Shangqiu is the capital of the Song Dynasty, and it has also destroyed the Xia Dynasty and Shang Dynasty.

The city walls here are tall and the city covers an area of ​​great vastness. It is a very rare ancient city in Jiuzhou, with many ancient dynasties ruins left.

Huan Chang rode Xiao Hei to Shangqiu, and was also impressed by the magnificent and simple ancient capital.

"This Shangqiu is truly the ancient capital of the three dynasties. Just this momentum makes people feel awe."

Huan Chang stood outside the city for a long time, then he adjusted his mood and walked towards the city.

Although the Song State is a small country, with very small land area and domestic population, the city of Shangqiu is bustling, and its prosperity is even greater than that of Qufu, Lu.

Huan Chang shuttled across the street, looking at the endless crowd and listening to the hawkers' hawking, suddenly felt that such a life was more real.

Huan Chang walked on the street for a long time before he found an inn to stay in, and then he learned about the capital of Shangqiu for several days in a row.

Half a month later, Huan Chang became roughly familiar with Shangqiu.

"My life experience should be related to the royal family of the Song State, but how can I get close to the royal family of the Song State?"

Huan Chang was a little troubled.

Shujiange has been away from the Song Kingdom for three hundred years. Even though Song Kingdom gradually weakened and was even invaded by other vassal states, Shujiange never stood up to help.

Huan Chang didn't know whether his identity as the descendant of Shujian Pavilion could be grandly received in Song State three hundred years later.

"Jiang Xiaobai is very close to Li Jian. A Niu just got the inheritance of Piaoxue Peak, Zhao, Wei, and Han were eager to win over."

"I just don't know if so many years have passed, does the Song royal family still remember Shujian Pavilion?"

Huan Chang showed a look of struggle on his face, but hesitated whether to reveal his identity.

However, after thinking for a long time, Huan Chang finally felt that Shujian Pavilion might have some unknown secrets between the current Song Dynasty royal family.

Before figuring out these secrets, Huan Chang decided not to reveal his identity.

Fortunately, there are not many warriors in the Song Dynasty, and the information about the temple and the rivers and lakes is not shared. Even if Huan Chang has already made a name for himself in the rivers and lakes, he may not be remembered by the vassal states.

After all, the vassal states are all dominant existences and rarely care about warriors below the level of transcendence.

Moreover, just as Huan Chang traveled around the world and rarely received news about the princes from warriors, the officials of the princes rarely talked about the affairs of the world.

Sometimes, talking about the world in the temple is even a taboo.

Of course, people like Fang Li, Ji Bo, Zhongqiu, and Han Shaoyun are not considered tourists.

"If I don't reveal my identity, it may not be easy for me to approach the Song Dynasty's royal family to investigate my life experience."

Huan Chang felt a little in trouble when he decided not to reveal his identity.

The State of Song is not Qi. The king of Qi is eager to seek talented people. Whether it is scholars or martial artists, they will spare no effort to attract them.

But Huan Chang walked in the State of Song for so many days before he found that the State of Song was very conservative and rejected warriors. It was not easy for warriors to become officials in the State of Song.

Even if you can become an official, it is difficult to be valued by the powerful royal family of the Song State, let alone meet the king of Song State.

"What should I do?"

Huan Chang frowned and walked around the city aimlessly, thinking about how to get close to the royal family of the Song Dynasty and investigate the origin of his life.

Huan Chang also wanted to know what happened between Shujian Pavilion and Song State that led to the almost extinction of Duke Xiang of Song, and even the founder of Shujian Pavilion was seriously injured and died.

Just when Huan Chang was frowning, two middle-aged scholars passed by.

"Brother Qi, you and I have been to Shangqiu for more than two months, and there is not much property left on them. If you can't find a job, you may not even have enough travel expenses to go home."

"If it really doesn't work, we will be a teacher first, so that while teaching students, we can continue to seek future."

These two middle-aged scholars were dressed in old clothes and did not look like children from a large family.

When Huan Chang heard the words of this scholar, he could also guess that the two of them were not doing well in Shangqiu.

"Brother Tan, although I haven't found a way to become an official during this period, I also learned that Anyang Jun recruits talents. With what you and I have learned, you will be more rewarded when you go to Anyang Jun."

"Even as a guest minister of Anyang, it's better to be a teacher."

The other scholar said in a low voice, with a blazing light in his eyes.

"I have heard of the name of Anyang Jun, but it is rumored that only those famous scholars and noble children will receive the reception of Anyang Jun."

"You and I are not from good backgrounds and have no reputation. Just go to Anyang Jun like this, and Anyang Jun may not be able to value us."

"Brother Tan is such a bad word. Before Anyang Jun, he really only treated those famous scholars and noble children. However, as far as I know, now anyone with a skill will be treated well by Anyang Jun."

"Although you and I do not have the talent of heaven and earth, I am also well-read in poetry and books. I think I will not be able to go to Anyang Jun to secretly."

When the scholar surnamed Tan heard this, he couldn't help but look hesitant on his face, but thinking of his current situation, he finally nodded.

Huan Chang watched the two leave, but his eyes showed a thoughtful look.

Huan Chang, the name of Anyang Jun, has also been heard by people.

This person is the younger brother of Mr. Song. In addition, he likes to recruit talents and raises disciples. He is also an important figure in the State of Song.

As for Duke Song, he was the king of Song.

For countries like Qi, Chu, Zhao, Qin, and Wei, the kings had long been kings, but because of their weak state, the kings were still only dukes.

In fact, the state of Song was ruled by Duke Xiang of Song three hundred years ago. At that time, the state of Song was also very powerful and qualified to be king.

However, the most powerful Duke Wen of Jin at that time did not become king, so Duke Xiang of Song naturally could only have the title of duke. Later, when the Song State weakened, it lost the qualification to become king.

"As the younger brother of the Song Dynasty, Song Xian, the king of Anyang, can be considered a high-ranking and powerful person. If I go to join this person, I might find out what I want to know."

Huan Chang touched his chin and he was already worried.

He first customized some scribe clothes, then returned to the inn to foster Xiao Hei, but he changed his usual samurai uniform and put on a blue shirt representing the identity of scribes.

Afterwards, Huan Chang hung Zhan Lu on his waist. After inquiring about the place, he rushed towards Anyang Jun’s mansion.

Huan Chang came to Anyangjun's mansion and saw a large vermilion iron gate erected at the door, with unusually majestic stone statues of Qilin on both sides, carved lifelikely.

In addition, two armored guards stood at the door holding sharp blades, with sharp eyes.

"stop!"
Chapter completed!