I'll let it go. Could it be Wei Yingwu who wrote "The wild ferry is no one's boat lingers on his own", right? He must have the same name and the famous poet Wei Yingwu is such a scum.

Li Zaixing cursed himself, looked at Wei Yingwu again, and nodded: "Boy, although his martial arts skills are poor, he is still a little brave. OK, I understand, I'm waiting for you at all corners of the world, just hope you don't let me wait too long. It's really lonely when there is no opponent."

After saying that, Li Zaixing sighed, turned his horse's head and left. After hearing this sigh, Wei Yingwu was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood. He could no longer support him. His legs became weak and he sat on the ground, unable to help moaning. He looked at Li Zaixing's back as he was leaving and bit his teeth hatefully.

Several injured and fell to the ground surrounded by young men in brocade clothes, and one of them murmured: "Sanlang, do you want to report to the official?"

"What official?" Wei Yingwu roared and looked around. Seeing that although several of his friends were injured, they had no worries about their lives. The three of them died were all entourages, he breathed a sigh of relief. He covered his wounds, took a breath of air conditioning, and cursed: "You don't have eyes. This thief is not only good at martial arts, but also kills people without blinking. He is not afraid of us revenge. He will report to the official and catch him. If he can't catch him, he will definitely start a massacre."

He glanced at everyone: "Who would be stared at by such a person?"

Everyone subconsciously shrank their necks.

"What should I do? Just bear it like this?" a young man in brocade said angrily.

"Let's come first, find a master to deal with him." Wei Yingwu endured the pain and grinned, and got up from the ground. It took a lot of effort to climb onto the horse. "I don't believe that no one can beat him. At worst, just spend some more money."

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Li Zaixing threw more than a dozen purses to Lu Hu. Lu Hu is now his little servant, so of course he should be responsible for these matters.

Li Mi's face was depressed, but he couldn't see how nervous he was. Obviously, he was not worried about Wei Yingwu's revenge, but he was not very satisfied with Li Zaixing's behavior just now. Li Zaixing saw it but did not explain. Li Mi's nature was different from him, and seeking common ground while reserving differences was inevitable, and he could not be decided by Li Mi. In his opinion, evil people like Wei Yingwu must be controlled by evil people, and it is not impossible to reason with him, but the premise is to be defeated first.

There are only two things that puzzled him: one is Wei Yingwu the poet Wei Yingwu in history, and the other is that Chang'an is the capital of the Tang Dynasty. Even if the Wei family is powerful, it is okay to kill people in broad daylight? He could not find the answer for the previous question, but for the latter question, he could ask Li Mi, a native of Chang'an.

After hearing Li Zaixing's doubts, Li Mi sighed: "I value military merit in the Tang Dynasty, and I have many young men and roamed the golfers. Even people like Li Bai have killed people. What are the curiosities who kill people? The Wei family is indeed powerful. Although they have suffered some setbacks in recent years, there are several prime ministers and many princesses who have married many princesses. It is really not something that ordinary people can shake. However, he dares to kill you in public because you are just a commoner. Although my Li family is also an official family, it cannot be compared with the Wei family."

"Because I am a commoner, I can kill you at will?"

"It's not that you can kill it at will, it's because few people are willing to go against the Wei family for a commoner." Li Mi sighed again: "Of course, although Wei Yingwu is a playboy, he won't kill anyone at will. Today I really like your horse. These rangers like the most are beauty and horses."

Li Zaixing snorted, and could hear Li Mi being insincere. Wei Yingwu, or a playboy who doesn't take murder seriously like Wei Yingwu, is probably not a minority in Chang'an. It's not easy to live in Chang'an. It was a big deal. The decision to stay in Prajna Temple to practice martial arts before leaving the mountain was wise. If he didn't have a good martial arts, he would be slaughtered before entering Chang'an.

While talking, the two walked towards Chang'an City and turned on a road that was more than 100 meters wide. This road ran south from Chang'an City and extended directly to the bottom of Nanshan Mountain. Although Li Zaixing did not ask, he roughly guessed that this road should be the legendary Zhuque Street. However, this road did not shock him much. Apart from wide, it was no different from ordinary roads. The loess was flying, and it must be full of yellow soup when it rained, which was far worse than the cement roads in later generations.

"Along this road, you will see Zhuque Street, which is famous all over the world." Seeing Li Zaixing's indifferent look on his face, Li Mi involuntarily reminded him. As a native of Chang'an, Li Zaixing's indifference made him feel a little hurtful of his self-esteem.

"Oh." Li Zaixing responded perfunctorily, pointed to the widest one in the middle and said, "It must have cost a lot of money to build this road, but unfortunately there are no ones who have left now, which is really a waste."

Li Mi curled his lips: "That is the imperial road that can only be taken by the emperor, of course no one will walk." He paused and said: "Not only this road, but also the main roads in the city and outside the city, there are imperial roads that can only be taken by the emperor. Ordinary people cannot walk. You must be careful when you are in the city, otherwise you will be investigated by the left and right Jinwu Guards who patrol the streets."

Listening to Li Mi’s nagging instructions, Li Zaixing smiled. In a word, it’s just a matter of saying, be careful in Chang’an City and don’t be too arrogant. Chang’an City is the capital, and there are many noble officials and nobles. A playboy like Wei Yingwu is actually nothing. Some people can kill you with justification, but they don’t even need to move their fingers. In other words, Chang’an is the capital of the Tang Dynasty and a paradise for the powerful, but it has nothing to do with ordinary people like you.

Li Zaixing knew that Li Mi had a kind heart, for fear that he would act like he had just taken action and cause trouble. However, from Li Mi's reminder, he also realized that even eunuchs like Li Mi would not dare to be too presumptuous in Chang'an. A family like his might have a reputation in other places, but when he arrived in Chang'an, he would be nothing.

There are so many officials under the emperor's feet, it's understandable.

While listening to Li Mi’s nagging, he came to Mingdemen.

Mingde Gate is the south gate of Chang'an City and the largest city gate in the outer city. It has five doorways, each of which is 150 meters wide and can accommodate two cars in parallel. There is a rammed earth wall between the two doors. There is a threshold made of bluestone in the middle of the doorway, which carved smooth curled grass patterns and relief lying beasts. The beasts are strong and strong in their body, but not ferocious in appearance. They look indescribable confidence and leisure, which is very different from the strange or pet-like carvings of later generations. They are somewhat similar to the carvings of the Han Dynasty, but they are more courageous and more harmonious in their techniques.

The city is 18 feet high, and there is a city tower on the city. It is nearly fifteen meters long from east to west and about three meters high. It is connected to the city wall and is nearly five meters high. The huge size naturally produces a kind of power. This power cannot be seen from a distance. When it is close, looking up at the tall and majestic Mingde Gate Tower, Li Zaixing felt the momentum of Chang'an City and also understood why many literati in later generations would tirelessly use poems and articles to praise the greatness of Chang'an City.

This is an unspeakable spirit. With just a huge size, you can feel the confidence and strength of looking down on the world.

Standing at Mingde's door, Li Zaixing couldn't help but hold his breath and looked at Chang'an City with sincere awe.

"How?" Li Mi smiled. The expression on Li Zaixing's face made him feel the pride of Chang'an people.

"How can you watch such a majestic city be destroyed by war?" Li Zaixing sighed with emotion: "Sanlang, time is endless."

Li Mi's face turned dark and his complacent disappeared. Li Zaixing's words deeply hurt him. He remembered the Han Chang'an City not far northwest of Chang'an City. The Han Dynasty Chang'an City was also a heroic city, not much smaller than the size of the Chang'an City today, but what is left there now? The heroic city that used to be destroyed in previous wars. Those places that were once palaces are now full of grass, and there is no trace of royal atmosphere.

By learning from the past and knowing the present, the Tang Dynasty has reached its peak in its prosperous era, with hidden dangers arising from the crowd. The emperor is greedy for pleasure, and the treacherous will fight against power. The border generals take credit for themselves. The entire Tang Dynasty seems to be sitting on a pile of firewood. Just one spark may ignite a raging fire, destroying the prosperity of this prosperous era.

Li Zaixing is a martial artist who has never read many books. He can clearly understand the crisis of the Tang Dynasty. I have been well-read since I was a child and have been highly regarded by the virtuous ministers. Now I only know how to be complacent and not knowing that the great disaster is coming. It is really not necessary.

Li Mi blamed himself, and Li Zaixing saw it and smiled slightly. As the saying goes, a gentleman can deceive him, which is not bad at all. As long as he mentions a question, Li Mi's courage to save the country and the people will be the only one in the world and will be unstoppable.

As the crowds entered the city, Li Zaixing was a little disappointed. In front of him was the real Zhuque Street. The street was really wide, but it was not lively. Apart from the pedestrians rushing on both sides, there was only about ten feet of earth-yellow walls on both sides. There was no lively street market at all, let alone beautiful girls. They looked a little empty and cold, and were far from the prosperous scene that Li Zaixing imagined.

"What's wrong?"

"Why is the city so deserted?"

Li Mi smiled: "The south of the city is indeed deserted. The lively places are all in the north of the city and close to the imperial city. Those who live in the south of the city are poor." He pointed to the walls on both sides: "The south of the city is low and wet. Once it rains, it is easy to accumulate water, so few people are willing to live in the south of the city. As long as it is possible, they will go north. There are generally no people in these yards. Some have been reclaimed for vegetable crops, while others just grow grass empty. Of course, there are no one. Follow this road and pass Lanling and Jingshan fangs, and there will be more families."

Li Zaixing suddenly realized that the land in Chang'an City was not all that valuable. The walls were neatly built, and they were all image projects, with slums and wastelands inside.

Living in the capital does not mean that you are rich.

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