Every time I wear it quickly, there are always big guys giving it away.

Siyang City.

With green mountains behind it and clear streams surrounding the city, the tall and majestic city walls have a proud and arrogant expression and a dramatic and soaring charm. The gray and white walls are painted with mottled and deep lines by time.

It is said that "the land is rich in spiritual plants and the people still wear ancient clothes", which describes the beautiful landscape and simple and calm folk customs here.

Also, because it is located in the prosperous area of ​​Jiangnan, far away from Kyoto, the rivers and lakes, the imperial court and the people maintain a wonderful balance.

Cloth-clad knights can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys, most of them are equipped with shining weapons. The people here walk slowly and calmly, and at most they will keep a certain distance when they see people with weapons, and their faces have already shown an expression of being accustomed to it.

Kyoto was located at the foot of the emperor, with strict defenses and laws. It was impossible for ordinary people to take to the streets with lethal weapons.

Although some of these heroes belonged to famous families or had prestigious titles, the court viewed them as a group of dangerous elements rather than ordinary people with no status.

They may incite public opinion and create riots at any time and anywhere.

The Jianghu and the imperial court were at odds with each other. There were many martial artists in the Jianghu, but how many of them were there? The imperial court had millions of troops, and the war alone was enough to consume them.

Furthermore, it is true that where there are people, there is the world of martial arts.

But as a human being, you naturally need to "stand tall and upright". In other words, you must have a certain foothold.

If the dispute with the imperial court comes to light, won't we be left with no place to stand?

Putting aside the issue of serving in other countries, they just don't obey the rules, not collectively rebel or treason.

The difficulty in leaving one’s homeland is also a patriotic sentiment unique to the Chinese people, which is small but passionate.

The same is true in the martial arts world. Although there are many conflicts, they are all minor ones and have not reached the point where the court needs to send troops to suppress them. However, going too far is also not allowed.

This requires a smart middleman to coordinate, and the leader of the martial arts world is such a bridge connecting the court and the underworld.

Therefore, it is not enough to have martial arts that are ahead of everyone else. You must convince everyone. Otherwise, how can you call on the people in the martial arts world?

The previous leader of the martial arts world has led the martial arts world for more than twenty years and has reached the age to step down. The challenge competition for the new leader of the martial arts world will be held in Siyang City.

In the past half month, many new faces have flocked into Siyang City, most of whom are people from all over the world who are full of confidence and want to make a name for themselves in this challenge competition.

All the hotels, restaurants and inns in Siyang City, big and small, were filled with knights and heroes from all over the world.

Although it brought many opportunities to make money to the people of the city, it also caused some hidden dangers.

The governor of Siyang City had anticipated this and arranged for officers to patrol every day to maintain public order.

As the New Year approaches, the prefect's pressure increases sharply. Even during holidays, he dare not completely let go. He is really worried.

Siyang City is located in the prosperous area south of the Yangtze River, surrounded by mountains and rivers. The temperature does not seem to be much lower, and there is warm sunshine most of the time, but it is really cold!

This kind of cold is not the dry cold felt in Kyoto, but a damp cold that penetrates into the bone marrow. If there happens to be a whistling wind, it will be so cold that it goes to the core and your teeth will chatter.

Chen Jia, who had just arrived in Siyang City, was not used to this difficult situation. He stayed in the courtyard all day, sitting by the brazier and refusing to go out.

When they first arrived in Siyang City, all the inns were full. Fortunately, the Regent had someone buy a house in advance, so they avoided the trouble of sleeping on the streets.

Later, I heard from Fuyun that a new restaurant had opened in Siyang City. It was doing very prosperous business and was always packed every day.

It is said that the food sold in this restaurant is just right for this cold weather.

Chen Jia became interested, jumped down from the couch in three or two steps, called Fuyun and was about to go out.

"Hey, Master, wait a minute--"

Fuyun's eyelids twitched as she watched His Majesty's unrestrained and uninhibited behavior, fearing that His Majesty would forget the way of being a monarch, which is to "strictly observe etiquette" after returning to Kyoto.

When they are away from home, in order to prevent any unexpected events, Fuyun and Minghe call His Majesty "Master" and their own master "Master". This way they will not attract attention and will also make a distinction.

"What about him?"

Chen Jia put on a fox fur coat and a fluffy hood and was about to step out of the room when she suddenly remembered that she had forgotten someone. She felt guilty and stopped.

"My Lord, I should be in the study right now."

Fuyun thought about it and made a reasonable guess based on the prince's usual habits.

"Okay." Chen Jia nodded calmly and pushed open the door with full mental preparation.

As expected, a gust of cold wind blew in my face, and my face, which was originally red from the charcoal fire, instantly faded.

She blinked her eyes, suppressed the urge to retreat, took a firm step forward, and put her two little hands in her sleeves.

"Why are you here?" The Regent was very surprised to see her. Judging from her situation recently, the lady must be very afraid of the cold and has been staying in her room for several days.

It's a rare day for the Regent to go out, so he can't help but think a lot.

"I heard from Fuyun that there's a new restaurant in the city that's suitable for eating in this weather, and I really want to go and check it out." The implication of her words was - do you want to go with me?

The Regent couldn't bear to reject her kindness, and seeing how lively she was, he nodded and said, "It's a good opportunity to try the specialties of Siyang City."

Chen Jia was obviously delighted, but thinking about the image of the queen, she finally held back her cheers.

She stepped forward, supported the Regent, and led him away from the table. "There is no time to lose. Let's get going!"

Regent: ...

He didn't know that "there is no time to lose" could be used in this way.

"Please allow me to put down my pen for a moment--" he said, but he did not dare to use any strength to slow down the lady's cheerful steps.

Chen Jia listened to him, stopped and cooperated, waited for him to put down his pen, and then dragged him out.

Fuyun looked at the two figures standing close to each other, and for some reason, a sense of melancholy arose in her heart.

Ming He smiled subtly and followed his two masters without stopping.

He felt that he was full enough without having to eat tonight.

Fangtai Tower is named after the meaning of "good fortune comes to all directions".

The lobby on the first floor was filled with diners, and the air was filled with a rich spicy aroma.

Looking closely, there were three to five guests sitting around each table, and in the middle of the table was a copper hot pot roasting over charcoal fire, with boiling water in the pot.

The diners hurriedly put in various ingredients, waiting intently to watch the ingredients rolling up and down in the pot. As soon as they were cooked, they immediately picked them up with chopsticks and put them in their mouths, showing an expression of enjoyment while eating.

The entire hall was wrapped in steaming hot air. Many diners were eating until their faces were red and sweaty, but they were still reluctant to put down their chopsticks and just wanted to be more satisfied.

The diners in the lobby enjoyed their food with gusto, and the guests in the private rooms even more so.

Chen Jia smelled this overbearing fragrance and was completely dizzy.

Isn’t this the ancient version of hot pot!

Unfortunately, at that time, cattle were still a great help to the common people in farming, so the imperial court had clear regulations that cattle should not be killed without reason.

If you slaughter or eat beef privately, it is illegal and you will either be sent to jail or do hard labor.

The copper hot pot is filled with processed large pieces of lamb bones and meat. The soup is milky white and rich, with a fragrant aroma that makes people salivate.

While the soup was boiling, Chen Jia added some vegetables, and when she thought they were almost cooked, she scooped them out and put them in bowls and plates.

As far as she could remember, there was hot pot in Kyoto as well, but the people of Kyoto had not yet developed such a wide variety of hot pot dishes, nor a wide variety of condiments.

Chen Jia had some guesses in her mind. She estimated that Fang Tailou was most likely the store opened by the heroine Cui Yuanyuan.

The plot also says that the heroine is a business expert and can make money by opening any store.

She has the support of the maritime caravan, and her main focus is on the freshness of "I have what others don't".

Apart from the heroine, Chen Jia really didn't suspect anyone.

I have to say that the heroine is quite capable.

Knowing is one thing, doing it is another!