"Due to the invasion of the Western Invaders, the Military Department and the Civil Affairs Department jointly announced that the four people must pass the document and identity certificates when entering the city. I hope everyone can cooperate and line up consciously." A major soldier stood at the gate of the city and repeatedly shouted to the crowd, his voice a little hoarse.

Behind him, there were two rows of nearly a hundred Han soldiers holding swords and crossbows. As long as there were enemies in the crowd, the sharp blade would definitely kill him on the spot as soon as possible.

All the people entering and leaving, regardless of their status, were lined up in an orderly manner to show their identity certificates and move forward. Fortunately, there were enough gates of the imperial capital, which diverted a large number of people, but even so, there were still a long queue of dozens of meters ahead of Lei Dongfeng and others.

Of course, people like Lei Dongfeng and others were as tall as ordinary people's clothes. Although they were wearing ordinary people's clothes, the neatly brimmed with good horses, the carved bows and sabers beside them. The four people queuing up were also looking at them frequently.

Although there were many people queuing up, the inspection was very fast. These Han soldiers were all nimble. In just over ten minutes, Lei Dongfeng and others were lined up.

"A few are formal military and civilians?" said Major Han Bing, who was in charge of the inspection.

"Brother, I have such eyesight. We are the soldiers of the empire." Lei Dongfeng smiled.

"Oh, Kuanglan, Dasanguan, the Imperial Sichuan... Are you from Kuanglan Army?" The man took the identity certificate of Lei Dongfeng and others, looked surprised and almost exclaimed.

"Hehe, brother, don't be so surprised, are you?" Lei Dongfeng was a little surprised.

"Brother, you don't know that the reputation of your Kuanglan Army is everywhere. Although I am an official in the city gate, I also hope to go on the battlefield and kill the enemy like you and be loyal to the country..." The major said, and suddenly saw the four people around him looking at him curiously, and quickly restrained his surprised expression.

"Please come in. If you are destined to be together, you will definitely visit me." After saying that, the major solemnly salutes and let Lei Dongfeng and others enter the city.

"This person seems to be the sky split that day." Jiang Zhuying murmured as he looked at the major's figure.

"Well, they are all guardians in the city, but they have the world in mind. This is the true nature of my Han soldiers." Lei Dongfeng sighed.

"Let's go, let's settle down first. Before noon, we can go and visit the British Marquis." Lei Dongfeng said.

When everyone entered the imperial capital, there was the straight road of the imperial capital Jiangshanxi. Although the road was wide, few people dared not ride a horse at will. In addition, there was a constant stream of people, so they simply dismounted and walked.

After a moment, everyone found an inn called Linfeng Pavilion on the back street path not far from the city gate. A friend had already come forward to lead the horse and greeted Lei Dongfeng and the others with a smile.

Everyone ordered a few houses, put their luggage, and called for food and drinks. However, the two carriagemen Meng Xing and Wu Dong were anxious to return to the public opinion paper and made an appointment to meet again tomorrow, and left in a hurry.

After settling down and saluting, Lei Dongfeng and others, led by Jiang Zhuying, headed straight to the British Marquis' Mansion on the east side of Jiangshan City.

Speaking of which, the layout planning of the imperial capital and even the entire imperial palace level cities are basically the same, and the layout planning of the Jiangshan City, which was built a thousand years ago, is the blueprint for those urban planning and construction.

The entire imperial capital is mainly divided into four major areas. The areas where administrative and government officials in the east of the city and various higher colleges of the empire are located. The east of the city is Yanshan, which is close to the imperial capital, the west of the city is a market trade zone, the north of the city is an industrial production zone, and the south of the city and the vacant lands in the city are residential areas for the four people.

As for the military camps, market facilities, each area exists, and the army is stationed inside and outside the city. For example, the guards of the imperial capital are stationed under the remnants of Yanshan Mountain in the east of Jiangshan City; the south of Jiangshan City is less than three miles south of Jiangshan City, and the side of the sea is Jiangshan's acropolis "Hundred Battles". The entire acropolis is dozens of miles in a radius, which is completely a large barracks, and the empire's famous Flying Tiger Legion is stationed inside.

The mansion of the British Hou Zhao Huicheng is in the mountains near the Yanshan Mountains in the east of the city. The trees are densely shady and the road is not wide to the front of the door. The entire courtyard faces the streets and the jungle behind the Yanshan Mountains is a quiet place in the hustle and bustle.

Compared with the deep courtyards of other officials, the mansion of the British Marquis was not conspicuous, covering only a thousand square meters of land. A black door stood on the high walls. An ordinary wooden plaque hung on the door with four large characters written on it: The Mansion of the British Marquis.

Jiang Zhuying knocked on the corner door next to the main door, and soon a man poked his head out. When he saw Jiang Zhuying, he showed a look of surprise. He shouted happily into the door: "It's the eldest lady who is back, open the door quickly."

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When Lei Dongfeng stepped into the gate, Zhao Huicheng, who was standing on the Lingxing Tower in the back garden of the mansion, turned his gaze from the endless scenery of Yanshan Mountain behind the garden to the figures at the gate.

Although the distance was still a few hundred meters away, Zhao Huicheng's eyes were as if he had seen the indifferent smile on Lei Dongfeng's face.

"It's still here." Zhao Huicheng suddenly smiled. He saw Lei Dongfeng, and even saw the tall and pretty figure beside Lei Dongfeng, with a hint of tenderness appearing in his eyes.

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"Brother, I haven't told you my true identity..." Jiang Zhuying said with some guilt.

"Actually, Boy Lei has guessed that this boy looks honest, but is actually very cunning." Before Lei Dongfeng could say anything, Lin Qingping took the lead, but the concern and inquiries in his eyes showed that he was actually afraid that Lei Dongfeng would care. Jiang Zhuying looked at Old Dao Lin with gratitude.

"Zhuying, no matter who you are or who is standing behind you, you will always be my dearest woman!" Lei Dongfeng smiled and pulled Jiang Zhuying's little hand.

"Brother..." Jiang Zhuying's face turned red, and she felt warmth in her heart.

"Miss, you'll be back." At this time, an old man in green clothes quickly came up, looked at Jiang Zhuying happily, and took her hand with kindness.

Jiang Zhuying glanced at Lei Dongfeng and saw that he didn't care, so he shouted to the old man: "Haibo. Are you in good health?"

"What? Oh, you said you have grown taller? He is taller and more beautiful." The old man smiled.

"Haibo has bad ears." Jiang Zhuying explained to everyone with a blushing face.

"Okay, okay. What's wrong with it? The British Marquis is waiting for a few people in the garden. Miss, I will talk to you later." The old man said with a smile.

"The British Marquis knows we are here?" Lei Dongfeng said in surprise, and looked at Jiang Zhuying again. Jiang Zhuying shook his head and said that he did not inform him in advance.

"Young man, what did you say?" The old man pointed to his ear and signaled that he couldn't hear clearly.

"Then it's time for the old man. Please walk slowly." Lei Dongfeng shouted loudly. Seeing that the old man was staggering and unsteadily, he immediately subconsciously took a step forward. He held the old man's arm and walked with him.

"You young man is a good-hearted man, but you are too delicate. You speak in a low voice, not from the girl's house." The old man nodded and smiled.

"Uh..." Lei Dongfeng was speechless. This was the first time he heard someone praise him for being delicate. The old man had a little deaf ear, but he still said that others were silent.

But the elder is great, and Lei Dongfeng is not easy to refute, so he just smiled. The old Taoist next to him smiled secretly.

The old man walked very slowly, and took this opportunity to observe the environment in the British Marquis' Mansion carefully. I saw that this courtyard was a typical building in the north of the Empire. The entire building was built on the mountain. It looked divided into four directions. Although it was not very luxurious, it was very exquisite. It winded up along the mountain. Moreover, the courtyard was more tough and tough. The weapons frames that could be seen everywhere around and the tall green bamboo and pines on both sides of the bluestone steps all showed the style of the owner.

Lei Dongfeng helped the old man and walked through the winding corners of the veranda house under the guidance of the old man, walking through gates of various shapes, gradually walking from the gate at the foot of the mountain to the halfway up the mountain. Along the way, Lei Dongfeng felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had been here at a certain time. Later, Lei Dongfeng no longer needed the old man's guidance, but walked forward on his own. After a moment, he finally arrived at the back garden of the British Marquis' Mansion.

"I'll ask you upstairs, I won't go upstairs." When I arrived in front of a three-story building covered with green bamboos in the middle of the mountain, the old man stopped and said to Lei Dongfeng and others.

"Well. I'm working hard, please give in to myself." Lei Dongfeng nodded, but Jiang Zhuying couldn't wait to step onto the floor.

Lei Dongfeng and others followed and climbed two stairs. When they reached the third floor, they could only hear Jiang Zhuying's surprise shout: "Entertainment Father."

Then, he rushed into the arms of a man in a blue shirt like a breast.

"It's all the big girl, and it's still like this, haha." The man also said with joy in his tone, touching Jiang Zhuying's head indulgently and smiled.

"Marquis of Britain, I am polite." Dao Xu Huanzong bowed.

"Since we parted every year, we have not seen each other for half a year. Xu Dao has always been good?" Zhao Huicheng hurriedly returned the courtesy.

"Brother Feilan, hello." Old Taoist Lin Qing said lightly.

"Thank you for your hard work, sit down." Zhao Huicheng smiled and nodded.

"Meet the British Hou (Dean Zhao)!" Lei Dongfeng did not understand the identity of the middle-aged man in front of him, and immediately saluted respectfully, and Li Ruoxi beside him also saluted.

"You are finally here, don't return! You don't have to be restrained. Since I asked you to come up to this building, I didn't think you were a subordinate or an outsider. You can sit there casually, Ying'er, I will chat with Bugui first, and I will greet you later." British Marquis Zhao Huicheng looked at Lei Dongfeng and took the lead in sitting on the ground.

The floor of this small building is paved with bamboo, with a thin layer of cashmere on it, which makes it very comfortable to sit on it.

Zhao Huicheng's unpredictable straightforwardness and honesty made Lei Dongfeng and others respect him.

There are only corridor columns and straw mats that cover the wind and rain on all sides, but there is no window glass. At this moment, the straw mats are rolling on all sides, and the breeze blows on all sides. The birds singing from Yanshan Mountain is heard in my ears. The mountains around are like picturesque, and the streets of the imperial capital can be seen in the distance are like ants, which makes people feel a sense of pleasure that goes straight to the sky. And Zhao Huicheng, who is sitting upright, seems to be integrated with the breeze of the distant mountains, which makes people naturally admire them.

What is demeanor? This kind of spring breeze, soft but tough style is the demeanor of the British Marquis. Perhaps anyone can learn this demeanor, but there is always only one British Marquis.

"Well, if you don't belong, you must be curious why I knew it as soon as you entered the imperial capital, right?" Zhao Huicheng smiled when he saw a few people sitting down.
Chapter completed!