Zhao Huan brought a pot of good wine and aged Suhexiang wine. Each dou of wine was cooked with one or two Suhexiang pills together, which could regulate the five internal organs and eliminate all diseases in the abdomen.

Li Gang was already in his forties. By the first year of Jingkang, Li Gang was forty-three years old.

At the age of 43, I had lost the frizz of youth, and was transforming from young to middle-aged.

Being able to distinguish the truth without being confused is considered as unconfused.

But after the age of forty, this person's body gradually began to decline from complete health. He brought some medicinal wine to replenish Li Gang's body.

Zhao Huan, Zhao Ying and a few of his relatives, walked slowly in the Song Dynasty palace city, walked out from the Dongye Gate, and stood in the busy Song Dynasty Bianjing.

The Song Dynasty did not set up a curfew because it really could not be set up.

A million city, a million people want to live in this city, so that the city is still brightly lit at night.

There are tourists who come and go, wanderers who live here for a short time, and more are villagers who work and work for life.

At night, at a small stall under the mottled city wall, I ordered a few side dishes, drank a pot of wine, and put down the fatigue of the day.

At this time, everyone was left behind.

People open their hearts, listen to old farmers brags, witness the small merchants and vendors making a fortune, women chat about gossip news in the market, and the past wanderers picked up their wine and drank it all, lamenting when they could return home in glory.

Some scholars, because they had no place, stood at the counter and laughed with the civilians when they heard interesting things.

The Gulou Night Market has the longest time. The night market is open until the end of the third day and is only open again at the fifth day. If you want to make a fuss, you will never stop all night. Even though the winter months are windy, snowy and rainy, there is also a night market.

The Bianjing Twin Towers stood quietly in this bustling Bianjing city, watching the little things in Bianjing.

From Yu Street to the eight gates outside the city, there are many shops everywhere. At this evening, there are endless exchanges. When guests come to the door, they can often hear the sound of bargaining with each other.

Zhao Huan also kept moving forward, walking through the Zhouqiao Night Market, Maxing Street Night Market, the Night Market in front of the Alan Loumen, and the streets outside the Zhuquemen, Fanlou, Tushizi Congjiejiao and other places, and took a look at the grand scenery of the Song Dynasty.

"Longjin Watch the night market, the lights are also brilliant. The crescent moon is as bright as day, and the sparse stars are making the cold light. I don't know that the noise of the capital is called the Jianghu Township. This is the prosperous Song Dynasty." Zhao Huan sighed repeatedly, after several months of military life, the Guanzhong and Hedong Road were bleak.

Until this moment, Zhao Huan suddenly thought of a sentence, saying that without investigation, there is no right to speak.

Although the lives of the people of the Song Dynasty were indeed very hard, compared with the Jin people, the lives of the Song Dynasty were still very superior.

"The poem "Su Taishi" is really well written. The official reading is easy to read." Zhao Ying, the tycoon, was responsible for flattering at this time.

"It's right. This poem is written really well." Zhao Huan stood in front of the Dazai Mansion, pointed to the door that fell halfway, and asked laughingly: "What's going on?"

"When Shen commanded Song's beef, he squeezed it out." Zhao Ying answered truthfully.

Zhao Huan shook his head and said, "He is so old, he is still so irritable when doing things. Go back and talk about him. Zhao Du Zhi, go and tell him about Tae-zai Li. Then say I'm here."

After a while, Li Gang ran out of the room and bowed his head and said, "Why are you here at the official family?"

"What else can I do? Didn't I come to find a drinker after I touched a jar of good wine from the palace?" Zhao Huan said and laughed. He still remembered that Li Gang and that old He were drinker.

"I am very frightened, please come in quickly." Li Gang said repeatedly.

Zhao Huan stepped into the Dazai Mansion for the first time and almost laughed out loud. Finally, he understood why half of the door of the Dazai Mansion was squeezed out.

Beef was hung under the eaves of the corridor, which were surrounded by beef. Zhao Huan walked around and found that he was full of beef.

It’s true that Yunzhong Road has been in the hands of Beiyi for hundreds of years, and its specialty has become beef and mutton.

There was a lot of mutton in the Song Dynasty, so I had to put some beef back.

In Bianjing, beef is a rare thing, because most of the cattle are strong laborers in the fields. Unless the cattle falls and dies, no one will slaughter the cattle.

Under Zhao Huan's military merits and titles, a cattle could be divided into one acre of land, and a favor would be taken back for three generations. The status of cattle in the Song Dynasty was higher than that of the Khitannu.

"Official family, what does this souvenir mean?" How could Li Gang not understand the meaning of this word? He was afraid that he had misunderstood the meaning of the official family because he understood it wrongly.

"Su Zhi said to be with his hands. He said that he was asking each other for a question. When he was away, he would bring some gifts to his relatives and friends, which was a souvenir, and there was no other meaning." Zhao Huan shook his head.

This is how it is to be an emperor. To say whatever you want, even a straight minister like Li Gang needs to be carefully considered. Therefore, emperors with feudal limitations can easily live a lonely life.

Of course, Zhao Huan did not have the limitations of the feudal era, so he naturally said whatever he wanted.

Being an emperor makes himself so tired, both in the harem and the front court, is really troublesome.

That's the emperor? That's the suffering.

"I am also thinking, there should be no other meaning. I want to share the beef given by the official family among the ministers for the official family. I wonder what the official family thinks?" Li Gang asked.

Zhao Huan said indifferently: "Then go and send it. There is still a lot of beef in my ice cellar. If it is not enough, just go and pick it up."

The beef is served on the table, and the tender fried beef slices from the calf’s beef look particularly popular and attract greed.

"Fry the beef until it is three times cooked, add two or three phoenix fairy and sprinkle some mustard. The taste should be good. The official eats more." Li Gang said.

Zhao Huan put the wine he brought on the table and said, "The imperial medicinal wine is extremely precious. I have brought you a jar."

Li Gang thanked me. It took three rounds of wine to discuss things, otherwise Li Gang would not be able to start talking.

"Taozai, I have a doubt in my heart. Today you are in the palace saying, how to govern all people, I am not good at this." Zhao Huan said.

He was actually not good at anything, and the only computer he was good at was useless in the Song Dynasty.

I have a little bit of ideological awareness, otherwise my throne would not be so stable.

Li Gang took a deep breath, sure enough!

My official family has been in trouble and is here to ask about politics.

"The Song Dynasty is like the city that never sleeps in Bianjing. There are 36 officials." Li Gang first reported a number to Zhao Huan to prepare him.

"A big city with a population of millions everywhere?" This was the first time Zhao Huan knew about this, and was stunned.

This number is a bit terrifying. This urbanization is much higher than that of a certain golden decade in later generations!

A city's night market can easily reflect the prosperity, population density, and public security of the place.

Night is the best time to commit crime. If a city’s night market is extremely developed, it will indirectly confirm the security of the city.

As soon as Li Gang said, Zhao Huan was a little surprised.

"You keep talking." Zhao Huan ate a piece of beef and it was indeed fat and tender.

"It's not a million everywhere, just Lin'an, Jiankang, and Bianjing are a million people. But the minimum number is more than 300,000. The small city of Taiyuan, which is surrounded by ten miles, is about 200,000, and at the limit, it can hold more than 400,000." Li Gang suddenly stood up and ran out.

Which one is this?

Zhao Huan couldn't figure out his mind, and watched Li Gang run in and out. After a long time, Li Gang sat in front of the desk, with a teapot, a plate, a wine bottle, and a wine glass on the table.

"Officials, please see that this is the tax of the Song Dynasty." Li Gang pointed to the plate and said to Zhao Huan.
Chapter completed!