Han Jian didn't know the woman when he met her, and felt a pity in his heart. He calmed down and took Wen'er into the carriage.

Under the escort of the Eastern Prince's Mansion, the carriage arrived at a wide and flat street with good greening on the roadside. This street is not prosperous, and there were not many pedestrians on the road near noon. However, Han Jian knew that this was the main commercial activity area of ​​Luoyang City, and the destination of the carriage was "Qingxu Yashe".

Qingxu Yashe, Han Jian first thought it was related to Taoism, but later he realized it was not. Qingxu Yashe was not the name of a house, but represents a courtyard group, restaurants, teahouses and a series of leisure places. The high-ranking officials and nobles in Luoyang City also like to come here to gather, and by noon, there will be more people.

This is also the largest industry in the Dongwangfu in Chang'an City. Han Jian had long wanted to come and see it. Only when he recovered from his illness today will he have a chance.

When they arrived outside the Qingxu Yashu House, Ruan Ping and Sima Yi, who had arrived earlier, were already waiting. When they saw Han Jian get out of the carriage, they came forward. Han Jian had originally discussed with two friends to go to Wuxiang to watch the Taoist ceremony, but he was forced to listen to the lectures of the public and missed it. As a result, Ruan Ping and Sima Yi came back from the tour and were in great interest, but he slept all morning and was still a little dizzy.

"Young Master, it is definitely your loss if you didn't go to the Five Spice View. That scene is not so spectacular." Sima Zhi came over and said to Han Jian with a little regret.

Sima Yi is the same age as Han Jian, and is also sixteen years old. At this time, he was wearing white clothes and a sword around his waist, as heroic as Ximen Chuxue. Ruan Ping's clothes were usually more common, and Ruan Ping was more modest and talked less in public, but he had never changed his habit of being rude since he was a child.

Sima Zhi's words made Han Jian unhappy. These days, two old friends were having fun outside, while he hid in the room to recuperate, and he was almost bored.

Han Jian said: "Go up and have some refreshments first. After noon, we will go to Luoyang City for a walk. You need to lead the way."

"Of course." Sima Jie only came for a few days and was as confident as his master, "Take you to some good places to visit."

Han Jian asked the guards to wait downstairs, while he took Wen'er and two old friends upstairs. The main reason was that Han Jian was not used to being protected. Although his swordsmanship was not outstanding, he was enough to protect himself. At the foot of the emperor, Qingxu Yashe was also the territory of the Eastern Prince's Mansion, so he was not afraid of any danger. He simply let the guards enjoy the "employee benefits" and have a meal in Qingxu Yashe.

There were many seats upstairs, and there were many people dressed in bright clothes sitting at dinner. Han Jian looked around and saw that among the guests, the more conspicuous one was the table in the middle. The head of the guy was a young man wearing a light blue silk dress with a snow-white face. The guy looked red lips and white teeth, but he had an Adam's apple, and it was rare for men to have such handsome men. There were still a few people who seemed to be subordinates, all following the head of the guy. There were only some ordinary dishes in front of them. The guy was shaking the fan, as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't mention chopsticks.

At the south window facing the street, there was also a young man in front of the table. He was reading this book. This man was not old, but he was one or two years older than Han Jian, and was gentle and quiet. Han Jian had just turned his eyes, and Sima Jie had already walked forward, as if there was a festival, he was going to go up to condemn him.

"Brother, this is our table. Didn't you sit there just now?" Sima Yi said, and Han Jian realized that Sima Yi and Ruan Ping were waiting for him to come on the table next to the window.

The young man raised his head when he heard the sound, looked at Sima Yi, who was in a turbulent voice, without any annoyance, but just smiled slightly and said, "I thought you two had left before, sorry."

As he said that, the young man stood up, held his book and moved to the nearby table.

When the young man stood up with a book in his arms, Han Jian realized that he was holding a commentary book in his hand, and it was a commentary book of Su Zhongxian, a great scholar in the history of the country. On the market, Su Zhongxian's commentary book was even harder than the first edition of "Three Kingdoms" published by Han Jian, and it was of great value. This young man could read the commentary book in his arms, which shows that it was not rich, but noble.

Han Jian was very annoyed. The ones who read pirated the pirated version were published by Xinhua News Agency, and they were still pirated without his permission.

However, this young man had a very good attitude. If he met a playboy in the capital, he would have to be beaten to death in order to fight for a seat.

Han Jian stepped forward and said nothing, sat down at the table. At this time, the clerk of Qingxu Yashe quickly brought the best fragrant tea.

Han Jian's third concubine had already greeted Qingxu Yashe, not only letting them treat Han Jian's two friends well, but also explained that the little prince would come to Qingxu Yashe in the next two days. As the young master of Qingxu Yashe, Han Jian came to "inspect" his property in person. Naturally, the people below were afraid of being too satisfied. Only by being appreciated by the young master, the people below would protect the iron rice bowl of the Dongwang Mansion in the future.

As soon as he sat down, Sima Yi said, "I had been disliked by that boy. I didn't even take us into consideration after reading the commentary "Three Kingdoms".

Sima Yi and Han Jian are friends, so they just stand in Han Jian's position when they think about things. Han Jian has been publishing the Three Kingdoms and comic strips in the past two years. Although he has hidden them from his family, he has not hidden them from these two friends. They also see how hard Han Jian has spent on printing, and it also makes Han Jian feel that it is not worth it for the pirated copy all over the streets.

Han Jian smiled and said, "It's okay, it's not surprising to see too many people."

After drinking tea, I was about to ask the food to serve. There was a very loud "Dong! Dong! Dong!" coming upstairs from the stairs. This sound was not made by ordinary shoes or boots, but by horse boots.

The sound of the boots stepping on the stairs was very domineering. Han Jian looked sideways and saw a young man in his twenties appearing at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor with two burly men.

The man looked at it. It was lunch time and the guests on the second floor were full. He raised the corner of his mouth, as if he was a little disdainful, and then walked straight to the window. He originally wanted to approach the young man who was studying at a table, but probably felt that the table was not against the window and the light was not very good, so he walked directly to Han Jian's table.

"Bang!" A big man behind the man slapped a ingot of silver on the table, which was five taels.

"Let me go downstairs to eat!"

The voice was very arrogant. Sima had a bad temper. He suddenly stood up and frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

"Don't understand? Or do you think it's too little? Let you go downstairs to eat!" A man next to him saw that Sima Jie had a bad attitude, so he simply took the five taels of silver ingots back into his arms.

Sima Yi was about to make further moves, but Han Jian first grabbed his irritable old friend, looked at him slightly, and smiled: "It's not a big deal to eat in another place."

The man with two followers glanced at Han Jian coldly, with disdain in his eyes, probably because he felt that he looked down on Han Jian without any backbone.
Chapter completed!