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Volume 1 The Border Town of the Empire Chapter 736 Flawless White Jade

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    Chapter 736: Flawless White Jade A carriage drove slowly along the bluestone road in Chang'an City. The sound of the wheels rolling over the road was so slow that it made people sleepy.  The driver looked quite old, and his beard had spread from his chin to his chest.  The gray on the temples are traces of time, just like the growth rings of a big tree, which cannot deceive anyone.  He leaned against the car with squinted eyes and looked like he was asleep, but in fact he was extremely awake at this time, so awake that he was a little nervous.  He has forgotten how long it has been since he was nervous.  There is no mark on the carriage, so it should not belong to any famous family.  It seems that this is an ordinary carriage that travels through the city. There are at least thousands of such carriages in Chang'an City.  Only a huge city like Chang'an could produce an industry like carriages that travel through the city.  Chang'an, a hundred miles away, seems so far away from south to north and from east to west.  There seemed to be not many people in the carriage, because the horse pulling the carriage showed no sign of exertion.  But it's no wonder that since the appearance of the Iron Armored Army, the people seem to be unwilling to move around at will.  Although this city is big, everyone feels a heavy feeling of depression. Maybe no matter how big a prison is, it is still a prison.  The guards of the Chang'an Prefecture Yamen passed by the carriages as they patrolled the streets. The iron locks hanging on their waists made a clear sound as they walked.  The people in the carriage couldn't help but tremble slightly when they heard the voice.  This is a carriage that travels through the city. No matter how quiet the business is, there is rarely a time when there is only one person in the carriage. Today there are four.  A young man who looks gentle and elegant, wearing an ordinary Confucian shirt, with a fair face and fair hands. You can't even find a trace of dirt in his fingernails.  He sat there with his head down and reading, staring intently.  There is no difference between him and other literati in Sui Dynasty. He also has a gorgeous sword hanging on his waist.  People with military backgrounds don't like swords. In their opinion, swords are not weapons at all, but just decorations.  The ornate scabbard is meaningless, and the thin blade of the sword breaks like a toy on the battlefield.  This is an era where literati can hang up their swords, but for warriors the sword is more refreshing.  Warriors all like the roughness of the knife, the edges and corners, and the unique coldness of the knife.  It can be seen from the laws of the Sui Dynasty that swords are absolutely prohibited. Unless you are a bodyguard or martial arts sect, you can only be qualified to hold a sword after reporting to the imperial government. However, you are never allowed to carry a sword in an upright manner.  Appeared on the streets of Chang'an.  The imperial court did not have any prohibitions on swords. During the prosperous period of the Sui Dynasty, scholars from poor families in the streets of Chang'an, whether they were noble princes, all liked to hang a sword on their waist, as if this would make them appear that they were not weak.  Sitting next to the young scholar was a woman who looked like she had returned to her parents' home. She was wearing a blue cotton dress, which was washed very clean, but it could be seen from the faintly white corners and trouser legs that her  Life must not be very rich.  She had been holding a bamboo basket tightly, as if she was afraid that the basket would fall.  She didn¡¯t know that the bamboo basket contained treasures. It felt like all her family property was in the bamboo basket.  This is a very ordinary woman. She does not look very beautiful. Her face is very clean, her eyebrows are very thin, and her facial features look very iconic, but her face is slightly square. If her jaw was more pointed and her forehead was fuller,  , if the jawbone were rounder, she might be a beauty that makes people look back.  She closed her eyes, lowered her head, and held the basket in her arms.  Sitting opposite her was a young man who seemed to be malnourished. His face was unusually pale. His face must have been seventeen or eighteen years old, but his figure looked like that of a fourteen- or fifteen-year-old child.  From time to time, he secretly glanced at the young woman sitting opposite, as if he was very interested in the contents of the young woman's basket.  The person sitting next to him seemed to be his sister, and the two of them whispered something from time to time.  But the conversation was nothing more than what the weather was like outside and how long it would take to get to relatives' houses.  It can be seen that this sister rarely goes out, so she seems a little cramped.  She also looked at the two people opposite her from time to time, because she really didn't know these two people.  If it weren¡¯t for her skin being so good, if her hands weren¡¯t so beautiful, and if it weren¡¯t for her natural and elegant appearance, the ordinary clothes she was wearing would have concealed her identity.  However, she is a princess, and anyone with a discerning eye will definitely see that her temperament does not match the cheap clothes she is wearing.  She held a package in her arms, holding it very tightly, just like the young woman opposite holding the basket. If it seemed that the basket was everything to the young woman, then this package was everything to her.  ¡°Some people, no matter how ragged their clothes are, can¡¯t hide their origins.  When?, there are very few such people.  But unfortunately, she is one of these very few people.  On the other hand, there is a kind of person, no matter how gorgeously she dresses, no matter how hard she pretends to be, no matter how hard she wears jewelry, no matter how much she sits there motionless and doesn¡¯t speak, yet if she is an experienced person, she can still learn from her  It was obvious from her performance that she didn't match the gorgeous clothes she was wearing.  Therefore, the woman in the carriage was a little uneasy.  Therefore, the little maid in the Changchun Garden Dome House, who was wearing gorgeous clothes and sitting by the bed with her head down reading but not reading a word, was also very worried.  There is a ditch behind Qionglu, and a young eunuch climbed in from here three times.  There is no fourth time, because when he went out, he also took someone with him. He climbed out of the smelly ditch with him, crawled through the even smellier sewer, and then climbed out of the garbage dump.  Although they changed their clothes immediately after coming out, they still seemed to smell a little bit.  Then the two of them ran to a street in fear and pretended to be casual and sat down in front of a stall selling soup dumplings and hot soup noodles. Each of them ordered a bowl of noodles and a soup dumpling.  It looked like they were eating very hard, stuffing all the food into their stomachs even though they had no appetite at all, because they all knew when the next meal would be available.  Just as the young woman drank the last mouthful of the hot soup, the soup dumpling seller said intentionally or unintentionally that the carriage across the city was really punctual, and the time almost never changed when passing here every day.  So, the two of them got into the carriage.  Mu San can be sure that the person driving the coach must be the person Yan Kuang contacted. There is no doubt about this, because even he and the eldest princess don¡¯t know where to get off, so only the coachman knows.  So even though he was so scared that his heart was about to jump out of his throat, he still forced himself to appear calm.  Although the coachman looked a little groggy and very old, he knew very well that appearance was by no means the correct criterion for judging a person's strength.  In order to cover up his nervousness, he would chat quietly with the eldest princess Yang Qinyan sitting next to him from time to time, and then secretly observe the reactions of the two people opposite.  But it seemed that the two people opposite had no interest in the conversation between them.  The scholar is still reading, and the young woman is still holding the basket.  Then Mu San felt a little inferior and found that even the eldest princess was much calmer than he looked.  While crawling through the sewer, she actually thought about taking off all the accessories on her body and throwing them away, messing up her hair, and then washed her face with the smelly water, washing away the beautiful eyebrow lines and face.  Applying a light powder also washes away the fragrance on her body.  She didn¡¯t even care at all about the bruises left on her body when she drilled through the hole.  She is taller than Mu San, but very thin.  But no matter how thin a woman is, she is still plump in some places.  So Mu San felt that he had failed a bit. He had already experienced so many things and had been reused by the general, but why was he still so unsatisfactory? He couldn't even compare to a princess who had never faced danger before!  This made him a little annoyed, but thinking about it this way, the pressure in his heart was relieved a lot.  The carriage kept going west.  Mu San knew that this was to avoid the Iron Armored Army camp. Most of the Iron Armored Army were deployed near Taiji Palace and Changchun Garden. There were almost no Iron Armored Army in the West City. After all, there were only 5,000 people left behind, and Chang'an City was too big.  Somewhat.  It swayed in the carriage for two hours. When the sun had slowly moved from the center to the west, the carriage finally stopped slowly.  Just as Mu San was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a shout from outside.  "Everyone get out of the car! Check!" Mu San's heart tightened and he subconsciously looked at the eldest princess Yang Qinyan.  Then he saw the fear in her eyes and the slight tremor in her shoulders.  Then, Mu San heard the coachman's hoarse voice urging: "The official wants to check, you all should get down quickly." At this moment, Mu San even suspected that the coachman was not one of his own at all.  Then he saw the young scholar get out of the car naturally, with the long sword lying across the door so that he didn't get out three times. Then he remembered to look back, and then put the long sword over, with the same look on his face.  Such an expression looks so stupid no matter how you look at it.  Next is the young woman, holding the basket, her cautious look makes people feel that she may collapse at any time.  Mu San winked at the eldest princess, meaning don¡¯t come down yet, I¡¯ll go out and have a look. After this wink, Mu San suddenly felt a sense of great pride.  However, when he got off the car, he felt that his legs were a little weak.  After Mu San got out of the car, his eyes were stung by the sunlight outside. After rubbing it, he realized that the person blocking the carriage was not the Iron Armored Army Empress.Take a breath.  Then he saw a government servant come over and snatch the basket from the young woman's hand and throw it to the ground. Immediately, most of the eggs in the basket were broken.  Mu San was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but want to curse.  ¡° What you are so nervous and concerned about is actually just a basket of eggs?  !  At this time, he suddenly noticed that the old man driving the car looked at the government servant in a strange way. It took him a while to realize that the look waspity.  "I have never had any extravagant habits. I only like to eat a hard-boiled egg every morning, so I have calculated the days and prepared the amount to eat along the way Do you know how big a sin you have committed?" He heard  The young woman said this in a cold tone.  Then he saw the old man driving the car ducking back, as if he was afraid of being splashed with blood. The young scholar with the sword hanging on his back took three big steps back and covered his eyes with a book.  ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ The carriage slowly arrived at the city gate. The old man who drove the carriage handed a token to guard the city gate, and then lowered his voice and said in a low voice that several criminals had been secretly executed and had just been pulled out of Changchun Garden. They were not allowed to show their faces. They were all big shots.  The city gate guard avoided the old man like a god of plague, threw the token to him, and then waved to let the gatekeeper pass.  Mu San glanced at the young woman sitting opposite with half a basket of eggs in surprise, and then hid back in fear.  The smell in the carriage was worse, not because of him and the eldest princess, but because there were many more people in the carriage many dead people.  At this moment, he suddenly felt a cold feeling on his back. He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the young woman opposite, and found that the young woman was also looking at him. When Mu San saw the young woman's eyes, he was frightened and trembled. He never dared to look a second time.  Eye.  That young woman¡¯s eyes actually had no black eyes, they were all white, like flawless white jade.
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