Yisi, the tenth day of the second month of the first year of Yuanyou.

Zhao Xu got up early in the morning and put on the crimson gauze robe that the Queen Mother had knitted for him. Under the service of the female officials, he put on a special crown.

It took more than a quarter of an hour to pass down a complete set of uniform badges.

By the time he was fully dressed, Zhao Xu even felt a little sore in his arms.

Zhao Xu held the ribbon around his waist in his hands, and then took two tentative steps.

The Empress Dowager and Empress Dowager Xiang looked on with satisfaction in their eyes.

"I don't usually realize that he is the real emperor until he puts on his crown!" the Empress Dowager praised.

The Queen Mother also nodded with satisfaction.

really!

Zhao Xu's appearance and demeanor should be the best among Zhao officials in the past dynasties.

At this time, Liang Weijian's voice came from outside the palace: "Two ladies, everyone... the Ministry of Rites has sent someone to report that the emperor is here, please come to the front of the palace and board the carriage!"

The Queen Mother nodded and said to the Queen Mother: "Your Majesty, it's time for the official family to go out. You can't miss the right time!"

"What your Majesty said is true!" said the Empress Dowager.

The two palaces then sent Zhao Xu out of Funing Palace together, and then watched him board the ancestral jade chariot.

As the clean whip tore through the air, the ministers and female officials all fell to the ground to pay their respects.

Then, Emperor Lu Bo, under the protection of the imperial army, set off from Funing Hall in a mighty manner, along the imperial road, towards Xuandemen.

…

Sitting on a centuries-old jade chariot, I watched the jade chariot slowly drive out of the wide palace gate of Xuandemen.

The chief ministers appeared on both sides of the palace gate, and together with the officials from the capital and the six ministries, they all prostrated on the ground to send the emperor off and pray for rain.

The Imperial Street outside Xuande Gate has been cleared in advance.

The members of the imperial water-sprinkling class were at the front.

They carried buckets and sprinkled water as they walked, acting like sprinklers to prevent dust from splashing.

The jade chariot drove slowly through the Imperial Street, and Zhao Xu saw that countless forks had been put down on both sides of the Imperial Street.

This is a kind of wooden facility improved from the horse-repelling horse on the battlefield. It was generally used as a protection on the imperial street when the emperor was traveling.

This is because the section of Imperial Street from Xuandemen to Zhouqiao is about two hundred paces wide - too wide!

So much so that this section of Royal Street is more like a large square than a street.

Every year during the New Year, Mid-Autumn Festival, Lantern Festival and other festivals, when the emperor would come to Xuande Tower to celebrate with the people, the number of people in Bianjing gathered here might reach tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands!

In ordinary times, the open space between the imperial corridors and the imperial ditch on both sides will become one of the countless markets in the entire Bianjing city.

In the morning, there are people selling all kinds of food. At noon, there are also a large number of mobile vendors in these places, selling all kinds of cooked food. There are also many scholars in Beijing who come here to sell calligraphy, paintings and curios.

Naturally, when the emperor travels, he must take some artificial measures to prevent anyone from disturbing the emperor.

The jade carriage moved forward slowly, surrounded and protected by Yu Longzhi, and drove through this large square that was a thousand steps long.

Then we arrived in front of Zhouqiao.

The urban atmosphere of Bianjing City came to my face.

Zhao Xu sat in the jade chariot and looked at the streets on both sides.

Countless lanterns are hung all over the shops on both sides of the Zhouqiao Bridge. Countless shop signs stand at the entrances of the shops.

On the other side of Zhouqiao, countless shops, layer upon layer, come into view.

Lubo crosses Zhouqiao and enters the east-facing Royal Street.

The most prosperous street market in Bianjing City immediately came into view.

This is also the most important scene in the painting Along the River During the Qingming Festival.

There are rows of restaurants along the street.

On Panlou Street, the towering figures of Thirteen Houses are also looming in the distance.

Further away, you can still see the shadow of the majestic temple of Daxiangguo Temple.

This royal temple was originally the old residence of Lord Xinling of the Wei State during the Warring States Period. It was first converted into a temple during the Northern Qi Dynasty, and was built again during the Tang Ruizong Dynasty, and was given the title of Xiangguo Temple.

Since then, it has prospered to this day and has become a royal temple in the past dynasties.

Almost stuck in time, Zhao Xu's Lu Bo arrived at the Daxiangguo Temple before the noon bell rang.

Han Zhongyan, the Minister of Rites, led the great monk Zheng of Kaifeng Prefecture, the officials of the Chuan Court, and the monks of Daxiangguo Temple to greet him.

"Chen Zhongyan, Minister of Rites, welcomes you!"

Zhao Xu stepped out of the jade chariot with the support of Feng Jing.

"Excuse me, sir..." Zhao Xu looked at Han Zhongyan and the large group of great monks following Han Zhongyan.

All of them have red faces, wide bodies and fat bodies.

Zhao Xu knew it very well. He knew it in his previous life.

In Bianjing City, the most unruly and dissolute monks are the monks of Daxiangguo Temple.

Most of them refer to the master who leans on the red and clings to the green, the prodigal with no hair, and the Tathagata who lives in a living room. Most of them refer to the monks who left the Daxiangguo Temple.

There is nothing we can do about this!

Daxiangguo Temple is not only a royal temple, but also the most prosperous market in Bianjing City - on the first and fifteenth day of every month, thousands of people gather here to exchange what they have, because they don't have to pay commercial taxes.

As a result, this became the place in the entire Bianjing city where transactions were most frequent and where stolen goods were most easily sold.

Whether it is something stolen from the government or something stolen from the people.

In the end, most of it went to the trading market of Daxiangguo Temple.

Therefore, this place where thousands of surnames trade, is called the "Loot House".

We are at the forefront of this commodity economy.

Unless they are eminent monks with profound practice and profound Buddhist principles.

How can ordinary ordinary people withstand the test of Brother Kong Fang?

What's more, although this Daxiangguo Temple is a royal temple, it is a quiet place.

But the surroundings are not quiet at all!

The famous No. 1, No. 2, No. 3 Tianshui Lane and Xiao Tianshui Lane are all around Daxiangguo Temple.

The entire Daxiangguo Temple was almost surrounded by Fengyue.

Which great monk can withstand the test of being surrounded by warblers and swallows when he leaves home?

Therefore, the monks of Daxiangguo Temple never looked like monks.

Except for the Bodhisattvas enshrined in the temple, the entire Daxiangguo Temple was filled with the smell of copper.

However, Zhao Xu is too lazy to care about these things.

His eyes swept over the monks, and then, surrounded by Yu Longzhi and officials from the Ministry of Rites, he entered the third gate of Daxiangguo Temple.

Then, Zhao Xu looked up and saw the most amazing "anti-universe" structure of Daxiangguo Temple.

really!

The tile heads on the temple are all raised up. This structure causes the entire temple tiles of Daxiangguo Temple to have a concave and convex appearance in the middle and high surroundings.

As a result, even Yu Hao, the master of architecture at that time, was puzzled - every time he went under it, he would look up and look at it, sit upright and sit down, and lie down when sitting upright!

I have absolutely no idea how this is done.

Zhao Xu looked around the courtyard wall again.

There are no traces of accumulated sand!

So he nodded slightly, this was the credit of Qing Bian Si.

In the past, the Bianhe River had to be dredged every year, so during the Xining period, the walls of the Daxiangguo Temple had "sand accumulated up to the eaves" around the walls.

Moreover, this is not only the case in Daxiangguo Temple, but also everywhere in Bianjing City.

So once there is a strong wind, "the wind blows sand and turns the city yellow".

After Daluo was cleared from Bian, the silt of the Bian River was washed away by the Luo River, and there was no need to clear the silt anymore.

The city appearance of Bianjing City has been completely changed.

Citizens no longer need to eat sand.

In Zhao Xu's previous life, the Qing Bian Division was deposed because of Li Ding.

Within a few years, the Bianhe River silted up again.

The whole city started eating sand together again.
To be continued...