I, Han Gaozu, actually traveled through Song Gaozong?

Chapter 8

There is no moon tonight, but Liu Bang can see it clearly.

The West Lake is full of boats, big and small, and of different shapes, there are hundreds of them in rough count.

On the shore, there were more food and other stalls than he had seen in the city; pedestrians were coming and going, and all kinds of voices could be heard.

How does this look like a country that has lost a war?

How does it look like a country that has lost half of its country and nestled in the south of the Huai River?

Even in the former Xianyang and later Chang'an, Liu Bang had never seen this kind of... the appearance of the prosperous age, yes, it is the appearance of the prosperous age!
He suspected that he had misheard Qin Hui's words and misread the map that had been drawn by cinnabar.

Seeing this man's demented appearance, Ji Wu felt very proud:
"Foreigner, you are so blessed! I was young during the Jingkang battle, and I had never been to Bianjing, but there must be no other place in the world as prosperous as Lin'an Mansion. Now you When adversity is imminent, it is not a loss to be able to gain insights when it is approaching."

Hearing him talk about Bianjing, Old Wang said disdainfully: "You ignorant bastard! You are not much better than this gentleman!"

Turning around, he turned to Liu Bang and said, "Since we're here, don't waste time. Qin Liuye doesn't know when he will come to make trouble for you. You should find more fun as soon as possible."

"You mean, Bianjing is more lively than here?"

"It's more than lively!"

Old Wangtou was leading the way. Seeing that the young monk was no longer struggling, Liu Bang put him down and relieved his shoulders, but still firmly grasped his wrist, fearing that he would take the opportunity to run away.

"In Lin'an, there are only a little more people in the West Lake area, but in Bianjing, there are morning markets, day markets, night markets, four markets in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and three markets on Qixi, Mid-Autumn and New Year's Eve. No market is better than here."

The four of them walked all the way and stopped on a bank.

The old Wang waved his hand not far away, and a small boat rowed over.

"If you come across Daxiangguo Temple doing Buddhist rituals, you will hardly find a place to stand on the street!"

Liu Bang was thoughtful, and Ji Wu asked: "If we go out on the street at that time, wouldn't we be able to face to face and mouth to mouth with the little ladies?"

This person's angle is tricky, Liu Bang himself didn't even think of going there, the old Wangtou laughed and scolded: "You boy has a silver gun and a wax head, what's the point if you match him!"

Liu Bang scolded: "There is a little boy here! You two should speak more cleanly!"

After saying that, he covered Dao Ji's ears with his hands, and then laughed lewdly with the two of them.

When the boat reached the shore, the old Wang nodded and said, "There are three people on the boat in Sibei Building."

The man on the boat glanced at them: "There are clearly four."

"This baby has all hair, why do you want to count him?"

"If you want to take a boat, then you have to count."

After some haggling, the two took a step back and counted Daoji as half.

After boarding the boat, the man drove towards the big boat farther in the lake, and climbed up the plywood along the ladder on the side of the big boat. The old Wangtou threw a dozen copper coins to him, and ordered:
"When I go back, it's still the same price."

The man didn't answer, and after counting the number, he rowed away again.

After boarding the boat, the old Wang looked like a different person, and he lost his stingy attitude before, and shouted loudly:

"Wang Xiaoer! Your father is here!"

A young man wearing a felt hat ran out of the cabin, looked at several people, and finally complained:

"Father! Why are you here again? There is no longer any credit here."

The old Wang slapped him on the face:
"I almost lost my life just now! Thanks to this savior! You bastard, but here you are arguing about money with me! Hurry up and set a table, and thank the savior early!"

Wang Xiaoer covered his face, bowed to Liu Bang, and ran back to the cabin.

After a while, when she came out again, she was a gorgeous woman.

"Masters, please come inside."

The old Wang laughed wildly, and slapped the woman's buttocks, the crisp sound was somewhat similar to the slap he slapped himself just now.

After entering the room, a group of people were led to the box on the left and seated, and the woman asked:
"Do you want to listen to Qu'er, or do you want to talk to someone?"

"Listen to a fart song! Hurry up and serve the food on the table, and then call the girl who is talking..." After a pause, the old Wangtou said again, "Look at it, there are only three of them, and that is a little master. "

The woman went out in response, Lao Wangtou and Ji Wu took off their armor and cursed:

"These whores have to be serious every time they come, and it's not that kind of thing in the end!"

Liu Bang had long understood the true meaning of this meal, but he only got up from bed in the evening, and was still in the sage mode at this time, and his interest was not too high.

It was only tonight that he had contact with this country for the first time, but it brought him a lot of questions.

"Say..."

Someone had already started to serve food, and Liu Bang poured wine for the two of them. Seeing Daoji coming in, he began to close his eyes. He thought it was a little funny, and poured a glass for the little monk.

"Since the two of you are the guards of a city gate, you should be guarding the gate courtyard for the emperor, but why are you so afraid of the steward of the Qin family?"

Seeing him asking this again, Ji Wu and Lao Wangtou were a little silent.

Still the old Wang said: "By the way, this gentleman, do you really not know or make fun of us? If you say you are insane, you can answer your questions clearly, but if you say you are normal, you ask questions like this again." .”

After drinking a glass of water and wine, Lao Wang's face immediately turned red, and he continued:
"Marshal Han and Marshal Yue have been recalled to Beijing, do you know about this?"

Liu Bang nodded: "I have indeed heard it."

"That's it! This battle must not go on, what should I do if I can't go on?"

"Peace negotiation."

"It's a peace negotiation! If there is a peace negotiation, isn't the Zhao official family even more inseparable from Prime Minister Qin? The government and the public will not all listen to Prime Minister Qin in the future?"

"Huh?" Liu Bang was very puzzled, "A peace negotiation is a peace negotiation, why can't we do without Prime Minister Qin?"

Ji Wuchang sighed and said: "I've heard about this too. In the past, when Prime Minister Qin followed Hui and Emperor Qin to the north, he won the trust of Nianhan and Tarlan. Now that Jin's Wanyan Wushu has gained power, this thief Although my desire to destroy Song Dynasty is not dead, it is still very good to get along with Prime Minister Qin... It is said that this time the Kingdom of Jin wants to negotiate peace, it is because of Prime Minister Qin's face."

"So," Liu Bang toasted and paused, "that's really inseparable."

"Qin Prime Minister is already powerful, but now the Zhao family needs him very urgently. As the saying goes, 'one man attains the Tao, a chicken and a dog ascend to heaven'. Don't say that we can't afford to offend Qin Liuye. How many people in Lin'an Mansion want to please him!"

"So, my husband, you can just enjoy yourself for a while, and don't think too much about other things."

If you can't beat it, you have to talk.

If you want to talk, you can't do without Qin Hui.

After sorting out this simple relationship, Liu Bang has a general understanding.

However, my heart seemed to be blocked by something, and I couldn't say anything.

(End of this chapter)