"Who? Dare to break through the city gate? Stop right there!"

"Call——"

Lin Junshu barely managed to hold the frightened horse, almost revealing his lack of equestrian skills.

He pretended to be calm, put on an arrogant posture, and said coldly: "Why did you stop me?"

"Hey, you rode your horse straight into the city gate, but you asked me why I stopped you?"

As the guarding soldier spoke, he reached out to grab Lin Junshu from his horse. The soldiers behind him seemed to be disturbed by the quarrel and began to surround him.

Hu Jian's hand was already on the hilt of the knife. The leader said that Lin Junshu was the leader in this business, so Lin Junshu's safety was his first priority.

The long knife had just been pulled out halfway, and Lin Junshu's slap had already been swung down hard.

"Pa!"

Bright red palm prints were printed on the face of the soldier who stopped him. The soldier did not expect that someone would slap him in the face in front of the city gate!

He couldn't react for a moment, covered his face, and looked up at Lin Junshu blankly.

"Who are you? When I went to Luoyang, I never saw a city defender as arrogant as you! Where is your commander? Come and see me!" Lin Junshu shouted at the stunned soldiers.

The bluff took effect, and the soldier immediately realized that he might have offended a big shot he couldn't afford to offend. He suppressed his fear and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and said with trembling arms:

"Sir...sir...I, I...don't..."

Lin Junshu waved his hand with a look of disgust, asking him to step aside, and glanced at the approaching person.

"My lord, I wonder where my men have offended you? This is your first time here. Everyone who enters the city must dismount their horses and walk. This has always been our rule in Xushui City."

The person was wearing silver armor, with a long silver sword hanging on his waist. He held the hilt of the sword with one hand and walked towards Lin Junshu, asking in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.

Is there such a thing?

Lin Junshu turned slightly to look at Hu Jian, and saw that he also had a confused look on his face.

Damn it, where did Zhang Jiao’s intelligence sources come from? It’s reliable and unreliable now and then. Could it be from his divination?

Now that things have come to this, of course he can't show his timidity, he sneered and said:

"Oh? You guys in Xushui City really have a lot of rules! I am a private soldier of the Lu family in Wu County. I am following General Huangfu Song of Zuo Zhonglang to defeat the Yellow Turban bandits with my young master. I am appointed as the military commander in the army! I haven't been in any city yet.

I was pulled down by the city guards at the gate!"

As he spoke, a token flew out of Lin Junshu's hand.

The officer subconsciously caught the token and took a closer look: "What a military commander!"

The rank of Military Marquis is equivalent to a deputy battalion-level official position. It belongs to the middle-level generals in the army. It is far beyond what he, a soldier guarding the city, can compare with.

What's more, what did he just say?

The soldiers of the Lu family in Wujun? Followed the young master to support the Yellow Turban crusade? And even sat in the position of military commander?

The Lu family of Wu County is a well-established Jiangdong family, and the soldiers who follow the young master are also true confidants of the family!

Of course, these were just compiled by Lin Junshu. After all, Wu Jun is far away in Jiangdong, and it is impossible to verify it in a short time. The only bet is an information gap.

These scumbags under Wang Zheng know the situation of the powerful and powerful families in the country best.

If he was just a military commander, then he wouldn't take it too seriously. Although his own status is not very good, there are not many high-ranking officials and dignitaries hanging around in their Xushui County?

It's just a military title, it's nothing.

But behind him stood the Lu family of Wujun, and the meaning was completely different.

After figuring out the crux, the city guard captain immediately handed over the sign with both hands.

A flattering smile appeared on her face, pretending to be reserved:

"Sir, please calm down! Your Majesty, please calm down! This boy lacks eyesight. Don't be as knowledgeable as him. This is your token."

"But...if General Huangfu's troops are not all assembled south of Jizhou, how can you have the time to visit our Xushui City?"

Lin Junshu calmly took the token and stuffed it into his arms.

"This is not because of some special reasons. The young master sent me and I to take the road from Bingzhou to Youzhou to deliver a message to an adult. Because the Yellow Turban bandits are still entrenched in the borders of Jizhou, it is inconvenient to return, and we have to wait until we complete the task.

We were repairing in Youzhou and waiting for the young master to join us. It happened that a colleague recommended this place to us. It was said to be a good place to relieve boredom, so the two of us came to visit..."

"Meet? So the Yellow Turban Army will be finished soon?" the city guard captain asked excitedly.

Xushui City is too close to Jizhou, and it is close to the headquarters of the Yellow Turban Army. I am afraid that if they go crazy one day and suddenly come north, Xushui City's industry will be gone.

Natural disasters can still be solved with the magistrate's wonderful methods, but no one can stop this military disaster!

The still excited city guard captain looked up and met a pair of cold eyes.

A voice without warmth came: "Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask."

"Yes, yes, I've gone too far, I've gone too far!" The captain of the city guard nodded and retreated, saying nothing more about dismounting.

He has eliminated any doubts about the identity of the two people. After all, all the dignitaries he has seen have this posture.

This taste is just right!

Lin Junshu and Hu Jian swaggered into Xushui City astride their horses.

As soon as he entered the city, Lin Junshu smelled a fresh fragrance, faint and faint, with a lingering aftertaste.

It was not the perfume he was used to, the perfume made of modern chemical products. It was different from the kind of deliberately and directly low-grade perfume.

It is a kind of implicit beauty. As the breeze touches your nose, it gently evokes a faint fragrance, just like a clear spring flowing through the valley, making small splashes on the emerald green rocks.

Before I could appreciate the layers of the scent, it suddenly disappeared.

When you are immersed in the aftertaste, that ray of regret just arises, and the next moment a completely different smell flies to the tip of your nose...

In this way, Lin Junshu seemed to be pulled by the faint fragrance, unconsciously urging the horse, and walked through the city cave which was not too long.

"Come, come, take a look, there are fresh and good goods, the nobles have a good eye for them!"

"The robes are silent, the jade skirts are dusty. The empty house is cold and lonely, and the fallen leaves are clinging to the heavy shoulders..."

"The special dishes of Wuchun Pavilion have arrived today, only 20 portions are available, while stocks last, the next supply time is uncertain!"

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The various noisy cries, mixed with music and string songs, made Lin Junshu wake up suddenly.

And the next second, he fell into an even greater shock.

The east gate of Xushui City seems to have been renovated. The gate is large enough for four carriages to drive side by side. It is rare and spacious for such a small city.

But the street in front of you is more than twice as big as the East Gate!

The buildings on both sides are decorated with red lacquer and blue tiles, carved railings and jade inlays. Gambling houses, teahouses, restaurants, pottery buildings, treasure pavilions, and weapons shops are all in sight.

As the sky gets darker, many businesses have hung up lanterns. Even a row of wooden racks have been placed on the spacious road, with palace lanterns hanging high.

And such a brightly lit long street actually runs through the entire city, all the way to the tallest dark building at the end.

Lin Junshu was in a trance for a moment. He seemed to feel that he had traveled back in time, strolling through commercial antique streets such as Jinli, Dongguan Street, Confucius Temple, and Pingjiang Road.

It's just that the scale, splendor and scale of this street are far beyond that.

Looking at the lively streets like daytime, there are old men in fine clothes, armored soldiers like them, and elegant scholars in white. All of them are smiling with contentment, and the shopkeepers and shopkeepers are so flattering.

A warm smile complements each other.

Is this the city that looks like hell?

"Jun Shu, I'm hungry."

Hu Jian's voice sounded at an inappropriate time, ruthlessly snapping him back to reality.

Lin Junshu's veins popped out, "You eat when you're hungry!"

There was a moment of silence behind him, and then a more resentful voice came:

"...Have you forgotten? I told you that we have finished our dry food."

"!!!"

"Eat, eat, eat! I will take you to eat now!"

"But you have to wait a moment."

Lin Junshu dismounted and smelled the scent carefully.

After several attempts, he finally determined that the scent came from the first closed shop on the left.

Lin Junshu led the horse and walked over.

Although the door is closed, the lights inside are brightly lit, and faint music and a woman's laughter can be heard faintly.

Hu Jian also came over with a big face, "Want to eat here?"

Lin Junshu raised his head and glanced at the signboard with the words "Ningxiang Pavilion" written on it, with a strange look on his face.
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