency is still minted in various periods of those.

Zhao Guo has knives and coins, but they are only available for large transactions, and ordinary people prefer to barter.

Han Yi silently took back the gold leaves, and suddenly felt like a fool. Even in modern times, the economy was developing so fast that gold had never been used as currency. How could gold be used in this era?

The output is so small, and the folks have no way to test the purity.

After Yan Zheng went out, Han Yi carefully rewrapped the batches of cloth. This is not cloth, this is the money they depend on for survival!

After packing, he packed the rest of the things, and then thought about what to eat at night. I wonder if this inn provides meals?

While he was thinking, Yan Zheng came back in a hurry and said: "The patrol in the city will search the inn. Now that the city gate is closed, we need to think again."

Han Yi was surprised: "I still need to search? Then... what should I do? I'll go to another place first?"

"There is a curfew here." Yan Zheng thought for a while, then turned to look at Han Yi and said slowly: "Actually... there is no way."