Dongfangming entered Chang'an City from the East Gate, so the inn where he lived was located on Dongda Street. Officials of the Ministry of Rites had already told Dongfangming in advance that he would set off from Dongda Street to Yu Street, start from Yu Street and circle the city for a week, and then enter the imperial city to attend the palace banquet specially set up by His Majesty the Emperor for this new third-class class.

The parade lined up in a long queue, and the guard of honor led the way in front and followed the silk, bamboo, rituals and music. There were still three or four hundred people. Surrounded by the people, they slowly moved forward and arrived at West Street.

Chang'an City is the first city in human history with a population of over one million. During the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, the migrant population was even two million. The population during the Sui Dynasty was far less than that of the Tang Dynasty, but it was almost one million. A city that accommodates nearly one million people can imagine how crowded it is.

As soon as you enter Chang'an City, the scenery everywhere is people coming and going, folk fireworks everywhere, and the noise is noisy. But if you want to ask where Chang'an City is the least crowded, everyone will tell you it is West Street.

Everyone in Chang'an City will teach their children that they must not go to West Street to play.

Because the West Street is home to high-ranking officials and nobles, royal relatives and nobles. If they are not second-rank officials, they cannot settle here.

High courtyards are located on both sides of the West Street, and the gates are mostly closed.

Officials often rushed to court meetings before dawn, and after going to court, they worked in their own offices and returned when it was dark. The high-ranking officials' houses were strict, so relatives and families were often able to go out. They only opened the doors of each corner from time to time and entered and out some servants dressed in slaves, but they were not qualified to walk on the West Street Avenue and could only walk out from the narrow alley path.

So West Street has been quiet all the time.

Although there is no regulation that ordinary people cannot come to West Street, the people living in West Street are all people of what status they are. No matter what ordinary people can afford, it is as easy to want their lives and death as drinking water. The people all know how to protect themselves and naturally they will not take risks.

Over time, the practice of "civilians stop at the West Street".

Whenever there are banquets or gatherings, or annual Xinke parades, West Street will be a little more lively.

Just like now, the parade teams knocked and hit the West Street. No matter how curious the people were, they could only stop reluctantly outside the West Street.

The sound of silk and bamboo was endless, like a signal. The closed doors on both sides of the West Street opened one after another, and the owners of each mansion came out and knelt down to welcome the parade. When Dongfangming came closer, he shouted long live.

This is also the court's rule.

Because of the emperor's imperial edict, no matter what official officials learned to praise the officials, they must kneel down to welcome them, kowtow to the imperial edict, and shout long live. This is to inspire the ambition of the martial artists all over the world and encourage them to participate in the election.

Some officials once felt that it was embarrassing to kneel down to the top scorer who was far from his status. When the parade team arrived, they deliberately kept their doors and pretended not to know. After the emperor found out, they were demoted to the level of official position and fined them for half a year. Since then, no one dared to violate the regulations.

If Dongfang Ming was a little worried when he was just greeted by the people, he would be very happy to be bowed by officials at this time.

Most of the officials he met before were like Zhao Shen, which led to him being very disgusted with the officials of the court. It is undeniable that there are also good officials in the court, but at least Dongfang Ming himself saw corrupt officials.

After being worshipped by them, Dongfang Ming would not feel psychologically stressed.

Facing the parade, a four-carriage carriage with a luxurious appearance came. Four tall horses were pulling the carriage. Two people were driving horses in front of the carriage, and several guards followed behind the carriage. They walked towards the parade, and for a moment, they didn't know who was moving away first, so they all stopped.

The person in the carriage was Puyang County Duke. Yu Wen Zhiji, the second master of Yuwen’s mansion, was sitting in the sedan chair and closed his eyes to rest. The sound of silk and bamboo coming from his ears made him very upset. The sedan chair suddenly stopped, causing him to almost hit the top of the sedan chair.

Yuwen Zhiji was furious: "What are you doing? Why did you stop suddenly?"

"Master, it's the new top scholar in the class." The sedan attendant replied in a low voice. The attendant naturally knew who the master was on fire these days. He did not dare to mention Dongfang Ming's name directly, so he vaguely brought it.

But Yuwen Zhiji will not forget who ruined his son. He wished he could crush Dongfang Ming's bones and ashes. Thinking of going to find his elder brother last night, the elder brother comforted him that he would definitely avenge Cheng Feng.

Yuwen Zhiji's mind was calm and said to the servants: "Let them make way for the enlightenment, we must go there first."

The attendant obeyed the order and shouted: "Who is coming? Is it still not allowed to leave when I see the line of the county duke?"

The team of the new top scorer was intercepted and even had to give way to others first. This was undoubtedly very harmful to Dongfang Ming's face. Whether it was to get out of the way or to waste time with Yuwen Zhi and Yuwen, it would make Dongfang Ming difficult to go on his career in the future, and everyone would despise Dongfang Ming.

Yuwen Zhiji sneered, he wanted Dongfang Ming to have a hard time in the future.

The officials who pioneered the road heard that it was Yuwen Zhiji's car sedan and looked at each other. Everyone knew that the Yuwen family was not easy to mess with. Yuwen Zhiji had a violent temper and cruel method. They shrank and didn't know what to do.

But it would be dereliction of duty if you don't do anything in such a stalemate. The head of the Ministry of Rites was wailing in his heart why he took on this unlucky errand, while leaving tremblingly to ask Yuwen Zhi and get off the car to discuss.

Yuwen Zhi and his clothes got out of the car, and Dongfang Ming also stood in front of the team under the extradition of the etiquette officer.

Before Dongfang Ming could speak, Yuwen Zhiji snorted coldly: "I can't give way to you. Today you either get out of here or we'll spend it until dark."

Yuwen Zhiji clearly showed no cooperation and was extremely arrogant, but he would not let go.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites were also very troubled. He was not unaware of what happened in the martial arts arena yesterday. He knew that Yuwen Zhiji and Dongfang Ming were already deadly enemies and had no mediation. But if this matter was not resolved, it was not only Dongfang Ming who would be embarrassed, but he would be punished if he dereliction of duty.

Dongfang Ming smiled, "I am the emperor's imperial applause. I am a senior official. You will give way to me."

Yuwen Zhiji was disdainful and said, "What? I won't let go, what can you do to me? Would you beat me?"

"Yes. If you don't want to give in, I don't mind letting you go out of the way." Dongfang Ming did not refute Yuwen Zhiji's statement.

The etiquette official was shocked. This top scholar was too bold! He didn't change his face and actually said that he would attack the imperial officials!

Yuwen Zhiji was furious, "Dare you dare to go east!"

"I am the imperial court official. If you beat me, you will be punished by the Ministry of Justice!"

Dongfang Ming didn't care about so much and took the plaque held high in the hands of the guard of honor.

The long stick danced so hard that it was full of wind, and the stick hit Yuwen Zhi and the pain.

Yuwen Zhiji didn't expect that Dongfang Ming was so brave, and he really wanted to take action when he was disagreeing. He was stunned for a moment and was beaten by Dongfang Ming to dodge or dodge. He immediately screamed across the West Street.

Yuwen Zhi and his family have been living a pampered life for many years, and no one has dared to fight him, only he can beat him. He was chased and beaten by Dongfang Ming and could not dodge at all.

Without any resistance, Dongfang Ming was beaten up after taking a raw meal.

Dongfang Ming's hands were also fierce, and the stick hit the inconspicuous place, but it hurts very much when hit. The piercing pain was not something that Yu Wen Zhi and such a delicate body could resist, and frequently made pig-killing screams.

The image of the dignified county duke was destroyed and his face was lost. Yuwen Zhi and the figure who were beaten up by Dongfang Ming were reflected in the eyes of everyone present. Since then, it has become a laughing stock in Chang'an City.

When Yuwen Zhiji was panicked, his feet were unable to eat and stay, and he staggered and fell to the ground like a dog eating shit.

Dongfang Ming stopped seeing it, and withdrew his strength to return the stick to the original owner.

The man stared at the weapon in fear, and looked very funny that he didn't want to pick it up but had to pick it up.
Chapter completed!