After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

Lu Jiaoyue, Linghu Feng and another official whom Wen Zhimiao was not familiar with were sitting in the lobby on the first floor drinking tea.

Seeing Wen Zhimiao coming down the stairs, he quickly bowed.

Wen Zhimiao said briskly, "Get up, no need to be polite."

The three of them stood up quickly.

"I'm going out for a walk, you guys can do as you please." After saying this, Wen Zhimiao took Shi Wanyue and walked out.

After the young men left, the official smiled and said, "It's better to be young."

It was already afternoon, and even the ferry was not as busy as it was in the morning. This was not a big city like Yunjing or Fu'an City, so it was still a bit deserted in the afternoon.

There aren't even many people setting up stalls.

Some larger shops are still open.

There were three burly guards following behind them.

Chu An and Chu Qiu were responsible for guarding the post station and did not come out with them.

Wen Zhimiao asked someone about the more famous shops in the city.

Finally, they chose an old shop. It wasn’t a big restaurant, but many people said the food tasted good, so they followed the advice and went there directly.

It's a small street restaurant, it looks a bit shabby from the outside, but it's still clean.

Several people sat down in the lobby. Only a few people knew Wen Zhimiao's identity. It was impossible for everyone in the city to know it. After all, he was not here for inspection.

It was just that the few people looked dressed in fancy clothes, so the boss still unconsciously showed some respect to them.

The menu looked like it was specially handwritten by someone, and the handwriting was quite nice.

There were many things that Wen Zhimiao and others didn't understand, so they asked the boss to recommend a few dishes.

Several people were sitting in the lobby, and there were quite a few people coming and going.

Wen Zhimiao and a few others sat there, watching people coming and going. These people did look a little different from the people of Yunjing.

However, there are quite a few women coming and going.

Wen Zhimiao had learned about this place before coming here. Perhaps because the ethics and civilization of the Central Plains were not that deep yet, the status of women was not that low.

There are even some tribes in the south where women are the heads of the tribe.

Most of the people seemed to be smiling, and seemed more relaxed than those coming and going in Fuan City.

The dishes started to be served soon, and they were rather light.

Everyone tasted it together and found that it tasted quite good.

After eating on the boat for a few days, I suddenly tasted this dish and the contrast was really obvious.

Other dishes were also served and they all tasted good. As it was close to the river, there were a lot of river food and I don’t know how the chef prepared them, but there was no earthy smell and at the same time, they retained their freshness.

Shi Wanyue ate an extra bowl of rice today.

After eating and drinking, a few people continued to wander around. There was nothing special to see in the small town. It didn't take much time to walk through the largest street block from beginning to end. Besides, there were not many people around at that time.

Some tailor shops are still open.

When a few people were wandering around the city, they found many people who had fled from the South.

Wen Zhimiao looked at those people and couldn't help feeling a little pity.

Until a woman who sold herself to bury her mother appeared in front of them.

Wen Zhimiao looked at the wooden sign and the woman kneeling on the ground in coarse linen clothes.

This kind of scene that only appears in TV dramas actually appeared in front of her.

When Wen Zhimiao watched TV before, he couldn’t understand this kind of thing.

She even thought, with so many places to go in ancient times, wouldn't it be possible to just bury him anywhere?

Now Wen Zhimiao understood a little bit. After all, in today's world, the culture of filial piety is still very strong.

Besides, you can’t bury someone anywhere.

There are usually fixed places for burials.

It was the first time for several of them to encounter such a situation. The girl looked fragile and seemed to be only thirteen or fourteen years old.

"Or, how about we help her?" Bian Ruitong said, scratching his head.

Shi Wanyue shook her head: "No hurry."

She pointed to a guard behind her and said, "Go and do the autopsy."

"Yes." The guard nodded and immediately stepped forward to negotiate with the woman.

"If it's true, help her bury her mother." Wen Zhimiao said again as she walked over: "The indenture contract is not needed."

After saying that, they continued walking somewhere else.

This city is not big, but it is relatively clean. Some of the urban creation policies promulgated by the court in recent years have also been reflected in this place.

Although the implementation was not so thorough, at least some policies have been implemented, for example, garbage disposal can be felt.

At least the garbage is not thrown away randomly. After the market is over, there will be special people to deal with the garbage.

Wen Zhimiao is not very knowledgeable about history, and it was only in this life that he learned that there were actually policies regarding garbage disposal in ancient times, and it was not unattended.

It is also prohibited to urinate or defecate anywhere.

It’s just because there are only so many government officials and it’s impossible to supervise every corner, so there are so many uneducated people.

After all, this kind of thing will still be impossible to prevent in the future society. Some people are simply seriously regressing to their ancient ways and have no awareness of being Homo sapiens. There is nothing we can do about it.

"This city lord is quite thoughtful." Wen Zhimiao suddenly sighed after taking a few people for a stroll.

Shi Wanyue nodded, and Zheng Shu and Qi Linglang also agreed with her.

Only Bian Ruitong didn't quite understand: "What do you mean?"

"First of all, the road planning is very reasonable, and you can see that many roads were built recently."

"Secondly, the planning of each area is also very reasonable, and life is very convenient."

Shi Wanyue nodded and said, "I saw two academies along the way. Judging from the introductions at the entrances of the academies and the words of admonition, they should be newly established, and the divisions of the two academies are different."

"Also, the refugees in the city were resettled in a centralized manner, so there wasn't a situation where there were displaced people everywhere."

Bian Ruitong nodded, not quite understanding: "Oh, but isn't it the same in Yunjing and Fu'an City?"

"But this is neither Yunjing nor Fu'an City. This is just a border town, a small town."

"It is very good to have such a plan. It can even be called a role model of the same level." Shi Wanyue took over the conversation again.

Bian Ruitong nodded: "I see."

Although she still didn't quite understand, after all, in her understanding, the rules were all the same, so how could they be inconsistent?

Wen Zhimiao did not explain much to her. After all, Bian Ruitong didn't like reading, and she just couldn't understand no matter how much he said.

She thought that since that was the rule, wouldn't everyone be able to do it if they just followed it?

But in fact, the situation in each place is different, and the officials above are either capable or incompetent.

When we were getting ready to go back, we saw a snack stand on the street, so we went over and bought one each.

It was something Wen Zhimiao had never eaten before, and the stall owner couldn't communicate with her smoothly. After all, not everyone in this era could speak Mandarin.

If communication fails, just forget it. Money is universal anyway. You can just buy the things and leave.

After buying a few things, we went back directly.

When they returned to the post station, the guard had not returned yet, and the defense of the post station had already been set up.

Even if the assassin could come in, it would be impossible for him to come in without any noise.