The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 1749 Chapter 1749: Storm is coming

Qian Su's idea is not unreasonable.

Xiangyang has a strict set of rules and regulations. Even illiterate people can say a few words.

The people are illiterate, but living here for nearly ten years, these regulations have long been incorporated into the bones, forming a special mental outlook.

After Qian Su entered the city, he thought he had mistakenly entered Xanadu.

The layout of Xiangyang is different from that of other cities. There are people walking on the road, and there are cars on the road. Therefore, the road here is extraordinarily wide, enough for five carriages to run in parallel. Every five hundred steps, a half-man wooden barrel stands on the side of the road, and from time to time, people throw something into it.

The streets were spacious, clean, and orderly, and Qian Su, a local tyrant, also gave birth to an inexplicable cramp.

Ok……

The sense of cramp is similar to the illiteracy mixed in the school bull circle.

Feng Zhen expressed his long-lost feelings and explained to Qian Su eagerly.

"What do those barrels do?"

"Those who lose waste and the filth of cattle and horses are not allowed on the road. If they are not handled, they will be deducted if they are caught."

"What happened to those weird cars?"

Qian Su saw a two-horse carriage passing by next door, except for the overhead, which was open on all sides. Qian Su glanced and found that the carriage was separated by three wooden planks and put six Hu stools. Inside were six ordinary people who were dressed fairly clean.

Feng Zhen glanced and said, "A carriage with a horse and a horse."

"According to the ancient system, there was one driving for a person, two driving for a doctor, three driving for a doctor, four driving for a prince, five driving for a prince, and six driving for an emperor." Qian Su frowned, his face quite unpleasantly authentic, "View dressed, These are clearly people, how can they qualify? "

"That's what it says, but a horse can't pull six people." Fengzhen said, "In the beginning, there were scholars against it, but the character of the protagonist has always been soft and hard. There are also chariots and horses. What's good for the people?

Xiangyang is getting bigger and bigger, and there are more people living there.

In order to settle the old warhorse, Jiang Yanji set up a carriage and let the horse pull the carriage. The driver was a retired soldier.

The transportation is convenient, saving the people the effort of walking.

You only need to pay a certain fee to get on the bus, and ordinary people can afford it.

Because the double horse-drawn carriage is a benefit for scholars, ordinary civilian organizations are afraid to follow the trend, and are afraid of being charged for overruns. Therefore, the carriage and carriage are always official institutions. In order to facilitate management, a license plate mark is also made.

Because the cost is too high, horse carts and ox carts are not as popular as private cars in later generations, so traffic has always been quite smooth.

People can wait for a car at a fixed station, and they can get on if there is a free car.

Interestingly, at first screaming at the opposition guy, later he was happy to use a public carriage with a carriage.

No way, not everyone has the money to raise a horse cart or ox cart, and most of the time rely on legs.

Since there is such a convenient transportation, ordinary people can use it. Why can't they use it?

Qian Su saw it with interest, from the initial shock to the later calm, but did not close his mouth halfway.

"Arrived--"

Feng Zhen got out of the car, rubbed the old waist in secret, and then walked casually to another carriage.

"The two ladies can come down with Xiao Langjun and the little lady."

The curtain opened, Yan Shuzheng and Yang Roujia stepped on the car stool with the help of the maid, holding the tightly wrapped baby in their arms.

Feng Zhen and Jiang Yanji applied for a transfer to Marushu, which was called the business, but was lazy.

Jiang Yanji could not see he was too happy, and gave him the **** of Yang Tao and Mrs. Yan Lin.

Both Yang Tao and Yan Lin had a family, but Nan Sheng's conditions were difficult and not suitable for his wife and children. Jiang Yanji suggested that their wives' rooms should be moved to Maruju. Jiang Yanji was purely concerned about her subordinates, but it was a little threatening in Yang Tao's ears.

Are you sure this suggestion does not make them hostage?

Regardless of this meaning, the two of Yang Tao could only agree.

This shattered thing was left to Feng Zhen, and Qian Su volunteered to take the initiative.

It is said that it is to worry about Feng Zhen, but in fact, it is still secretly protecting the two wives and children from possible harm.

Clever as Jiang Yanji, naturally understand the deep meaning behind these people's actions, she did not explain, let these guys make up for it.

#This is a comedy in which everyone is diligently fighting, only the protagonist is touching the fish in the muddy water #

"Live here in the future? Where does Rou Jia live?"

Yan Shuzheng was a little uneasy these days, and when she saw the house where she lived in the future, she was a little uncertain.

This treatment is too good.

"General Yang has a close relationship with Yan Junshi. The principal means to arrange the two to live closer. Checking the house that is still empty is the best place here. The area is clean, but not far from the downtown. This is Yang The general's mansion, the opposite door is Yan Jun's. "

As a house-building madness, when his host entered Xiangyang County, he built hundreds of houses in one breath.

A small part of it stayed, part of it was given to the original team as a reward, and the rest were sold at high prices to the repatriated gentry or local tyrants.

His main character, the black-hearted businessman, was paired with Wei Ci, a sailor, and his house was fired extremely expensive.

In the past two years, I have made a lot of money just by selling a house.

For example, Feng Zhen's house, which was bought for only three yuan, has now turned numerous times.

If Yang Tao knew they had sent such a mansion, they would not be more loyal.

"Thank you Lord Lanting."

Yan Shuzhen gave a sigh of relief, saluted to the south, and thanked Feng Zhenxi for the first time.

Feng Zhen laughed, "It will be a New Year's Eve Lantern Festival in a while. If the two ladies are empty, they can take the niece out for fun."

In fact, Xiangyang was very lively one month before entering New Year's Eve, and the pre-heating activities of various businesses also had some early forms of adulterers.

These scenes can only be seen by Xiangyang, which is rather rare for Yan Shuyu's foreigners.

Feng Zhen settled for a few people before returning home.

As everyone knows, the rebellion of his son's youth has come, and his style is quite strange.

Think about how good he is to force his son in front of his colleagues, and how powerful his education is, he couldn't help but hammer himself.

Guawazi, you pit your father!

Feng Yi's secret letter arrived at his destination smoothly and reached Jiang Yanji.

The reason why a confidential letter is a confidential letter is that confidentiality is of paramount importance. There are absolutely no three people who are qualified to see the contents of the letter.

Feng Yi's few Xiong Wazi had good luck, and the secret letter went directly to Jiang Yanji.

"Feng Yi? It was written by Rong Li of Feng Zhen's family. Maybe something happened in Zhanjiang?"

Jiang Yanji did not know that Feng Yi and Sun Lan returned to the college and continued their studies, thinking that they were still working as cattle and horses on the front line.

She tore the fire paint and took out the thick secret letter.

At this time, Jin Wuxi fell, and the indoor light was dim, hiding most of Jiang Yanji's face in the darkness.

Only those dark and sharp eyes, like a pair of eagle eyes, stared at the prey diligently.

In a blink of an eye, it was double eleven.

I still remember last year ’s Double Eleven reading essay three days in advance, and faintly encouraged the authors to work hard to chop their hands and then hold the empty pockets to update. Ta Ma is going to double eleven again ... Does time pass so fast?

By the way, double eleven chop your hands. Do you have any good suggestions for mushrooms?

(End of this chapter)