The two passed through Nanshi, passed the archway, and finally arrived at Tailongfang.
Han You clicked his tongue and marveled. Perhaps all the nobles of the Zhou Dynasty gathered here. Just looking at the mansions, they were all magnificent. Even the main entrance and courtyard walls were decorated with red and green inscriptions.
The two of them walked straight forward. Prince You's Mansion was located at the innermost side, with pavilions stacked on top of each other, and the gilded plaques were dazzling with golden light.
There were two guards outside the palace gate carrying swords. Before Han You could get close, they were already holding the handles of their swords with their right hands, their eyes sharp.
Wang Hai walked over quickly and clasped his fists: "Please tell me, sir, that Han You, the son of Lord Yin Han of Jingzhao Mansion, wants to see His Highness Prince You."
"The son of Fu Yin?"
The two guards looked at each other, and the man on the left said loudly: "Do you have a greeting?"
"I haven't submitted the sticker yet. My young master is..."
The guard interrupted: "Since there is no greeting card, please ask someone to see you. If you submit the card, your Highness will find someone to inform you. Don't linger in front of the palace."
Wang Hai looked troubled and looked back at Han You.
The guards did not make things difficult for them. In ancient times, when visiting someone, one had to give, hand over, and present a greeting card. The host could only enter the house after he approved.
Of course, there are people. Let’s take Han You’s cheap dad. When he went to the principal’s house to apologize, there was no greeting card but there was a big ear card.
Han You is a scholar and has no fame. Let alone him, even when his father comes, he has to submit a greeting letter first.
Scratching the back of his head, Han You asked: "The King of Hell is nice to meet, but the kid is difficult to deal with. Do you want to put some money in?"
The guard on the left was very angry. How about avoiding some people? We both heard it.
Wang Hai didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "The guards of the palace are not ordinary servants. How can they accept some money just for convenience?"
Han You stepped forward: "Two eldest brothers, if I give you two hundred coins each, please help me report it, is that okay?"
The guard sneered repeatedly: "What do you say, get away."
Han You: "Five hundred coins per person, is it okay?"
The guard was unmoved: "What do you think!"
Han You: "One person is consistent, can it be done?"
Guard: "What do you think?"
Han You: "I can't find the banknotes I have on me. Can I issue an IOU first?"
Guard: "Get out!"
Han You took Wang Hai back a few steps in frustration, and the two guards were ready to draw their swords.
The two guards were not doing it because of their duties, but they were simply unhappy with Han You.
This is the first time I've ever seen someone put money into the office and issue an IOU in advance.
Wang Hai had a sad face: "What should I do? Or go back to the mansion first and write a greeting letter before coming back?"
Han You shook his head and pointed to the wall of the palace: "Go and stay there for a while. If you are lucky, if the prince comes out, we will rush over to beg for mercy."
"Don't say it's a joke."
Wang Hai was startled. If he rushed over directly, he would probably be stabbed to death as an assassin.
"Let's squat first."
Han You was also cruel. He risked his life for his father and for everyone in the Han family to avoid being implicated. If he could see the Ninth Prince, he would directly pounce on him and kneel down to lick him.
Although the man has gold under his knees, he also wants to understand that this is the way this fucking world is. Dignity is the most worthless thing. Besides, it is for daddy, so there is no harm in kneeling down. There is no psychological burden. I am afraid. I'm afraid I won't even have a chance to kneel down.
Just like that, the two of them walked to the courtyard wall and squatted there like a gangster.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he squatted down, the guard came over holding the handle of the knife, giving him a cold look on his face.
Han You raised his head: "What's wrong?"
The guard looked wary: "What are you waiting for here?"
"Squat down...no, enjoy the cool air, or something."
"You two..." The guard looked Han You up and down: "Are you an assassin who wants to do something evil to my Highness?"
"Brother, you bought your employment license from a telephone pole. Have you ever seen an assassin squatting in front of the palace, so conspicuous that he didn't even carry a weapon?"
"Ha." The guard sneered: "The so-called assassins are unpredictable, unpredictable, and go against the grain. If you can tell at a glance that you are harboring evil intentions, what kind of assassin is that?"
Han You nodded subconsciously: "It makes sense."
"Get away."
The guard waved his hand impatiently and looked at Wang Hai: "If it weren't for the way you walk, sit and lie down, you must be a soldier of our generation. How could you be so good-natured and good-natured with the two of you? You would have already been so sneaky just by looking at you. Draw your sword and face each other."
Wang Hai couldn't help but ask: "Have you ever been in the army?"
"It's natural." The guard bowed his hands in the direction of the palace: "In the fourth year of Jiasheng, I guarded Huangsha Pass with the current emperor for more than half a year. I served as the vanguard of the defeated Liang bandits, and then went out to pursue and suppress the defeated army. For six days and seven nights, , the vast yellow sand never sleeps and kills seventeen enemies."
Wang Hai slapped his thigh: "The one who came out to chase the vanguard army was Xiaowuying. Are you from the Wuying army?"
"Only the frontier army calls Xiaowu Camp a military camp." The guard's expression changed slightly: "Are you also a veteran of the frontier army?"
Wang Hai was excited and suddenly stood up: "Do you know me well, old dog, the commander of the army on the right side of the military camp?"
The guard looked confused: "Old...General Gou is my brother Shangguan. Only the sixth-rank generals in the army call General Gou this way. Brother, you are..."
"Do you know Huang Bao?"
The guard nodded repeatedly: "General Guerrilla, General Huang is the superior officer of the Goujiang Army. Are you an old acquaintance of General Huang?"
"General Gou, General Huang, hehe." Wang Hai smiled proudly: "I don't know any of them, I just heard what others said."
Guard: "..."
Han You, who was squatting on the ground, took a deep look at Wang Hai. It turned out that this kid was not just angry at himself, but had always been like this.
Although there was no friendship, at least the guard was able to let down his guard.
Seeing that Han You looked like a weak girl, and Wang Hai was in the military, the guards didn't want to cause trouble.
"If you really want to see my Highness, then just wait."
The guard lowered his voice: "My Highness has been in a bad mood these past few days. He occasionally wanders out of the house at night. If you are lucky, you can see him. If you see him, please don't bump into my Highness. There is one more thing, here This is the palace, you two are too conspicuous, so retreat a little and stay on the wall of the side courtyard, take your leave."
Wang Hai thanked him repeatedly. After the guards left, Han You said, "Let's take the baggage and go to Nanshi. Find a place that sells books. Let them take a look at the stories copied in the baggage and ask them if they want to buy it."
"What's the price?"
"Thirty cents, give me thirty cents for selling a series. We don't care who he copies from and how much it costs. Just give me thirty cents for selling a series."
Wang Hai yelled, picked up the bag and ran away. He just ran a dozen steps and was stunned. He suddenly remembered that he hadn't asked what the "series" meant, but then he thought about it. If someone had collected the book, he would definitely know.
Just like that, Wang Hai left, and Han You continued to squat in the corner.
After glancing at the sun, Han You walked back along the courtyard wall.
The sun was scorching, cicadas were chirping, and Han You squatted down against the wall. Han You felt a little sleepy and yawned widely.
Holding his legs, he felt a little nostalgic for the life in the future.
After traveling for more than a month, he still couldn't adapt to ancient life.
The environment of the Zhou Dynasty was a bit similar to that of the Sui Dynasty, and so was the political environment. Beijing was better. After all, it was at the feet of the emperor. If there was peace, it was only the whitewashed peace in Beijing.
The government officials in various states are corrupt, and the wealthy families are as domineering as the local emperors, which seriously hinders the development of local economy. The farther away from the capital, the more miserable the people are. The country has a population of more than 40 million and more than 40 million people. Nine out of ten people are living in dire straits.
Sighing silently, Han You felt that he had no ambition.
Look at his fellow travelers, look at those time travellers, who doesn’t have the ambition to move the world? Look at him, he still hasn’t figured out how many gates there are in Beijing, and he still has to worry about his father.
While he was thinking wildly, a small figure jumped down from the wall, startling Han You.
The one who jumped down was a child, who looked to be about eleven or twelve years old. He was wearing a white shirt and trousers. He had a strong body, obviously much stronger than his peers, and he was carrying a soft cloth bag on his shoulders.
The baggage was not tied tightly, and the jewels that leaked out were all gold and silver ornaments.
One big and one small, the two looked at each other.
Han You raised his eyebrows: "A thief?"
The little boy's eyes lit up: "Assassin?"
"You're such an assassin."
Han You was so angry that ancient times were no better than modern times. If someone called him an assassin, it would be easy to send them where he was in the next second.
The little boy was very excited, and seemed to have determined that Han You was the assassin. He let out a haha, threw away the baggage, and put on a posture.
"The bold assassin has evil intentions and dares to hide here in broad daylight to do evil. He will die!"
Han You was overjoyed: "The tadpole has a frog tattoo on its body, so you show off your mother."
After saying that, Han You kicked the kid and stared at him, but just as he was about to call the guards, he broke into a cold sweat.
Because this damn kid bit Han You on the thigh.
