Suo Jinling

The Imperial Household Department sent people to come to meet him, Chen Jing packed up his belongings, got in a car, and was escorted by guards all the way down to the imperial city, and entered the Jiuchong Zixiao Hall, waiting to see the Holy Majesty.

The sage went to court in the Taiji Hall in the morning, and summoned all the envoys at noon. Chen Jing remembered the elder brother's teachings, watched his nose, nose, nose and heart, and waited quietly. When the chief executive called his name, he lifted up his robe and walked slowly into the hall , leaning over and kneeling on the ground.

There is a long bright yellow curtain in front of you, the hall is smoky and full of the smell of boiled pills, the shadow of the emperor is reflected on the curtain, and there are several glazed pots emitting blue smoke around it, the whole hall is like a dream, floating in the air. Among the clouds.

The emperor didn't say a word, and the chief executive read the imperial decree on his behalf. Chen Jing fell on the ground, only to feel that the situation in front of him was different from what his elder brother said. It was said that the Holy Majesty was addicted to pills, and refused to show up when he summoned the officials.

The chief executive had finished reading the imperial decree. Chen Jing took the imperial decree respectfully and bowed out of the hall. The Holy Majesty allocated him a residence and ordered him to stay in the palace and devote himself to practicing in the martial arts field so that he could go into battle in the future. Great beam prestige.

There are three thousand beauties in the holy harem, but there are only six princes who grew up. They are fighting each other openly and secretly, and each wins power. At present, there is no crown prince, and many courtiers are arguing endlessly. How many of them bumped into the pillars in front of the palace, but no matter they No matter how citing the scriptures, speaking eloquently and remonstrating, the Holy Majesty is not moved, and has no intention of establishing a prince. At present, the princes have different thoughts, and everyone in the palace is in danger. Be careful when walking, sitting and lying down, for fear of touching any taboos.

Chen Jing was arranged in the Changxin Hall outside the Dongba Institute, and several maids were sent from the House of Internal Affairs to let him call at will. Chen Jing still didn't want to be served by anyone, and he cleaned himself up and lay on the couch. Burn the censer and light a few incense sticks.

After smelling it for a long time, he still couldn't get over his fatigue, so he replaced the flower fragrance with sandalwood, and he became annoyed when he smelled it. He overturned the sandalwood, pressed the incense burner indiscriminately, wrapped up the quilt and rolled into the cave.

Everywhere in the palace is gorgeous and exquisite, I don’t know how much work wasted by the craftsmen to build it. Compared with my bedroom in the General’s Mansion, it can be called a heaven and an underground, but Chen Jing is not happy lying here. If the General’s Mansion is a In the wooden birdcage, he can still fly out for a while. This imperial city is a cage made of gold thread, so he can't fly out even if he wants to. He can only stay where he is, waiting for the master to feed him rice.

He tried to fall asleep, but he couldn't sleep when he closed his eyes. There was always a pair of crying eyes in front of him. The blue pupils were like a lake, watery and sparkling. Chen Jing grabbed a pillow and pressed it hard on his face, holding his breath Rolling twice, rubbing the cloth towel sideways twice, trying to get that face out of his head.

After tossing like this until the third shift of the night shift, Chen Jing still didn't feel sleepy at all. Chen Jing didn't want to force himself, so he put on his outer robe and walked outside the hall, wandering around in the imperial city.

The General's Mansion is located in Yongkang City, which can be said to occupy a vast area. This palace is even more vast, as if it has no end. The small garden alone is the size of the five gardens in the General's Mansion, not to mention the many palaces and pavilions. , Chen Jing lost his way as he walked, and he couldn't tell the direction at all. At first, he wanted to make some marks so that he could rush back, but later he didn't care about the broken pots and smashes. Just sleep on the spot, and return to the palace at dawn.

I don’t know how long I’ve been walking like this, the moonlight in the sky is shining brightly like the setting sun, and white flowers are spread on the ground, colorful flowers are blooming all over the mountains and plains, and the fragrance is strong in the nose. The pagoda, reflecting the moon as round as a jade plate, is surrounded by tinkling golden bells hanging on the top of the pagoda. All around, the nearby pavilions, platforms and pavilions are gone, and even the big stones can't be found. This high tower is like an independent prison, standing quietly in the wind.

The sharp corner is covered with tulle, and the wind blows the tulle, reflecting a figure, the man in a toga with long sleeves and blond hair fluttering, with his arms leaning on the railing, looking up at the moon.

The loose white gauze covered her body, the gauze swayed in the wind, her blond hair fluttered in the wind, most of it fell on her cheeks, Chen Jing stood there in a daze, bewitched by the light and shadow, her legs were nailed to the ground, almost unable to move, the man noticed There was someone below, looking down, a pair of blue eyes with clear pupils, like a vast and boundless lake, rippling with layers of fine waves.

Chen Jing was dumbfounded.

Bai Qing?

No, no, at first glance, he looks much taller than the white youth, and his stature is even taller and slender, he already looks like a grown man.

The man had no expression on his face, and turned back behind the gauze curtain. Chen Jing subconsciously moved forward, barely stopping his pace.

This high platform does not look like a palace, it looks cold, yellow talismans are pasted everywhere on the bottom of the tower, and the copper skin and iron bones are repaired all around, so you can't even touch the entrance. Chen Jing doesn't know if the person inside is a god or a ghost, the imperial city is not like It snowed all night in Yongkang City, but the night wind was also cold. This man was dressed in single clothes, motionless in the wind...but he was somewhat similar to Bai Qing.

In these years, apart from Bai Qing, I have never seen anyone with similar appearance to him. Who is this person's name, and what is his relationship with Bai Qing?

Chen Jing was puzzled, and couldn't give up searching. He was not good at climbing, so he could only use his hands and feet to tear off the corners of his clothes, pull out a long rope, tie it into a knot and throw it into the air. The legs climb up.

He climbed halfway, he was really afraid that he would not move, so he slipped to the ground, unwilling to stand there and wait, the man never came out again, Chen Jing was at a loss what to do, so he had to go back to the palace at dawn.

For several consecutive days like this, Chen Jing came over in the middle of the night and stood quietly under the pagoda, but everything that happened a few days ago was like a dream, the high platform was still standing there, the white gauze fluttered with the wind, but the man never Appears, even the shadows cannot be touched.

A few days later, the palace was decorated with lanterns and festoons, bright and yellow charms one after another, floating high in the air, several bronze alchemy furnaces stood around, and the green smoke in the garden burst out, making people breathless. Feeling strange, I asked the maid what she was going to do. The maid said that there had been a severe drought for several days in the south of Daliang, and the grassland had dried up. There were countless victims. , And ordered everyone in the palace to go to Qintianjian to watch the ceremony.

Chen Jing heard it in a cloud, and all the court ladies stepped forward, wrapped him up in three layers, and led him all the way to the depths of the garden. People, there are a few princes at the front. In the past, the princes of gold and jade fell on the ground, their backs were motionless, and the concubines and maids knelt behind them. In the sun, the cicadas were singing, buzzing and vibrating the ear bones. Chen Jing only felt Absurd, in this huge imperial city, praying to gods and worshiping Buddha from top to bottom, even praying for rain, there is such an array. I don't know how the emperor hiding behind the curtain will maneuver and balance the struggle between all parties.

The sound of drums and trumpets gradually increased, and at noon the sky gradually brightened. Heat waves hit his face, and his back was sweating profusely. Chen Jing tried his best to raise his head. A figure stood on the top floor of the glazed pagoda, holding a sword in his hand, wearing a big red gown, and covering his face with gold gauze, so he couldn't see half of his face.

Was it the fairy official of Qin Tianjian?

Live in this towering glazed pagoda, and live to pray for good weather.

No one raised their heads around, Chen Jing stared at people unscrupulously, if the fairy official's eyes had any substance, they swept across him through the vast crowd and stared at him from afar.

After a ceremony, everyone went back to the hall. Chen Jing practiced for a day as usual. In the middle of the night, when no one was there, he came to the glazed pagoda and looked up at the top of the hall.

Three days later, a good horse from the post station came to report from thousands of miles away. Not long after the ceremony, there was heavy rain in the south for two consecutive days, and the dry land regained vitality. The local farmers thanked Mount Dade for long live.

A few days later, the straw ropes that Chen Jing gathered from various places finally came in handy. He tied knots one after another with the straw ropes and climbed up the edge of the pagoda. Looking from the bottom, the bottom is empty, only the walls paved with gold, silver and jade, reflecting the coldness of the emptiness, Chen Jing climbed up layer by layer, and when he was about to reach the top, his ears trembled, and the cloth was rubbed in every detail, someone Sticky|sticky|greasy|greasy said something, just listening to it felt disgusting, making one want to fly a knife and cut off the mouthpiece.

This voice... seemed somewhat familiar.

Chen Jing climbed to the top of the tower, and quietly pushed aside the tiles. There was a bed in the middle of the bottom, which was big enough to sleep several people. Right now, the two people were overlapping each other. It moved like a toad. The blond hair of the suppressed person was scattered, and most of the white gauze was stripped off his body, revealing his round shoulders. Chen Jing looked intently, who is this toad, if not the third prince?In the past few days when he was praying, he always twisted and twisted, which was exactly the same as now.

Chen Jing picked out a piece of jade, found a good position and popped it inward. The jade hit the couch, bounced up suddenly, and hit the third prince's eyes. The color of pig liver, he was confused and yelled like a headless fly: "What is this, what is it, who is there, who is there? Come on! There is an assassin! Catch the assassin!"

The third prince went on a rampage, and no one responded for a long time. He was so frightened that he panicked, covered his eyes madly, and bumped his head against the wall. As he rushed, the sound of footsteps clicked continuously, gradually becoming inaudible.

The jade disc turned back to its original place, as if the secret door had never appeared.

It turns out there is a secret door......

No wonder there are copper walls and iron frames here, you have to weave grass ropes to get up, the third prince has a fat head and big ears, and you can't even think about climbing up for a year.

The fairy official slowly sat up straight, covered his body with white gauze, rolled his eyes upwards, and stared at the roof of the eaves: "Little friend ruined my good deed, hiding on the wall and watching, isn't that good?"

good thing?

Does he take this as a good thing?

Chen Jing didn't know where his anger came from, so he forced him to slide in along the window lattice, and took two steps forward coldly: "Having an affair with that toad—is it a good thing in your mouth?"

The smile on the fairy official's face disappeared.

The fairy official once sang a long tune when he was begging for rain, his voice was thick and long, piercing the sky, but now the tune has faded, and his voice is low and hoarse: "Little General Chen, come here and be safe."

Chen Jing frowned: "Do you recognize me?"

"Who doesn't recognize General Chen?" The immortal official groped around the edge of the collapse, found out a long cigarette case, stuffed it into the mouth, and swallowed, "The third prince and the sixth prince are very fond of you, and they will talk about you By the side, my ears are going to callus."

What the hell is this place?

Why besides the third prince... the sixth prince also came here?

This fairy official looked like a fairy when he begged for rain and snow, did he do these things in private?

Chen Jing rubbed his forehead, he didn't intend to dwell on this anymore: "Where are you from, why do you look like this?"

The fairy officer rolled up the white gauze, and walked leisurely to the side of the railing, with his arms floating lightly, he turned and looked at the person who came by: "What kind of appearance does it have, what does it have to do with the little general? Could it be that among the people around you, there are people who are close to me?" resemblance?"

"You just need to answer my question." Chen Jing took two steps forward, his footsteps stuck in place, "Where are you from, and why do you look like this?"

The fairy official exhaled smoke rings: "If I said... I am a descendant of Nuwa, would you believe me?"

"Yes," Chen Jing said, "Why do you want to be a fairy official?"

The fairy official said: "Our people originally lived in the wonderful land of Fulin with beautiful mountains and rivers. The ancient sayings in the family can only save people and not hurt others. However, there is a traitor in the family. The treasures and medicinal materials were looted, and they were buried in anonymity, drowned in the vast sea of ​​people, and I don’t know where to go to be happy and unrestrained.”

"Beiyi...it's Beiyi again," Chen Jing clenched his teeth, "I, Chen Jing, swear that I will not be a human if I don't destroy Beiyi in this life."

The fairy official wanted to say something more, but suddenly covered his lips with his hand, coughed and coughed, his face turned red, and he spat out a mouthful of brown blood.

"you······"

Chen Jing took two steps forward, his eyebrows curled into a ball, the fairy officer raised his hand to block him, and shook his head hoarsely: "Don't worry about me, if you want to change your fate against the sky, this is the price you have to pay."

"Change your life against the sky?"

"Pray for the rain to come from the sky and the weather will be good. How can you change your fate against the sky?" The fairy official's face was pale, and his face was illuminated by the moonlight, revealing a cold whiteness like enamel. The blood of Avalokitesvara, which is only passed down once in a hundred years, can only save me from the punishment of God if he comes to save me. I can't last long, and when I die, Daliang's luck... will be left to fate."

"Then why is Guanyin's blood... so mysterious?"

"The mysteries are more than that," said the immortal official, "there is a spirit grass called Zhuxin in the world, and only the blood of Guanyin can turn it into a panacea. Get healthy, if you are already healthy...you can live forever."

"Who is that traitor?" Chen Jing clenched his fists, "What does he look like?"