Under the protection of several guards, Zhang Yue walked to the intersection and explained to the Tian Miao brothers about the family matters, especially asking them to go back and take good care of their sister-in-law and Rou Niang, so that they would not worry.

He exchanged greetings with brothers Chen Yue for a while and said some thanks.

Then he followed Gongsun Yi and boarded a carriage to Chang'an City.

It is not far from Nanling to Chang'an.

No more than twenty-five miles at most.

Therefore, many people say that Nanling County and Baling County in the Ba Shangyuan are satellite counties in Chang'an.

It took only about an hour to see Chang'an City.

On the towering city walls, soldiers stood with halberds.

A green city gate appeared in your eyes.

"Is this the city gate?" Zhang Yue thought to himself and guessed.

The Han Chang'an City had long been destroyed in the long river of history in later generations, leaving only a few remains buried deep underground.

But now, this imperial god capital is the unquestionable center of the world.

It is even more magnificent and magnificent world-famous city!

From the original owner's memory, Zhang Yue knew that Chang'an City was 63 miles in circumference and 32 miles in latitude. There were eight streets, nine palaces, nine palaces, nine palaces, nine governments, nine gates, nine cities, three temples, and sixteen bridges.

Each city gate has its own unique characteristics.

For example, when Zhang Yue went to Taixue last time, he looked at the famous Luban Bridge in Fu'anmen.

Although in the eyes of the traveler, the bridge is just an ordinary iron bridge that is telescopic and retracted.

But in this BC era, it was a miracle bridge that fascinated countless people.

Moreover, more importantly, the Luban Bridge is the last legacy left to this world by a generation of Mohist masters.

Yes, you read that right!

The bridge was built by Lu Banshu.

At least, this is what happened to the Guanzhong people.

As for the green door in front of you, it is also charming and unique.

Bacheng Gate is also known as Qingcheng Gate and Dongling Gate.

Legend has it that Shao Ping, a famous man from the end of the Qin Dynasty and the beginning of the Han Dynasty, once planted melons outside the Bacheng Gate. The melons were sweet and beautiful, and even the Gao Emperor loved to eat them.

In addition, Bacheng Gate is also the largest, widest and most sturdy city gate in the entire Chang'an City.

This city gate is so big that it is unreasonable.

Four carriages can be used in parallel, allowing dozens of people to pass side by side.

If such a wide city gate is crowded with crowds, it is inevitable that there will be chaotic things such as crowding and stampedeship.

Therefore, at the beginning of construction, the craftsmen and officials who designed the city gate had already made plans.

The huge city gate is designed as two independent but without partitions.

Go left and right, which is quite similar to the road lane in later generations.

Of course, before this BCE, most people were illiterate, and even the left and right might not be able to distinguish them.

In order for the people to know clearly where to come from and where to come from.

Therefore, the designer adopted a clever idea.

On the side of the city is a slightly upward slope.

On the side where you leave the city is a pavement that extends slightly outward.

This makes it true, in human vision.

Those who enter the city are climbing upwards, while those who leave the city are descending downwards.

So, the trouble was solved.

Even a fool who entered and exited the city gate knew how to leave.

Later, this idea was copied to the remaining eleven city gates.

only……

Zhang Yue knew that in the following history, no officials would design and think like this.

Because the Confucian brain circuit cannot turn this direction at all.

Ask them to think about and consider the travel or convenience of ordinary people?

hehe……

Wen Yanbo of the Northern Song Dynasty said: This is not what we gentlemen should do.

Only politicians from the Huang-Lao School have such a brain circuit and low posture.

After entering the Bacheng Gate, Gongsun Yi went straight to the Public Vehicle Bureau.

The convoy squeezed out the crowded Chang'an Street and passed through the bustling streets.

The city's appearance before Zhang Yue was revealed.

After looking at it all the way, Zhang Yue’s biggest impression of Chang’an was order.

Whether it is pedestrians or shops on both sides of the street, the neighborhoods are neat and orderly.

There are no naughty kids who scatter or walk around the road.

Pedestrians and passers-by both followed the order of moving forward from left to right.

As for the street shops, they are carved out like a mold, neatly and square.

And the streets are also quite neat.

Although it is not as clean and clean as the main roads of later generations.

But at least, the roads are flat and there is no garbage on the ground.

Don’t worry about stepping on human and animal feces when going out.

It seems that in this feudal society in the BC, there is a powerful organization operating and handling related municipal affairs in this Chang'an City.

There is no content in the original owner's memory.

There are no relevant records in the historical materials that are traced back.

This made Zhang Yue quite curious. Which yamen was so powerful?

Is this a little too strong in action, organizational ability and credibility?

Little do we know that in this era, such things do not require deliberate regulations and requirements from the government.

Since the Shangjun reform, the people of Guanzhong have become accustomed to obeying and following the requirements of the government, and conducting daily activities.

The carriage headed south in Chang'an City. After about half an hour, it passed through a street and the pedestrians in front of me suddenly became sparse.

The chariots and horses that come and go are becoming more and more noble and extravagant.

"Have you entered the Qili area?" Zhang Yue poked his head out and looked at Manhattan in the BC Han Dynasty.

A wealthy area in the absolute sense.

Those who can live in the relatives must be relatives of the Liu family or ministers who have close ties with the Liu family, and marquises.

The starting price here is 2,000 shi.

Or there was a girl or daughter, or something, who married a member of the Liu family's direct royal family.

The homes of important officials of the Han family, including Li Guangli, the commander of the chariot, Huo Guang, the minister of the Shangshu Zhang Anshi, the prime minister Gongsun He, the servant Gongsun Jingsheng, and other important Han officials are all located in this small area close to Weiyang Palace and Changle Palace.

It is said that if you throw a stone at will, you may hit a Marquis and two thousand stones.

Therefore, the style of painting here is also completely different from other areas of Chang'an City.

Luxury mansions stand suddenly.

The family is well-off, with warriors and retainers guarding and guarding.

When he saw Zhang Yue's convoy, countless people poked their heads out of the mansion, either curious, pleased, or looked at him with playful eyes.

Obviously, they all know who Zhang Yue is? What are you doing in Chang'an?

There are also many discussions among countless luxury houses.

"Zhang Zizhong has entered the city!" Someone smiled and looked at Zhang Yue, who was protected by Gongsun Yi, as if he expressed a certain degree of welcome to his arrival.

The water in Chang'an has been silent for too long. If there is an extra newcomer to participate in the fun, it may be of some entertainment effect.

"Then Zhang Yi is entering the city!" Someone was overjoyed and planned to watch the show.

"That person has entered the city!" Some people were even more worried and their eyes were wandering.

"Haha... I hope another one won't be successful, Luan Da!" Of course, some people sneered and were full of hostility.
Chapter completed!