nanming man

Chapter 763
The city of Nanjing is prosperous like a dragon, and the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties has countless romantic affairs.

Just after the fifth watch, the sky turned a fishy white, and the sun rose in the east, illuminating Xuanwu Lake sparklingly, and the majestic Nanjing City was covered with a golden border by the sunlight.

In today's world, which city is the largest and most prosperous city in the world, Nanjing is the safest and safest city. Compared with Paris, London and Nanjing, they are not even worthy of carrying shoes.

Nanjing is the largest city wall in ancient China and the largest city wall in the world.

In the Ming Dynasty, the circumference of an ordinary county town was only seven or eight miles, the capital city was more than ten miles, and the largest provincial capital was only more than 20 miles, and even Beijing was only 48 miles. , Miyagi, in which the perimeter of Waiguo is claimed to be 180 miles, but it is actually 120 miles.

In ancient times, Nanjing can be said to be an unparalleled city. Anyone who saw it would be overwhelmed and couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration. However, envoys from ordinary small countries only need to see the majestic city to be overwhelmed by the heavenly kingdom.

In the early morning, Xia Wanchun came out of his house, ready to go to the Yamen to work.

He was the number one scholar in the new department of the Nanjing court in the fourth year of Jianzhang. He was highly valued by Zhu Cihong and was awarded the official title of the military department.

In the court, his mentor Chen Zilong, as a member of the imperial party, had already become a servant of the official department. His father Xia Yunyi was also an official worshiped as the magistrate of Suzhou. The pillar of the country, the talent of Zaifu.

At this time, he walked to the street, and the city of Nanjing had come to life, and many officials and minor officials in each workshop came out of their respective courtyards.

Xia Wanchun's house is near Jilong Mountain, with Sitiantai to the north, Drum Tower to the west, Guozijian to the south, and Dajiaochang to the east.

He walked south along Chengxian Street between the Imperial College and the school yard. The supervisors in the Imperial College had already started their morning reading, and the sound of reading could be heard from it. I saw that the soldiers holding the Japanese army were practicing.

Normally, the Imperial Army would not go out to exercise so early. People walking on the street talked a lot, and some people stopped to watch for a while, but Xia Wanchun kept walking. He was in the Ministry of War, and he knew that it was because the Emperor wanted to inspect the Imperial Army, so the Imperial Army approached. It took a few days to practice non-stop.

At this time, he walked south to the end of Chengxian Street, and then he arrived at Taiping Street, which runs from east to west.

The yamen of the Nanjing imperial court are all in the imperial city, and the emperor lives in the palace city. The east end of Taiping Street is the imperial city.

Because thousands of officials, petty officials, and military academies had to be on duty in the imperial city, restaurants and teahouses began to appear on both sides of Taiping Street near the imperial city.

The city of Nanjing is very vast, with many streets, but not every street can be used for business. The government has a clear division between residential squares and commercial squares.

At this time, Xia Wanchun walked into Taiping Street, and saw steaming heat beside the small shops on the street, many people were sitting at the tables along the street, porridge, rice, snacks, meat and vegetable snacks, tea and soup, all of them were rich and thrifty.

The people who eat breakfast here are not only the clerks of the yamen, but also many ordinary Nanjing citizens. They all have their own livelihoods in the city. For convenience, they all go out to fill their stomachs. It doesn't matter, it can be regarded as a characteristic of Jiangnan capital after it sprouted.

At this time, Nanjing was as prosperous as Bianliang, the capital of the Song Dynasty. After waking up to the clear voice of the time teller every morning, the residents of the city went to work on their own livelihoods after breakfast outside.

Ordinary people in Nanjing do not turn on the stove in the morning, and you can buy some pancakes for a few pennies, and you can buy breakfast such as noodles, rice noodles, and porridge for more than ten pennies.

In the Song Dynasty, after the evolution of Chinese society was interrupted, hundreds of years later, Jiangnan in the Ming Dynasty evolved again to this crossroads. Should it cross the past, enter the commodity society, and start a larger-scale capital sprout, or be strangled again? It depends on God's will.

Xia Wanchun was walking on the street, and at the noodle stall next to him, the dough was being slapped, and the hot pork noodles were brought to the diners all night, and the aroma wafted over, making him feel a little hungry immediately.

However, Xia Wanchun didn't find a place to sit down on the street, but walked into a restaurant he often went to.

He is an official of the imperial court, and his family is a big gentry and landlord in the southeast. His family is well-off, and he usually eats in better places.

In front of the restaurant, a flag sticks out of the street, with Jiangdonglou written on it, and a big "food" guise hangs below it, and the next few restaurants also look ordinary, Xiao Si stands at the door and works hard to receive the guests.

When Xiaosi saw Xia Wanchun, he immediately came up to him with a smile on his face. The shopkeeper looked up and greeted Xia Wanchun, "Is Xia Shi still the third child?"

Xia Wanchun nodded, then walked up to the second floor very familiarly, and sat down at a seat by the window. Xiao Si quickly wiped the table and went down to urge the food to be served.

The breakfast food in this restaurant is very rich, including chaos, shrimp and eel noodles, chicken noodle, fragrant cake, chrysanthemum cake, short cake, sesame seed cake, etc. There are more than ten kinds, but every time Xia Wanchun comes, he always has a bowl of shrimp Eel noodles, a plate of chrysanthemum cake, and a shortbread.

Xiaosi retreated, Xia Wanchun moved his eyes to the hall, there were already several tables of guests in the building, including officials and wealthy people, there was an old man playing an erhu in the corner, a girl of fourteen or five years old, using Wu Nong Ruanyu sang a ditty.

Soon Xiaosi brought the food. The shrimp and eel noodles were steaming white. The white noodles were covered with delicious shrimps and rice field eels, sprinkled with green onion, which whetted the appetite.

Xia Wanchun pushed the chrysanthemum cake and shortbread aside, put the noodle bowl in front of him, first stirred it with chopsticks, and was about to pick it up and put it into his mouth, when suddenly the voices of several people coming to the table came to his ears.

"Brother Dai, it is said that Huang Taiji's son rebelled. He established slavery and internal strife. The Western Wei Dynasty raised 30 troops. He wants to take this opportunity to recover Beijing. What do you think?"

"I think this time Jiannu is probably over. There are only more than [-] of them in total. In recent years, tens of thousands must have died! It is said that not long ago, Jiannu lost tens of thousands in Guanzhong, and they are almost dead. If you are a man, and you still fight among yourself, you will definitely be wiped out by the king of Wei."

"That's how I see it. They say that Hu Wu has a hundred years of luck. I didn't expect the establishment of a slave to be completed so quickly."

The other person lowered his voice and said, "Tell me, if the Western Wei Dynasty captured Beijing, would the King of Wei proclaim himself emperor and then go south~"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

The people at the table were silent for a while, but someone couldn't help but said: "I think it's very possible. I don't know if the court can stop it then!"

"I see Xuan, alas, I hope we don't suffer from military disasters!"

Several people were discussing, but they didn't notice that Xia Wanchun had got up and walked over.

"Where did you hear these news?" Xia Wanchun asked with a serious face.

Several people at the table were taken aback. Seeing that he was wearing an official uniform, they became even more terrified. One of them hurriedly stood up and confessed: "My lord, we didn't say anything!"

Xia Wanchun's face turned cold, "Do you want me to put you in prison before you tell the truth?"

Several people at the table bowed down in panic and begged for mercy, and one of them said, "My lord, we all heard from the businessmen who went to the Western Wei Dynasty."

Xia Wanchun frowned slightly, "Why didn't the court hear about such a big matter."

"According to the grain merchants who came back from the Western Wei Dynasty, the Western Wei Dynasty seems to be tightly sealed, and it seems that they don't want the court to know. The grassroots also listened to the story, and I hope you will forgive me~"

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