Chapter 16: The public security in Bianjing City is not very good
After Zhan Zhao left, Hei Zhu continued to work on the newly reclaimed ten square meters of vegetable field, sowing seeds and planting vegetables, while Jin Lingqin helped watering the field.
Lu Sen opened the bag that Yang Jinhua brought in the morning.
A pile of gold ingots weighing about two kilograms.
A small dark red wooden box. When you open the sliding lid, you will see some things like mushrooms and mica inside.
The ancients liked to regard these things as good things for nourishing qi and replenishing the body. It is estimated that the Yang family also regarded An as a treasure.
Then there was a gray wooden box. When it was opened, there were some beautiful jades and two glass cups inside!
The workmanship of the glass cup is okay, and the surface is polished very smoothly, but the quality itself is not good. You can clearly see a lot of bubbles in the walls of the two glass cups.
This should be a glass cup that came from the Hu people, because it is square in shape and there are no embellishments or micro-carvings on the surface.
If it was a glass cup produced in the Song Dynasty, it would truly be a work of art with a dragon carving style.
From these things, we can see that the Yang family is indeed very sensible in doing things and tries their best to express their gratitude.
Money, medicine and rare treasures were all given to him.
Let’s not talk about the other two things for now. Lu Sen is really short of money right now.
He put the gold ingots into the system backpack, and put the other things into the newly made 'storage box'.
This square storage box doesn't look big, with a volume of only about one cubic meter.
But it comes with twenty system grids, and many things can be superimposed in one grid.
The actual capacity is horrible.
After putting the things away, Lu Sen went out to the yard and called out, "Heizhu, Ringo, let's go to the city for a walk. Let's see if there's anything missing and buy some to add to the family."
I have been in this world for three days and have been busy building a 'safe house'. Now that the house is built, it's time to walk around and look around, or collect some information.
When Jin Lingqin heard that he was going out, he shook his head and said, "My dear, I won't go. I want to work at home."
This is a normal reaction of the "lower class people", especially those who have not seen much of the world.
Jin Lingqin has lived in the refugee street since she was old enough to understand. In her memory, she is a low-class person, a lowly person.
The prosperous city of Bianjing, separated from the Refugee Street by a wall, was a place only the upper class could go.
She is not qualified to go.
You can't go either, otherwise if you accidentally bump into an important person and dirty his or her clothes, you will most likely be beaten to death on the spot.
This is the concept that has been instilled in her mind intentionally or unintentionally since she was a child.
Lu Sen looked at Jin Lingqin who was a little panicked, and did not force her. He smiled and said, "Then you stay at home and remember not to leave the yard. Do you understand?"
This is not the city... It is always more dangerous outside the city. But inside the wooden fence, it is definitely safe.
Besides, the city of Bianjing was not very safe, especially for little girls. The beggars in Wuyou Cave were really inhumane and elusive.
Hearing that he didn't have to go into the city, Jin Lingqin was obviously relieved, and then nodded repeatedly, indicating that he would definitely not leave the yard.
Heizhu seemed very excited. He had been begging for food in Bianjing City since he was a child, so his biggest wish was to be able to walk upright and without fear on the streets of Bianjing City.
Now that her husband has been registered as a resident, her wish has come true. Naturally, she wants to walk around the city with her head held high.
The mood was even a little urgent.
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There were six entrances to the city of Bianjing, and there were long queues at each entrance.
Under the scorching sun, everyone was sweating, even Lu Sen was no exception.
People of status rode tall horses or sat in sedan chairs and entered the city leisurely.
The soldiers guarding the city gates would not stop them, not even check.
Half an hour later, Lu Sen showed his household registration and took Hei Zhu into the city.
Because he sweated too much, after entering the city, Lu Sen found a small stall on the side of the road and ordered two servings of tofu pudding.
Lu Sen ordered something sweet, but Hei Zhu liked salty drinks.
The two of them sat under the shade of a tree, listening to the cicadas chirping overhead and feeling the breeze, feeling so comfortable.
On the street, people and cars were coming and going, with people in rags and tatters mixed together. Rich people walked side by side with the poor, and in front of the gorgeous eight-man sedan chair was a dusty escort vehicle.
Bianjing City was extremely prosperous. The noble and the lowly huddled together here.
Although Bianjing City was already the largest city at that time, with a permanent population of over two million, it still looked quite crowded.
Many people who see the city of Bianjing for the first time are dazzled and amazed by its noise and prosperity.
But Lu Sen wouldn’t... The place where he originally worked was a metropolis with a population of tens of millions.
In terms of prosperity and congestion, it is far superior to this place.
In his opinion, the city of Bianjing at that time had a sense of comfort and tranquility compared to where he lived.
There was also the atmosphere he experienced when he was growing up in the countryside as a child, and he was filled with emotion for a moment.
I couldn't help but stare at the street and whispered, "This is the peaceful agricultural life."
However, as soon as he said this, Lu Sen was slapped in the face.
"Damn it, Zhan Maozi is not in Bianjing City. Brother, let's do a big one."
An excited loud voice sounded from Lu Sen's right.
Lu Sen suddenly felt helpless. He had just said that life in the agricultural era was peaceful, but someone next to him was going to do great things. Isn't this going against his own opinion?
He couldn't help but turn his head and saw three people in black clothes gathered around a table not far to the right.
Everyone carried a weapon, including two swords and a red tasseled spear.
The faces of these three people are typical of people from the Central Plains, that is, they are quite mature and look weathered.
"What a big deal?" The oldest-looking man was drinking tofu pudding, which he drank in one gulp with great generosity, and his beard was covered with tofu pudding foam.
"I heard that Kaifeng Prefecture is going to execute a prisoner named Chen Shimei at the hour of Yin. Let's go to the execution ground and kidnap him." The shorter man slapped the table and said excitedly, "I heard that Chen Shimei is a talented man. If we rescue him and tie him up to the mountain to be our advisor, it should work."
"We are just short of a master. What time is it now?"
"It's almost Yin hour."
"What are you waiting for, let's go!"
At the boss's command, three gangsters flew up immediately, landed on the roof, and ran quickly on the green tiles. In the blink of an eye, they turned into small black dots.
The shopkeeper ran out, waved his hands vigorously and shouted: "Three gentlemen, you haven't paid yet, three gentlemen..."
Kurozuya sighed as he watched the shopkeeper wave his hand helplessly.
"Is this common?" Lu Sen couldn't help but ask after finishing his tofu pudding.
"It's very common. The chivalrous men in the martial arts world are much better at eating for free than us beggars." Hei Zhu said longingly, "We beggars can't even enter the store, but they can run away after eating, and we can't catch them even if we want to. The store owners don't dare to curse casually, for fear that the chivalrous men will come back and beat them up."
Lu Sen laughed when he heard it: "They just said they were going to rob the execution ground, do you want to go and see?"
"No, no." Hei Zhu shook his head repeatedly: "When the knights fight, it doesn't matter who you are. Swords and hidden weapons are flying everywhere. Not to mention ordinary people, some wealthy businessmen and constables will die without a place to seek justice."
That's true.
Lu Sen no longer had the desire to join in the fun.
He took Heizhu to the money shop to change the two kilograms of gold ingots.
Exchanged for silver of equal value and a small amount of copper coins.
Then I went to buy some daily necessities.
For example, plates, chopsticks, bowls and the like.
I also bought some bedding.
The home system has a built-in constant temperature effect, so you won’t catch a cold even if you don’t cover yourself with a blanket when you sleep at night.
But the problem is... people always like to hold something when they sleep.
For example, Lu Sen likes to cover his belly button with a blanket even in the hottest summer.
It's a matter of habit.
After walking around the city for quite a while, I was about to buy all the daily necessities and was about to leave the city to go home, but I heard a scream from behind.
When they looked back, they saw three people in black clothes climbing up and down the walls.
One of the men in black was carrying a man in a white prison uniform.
Behind the three of them, four constables in black official uniforms were also chasing them by climbing walls and running on rooftops.
After several jumps and tumbles, they arrived above Lu Sen and Hei Zhu's heads, and fought with each other on the top floors of shops on both sides of the street.
The light of swords and knives reflected in the sunlight, dancing into dazzling spots of light.
From time to time, hidden weapons were bounced down and hit the doors and windows on both sides of the street.
Ah ah ah ah ah!
Screams rang out, and pedestrians on the street panicked, some running away, others hiding in shops out of fear.
Many shop owners reacted and quickly closed their shops.
This resulted in many pedestrians being blocked from entering the door.
Lu Sen and Hei Zhu are among them.
Heizhu hid under the eaves, clinging closely to the wall, not daring to move.
According to his more than ten years of experience in making a living in Bianjing City, he knew that he couldn't just run around at this time, because those knights loved to use hidden weapons to nail those who ran and screamed.
When there is nowhere to hide, the safest thing to do is to lie down where you are and stay still.
Lu Sen was neither anxious nor nervous. His equipment bar was filled with durable stone armor.
Then he also took out a wooden armor from the system backpack and handed it to Hei Zhu: "Put it on."
Heizhu quickly put on the wooden armor and breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew very well that his husband's wooden armor was a real treasure.
A few days ago, I used this magical object to block a dart shot between my eyebrows .
Otherwise he would have died long ago.
Watching Heizhu putting on the wooden armor, Lu Sen was about to take him away from here, but suddenly heard someone talking in a low voice next to him.
"Brother, can you also give me a set of wooden armor?"
Lu Sen turned his head and looked in the direction of the voice, only to find that behind the big red pillar next to him, there was a young man who was moving forward a little and looking at him expectantly.
Lu Sen looked at him, not knowing what to say for a moment.
At this moment, seven people above head were dodging and moving between the eaves, the flash of swords and sabers became more and more fierce, and the clanging sound of iron hammering was so urgent that it seemed as if they were urging people to death.
Soon, someone screamed and fell from mid-air. It was a constable wearing a black official uniform.
After falling to the ground, the constable did not die on the spot. Instead, he rolled sideways and hid under the eaves opposite Lu Sen. He covered his bleeding stomach, his face pale and gasping for breath.
With one of the four constables missing, the encirclement was immediately broken, and then they were forced to retreat by three gangsters in black clothes.
At this time, someone shouted from above: "Everyone in Bianjing City, remember this: the people who robbed the execution ground today are the Three Evils of Mianzhou."
The sound that came from roaring with internal strength was like thunder, resounding throughout the entire city of Bianjing.
Then three gangsters suddenly jumped up, injuring or knocking back the three constables, and then they fled away with the white-clothed prisoner.
Lu Sen pointed at the three people flying away and said, "Brother, you don't need wooden armor anymore."
Then he left with Heizhu. This Bianjing city is really interesting... Just strolling around the streets, you can encounter such exciting things.
But unexpectedly, the man who was talking caught up with her. He was wearing a blue silk robe and looked like a wealthy man.
Although the silk weaving industry was relatively developed in the Northern Song Dynasty, silk has always been relatively expensive and ordinary people could not afford it at all.
Anyone who can wear silk clothes is either rich or noble.
"Brother, wait for me." The young man trotted to Lu Sen's side and walked side by side. At the same time, he clasped his fists and said, "Excuse me for disturbing you. I am Cao You, the second son of the Cao family. May I ask your name, brother?"
As Lu Lin walked slowly, he turned his head to look at the other party and asked, "Cao family, the second son of Uncle Cao?"
Hei Zhu swallowed his saliva at this time.
To him, this was a big shot that was difficult to approach.
"Yes." Cao Youren was rather thin, especially his face, which looked even thinner, like a monkey. He asked with a drooling smile, "May I know your name, brother?"
Don't hit a smiling person, and Lu Sen will live in and outside the city in the future. The Cao family is powerful, and there is an aunt, the queen. If they investigate me, they will definitely find out, so there is no point in hiding it.
As he walked, he clasped his fists and said, "Lu Sen, a man from the mountains outside the city, is not worthy of your high name."
"When I first met Brother Lu, we felt like old friends, as if I had met my own brother." Cao You looked at Lu Lin eagerly, and as he walked, he bowed and said, "Could I please let you host us and invite Brother Lu to Fanlou for a few glasses of wine?"
Fanlou is the largest, tallest and most expensive restaurant in Bianjing City.
Even from the west of Fanlou, one can overlook a large area of the imperial palace.
The most rare and delicious dishes are served in Fanlou, and it is said that even the imperial chefs in the palace admit that they are inferior to them.
As for playing various musical instruments, singing, and dancing, there is no need to mention them.
In such a place, basic consumption starts at 'ten thousand'.
That is to say, a meal will cost you at least ten strings of coins, with no upper limit.
Fanlou was so famous that everyone in Song Dynasty knew about it. Even the strongest assassin organization, Ghost Fanlou, borrowed its name to gain popularity.
Lu Sen clasped his fists and smiled, "A vulgar person cannot go to such a luxurious place."
"vulgar……"
Cao You felt like he was being mocked.
Although Brother Lu in front of me has short hair, his face is as white as jade, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and he has a demeanor that is not tainted by the world.
With his white clothes, he looked like a banished immortal. The young ladies and girls on the street were all shy and timid when they saw him.
No matter how you look at it, he is a talented person that can only be cultivated by a wealthy family.
Is this called vulgar?
What should I call myself when I have a monkey face that even my parents dislike and a body that is as thin as a stick?
Is he a monkey in human clothing?
He wanted to walk away, but Cao You held back. He continued with a smile, "If Brother Lu doesn't like the noisy and bustling places like Fanlou, you can go to Nuanchun Pavilion with me. Although the food and wine there are not as good as Fanlou, the young ladies' piano skills and singing styles are the best in Bianjing City. With soft singing and wine in their mouths, it is the ultimate happiness in the world."
Lu Sen shook his head: "Please forgive me, Cao Erlang. My home is outside the city. If I go out to drink, I will probably miss the curfew. When we meet next time, when the time is right, I will drink with you, Cao Erlang."
Having said that, Cao You had no choice but to give up.
He bowed, stopped, and waited for Lu Sen to disappear before going home with a sigh.
When he got home, he wanted to tell his father and elder brother about his encounter with the 'alien'.
But when he thought about the fact that his father and elder brother had always kept their distance from ghosts and gods, he gave up.
He walked to the side room and found the family's worshiper, Taoist priest Liu Changfeng.
Liu Changfeng is sixty-three years old, but looks like he is fifty, with a ruddy complexion and black hair. He is currently meditating under the shade of a tree in the courtyard.
As soon as Cao You walked over, the Taoist opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Cao Xiaolang, I haven't seen you for a few days. You look worse and worse."
Drinking prostitutes every day, how can it be bad? Cao You laughed embarrassedly, then asked seriously: "Master, I heard that there is a magical power in Taoism called the Universe in the Sleeves, have you ever seen it?"
“No.”
"I just saw him on the street."
"But you made some small objects appear?" Taoist Fumu chuckled and said, "That's just a trick. I can do it too."
"No! That person threw out this big…" Cao You used his hand to make a shape slightly larger than a human body: "The wooden armor was thrown out from his sleeve."
"This is impossible, Cao Xiaolang, you must have seen it wrong."
Cao You shook his head: "I was less than ten feet away from him at the time, and I saw it clearly. Unless I was under an illusion, I would not be wrong."
