Devouring Martial Dao: Start by becoming a false prince

Squeak, squeak, crunch … The

sound of the hub is harsh.

Xia Yan suddenly noticed another thing: the carriage came out of the north city gate, and the layout of the imperial palace and the imperial city was sitting north facing south, and even the imperial palace itself was in the north of the center.

In other words, the carriage used the fastest speed and the shortest distance out of Yujing City.

But it also took too much time, from morning to evening, about four hours. Four hours,

that’s eight hours, eight hours away, can you only go out of the north city gate from the harem of the palace?

How big should the entire Yujing City be?

Xia Yan hastily compared his past life, and then found… If this Yujing City is square, it must be as big as half a province.

In such a big city, outside the city, it is actually said that there are no villages and towns in a radius of thousands of miles?

This world is different from all his perceptions…

Xia Yan lifted the curtain, and outside the curtain was an ancient road.

Both sides of the ancient road… It’s a continuous tent.

It was not yet night, but the fire in the brazier had risen, and a little spark illuminated the coarse cloth of the tent.

Suddenly, there was a vibrating, neat and orderly sound of footsteps coming from afar.

Xia Yan looked at it, but saw that it was a column of ten people holding Ge Shi pawn.

These soldiers are all wearing fine-scaled armor, and the leader is wearing a dog-style hood, and the surrounding of the hood is intertwined, highlighting the outside, and the inner face is very majestic and awe-inspiring.

yes, another armor style I’ve never seen before… The ten men patrolled the established

area under the leadership of the men, and even if they saw this carriage, they had no intention of coming to inquire.

The carriage went on for a while longer.

Xia Yan heard someone playing a flute, the sound of the flute was vast and tragic, lingering with the wind, obviously in Yujing City, but this flute blew out the side plug of the generous and tragic song of “the sunset of the long river, the desert is lonely and straight”.

He followed the sound of the flute, but saw a group of about 100 warriors sitting cross-kneeled on the ground, Changge dead on the ground, casting a faint oblique shadow in the twilight.

The leading warrior was playing the flute, and like the leader of the ten people before, he also wore a strange hood, but it was not a dog, but a wolf.

Dog? Wolf?

Do different hoods correspond to different military ranks?

Suddenly, he felt something, raised his head slightly, but saw that further north, there was actually a thick wall, and at the top of the wall, a general covered in armor like a steel monster was standing quietly, overlooking the distance.

And at this moment, the queen’s icy voice sounded.

“Seeing the wind and snow, mixing between the boudoirs, now out of the city for the first time, seeing this iron-blooded armor, you… A touch of it? The

voice hides sarcasm.

Xia Yan was silent.

As he spoke, the carriage stopped again.

Xiaoqing showed the token again, and for a long time, the heavy iron door opened again.

Xia Yan could see that the thickness of the iron gate was incredible, and there were talismans attached to the back of this iron gate, just by looking at this scene, he could guess how terrifying it was hidden outside the city.

The queen suddenly raised her finger, pointed to the steps in the building, raised her snow-white chin slightly, and said coldly: “Out of the city, no matter what you see or how scared you are, don’t rush over this step to disturb the palace.”

If you want to pee your pants in fright, say it in advance… The main palace, see no filth.

If you make any faux pas, the palace will tie you to the wall of the car and walk this way.

The palace remembers that two hundred years ago, before succeeding to the throne, the emperor of your royal family, was taken by the palace to walk this way, he was so frightened that filth spewed out, and the stench was everywhere, and the palace tied him to the wall of the car.

Therefore, don’t be unpredictable, really be afraid, and endure it for the main palace.

This time the palace went out, not only to take you to see the outside world, but also to be able to lead the snake out of the hole, so that those in the palace who are restless, restless, but because the palace is still hiding, can jump up.

Sima Chu is much stronger than you, and he will inevitably take advantage of the main palace to take you out of the palace.

Unfortunately, if he is in the peaceful and prosperous world, I may still be willing to let him be the emperor… In such a chaotic world now, a prince with an active mind like him is a scourge.

So, cheap for you.

Xia Yan glanced at the old man.

The old man began to grind tea, make tea, and drink tea in a light breeze.

It seems that in her eyes, Xia Yan is a non-existent person at all… The reason why she came outside with small waste was just to go through a process.

One… Let the emperor see the flow of the outside world.

This point is actually a little similar to the ancient times of the world where Xia Yan was before. The king is in the deep palace, but the will cannot be out of the palace,

because the powerful are in charge, the favorable will will go out of the palace, and the unprofitable will be hidden… Unless, the king could go outside the city himself.

But how many kings can do this?

Human suffering, vicissitudes of the world, how many kings can open their eyes to see?

Xia Yan’s expression drooped slightly, and suddenly stepped forward, raised his hand and stretched out for a cup of tea, the tea was green and crystalline, and it was very good-looking.

He was thirsty.

The old man looked at him coldly, his eyes slightly tilted, and said, “Drink the last cup.”

Xia Yan said, “Just this cup.”

The old man snorted coldly: “Don’t embarrass you, you like to steal incense and jade, then there should be some brilliance, but if you chant a poem that satisfies the palace, you are allowed to drink it.”

Xia Yan raised his cup and drank it directly.

The attitude of the old man is really unpleasant.

What’s even more unpleasant is that he already has a faint premonition, that is… He couldn’t run.

This world seems to be ancient, but it is too unusual, he can’t go out of the city at all, and it is also full of crises when he goes out of the city, it is better to stay in the palace honestly.

His plan to escape on the day of the winter hunt was stillborn before it could be implemented.

The sky is high and the birds are flying… Broken.

Xia Yan’s mentality changed slightly.

From initial caution, to some tendency to want to explode.

The old man Fengmu was cold, looked at this rebellious little waste and drank tea, and said coldly: “If you can’t say a poem that satisfies this palace, palm your mouth thirty times.”

Xia Yan said, “If I say poetry, this way… I want you to pour me tea.

“Be bold!”

The old man said sharply.

Xia Yan ignored the old man’s anger, recalled it a little, and said lightly: “It has been a few storms, and there is a thunder in the night.”

Flag gun battle, who occupies the spring color of Yuan Mo?

Take the tongue of the twigs, mash them with dew and smoke, and form a purple cloud pile.

Gently grind the gold and fly green dust. Old

Boy: ………

She was silent for a while, and said coldly: “Xiaque.”

Xia Yan said, “You help me pour tea.”

The old man said, “If you can satisfy the palace, the palace will reluctantly pour you a cup, and you should pay tribute to this talent.” If it is not good, the main palace will immediately tie you out of the car and let you do it all the way.

Xia Yan said, “Old Dragon Regiment, True Phoenix Pith, point to the future.”

In the rabbit millimeter, the taste of the tongue returned.

Wake up all kinds of previous events, fight back the sleeping devil million, and gently wipe her daughter Dai.

The breeze in my armpits lifted, and I wanted to go to the gimbal. Old

Boy: ………

Xia Yan said, “Pour tea.”

The old man poured him a cup of tea, and then sneered: “After you die, I will give you a good nickname… Just call it Emperor Wen. ”