My surname is Wang, my neighbor Wu Dalang

Chapter 501

Bortai rushed forward on horseback, her pretty face was really shocking.

At such a height, the emperor could actually shoot an arrow through the throat of an eagle flying high in the sky.

Even a sharpshooter on the grassland is hard to match.

Sparks of admiration danced in Bortai's eyes.

She finally believed why people in the palace said that the emperor was both civil and military, and he was invincible in the world.

"Your majesty, you are good at archery! I am a Mongolian who is good at riding and archery, but even Borjijin or Jebe from the Qiyan tribe can't compare to the emperor." The girl praised sincerely.

Wang Lin smiled lightly, and threw his divine arm bow back to Yang Yizhong.

In fact, Yang Yizhong was also dazzled by the sidelines.

He thought that his archery skills are rare in the world, and he once competed with Hua Rui in the army, the Hua family's archery skills are unrivaled in the world, and he is no less inferior.

She is Borjijin's princess, who would dare to be rude to her in Borjijin's ruled area?
The corner of Wang Lin's mouth twitched.

The man also seemed to see that Wang Lin was not easy to mess with, and he was not an ordinary person, so he gave Wang Lin a hard look, and then went to the private room next to him, cursing.

Lu Junyi's housekeeper's son?

The majestic king of Dayan County, the former prince of the Song Dynasty, and my protégé, actually blatantly entered and exited brothels and tile houses?

On the official road where the cold wind howled, camel bells swayed constantly, and caravans kept coming and going.

He planned to bring up this matter with Zong Ze tomorrow, and asked Zong Ze to come forward to help Zhao Gou find a suitable marriage candidate.

All kinds of specialties, small commodities and food are dazzling, making Boertai dizzying.

Wang Lin definitely didn't mean to underestimate brothels and those kind of practitioners, and he also knew that it was fashionable and romantic to be a prostitute at this time, but seeing Zhao Gou going in and out of such places, he was still inexplicably annoyed.

The shopkeeper lowered his voice and said: "Guest officer, are you a merchant from another place? Why don't you know this Master Lu? He is the son of Lu Zhong, the chief steward of Luyuan's family in Yuqilin, Hebei Province. His name is Lu Yong, and he is known as Master Lu. He and Yanhou, the Commander of the Jinyi Guard who is next to the Holy One, are considered brothers, and he cannot be provoked... he cannot be provoked."

In fact, for Wang Lin, the time spent hanging out with Bo Ertai is also a rare nap for him to relax physically and mentally.

He stopped Yang Yizhong and a few imperial guards dressed in micro-clothes who had already entered the restaurant with his eyes, and said with a half-smile: "Next, you will probably talk about how tough your backstage is, but I advise you to Don't say it, or... your backstage will be in trouble."

Wang Lin said lightly: "Shopkeeper, who is this person? Why are you so afraid of him?"

She is simple-minded, innocent and romantic, but not a foolish girl with no brains.

Wang Lin frowned tightly.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Wang Lin smiled and said, "Portai, it's getting late, let's go back?"

The man praised, "Tsk tsk, what a beautiful little lady... This is really the first time I've seen you in the city, she's even more attractive than the oiran over there (referring to Baiyulou)..."

As night fell, pedestrians and merchants outside the city began to rush into the city. After all, after a while, the real city gate would be closed.

Wang Lin's complexion changed suddenly.

He swayed, taking advantage of his drunkenness, strode over and sat down at Wang Lin's table.

After Wang Lin ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, he directly abolished the curfew system that was practically useless in the Song Dynasty.

Among the noisy crowd of pleasure-seekers, Wang Lin saw the young Zhao Gou at a glance.

Wang Lin couldn't help smiling when she saw that Boertai was not very good looking, and ignored her.

Accompanied by Yang Yizhong himself, he casually ordered a few Zhending specialties.

Upstairs, the sheng reeds are noisy, the drums are loud, the lights are gazing, and the guests are welcome like ants.

He suddenly remembered that he had neglected the matter.

The two shouted drunkenly: "Who dares to disrespect the brothers of the Lu family? Is this the guts of a bear?"

The shopkeeper thought for a while and then said: "This Baiyulou is the property of Mr. Lu's wife, Mrs. Sun's natal family."

Just like he can't destroy the brothels and houses in this world, there will be no shortage of such local ruffians and bullies everywhere.

The man's eyes widened, he got up suddenly, raised his hand and reprimanded: "Zhi Niang, are you looking for death?"

Wang Lin frowned and shook his head, but now he saw Lu Yong coming out with two men who looked like Jin Yiwei officers.

He turned around slowly, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, he stared coldly at the two Jinyiwei officers who were drunk, and said word by word: "Open your dog eyes and see clearly, do you think I have eaten?" Ambitious leopard guts?"

The two Jinyiwei officers wore jade belts around their waists, obviously their status was not low.

Wang Lin got off his horse and took Bo Ertai's hand, and walked slowly into the city.

This person is dressed in brocade clothes and jade belt, with oily hair and noodles.

She was in the Borjijin tribe in the past, and she had never met anyone who coveted her beauty and disrespected her in public.

Zhao Gou lived in the palace.As the commander of the Imperial Forest Army of the palace guards and the emperor's close minister, Yang Yizhong naturally knew Zhao Gou's whereabouts at his fingertips.

However, considering that Zhending and the surrounding states and cities face the border of the Kingdom of Jin, just in case, the gates of the city will still be closed at nightfall.

Seeing that Bo Ertai was in high spirits, Wang Lin simply walked with her while continuing to visit the night market.

Wang Lin's face was gloomy, and he was slowly controlling his monstrous anger.

Bortai still doesn't understand, this is because he met a street bully who molested his lover on the street.

The man felt a little nostalgic when he saw it.

Wang Lin chuckled, "Looks like I've grown up..."

He waved his hand, and took the inexplicable Bortai letter and walked into a restaurant opposite, ready to have some supper.

Hearing that the emperor was so funny, Yang Yizhong also laughed and said, "Your Majesty, the king of Henan County is old enough to get married."

So the city at night is more lively than during the day.

Bortai, a girl who was born and raised on the grassland and has never been to a place hundreds of miles away from her tribe, sees everything very novel.

Seeing the man turning his face and attacking, the innkeeper in his forties finally couldn't help but come up and bow to each other, trying to smooth things over: "Master Lu, this guest officer, everything is on the side of the shop. ...Today's account will be treated by the small shop..."

This building is carved with beams and painted buildings, extremely luxurious, with three floors high, five floors alternated with each other, and between the five buildings, there are flying bridges and sills.

And the emperor didn't feel bored, so he just stood by with a smile on his face, and the faces of the Imperial Forest Army and Jin Yiwei who were escorting in the dark looked a little weird.

Wang Lin was taken aback.

But she found it very novel.

Steamed mutton, stewed river fish, fried dumpling, sesame fragrant garden, and so on.

The two were talking, and occasionally glanced at Bai Yulou opposite.

But seeing him today, he knew that what he had learned was really nothing in front of the emperor.

The old-fashioned plot and the bridge with missing teeth are really vulgar.Fortunately, he knows that even in Dayan under his own rule, in Zhending City where he resides, it is inevitable that there will be these worldly things.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant sensed that something was wrong here, but he didn't dare to come forward, obviously this guy had a lot of background in Zhending City.

Is Baiyulou Lu Junyi's continuation of Sun's natal family's property?

Bortai nodded obediently, she knew that she couldn't push her forward.

The man raised his thick eyebrows and laughed maniacally: "You are dressed like a human, are you talking to someone?"

This person was about to summon the waiter to serve wine, when he suddenly turned his head and caught a glimpse of Bortai, his eyes narrowed immediately.

In fact, Wang Lin knew that what he said was superfluous, because what he said was basically for nothing.

Yang Yizhong called the clerk to order a jug of wine, Wang Lin poured it himself and drank it himself, before he could eat a few cups, he saw a rough-looking man in his early thirties coming out of the next door.

Wang Lin couldn't help laughing dumbly, feeling that he was too lenient, as if he was too strict with Zhao Gou.

No wonder...the background is indeed not small.

Yang Yi said centrally, it seems that His Majesty dotes on this simple Mongolian woman, maybe this woman will come from behind and become the emperor's favorite concubine, and he will talk about it with his sister in the future.

There was a lot of voices, and pedestrians were like weaving.

Even in the night market, there are many small vendors that cannot be seen during the day.

Yang Yizhong was furious and was about to explode, but Wang Lin waved his hand calmly.

Wang Lin said calmly: "Get out now, I don't care about you."

The store clerk also bowed to the man with a smile on his face, saying no.

At the gate of the largest brothel in Zhending City, named Baiyulou, Wang Lin suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from behind.

There is still a delicate snack in his mouth.

This place does not say "Three Thousand Fendai, Eight Hundred Yanjiao", but gathered the top singing and dancing prostitutes from all over Hebei.

Nightlife is a consumption vehicle to promote the economy. For the sake of so-called safety, it is meaningless to implement a curfew in the city.

The two brocade guards were furious, but their faces turned pale the moment they raised their heads.

He could tolerate some bullying things from the ministers around him, but he absolutely couldn't tolerate the degeneration of Jin Yiwei, whom he had brought as his confidant, to become their running dog and minion!

Wang Lin nodded slowly.

However, the Lu family in Hebei has a clean and upright family style, so how could such a thing come out?

After the caravans from the countries of the Western Regions and Xixia enter the border of Dayan, they will first come to Zhending for transit, and then go to Tokyo and other places in Dayan.

Boertai is beautiful in the sky and has a little exotic style.

Not only ordinary commercial shops will not be closed, restaurants, brothels and tea shops are actually in the prime time of business, and there are many customers.

Among these Hu merchants, there are many foreign people from more distant regions such as Persia and Eurasian countries, with blond hair and blue eyes, and deep-set eye sockets. Bortai watched with relish.

Wang Lin couldn't help laughing.

It's like seeing your child enter an Internet cafe again.

But Wang Lin then saw several familiar figures from behind, they were disciples of Zhang Kui's three great Confucian scholars, who are now Zhending famous scholars.

I heard that recently a peony oiran came to Tokyo and led more than ten beauties to sit in the town, and he seduced local scholars and merchants to flock here.

The shopkeeper desperately winked at Wang Lin.

Bortai ate with gusto, Wang Lin asked Yang Yizhong consciously or unconsciously while eating, "Zhengfu, does Zhao Gou often go out of the palace to visit this kind of place?"

Yang Yizhong bowed and said lightly: "Your Majesty, the Henan County King has come more recently..."

No matter how drunk they were, they still knew the heroic and indifferent face in front of them.

This is Emperor Dayan!

Jin Yiwei swears to defend his master to the death!

The legs of the two Jin Yiwei went limp, they knelt down on the ground in fear, and cried out: "Long live my emperor, the last general deserves death!"

(End of this chapter)