Pei Min and Zhang Xuyi left Jie County, headed south from Fengling Ferry, passed Tongguan and entered Guanzhong, and walked east along the official road. There were pedestrians on the road, and there were constant noises. Pedestrians from all walks of life traveled to Chang'an, and they could not see the edge.

When Pei Min went south to practice riding, he walked many paths. When there was no path to walk, he also walked many official paths. Compared with the two, the gap is completely unreasonable.

I am more looking forward to Chang'an, which is so close to you.

Zhang Xu was riding a mule beside him. At this moment, he was completely different from the drunkard. He wore a purple robe inside, a flat-headed figure, a sword hanging on his waist, and a green windbreaker on his face. He looked energetic, and he was like a drunken smell when he was in the first meeting in Jie County. In addition, the black ink had already changed his appearance as if he had been transformed, and he had become a graceful Confucian scholar.

A few days ago, after Zhang Xu finished washing up and changing into this outfit, Pei Min almost couldn't recognize him.

Seeing Pei Min's expression, Zhang Xu smiled knowingly and said, "When I first walked on this official road leading to Chang'an, my mood was exactly the same as Brother Pei now. I was thinking about how majestic and prosperous Chang'an was, and fantasized about its appearance. As a person who has experienced it, I advise Brother Pei to say not to think about it randomly. Even if you think too much, Chang'an will always be more majestic and prosperous than you imagined."

Pei Min was a little unbelievable. At least he had the 20th century of experience. How could Chang'an be able to live up to his understanding? However, Zhang Xu's words made him feel more full of yearning for Chang'an, and he couldn't help but raise his whip.

After receiving instructions from his master, Orimao took steps and accelerated the pace. With just a few steps, she left Zhang Xu behind.

Zhang Xu shouted anxiously: "Brother Pei, wait for me, I can't run away from your horse."

Facts have proved that Zhang Xu is right. Even though Pei Min has seen the towering height of the Oriental Pearl Tower, the spectacular Three Gorges Dam, and the magic of Jiaozhou Bay Cross-Sea Bridge, it is a inferior product compared to the Chang'an City in front of him.

Pei Min, who walked into Chang'an City, jumped to the well for the first time, making the sky high and the earth thicker.

The chessboard-style streets are wide and straight, and the left and right streets are arranged north and south, east and west, vertical, straight and upright, wide and open-minded. At this moment, the population of Chang'an City has exceeded one million. On the streets, you can see at least several yellow and blue-eyed Hu people. Especially the surrounding wine shops, all kinds of charming Hu girls are wearing exposed coats and enthusiastically attracting customers outside the store. Compared with the brothels in Jicheng, they are open to attract passers-by, and many men who are fascinated can't help but go into the store.

What Pei Min most admired was that the engineers who designed Chang'an designed the drainage system and greening of each street. Each street in the city has drainage ditches on both sides, and locust elm planted around it. It is winter now, and the leaves have long withered, but you can imagine how green trees are in the spring and summer.

In this era when industrial chemical pollution has not yet existed, it is enough to pay so much attention to environmental greening.

Walking on the streets of Chang'an, Pei Min sincerely experienced the greatness of the ancients. Such a great country and such a great country, how can it be detrimental to the top of the world and enjoy the congratulations from all directions?

Pei Min suddenly felt a little passionate, thinking that if he could use his own strength to make the prosperous Tang Dynasty stronger, no longer have the Turkish attacks, no longer have the defeat of Talas, and even no longer have the Anshi Rebellion. If the prosperous Tang Dynasty lasted for a hundred years, it would be a waste of himself to come to this world and go on to the death.

Pei Min looked around and looked at him with great eyes. Zhang Xu led the way but walked very quickly. Before he knew it, he had already arrived at the long street where He Zhizhang was located in the west of the city.

Zhang Xu, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped and looked ahead strangely.

Pei Min looked forward and saw a city in front of him. Many young scholars lined up with manuscripts in hand and handed them to the steward.

Zhang Xu thought about it and turned around and left.

Pei Min didn't understand why and was waiting to be asked.

They came to their backs, and they were middle-aged officials. When he saw Zhang Xu, he immediately turned over and got off the horse, trotted to Zhang Xu's mule, reached out to catch the reins and said, "Where is Brother Zhang going, I will come to my mansion, and there is no reason to let you leave. Let's go back to my mansion and go back to my mansion. We will drink another 300 cups and ask for a drunk together."

As he said that, he pulled the reins and turned around again without waiting for Zhang Xu to refuse...

Pei Min looked at the middle-aged official and there was no doubt that he should be He Zhizhang. Pei Min was a long-standing famous name for He Zhizhang. His favorite poet Du Fu had a poem called the Eight Immortals Song in Drinking. He was talking about eight alcoholic drinkers in Chang'an City. At that time, people were called the Eight Immortals in Drinking. Among them, He Zhizhang was ranked first, and Zhang Xu, who had just made friends with him, was also one of them.

He Zhizhang is tall, thin and upright, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but there are slight wrinkles on the corners of his eyes. His selves are tilted outwards on his left and right lips, his chin and beard are like willows growing to his chest. His neat official uniform looks particularly energetic.

Pei Min dismounted and bowed, "I was born in a favorable position in my later years. I have met Dr. He!" In the Tang Dynasty, it was not popular to call officials as adults. There were only ones that really used adults. My father said that he felt like he was a father. He was called an adult indiscriminately. He was called an official by ordinary surnames and his official position, or respectfully called him a certain official, just like Wang Xizhi, and people in the world called him Wang Youjun.

Pei Min didn't know that He Zhizhang had been promoted to the examination master, and only thought that he was still the doctor Taichang that Zhang Xu mentioned, so he called him Dr. He.

He Zhizhang was stunned for a moment, looked at him for a few more times, and said with a smile: "Go back home with me."

When the students who sent out the poems from outside the palace saw that He Zhizhang was walking for Zhang Xu, they were stunned and made way for him and said, "Host He."

He Zhizhang nodded and returned the gift, but did not make much contact.

After entering the hall, He Zhizhang laughed and said, "When the drinker is here, how can he not have wine? The person who comes, soy wine, I want to drink three hundred cups of wine with Brother Zhang and his new little brother."

Zhang Xu said unexpectedly: "If you don't have to drink it quickly, Brother He, please see what I said?" He said smugly and took out his masterpiece and handed it to He Zhizhang.

He Zhizhang took it carefully, opened the copybook, and looked at the majestic and powerful King of Qin. He stood there on the spot, his eyes were shocked and he was fully visible. In just over twenty words, he looked back and forth dozens of times, and sighed: "Brother Zhang wrote like a god, and he was convinced by his brother, and he was ashamed of himself." He paused and said: "Brother, I love this copybook for my brother, how about giving it to me?"
Chapter completed!