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Chapter 105 Luo Wang

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    At this time, in Xianyang City, hundreds of miles away from Zhao Chen, although it was already night, the streets and alleys were still brightly lit and crowded with people.

    Before the curfew, all the shops and shops were still in business without a break, injecting vitality into Xianyang City and making it more prosperous.

    In the dim night, Xianyang City is like a giant beast lying on the ground. The tall and majestic city walls and the soldiers coming and going are all showing his unparalleled terrifying strength, shocking all those who dare to peep, fish and dragons.  A resident of Xianyang City.

    The northern night at the end of May is the freshest and most beautiful moment.  The sky seems to have been scrubbed, without a trace of cloud and mist, blue crystal, high and far away.

    A round moon, climbing out from the mountain ridge in the east, is like a big lantern, illuminating a valley full of strange rocks near Xianyang City, casting the shadows of branches and young grass on the path, dotted with flowers,  Swinging leisurely.

    The birds are singing on the branches, the bugs are jumping in the grass, the spring seedlings are growing in the terraced fields; there are thousands of life in the mountains and fields The night sky is like a navy blue curtain, dotted with twinkling stars  , people can't help but be deeply intoxicated.

    There are many shops and shops on both sides of the streets in Xianyang City, and the light of the moon in the evening lightly sprinkles on the red bricks and green tiles or the bright-eyed pavilion cornices, adding a bit of hazy and poetic flavor to the prosperous Xianyang City night scene in front of you.  .

    In the streets of Xianyang City, the streets are brightly lit and the bustling crowd is full of hustle and bustle.

    ? At a rough glance, there are crowds of people in disarray; upon closer inspection, these people are people from different industries and engaged in various activities.

    There are some vendors and many tourists on the west side of the street.  There are knives, scissors and sundries on the stalls.  There are tea sellers and fortune tellers.

    On the sidewalk in the middle of the street, there is a bustling flow of people; on the right side there is a specially made lane for soldiers who convey emergency military information.

    The rest are those who carry burdens, those who drive donkeys to transport goods, and those who push wheelbarrows. The largest street in the middle is connected to the other small streets in the south.

    On both sides of the street are teahouses, taverns, pawnshops, and workshops.  There are still many small vendors with big umbrellas in the open space on both sides of the street.  The street extends to the east and west sides, all the way to the quieter suburbs outside the city, but there are still many pedestrians on the street: some are carrying burdens on the road, some are driving ox carts to deliver goods, some are driving donkeys to pull trucks, and some are stopping to enjoy the scenery.  .

    With the tall city tower as the center, there are row upon row of houses on both sides, including teahouses, wine shops, foot shops, butcher shops, public houses and so on.  The shops specialize in silks and satins, jewelry and spices, incense, paper horses, etc. In addition, there are medical clinics, cart repairs, fortune-telling, facial repairs, and cosmetic surgery.  "Louhuanmen" hangs a market banner to attract business. There are pedestrians in the market, shoulder to shoulder, and there is an endless stream.  There are old peasants with baskets on their backs, street children who listen to books, wealthy children drinking in restaurants, disabled old people begging on the edge of the city, men, women, old and young, scholars, farmers, businessmen, all three teachings and nine schools, all vividly displayed in people's eyes.  in front of the eyes.

    Against such a prosperous scene is the royal palace located in the very center of Xianyang City. The gate of the royal palace is closed, and a large number of Qin army elites on the city wall are constantly patrolling, guarding the surroundings, which is extraordinarily strict.

    ?This Xianyang Palace prohibits common people from approaching, and no one dares to approach it within a hundred feet, and there is not a single vendor, so it looks extraordinarily quiet and deserted.

    There is a royal road in front of the palace. Employees can only walk on it when they give rewards to ministers or other generals. They are not allowed to pass with people or vendors, otherwise they will be severely punished.

    The imperial road is vertical and horizontal, connecting the north, the south, the east and the west.  The road is paved with cypresses like jade, connecting the gate of the magnificent building Xianyang Palace.

    The palace wall is tall, with a guard at every ten steps and a sink at every hundred steps.  On both sides of the palace gate, there are turrets at the four corners of the palace wall to monitor the movement around the royal city.

    The cloud platform is high and locked, and the palace is continuous.  The huge palace is hidden behind Gonghuan, majestic and solemn.

    In this huge palace, like a giant beast, a monstrous sense of oppression hits the face, making people frightened.  Some officials who have never been here are likely to fall to their knees on the ground, which shows the incomparably majestic and supreme power of the King of Qin.

    There are a large number of elite Qin soldiers stationed on the hundreds of steps in front of the main hall. Walking into the hall, it is extremely empty. A young man wearing a black twelve-chapter dragon pattern uniform is black and majestic, overwhelming the world.  .

    At this time, he was sitting high on the majestic throne, and on the table in front of him, heapedWith a dense stack of bamboo slips, Ying Zheng was leaning over the desk and non-stop approving the memorials, with a serious expression on his face.

    On both sides of the empty hall, there were palace maids in pink palace attire and servants in yellow attire.

    They all lowered their heads tightly, not daring to raise their heads, a monstrous and domineering aura, sweeping the entire hall with the aura of controlling everything in the universe.

    Among them, Yingzheng is like the high god, sitting firmly on the cloud, everything is under control.  People dare not look directly at his majesty.

    Beside Ying Zheng was a middle-aged man wearing a red-striped black-bottomed servant uniform. He had a gloomy face, dark eyes, and a gloomy demeanor as if he had a deep heart.

    He is Zhao Gao, Yingzheng's personal servant.  At this moment, Zhao Gao was bending over and looking down, standing in front of Ying Zheng, and helping Ying Zheng pour water from time to time, sorting out the memorials, showing that he was deeply trusted by Ying Zheng.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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