"Look, take a look. The newly woven basket is packed with a hundred or ten kilograms. It will not be a problem to use it for four or five years. If you are not satisfied, you can look at the dustpan next to it. It was also the newly woven last night!"

"Hello... the newly weaned lambs, no matter whether they are raised for the New Year or eating lamb meat, they will be up to you!"

"Cooking cake! A shortbread sprinkled with sesame seeds, made by my wife, a hot cooking cake!"

“Crispy pear…”

The market outside the city was complicated, and Yang Jian took Yang Su and Yang Guang was like walking in Chang'an City. No one around knew who they were, so he couldn't help but look along the stalls.

The sound of pancakes was sneered, and the vendor at the stall opened the cage, and the fragrance came to his nose. Yang Jian couldn't help but ask for one. He was about to touch the cuffs and found that he was wearing a dragon robe, and there was no money. Looking at Yang Su behind him, he was also chewing a cake with a big mouthful.

"Brother, look, I'm wearing an official robe, how can I get rich? But don't worry, this is the world in the painting, it's not needed. If you don't believe me, look at the vendor."

Yang Jian turned his gaze and the vendor in front of the stall was still busy, serving cakes to others and scooping hot soup. He didn't know that there were two missing pancakes in the pot.

"Haha... with the false and the real, Mr. Lu's magic is extraordinary, which makes me think it's true outside Chang'an City."

I bit off the pancakes in my hand, and the mouth was crispy, the almonds and oily smell stimulated the taste buds, and it was indescribable to feel comfortable. After swallowing them, I didn’t feel full. Even though the emperor, who was usually majestic in the court, was no longer "eyed" by the court officials, and from time to time, I was in a good mood.

Yang Guang, who was behind, also took one, stuffed it into his mouth, and touched it everywhere. Suddenly, he became interested and reached out to a woman who was walking by. Her appearance looked quite a sign, which made Yang Su glar at him.

"Your Highness, be careful, your Majesty is still ahead."

"I know, I know." Yang Guang curled his lips, withdrew his hand, and took a green pear from the bamboo basket in the hand of the child walking by, took a bite.

"Look at my father."

On the other side, Yang Jian was wearing a dragon robe and briskly squeezing among the crowd. He took this to taste it, and then ran to the stall. He also held the donkey, imitating Lu Liangsheng's appearance, covered his big beard and walked through the city gate with a swagger.

The soldiers guarding the city gate were all big and round. After a brief inspection of Yang Jian and the other two who entered the door, waved their hands and let them go, and walked to the city. Only then did the three of them feel the details of the city drawn by Lu Liangsheng.

After entering the city, it was prosperous.

The long blue brick road was clean and tidy, with lanterns hanging from high eaves. The shop guys put on stools and blew out the lights inside. When he moved the stool, he did not forget to shout at the pedestrians passing by. On the side of the street, the old man pushing a wooden cart was carrying a newly bought pile of rice and grain, and happily passed by the vendor who had just opened the steamer.

The steamy meat patties exuded an attractive aroma, and the old man who was pushing the cart came back and bought a bag of oil paper and put it in his arms to hold it in his arms.

Banners with white characters on the long street hang on the blue background on both sides, gently swaying in the wind, and the sounds of restaurants and teahouses are noisy. From time to time, you can hear the names of restaurants and restaurants shouting all their words to the street.

"You said, will Daxing, which will be built in the future, be so prosperous?"

Yang Jian looked at the bustling and bustle around, and the crowds came and went, children were chasing and fighting with windmills. The elderly were tired and sat on the benches of shops on the street to rest, chatting with friends of the same age. Women often pushed open the window lattice and slapped the bedding dust. There were also beautiful girls sitting by the bed, looking at the bronze mirror, holding their chin, sometimes smirking, and sometimes sighing resentfully.

Yang Su, who was following the emperor, was also watching all this and nodded quite firmly.

"All of all, the great event of the Great Sui Dynasty will surely come! Congratulations to all nations!"

The three of them walked through several long streets, saw the prosperity, went to the government office, and even the palace. They saw a figure exactly like Yang Jian sitting on the throne and discussing state affairs with the civil and military officials. Yang Su frowned and was about to say that, but was interrupted by the brother in front of them.

"With the city and the master, Mr. Lu just gives us a more realistic feeling. How could I be angry?"

Turning over the familiar palace, he even saw several familiar eunuchs and walked over. Soon, the three of them returned to the Xuanzheng Hall and saw that the government had dispersed inside. They were standing there in blue-robed white robe, holding a brush and writing on the long table. There was also the toad just now on their shoulders.

"Mr. Lu!"

At this time, Yang Jian was convinced that Lu Liangsheng was good at illusion. No matter whether he was killing out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood, or ascending to the great treasure to rule the world, he was not as mysterious as he is today.

Yang Su beside him is the same. He is good at military and swordsmanship. But if he really talks about many aspects of magic, he is probably not as much as the scholar in front of him.

After all, cultivation is not a magic, and magic requires daily study and accumulation.

On the other side, the scholar facing away from him stopped the brush, put the ink inkstone away, turned around, smiled on his face, and raised his hands at the three people opposite him.

"Your Majesty, King Jin, Duke of Yue, are you satisfied with visiting this city?"

"Satisfied, I'm very satisfied."

Yang Jian was not fake and handled government affairs for a long time. He hadn't felt so comfortable in a long time. When he stepped into the hall gate, wrinkles appeared on his face.

"It would be even better if the people in this city could talk to us. I just don't know that the city I built in the future will have such a grand scene?"

"Haha." Lu Liangsheng laughed out loud, waved his robe and created several wooden chairs, and invited the three of them to sit down.

"Your Majesty, illusions are illusions after all, and they cannot be real. I am just here in the original appearance of Chang'an. If you really want the Daxing City, which is still being built, is as lively and prosperous as a painting, you still need your Majesty, the Duke of Yue, and the King of Jin, to treat the people more kindly in the future."

Yang Jian regained his emotions from the excitement he had just visited the painting world, and when he went to Lu Liangsheng's words, he nodded his head gently.

"What Mr. Sir said is that the prosperity of the world needs to be managed by us, rather than living in fantasy. I understand the meaning of Mr. Sir who let us enter this painting."

“It’s more than that.”

Lu Liangsheng was not afraid of offending the emperor. Anyway, if the other party was petty, he would leave and continue his own way.

"There are other uses to draw this picture below, so I will give you the kindness of your Majesty's decree."

I turned around, rolled up my cuffs, took the brush on the inkstone, dipped the edges, and continued to write on a page of paper, and the voice continued to speak.

"Your Majesty can build Daxing City, and you can place a Fengshui rock screen on the imperial city. Please ask the skilled craftsmen to carve all the contents in the painting and finally put the painting in the stone."

After Lu Liangsheng finished speaking, he stopped the brush in his hand and handed the contents of the instructions to the emperor on the wooden chair.

"After the completion, I will come back and do the last thing."

Yang Su, who took a sip of tea, probably understood what was going on and put down the tea cup: "Conquer the country's fortune?"

Conquer the country’s fortune?

Lu Liangsheng was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he shook his head and smiled: "I haven't reached that level of cultivation yet. At most, it will make the city more angry and let the people in the place live and work in peace and contentment."

The matter was done, and the sleeves of the robe were whipped away, and the illusion in the painting was removed.

The next moment.

The eyes of the three people sitting on the wooden chair suddenly burst into tears. When their vision became clearer, there was a torch light outside the hall, and the night insects cried in the corner outside. The guards and soldiers surrounded the surroundings with weapons, shouting loudly.

"Your Majesty!" "Duke Yue is back too!" ""

"Protect the car—"

There was also a gentle female voice calling out: "Your Majesty?!"

He called softly and crawled into his mind. The emperor who was sitting there came to his senses and quickly got up to look around. Everything turned back to reality.

After a while, he held the dignified and graceful woman beside him and said, "I'm fine." Then, he looked at the scroll of painting on the table and spoke.

"Put this painting away, no one can touch it!"
Chapter completed!