When he walked all the way to the door, he saw the relevant carriages waiting there. A neatly dressed and capable coachman stood in front of the door and bowed to Zhang Mingtu.

"Dr. Zhang, please come in!"

Zhang Mingtu nodded, stood up skillfully, and got into the carriage. There were relevant clerks leading the way, and all kinds of ceremonial instruments were quite complete.

There were people sprinkling water in the front and people sprinkling loess to pave the road in the back, and the whole street was cleaned up.

Before, Zhang Mingtu was amazed at the grandness of the angel’s trip and wished that the area within a radius of ten miles would be covered with silk and satin. Now that it was his turn to travel, the trip was equally grand.

There are special people responsible for clearing the way, and there are also special people responsible for driving away other people, so that ordinary people will not disturb the nobles.

Zhang Mingtu did not like such etiquette, but this was the current rule and he had no way of violating it unless one day he became the one who made the rules.

The other party called him over so solemnly and expressed his position in front of so many people, which actually took a further step to grasp the mentality of young people.

With such grand treatment, ordinary scholars would have to bow down and regard the emperor as a close friend.

Even though he fully knew the purpose of the other party's behavior, Zhang Mingtu would feel a different feeling in his heart as he sat solemnly in the luxurious carriage, listened to the loud sounds of gongs and drums, and watched many people peeking around in the streets and alleys.

"This decadent feudal era!"

The interior of the carriage was very comfortable, without any bumps. Zhang Mingtu knew that this was because of the use of relevant gravity symbols and balance symbols. There were also special air purification symbols inside the carriage.

Similar to the ventilation devices of later generations, the overall comfort is so great that it makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

The carriage was not brand new, and could even be considered a bit old. The corresponding woodwork and carving craftsmanship were very sophisticated, and there was also a fairly advanced protective magic circle that could withstand a full-strength attack from someone below the Grandmaster level.

This is a carriage that only people at the prefectural level can ride. The horses pulling the carriage are not ordinary horses. They have scales all over their bodies, their eyes are fiery red, and their blood and energy are strong and vigorous. They must be dragon horses that have been fused with some dragon blood.

"You are truly respectful and humble, and you are asking for help from others!"