From Xiangzhou, the east road of Shannan, the Han Dynasty went westward, and then continued to go westward, into Liangzhou, the west road of Shannan, and the northward, and the journey was up. After half a month, Tang Li and his party had arrived at Xinfeng County, the gateway of Chang'an.

As a tribute student in Shannanba, he came all the way north and was qualified to enjoy the imperial post station. That morning, Tang Li and the others got up to wash up, left Xinfeng County post station, and rode their horses straight to Chang'an.

Chang'an City is surrounded by Qinling Mountains in the south; it is located in the north, borders Feng and Zaoer Rivers in the west, and relies on the east, and the Ba Rivers in the east, and there is a Ba Bridge on the river.

Shortly after leaving Xinfeng County, Tang Li could vaguely see a wooden broad bridge above the clear water in front of the area, and there were countless willows on the water side of the bridge, but the willow branches were very short, and there was a ten-mile pavilion at the end of the bridge. Many people were cooking tea or warm wine to make a ball.

"Baqiao", the first moment he saw the bridge, Tang Li, who was sitting upright on his horse, couldn't help but utter these two words in his mouth, saying that it was his first time to see this bridge, but it was a thousand years later that he had heard of its name for a long time.

If we talk about the most famous poet of the Tang Dynasty, it is undoubtedly Li Zhexian. However, the most famous bridge in the Tang Dynasty must be the Ba Bridge in front of us, which is ten miles outside Chang'an City. From a distance, there is nothing strange about this bridge, but it is really a great victory in Chang'an. There have always been officials and travelers who travel far away from here. Therefore, at this bridge, 360 days a year, people are almost always like in front of you.

Therefore, on the side of the bridge, many poets have seen guests here, leaving behind countless poems of farewell. After a hundred years of changes, the Ba Bridge is just like the bronze croaker platform built by Cao Cao. It has been abstracted from a simple wooden bridge to a specific cultural symbol. The Tang Dynasty left the horse in front of the horse and truly felt the feeling of getting closer to history.

"The willows are filled with smoke and spring on the Ba Bridge, and they climb and turn into pedestrians every year." After stopping for a moment, murmuring and chanting this poem, Tang Li Fang drove his horse forward, moving closer and closer. The noisy sounds in the distance could be heard, but the willow trees on the side of the bridge ahead were all bare and without branches.

I send you nowhere near and far, and I live with you with my youth

The willow "Liu" is homophonic, and because the willow tree is easy to live and the cuttings can grow. It means "Liu Guest" and the hope that people who travel farewell to the distance can be at peace with each other. Over time, it becomes a custom. When the Tang people bid farewell to their relatives and friends, whether there are other things to give them, a branch of willow is indispensable. It is precisely because of this that the willow branches on the side of Ba Bridge are so bare.

Thinking of these unique customs of the Tang Dynasty in my mind, Tang Li slowly drove his horse through the Ba Bridge, got off his horse across the bridge, walked together in three or five, and heard the sounds and sobbing, and the endless feelings of separation were all included. In this situation, Tang Li couldn't help but think of his relatives in the distance, and the warm courtyard, which naturally gave rise to the thoughts of the village.

He reached out and summoned the big-headed child who was riding the donkey and followed closely. Tang Li, who was impatient with the sorrow of parting, hurriedly led his horse.

Just when the two of them walked half a mile away from Liting, they suddenly heard a pipa sound behind them. Tang Li turned over and looked at the horse, and saw a man in white just passing through Ba Bridge and driving his horse. The man was hanging a long sword on his waist, with his black hair spreading, and he still drank in his own cup. Facing the rising sun on his back, the golden soft light sprinkled a layer of dazzling golden light on the flying black hair, and the strong wind brought by the relaxing horse rolled up violently. His expression of drinking immediately gave him a bit of wild and unrestrained freedom. In short, this person was clearly a perfect combination of vigorous and bold and free and elegant. Although he only saw a back from a distance, Tang Li felt that this person's style could not be seen.

As I watched this person traveling far away, the sound of the pipa in the pavilion became higher and higher. After the wheel fingers were redoubled, he heard a voice with a vast range of voices singing and said, "...How can I urge my eyebrows to bow my back to serve the powerful and unhappy..."

This singer is definitely a national player. As soon as he started, he suppressed the noise of sending people to the side of Ba Bridge, and even more shockedly dispersed countless birds on both sides of the river. When the song was finished, the audience was silent, like Tang Li, immersed in the long songs, feeling the endless anger and arrogance in the lyrics.

The pedestrian immediately heard the song, raised his head and poured all the wine in the cup. He laughed loudly from afar, abandoned the cup on the road, and did not look back. He laughed loudly and urged the horse to move forward. He could only wait for him to disappear and his long song had already been closed.

As the singing stopped, Tang Li's face suddenly turned red, and he blurted out: "Li Bai", and he didn't even say much, so he turned around and rode his horse and ran towards Liting.

As soon as he arrived at the pavilion, he saw the last person in the pavilion stepping onto the car and a thick curtain fell.

Zhuma Changting, Tang Li stared ahead with infinite thoughts in his heart, and let the several cars go away.

After the car left, the noise next to the pavilion gradually recovered. Tang Li, who was not interested, listened to a man in green dressed in a group shirt beside him and sighed: "I just heard that Qinglian was given a gift to return home a few days ago. Today, the exiled immortal has left. Since then, Chang'an has established a few young people. It's a pity, it's a pity!!!". Before the voice was finished, a long sigh rose up slowly.

"I hate Gao Lishi and make trouble, Li Linfu is jealous of the virtuous and capable." After saying these two sentences from the blue companion, he suddenly smiled and said, "It's just that you and my brothers meet today. I'm so lucky to hear the new song of the exiled immortal and the sing of the year of the Turtle, and I'm so lucky!"

Watching the two of them leave with emotion, Tang Li sighed, and it was already a long time before he could return.

Since Tang Li left Xiangzhou that day, the big-headed child A San who was accompanying him was silent as before, following Tang Li with regretful expressions, urging him to walk.

As he moved closer and closer, the sense of danger in Tang Li's heart became more and more intense. When he got out of Xinfeng County in the morning, when he looked at Chang'an City from afar, Tang Li felt more about a magnificent and grandeurous heavy and vastness. When he passed the Ba Bridge, the gray and black city wall that could not see the edge gave Tang Li an incomparable impact with its vastness and majesty.

Along the way, Tang Li had imagined the majesty of Chang'an several times in his heart, but when he saw him personally, he still could not have seen such a city that was ten times larger than the old city of Xi'an in later generations after a thousand years. He only looked at the Mingde Gate directly in front, about twenty feet high, five wide gates with four carriages each standing in a row, with all kinds of people flowing from it, but they all went their own way, and they were endlessly prosperous. At that time, the rising sun was rising, and the thousands of clouds were lit up.

The light shone on the endless city wall, and the gate tower with a glass roof on the city gate reflected a series of golden light. At this time, Chang'an in Tang Li's eyes suddenly turned into a vast golden city that should only appear in the wonderful realm of the fairy mountain. After raising it for a moment, he could no longer bear the golden light and the vicissitudes and heavyness that naturally arise from the ancient capitals of many dynasties. At this point, he could no longer describe the feeling in his heart. After staring for a long time, he murmured to himself: "Chang'an, it is indeed Chang'an..."

It was in this city that Emperor Wu of Han issued an edict that "Those who dare to offend the power of our great Han will be punished even if they are far away." It was also in this city that Emperor Taizong of Tang Li Shimin created the prosperous Zhenguan era and was respected by all races in the world as the "Tian Khan"; now the owner of this city is a generation of style, Li family Sanlang, who brought the Tang Dynasty into its prosperous era. Many times of dynasties, Chang'an witnessed the rise and decline of the Han Dynasty; witnessed the rapid rise and fall of the powerful Sui Dynasty and the same rapid demise; now, it is witnessing the rise and prosperity of the Li Tang Dynasty. Being under the city, Tang Li clearly felt that the step he stepped into the Mingde Gate was truly entering history.

At this time, there were many people who came to the imperial capital of the Tang Dynasty like Tang Li for the first time, but they stopped to enter the city walls and sighed. Among them, there were even many foreigners in different costumes who bowed their heads in front of the city and said "miracles".

Seeing this scene in front of him, Tang Li couldn't help but feel a strong sense of pride in his heart. Even the regret of passing by Li Zhexian just now was diluted a lot. After a long time, he tidied up his clothes and urged his horse to go to Mingde Gate.

After checking the "pass" at the city gate, I passed through the city gate hole that was more than 50 meters long. The first thing that appeared in front of Tang Li was Zhuque Street, which was more than 150 meters wide. There were neatly arranged fang areas on both sides of the spacious street. Neat locust trees were planted on the roadside in front of the house. It was the season when flowers were blooming. When the breeze blew, Chang'an City was shrouded in a rich fragrance of locust flowers, which attracted countless bees and butterflies to fly on it, adding a picture to the noisy Zhuque Street.

At this time, Tang Li only felt that his eyes were not enough. He was full of bustling crowds. It was really like a carriage like a dragon. Naturally, many scholars and other figures walked by in eight-character steps. There were also children from the rich and angry family who roared away with a large group of servants, which attracted passers-by to look at each other. There were Turkish people wearing light fur, braided hair, and black leather boots; Five Heavenly people wearing earrings and shawls; and Central Asian Hu people wearing small sleeves and fur hats with patterns embroidered with silk screens on their fur hats, without any surprise. In just a short time, Tang Li had seen people from dozens of different countries coming and going on the streets of Chang'an.

Tang Li sighed here that Chang'an is worthy of being the capital of thousands of countries. Suddenly a strange fragrance came from his nose. The next moment, a group of horse-riding ladies were passing by him. These women were all wearing beard hats and showed off their faces without any more. In this summer, most of them were wearing golden 300-fold skirts, with only tight palace clothes on their upper body, revealing large pieces of skin. There were also those lively and bold palace clothes on their bodies, made of extremely thin gauze or light appearance, almost half naked, which was really cool. This scene made Tang Li sigh that this kind of dress might have happened in the world where he was born, and the pedestrians on the street seemed to be commonplace and did not think it was strange. People in prosperous times had their mentality and atmosphere.

Walking slowly, Tang Li casually browsed the noisy street scenes on both sides. When he just walked to a corner where the two yards were intersecting, he suddenly heard a loud scream behind him. When he turned his head to look, he saw that the big head A San was hugging a thin man in black. The two of them kneaded their hands and grasped the money bag that Guan Guan gave that day.

Judging from this situation, it was clearly the man in black who stole his money bag, but was seen by the big head San behind him. He was not very quarreled, so he didn't shout, so he went forward and hugged the person first.

The man was eager to escape, but A San hugged him very tightly. In a hurry, he waved his hand and beat him. Zhi, the seemingly thin child, was stubborn and tight, and he let him punch and kick him, but he still refused to let go.

When Tang Li saw this, he turned around and left. Before he could get close to the two of them, he heard a loud roar, "Ba, Lin Jiu doesn't stop!" Before the voice went away, the crowd separated and a long-shaped man with a thick beard came out.

Lin Jiuyi, wearing black clothes, suddenly changed his expression when he saw this person. He was about to slap A San and suddenly retracted his hand. He shouted in panic: "Hei... Brother Hei Tian... Why are you... old man here?"

"You Lin Jiu is brave enough to break my rules. How can I not come?" He walked towards Lin Jiu with a sharp smile on his face. The long-body and thick-bearded man had taken off his thin summer shirt, revealing his muscles and upper body. It is not surprising that this person is strong and tattooed on his body is a common custom of the Tang Dynasty. But what surprised Tang Li the most was that the twelve seal characters "I am not afraid of Jingzhao Yin in my life, and I am not afraid of King Yama when I die."

The twelve seal characters in Hei Tian should be made of pigeon blood patterns. These tattoos are not obvious on weekdays. However, once you drink or get angry, the qi and blood accelerate, and the pigeon blood tattoo will suddenly turn into a bright red like drops of blood, striking the eyes.

The tattoo has turned blood red, and the black sky with a sharp smile on her face has stepped forward, bringing a fierce momentum toward Lin Jiu. In the crowd, there are constant exclamations of the "Black Heaven King" coming out of the crowd.

Before Hei Tian could approach the five steps before he stepped closer to his front, Lin Jiu, whose teeth were trembling, said in a trembling voice: "Hei... Brother Hei Tian... dare not taint your hands, you can do it according to the rules."

After saying this, Lin Jiu did not wait for the reply. After letting go of Asan, he trotted two steps in front of Tang Li who was leading the horse, knelt on the ground with a thud, holding the money bag back in his hands.

Tang Li reached out to take it, and then saw Lin Jiu grabbing the ground with his head, and the "puffed" sound made six consecutive kowtows.

Tang Li was surprised to see this scene. Who knew that Lin Jiu had not gone far away after getting up. He looked for a bluestone on the street. As the crowd was watching, he slammed hard at his right hand. With just a moment, his skin was already trembling. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he turned his head and saw that Hei Tian had no expression on his face. So he gritted his teeth and smashed it down again in the screams of the onlookers.

"Stop!" After witnessing this bloody scene happening in front of him, Tang Li was stunned and immediately stopped him.

However, Lin Jiu ignored his words. After the second blow, he still looked at Hei Tian. Seeing that he still had no expression on his face, he actually raised a stone and smashed it. By the third blow, his right hand had already burst into flesh and blood, and the white bones could be seen faintly.

The whole place was silent. After the Black Heaven King nodded slightly, he untied a black cloth money bag from his waist and threw it to Lin Jiuqian, who was covered in cold sweat. "This money is for healing injuries, and then you go to the Jiumei to get the medicine for injury." After saying this, the strange-named Black Heaven left with his clothes. Wherever he went, the crowd naturally made a way.

"Thank you, the King of Heaven." After Lin Jiu trembled and thanked her, he picked up the black cloth bag with his left hand. He didn't look at Tang Li and the others and took his hands away.

"Does it hurt?", the crowd dispersed, and Tang Li squatted and stroked the purple piece on A San's face, and asked softly.

Shaking his head, A San didn't say anything.

Fortunately, Tang Li had already been accustomed to this along the way. After taking out the necessary injury medicine from his bag and applying it to A San, the two continued to move forward.

While walking, Tang Li still recalled everything he had seen just now, looking at the power of the man and the tattoo between his arms, and looking at his last actions, he must have been the leader of the black forces in Chang'an City, but in Tang poetry, they had another name - "Rank Xia'er".

"The store is affordable, the room is 250 yuan per day; the room is 120 yuan per day; the room is 70 yuan per day; the room is 70 yuan per day. Of course, the store is the cheapest. It only takes 30 yuan per night, but no one is serving you, so you have to come by yourself!" The boss of the casual inn was very soft, but the price of the room was hard and tight. There was no room for giving back.

At this point, Tang Li finally understood the meaning of the saying "The prices in Chang'an are high, and it is not easy to live in a big place." But after searching all the way, he also knew that the price was indeed "moderate" in Chang'an. He didn't say more now, and took out 70 cents to book a herringbone room. The utensils were furnished, but fortunately they were clean.

After calming down, I washed up a little, and just sat in the lobby and waited for dinner, I heard the fat shopkeeper looking at the store door and sneering: "Ke-kun Qian, you are always as talented as Wu Xing. When will you pay back the money you owed to the store..."

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There are so many poisons, and they are now uploading in Internet cafes!
Chapter completed!