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There were dozens of Taoist children following behind, holding various magical instruments that symbolize the leader’s Taoism and authority. Behind the carriage, there were even people holding various signs. Finally, there was an imperial guard responsible for protecting Shangfu’s safety.

The whole city of Tokyo knew that Wen Fei, the Tianshi, was traveling. Now half of the people in Tokyo are Taoism or Wen Fei believers.

The commercial business in Tokyo is very developed. Even if Zhao Ji slept in the concubine's palace at night, what he said might spread throughout Tokyo the next day.

Wen Fei returned to Beijing seriously injured this time, and it spread throughout the entire Tokyo city almost within an hour. Everyone knew that Master Wen led a large army to make extraordinary achievements for the Song Dynasty and display his magic power.

Not only did he defeat the demon sect who cannibalized the Tubo land, but he even caused an earthquake in the entire Xixia capital. Speaking of this kind of Taoism, he was really similar to that of a god. Unfortunately, he was attacked by those Xixia thieves and was injured.

If this is spread, there is no need to deliberately guide public opinion. The rumors have become like this. When Wen Fei was lying on the bed, the outside of Shang's father's mansion was extremely lively. Not only did the civil and military officials go to Shang's mansion to ask for a meeting every day, but there were also countless people who burn incense and pray outside Shang's mansion. There were no less than tens of thousands of people every day.

Therefore, at this time, the Emperor's trip was almost the same as the Emperor's trip. The streets were closed and the roads were cleared, the water sprinkled on the ground, and the loess was padded with the road. Countless people on both sides of the street set up tables of flowers and sank on the side of the road.

Wen Fei felt excited and didn't pay attention to anything else. However, the prince Zhao Heng, who was facing each other in a restaurant far away, almost bit his teeth to pieces.

Today, Zhao Heng was free, but he came to this restaurant to relax. His life has not been very easy recently. His father Zhao Ji picked him several times and was scolded to death.

He was originally full of resentment, so he left the palace to relax. The trusted people under him were still persuading: "The official family has been unhappy these days and is asking for trouble for the king. If the king leaves the palace, if the official family knows, wouldn't it be a big problem..."

Zhao Heng said angrily: "The father favors Zhao Kai. He tells others everywhere that Zhao Kai looks like him. Where should I place me as the crown prince like this? You must know that I am the crown prince and the crown prince!"

The trusted people complained in their hearts. They didn't know how to persuade Zhao Heng. They were afraid that his voice would be too loud and disturb others. The words were heard and spread to the officials. But it was not good.

You know, when the Song Dynasty was developed, the palace was originally considered friendly to the people. It was no longer like the Han and Tang Dynasties. Those nobles and nobles all cultivated their singing and singing at home, and enjoyed themselves at home.

The catering industry in the Song Dynasty was also quite developed, with 72 main halls and countless small shops. Even in larger shops, the dining tableware is extremely neat, and even sterling silver such as cups and plates. It can be eaten in all kinds of delicacies in the world, but it is much richer and more convenient than the ones that are renovated by your own home.

Even the official Zhao Ji didn't run out of the palace. Not to mention those high-ranking officials and nobles, they also consumed a lot in the restaurants outside. The restaurants they are now in are also one of the main stores and are very famous in Tokyo. I don't know how many high-ranking officials are among them. If someone hears Zhao Heng's words and spreads them, it will be very troublesome.

Although this is in the private room, I am afraid that there will be ears in the wall. I was helpless, but I heard the gongs and drums on the street, which attracted Zhao Heng's gaze.

Even if Zhao Heng was in a miserable state, he was the best place in this restaurant. Sitting along the street window, you could see the classical prosperity of the entire Tokyo city like the Qingming River. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a rainbow-like rainbow-like rainbow-like frame coming over.

Pedestrians on both sides of the Taiwan Strait retreated and fell into the dust. At first, Zhao Heng didn't know which family was getting married, but he saw a group of Taoist priests holding a car frame. There were words such as "Shangfu", "Tianshi" and "Cultural Master" on the high umbrella and chess and cards behind him.

Zhao Heng's face suddenly turned red. He looked at the pedestrians on the road respectfully avoiding the road and saluting. Some devout believers even provoked their bodies and clattered their teeth.

He said secretly: "How arrogant this person is, even if I have always gone out in Song Dynasty, I rarely have such ceremonial guards. Unless it is a formal occasion, travel is very simple. Wen Fei, the demon, dares to do this, is the result of the indulgence of the official family...

I was also filled with hatred and jealousy. Even my prince was not so popular. With Wen Fei, the demonic Taoist, I have fought for everyone's hearts. Where is the place for me to put my prince? It's really tolerant, but who is unbearable!

However, although he was the prince, he did not have much power to use. For a moment, he was even more angry and had no intention of drinking, so he hurried back to the palace.

But he didn't expect that his frame had passed Dongjiao Tower, but at the Zuoyemen Gate, he collided with the frame that Lin Lingsu had just come out of the palace.

Since Wen Fei was not in Tokyo, Lin Lingsu gradually gained the trust of the government. He often summoned Lin Lingsu to the palace to talk about the mystery. Shortly after Lin Lingsu entered the palace, he heard that Wen Fei was going to go out of the city to stroll around. He hurriedly rushed out of the palace and prepared to dissuade Wen Fei.

However, he collided with the frame of the prince Zhao Heng. The prince Zhao Heng went out of the palace privately to the people, so he naturally did not dare to get on the frame of the prince. The two sides collided with each other, and Lin Lingsu's frame style was also very impressive.

Although it was not as luxurious as Wen Fei, dozens of Taoist people were guarding him. At this time, I was in a hurry to go back, but I didn't know it was the prince's frame, so I just thought it was an ordinary person and didn't care at all. I hit Zhao Heng's frame and left without saying a word.

Only the shaft of the carriage was broken, and Zhao Heng, who almost fell off the carriage, had a dark face as if he had smeared coal powder...

When Lin Lingsu hurriedly returned to Shang's father's mansion, he realized that Wen Fei and his party had already set off. At this time, he was afraid that he had already left the city gate.

It was already the first month of the year, and the temperature in the Northern Song Dynasty was much colder than in modern times. After the Chinese New Year, the wind had not blown on the earth. A gust of cold wind blew, and it seemed that it was snowing again.

The fields were all bare, and there was still a month left to slim the lips. Now there was no trace of green in this field.

The Bian River, Cai River, Jinshui River, Wuzhang River and other rivers run across Tokyo City, transporting materials from all over the country, especially the southeast, to Kyoto continuously, thus making Kaifeng the "pivot of the world" and "all countries are connected".

It also makes the fields near Tokyo City irrigate many rivers irrigate. In particular, all the fields in Wenfei are located near the river, which is convenient for irrigation and is a very fertile place.

"I now have about three or four thousand hectares of land in my hands. Can I plant it myself?" Wen Fei also had a headache when he looked at so much land.

You should know that although so much land is not exaggerated to the point where it can make a galloping horse run for a day, it is only tens of thousands of acres of land. Although it is a bit fragmented, most of it is connected together, which is quite rare.

Wen Fei was having a headache about what to do with such a land, and saw a group of farmers greeting him on the side of the road. There was a village not far ahead, and the thatched earthen walls could be vaguely seen.

"Master, the village chief of Xu Hezhuang brought people to pay homage to Shangfu. These are all tenants under your command. Will the leader meet or not?"

Tenant? This name is almost only seen in the textbooks that Wen Fei learned when he was very young. Usually, these tenant owners are hardworking and brave. The landlords are often fat, black and stupid people, just like Zhou Papi, Huang Shiren, and Liu Wencai.

So many negative impressions suddenly poured into Wen Fei's heart. Wen Fei secretly complained, grandma, can I become the evil landlord class now?

He shook his hand and said, "I won't see you!" He thought to whom he wanted to borrow some smart and capable managers from his hands to help him manage these fields.

The villages near Tokyo City do not look too poor. Although every household has rammed earth and thatched houses, they look quite clean and tidy, and they raise chickens, dogs, sheep, pigs, etc., and they are also neat and orderly.

The willows sway and green water surrounds them, and they look like they are indescribable classical style. It is like walking out of the picture.

Not far away, I saw a barren mountain. It was said to be a barren mountain, but it was not very high. It looked more like a hill, with some rocks exposed. The terrain near Kaifeng Prefecture was quite flat, but there were no peaks. I am afraid that the highest mountain was still the Gen Yue created by Zhao Ji.

There is a small temple on the top of this hill, which looks quite dilapidated and does not have much incense. This place is the "Gunpowder Research Institute" chosen by Wen Fei.

A line of carriages went straight up the mountain. From a distance, the small temple was deserted enough, but when it looked closer, it was even more dilapidated. Over time, I couldn't even see the plaques on the temple clearly.

There was only one old temple prayer in the temple. When he saw Wen Fei's tram frame, he was so scared that he came out to greet him. He was stopped by the Taoist priest who was admiring in the front and watched Wen Fei get out of the car. He waved and called him over: "What kind of temple is this temple? Why don't he even have a name?"

It was the first time Wen Fei came here. He had just seen a small hill on the map. The hill was full of rocks, but it was not suitable for farming. He wanted to study gunpowder here, but he never thought there was a temple here.

The temple monk looked like he was in his seventies, his ears and eyes were also very good, and his clothes were patched with patches. It looked not much better than beggars, but it was quite clean and had no odor...)
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