I pretend to be a fairy in ancient times

Outside the city wall of Jian'an, there are many people waiting to enter the city every day, and the Wang family caravan followed the caravan ahead and moved inch by inch.

At first, when he could see the majestic city wall of Jian'an from a distance, Zhao Ji's interest was high. Looking at the tall city wall that could not be seen from a distance, he silently compared it with the ancient city of Xi'an in his heart.

Different from the dusty stone bricks of Xi'an City, the capital city of Jin Dynasty is a solemn black. It should be that black dye was added when the wall bricks were fired.

The ancient city wall of Xi'an has become a tourist attraction in the modern city, full of traffic and noise.However, the capital of the Jin Dynasty exudes the majesty of the imperial city at all times. Whether it is the soldiers standing upright by the city wall or the voices in the team who are always talking in a low voice, it all shows that it is a living capital.

It was also the first time to see the capital city. Like Zhao Ji, Mrs. Xiao and Mrs. Xia were very novel for a while, but all the novelty was worn away during the long wait.

When traveling far in this dynasty, there is no need to ask the government to issue a road guide specifying the travel time and destination. You only need to bring all your household registrations and letters, and you can travel unimpeded throughout the country, so commerce is flourishing.

But the imperial court is not stupid, it is impossible to give up the huge commercial and tax benefits, and all goods entering the city must be taxed.Zhao Ji heard from the people in the caravan that the vegetable vendors outside Jian'an City would line up at the gate of the city at midnight every day, no matter whether it was cold or hot.

On the contrary, ordinary people who drive lightly do not need to pay city fees, as long as they are not wanted criminals, they can pass freely after checking their household registration certificates.

Under such circumstances, if Zhao Ji and the others had parted ways with the Wang family caravan, they would have gone to the city long ago.

But yesterday at dinner, Wang Yuanwai's brother-in-law, Liu Da, the leader of the Wang family's caravan, said to Zhao Ji, "Little genius doctor, you will arrive in the capital tomorrow. You said you want to find relatives, but you know the way." The title, from Mr., Immortal, Miracle Doctor, to Little Miracle Doctor, has completed a natural transformation.

At the beginning, after Wang Yuanwai heard his son's description, he once believed that Zhao Ji was a god who descended to earth. Later, Zhao Ji denied it in every possible way, so he took the next best thing and called Zhao Ji a miracle doctor.

Zhao Ji thought about it, the genius doctor had at least one "doctor" with him. Although he was a little ashamed, he reluctantly accepted it in the end.

Later, I became acquainted with the people of the Wang family caravan. Those men who traveled all the year round, saw that although Zhao Ji had great medical skills, he was clearly a kind-hearted young man, and the genius doctor gradually became a little genius doctor.

Now that the two sides are already familiar with each other, when Liu Da asked him if he knew the way, Zhao Ji guessed that Liu Da wanted to send the three of them directly to relatives' homes, but he didn't know the specific situation, so he asked Mrs. Xia, "Does grandma know where my cousin's house is?"

Mrs. Xia said, "I only know that Hongkai works as an official in the Imperial Hospital and lives in Dong'an Street. I don't know the rest."

Sure enough, Zhao Ji's conjecture was confirmed. Liu Da said, "Old lady, Dong'an Street is very big, containing eighteen alleys, and there are twenty or thirty officials in the imperial hospital. You are not familiar with the places where you live. After the capital, it’s not easy to find it by yourself. Otherwise, after I deliver the goods to the shop, I’ll take you to find them.”

It is true that following the Wang family's caravan into the city will take some time, but it is better than breaking into Jian'an City of Nuoda to find someone with a black eye.

During the waiting time, neither Zhao Ji nor Mrs. Xiao complained.

Bored of waiting, Zhao Ji read classical Chinese notebook novels for entertainment in the carriage. After an hour, he felt a little dazzled, so he put down the book, softened his sore neck, and got out of the carriage to exercise his muscles and bones.

The original person was also planning to take the imperial examination. Zhao Ji had his memory, plus the memory of his body, he could read and write well enough. It would be embarrassing for him to write stereotyped essays and take the imperial examination as a modern person.

Originally, Zhao Ji's purpose of reading notebook novels was to better understand the world he lived in.

Due to the pitiful lack of entertainment in ancient times, people in the caravan were not allowed to drink and gamble.Ever since Zhao Ji started reading notebook novels, someone has urged him to tell stories. Zhao Ji, who said goodbye to mobile phones and computers, was bored at first, so he agreed.He translated the classical Chinese novels he read into vernacular and told them to the illiterate rough people.

Gradually, reading travel notes and novels on the carriage during the day, and telling them to the guards of the Wang family at night, became Zhao Ji's regular activity.

At the same time, he also gained the favor of the caravan, which is why Liu Dashang rushed to help Zhao Ji, not entirely because Zhao Ji saved Wang Yuanwai's son.

Zhao Ji jumped out of the car, and Chen Xing, the guard who was driving the car, said with a smile, "Young genius doctor, you must be tired from reading."

Zhao Ji nodded, "Neck is sore."

Chen Xing showed a mischievous smile, "After driving for so long, everyone fell apart. After entering the city, the brothers made an appointment to drink flower wine, relax and relax, do you want to go together with the little genius doctor. Hehe~"

Zhao Ji has always been easy-going, and Chen Xing didn't have any malicious intentions. He just saw that he was a half-grown boy, so he wanted to play a half-bad joke with him, and wanted to see if this little genius doctor who was knowledgeable and good at telling stories would be okay. Excuse me.

Zhao Ji is a well-informed modern young man, so of course he wouldn't feel embarrassed just because he drank flower wine.But as a young man with a male sexual orientation, he didn't want to discuss the issue of drinking flowers and wine with Chen Xing. In addition, Mrs. Xiao and the others were still in the car, so he subconsciously gave Chen Xing a sharp look.

Chen Xing was immediately stunned, thinking that this little miracle doctor usually looks cheerful, but unexpectedly he has a temper.

Zhao Ji's terrifying eyes were learned from his aunt.My aunt struggled in the front line of education when she was young, and later entered the Education Bureau. The creepy eyes are the magic skills she practiced when she was the head teacher, known as the head teacher's death ray.

When Zhao Qing was a child, Zhao Qing often endured this death ray, and his aunt was more tolerant towards Zhao Ji, but he secretly learned this trick, and occasionally used it to deal with patients who did not take their medicine obediently, or to refuse a wave or two of mad bees butterfly.

When he encountered a question that he didn't want to answer, he felt that this trick was quite effective.

Chen Xing scratched his head, but felt embarrassed. Although the little genius doctor is young, he is a guest of the master's house after all, and it seems that he is not allowed to play around with a little guard.

Seeing the ingratiating smile on Chen Xing's face, Zhao Ji didn't want to make the atmosphere too tense, so he changed the topic and asked casually, "Depends on the situation, how long will the queue be?"

"Up to half an hour"

Chen Xing saw the smile in Zhao Ji's peach blossom eyes again, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile on his red and black face also became casual.

Zhao Ji chatted casually with Chen Xing again, moved his body, and wanted to return to the car to continue reading the notebook novel, but when he turned around, he saw a team coming from behind with billowing smoke and dust.

At the beginning is a Chinese chariot drawn by four fine horses. The ebony frame is decorated with gold throughout. When seeing this chariot, no matter how elegant a person is, he cannot say that the golden light scattered on the black background looks vulgar. With majestic beauty, shocking.

It was indeed shocking. Zhao Ji thought about the twelve taels of gold hidden in his waist, which added up to be the size of a child's palm, not even half a wheel of others, and the horses pulling the carts must be worse than modern luxury cars. valuable.

He asked himself that he was a layman, he thought of money when he saw gold, he couldn't feel the beauty of the arrangement of patterns, at most he said it belatedly, both refined and vulgar.

Behind the Chinese chariot was a group of cavalry, wearing red coats and black armour, and riding a maroon horse of the same color, they were very majestic.

These horses, these people, any one pulled out alone, is a nobleman among horses and a hero among people.

At the moment when Zhao Ji lost his mind, the horseshoes and wheels passed through his eyes with the tremor of the mountains shaking and the earth shaking, accompanied by the loud rumbling sound that shattered the eardrums.

He hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, so as not to eat ashes.

Suddenly, a whirlwind came from the side and rear, rolled up Zhao Ji's half-covered hair, and also rolled up the curtains of Huache.

Zhao Ji saw it, it was the back of a man, as if the etiquette norms had been integrated into his bones, even when no one was around, there was no slack at all, his back was straight like a sharp sword that could be unsheathed at any time.

Zhao Ji couldn't help but feel throbbing in his heart, but before he realized anything, he dissipated with the whirlwind.

His rationality is sighing, is it fair that such a powerful person is still so young.Shouldn't he be a skinny old man, or a middle-aged man with a big belly, would it be more reasonable?What is even more enviable is that this person is still very good-looking, although it is only a back view.

Not necessarily, what if it was a shadow killer.

The cavalry passed by one by one, interrupting Zhao Ji's wild thoughts. He could only watch the team come to the city gate. The main city gate in the middle, which was closed to civilians, had already been opened ahead of time, but within 2 minutes, the whole team was gone. disappeared from his sight.

When this team passed by just now, not only Zhao Ji, but all the people in line were paying attention to them.Now that even the smoke has subsided, people are finally starting to have lively discussions.

So Zhao Ji heard just a few words about the national division, the Northern Army, and so on.

If you don't understand, you should ask, "Uncle Chen, who are those people just now, they look quite majestic."

"That's the carriage of the imperial teacher of the current dynasty, and behind him are his personal guards from the Northern Army.

The national teacher Yan Yunkai led the northern army and defeated the Huns in the north. Ten years have passed. I heard that the barbarians in the north have not yet elected a new king.

Hey, those are all past events, and now the whole capital is spreading the news, is it true that the national teacher is not good at that? "

Suddenly making a sharp turn, Zhao Ji didn't react, and asked stupidly, "Which way?"

Chen Xing looked at Zhao Ji again and smiled, and finally felt that he had regained his strength, "It's about men, the national teacher is 28 years old this year, not to mention marrying a wife, he doesn't even have a confidante, how many rich and noble women have been hurt , Xiaojiabiyu's heart. Hehe, this person is not perfect."

I don't know what's wrong, when Chen Xing talks, he always likes to chuckle, serious words are easy to get off flavors, and now he's gossip about people not getting married, it seems that the obscenity is appropriate.

Zhao Ji silently took a step to the side, hoping to get rid of the wretched atmosphere created by Chen Xing.

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Gong Jun came late with his back, showed off, and left again.