The group walked along the official road. The style of the village buildings along the way gradually decreased. After passing Lingguan Road, the style of the Southern Barbarians completely disappeared, and it seemed to be a Han style! On the official road, all the Han clothes and clothes were all the Chinese people. By the fields and rivers, all the songs from Xichuan came from. Although the world was still quarrels, there were beautiful pastoral pictures here! Ai Lang looked at the scenery in front of him and couldn't help but praise: "Although this big-eared thief is not a good thing, there are still two tricks to manage the place!"

Ma Yunlu took a look at the scenery in front of him and nodded.

He couldn't help but say: "Although Liu Bei is a man with a deep scheming, he is indeed different from the general way of governing the country."

Looking at Ailang, "However, Liu Bei's ruler is completely different from his lord. His strategy of governing the country is still inherited from the Han Dynasty, relied on the gentry in various places to rule the local areas, and at the same time, he also restricted the gentry with laws and regulations.

He is one heart and one body with the gentry, and shares weal and woe."

Ailang laughed and said, "So those gentry who are a gentry who are always in the capital, Liu Huang Uncle Liu Huang Uncle is short-lived. In the final analysis, isn't it just a like-minded interest?"

Then he sneered, "What kind of righteousness! Interest is interests, and we have to say so noble! This is also the biggest problem in our country's governance. It is obviously a matter of interests, but we have to involve etiquette, morality and morality.

The wise emperor is fine. Although he says etiquette and morality, he knows in his heart that interests are the most important, so he can prosper the country's governance.

However, after those stupid descendants succeeded to the throne, they did not believe in the wisdom of their ancestors, and they really believed in etiquette, morality. As a result, all internal and external policies were wrong, and they were controlled by others and did not know how to solve them. They talked about morality internally but had no practical strategy. In the end, the problem became more and more serious, and the dynasty was overturned and could no longer be dealt with!"

After hearing Ailang's words, Ma Yunlu and Hua Zheng couldn't help but nodded in thought.

While talking, the group climbed a small hill along the official road.

Looking into the distance, a county town surrounded by mountains and rivers came into view.

The city was not big, and there was a mountain like a screen on the left. The mountains were filled with clouds and clouds, and the peaks were looming, like a fairyland. The rivers were surrounded by rivers on both sides of the city, and the green river water embellished the entire city particularly enchantingly, like a girl washing by the water.

Ma Yunlu pointed to the city and said, "That is Nan'an County, located at the intersection of Qingyishui and Minjiang River. Although its city is not big, it is actually the most important strategic focus in the south of Chengdu.

If our army climbs the Yangtze River and captures Xichuan, it must first capture Nan'an.

If you can conquer Nan'an, you can drive straight into Wuyang and then go straight to Chengdu."

Ailang laughed and said, "I am worthy of being a general of our Qin army. I can't forget my job anywhere!"

Ma Yunlu thought Ai Lang was teasing him, so he snorted angrily.

Ailang waved his hand and led the group straight towards Nan'an.

Nan'an is the name of this era, and in modern society it has a well-known name, Leshan.

The group came outside Nan'an City and saw that the gates of Nan'an City were open, the people were in and out, and there was a leisurely atmosphere.

The group entered the city, and the sun was about to set, so the group found an inn and settled down.

After dinner, Ailang led Ma Yunlu and Hua Zheng to the streets of the county town.

The county town is not big, with only one main street. Although night falls at this time, the streets are very lively. Vendors selling various Xichuan specialty snacks are carrying loads and selling along the street. The air is filled with all kinds of mouth-watering fragrances. Pedestrians come and go, and from time to time, people are attracted by the fragrance and stop by the boss. When they ask the boss for snacks, they eat on the street, and there are endless praises. There are also children pulling their mother's sleeves towards the food they want to eat.

Naturally, Ailang's mind was not above these snacks. He stopped a middle-aged man passing by, and asked with a smile on his face and said, "Uncle, where is the largest medicine shop in the city?"

The middle-aged man looked at Ailang and asked with a smile: "My brother is from the Central Plains?"

The heavy Sichuan dial came to my face.

Ailang nodded and said, "We are here to buy medicinal materials."

Ailang and his friends had already changed out of the Southern Barbarian tribe and put on Han costumes. After all, the Southern Barbarian outfits were not so convenient to move in Xichuan.

The middle-aged man looked at Ma Yunlu and Hua Zheng in men's clothes next to Ailang, and his eyes showed surprise, thinking that how could a guy look so handsome! He came back to his senses, turned around and pointed not far behind him, and said, "That piece of Mengshan Medicine Shop is the biggest place here!"

Ailang looked in the direction of his finger, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you."

The middle-aged man smiled and replied, "Brother, don't be polite!"

Then he left on his own.

Ailang led Ma Yunlu and Hua Zheng to follow the instructions of the middle-aged man just now. After a while, he saw a medicine shop with four big words "Mengshan Medicine Shop" written on the plaque along the door. The original black paint on the big words were peeled off, which shows that this medicine shop is quite old.

At this time, the pharmacy was still open, and the three of them walked in.

When the middle-aged man in the hall saw a guest coming to the door, he asked with a smile: "What do you want, what do you want?"

Ailang looked at the tall medicine cabinet around him and asked, "Boss, do you have any resurrection grass?"

The middle-aged man heard Ailang speaks official language, so he also asked in official language: "What do you want to do when you resurrect the soul grass?"

Ailang said: "A relative of me has a strange disease and is unconscious. I thought there was no cure, but I met a Taoist priest from You Fang who diagnosed her illness.

A prescription was prescribed, and the others were easy to say, but the only one of the resurrection herbs was used as a medicine guide.

I heard that there is such a rare herb here in Xichuan, so we rushed here to find medicine.

Boss, do you have this medicine?"

The middle-aged man said: "The Resurrection Grass is indeed unique to our Xichuan.

But even here, it is very rare.

We don't have this medicine.

…” Ai Lang couldn't help frowning when he heard this and muttered: "It seems that he can only go to the mountains to search!"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "The guest officer doesn't know that this herb has a very strange habit. Even if there is this herb at this time, it is hidden among the weeds, so it is impossible for the guest officer to find it.

To find this herb, you must wait until winter comes when heavy snow falls, when the grass witheres and snow covers the ground. Only this soul-resurrecting grass will reveal the snow and stand out! Therefore, it is possible to pick this herb in winter! But even so, whether you can see a plant depends on God’s blessing!”

This was the first time Ai Lang heard this and was very surprised. He couldn't help but look at Hua Zheng. Hua Zheng whispered: "The last time my father and I did meet in winter."

Ailang felt very depressed. It was still so long before winter, how could he wait! And even in winter, it might not be able to pick it. Is this herb such a rare thing?

The middle-aged man saw Ailang's expression and smiled and said, "You should not be too disappointed."

In fact, it is not difficult to obtain this herb. There may not be other medicinal stores, but our Mengshan Pharmaceutical Store has this kind of strange herb in Chengdu.

…” Ailang was like a person in the boundless darkness suddenly saw a bright lamp. Unspeakable joy suddenly surged into his heart, his eyes lit up, and he asked hurriedly: “Really?”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "How can you deceive the guest officer?"

He paused, "It's just that this kind of strange grass is expensive, so the guest officials must be mentally prepared."

Ailang smiled and said, "As long as there is, the price is not a problem!"

Then he took out a ingot of gold and handed it to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was surprised and quickly refused to say, "What is the intention of the guest officer?"

Ailang stuffed the gold into the middle-aged man's hands and said, "Please send a friend to Chengdu immediately, and ask your main store to leave a few resurrection grass for me no matter what."

When the middle-aged man heard that this was the meaning, he smiled slightly, took the gold, immediately called a friend, and as Ailang asked, the man looked at Ailang and hurried away.

Ailang clasped his fist to the middle-aged man and said, "Thank you!"

The middle-aged man quickly replied with a greeting and said, "I don't thank you, no, no! I have collected a ingot of gold from the guest official, so I naturally have to do my job for the guest official!"

Ailang smiled slightly, chatted with the boss for a few more words, and then left the medicine shop.

Ailang said, "I didn't expect this trip to go so smoothly! I thought I had to go to the mountain to search!"

Hua Zheng glanced at Ai Lang and couldn't help but say, "Young master is a noble man, and he will be helped by God!"

Ailang laughed happily.

Then Ailang led the two girls back to the inn.

Ailang plans to rest early and rush to Chengdu early tomorrow morning.

I had just walked a short distance and the noisy scene ahead suddenly came into my eyes.

Above the embroidery building facing the street, there was a lady in strong clothes standing, with hundreds of people crowding downstairs, and I don’t know what to do.

When Ma Yunlu saw Ai Lang showing confusion, he explained: "The women in Xichuan are different from those in the Central Plains who like to pretend to be hypocritical. When they become adults, they have to choose their husbands.

This should be a throwing hydrangea.

The lady on the embroidery building should be the protagonist.

If she sees a man she likes, she will throw the hydrangea to him and then immediately she will be in the bridal chamber."

Ailang was amazed and murmured to himself: "It's really something like this!"

Then he asked curiously: "What if that man doesn't want to?"

Ma Yunlu was stunned and said, "I have never heard of such a thing!"

Ailang thought about it and laughed silently. He felt that what he had just asked was a bit stupid. People here naturally knew this custom. Since they gathered here, who would be unhappy? Besides, behind this kind of lady who throws hydrangea are a prominent local family. It was too late for those men to flock to them, so how could they be unhappy?

Shaking his head, feeling that this matter had nothing to do with him, he led the two women around the edge of the crowd to return to the inn.

However, something unexpected suddenly came at this time.
Chapter completed!