The Desert God of Death in Douluo

……one year later.Tiandou City, Yuexuan.

The night sky of Heaven Dou City has always been beautiful, which has a lot to do with the highly developed commerce. As the capital of the Heaven Dou Empire, in the entire Douluo Continent, only Star Luo City can barely match it.

The beauty of Xingluo City mainly comes from the delicateness of the south, while Tiandou City is full of the majestic atmosphere of the north, and each has its own victory.

But no matter what, there was a faint feeling of uneasiness in the entire Tiandou City.

Spring River Plumbing Duck Prophet, this sentence also applies to ordinary people.

It was autumn again, and Tan Weng rushed to Tiandou City with two bags of charcoal burned at home on his shoulders as usual.

Different from the past, this year he put on thick clothes. This clothes was given to him by a young man in his village. Tan Weng had taken good care of this young man in the early years. After all, the only one left in his family was a sick man. The old lady in bed, my father was forced to become a young man a few years ago and died in the army for no apparent reason.

The leader of the team just sent someone to tell him that his father had choked to death in a manure pit, and all the military pay he had saved was gone to whoring, leaving him with nothing.

The young man and his family were speechless. Of course they knew that the other party was telling lies, but what could they say.

They were officers and soldiers, but he was just a farmer. Whether it was the cause of his father's death or the military salary his father wanted to send home, it was not something their poor mother and father could inquire about.

He could just accept the situation, and although life was difficult, he could still get by. If he really wanted to do something else, he couldn't afford it.

If it weren't for Tan Weng's help in the past two years, life might have been even more difficult.

But Tan Weng's life was also not good. Although he was good at burning charcoal, he could never sell it for a high price. The servants in various houses often called him arrogantly and asked him to stop.

Immediately afterwards, he pointed at the carbon on his bullock cart. Although the words he said were different every time, the final price offered was not satisfactory.

Tan Weng just watched them take out a small bag of coins wrapped in cloth. This should have been given by the housekeeper, but in any case, Tan Weng often couldn't even get half of the money in it.

Tan Weng took out a piece of white flour cake from his arms, which was also given to him by the young man. I heard from him that he was currently collecting Fengrenji in some kind of Jiubao Textile, although he didn't know what kind of chicken Fengrenji was, nor did he know Why do chickens need to be harvested just like fruits, but the reward of a gold coin every month cannot be faked.

He put the white flour cake that was still warm in his arms into his mouth, chewed it for a few times and swallowed the white flour cake with his eyes closed. The starch in the white flour cake mixed with saliva was decomposed after thorough chewing. It turned into maltose, making him feel the slightest sweetness.

It seems that the last time he ate white flour buns was during the Chinese New Year last year. The old scalper who had been with him for more than thirty years was robbed that day. He spent all his savings to treat the young man and his wife to a meal of white flour buns, and planned to finish them. The meal was over, the cow was gone, and his only concern was gone too.

It was also that day that the young man kowtowed three times in front of him and said that he had made money and wanted to recognize him as his godfather.I want to repay him for the support he has given to their mother over the years.

What Tan Weng drank that day was the sweet potato roast that the young man bought. He drank so much that he drank almost both cups of the sweet potato roast that the young man brought, and then returned home in a daze.

With the addition of a godson, Tan Weng suddenly didn't want to die, but he still lived in his own little drafty house, and his hands were still black from burning charcoal.

Tan Weng stood up, patted the ashes on his butt, and put two bags of charcoal on his shoulders.

On that day last year, he was resting here with his old scalper, but from a distance he saw two arrogant noblemen riding tall horses.

That was the eunuch and his men in the palace.

The eunuch held the document in his hand, but said it was the emperor's order, and shouted at the ox to pull it towards the palace.A cart of charcoal weighed more than 1000 kilograms. The eunuchs and servants were pulling the ox cart and were about to leave. The charcoal man didn't know what to say.

Tan Weng followed him all the way to the small gate of the palace, but was stopped. After waiting at the door for two days, he did not see his old scalper being sent out, nor did he receive even a message.

It wasn't until he couldn't even afford a day's worth of chewing bread with the money he had left that Tan Weng left Tiandou City in three steps.

Tan Weng is like this, as humble as dust like his old scalper, and even has no name. Just like Tan Weng calls the scalper Lao Huang, Tan Weng's name has also become Tan Weng, and even he himself has no name. Know where your name goes.

After talking to the other Tan Weng on the side, Tan Weng scratched his face unconsciously. The price of food in the city had risen again. A few days ago, there was also a curfew. As he was talking, there was another crowd in front of the city gate. The officers and soldiers mounted their fast horses and rushed into the city shouting "[-] miles".

Tan Weng had seen this situation many years ago, with the same rise in food prices, the same inexplicable curfew, and panicked officers and soldiers. That time he lost his father, because after his father was forced to become a young man by the officers and soldiers, he and The young man's father also failed to come back.

After planning to enter the city, Tan Weng found a good place and squatted down. The young man told him that he had found a job in the boiler room for him. He said that it was not much different from making charcoal. If he went there, someone would train him and he wouldn't have to spend money. Wait. Once trained, you can sit in the room and earn money like him.

Tan Weng didn't believe it, but he still stopped burning charcoal. These were the last two bags left in his house except winter charcoal. After selling these two bags of coal, he planned to listen to his godson's advice and go take a look.

What Tan Weng is facing diagonally is the brightly lit Yuexuan.

Elegant and quiet lights shoot out from the several floors of the small building of Yuexuan, and a continuous stream of people walks into it through invitation cards.

As the court etiquette academy of the Tiandou Empire, those who can enter Yuexuan to study must have at least a noble title, and the age cannot exceed 30 years old.Undoubtedly, this is where the new generation of nobles of the Heaven Dou Empire is cultivated.

Tan Weng doesn't know what a noble is. Maybe a noble is someone who can bully the common people by his own servants. Only in this way can he be qualified to be called a noble.

Tan Weng narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

...

Tonight is the annual graduation ceremony.

Another batch of students is graduating.Those who were invited were the parents and elders of these students.Undoubtedly, they are all important figures in the capital of the Heaven Dou Empire.

You know, Yuexuan recruits only one hundred students every year.For these one hundred places, the nobles of the entire Heaven Dou Empire were almost overwhelmed.Everyone knows that successfully graduating from Yuexuan is equivalent to being plated with gold. The graduates here are known as true nobles.

Not to mention anything else, but between nobles and intermarriages, the stronger party will often ask the weaker party whether the other party's children have been educated by Yuexuan.It can be seen from this that Yuexuan's influence in the upper echelons of the entire Heaven Dou Empire.

The graduation ceremony was held on the third floor of Yuexuan, and many dignitaries had already sat down in the arranged venue.They all hope to see how their children have improved through Yuexuan's training.

As the owner of Yuexuan, Tang Yuehua was still dressed in silver palace attire, standing at the side of the hall with a smile on her face. When her subordinates told her that everyone was here, she nodded her head as a signal.The graduation ceremony officially begins.

A group of boys and girls dressed in silver began to enter through the doors on both sides.The number of a hundred people did not bring any noise to the hall.Everyone has the same elegant smile on their faces, and their steps are so harmonious, and the touch of nobility between gestures does not give people a sense of pride, but also makes people look sideways.

At this moment, the door on one side of the hall opened, and a big, shiny bald head came into view.

A bald young man wearing a long black gown walked into the venue holding a strange musical instrument made of ebony wood.

That's a pipa.

The young man's clear eyes could be seen clearly, but he did not lose his majesty. He slowly scanned the audience and then sat on a small bench.

When he walked out of the side door, he became the focus of the audience almost instantly.

Many dignitaries in the front row recognized the identity of the bald young man and couldn't help but whisper. The nobles in the back row were initially unhappy with the bald man's rudeness, but after seeing the reaction of the dignitaries in front, they remained silent. Talk loudly to the people next to you.