Qian Su's idea is not unreasonable.

Xiangyang has a set of strict rules and regulations. Even illiterate people can say a few words.

People can't read, but they have lived here for nearly ten years. These rules have long been integrated into their bones and formed a special mental outlook.

After Qian Su entered the city, he thought he had mistakenly entered a paradise.

The pattern of Xiangyang is different from that of other cities. People take the road and cars take the road. Therefore, the road here is particularly wide enough for five carriages to go parallel. Every five hundred steps, a half man high barrel stood by the roadside, and people threw something in it from time to time.

The streets are spacious, clean and orderly, which makes Qian Su an unspeakable cramp.

Um

That cramped feeling is similar to illiterate mixing into the school bully circle.

Feng Zhen shows his long lost emotion and excitedly explains to Qian su.

"What are those barrels for?"

"Those who throw waste, as well as the filth of cattle and horses, are not allowed on the road. If they don't deal with it, they will be detained."

"What happened to those strange cars?"

Qian Su saw a carriage pulled by two horses passing by next door. Except for the top of his head, it was open on all sides. Qian Su took a look and found that the carriage was separated by three boards and six Hu stools, in which sat six ordinary people dressed fairly clean.

Feng Zhen took a look and said, "it's a public carriage with cars and horses."

"According to the ancient system, ordinary people drive one, scholars drive two, doctors drive three, Qing drive four, princes drive five, and the son of heaven drive six." Qian Su frowned and said in a rather unhappy way, "looking at clothes, these are obviously ordinary people. How can they be qualified?"

"That's true, but a horse can't pull six people." Feng Zhen said, "at first, scholars did object, but the Lord's character has always been soft rather than hard. Chariots and horses are also good for the people. What's the matter with two horses pulling chariots?"

Xiangyang is getting bigger and bigger, and there are many people living there. There is a long distance between north, South and East.

In order to accommodate the elderly war horses, Jiang Pengji set up a cart and horse shop and asked the horses to pull the cart. The Coachmans were all retired soldiers.

The traffic is convenient and the people's walking time is saved.

The car only needs to pay a certain fee, which ordinary people can afford.

Because double horse pulling is a benefit for scholars, ordinary non-governmental organizations dare not follow the wind to play with any car and horse shop, for fear of being detained for violating the system, so the car and horse shop has always been an official organization. In order to facilitate management, we also got a license plate mark.

Due to the high cost, carriages and ox carts are not as popular as private cars in later generations, so the traffic has been quite smooth.

People can wait for cars at fixed stations. If there is an empty car, they can get on.

Interestingly, the guy who shouted against at first, and then happily drove a horse carriage.

No way, not everyone has money to raise carriages and ox carts. Most of the time they rely on their legs.

Since there is such a convenient means of transportation, ordinary people can use it. Why can't they use it?

Qian Su watched with interest, from the initial shock to the later calm, but he didn't close his mouth much in the middle.

"Here we are --"

Feng Zhen got out of the car, rubbed his waist secretly, and then walked to another carriage as if nothing had happened.

"The two ladies can come down with the little husband and the little lady."

When the curtain of the car opened, Yan Shuyao and Yang roujia stepped down on the sedan chair with the help of the maid, holding tightly wrapped babies in their arms.

Feng Zhen and Jiang Pengji applied to be transferred to maruzhou, which was called business. In fact, they were lazy.

Jiang Pengji couldn't see that he was too happy. She gave him the task of escorting Yang Tao and Mrs. Yan Lin.

Both Yang Tao and Yan Lin have families, but Nansheng's conditions are difficult and not suitable for his wife and children. Jiang Pengji suggested that their wives and families move to maruzhou to settle down. Jiang Pengji is purely concerned about her subordinates, but there is a hidden threat in Yang Tao's ears.

Are you sure this proposal is not to let them hand over hostages?

Whether there is such a meaning or not, Yang Tao can only promise.

Fengzhen was left with this mess. Qian Su volunteered to help.

It is said to share Fengzhen's worries. In fact, it is still secretly protecting the two wives and children against possible hazards.

As intelligent as Jiang Pengji, she naturally understood the deep meaning behind these people's actions. She didn't explain it and let these guys make up their brains.

#This is a comedy in which everyone is industrious and intriguing, but the Lord is fishing in troubled waters#

"Will you live here in the future? Where does jou Chia live?"

Yan Shuyao is a little nervous these days. When she sees the house she will live in in the future, she is a little uncertain.

This treatment is also very good.

"General Yang has a close relationship with master Yan. My lord meant to arrange for the two to live closer together. After checking the house that is still empty, it's better here. The lot is clean, but it's not far from the downtown. This is general Yang's residence. The one across the door is master Yan's."

As a house building maniac, his father-in-law built hundreds of houses as soon as he took over Xiangyang County.

A few stay, some are given to the original team as rewards, and the rest are sold to the relocated gentry or local tyrants at a high price.

My Lord, a black hearted businessman, is equipped with Wei Ci, a Navy man. The house here is very expensive.

In the past two years, I have made a lot of money just selling my house.

For example, the house that Fengzhen bought for only three Wen has now doubled countless times.

If Yang Tao knew that their Lord had sent such a mansion, they would not be more loyal.

"Thank you, Mr. Lanting."

Yan Shuyao breathed a sigh of relief, saluted the South and thanked Fengzhen.

Feng Zhen said with a smile, "in a while, it will be the Lantern Festival on New Year's Eve. If the two ladies are free, they can take their maidservant out to relax."

In fact, the month before Xiangyang enters new year's Eve is very lively, and various business preheating activities also have some rudiments of unscrupulous merchants in later generations.

These scenes can only be seen like Yang, which is quite rare for Yan Shuyao and several outsiders.

Feng Zhen settled down several people before he returned home.

As everyone knows, his son's youth rebellion has come, and the painting style is quite strange.

Think about how good he was to force his son in front of his colleagues and how powerful his Lao Tzu's education was, he couldn't help hammering himself to death.

Melon seed, you're killing your father!

Fengyi's secret letter successfully arrived at the destination and reached Jiang Pengji.

Confidentiality is the most important reason why a secret letter is a secret letter. There are absolutely no three people qualified to read the contents of the letter.

Feng Yi and Xiong Wazi were lucky. This secret letter went directly to Jiang Pengji.

"Fengyi? It's written by Rong Li of Fengzhen's family. Is it because something happened at Zhanjiang pass?"

Jiang Pengji didn't know that Fengyi and sun LAN returned to the college to continue their further study. She thought they were still working as cattle and horses in the front line.

She tore the paint and took out the thick secret letter inside.

At this time, the golden Wuxi fell, and the indoor light was dim, hiding most of Jiang Pengji's face in the dark.

Only those dark and sharp eyes, like a pair of eagle eyes, stared at the prey solemnly.