Chapter 13: Shang Ling (2)

Zhang Shen rode into Shangling on a horse.

The strong human aura came to his face, and the noise filled his ears made him feel like he was returning to the real world vegetable market.

Although the pedestrians on the street did not reach the terrible density of shoulder-to-shoulder one after another, and the Qing Dynasty did not have the habit of driving in two directions, Zhang Shen looked at it and found that he could not help but feel numb in his scalp.

Shangling's transportation system is undoubtedly very developed. Zhang Shen has a high advantage and looked up and found that there are roads leading from all directions, which is quite convenient.

However, because of this, Zhang Shen felt even more headache.

"I'll go, can you still have to hire a tour guide?" Zhang Shen couldn't help but complain.

Fortunately, the legendary "human-shaped navigation" that is necessary for big cities in another world has arrived in time and saved a master with "swanshou ambitions" to save the people in danger...

Zhang looked around and had a tangled expression, and almost wrote the word "rookie" on his face. He was soon seen by those sharp-eyed children. One of them was even light and fast, and the eels were creeping around in the crowd and immediately appeared in front of Zhang.

Wangcai's extremely tall and majestic figure is quite oppressive. The child originally wanted to lean over, but Wangcai's sharp eyes and a loud sniff successfully forced him to retreat...

The child looks about ten years old. Although he is dressed very simply and worn, he is quite neat, which makes people feel good about it.

Seeing that the child's eyes swept over Wangcai's big hoof, which was as thick as steel, Zhang Shen smiled while comforting Wangcai with his thoughts: "Brother, don't be afraid. Wangcai is very docile and never hurts people."

"Young Master, your horse is really a majestic. I have never seen such a handsome horse in Shangling for the rest of my life!" The child flattered decisively, but he was muttering in his heart: Of course, it won't hurt anyone. If you, a beast, have no life.

A lifetime? Zhang Shen laughed in silence: "I am Zhang Shen, I wonder what the guy is calling me?"

"Young Master Zhang, please be polite." The child was quite well-qualified in etiquette and bowed, "You are not worth mentioning. Just call me Little Li Zi."

Little Li... Zhang Shen twitched: "Little Li... Zi, are you here to lead the way for me?"

"Yes, yes... I wonder where you are going, Mr. Zhang? The little one grew up in Shangling. We didn't boast that the roads of Shangling City are clear and you can find them with your eyes closed." Li Zi secretly blamed herself, and she almost forgot about her old business and asked the guests to remind her while quickly turning her thoughts and recalling Shangling's map.

"Zhenbao Pavilion, do you know?" Zhang Shen reported to Mr. Yu to his place.

Little Lizi was stunned, and the Shangling Map, which was about to be formed again in his mind, suddenly collapsed, with a look of shock.

"Don't you know?" Zhang Shen couldn't help but complain that the guys on Feixian Peak were unreliable.

"No, no! I know, how could I not know!" Little Li waved his hands repeatedly, his expression still a little weird. "Young Master Li, do you know Xiao Kunlun?"

"I don't know, what's wrong?"

Little Lizi was completely speechless: "Did you see that big tree?"

Zhang Shen looked in the direction he pointed, and it was the giant tree with twelve branches.

"What do you mean is Xiao Kunlun, Zhenbao Pavilion is on the tree?" Zhang Chanming came over and couldn't help but curse in his heart. He used to complain that Zhenbao Pavilion was a small dark room in a corner, but now he is confused. If he goes in such a glorious place, he will probably be known to others...

The little Kunlun has twelve branches, which clearly corresponds to the twelve days of Kunlun. With the location of Feixian Peak Treasure Pavilion, it is obvious that the buildings on each branch correspond to the corresponding Kunlun Peak vein.

If I had contacted people from Zhenbao Pavilion, how could I fight for the Zhang clan afterwards?

Zhang Shen himself thought he was not a politically sensitive person, but even idiots knew that at this time, the nerves of the middle and senior officials of the fifty surnames were absolutely tense to the extreme, and a little bit of turbulence might turn into an uncontrollable situation.

At this moment, you enter the Zhenbao Pavilion? Then go to the Zhang clan?

Could it be that Kunlun, who has always been neutral, will officially intervene in the Qing government affairs in the twelve days?

Zhang Shen was unwilling to cause trouble to Feixian Peak, although the latter might not care.

"Forget it, I'm a little tired from traveling a long distance. I'd better go to visit Zhenbao Pavilion tomorrow."

After a while, the two of them arrived at an inn that looked very high-end. Unexpectedly, it was Yuelai Inn again...

According to Xiao Lizi, Yuelai Inn is the largest, safest, and most serviced inn in the Qing Dynasty, no doubt.

When he was delivered to the place, Zhang Shen generously gave Xiao Lizi several times the "navigation fee".

"By the way, I noticed just now that you are not only crowded, but also seem to be divided into different groups. They seem to be in a competitive relationship. Why, are you still from a large organization?" At the end, Zhang Chan asked casually.

Li Zi nodded: "Yes, we are from SF Express. In addition to us, we are also Zhongtong Commercial Bank, Shentong Commercial Bank, etc.."

"My biggest dream is to be promoted to a courier who delivers all kinds of things to the big clan." Speaking of his dream, Little Li's eyes shone brightly, and his whole body exuded an amazing powerful momentum.

Zhang Shen:...

"Uh, when I didn't ask."

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There were more than ten days left before the official meeting of the Danhui, but Zhang Shen was not in a hurry at all. After opening the most luxurious room for himself at Yuelai Inn, he decisively lay on the bed and rested for a while before talking. After working for several days, he was really tired.

The sunset began to shine and was soon covered by night.

The nights in Shangling are very lively, not inferior to the real metropolis of the earth, and even more noisy. After all, there is no TV network these days, and people who don’t want to go to bed early have nothing to do except go out to visit the night market and chat with neighbors to enjoy the cool air.

Little Lizi finished her day's hard work and simply bought a steamed bun and ate it in cold water. This was dinner.

He walked quickly to SF Express, which was where they paid their wages every day.

Although I received a generous tip from Mr. Zhang, Xiao Lizi was still very excited when she thought about getting her wages today.

When he arrived, his friends had already arrived. Little Lizi has always been the one who worked the latest and most diligently.

The person in charge with a small beard looked at Xiao Lizi with satisfaction and rushed to the air, and then ordered the people next to him to start paying wages.

Although the twenty copper plates that Xiao Lizi had played with were not many, they were enough to survive in Shangling.

"Okay, let's talk about it. Have you met an unusual person today? The old rules are as long as you can verify, one with ten copper plates." The beard lay on the Taishi chair in a comfortable posture and said lazily.

Several institutions such as SF Express Commercial Bank Shentong Commercial Bank are not only responsible for express delivery, navigation and other businesses, but actually collecting intelligence is their real purpose and the profit is also the bulk of their profits.

Like the SF Express business that Xiao Lizi serves, the partners they face are more than a dozen of the top 50 surnames.

These businesses use the help of the lower nine (non-derogatory) characters who are seeking life in Shangling to collect the little things that occur in every corner of Shangling, and then a dedicated person is responsible for sorting, confirming, tracking, and reporting. Through a complete process, all matters of Shangling are compiled into a book and sold to major families.

Although the fifty surnames also have their own sources of information, since major commercial banks can develop to this day, they naturally have their own unique features.

Little Lizi familiarly came to the side of a large table, with several yellowed paper and pens on it.

The top piece of paper has two big characters "Li Hua", which is the name of Li Zi.

Li Huamo thought of recalling today's itinerary, picked up a pen, dipped it in the rough ink ink, dipped it in a low-quality ink, and began to write out a few people he met who needed attention one by one.

His strokes and strokes have no structure, but they are upright and clear at a glance.

"The young man surnamed Zhang is twenty-three or four years old, tall horse, black hooves and white mane, inquiring about Zhenbao Pavilion and living in Yuelai Inn." Li Hua finally briefly described Zhang Shen's information, thought about it, and added a few more words, "The temperament is different from ordinary people."

Zhang Shen naturally didn't know anything that happened at SF Express, and he wouldn't have thought that the clever little Li Zi was actually a legendary intelligence officer. He also recorded himself and handed over it.

However, even if you know, you will only laugh.

After lying on the bed for more than an hour, Zhang Shen got up lazily, took a shower, changed his clothes, and suddenly became refreshed.

Food is the most important thing for people.

As a foodie, you don’t have to worry about foodies who are overwhelmed, and you must take this to the extreme.

Zhang Shen decisively ordered all the dishes in Yuelai Inn, and then brought a few pots of good tea to his room. It took three hours to eat them all.

"It tastes good, this is what I admire you." In the waiter's surprise and weird gaze, Zhang Shen picked his teeth with a toothpick in satisfaction and threw out a piece of silver cake.

The waiter's face suddenly smiled into a bright chrysanthemum: "Young Master, do you have any other instructions?"

"I want to go out for a walk, is there any good place to go?"

"Oh, young master, you really ask the right person... Three night markets in Shangling East and West South..."

During the waiter's balabar, Zhang Shen had a deeper understanding of Shangling's prosperity.

There is no night ban in Shangling. In order to make more money, merchants of all sizes work several shifts a day. The three large markets are brightly lit during the day and night, and never rest, especially at night, which is even more lively.

"There are several places that are especially suitable for romantic figures like you, Gongzi." At the end of the speech, the waiter squeezed his eyes in a lewd manner, with a longing expression on his face.

"Yihong Courtyard, Wanhua Building, Qunfang Pavilion, Zhenxianghui... Wait, wait, hehe, you know."

Zhang Shen:...

We are a good man, and we have a beautiful wife at home, how can we linger in the fireworks place... Cough cough, how come we are coming.
Chapter completed!