fifth form

Chapter 133
Having seen the prosperity of a modern metropolis, it is difficult to marvel at a big city with low productivity.

But Zhang Xuezhou was still impressed by Chang'an City.

In this city, there are too many ingenious handicrafts.

This is a huge city built entirely by manpower, and everything is ingenious.

This even includes the city walls constructed of mud bricks and bluestones. Various portraits, chariots, and characters are carved on these walls, as if telling stories one by one.

The thick city wall firmly wraps the entire city, and also brings people who are stable in the town.

In Chang'an City, the flow of people passing through is like ants moving, and the scale is at least dozens of times larger than that in Rong City.

This is an extremely scary figure.

It was the first time Zhang Xuezhou saw so many people in this world.

The continuous flow of people also made the guards at the towers of Chang'an City look strict, and there were hundreds of guards inspecting the 'Jie'.

Hearing Zhang Qian mentioned that there are twelve city gates in Chang'an City, and the gate they are currently passing through is only one of them, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but feel emotional.

"Our Han Dynasty is so prosperous, with a steady stream of logistical supplies, given time, it will be difficult for the Vicious Kingdom to persist!"

"Wars don't depend entirely on supplies!"

Zhang Qian forced a smile and replied.

He submitted the current 'section', but the guard who checked the 'section' did not give guidance.

According to the normal process, he sent the carrier pigeon in advance, and Jing Zhaoyin in Chang'an City would have preset arrangements no matter how busy he was.

But right now, he was allowed to travel freely to Chang'an City to do business, or Zhang Qian missed the date, or Jing Zhaoyin didn't take the pigeon they sent the message seriously.

Zhang Qian didn't know what kind of situation he was facing now.

He placed the horse in the stable, and then had to lead Zhang Xuezhou into Chang'an City.

"Are we going directly to Jing Zhaoyi's mansion?"

Hearing Zhang Qian's description of the related troubles, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help asking.

He hadn't thought of coming to Chang'an City at all, seeing that Zhang Qian couldn't accomplish anything, he felt a little joy in his heart.

"I can't go directly to Jing Zhaoyi's mansion. I have to post a post first. After passing the message, Jing Zhaoyi thinks he needs to see me, so he will have someone summon me." Zhang Qian said helplessly: "Pass the sign to Beijing. It will take at least three days for Zhaoyi to check, so we can only wait!"

"Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry." Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand and said, "You have arranged someone to translate for me. The owner of the business group will be here for at least two months. I can afford to wait."

"But I can't afford to wait," Zhang Qian said melancholy: "Without the government's arrangement, I have to pay for the hotel privately. If I stay in Chang'an City for three days, I will lose at least one month's salary!"

"The prices in Chang'an City are really high!"

Zhang Xuezhou sighed with emotion.

There is no need for him to pay for it right now, so Zhang Xuezhou has no psychological pressure.

However, the high prices in Chang'an City made it impossible for an officer like Zhang Qian to bear it, which made Zhang Xuezhou sigh that life in the city was not easy.

He even lamented the salary level of the Western Region Military Region.

At the beginning, Zhang Xuezhou thought that the military region would be a good place to get ahead when he heard Yi Sheng recommend the various high schools in the military region, but seeing Zhang Qian's embarrassment, he immediately faded away the idea of ​​​​the military region's development.

As a general with a high title, Zhang Qian looked shabby when he came to Chang'an City, let alone a big soldier.

At this time, Zhang Xuezhou understood why Zhang Chong, who had been a leader for more than ten years, failed to make him a rich second generation.

According to the treatment level of the military region, it is a bit difficult to make a fortune.

This is still the case for making a fortune, but it must be even more difficult than the practice of making a fortune.

The reason why the military region produces talents is more due to the huge population base. If there are too many people, there will always be some outstanding people emerging.

Zhang Xuezhou was intimidated at the beginning, thinking that the development of the military region was very good.

When his knowledge continues to grow, he can already make a certain distinction.

Even Zhang Xuezhou is involuntarily shabby now, but compared to many others, his qualifications are already extremely high.

At least Zhang Xuezhou's current practice conditions are no different from those of Wu Chao, the fourth prince of the fierce country, and his achievements far exceed those of officers like Zhang Qian.

After thinking about it, he realized that he had almost reached the top without knowing it.

Apart from the fear of his life, he has nothing else to criticize.

Starting from the small mountain village of Zhangjiazhuang, the route Zhang Xuezhou took seemed bumpy, but he directly completed many routes that were only possible after studying for several years, more than ten years, or even half a lifetime.

Just by obtaining the law of entry, he was at least three or five years ahead of Zhang Longgong and Zhang Cigong's plans.

And stepping into the holy land to practice, this is to go through the back door among the thousands of young people in the fierce country, directly occupying one of the three candidates.

The things he didn't take seriously in the past have actually crossed the family background and efforts of too many people, and they are no different from the top group of people.

Zhang Xuezhou previously believed that the Golden Toad Dharma King had trained him extensively, but now that he thinks about it, the Golden Toad Dharma King's approach is quite kind.

It's just that Zhang Xuezhou met a bad person and met a teacher who likes to kill students, otherwise Zhang Xuezhou's life in the Holy Land would be very comfortable.

He and Zhang Qian came to Chang'an City and compared them again, only then did they realize that their chances and chances were already against the sky.

This made Zhang Xuezhou feel more at ease, and felt that mixing with Wuchao might not be a dead end.

He relaxed his mind and followed Zhang Qian around, trying his best to get over this troublesome thing on his body.

On the first day of staying in the inn, Zhang Qian talked and laughed.

On the second day after staying in the inn, Zhang Qian was in no mood to talk, and kept walking back and forth in the inn.

On the third day after staying in the inn, Zhang Qian couldn't help but left the inn, and took Zhang Xuezhou to the outside of Jingzhaoyi's mansion.

But unfortunately, Jingzhaoyi Mansion is not a place where everyone can enter.

There is only one Jingzhaoyi Mansion in the huge Chang'an City, which governs the huge capital city and surrounding areas. It is impossible for people to come in and out freely like the Rongcheng Yamen.

Jingzhaoyi Mansion occupies a very large area, and it is divided into eight areas, involving 64 public affairs-related processing, and all operations need to follow the rules.

The sign submitted by Zhang Qian leads to the important military office of Jingzhaoyi Mansion, but until now there is still no response, even the door cannot be entered.

Or the sign was too far behind and suppressed, or there were too many disciples involved in the Yin Yang family recently, and the Jingzhaoyi Mansion did not pay enough attention to his report.

The time dragged on to the third day, and Zhang Qian hadn't been interviewed yet.

"Too much bureaucracy!"

Zhang Qian pointed to the Jingzhaoyi Mansion and said something extremely bitter.

By the fourth day in the inn, Zhang Qian's face had already turned dark.

On the fifth day, Zhang Qian had already started to sell some of his valuables.

"Can't wait like this any longer!"

On the sixth day at the inn, Zhang Qian took Zhang Xuezhou with him.

"What's wrong? Are we going back to Yanmen Gate?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"Brother, you have to make sure that you really learned the art of cultivation from Chang Bugui," Zhang Qian said with a face full of pain.

"Yes, I learned a copy of "The Nine Heavens Curse of Yin Yang Great Compassion". The inheritance originated from Taoist Nine Feet. This can't be wrong!"

Zhang Xuezhou patted his chest, the confidence of the guarantee made Zhang Qian feel at ease a lot.

"The Jingzhaoyi Mansion probably missed my sign." Zhang Qian said in a deep voice, "If we don't go directly to Yanmen Pass, we have only one way out!"

He wanted to take Zhang Xuezhou's credit to get promoted in the military region, and even step into the imperial court, but Zhang Qian realized that he was thinking too much.

A small military officer like him is soft-spoken, and the Jingzhaoyi Mansion doesn't take him seriously at all.

He didn't get any rewards now, but he already got two months' salary.

Zhang Qian felt that it would be impossible to go on like this.

Heartbroken, he turned his gaze to the imperial city area.

The Jingzhaoyi Mansion refused to deal with his affairs, so Zhang Qian had no choice but to bypass this functional department and seek help from a higher department.

He couldn't even enter Jingzhaoyi Mansion, let alone enter and leave the palace to see Emperor Jing.

Zhang Qian set his sights on the prince who was rumored to be sympathetic to the people.

(End of this chapter)