Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 179: The Saint King is still incompetent, Master!
Goodcon City.

Yuwen Liqian and his party had a smooth journey along the official road from the main city to the post station.

Today is the third day!
The group did not set out for Prince Yan's Mansion because Yuwen Liqian was waiting for the delegation of students from Da Chu.

Yu Wen Li Qian had previously studied at the Bailu Academy in Great Chu, and among the visitors this time was his former teacher.

The Great Chu delegation included Xun Li, an important official of the Great Chu.

The leader of the students at Bailu Academy is the grandson of the Gongsun family. He has now been promoted to the academic supervisor of Bailu Academy and concurrently holds the position of Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. His reputation and family background are both prominent.

Li Qian didn't like this person because he acted too flamboyantly.

The teacher he admired, although he was studying at the Bailu Academy in Da Chu and came from a humble family, was a man of heroic spirit, open-minded, studied hard, was well versed in current affairs, good at poetry, and had written several works that were famous in Da Chu.

However, this person was indifferent to fame and fortune and did not want to get involved in official disputes. After completing his studies, he retired to the countryside, opened a private school, and made a living by teaching young children.

Yuwen Liqian knew his talent, so he left Da Chu and went to the alley to visit the teacher in person.

He wanted to go to South Korea to pursue a career as an official, but he refused.

Unexpected!
This time, the Chu delegation came to Yan, and the commander was among them.

But it makes sense that when the teacher was studying at Bailu Academy, the people from the Five Kingdoms also respected this "Young Guardian of Daqing" the most.

The next day, Qianyuan's delegation arrived, led by Qianyuan's third prince Wulong.

Wulong had great power in Qianyuan, was the leader of the nine pillars of the army, and was deeply trusted by the empress.

When she took her students to travel around Qianyuan, she had never seen this person. She didn't expect that he would come here. This shows how much importance Qianyuan attaches to Yan.

In these three days!
Yuwen Liqian did not stay in the post station for long, but changed into casual clothes and quietly walked into Jiakang City.

Seeing the people living a prosperous life, a smile was all over his face.

When we reached the riverside, we saw that the porters at the dock, despite being busy, did not forget to take a break. They were chatting and laughing, with their clothes half open, revealing soft silk underneath.

Yuwen Liqian and her maid shuttled through the bustling streets. The air on both sides of the official road was fresh, and the drainage under the road was cleaned by special people.

There are many varieties of horses pulling carriages on the road, and there is even a spectacular sight of seven or eight horses running side by side. Yu Wen Liqian was surprised at first, but now he has become accustomed to it.

In the afternoon, Yuwen Li Qian saw a group of children playing and fighting in a place called "Gongyuan", with laughter and joyful chattering everywhere.

This "public garden" was built by the City Lord's Mansion at a huge expense of several million taels of silver. It was specially used for people to gather and have fun. There is a summer pavilion in it, where various flowers, plants and precious trees are grown. It covers a vast area of ​​more than a hundred acres.

Yu Wenli looked at this scene and couldn't help feeling a little confused.

In Jiakang City, where every inch of land is valuable, it is rare to find a place built specifically for the people to play. Why?
On the other hand, let’s look at the government office in Jiakang City!
But it was a different scene. The government building was low, and if it weren't for the large characters on the plaque above, it would be difficult to recognize that this was a government office.

It doesn't look like a government office in such a big city!
Yuwen Liqian was puzzled, so he asked the local merchants about the reason.

"The King of Yan once said that the government office does not need to be high, so as not to scare the people."

Upon hearing this, Yu Wenli Qian's eyes swept across the simple government office in front of him, secretly comparing it in his mind. It was completely different from the government office in Korea.

In South Korea, government buildings are majestic and magnificent, and the stone lions at the gates are majestic.

The intention is to make the people feel awe.

But here, the focus is on being close to the people, and the two concepts are very different.

The two girls continued walking to see the Green Gang at the dock.

But I didn’t expect it!
This branch of the Qing Gang was surprisingly so large, many times larger than the government office just now.

There are even seven or eight halls in this city.

Yuwen Liqian and her maid were standing in the main hall of the Qing Gang. The roof was made of dazzling glazed tiles, and the tables and chairs were made of agarwood and yellow wood, with exquisite workmanship.

Lu San, who had blocked their way three days ago, met the two of them in person with a respectful attitude.

I also saw the portrait hanging in the center of the lobby.

There is no heaven, earth, monarch, parents or teachers!
There is only one portrait hanging in the main hall.

The person depicted in the picture is a tall and straight young man.

He is tall and slender, wearing a Taoist robe, standing in a natural posture with his left hand behind his back.

In his right hand he holds a scroll.

He has handsome features, a natural expression, and his eyes are looking downward, with a gentle look in them.

There are colorful clouds all around me and a peaceful atmosphere surrounding me.

Yu Wen Li Qian naturally recognized it. Many merchants and common people in Jiakang City had it hanging in their homes.

King Yan Lu Chen!
Incense smoke lingered above it, and the person in the portrait was the young King of Yan.

The book in his hand is said to be "Essentials of Governing the North" written by the King of Yan overnight.

Yuwen Liqian walked out of the Qing Gang's ancestral hall and set out on the journey back to the post station. Night had quietly fallen, and the lights were on, decorating Jiakang City like a poem and a painting.

"Look, Miss, how beautiful!"

Yu Wen Li Qian was a little distracted. This Jiakang City seemed to be completely different from what he had expected.

The prestige of the King of Yan among the people was so high that even his father, who was known as a sage king in Korea, could not reach that level.

She heard the maid's exclamation and slowly came to her senses.

The streets are bustling with people, decorated with lights and lively, as if every corner is filled with a festive atmosphere.

However!
Today is not a special holiday, this sudden bustle!
Restaurants from all over the place are opening up.

Fireworks continued to shoot up into the sky.

"What day is today? It doesn't seem like a festival, why is it so lively?"

There was no curfew in Jiakang City. The sounds of gongs and drums could be heard one after another. Flower boats shuttled across the river, dancers sang and danced, and the restaurants and small shops were bustling with activity. People came out of their homes one after another, and the streets were as lively as daytime.

The students held a poetry gathering in the restaurant, reciting poems and composing couplets; the only things that could be seen from outside were their shadows on the windows.

Yu Wen Li Qian continued to move forward, the splendor of the fireworks reflected on her face, and every explosion was accompanied by the cheers of the crowd, as if the whole city was boiling for some upcoming event.

The maid became even more confused, so she stopped a scholar who was passing by and wanted to find out what was going on.

The scholar looked displeased at first, and was even annoyed, but then he saw that both of them were beautiful, especially Yuwen Liqian, who had an air of nobility.

His expression relaxed and he slowly began to explain.

What makes this night so lively!
It turned out that the King of Yan was going down Mount Zhongnan to Yanjing, and he would pass by Jiakang City on his way down the mountain.

The maid was still a little unconvinced after hearing this, and she retorted:

"That shouldn't cause such a big commotion, right?"

The scholar heard this, smiled and said:
"Miss, you are wrong. The King of Yan's descent from Mount Zhongnan is a huge event for the people of Yan."

The maid asked unwillingly:
"But this time, a delegation from the four countries is touring Yan, including the princess of South Korea. Isn't this a big deal?"

When the scholar heard this, a strange look flashed in his eyes. He looked the two girls up and down, and seemed to understand something. He looked at Yuwen Liqian and asked tentatively:

"Could it be that the young lady is from another place?"

"Miss, why don't we join the poetry gathering together? If you are appreciated by the prefect or the others tonight, you will be rewarded."

Yuwen Liqian did not answer, and the two girls said goodbye and left.

The scholar looked at Yu Wenliqian's departing back, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

The woman's appearance was no less than that of the courtesan in a brothel.

The night is long and it is painful that there is no beautiful woman to accompany me.

The scholar was urged by his companions, so he responded and left quickly.

Yuwen Liqian and her maid returned to the restaurant arranged by the post station.

The streets are full of happy people, and you can eat for free at the restaurant today.

The owner of the restaurant at the door saw that the two girls were well-dressed and good-looking, so he smiled and gave them red envelopes.

The maid opened the dozens of copper coins inside and looked at the boss's warm smile, thinking to herself.

"Who cares about your little tricks?"

Yu Wenli thanked him briefly, walked back to the room in the restaurant and opened the window.

It was still so lively outside, with people gathering together to parade.

Some were holding their children and watching the person making iron flowers.

Yuwen Liqian recalled that three days ago, three carriages were carrying gold and silver, totaling tens of thousands of taels.

The maid and she were also in disbelief.

In the past few days, Yu Wenli Qian could hardly sleep. What she saw and heard completely overturned her understanding of Yan.

She originally thought that the changes in Daqian, Beifangfeng and Dachu were already amazing enough, and South Korea would not be inferior to them.

However!
The scenery in Yan area seemed elusive to her.

On the one hand, this place seems to be lawless, with unruly people everywhere, the government is incompetent, and the place is full of chaos.

But on the other hand, the people lived a prosperous life, worked and lived in peace and contentment, and they did not lock their doors even at night.

The two were clearly incompatible things, which completely overturned her imagination.

Is Yan digging its own grave?
Fortunately, Mr. Da Chu will be here tomorrow, and with his knowledge he should be able to help her solve her doubts.

Yuwen Liqian tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep well.

She dreamed of the King of Yan in Zhongnan Mountain!
This young Shaobao served as a general in Daqing and also opened up the Yan area. He was a young talent.

When he got old, he became obsessed with the art of immortality. The officials under his rule were incompetent and the people were living in misery. Finally, Kyoto was conquered by Shikoku.

The Yan land is destroyed!
Mount Zhongnan also caught fire and turned into ashes!
Yuwen Li was in a light sleep, and when he heard the neighing of horses at the restaurant and post station, he woke up from the bed!
As the day broke and the morning light appeared, she got up and washed.

The maid had already prepared everything and was waiting quietly by the side.

When I went downstairs, I vaguely heard voices talking in the courtyard, and my heart was moved.
She quickened her pace!
There were several carriages parked outside the courtyard, and several people were chatting inside the courtyard!
Among them was Su Beihai, the prefect of Jiakang City three days ago.

It really is the envoys from Great Chu!
The middle-aged man who was talking with Su Beihai was Xun Li, the Minister of Rites of the Great Chu.

Next to Xun Li stood a nobleman with extraordinary temperament. He was Gongsun Jixia, the grandson of Gongsun Zhongshu. The two had met several times before.

The atmosphere was harmonious as the three of them talked.

After Yu Wenliqian greeted them, her eyes moved among the crowd.

Just see!
On the last carriage, a rather old Confucian scholar got out of the last carriage and walked down the steps slowly, neither hurriedly nor slowly.

He was a little thin, his hair was already gray, but it was meticulously groomed. He wore a clean Confucian robe that had been washed to a grayish color. There were deep wrinkles on his face, but his eyes revealed a little brilliance.

It was his teacher, Du Hui.

"Sir, long time no see!"

Du Hui bowed solemnly and said:
"Du Hui, meet the princess."

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I was a bit rushed today and didn’t write enough. I will make up for it tomorrow!
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(End of this chapter)