C283 Da ci lu (2/2)
Could it be that everyone believed that Song Jin's alliance, after extinguishing his Liao Kingdom, would be eternally peaceful?
Soon, they arrived at the intersection of North and South Street and East and West Road. Not far in front of them was the residence of the magistrate court.
It was several times larger than the Yi Zhou City. There was a stone lion at the entrance, and there were seven or eight yamen runners on either side.
There was a Moon Gate on the other side of the street. Separated by the carved brick wall, Jiang Xiaobai could see many pavilions and pavilions with small bridges and flowing water.
A small boat was swaying on the pond. A few pretty girls were paddling and harvesting lotuses at the same time. Occasionally, they would let out a laughter that was like silver bells ringing.
However, none of this attracted Jiang Xiaobai. His gaze had long since passed the eaves of the mansion and was fixated on a thirty meter tall building over three hundred meters away — — Baozhou's most iconic building — — The Great Tender Pavilion!
In this era, there was actually a Great Tactics Pavilion. If two or five Portal of Space-time were to bloom near the Great Tactics Pavilion, it would be equivalent to blooming in the center!
”Master Bao, we're almost there.” When they were still more than a hundred meters away from the city gate, Chang Zilong said apologetically: ”According to the rules, I'm the only one who can enter, my Janitor …”
Jiang Xiaobai laughed: ”Alright, you can go ahead. You handle your own matters and I will handle mine.”
Chang Zilong was still a little worried, he said: ”Lord Zhizhou is very busy, I don't know when I will be able to come out after entering, this …”
Jiang Xiaobai laughed: ”It's alright, I'll take a look around. ”If you can't find me after you come out, then do what you need to do. Before the army leaves, I will definitely feel that you are from the A Battalion.”
”This lowly one, one family, one young, relies entirely on the Master Bao!” Chang Zilong was truly worried that Jiang Xiaobai had suddenly disappeared, but he did not say anything else.
Arriving at the entrance of the yamen, everyone dismounted from their horses, which were tied to the stumps.
Chang Zilong waited for governor to summon him, while the two soldiers squatted near the stumps and waited. They continued to bow their hands and walk towards the direction of the Great Tender Pavilion.
The Great Tender Pavilion was initially established to watch the movements of the Northern Liaoren. It had the nature of an official and was not a temple.
However, in the end, it gradually evolved and its military functions gradually declined. Only then did a incense burn.
And the current Great Tribute Pavilion was neither a watchtower nor a temple. It was a restaurant called North Tower.
Around ten in the morning, Jiang Xiaobai arrived near the North Tower, looked around at the stalls selling all kinds of snacks, and the smell of food in the air. He thought about the era when he was alive, the Great Tzu Chi Pavilion was covered in smoke all day, and its surrounding was filled with vendors selling candles, yellow paper, and even the entire Da Ci Pavilion.
Since it's a restaurant, let's go in and have a taste.
Jiang Xiaobai laughed bitterly in his heart. From two to three o'clock last night, he had been eating and drinking at the same time.
But what could he do? He couldn't just walk into the restaurant and look for the fortune-teller.
After tidying up his clothes, Jiang Xiaobai lifted his head, stuck out his chest and walked forward.
Two attendants stood at the North Tower entrance while wearing gray clothes and holding white towels by their arms.
The two servants looked at Jiang Xiaobai in difference at first, but then they reached out their hands together and blocked the way and shouted, ”Go go go, a soldier wants to join North Tower? ”Wait at the back, after lunch, there will be your swill!”
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